Thread:Jona19992/@comment-27989107-20170202035202/@comment-24852191-20170212053040


 * Dark Charger is pulverized. Just then, a hyper velocity antimatter bolt pierces Phoenix, impaling him to the wall of the Grand Opera House. Charger rematerializes and picks the Llusac up off the ground. He looks furious.

Charger: Very well. Then you shall all be my pets!


 * He lifts his arms and several more antimatter bolts drop from the sky, impaling Zodia, Chione, and Vulpecula, to the ground. He twists his hands and cages of dark antimatter plasma energy form. It strong enough that nothing can break through it. He tauntingly walks up to Chione's cage.

Charger: You shall make fine servants. Of course, none of you will be more than Vladimir here, but you will do.


 * He looks to Dracula.

Charger: Come, brother we have a kingdom to build.


 * Vladimir nods and the two walk back towards the city center. The cages levitate and follow them. Charger stretches out his hands and the dark storm, Eternal Darkness, descends from the sky and begins taking shapes and molds. Soon, a massive 155 story castle is constructed from the burning ruins of the city. He laughs maniacally.

Charger: I present to you, minuscule Guardians, my fortress. The D'nabgna! It is constructed of the indestructible metal, darksteel, the antithesis of starsteel! In its dungeons, you will find a new meaning of pain and agony as I personally destroy any sense of hope and will you have.


 * He turns to Dracula.

Charger: Vlad, my brother, we have a castle, but what good is a kingdom, if there are no subjects for it to rule over. Deploy the Dark Army and round up any and all humans left in the city and its suburbs.

Dracula: As you wish, my master.


 * He turns and fades away into thin air. Charger looks at the others.

Charger: Now, I suppose it's time focus show to you your quarters.


 * He takes the cages to the deepest dungeons of the D'nabgna, and realeases them into their separate cells. Each cell is built like the cages, but with the addition of darksteel. He walks to the door and looks at the others with crimson eyes.

Charger: Have a pleasant evening, tomorrow's activities are sure to be, educational.


 * He pauses a moment.

Charger: No, yes, oh just shut up. They will be mine and.......


 * He pauses and looks at the others and recomposes himself and clears his throat.

Charger: Good night.


 * With that, he shuts the door and heads to inspect his new chambers.


 * Meanwhile, the UNSC fleet has fallen back to the moon. The few remaining ships are badly damaged and in need of repairs. Damage control runs about the Hansgraf, putting out fires and venting flaming atmosphere into space. The battle tested Bonhomme Richard-class light cruiser limps into the docking area at Luna Station.