Story of K: An Infinite Golden Light (Sci Fi Action) (Space Fiction) (Robot Fiction) (3 page)

Funeral Pyre

Two brothers - both warriors of incredible power and made
even stronger with the strength of their own dead brothers of yore – were now
humbled, belittled, and broken. Their only joy now was the disquieting
stillness of the black space that surrounded them. The silence was a
mercy. Their bodies were shielded from and accustomed to the complete
lack of heat, but their opponent brought them warmth...and destruction.

They floated on, broken things they were. The twin
sons of K'OS, brought so low and by what - a mere Builder. Like all Builders he
was born with no name, indistinct from the other Builders except that he had a
twin brother and on the Rotkennk living planet, K'OS - the sire of K and Xen,
that made him special. Vicious experiments were performed during these
rare twin occurrences to test the limits of Rotkennk power and ability.
This experiment was taken too far and this Rotkennk Builder that now
styled himself as Gold was far too powerful.

He smiled and surveyed the vacuous battlefield. His
handiwork had offered him amusement. Masked Ones broken at his own whims.
Never in his life did he imagine this for his future. For a mere
Builder like himself to accomplish such a feat was unheard of, but could he
call himself a Builder anymore?
No
, he thought,
I'm so much
more now
. He could only think of himself as the strongest in the universe
at this point.

No force could withstand the Masked Ones and yet he
shattered them easily enough.

These were K'OS' favored sons and prime warriors he sent out
to conquer in his name, but that didn't mean they would be the last. With
a planet's worth of resources under his control the giant ruler would spare no
expense to fix this slight and Gold knew he needed to be prepared.

He still had more than enough energy at his disposal, his
stores seemed to constantly replenish themselves as long as he didn't
completely deplete them, but his limitations seemed to keep expanding so he
wasn't sure what his current limit was. He looked over at the bodies of
the Masked Ones, strewn about space in pieces. Gold's rapid and numerous
energy barrages had ripped them both apart especially Xen. They weren't
dead however and Gold wanted to finish the job. He wanted nothing to remain
of them once he was done.

Gold flared his energy aura and concentrated the flow into
his hands. He still had trouble focusing his energy, but he had so much
of it that it didn't seem to matter. He laughed to himself and basked in
the amazing feel of his aura. So much warmth and other things he couldn't
describe. He looked around for both brothers, almost losing them
completely in the blackness of space. He wasn't used to being out here,
but he would be. His power would carry him across the universe to
wherever he wanted and he would do whatever he wanted. Power meant
complete freedom.

He found Xen's body and aimed his hand. Xen's mask,
Darcell, had separated from the Rotkennk warrior and was nowhere in sight.
That chilled Gold for some reason. Why, he didn't know. If
the sentient mask was nothing with its owner then why would it pose a threat
without him? Gold wasn't satisfied yet. He flexed his voice via
telepathy.

Gold: "I do believe that you told me that I'd make a
deathly mistake that would prove to be my undoing. An interesting
prediction...Xen, but not an accurate one. You've made the critical
mistake and that mistake was underestimating me."

Xen: "Sure rub it in why don't you. Hahahaha, yes
I have made a rookie mistake and I can't say that it feels good to be in such
bad shape. But..."

Gold: "But? What else can there be Masked
One?"

Xen: "Your defeat, of course. You haven't won yet
and my brother and I still have the advantage."

Gold scoffed at that.

Gold: "Advantage? What advantage? You're
all but dead, only alive because I allow it for right now."

Xen: "But alive nonetheless. When I called you
green I meant it."

Gold: "I've had enough of this. You and your
brother will burn."

Xen: "Haha
cough
hahahaha. What brother...?"

Gold made the realization and looked panicked as he whipped
his head around looking for K.

Gold: "Where is he? I've lost him. No
matter. You're still here Xen, and your life is now forfeit."

K: "Shade."

Gold didn't think it possible for the black space to become
blacker, but it did. He launched the full fury of his golden blast at Xen
before it was too late. He had no way to tell if the blast hit or not.
It had not exploded and became lost in the encroaching darkness.
Gold flared his aura out to combat the darkness and managed to clear it
away, but not without a great expense of effort and energy. They were
gone, the both of them, and not because of his efforts either. That he
knew, he felt it.

