Calvik staggered back from the sudden attack. It took him no time at all to recover from the shock. He focused on where the abomination layed, only to see it running away. Calvik let out an enraged roar and ran after the fleeing abomination, Men'kaar following close behind. He would kill this disease himself. He could already hear the screams. That pushed him further and- They stopped in their tracks as the air in front of them began to shimmer and gather shadows, until it began to take shape. Into the Hand of Sarkon. [i]"Leave her, she cannot stop the coming darkness. We have what we came for. Return to me,"[/i] he commanded to them both. Why? It was still here, he could still kill it! "[i]But, my liege-"[/i] [i][b]"NOW,"[/b][/i] he bellowed, causing the earth to shake under his anger. Defeated, he bowed. The dark illusion of the Hand of Sarkon disappeared, leaving him and Men'kaar in an empty field. The loud shriek of a Tomb ship filled the air. It stopped a distance from them. He looked back in the direction of where the abomination had fled. He could still see it off in the distance. He turned around and walked toward where the Tomb ship hovered in wait, Men'kaar standing underneath it waiting for him. When he joined his fellow Blade, their bodies turned to ash and was absorbed into the ship. It tore another portal in the air and passed through to the Cruiser above. ------------------------------------------- Grixis stormed through the dark halls of the Cruiser. His anger had reached a point where it would have made Phogoth's rage seem like a child's temper tantrum. He had seen everything through the eyes of his Blades. He thought Xerox insane when she said that she had help from the Guardians of the Last City. But when Calvik picked up her sword, he felt the familiar surge of power. He had returned to his own consciousness at that point. He had been standing in the lower section of the ship on a long walkway, the hull below him was open so he could see the world below him. He glanced down at the open expanse with burning hate before storming out of the room. The hull began to close as he left. He had told Molkir to prepare the Wizards that piloted the ship. She thought they were finally leaving the system. Oh ho, he wasn't done yet. He had made it to the bridge shortly after. Molkir floated by the open door. She noticed him coming and gave a small bow. "[i]My liege, we are ready to leave-"[/i] "Not yet," he told her as he stormed past her and into the bridge. The room was at least forty yards in length and ten yards in width. He couldn't tell how long the room was in height as it looked like it went on forever. Said eternal ceiling practically lit up the entire room with a gloomy yellowish-white light. Floating on its side, above the center of the room was a long, green crystal. There were ten Wizards on both sides of the room. As a group, they could connect their minds to the crystal above them to temporarily make a collective conscious to control the ship. Molkir followed behind him. "[i]What do you plan to do,"[/i] she asked him. He ignored her and instead focused on the collection of Wizards. "Prime the weapon systems, burn the earth below," he commanded to the Wizards. He continued walking at a quick pace to the other end of the room as the crystal above him glowed with activity. He approached the open space at the front of the ship, opening himself to the outside . There was no breeze, as the shields had been raised. The crevices along the Cruiser had begun to glow yellow, showing that it would soon be ready to fire down below. He looked down at the earth. Soon, everything below him would burn. That Knight could run all she wanted to, she would not be escaping the coming death from above.

[b]xerox ran through the woods, she was heading to her jumpship so she could get to the tower to warn them about what she saw, she reaches it and gets in, she puts in the codes and her ship heads to the last city, she looks at her sword with confusion[/b] "No..... I still feel like a creature of darkness..... But why did my sword burn him?....."

