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To Greener Pastures
Topic Started: Nov 27 2010, 10:35 AM (212 Views)
Master Solon
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A group of High Guard exit the shining pool of water only to come to golden world filled with millions of refugees. The streets are full of people who had lost there homes, many start to pitch tents on the grand highways that connect the many temples of the city. The news that anther attack had hit the city brings tears to the entire populace. Women cry for their husbands, children cry for their fathers, sisters cry for their brothers, orphans cry for their mothers. Many victims still lay on cots, with priests treating their burnt flesh.

After the grouping of High Guard surround the gate, Apollo and Solon exit the shimmering puddle of standing water. Throwing away the look of despair on both of their faces to something more honorable that the ones who perpetrated such a cowardly attack will pay with a thousand lives. The two walked down the streets filled with people and the quickly put up tents who quickly gathered bowing and kneeling in reverent faith. They soon choose separate paths to fulfill their ultimate glory, Solon, the High Temple of Zeus where he would consult security maters. Apollo headed for his own temple where the Oracle was shipped ready to be assembled by his own eyes.

In the days of Cronus all the other temples of the twelve Olympians had been put into disrepair except for Zeus’s which he used as his own. The world was stripped of its wonders, its forest burnt and mined of every natural resource. Even its people were gloom and stripped of their color but since Apollo had reclaimed it years ago it has returned to it former beauty. Forest cover the valleys like the ancient trees of old, the crystal clear lakes filled with bounty, the people were happy and vibrant. Apollo had been seen as a hero as he liberated from their dark age and now his name his cheered from the roof tops, at least now they cheer his return and that justice is brought to those who attacked a true god.

Arriving in the empty courtyard that surrounded the Temple of Apollo, the only souls allowed within the area where high stationing guards due to the high value of the Oracle itself. Alone Apollo steps up the staircases of stone to the solid stone columns that help up the pointed roof. Within was a single large room kept pitch black aside from a beam from above that lit the area just around the unassembled Oracle. Fifteen High Guards stood in a circle around the pieces facing outward, their bow blade pointed into the floor. Upon arriving at a stone chest he ordered all to leave the premises, rebuilding it was to be done alone. The moment the Jaffa left Apollo opened a container and pulled out a single purple jewel the size of a strawberry. Placing it within his palm metal talons ejected from gem cover his finger tips and reaching done to his elbow. Lifting his arm the jewel glowed and a glow surround a curved piece of stone that was soon put into place and its innards arranged to a functioning purpose. The others were soon to be put in their arranged position that would be able to form the singularity.
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Standing alone within a single beam of light in a sea of darkness, Apollo finishes the final acts of reassembling the Oracle with the Temple of Apollo where it shall be its new home. All four pill, which bend inward, stand erected, each in there assumed positions every three hours around a clock face. Taking position behind the large stone ancient computer that controls the portal, Apollo waves his hands over the many square buttons. Whipping his right forearm back Apollo whisks his sleeve down his arm then moves to press a single button on the consol downward a precise depth and three more rise. Almost methodically he presses down four more buttons in a single order then with his open palm depresses the circle jewel on a raised portion to the side. Electricity starts to surround the pillars as eight beams of light from them all meet at a single point in the center. After several seconds all stops and an ever changing bubble forms within the center, formed of pure light and yet pure darkness at the same time.

Apollo gets ready to manipulate the keys when a voice is heard over his communication jewel requesting his presence outside. Not one to be surprised by much Apollo was intrigued at to may have occurred that would dare to interrupt his work. Placing his palm again on the jewel that was the raised edge the Oracle returned to it idle state and the warped field dissipated. Upon reaching the columns of the outside which was lit by the radiant golden light of the sun Apollo had a grin on his face as he had now saw the conversation which was to take place. Standing outside was Hermes, a great scientists and maker of many inventions that was used by the glorious empire. It was he who developed a pathway into the Tollan Ion Cannon and was then able to recreate it although Apollo took the credit when he made his own enhanced design.

The messenger god who was in fact delivering his own message was draped in elegant silks of many colors over top a long white toga and of course his favorite pair of winged sandals. Bringing the news that his next great invention was ready to be implemented and that all that was required was a demonstration. He spoke of the Kýknos Máchï Armored Jaffa Exoskeleton which was at last ready for full production. Hermes with a great smile on his faced strode down the temple stairs with Apollo following his friend down the front side of the temple. The two escorted by several dozen guards made there way through the bright streets of Olympia heading to a central ring platform. Activating it Apollo and Hermes were consumed by a flash of light and were gone upon the rings return the rings to the ground from wince they came.

Else where in a stone pergola another set of rings flushed up from the floor and in the same flash of light the party arrived. As the rings return to the stone floor a hologram like effect covers the platform from sight. The two headed down several stairs and onto a boulevard paved with large stones that led to a courtyard in which resided the larger Exoskeleton. In a kneeling position the slim humanoid machine bowed with its chest open where a pilot could control the beast. A Jaffa stood next to it where he awaited the command to enter and show to his god a truly master price of a weapon.