There was a storm in the distance. Gold snapped to attention
to face it. It wasn't too far off. He gathered as much energy as he
could and blasted off towards it leaving a golden trail in his wake.
Lightning and plasmaspheric wind obscured whatever was at the eye of the
storm and when Gold got too close he was halted by the Masks of his fallen
opponents.

Gold: "Child's play. I have no problem breaking your
toys Masked Ones."

Gold dashed at the Masks and threw a series of punches and
kicks at the surprisingly nimble creations. They dived, dipped, and
dodged his attacks and flew off into the dark recesses of space leaving only
Gold and this widening storm. The storm now had a different feel to it.
Before it seemed conservative, small, and timid, but now it was angry and
voracious.

Gold: "No more of this. BE GONE!"

Gold release a stream of golden light into the eye of the
storm and produced a large golden explosion. The space around rippled
with more solar wind and heat that was quickly dispersed leaving only a grisly
image.

There was a new opponent on the battle field. Some sort of
beast, but it looked to be Rotkennk.

Gold: "What the hell are you Monster?"

The Eye of the Storm

The storm had subsided and in its wake left a disquieting
stillness. There had once been three figures fighting this momentous
battle that hardly a planet could contain. They were ungodly or divine
creatures, depending on the watcher's perspective, with unfathomable
destructive potential. Now, however, there was only one member of this
powerful Rotkennk race floating in space. He stared, with his golden fire
fueled eyes, to where the storm had been, at a horrid beast of unknown origin.

Gold: "What in the hell are you monster?"

The beast hovered where the storm once was. It was
twice the size of K'OS' sons, the Masked Ones, who both stood at roughly ten
feet tall while transformed. It stayed still and seemed to be surveying
Gold. Gold waited for the monster to make a move.

Gold: "I cannot take much more of this. One of us
will die now or later. I won’t wait any longer."

Gold flared up his aura and condensed it as much as he
could.

Gold: "I must make this hurt."

He boosted himself forward with as much force and speed as
he could muster in an effort to take the beast unawares.

The beast barely reacted and moved itself slightly out of
Gold's path with no effort at all. Gold glided by it in shock. Once
he passed it he saw that it was visibly angered and alert. Its tall horns
which were previously set against its chest were now raised upwards. Its
mask was a skull with six enflamed eyes and horns on the side of its head that
jutted upwards crookedly. Past its feet a tail swung about almost
playfully, but most likely from pure excitement. Nothing about this beast
was playful especially when one considered the wicked black blade that
stretched forth from the end of its tail.

Gold: "That was good creature, but now you've made me
angry."

Gold launched a huge energy globule that he had been
charging, at the creature. It was swatted away effortlessly by the monster.
Gold launched another one, this time faster, but the creature skewered it
with its tail and devoured the projectile with an impossibly huge monstrous
mouth.

Gold: "I don't know what you are, but I have more where
that came from. Feast on this!"

Gold brought forth a grid of nine spherical projectiles in
front of himself. As he charged them the spheres grew larger and larger
until they nearly begin to touch one another.

Gold: "Yes! That's it. Charge, charge,
charge!"

The creature didn't make a move. It merely stared at
Gold looking angry yet fascinated.

Gold: "Hehehe. That's fine, make it easy for me.
Three by three barrage!"

The spheres from the grid exploded forth shooting rapid fire
projectiles towards the creature. The projectiles exploded upon making
contact with it, but Gold didn't stop there. He continued to shoot forth
these projectiles from the grid even after the initial explosion.

Gold: "Just like the other two. Nothing escapes
my fiery golden light. Hah-"

A swift energy pulse rippled past Gold and would've crashed
into him had he not dodged at the last second. His hand was not so lucky
and was burned and felt numb from the brief contact.

Gold: "That was a different sort of energy. It
was blue. Could it have been Positron?"

His thoughts were interrupted when another blue pulse came
at him. He was ready this time and made sure to dodge it completely.

