Fiction:New Dawn/Year 5

An Old Threat Returns
It had been many months since Crispy's attack on a Resurgence Enclave. Pyrak had been watching over the last stages of development, the body was fully grown and floated in the tank. Both of them surviving on supplies and energy reserves that remained from the attack. Pyrak had been incredibly lucky that his lab had been deep underground in a bunker, safe from the explosion.

One day, there was a signal on Pyrak's console. His eyes narrowed as the console announced that the maturation period of the entity in a large tank at the other end of the room was complete. He smiled, his razor-sharp teeth baring. He approached his console and growled, although not in a vicious manner, but in a more somewhat excited way.

Pyrak - Wake him up.

The console lit up, showing numerous diagnostics. A few electric arcs and the body twitched and jolted as it was brought to life. The eyes flickered open as the liquid drained away. Pyrak approached the tank, smiling as this entity - a reborn Volkarus, his master - began to awake. He placed his face near the tank, to really examine Volkarus. He clapped his hands together and touched the glass that seperated him and Volkarus.

Pyrak - ...My master.

The body stirred and looked blankly at Pyrak. Sadly its mind was a blank slate. He reached out cautiously and placed his hand over Pyrak's, the glass separating the two of them. In Pyrak's mind something stirred, he could hear whispers. The body opened it's mouth as thought it was abotuto say something.

Volkarus - Ma...ster...

Pyrak's eyes widened and his smile turned into a rather psychotic frown. He stepped away from the glass and growled. Had he reduced the once most powerful Draconis into nothing more than a mere man child?

Pyrak - ''M-Master! I am your servant, YOU are master!''

Volkarus titlted his head. Pyrak wasn't sure how, but something deep within his mind was compelling him to open the container anyway. Pyrak, reluctantly, approached his console once again. He looked back at the tank and pressed several buttons. His eyes were still wide as he looked at the newly-recreated Volkarus.

Pyrak - ...O-Open the tank.

Under his command, the tank opened, Volkarus looked at the door rising with curiosity. After it opened he stepped out slowly. Still looking blanky at Pyrak. At that moment. Pyrak felt himself walking towards VOlkarus, he couldn't understand it, he reached out his arm towards Volkarus's face. All of it beyond his control. All Pyrak could do was look and move hit other arm. as he rested his hand on Volkarus's face, both of them felt a rush, panicking Volakrus stumbled back and rested his hand by his head, seemingly panicked. Control was returned to Pyrak's own body. With a groan he grasped his head and looked to Volkarus, before approaching him again.

Pyrak - ''M-Master...! Master, don't be afraid, it's me...I am your servant, Pyrak.'' Volkarus - ''I know who you are! You think I wouldn't remember my most faithful servant!?''

Pyrak's frown turned to a smile. His eyes wide and his teeth showing as if he wanted the entire world to see, he began to try and withold a laugh. He had recreated life, successfully cloning somebody to maturity on his own.

Pyrak - ''Master Volkarus! R-Reporting for duty, sir!''

He slammed his fist against his left pec and bowed on his knee as Volkarus stood up and looked towards Pyrak with a smile. He looked around the room, realising what Pyrak had done he let out a bellowing laugh, aprently ecstatic with his servant's acomplishments.

Volkarus - ''You continue to impress me Pyrak... how long have I been away from galactic events?'' Pyrak - ''It is hard to say, my Lord. But it is safe to assume...several years year considering your growth rate.'' Volkarus - Your dedication is to be rewarded, In all these years you never lost sight of your goals. Pyrak - ''My Lord, knowing that I have been able to bring you back is a reward enough. But unfortunately...a majority of my efforts has been independent.'' Volkarus - All the more reason for the reward.

Volkarus lifted his arm and flicked hiswrist upwards, gesturing for Pyrak to approach him. The Zazane nodded and calmly walked towards Volkarus. As he did, he observed his physique. Thanks to Pyrak's efforts, Volkarus now had a muscular figure and his scales were a magnificent crimson. Pyrak was proud of the body he had carved so carefully and given to his master. A body of physical perfection and a body worthy of the exemplary figure Pyrak always believed he was. Volakrus also noticed what Pyrak had done with a smile. he rested his hand on his servant's chest and his eyes flared with energy. Pyrak felt envigored by this, Volkarus had not descended him but instead unlocked the potential to use desencion energy. Pyrak looked at his hands and with a thought, black fire emerged from his fingertips. Pyrak smiled and looked to his master.

Pyrak - ''M-My Lord...You have shared your gift with me...? I did not expect the Descension to survive the growth process, but...somehow the Essence had remained in your biology at a microscopic level. You are...a marvel.'' Volkarus' - ''My mind was hidden within yours since my death. Touching me transferred my consciousness into this...perfect body.'' Pyrak - ''My Lord, you continue to amaze me. All this time, I was building the gate for your mind to enter. I am so grateful that I served as your key.'' Volkarus - ''You have exceeded my expectations. You deserve my gift.'' Pyrak - ''But my Lord, I am afraid not...everything has gone according to plan. We have lost much since...since the great traitor destroyed our fleet.'' Volkarus - ''I remember. But thanks to you, I return.'' Pyrak - However, I bring good news. Volkarus - I must hear it! Pyrak - ''The Imperium! Those Ultanos bastards...they are under threat from their former allied Houses! The Imperium is becoming splintered once more, my Lord! We could take advantage of this!'' Volkarus - ''Yes... But wat is the resurgence's condition?'' Pyrak - ''We have been forced to retreat to enclaves across Andromeda. We have no way of keeping contact with other Khaxvis forces, in fact some of our former-Resurgence members have joined back with the Imperium and even the Inquisition.''

