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Date Posted: 02:07:13 12/08/01 Sat
Author: Fireshard
Subject: Family Reunion
In reply to: Scaleblade 's message, "A sudden flash of green light..." on 23:38:37 12/06/01 Thu

While Scaleblade continued her pursuit of power. A dim form took shape in a clearing. And with a hazy red flash, became of ‘metal and mech fluid’. It was Fireshard. A fresh mind sucked into this dream world. While her physical shell was repaired by one of the finest medics in the Medlabs of Starbase Rugby.

Fireshard’s green optics, much like her father’s, piercing, but in a sense, kind and noble, absorbing high-resolution images of her surroundings. Almost like human eyes.

Around her.. was an odd, yet beautiful world. Like a work of art. A wonderful painting. A dream. The wind in blowing softly on the orange membranes of her wings. It felt so real. The bright sun in the toaster sky shining through the disfigured clock forest, warming up her crimson scales.

And she smiled.

Fireshard did not know how, but this world had given her a small fraction of what her own mother had taken away. A mouth. An actual mouth. Not telekinesis. Not a notepad. But real lips! Real lips to talk, and sing, and do all the things she couldn’t do before!

Opening her mouth, she spoke. Her voice delicate and quiet. Like the soft breezes around her.

Thank you.

Taking a few steps into this new world, she couldn’t help but notice dead trees in this world. She walked up to them, wondering what was wrong with these trees. On a closer inspection, Fireshard’s first guess was that a woodpecker has drilled a hole through the tree. But no woodpecker would be large enough to drill a hole this big.

Fireshard put a hand up to it, feeling no life coming from it. No precious life energy pulsating gently inside. Instead, but a cold, blank empty dead tree.

Fireshard.

Fireshard span around. Before her was the tall figure of her mother. Scaleblade. The tendrils in her back, slithering, swaying, thrashing about behind her. Her wounds were still there, and still somewhat serious, but they were healing extremely slowly. On her right hand, her Paleguard gauntlet. Still there from when she joined the ranks of Purge and his chaotic tools. The ruby in the palm of the gauntlet (which looked more like a skeleton hand then actual armour) had grown a powerful red. The hostile mind of Fireshard’s psychotic parent had awoken the gem. And perhaps even taken over. But whatever was wrong with her. Here she was. About ready to proceed with any necessary tortures.

Mother? But....But what are you doing here? In my dream?

Scaleblade sinister smile made Fireshard nervous at the sight of the long fangs Scaleblade had. A very small part of a powerful arsenal she might have.

I don’t know HOW you survived my last attack. But I’m glad I’ll be able to destroy you with my OWN claws!

A tendril shot out at Fireshard’s head. But given the evasiveness she claimed from her mother’s side of the family, she managed to dodge.

Mother! Why are you doing this to me!? What have I done!?

Scaleblade did not give an answer, but rather let her claws do the talking. She ran at Fireshard, ready to give her a quick strike to an important wire.

Fireshard put her hands up in defence, too scared to do anything more.

Bust something remarkable happened, a flaming shield enveloped in front of her, making Scaleblade badly burn her claws, and rear back, roaring in pain, holding her singed hand. And the shield disappeared. Scaleblade looked down at her injured claw, like her back, curcuitry sizzled, in the air.

Scaleblade, now amazed, but totally enraged, looked back at Fireshard, narrowed her eyes, and growled.

What sorcery is this? You will surely pay.

Mother... I’m...I’m so sorry! I didn’t mean..!

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