A small storm had begun to accumulate in the sky around them as the ship charged it's weapons. A signal that sounded like a bellow of a deep horn went through the bridge, indicating that the ship was at full power. And Grixis didn't waste a second. "Fire!" At his command, the Cruiser rained fire from the eye of the storm. Yellow streaks of pure energy arched downward as they were fired off. Every single beam would split off into several other deadly streaks halfway down before impacting the surface of the planet. The earth burned and the rock cracked apart under the hail of destruction. The barrage continued over the course of an hour, the ship's attacks now spreading out over more of the land than just the area below them. Grixis gave the order to cease the bombardment. He continued to look down at the surface, waiting to see the destruction when the dust settled. When it did, he concluded that the area would be unexplorable. Over a ten mile circumference from the center, the earth was as black as night, magma erupted out of crevices from the rock, and a section of the surface actually jutted out from the ground, making a smaller version of the rock formation on the outskirts of the Ocean of Storms on the Moon. Satisfied that nothing could have survived, he turned to the interior of the ship and walked back inside. "Plot a course to Jupiter," he told to the collection of Wizards. The ship lurched and rose into the atmosphere when he exited the bridge. On the way to the chamber where the Ahamkara skeleton was held, he spotted his Blades: Men'kaar and Calvik approach him. Grixis stopped walking. Both Blades stopped in front of him, then they kneeled before him. "[i]My liege,"[/i] Calvik spoke, "[i]We have returned to you-"[/i] In one motion, Grixis brandished his cleaver and held it against Calvik's neck, the cleaver's edges glowing with the dim light as always. "If you [i]ever[/i], question my orders again, you will serve the same sentence as Alak-Hul did! Do I make myself clear," Grixis spoke, his voice seething with rage. [i]"Yes, my liege."[/i] He stayed there for a few seconds, then returned his sword to his back. The Blades rose from there spots, both parting away as Grixis walked past them. They both followed behind him. After thirty minutes of walking down Hadium encrusted corridors, they reached the chamber where the skeleton was held. He stopped at the edge of the balcony overlooking the massive chamber; Molkir was with him on the balcony also. Grixis, Molkir, Calvik, and Men'kaar looked out at the titanic skeleton. It laid perfectly splayed out on the floor. Here laid the ultimate weapon of their conquest. Everything was going as planned.

[b]xerox barely gets out of the attack range, her ship is still working but she is breathing heavily, darkness streaked with white leaks from her arm[/b] "What is that?"

A young Warlock was reading a book quietly in his ship somewhere over the European dead zone. A sudden beeping on a monitor tore his eyes from his book. He tapped a few buttons and it showed Hive energy readings coming from about twenty miles away. He plotted a course and flew towards it. It would take only a minute to get there as he put on his various armor and weapons.

[b]xerox detects the other ship, she cursed as it was a guardian signature[/b] "Damn it, just what I needed!" [spoiler]her ship is the bane of dark gods[/spoiler]

[spoiler]ok[/spoiler] He found a Tomb ship just as it was leaving through a rip in dimensions and it was carrying something immensely powerful. But another ship was also found. It was parked on the ground in the forest or what's left of the forest. He piloted his ship about half a mile away and hiked towards it. He had his trusty hand cannon on his thigh and Bolt-Caster on his back.

[b]xerox gets ready for a fight, her wound was still bleeding, she ignores at and leaves her ship and waits outside it[/b] "If this is how I die, I'm taking my killer with me.."

Just then he trips over a bush and falls in the clearing where the ship should be. He jumps up and pats himself down and hasn't noticed the Knight. He smooths some wrinkles out of his tunic and then looked up and made eye contact with the Knight.

"If you're here to kill me, get it over with." [b]he sees that her black blood is streaked with white, marking her as light touched[/b]

"You're a Hive yet why do you bled light?" He walked to her and paid no attention to her readying her sword. He got right in front of her and still showed no intention of attacking.

"I guess I've been among you beings of light too long."

"Oh really? Who may I ask were you around?" He began to circle her and write in a journal that seemed to appear out of nowhere.

"Let's see.... A fallen guardian..... A cabal guardian...... My clients....... My lover...... Sometimes the vanguard...... That's all I can remember right now."

He finally stopped walking around her and started sketching her. "Interesting. And why are you here. Is it to stop that tomb ship that just left?"

"A client wanted Intel about what was going on, so he hired me."

His eye's locked on her wound and he put away the journal and began pulling out salves and bandages. "Sit." He told her.

[b]xerox sits down while looking at the cut, it was deep and long[/b]

He took out a canteen of water and gently poured it over the wound. After mopping up any water left he applied a salve in and around the wound. He stitched up the gash and finally wrapped bandages around her arm.

"Thanks for the help, now..... I need to warn the city about what has happened."

"Ok you do that and I'll follow that ship." With that he turned and started walking back to my ship.

"Be careful, the person who was commanding the hive was a guardian.."

He stopped in his tracks and without turning he asked. "Was his name Grixis?"

"I think, that's what the two knights that I fought called him."

He continued again and this time with anger in every step. Void energy blackened the imidate area around him and left a dark trail in his wake.