The Greek Hunt (Private, Flashback) Sept 10, 2015 22:27:12 GMT
Post by Citrine on Sept 10, 2015 22:27:12 GMT
GREECE: THREE YEARS AGO
One Year. That was how long it had been since Citrine had run from the caravan of fellow gems that had come to colonize this planet. In that entire time, she had not once left the sparse forests of the country that she and her fellow gems had ended up in. She knew they were likely to search for her, so she stuck to wandering the forests aimlessly. If she followed no set path, it would make it harder for them to find her. And, if they did find her, she would surprise them with the powers she had kept hidden from them. She sighed softly. Why did they choose her to colonize this planet...it was so beautiful..she didn’t want to see this planet fall to the same fate as every other planet they had visited up until now. By comparison, even the homeworld paled in comparison to earth. She refused to allow that to happen to this beautiful planet. So, she ran. She knew it was foolish. She knew it was likely to end with the homeworld finding a way to end her permanently. And, while the thought of going up against the homeworld made her heart jump into her throat..the thought of letting them get away with..whatever they had done to all of the other planets here..it filled her with so much anger.
She clenched a fist, shadows emanating from her palm as she ground her teeth. “No. They won’t have this planet. Not if I have anything to say about it.” She spoke aloud, seemingly to steel her own resolve. She was zoned out, and as a result, didn’t see the bubble until she walked right into it, staggering back a bit, her eyes clearing up as the shadows vanished. She blinked as she looked into the translucent bubble. It was surrounding a crumbling ruin...and yet all of the creatures surrounding it seemed to ignore it. This was made by a very strong gem. She could feel the disruption caused by the bubble. There was something inside of it...she was going to find out what it was. So, taking quite deep breath, she placed her left hand on the bubble, watching as a section of the bubble turned first to silver, then to gold before opening.
She lowered her hand slowly as she walked into the bubbled ruin, her head snapping back as she heard it close again, turning a deep blue now. Reflexively,, she summoned her shield, the raven black saw blade looking weapon being clutched in her hand as she moved forward, listening for any change in the sound of the area, her shield in front of her to block any oncoming attacks. She managed to walk all the way to the door of the ruin, lowering her shield as she placed a hand against the door, reading the ancient message written on the door. "By shield or by sword..By arrow or by magic..to enter this temple, you must prove your strength...What does that even mean..?" She asked as she heard a hissing noise, causing her to whirl around, lifting her shield up, only just managing to block a gout of acid, whipping her arm to the side as she looked onto her opponent. It was a lion looking creature, with mandibles like an insect. It was slightly creepy, but what scared her even more was that it had a gem in its forehead that looked terrifyingly similar to her own. She stood her ground however. This was her challenge. She was to defeat this corrupted gem through any means necessary. This was going to be difficult. Not only did it have the physical strength of a lion, it had what appeared to be razor sharp mandibles, and had demonstrated the ability to emit caustic goo from its mouth. She had to think this through, very carefully. She started to slowly circle the creature, never turning away from it, its eyes following her as she held her free hand to the gemstone in her throat, the thing glowing golden before emitting another shield. She swiftly morphed it into its cutlass form. If she was going to fight this, she wouldn’t be able to do so with just her shield. She’d need a cutting edge to fight it off with.
She might have been ready to fight, but it also seemed that the creature was sick of waiting for her to make the first move. The moment her weapon finished transforming, the corrupted gem barreled towards her at an extreme speed, slashing at her with its claws, which found purchase against the metal of her shield. She swore to herself, digging her feet in as she braced herself, pushing against the corrupt creature, pushing it back and lowering the shield to slash at it with her cutlass, only just nicking the creature as it was launched backwards. Yet, she still drew blood. She lifted her shield again, taking up a defensive stance as the creature rose to its feet again, its gem glowing as it started to hiss again. She took a few steps back, preparing herself for anything. The creature dashed at her again, but rather than slashing at her with claws, or biting at her with its mandibles, it launched a glob of caustic goop. She didn’t know what it could do. Having only a split second to react, she rolled to the right, the ball of goop only narrowly missing her! She popped back up to her feet almost immediately, dismissing her shield before taking up her cutlass in both hands, thankful for the longer than average handle. She dashed forward, slashing at the creature again, the steel of her weapon screeching against its mandibles as it attempted to catch it within them, only narrowly missing, causing the tip of her sword to dig into its eye, cutting it open and wounding it heavily! The beast made a sound halfway between a hissing screech and a roar, staggering back as it shook its head. This was her chance. She held up a hand, light and darkness gathering in the palm. She took aim, pointing her palm directly into the opening between the mandibles..and fired! A beam of mixed light and solid shadows launched from her hand, acting as a spear, hitting just above her mark, slamming into the space between its eyes. That turned out to be enough, as the body surrounding the gem vanished into smoke. She dashed forward, quickly bubbling up the gem before it could regenerate. She sighed in relief as the bubble vanished, turning to face the door as she heard the stone scrape against stone, opening on its own as she reverted her cutlass to a shield.