10 June 2012
[FINALE - check out @MrAlex, @eyes5ib and @Odinsfist #4war]
The future of the galaxy rested heavily on my shoulders. The mind-force Generals bore into me, I heard the leathery wings of evil rustle within them... And within Josh too.
I started towards him but strong arms held me back - evil seeped into the mind of my comrade - he changed before my very eyes. His mind remoulded, twisting and burning itself into something new.
Suddenly I knew we had been tricked, suddenly I saw how the spy had tried a last-ditch attempt for the resistance to survive our onslaught.
They were the last of the humanoid race that raged war upon our galaxy, and here we had been led - right where they wanted us. It explained all the unnecessary blood shed, how we had lost so many good men and women.
The doors shut around us with a mechanical thud - it was all a trap.
My mind was hazy and confused as it registered the fight taking place before me - suddenly Josh lay on the ground, dead. But no, Josh was standing over the body. I probed them with my mind, disbelieving until the evidence of thought was before me.
My hands trembled at the force of their trickery and deep inside I was thankful - my Captain, my Josh, was here before me. Standing unbroken. Relief swept through me and finally I was aware of Isaac's orders to take down a General. My mind flashed back to the job in hand - stop the war.
I put my gun away and took out my knife. The unarmed humanoid begin to take slow steps towards me. His movements were alien, with metal bones and riveted joints, these creatures may look human but beneath the skin sang a different story of biomechanics.
I assessed the general, taking in his pace, his heart rate, I saw the slight weakness of his right hand and assessed the flexibility of his mechanical joints.
I wouldn't be able to take him on strength, so I took him on speed. I darted towards him, aiming my knife and ramming it home before sprinting back out of reach.
I felt pain and anger corse through his mind. Again and again I lunged in, avoiding any attacks he made. I was too fast for him.
But then an explosion shook the circular room and I tripped. The general took his chance - giant hands pinned my arms and lifted me off the floor. I struggled for a moment but realised it was useless.
I took in a sharp intake of breath as I felt my humerus snap in two. The pain helped my mind leave my body and seep into the general's.
Black smoke enveloped my consciousness as I searched his mind for its life source, its spark.
Glowing faintly in the gloom I found it, twisted and shrivelled. I spared a split-second of regret for its torture before snuffing it out with a pinch.
My mind shot back into my body, shaking with the new-found pain of my bruises and broken bones. The general collapsed beneath me. I lay in his grasp for a moment, deafened to the world, checking my mind was in one piece.
Standing, I turned to my comrades, all alive, all together - Josh, Isaac and Alex. A moment of disbelief swept through me - we did it.
The War - P5 (Nicola's Perspective) • Opuss № I