The Renegade: Chaos and Caldarius
Rogue Chaos- The Renegade: Chaos and Caldarius
Caldarius’ assault frame had just finished recharging itself and now, the shock trooper was not only ready for combat, but also knew what was coming for both him and the other five Battleborn that assisted him as he heard Jailer Hylis prepare to close in on them. “I guess if you want something killed right, you gotta kill it yourself! Get ready Caldarius, I’M COMING FOR YOUR F*CKIN HEAD!!” That just got mixed reactions from everyone, but the shock trooper just grunted and responded with the first remark that came to his mind.
“Hmm, what happened to taking me alive?” He mocked, looking up at one of the windows where he saw a Jennerit fightership closing in. One which he recognized as the Jailer’s personal ship.
“SCREW THAT!! YOU’RE GOING BACK TO TEMPEST IN A SHOEBOX!!!” He screamed, crashing through the upper window and knocking himself through two of the turrets that were set up around the core.
“My god, this guy is anything but handsome.” Whiskey Foxtrot smirked as he aimed his weapon at him. However, the first few shots he fired didn’t even land a scratch on him. “What the fu-?” It was then that Discord noticed the beams being emitted from a few of the thrall that served as Hylis’ guards and conjured the energy glove that Reyna would use to mark the targets. Pointing them out to Sweetie Bot and Benedict as they proceeded to fire rockets at those thrall.
“It’s just like with the conservator!! Those thrall are shielding Hylis… my god, this is getting old.” Kleese groaned, shaking himself awake before he got back on the comline and spoke up to the team. “Discord has the right idea. Take out the guards before you focus on Hylis! And watch out for his minigun! That thing from the looks of it can also serve as a missile launcher.”
“Seriously? If it’s not one thing, it’s another. Soon we’re going to be seeing swords that are guns or something like that,” Benedict sighed. Until he saw Discord smirk and equip what looked like a pair of yellow shotgun gauntlets to smash one of the guards faces into the ground. “Okay, I take that back. That one was awesome.”
“Pay attention!!” Caldarius snapped, just as he had to yank Benedict by his feet so he was out of the way of Hylis’ incoming attacks. “Don't be such a bird brain!” A laugh track was heard around them.
“Oh come on! I was going to say that!... Fine, but I won't be a chicken.” Groans all around. “Ugh!!”
“Hm… intriguing… the Draconequus’s-”
“Discord!” Ghalt corrected as he shot another Thrall.
“... Discord's strange abilities are still at work, even when he's in combat. Almost as if he subconsciously see another dimension… probably one around losers on their computers and phones with forums on a kids show meant for girls.”
“Here!! Have some useless crap I found!!!” Whiskey Foxtrot shouted upon firing off a few rounds of the flak cannon attached to his gun along with the sticky grenade launcher on his hand as it blew up one of the guards to bits. “All units, be advised! I killed someone stupid!!!”
“I got the other!” Benedict replied, firing a rocket at the other guard, which also exploded. “Boom! And that’s why they call me Colonel Sanders!” Everyone stared at him awkwardly… followed by one of the Thrall booing at him. “Okay! Who keeps doing this!?”
“Probably Discord.” Caldarius answered
“That was that guy.” Discord accused and pointed at another Thrall. Who was soon shot down by Whiskey Foxtrot shortly afterwards, causing Hylis’ shield to power down in the process.
“Shields are down! Take him out!!” Ghalt ordered as everyone focused their fire on the jailer. Hylis jumped up to the top balcony and began to fire at them from his stance. Unfortunately, everyone noticed him making a break for it and readied themselves to fire back, blasting the jailer outside. Discord soon disappeared, teleporting himself and Sweetie Bot outside as everyone else either ran out on foot or soared through the broken windows to catch up with the fleeing Jailer. Not until he used his minigun to call in a mortar strike.
“Fleeing from us?” Caldarius mocked “And I thought we were the weaker ones.”
“SHUT UP!!!” Hylis yelled back. “I'll kill ya! I'll kill ya until you're dead!” A small click and several missiles flew in onto their locations. However, some of the missiles did not explode. Everyone seemed confused, except Benedict, who swallowed a couple for ‘safe keepings’, but Discord knew what this was… He had seen it before.
“Look out!!” Discord cried out as electricity began to surge. These rockets in reality, were actually warp anchors… and Hylis was using them to call in reinforcements.
“KILL THEM ALL AND BRING ME THEIR HEADS!!”
