Subject: EPC: Gehenna, Chapter two.
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Posted on: 2010-07-14 05:00:00 UTC
Chapter One: A New World Rises
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Captain Bigs Darkligther (AN: Totally not stolen I swear!) paced along his Magitek ship, the New Momergil, in agitation. The New Multiverse Government’s counterpart in this Multiverse, the New Multiverse Patriots, had managed to combine the resources of several worlds in an act of defiance against the EPC, attempting to rally opposition to it. In response, the NMG had sent his ship and a great fleet accompanied with several superweapons, most of them with the ability to depopulate galaxies several times over or worse. He had substantial ground forces with him as well, billions upon billions of Zerg and Tyraninds enclosed in a pocket dimension.
His mission was to help the EPC subdue the rebels, then betray them once the Withering had started, taking the worlds for the NMG and extracting as much money, pleasure, and energy from them. He had other ideas, however. There were many ‘closet idealists’ in the NMG forces, people who believed that the purpose of the organization should be to unite the resources, technology, skills, and energies of the various worlds of the Multiverse in an attempt to increase the sum of happiness for all sentient beings. He was one of them.
“Have the failsafes been disabled, Alvin?”
“Yes, Captain. How goes the secret transmissions?”
“They’re going well. Diplomatic officers Thor and Anja have managed to get them to agree to a joint attack on the EPC Fleet we’re supposed to reinforce just as soon as we get to their location. Which should be about-“
They emerged into realspace, where the EPC Fleet was hovering above a beautiful green world. The explosions began almost immediately. The New Momergil began shooting machine incapacitation beams at the best ships, in order to secure as much war material for their future rebellion.
After the quick victory, he met with his counterparts from the NMP, Admirals Lorena and Sylvester.
“That went too well”, said Lorena, brushing aside her brown hair to get it out of the way. “Is it that Withering thing?”
“I think so”, said Sylvester, a thoughtful look in his eyes. “The Boarding Parties we sent to the ships found only mounds of dust inside, explaining the lack of opposition and corroborating what Captain Bigs said about the retconned history.”
“I still don’t like it. Maybe our good defector has something to say?”
“Merely this: I share your suspicions about this battle. My former superiors shouldn’t be this easy to dupe. They’re genre savvy enough to place a trap when we least expect it and-“
Suddenly, a light shone out from the planet’s surface. A brown beam of light that brought a feeling of disgust to all that looked upon it, bringing memories of the most disgusting things they ever saw into the forefront.
A light that in the retconned history imposed upon the Mirror Multiverse, represented the first of the Suetelluvians: Celebrian.
“AND SHE WILL LAST FOR MILLENIA!”
“LAA-ST FOR MILLE-NIA!”
Ground cameras focused on the planet would have recorded a gigantic tomb opening up in the northern hemisphere, where a shape that looked like the infamous Character Replacement can be seen in the cloud of mist-at least they thought it was mist- that emanated from the doors. Giant black sticks with legs began swarming out of the structure, transforming the region into a disgusting hellscape that would have done Slaneesh proud.
The oceans and rivers turned into bodily fluids unmentionable in polite conversation, the forests assumed shapes that the mind instantly blocked out, the animals received unrealistically large body parts while the sentients were turned into orcs to join the Suetelluvian’s existing retinue. Worst of all, however, was that the largest of all the black sticks were able to fly up into the air, with every indication that they intended to reach the ships orbiting above them.
Captain Bigs hesitated for a moment, then said: “Fire!”