User:Spriggs077/Ideas

Fic with Luc
The battle had reached its dying breaths. Grox and Zazane bodies littered the ground, but the outcome was no longer in question. With their fleet finally broken, and no reinforcements on the way, the Grox army was beginning to collapse. It was a hard fought struggle, and many Zazane gave their lives for victory. At the head of the Zazane line, Tyraz Breek fought alongside his warriors, shrugging off mortal wounds as he cleaved Grox apart. Pausing to let the battle line flow past him, Tyraz turned to one of his field commanders.

Commander - Lord Breek, the Grox line is beginning to collapse. It has cost us dearly, but this is one invasion force that will never reach the core worlds. Tyraz - The battle was well fought, Commander, and the warriors here died an honourable death. This day has brought the Creed much glory. Commander - Of course, Lord Breek. Wait, do you smell that?

Tyraz' eyes narrowed as he detected a hint of something in the air- something he definitely did not like. He spoke without turning his head.

Tyraz - You have no place here, alien. This battle, and its glory are ours. Alien - If I had come for glory, my dear Tyraz, the Grox would scarcely have touched the ground before I set upon them. I am here for a different reason.

The alien strode past Tyraz, a great hulking monster of a warrior clad in ancient black armour. Inverting his ancestral claymore, Hel'Bre'K Ce'So'Va of the Fordanta planted it firmly in the back plating of a wounded Grox soldier, and left it there as he took a seat on a demolished battle tank. Several others of his species followed him, asking him about his deviation from the plan. Hel'Bre'K simply waved them off and turned to Tyraz.

Hel' - Hatchlings. Zealous enough, yes, but not so wily as an old hand like myself, I think you will find. Tyraz - So, if not to steal our glory, why are you here Fordanta? Hel' - Is it not obvious? To talk. Tyraz - I have nothing to say to the likes of you, in spite of your fearsome reputation among the Creeds. Hel' - Alas, I have much to say to you. Your interest is insubstantial to the matter. Tyraz - You could have chosen a better spot to lecture me from, Hel'Bre'K. You're exposed up there.

That last comment made Hel' think for a moment. His reply was far from what Tyraz expected.

Hel' - I have lived far longer than I should have, Tyraz. I have seen more than most mortal beings. More than most mortal beings should see, even. My life has been full enough for a dozen For'Dan'Ta- it is now time for the hatchlings to take over. Tyraz - Are you mad? Life is the greatest gift any of us have. Nobody should throw it away! Hel' - Mad? Not at all Tyraz. What I feel now is a joy you will one day crave, mark my words. Tyraz - So is this getting somewhere? Or are you just here to toy with my mind?

Hel' looks out to the front line, where the last Grox defenders are struggling to stay alive as a Kin-squad of Fordanta join the hundreds of Zazane leading the assault.

Hel' - You heard of the Meta-Emperor's fall, I presume? Tyraz - I heard the bastard cried all the way to the AI netspace. Hel' - Such events tend to catalyse social change. Especially in a race so hell-bent as mine. Tyraz - *Eyes glowing red* Stop talking in circles alien! You came for a reason, now what is that? Hel' - Times change, and people change faster. The Fordanta, however, failed to change at all. We locked ourselves in a cycle of injustice and revenge. While we thought ourselves paragons, we were mocked at every turn. The Meta-Emperor's fall gave us the awakening we needed to realise the error of our ways. Tyraz - Get on with it, Fordanta. I don't have time to waste on you. Hel' - Oh, you do Tyraz. You are the immortal here, after all. The simple fact is, the Fordanta have changed. The Warrior's Guild has shrunk greatly, and we no longer maintain a standing army. The mighty Praetoria have returned to their duties, and no longer march to war. Tyraz - What piece of shyrak idea was that? All the Fordanta are is warriors! Damn good ones, I have to admit, but now you aren't even that! Hel' - Ignorance clouds your eyes as it once clouded mine. While the Fordan body was built for war, the mind was built for co-operation, and peace. We have finally remembered that, and realised we have no right nor reason to impose ourselves on the rest of the universe in the imperious manner we had before. Tyraz - And that means? The Fordanta never came anywhere near our space except when that damned brother of mine Moxix returned. Hel' - It means the Fordanta seek now to co-operate with, rather than regulate the universe. Diplomats and settlers have already embarked for Kraw and Draconis space. I thought you would rather listen to me than some Negotiator. Tyraz - I suppose that would be acceptable. Of course I would have to speak with the Brood Councillors first. Hel' - I would expect no more from you youngling. Enjoy what's left of your day, my old friend.

With that, Hel' left. He called his warriors to him, and departed as quickly as he came, leaving Tyraz to the work of finishing the Grox, and talking to the Council about the prospect of Fordan settlement in Brood space.