“My stomach!” Benedict yelled, puking the missiles he swallowed.
“Damn it!” Ghalt yelled. “Turn those anchors into scrap metal-.”
“Activating EMP pulse.” Sweetie Bot said. She let out a large, electrical Shockwave that destroyed the warp anchors… and everyone's hair poofing up. Including Benedict as his feathers were all standing on end.
“Ah come on, I just had this fixed a few weeks ago!” Whiskey yelled, now with an afro as it make his helmet pop off.
“Very swanky.” Discord replied, now with a long, white goatee. Taking a chance with the distraction, he took Whiskey’s helmet and threw it at Hylis, the sharp ends scarring the Thrall’s face and making him flinch in pain and suffering.
“OWW, you son of a b-.”
“LANGUAGE!!” The Draconequus cut him off, looking at Caldarius as he readied his blaster. “Oh right… your turn now?”
“Why yes… yes it is…” Caldarius smirked, aiming his blaster at the head of the defenseless thrall and readied himself as his metal fingers began to circle around the trigger.
“No, wait!! Please, spare me!! I’ll give you anything you want!” Hylis pleaded, “A ship… Three ships… Two and a half?”
“You just went down…” Ghalt pointed out the Thralls mistake as he was sweating bullets.
“I-i’m a haggler?” That turned out to be the Thralls last words as Caldarius fired off his blaster and obliterated Hylis. An announcer spoke, yelling FATALITY! as Caldarius put his weapon away. Shortly afterwards, he was floating as his assault frame was activated as he turned to the group.
“I thank you for the assistance, Deande… You and your friends… Now let me take care of the rest…” The Shock Trooper insisted as he blasted off at the speed of sound. From where they were, Discord conjured another boom box and played a song about how they don't want to close their eyes. The group could see numerous Jennerit ships explode and plummeted to the ground as the Shock Trooper returned, unharmed. “I believe you said something about slaying Lothar Rendain… Please, allow me to help.”
“Holy crap, he was able to destroy the ships!” Whiskey said, slackjawed a little by the sight of all the explosive destruction.
“You’ll hear no argument from me… Come back to the ship everyone, we got a lot more work to do.” Deande replied as the ship she, Kleese and Nova were on were en route to their location for extraction.
After picking up the crew that rescued Caldarius and taking them off of Bliss, Kleese immediately set a course for home base and made sure that Sweetie Bot could keep an eye on Discord for a few hours. Both Benedict and Whiskey Foxtrot proceeded to their respective rooms, albeit, saying how better they are to each other, while Ghalt and Kleese directed the newest member of the Battleborn over to the command center that was established. Inside, Caldarius was able to recognize one familiar face… along with several new ones.
“Deande…” He said, folding his robotic arms as he glanced at the other three people in the room. “I apologize, but I don’t believe I recognize the others who are in the room.”
“It’s alright,” Reyna groaned, resisting the temptation to calling the newcomer a bucket of bolts. “Name’s Reyna Valeria. Leader of the free people of Solus, otherwise known as the rogues. You were fighting alongside one earlier… Whiskey Foxtrot.”
“I’m Mellka,” The Aelfric Eldrid next to her spoke up afterwards when Caldarius recognized one of his comrades from earlier... “I help Ghalt and also represent Eldrid on our new homeworld of Ekkunar.” She then turned her head to the right to the final person that was in the room… and to a sight that Caldarius honestly did not expect.
“You guys woke me up for this? Ehh, I’ve been through worse.” The teenager sighed as she looked back at the Shock Trooper along with her djinn companion behind her. “I’m Shayne and the big guy here is Aurox. We’re part of Reyna’s crew and also… who Discord see’s as his parents.” Before Caldarius could even respond to the last statement, Shayne sighed and interjected in between. “He’s adopted. Don’t ask.”
“Hm… good enough for me.” Caldarius replied. “So I take it that I'm an official member of this mismatched crew?”
“Our goal is to try and get any support we can from the other factions to fight back against Rendain. Even with members of the UPR, Deande and a few of the Jennerit Rebels, The Last Light Consortium, Mellka and the Eldrid and Reyna’s rogues, we as well as the other factions are going to need all the help we can get in order to stop Rendain. Now, I wanted to ask you about two things, Caldarius.” Ghalt replied as he then looked back at him. “First and foremost, would you happen to know anyone that could possibly lend a hand to what we’re fighting for?”
