~ two

Timepiece walks from the landed ship with Gunner freed behind, watching the turning spires with suspicion ~

Timepiece - "They're all from lost worlds, everything we can find about them is extinct, and from across the galaxy, and we searched for years.  Planets are destroyed in a path until the path runs out, and then a black hole destroys the system and then ... another path appears."

She looks out over the field, the line well held but overgrowing, vines cropping over and through.  "These are the ghosts of all their biospheres at once.

Voiced over as the Alien God circles with Mars  "Remnant gods of the galaxy, that survive without worship."

The Alien strikes, blocked and a swing kick, the alien lifts a leg and catches it between with a hard twist.  Punches down full force to the side ribs.  

Mars grabs his own leg and fling twists hard like a lever to pry, twisting the alien back, and as the alien turns to he's leaping directly for more.
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The Boy - Takes a piece, the board getting dry for both.  "The ones who are disloyal get shaken off this way, in the winds of my travel."

nameless - Trying not to laugh, "I'm fighting it."

The Boy - "Fighting what ?"

nameless - "Nothing.  Do go on."

The Boy - Looking behind the nameless at his own line forming, then a bit of honest wonderment as a spire sweeps over, "All of this will join.  But how was it for you ?  How did you form such alliances.  They say you were a conqueror."

nameless - Takes a piece ... "Well ... after a while we just ran out of people with a problem.  Been mostly peaceful ever since."

The Boy - "You mean you have no enemies because you wiped them all out."

nameless - "Well.  They started it.  They were like you !  Too used to winning.  You should never have let me take you into my world."

The Boy - As the predatory beasts of the zoo circle in examination, as though sizing potential prey, "Then you are a ruler of Hell."

nameless - "Some say.  But this one's yours."  He kicks a piece off the board with his own.  "So what happened to the little boy ?"

The Boy - A laugh.  "Suicide.  His vessel left unwanted, in the asylum."

nameless - ... "That's too bad.  Could have had a better ending."

The Boy - "I don't think so.  That means by human law he's here of course, 'Hell Keeper'."

nameless - "I like to think of myself as a librarian.  This is just wing in the occult section."  Moves a piece.  "These were beautiful worlds once.  And everyone's got the right to be."

The Boy - Smiles.  Flips a piece off the board.  "Even if I can't beat you, I'll still take your world."

nameless - He holds a piece over the board ... looks at The Boy.  "Ohhh ... so it's on then ? Well.  The plan is to release them from their forgetfulness."  He places the piece.

The Boy - "And do you believe they will all ... instantly join you ?"

nameless - "I think many gods will die today.  But it's still the right thing to do."  Moves a piece, "And ... it's done."

The Boy - "Predictable."  Moves a piece.  "Check."

nameless - "Are you sure ?"

The Boy stares ... he stares back.  A smile, he moves. 

nameless - "Check !"

The Boy - "That's not ... "  He looks it over, then at the nameless.

nameless - "My world.  My rules.  They say you can die here.  Prepare."  Overhead a spire locks in place.  The Boy looks up as the world shakes with the mass of it's stoppage.

Diver Deep emerges first from the cloud, then Hector and Sally.  The Orson, Jim's Riverboat rolling on the other side.  The Nautilus, Decibel bursting out at speed, the Amazon bikers on the ground, then the Turtle Walkers, with Sanctuary's army beneath.

Another spire stops, shaking the world.

The dinosaurs work their ways in from the sides, hissing and returned with this opposing biosphere.  Xquic aims her rifle from the Orson rigging while Lieu Hanh spots, the main guns turn in their vagueness of repair.

(0:45)

The decks line across with crew aiming, the same on the riverboat, rolling on its wheels.  The last spires locks in place lock in place as more of their number show as far as can be seen, all recognizable.

While piece after piece is knocked from the chessboard.

(1:10)

The last spire locks, they charge with the Creation formed behind them, immediately reaching swathes at the front with its sword.  Battle on.

Amid the rush it's true many old gods realize themselves, looking around as most others mindlessly charge, but not so much as to matter at first.  But those with the one who fought Mars do join with, as do others who remember to respect them.

~ Their game continues in the center of it all, the winds of war blowing all but their pieces.

Broad sweeps with the sword from the creation handle the overgrowth between strikes on larger beasts, Amazons swarm in waves avoiding their steps, cutting away as they do on what's manageable.

(1:58)

Nocturne - Leaning on a wall next to the beast, annoyed.  "I have no idea why I'm here."

Beast - "Seriously."

Nocturne - "Hey aren't you literally the devil himself ?"

Beast - "What of it then ?"

(2:13)

She gives a look of war  as their fists begin to fly.

The boy sweeps the board away in a rage, slams his fists on the table and begins to grow as he absorbs the biosphere.  While in space the beast is triggered, flexing throughout in a rage and balancing its field, as seen by the rippling stars around it.

With him nameless grows as well in kind, absorbing is world as these battle take place upon their forms.  Warping the fields around them, armies charging across their shoulders and clashing at the meeting fists.

In space a black hole appears in the creature's rage, on the field any attempt for control is met with a fist, every fear The Boy feels making the creature's defense mechanism worse.

They've now enveloped the fields entirely, beyond all size with the armies roaring across their backs topologically as they wrestle, the nameless finally putting him down.

A hard down punch to the face, as in space the black hole draws the struggling creature in.  Beating it down, until collapses back into the land.  The creature flails to escape as the stars are blotted by ships passing.

As the black hole begins to close, "Prepare."  A launch of a single missile from The Revenge, a massive flash from the last of the closing hole.

While nameless kneels in a field, fast growing with forgotten life.  In our world people wake, crews from their slumber, Nocturne just rolls over.  

The nameless stands watching it grow, cane sliding from his sleeve, his armies disappearing.

~ for my predecessor, about whom I knew very little except that he was probably the surliest old bastard I ever knew ~

Final credits as the alien hell becomes something else, and their gods recovering themselves.  Their ghosts reuniting amid trees growing, old Midwich vines taking healthy color and sprouting, and then he's gone, leaving the boy as he was seen in the distance behind among the many gods remembering who they are.

(after credits)

Two - In the after credit dark whispering into Aesculapius' ear.  "Still want to know ?  My Lord ... Aesculapius ?"  A giggle and a bite.

Aesculapius - Staring at the first as she works him hard, truly loving her with that one tear in his eye, as though it were the first ever shed.  "I lied.  It's all I ever see since since I watched my father's mind die.  But I still want you whisper it to me anyway, while."  He looks to the servicing one at his groin.

The third pulls away while the second looks up at the first before leaning into his ear telling him all while Aesculapius stares back at first before closing his eyes and arcing back, lost in the rapture.  

 

She kisses his throat before pulling back fast and slitting it to black.  Fading back in, she looks to the doorway with a smile, the outline of Arsinoe's completed armor in the light, "My queen."

Arsinoe approaches the throne, running her hand across the age smoothed rests and over the soft red back before sitting with pleasure.  She sits as the ladies approach her waiting smile, ready to please and serve.

Fade out as she reaches to the first leaning in for a kiss.

Arsinoe - In a whisper, "Thank you." 

The sound of three light giggles.