The monster was unmoved and looked to be pointing its horns
in Gold's direction.

Gold: "Those aren't horns they're cannons! Ok so
you weren't moved by that attack? We'll just have to add more
power."

Gold created six grids, like he had done before in his
battle with Xen, and sent them to surround the beast. He flew closer to
get the most out of charging them. A grid was placed below the monsters
feet, above its head and to all four sides around it. Since it had
decimated Xen so well earlier Gold now had a name for it.

Gold: "You won't survive this, Murder Cube!"

The sheer volume and speed of the golden projectiles had
completely obscured Gold's view of what was happening, but he knew that the
monster was being ripped to shreds and burned inside of that cube of death.
There was no way out, Xen had learned that the hard way.

BOOOOM!

An even larger explosion had sent the energy orbs scattering
throughout the cosmos. This wasn't of Gold's doing, he knew. Before
he could think, something was upon him and grabbing him by his throat roughly,
crushing much of the life out of him. The beast's grip had no give to it.
Gold felt helpless as he tried to kick his way free to no avail.
His own physical strength was nothing in comparison to this mad beast.
Its fiery yellow skull bore down upon Gold like the sun, huge and hot,
and was nearly half the size of Gold's body. Its voice boomed in Gold's
mind.

Creature: "Weak. Weak! Weak.
Weak!"

The creature had two voices, one slow and ponderous the
other quick and erratic. Gold hadn't heard either voice before.
They then spoke in tandem.

Creature: "To waste such power on you was a mistake.
You are not worthy."

Gold: "What are you creature?"

Creature: "Not weak. Rotkennk."

Gold: "You are them, the Masked Ones? You
brothers are more terrifying than I had imagined."

The giant Rotkennk creature flexed its claws down on Gold.
Even whilst being strangled Gold didn't let his newfound bravado die away.

Gold: "But nothing I can't handle."

Gold flared his aura up and summoned forth as much power as
he could. The creature's hold on his throat tightened however and it
grabbed his left arm.

Gold: "More POWER!!!"

His powerful aura had now surrounded both him and the
creature. Tiny wisps of smoke were rising from the creature's body and
became bigger and more numerous the longer the creature held him. The
monster didn't flinch however and it didn't hesitate either. With minimal
effort it ripped the arm from Gold's shoulder socket. Gold screamed out
in pain and though realistically not even he could hear anything thanks to the
vacuum of space that surrounded him, his voice rang out clear as day. The
Builders were the most biotic organisms on K’OS and so Gold bled briefly until
the nanites quickly stopped the blood loss and offered him some pain relief.

The monster still held him tight by his other arm, the one
he was glad that he still had. It pulled him closer much faster than he
could react to and into one of its massive knees. Thanks to the pain,
Gold was losing much of his concentration and his aura began to fade.
Because of that he caught the full fury of the monster's knee thrust.
Before he could fully contemplate this new pain, the beast kicked him
upwards of his current direction. He was left to his own devices, but was
losing consciousness fast. If there were anywhere to fall or any gravity
to help the process he would've done so already, but all he could do now was
float. He waited for the end, but it was taking a lot longer than it
should have.

Gold: "I...I (coughing)...I am a fool. My power
led to my doom, but I was the one that hastened it."

He could still summon power, but now he was tired. The
experiments performed on him by the Overmind's had taken their toll, escaping
had taken its toll, running had taken its toll, and fighting with the Masked
Ones had taken its toll. If he were somehow able to survive this fight
what did he have left for him? He could see nothing, but more of this
pain and destruction in his future, more of this dogged pursuit of his very
power and he didn't want more of that. Maybe it was the timid Builder in
him that craved to be able to create and to not be the cause of destruction.

Gold: "I honestly had fun with this...this power.
It is accursed that much is certain, but...being able to outmatch the
Masked Ones was a joy."

He called out to the Rotkennk beast telepathically.

Gold: "Monster, you who are what remains of the
Rotkennk brothers Xen and K! Face me! Finish me! No more of
this farce, you have had your fun. Now end this!"