Chapter XVIII - Just Another One of Those Days… ~Mazzic

Mazzic awoke and immediately know something was wrong.

Standing and flexing his muscles he heard a semi-metallic voice ring through the outer hull of the Spectrum:

“Whoever you are, stand still - we will collect you shortly.”

Wondering who this was he calmly waited and got a good look out the window next to where he stood. The only conclusion that he could formulate was that it was beautiful.

His thoughts were soon interrupted by a pair of tall grayish aliens with strange devices on their wrists which had glowing blue blades coming from them.

"You are under arrest for not complying with the Conclaves orders! You will now come with us and join your companions in a nice...cozy stasis cell."

"Heh, catch me if you can, alien."

Mazzic quickly flipped over their collective heads and dashed into the darkness of the corridor. As he slipped into the shadows and allowed his natural ability to blend in with his surroundings to take affect, he watched as the strange beings pass by.

Both aliens stopped, as they could no longer see him and began to search with their psychic ability. Unfortunately they had no time to do this as Mazzic's gloved hands plunged through their shields and continued out through the other side of their strange pebbly skin.

As they dropped to the ground he walked further along the corridor and stepped into an alcove which he though may be a bathroom. Well he was wrong, it wasn't a bathroom but it did contain a well known figure to him. Kicking Kyanosa he said loudly, "Hey what happened here??"

Kyanosa woke up and rubbed his head, "MAN, that guy has some fist...Mazzic! I haven't seen you for like...umm...a month!"

"Yeah, a very peaceful and quiet month at that, but what happened here? Some big Grey alien guy with some blue energy swords attacked me, saying that I had disobeyed some Conclave thingy."

"Did they have mouths?"

"No."

"Legs that bent kinda backward at the knee?"

"Yes."

"And were they kinda like pebbly skinned?"

"Yes."

"Oh, they are just Protoss. Some guy named the Markior helped us destroy Havering back on Zolott before you arrived. He died, but he's kinda cool like that so I'm sure he didn't mind...you know, he DID save the multiverse. But anyway...He was a Protoss, at least partially, maybe he was only a leader of some kind, But..."

"I would assume that."

Mazzic cut off Kyanosa's reply and shoved him further into the shadows. Two larger Protoss walked past the entrance to their hallway, apparently in search of the ones who had come in earlier. Mazzic hurriedly whispered to Kyanosa,

"Alright, we have to get out of here FAST! I killed two of their buddies and I don't think that they will like that very much. Don't talk just show me the way out...the back way out if possible."

"But I..."

"JUST DO IT."

Kyanosa crept to the edge of their hiding place and looked at his hands.

*Oh well I guess I should have something to protect myself with...*

His arm turned bright white and a sword appeared in his hand, smiling triumphantly he swirled it about in the air. Unfortunately the two Protoss also were stomping their way triumphantly (at least they seemed triumphant - it's kinda hard to tell when there are no real facial expressions).

Mazzic swore and his hands flashed white, energy building around his knuckles he dashed toward the Protoss and appeared to run straight through them. As they felt multiple blows landed on them he turned and smote them the same way he had taken care of the other two.

"Damnit, Kyanosa, why do you always manage to do that?"

He heard a muffled response, turned and saw Kyanosa caught up in the arms of a giant Dragoon. Sighing he looked at the ground and smiled slightly as he saw one of the dragoons smaller appendages lying on the ground, leaking bluish fluid.

*Oh well I guess I had better go with him, though I don't really know why, It might be a bad thing to see Kyanosa get killed this early in our adventure.*

"You will come with us NOW, or your friend will be...annihilated."

"Alright, alright, I'll go with you, Jeez"

The Dragoon called to the other Protoss, "Bind him, and make sure he doesn't escape."

"Yes, Sir."

Kyanosa managed a shrug and a grin which clearly meant: Isn't this exciting!! I can't wait to see what will happen!

Exasperated, Mazzic continued to follow his captors without protest.

It was just another one of those days.