Volkarus clenched his fists upon hearing this. His lips rippled and his wings opened out. Pyrak was no longer blind to his master's energies as they flared. As with the rest of his body, Volkarus' wings had been improved, now larger in proportion than they ever had been.

Volkarus - Retreats...some...Joining...the Imperium...!? Pyrak - ''Traitors, my Lord. Cowards. The Imperium is opening its arms to us as if we really need their damned influence! The Brood continues to rat us out like vermin and now we have a new threat...'' Volkarus - What could possibly be worse. Pyrak - ...A rebel Brood faction calling themselves the Golden Movement, or Crispy's Insurrection. Volkarus - They sound more like potential allies to me. Pyrak - Tell that to the charred remains of our breathren on the surface.

Volkarus's seyes flared as his energies intensified. This news was nothing less than an atrocity to him.

Volkarus - ''WHAT! These... Vermin dare lay waste to OUR sacred enclaves!?'' Pyrak - ''They used a pure Shidium explosive in the guise of a small transport vessel in order to infiltrate our defences. Their leader, Crispy...I fear he may have kidnapped some of our kin onboard his own ship.'' Volkarus - Oh we shall give him a reason to be called 'Crispy'.... Pyrak - ''I am unsure of his true identity my Lord...but whoever he is, he is smart. And he has many resources at his disposal.'' Volkarus - ''He is still a mortal. That should be what matters.'' Pyrak - Which reminds me, we may still have at least one member of our kin still alive here if she isn't little more than charred remains. Volkarus - ...bring her to me.

Pyrak nodded and walked over to a smaller tank. He looked inside and grunted. Placing his hands at the side of the glass which seperated him and the resident inside, he tore it away, allowing fluids to spill all over the floor. He grabbed the resident by the shoulders and flung her out. It was Oreleva, who was heavily scarred and disfigured around her jaw. Oreleva coughed out the liquid as she emerged. She struggled to breathe and looking up she saw Volkarus's foot. Pyrak stood over her and he kicked her, an angered look on his face. Shouting at her to stand up. She lowered her head in shame in front of Volkarus who stared down at her rather dissapointedly.

Pyrak - Get up!'' Oreleva - You... do not.. order me... around.''

Pyrak kicked her again and then lifted her up by her throat, slamming her against a wall with an angered expression. His eyes flared and his large jaws glimmered in the light.

Oreleva - ''No.. imp-impossible.'' Pyrak - ''You are a failure to the Resurgence! If it wasn't for your involvement with the Zazane, my Lord would be welcomed back to life by his kin!'' Volkarus - ''This is her? How dissapointing.''

Oreleva looked away from Pyrak out of shame, embarrased that Pyrak appeared more in Volkarus's favour than her.

Pyrak - ''Look at you...If it wasn't for my science, you would still be on the surface irradiating and melting. I had to use my own spare regeneration tank in order to keep you alive, you weakling!'' Volkarus - Look at him and be grateful as he speaks to you! Oreleva - Why save me....sir. Volkarus - ''Use your new power Pyrak. You hold her life in your hand, i give you the chance to choose if she keeps it, or loses it.''

Pyrak kept looking to her with an angry expression. However, he let go of her throat, allowing her to drop weakly onto the floor. He panted heavily and kicked her once more, to let her know she was in charge.

Pyrak - ''From now on, you are my dog...my 'bitch', my 'pet'. You shall do everything I say and I expect you to do it as soon as I command it. This is what your little life has come to, you reject. I shan't reward you with death just yet. Any attempts to struggle shall be met with a lesson to keep you in line. You should be grateful that I am not going to have you thrown back out onto the surface. Yet.''

Oreleva growled and nodded. Volkarus looked at her dissapointedly. He looked away and focused on Pyrak. Oreleva was too ashamed to even look in Volkarus's direction.

Volkarus - ''The resurgence must know of my return. It has fractured without my influence... I expectded so much more from my chosen.'' Pyrak - ''The Resurgence can be great again, my Lord. You must have faith. We may have lost nearly everything, but we can rebuild. We shall come back greater than ever before. And we shall shatter the Imperium, Inquisition and the Brood!''

A wide grin spread across Volkarus's face, showing his sharp teeth.

Volkarus - ''First. We must unite what we have left. Is there anything else I must know before we begin?'' Pyrak - I have a ship one level below this laboratory if you wish for us to get off this planet. I also wouldn't recommend going outside for the next few thousand years because of the radiation of the Shidium. Oh, and we need to get you some clothes.'' Volkarus - ''Yes. Hmm.. one last thing before we leave.''

Volkarus walked over to Oreleva and grabbed her firmly by the throat, lifting her up into the air. She panicked and struggled, however even in his state he was stronger than her.

Volkarus - You no longer deserve my generosity.

At that, Oreleva felt herself becoming weaker, black energy clouded VOlkarus's hand for a few seconds before he let go. Rolling back his shoulders and leaving her with a fraction of her former power. Oreleva continued crying, she felt weak and pathetic in the presence of her superiors. Pyrak smiled as he observed him absorbing her power. He released a chuckle, seeing this in a more amusing light. As Volkarus turned, a piece of meat was thrown into his hand by Pyrak.

Pyrak - Your favourite.

Volkarus smiled and nodded. he bit into the meat and teleported them all to Pyrak's ship.