Post by The Great MM on Mar 14, 2009 18:55:31 GMT -5
The blackness of space was unmatched, but despite the lonely emptiness, an arrow-shaped vessel moved un-noticed. Inside the Conquerer, an evil so vile and so ruthless that his name alone is legendary. Those that hear it cower and those that know him bow.
Inside, bipedal reptiles, possibly evolved from some sort of space raptor, moved about. Readying transmissions, studying, and doing anything. In the control center, only one human stood, dressed in a white suit and arms crossed, no doubt foolishly trusting these murderers.
Elsewhere in the ship, the man sat. Black claws ticking on a metallic desk with the lights dimmed. Exotic, but alien, plants decorated the room with a pale mist coming forth from the vents on the walls and ceiling, giving his quarters an almost rain forest feel.
Yet, despite the plants, technology still survived. Various screens sat about the screen, one showing New York, another LA, Washington, Tokyo, and so on and so on. His red tongue flickered from his closed jaws just as a bang came from the door.
A deep, hammering voice called out: "Every thing's ready." The being must have started walking away as booming foot steps started to sound.
A wicked grin fell across Saberon's face as he stood up and cracked his neck. A few moments later, he was at the control room, with his own guard, Gatoro, taking a stand behind him once Saberon entered.
"See." The behemoth said, "All ready."
"Gooood." Saberon sneered, looking around as some reptiles looked up to get a look at their golden-dressed hero.
One of the reptiles spoke up from within the room, "Whenever your ready!"
The human within the room maneuvered around some of the reptiles and approached the reptile. Saberon eyed the man, taking great disgust in the black hair that was slicked back by grease, the foul breath, and the sheer stench of lameness he generated. Despite, having just meeting the man and already deciding he wasn't worth his time, Saberon extended his green hand and squeezed tight, making the other try and hide the pain.
"You must be Saberon." The man said, "I'm-"
"Save it." Saberon said, moving around the human, "I really couldn't care less what you're name is."
The man rubbed his red hand and looked confused, but followed behind Gatoro, barely dodging the monster's tail several times. Saberon moved in front of the largest screen in the room, one that showed the image of Earth in its wholesome. Cracking his knuckles, Saberon simply stood there like a statue, proud and tall with the only movement being the fan blowing of his cape and the slight moving of his tail.
One of the reptiles lifted a hand with fingers open and, one by one, began to lower. When on the third, the human took a stance by Saberon, wide grin and hands in pocket. The reptilian leader took a quick look before looking back at the others.
When the final finger fell, Saberon simply stood tall. The man next to him looked around anxiously, not knowing what was going on. After a few seconds, it became evident. Saberon spoke...
"Good evening.... Humans. Do not bother to change your little channels or turn your... TVs? Off. It won't work. You're probably wondering who I am. Well, my name is Saberon, you may or may not have heard of me, but be warned, you will know who I am by the end of this day."
Countless people watched on, and then gasped as two secondary screens appeared by Saberon, each showing a snarling beast: the first Rosie, and the second Thresher.
"You have two very simple choices. You can agree to join with us, allowing us to share in your resources and govern your people... or you can die." Saberon paused for a quick second, and the man next to him suddenly cut in.
"And I rule the Earth!"
Saberon suddenly shouted "YOU WHAT!?", while touching his wrist band with his other hand.
"They all heard me! I'm in charge of this pathetic little planet now." The man stepped forward and lifted both arms to his side, "I will be God!"
Saberon quickly placed a hand on the man's shoulder and spun him around. "HEY!" The man shouted, quickly reaching into his suit jacket and pulling out a gun, and pointing it at Saberon.
"NOBODY touches Fabio like that, NOBODY!" The man pulled the trigger. Saberon simply stood tall, the bullet impacting on the invisible force field he had activated when touching the wrist band.
Saberon tilted his head, flickered his tongue, and grinned. "If there's one thing I hate, it's measly little worms like you who think they're in the big leagues!" The man fired again, but with the same effect and backed away. "Just like any worm, another predator will always come and swallow you whole!"
Swatting the gun out of Fazio's hand, Saberon gripped his head and pulled him forward while pushing him down at an angle. Roaring like a frenzied animal, Saberon's head launched down, open jaws clamping around the human's throat. His scream turned into a gurgle as his throat was crushed and witnessed by all of humanity.
His gurgling stopped, and by the time Saberon's head lifted, Fazio's skull remained attached only by a few strands of bloody flesh. Bringing up his hand and smearing the blood on his jaws onto his armor, he looked passed the camera. "This action shows the stupidity of this entire race. Kill them all!"