The Shock Trooper thought this over for a minute, before sighing and responding to the captain’s question. “I only know of one possible choice. He was a friend of mine; in the same prison I was held in, before Deande let me escape. In return, I made sure to help him so he could get out too…”
“Hang on… are you talking about who I think you’re talking about?” Deande questioned, only leading to Caldarius displaying a digital projection of who he was referring to.
“If you mean Attikus, then you are correct,” Caldarius replied. “He was a warrior who was forced by the imperium to being treated as, what the rest of you could consider as… a lab rat. I broke him out on the same day I escaped from Tempest. However, finding him will not be easy.”
“Any idea how we can find him?” Reyna asked.
“With some tools, maybe-.” Kleese proposed.
However, the results of that conversation were beginning to change when they noticed Shayne chuckling a little before turning around. “Yeah… Correct me if I’m wrong here… but I think Discord found him first.”
“That sounds highly illogical.” Caldarius grunted.
“Really? Then care to explain what that is?” Shayne asked, pointing her finger out to the hangar bay, where there was an oversized thrall with a blood red gauntlet equipped and Discord was riding on his back with a stetson hat on and shouting out numerous cowboy phrases left and right. “Because given that hologram of yours… I think we found our guy.”
“... How the… right… Draconequus.”
“Honestly, I stopped asking a long time ago.” Reyna sighed, looking at Kleese. “Well, we found him… what the hell do we do now?”
“Let me calm him down. I'm practically his brother… almost.”
While Caldarius was trying to get Attikus situated, Reyna turned to Kleese and then sighed again. “The question was meant for you…”
“I have an idea…” Shayne suggested. “Remember those old recruitment announcements that the UPR try to broadcast and everything? Why not try it here? I think ISIC was already trying to set up a green screen room to do home movies to cure his boredom, so maybe we can try something like that for us? I mean Reyna already was doing some radio broadcasts back when it was just the five of us before Discord came along, so it’s worth a shot right?”
“I guess… but would you really trust ISIC to be the one in charge of this project?” Kleese asked Shayne as she turned around to face the old geezer.
“Would you want to leave him bored and then try to use his new body to murder you in your sleep?” The question from Shayne caused the genius from the LLC to twitch a little in fear as he shook a little. Making the teen smirk as she walked out of the command center. “Yeah… that’s what I thought.”
As the teen left though, one of the members of the LLC happened to enter the room herself. Previously, she was pissed off at Kleese, but when she noticed Caldarius, all her anger was set aside. “Kleese, why didn’t you tell me that we had a new recruit… and a handsome one at that?”
Reyna just raised an eyebrow as she looked at Kleese and Mellka after Phoebe’s tone dramatically changed. “What the hell’s up with her?”
“Apparently, flying death machines are her favorite thing in the universe…” Kleese groaned. “In more ways than one… and yes, I did mean for that to sound dirty.”
“Oh my god, SHUT UP KLEESE!!!”
Back on Tempest, Rendain groaned a little as he had received word of the failures of Jailer Hylis and the numerous mayday calls from the capital ships that had been destroyed. Again, the Battleborn had thwarted his plans for what he had in store for Bliss… but it didn’t mean anything to him. Right now, he was going through the security footage from some of the minions that were destroyed when Deande had stabbed him in the back about a month ago… comparing it to the recent footage of the attempt to initialize a Varelsi portal on Bliss.
Through comparing the footage, he found one similarity. A brave and defiant Eldrid that fought alongside the rest of the Battleborn. This seemed… interesting to him… and gave him a bad idea… a horrible… awful idea. Turning to his Thrall commanders, he gave them a few orders and had one of his servants bring him a communication device. One that used to be known as a “phone” during the old ages. He wasn’t able to reach the one he wanted to talk to… but nevertheless, he still was able to get what he wanted.
As he finished the call and had retrieved himself a glass of wine, he began to laugh maniacally. “So, you want to try and play games with me, little Eldrid… well then… let’s play.”
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Glad you were able to use that line, I got a good laugh at of it.
7272590 Pfft! You got me!
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7272018 Got a question...Discord sees the members of the Rogues and, later, battleborn as well, as family members...which one would phoebe be??
7280097 That... is a good question
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His father's brother's nephew's cousin's former roommate
7280984 ......well, lol. You really had to think that one through
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Spaceballs!
Well what does that make us?
Absolutely nothing.
lol.
Yup shotgun gauntlets. Ya dont fuck wit yang mehehehehe