With a wave of Hermes forehand the Jaffa test pilot bowed his head then leaped backwards in the seat contained in the chest of the Kýknos. The front plates consumed and encased the pilot and a line of light flashed down the chest casing sealing him inside. Rising, the top of it head reach almost thirty feet above the ground, its single eye glows bright red then dims to its normal state. Gripping its axe pole in hand it takes several steps toward the viewing party and with the flick of its wrist swirls the pole weapon around its body. Several drones pop from the corner edges of the courtyard and immediately open fire with staff blast like bolts at the mech. Within in instant its circular energy shield revolves around it stop each blast then leaps at one of the drones cleaving it with the blade of the axe head. Making quick work of two more for the final drone it holds its positions as energy swirls around the end of the axe encasing a sphere of plasma in a magnetic field. After a few seconds of charging it launches at the final drone burning a hole straight through causing it to explode.

Ending its exercise the Kýknos stands straight facing Apollo then plants the but of the pole in the ground shattering the stone beneath it. Trying not to look impressed but Apollo ends up letting out a quick smile at the thought the machines joining his military increasing the power of his armies exponentially. Apollo with his arms crossed looks back at Hermes and in a stern voice.

“Begin full military production immediately, we will need them in the coming wars.”
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Milky Way Galaxy, Delphi System, Olympus Command and Control:

As the command center goes about its day of controlling the “All Seer’s” Empire, a coded message surges through the planetary receiver arrays as one of the large screens in the room comes to life. The screen is a red fill with the symbol of Atlas upon the red fill. The image switches over to the stern gaze of the High Priest Pericles who nods and says, “I am Pericles High Priest of Atlas, as your venerable Empire has no doubt become aware the “Dragon of Knossos” lives again, for he is the father of all things and is eternal. At the behest of my sovereign, I am humbly requesting that you, great Apollo, Olympian of the Sun meet my master at a place of your choosing for a one on one summit with the great Atlas, he has many things to discuss with you, he guarantees no skullduggery and safe passage. The Titan Empire awaits your response….”
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The dark room is abound with energy as technicians work around the many data panels that operate blue holographic screens. Massive amounts of data traverse the airwaves coming in and going out especially due to the military maneuvers happening throughout the entire system. And now a message from the empire request a personal meeting between Atlas and Apollo at their choosing. Things could not get more hectic as even miniscule message from some unimportant minor must run through several channels to determine its true wealth. But this, this was immediately apparent that it required the top authority to view this and respond if necessary.

The Jaffa Commander stood tall with his arms crossed, his black silky hair laid in curls on his shoulders. His armor glinted in the blue lights of the command center that flooded into the room from each corner. Being in charge of the communications that come in and out of the system gave the Commander several responsibilities, including dealing with first contact situations. Standard protocol for a situation especially with a rival as dangerous where to hold talks on a neutral world of little consequence. Preparing to send a communiqué and the location of a secure planet outside of the influence of the empire is stopped just before finishing his task. The door to the room disappears into the walls bringing the light from the outside flushing inward.

After the initial blinding of the light from outside several Jaffa enter followed by the god of light himself like no other could. Apollo waved his hand to stop the commander from sending the transmission, he who knew everything that had come and was to come. Immediately Apollo comes to a halt within center of the room near the control hub then places his hand over the console then speaks in a calm serene voice if not a little cocky.

“Atlas, I had heard your corpse was warm again, if you wish to speak then come to the golden city, Olympia. I think I’ve spent enough time in your care so its turn to step in my shadow and not your own. Come by gate, I will have it unsealed, and be alone, I’m sure you know you’ll be scanned. As much as you may think I will look foreword to seeing the blood returning to your veins.”
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The massive screen in the room comes alive with the image of the legendary Titan Emperor lounging on his black wooden throne. The twisted black scroll work of the throne’s wood gives the appearance of black twisted wings rising from the Titan’s back as Atlas smirks and says, “Such a greeting for an old friend returned from the pits of Hades? Ah Apollo, I am sure your hospitality would equally match mine own too you, but as you may have heard I am in the middle of campaigning right now, the galaxy is undergoing a….” Atlas looks thoughtful as a wicked smiles passes over his face and he says, “A change in management, yes that is nice, very good, but I assure you my business with you is dire, so since you failed to supply a world may I suggest one? Let us meet on Heliopolis, just the two of us, I believe we can help each other, and of course if you do not trust me you may have Atum broker the meeting as a sign of good faith.” Atlas’s sharp serrated teeth gleam in the light as he waits expectantly….
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The ever defiant and truly immortal Atlas put the suggestion to meet on the holy grounds of Olympia under his iron foot only to suggest the broken behemoth of Heliopolis. Thought to all it would seem as thought the seer would have already known that he would refuse and so Apollo choose not to react with all but a quick smirk. Words let loose from his lips as he raises his left hand just below his chin with his fingers clad in a silvertine metal around his his tips.

"Very well, we will meet within the broken halls of Heliopolis, bring Atum if you feel he is required to solve your insecurities."

Smirking at the last word Apollo laughed within his mind knowing just what buttons to push in the old fool. Soon orange energy began swirl above his hand then emanating around his body as white feathers. A shape took place no more than a few inches across, several rings that spun and rotated around each. On the surface of each rings looked something almost to a language not many could read much lest translate. Taking it within the palm of his hand he places it directly in front of the hologram of Atlas than took his hand away leaving the object float free in space.

"When you arrive at the station send out this signal for a friendly target acquisition and you wont be fired upon. I'll be waiting for you.'

With that Apollo turns away, his cloak twisting around him, the feathers still emanating before they fall to to the floor and disappear. Leaving Atlas alone to look upon the rotating circles before they finally dissipate into nothing.
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