The camera suddenly ended for the world to see, returning to normal programming while Saberon looked down at the dead man who wanted to join. Bringing up his foot, Saberon stomped the lifeless head, splattering it like a watermelon.
Inside, bipedal reptiles, possibly evolved from some sort of space raptor, moved about. Readying transmissions, studying, and doing anything. In the control center, only one human stood, dressed in a white suit and arms crossed, no doubt foolishly trusting these murderers.
Elsewhere in the ship, the man sat. Black claws ticking on a metallic desk with the lights dimmed. Exotic, but alien, plants decorated the room with a pale mist coming forth from the vents on the walls and ceiling, giving his quarters an almost rain forest feel.
Yet, despite the plants, technology still survived. Various screens sat about the screen, one showing New York, another LA, Washington, Tokyo, and so on and so on. His red tongue flickered from his closed jaws just as a bang came from the door.
A deep, hammering voice called out: "Every thing's ready." The being must have started walking away as booming foot steps started to sound.
A wicked grin fell across Saberon's face as he stood up and cracked his neck. A few moments later, he was at the control room, with his own guard, Gatoro, taking a stand behind him once Saberon entered.
"See." The behemoth said, "All ready."
"Gooood." Saberon sneered, looking around as some reptiles looked up to get a look at their golden-dressed hero.
One of the reptiles spoke up from within the room, "Whenever your ready!"
The human within the room maneuvered around some of the reptiles and approached the reptile. Saberon eyed the man, taking great disgust in the black hair that was slicked back by grease, the foul breath, and the sheer stench of lameness he generated. Despite, having just meeting the man and already deciding he wasn't worth his time, Saberon extended his green hand and squeezed tight, making the other try and hide the pain.
"You must be Saberon." The man said, "I'm-"
"Save it." Saberon said, moving around the human, "I really couldn't care less what you're name is."
The man rubbed his red hand and looked confused, but followed behind Gatoro, barely dodging the monster's tail several times. Saberon moved in front of the largest screen in the room, one that showed the image of Earth in its wholesome. Cracking his knuckles, Saberon simply stood there like a statue, proud and tall with the only movement being the fan blowing of his cape and the slight moving of his tail.
One of the reptiles lifted a hand with fingers open and, one by one, began to lower. When on the third, the human took a stance by Saberon, wide grin and hands in pocket. The reptilian leader took a quick look before looking back at the others.
When the final finger fell, Saberon simply stood tall. The man next to him looked around anxiously, not knowing what was going on. After a few seconds, it became evident. Saberon spoke...
"Good evening.... Humans. Do not bother to change your little channels or turn your... TVs? Off. It won't work. You're probably wondering who I am. Well, my name is Saberon, you may or may not have heard of me, but be warned, you will know who I am by the end of this day."
Countless people watched on, and then gasped as two secondary screens appeared by Saberon, each showing a snarling beast: the first Rosie, and the second Thresher.
"You have two very simple choices. You can agree to join with us, allowing us to share in your resources and govern your people... or you can die." Saberon paused for a quick second, and the man next to him suddenly cut in.
"And I rule the Earth!"
Saberon suddenly shouted "YOU WHAT!?", while touching his wrist band with his other hand.
"They all heard me! I'm in charge of this pathetic little planet now." The man stepped forward and lifted both arms to his side, "I will be God!"
Saberon quickly placed a hand on the man's shoulder and spun him around. "HEY!" The man shouted, quickly reaching into his suit jacket and pulling out a gun, and pointing it at Saberon.
"NOBODY touches Fabio like that, NOBODY!" The man pulled the trigger. Saberon simply stood tall, the bullet impacting on the invisible force field he had activated when touching the wrist band.
Saberon tilted his head, flickered his tongue, and grinned. "If there's one thing I hate, it's measly little worms like you who think they're in the big leagues!" The man fired again, but with the same effect and backed away. "Just like any worm, another predator will always come and swallow you whole!"
Swatting the gun out of Fazio's hand, Saberon gripped his head and pulled him forward while pushing him down at an angle. Roaring like a frenzied animal, Saberon's head launched down, open jaws clamping around the human's throat. His scream turned into a gurgle as his throat was crushed and witnessed by all of humanity.
His gurgling stopped, and by the time Saberon's head lifted, Fazio's skull remained attached only by a few strands of bloody flesh. Bringing up his hand and smearing the blood on his jaws onto his armor, he looked passed the camera. "This action shows the stupidity of this entire race. Kill them all!"
The camera suddenly ended for the world to see, returning to normal programming while Saberon looked down at the dead man who wanted to join. Bringing up his foot, Saberon stomped the lifeless head, splattering it like a watermelon.