Fiction:Great Cyrannus War/Year Three/Silencing Apollo

The third year of the was raging on. was on Caprica, minding his own business. However, he was unaware that two dark beings were watching him for a while.

was on the top of a building, looking at the building where Apollo was. He was beaten by him the first time they met, during the New Year, and held a grudge for that. He was chasen off by several for many hours until he finally managed to escape. Now, he was thirsty for revenge.

Another being watched as well. leaped through the buildings, tasked to incite fear in the URC, and though assassinating the one in charge was the easiest and fastest way. Meketanor didn't care about killing others, that was already fixed in his mind since he was a Marinox. It had been a while since he last fought, and it was time to practice once again.

Both teleported to inside the building, shapeshifting into normal guards. As they walked, however, they felt each other's energies. They both followed the energy until they met in a corridor. Both assumed their true forms.

Mar-Júun - Now...what the hell...are you? Meketanor - A lousy Basileus...but this energy...it is the essence of the archdemons of Hell.

Mar-Júun and Meketanor readied their weapons and stared off for some moments.

Meketanor - ''You're from the the Legion of the Deathmarch. What is your business here?'' Mar-Júun - I am here to do what I wish! Meketanor - The Apocalypta has no patience for the likes of you. Mar-Júun - ''Apocalypta? The Dark Ones?'' Meketanor - ''I can feel what you want. You want to murder the President. Well, I'll not allow you to, as I'll do that myself!'' Mar-Júun - ''So the Apocalypta want Apollo dead as well? It is pointless for us to fight then. We should work together to ensure success.''

Meketanor growled, but a voice on his mind told him to cooperate. It was the voice of this master,. Mar-Júun felt the same coming from. Both proceeded unnoticed through the building, until they finally reached their destination. Apollo saw his room get darker, and could feel a bizarre sensation in the air. He closed his eyes and saw himself in another, different building, with two dark beings looked at him. They then took the form of Mar-Júun and Meketanor.

Mar-Júun - ''Hello again, president. I said I would be back, and here I am.'' Meketanor - The Dark Lord demands fear, and fear is what I shall give him!

Apollo backed off, as the two beings approached and readied their blades. There was no way he could fight a demon and whatever the other creature was. As both were about to strike, however, a burning light appeared in their way and shielded the president. Both were knocked away, and when they got up, they could see who was the attacker. The flaming light took the form of a large phoenix. That was Chaneonix of the itself.

Meketanor - ''It is the Protector! But he shall not save you from the Dark Lord's wrath!'' Mar-Júun - I will not be stopped by an oversided bird!

Mar-Júun and Meketanor attacked Chaneonix, who released a massive blast of fire. The power was immense, enough to send Mar-Júun and Meketanor fying into the horizon. Apollo approached Chaneonix and attempted to thank him, but as he was about to, he was teleported back to his office.

Somewhere else, Mar-Júun and Meketanor were left heavily damaged. As both struggled to get on their feet, Meketanor felt himself being strangled. Mar-Júun watched as a massive shadow appeared to be the responsable. After that, both Meketanor and the shadow disappeared. The Dark Lord hated failures.

Behind Mar-Júun, a rift in spacetime was open, and several tentacles came ouf it, immobilizing Mar-Júun by his limbs, neck and tail. Mar-Júun turned to see the dark sillhouette of Shu'wokerama roaring sucking him inside the rift. It would be hard to tell which torture would be the most painful...