A Game of Gods: A Multiversal Challenge

"Wants to eat us... Eat us. How did you defeat it? You act like you met it before."

Good. Then They'll Die Too.

—A whisper drifts on the air of the Common Room, more really a voice speaking from a great distance. Yet what this deep, horrifyingly fell voice says can be heard exactly by all. —

I... know that Spark.

"We ask you, Rey-san," Kisame said to the luchador, "because Unicron is here, in this star system, right now, and is making a beeline for this planet that we're all currently on."

"And going to eat us all. Can't forget that Kisame. And... I haven't seen my screwdriver turn off any of them yet."

He then smiles at the voice. "What do you know about the Spark? What can you do to disable it?"

edited 2nd Jun '11 6:53:01 PM by Fusionman

Bowser was putting two and two together and wasn't likeing the looks of four.

The 'whisper' didn't help things

"Ravange, have you personally met that thing?"

"It's talking about me, you idiot," Ravage said, beginning to tremble with very real fear. "Unicron is talking about me!"

"Then it seems you guys have defeated the big bad." Spriggan told Kimimaro. "Good. At least they can rest in peace."

With that, Ravage whirled around and seized Spriggan by the shoulders in an excruciatingly tight grip, heedless of the fact that his talons were cutting into the flesh of the boy's back and drawing blood. "Will you pay attention for one second, dammit! There is a world-devouring god of darkness somewhere nearby, going to consume us all, and you're still blathering on about some civilians in the damn challenge?! What is wrong with you?!"

edited 2nd Jun '11 7:03:01 PM by SullenFrog

"Oh by Rasillon... Ravage. How did you stop it last time!?"

"Unicron?" Rey blinked a moment, then flinched in startlement, staring up at the ceiling. "UNICRON?? Oh. OHHHHHHH. Ah Jesus." He shifted his position into kneeling, biting his lip. "Well...this may be the most fucked we've been in quite some time. I hope no one minds if I say a quick prayer just in case." He frowned. "At which point...I hope we do what we keep doing..."

— The whisper speaks again, by an iota louder.—

I remember you. The Pet who mewled in fear at my passing once. You think yourself the Master now. Your fear has not diminished.

"Rey? Do you remember how they lived?"

He shudders at the voice. "I've met Satan once. I can take down the bringer of darkness again."

Narumi took this in. "Can... can it be blown up? On the inside?" Narumi asked Ravage.

"I can't be sure so far as this goes, Doctor, what I know could be about the wrong Unicron! There's more than one version!"

"Not without great difficulty," the Predacon replied, cringing faintly at the Dark God's accusations. "When Unicron attacked Cybertron, the entire Decepticon armada went up against it and held nothing back. They were all destroyed in a matter of minutes, and despite having enough firepower to turn a world to slag they were unable to inflict any real harm upon the Chaosbringer. It took the power of the Autobot Matrix of Leadership to destroy his body, but as we don't have the Matrix..."

He trailed off there, allowing the others to draw their own conclusions.

"What DO we have?" Rey frowned somewhat, looking around, seeming to be tracing patterns in the air with his hands as he did.

"No... No... We're going to die. All our work. All the challenges. For nothing. Rose... Sarah Jane...I'm sorry. I'm going to die alone not saving Earth from the Daleks or anything. I felt a storm approaching just before I was brought here. And I can't stop it."

"Get off me!"

Spriggan tried to get Ravage off him.

"It seems you don't fucking understand the job nature I do in my world! I protect civilians from the dangers they face as part of my goddamn work!"

He felt blood from his shoulder.

"Dammit... Not good."

"... I'm already dead... I won't give a single fuck what happens." Narumi said.

"It would take Divine intervention to stop that thing, then" Kimimaro said solemnly. "...Or Nomadic intervention, perhaps."

"This is more than the false God. This is The Beast of Ravage's universe. We're going to die. And I had so much to do. So much to live for..."

"You must do an exceedingly poor job of it then," the Predacon said bluntly. "If you are as oblivious when protecting civilians as you have been during your tenure here, then I wouldn't be surprised if every single person you've ever tried to protect met a gruesome end while under your top notch surveillance skills."

He tossed Spriggan aside without further comment, allowing the youth to strike the floor with enough force to knock the breath from his lungs. The Predacon sighed once more, reaching up with his blood-stained claws to massage the bride of his muzzle.

"Slag..."

"No! No, fuck that shit!" Rey got to his feet, shaking his head. "No, we are NOT going down this way! I did not get dragged here and go through all this shit, and get tortured and have my mind fucked with and hallucinations and see people I've grown to care about get killed horribly around me more than once for it to end like this!"

He glared at the others. "I'm the most decorated wrestling champion in my world, and look at me, I'm fucking TINY. I routinely go up against guys three times my size and I WIN. And I'm just a normal, squishy, weak-legged human! We've got robots and people with magic powers and superstrength and guns they can pull out of their asses! If I'm about to die, if I'm gonna get eaten by a fucking planet monster, HE'S GONNA FUCKING CHOKE ON ME!!"

— CRACK.

The symbol up above cracked deeper, the spidering fissures now forming what was unmistakably a face right where the "head" would be. In the yellow gloom of the place, the thing appeared to scowl down on the Challengers with a contempt impossible to equal, the "eyes" red with shadow. —

You have Nothing.

Is this the way I die? As I lived? With nothing, for nothing?

That is not how a Crownguard sees things.

"Rey is right. What do we have? Because I'm not going down without a fight either!"

The look on Luxanna's face turned to one of grim determination. She hadn't been able to learn enough about the others here to put together something, but they were all here nonetheless. "Nothing is not the answer."