The story so far:
It didn't make any sense to him.
He knew the cause of this compelling urge.
He knew there was no resisting it.
But he still couldn't believe it all the same.
The Diamond Strands was like the Father he wished he could have.
The Stellar Strands, his Sister.
The Atomic Strands that had simply drowned in Aqua, his Brother.
Aqua was like his newborn Son in the world, unknowing about all the possibilities that life had to offer.
'Lucky for Aqua, Sasha kept a little bit of him seperate from the main body. So he's still living... But just barely.' Goldiamond thought to himself as he trudged along.
He was starting to notice claw marks in the air around him. Two or three at first, but soon they seemed just about everywhere, smelling of burnt Ozone, sewage left to rot in the desert, and simple, utter chaos.
"Sasha... We have company. There aren't many places to hide, so just lay down and pretend that you're dead."
The now twenty five year old woman did as she was told, and laid face down in the desert sand with her arms at random angles.
"Like this?" She asked.
"SHUT UP!" Goldiamond shouted back at her, his empty eye sockets betraying the emotion he was feeling at the moment.
'Ssssso... The Highlander Event hassssn't killed you off after all...' A snake like voice slowly slithered into the air.
"Well, eventually it had to come to this! Why don't you come out of hiding and get this over with!?" Goldiamond shouted, slowly looking around.
'You know as well assss I do, the moment we sssset our sight on one another, we are compelled to fight... I have sssenssssed each of our bretheren fall at your handsss and merge with you. Mussscle, nervessss, veinssss, and blood. The Highlander event isss almossst over!' The voice hissed angrilly. 'AND AT WHAT COSSST!?'
"YOU THINK I DON'T KNOW THE COST OF THESE FIGHTS? THE HEART BREAK IT CAUSES ME WITH EACH BLOW I LAND?" Goldiamond shouted, feeling the fleeting emotions of those who had lost to him flare up for a second.
'Mussst we fight?' The voice asked as if it was hurt. 'Ssshould we not blind ourssselvesss? Fight againssst the very Core who created usss for the ssssingle minded purpossse?'
There was silence as Goldiamond looked around and spotted a bump in the ground slowly making its way towards a slightly aware Sasha.
"Uh... Goldiamond!?" She asked in a barely audible voice.
'Ssso... This one isss alive after all! Ssshame on you Goldy... Keeping one alive isss beyond ssselfisssh! Let me put her out of her misssery!' The voice shouted as the form it belonged to rose up high into the air, blotting out the burning desert sun, tearing up the ground for miles around as the fiery days breezes turned to a frigid nights hurricane.
"IT'Sss TOO LATE HUMAN! P?mu dantamu tirugub??u!" It hissed as ten foot long glass serated fangs slowly wrapped themselves around Sasha's limbs and torso while another aimed itself right between her eyes and straight down her spinal cord.
"SASHA! DAMN YOU! YOU'LL DIE FOR THAT!"
"THAT'Ssss THE SsssPIRIT! REMEMBER ME!? I WASss THE ONE WHO RIPPED OUT THE TOP OF YOUR TRUE LOVESss SssKULL AND SssIPPED FROM IT HER ESSssENSssE! DIE AT THE HANDSss OF THE SssNAKE FANG SssTRANDSss! P?mu dantamu tirugub??u" The Snake Fang Strands hissed as more ten foot long fangs tore through the ground, aimed directly at Goldiamond's newly formed heart.
"I should let you kill me... But I am COMPELLED TO MURDER YOU! Hundert Kugeln Orbit!" Goldiamond shouted as bits and pieces of the diamond muscles, the stellar nerves, and the watery veins rose from his being and gathered together.
"Heh, you alwaysss were one for the dramatic. Oh well!" The Snake Fang Strands laughed as it twisted the billions of fangs into a bat **** crazy twister, that was in a furiously hellish Force Class eleven tornado, that sat in the eye of the Force Class Seven hundred hurricane. "I'll sssimply tear into you worssse then I did your preciousss traveling companion!"
The orbs rose quietly and shot into the massive triple threat of wind, fangs, sand, and hatred. Most of the orbs were ruptured, scattering their payloads throughout the hurricane and waiting for the proper moment to detonate.
"You will never defeat me! I HAVE SsssPENT FAR LONGER CONSssUMING, FAR LONGER GATHERING SssTRENGTH! NOW TASssTE MY FURY!"
The triple threat sucked Goldiamond through the batshit craziest hurricane, the fangs sanding the muscles and bone down to a fine dust.
He was then tossed into the batshit crazier tornado, where his weakened bones snapped and crumpled from the pressures, his nerves torn, his veins seperated, and the poisonous fangs injecting their payloads into his joints.
Goldiamond was thrown into the batshit crazy twister, where he simply was slammed from side to side, from top to bottom before the previous two layers closed in on him, finishing the job with little to no resistence.
The Snake Fang Strands scoffed at how easy the battle had been. "i would have thought he would have put up a more viciousss fight than THAT. Pathetic weakling... Thisss isss why I alwaysss- What have we here!?" She asked herself when the corpse of Sasha seemingly rose up, the fangs tearing against her cold skin with horrifying ease. "I sssenssse that he had not finished the job with at least one of usss. And now this corpse moves of its own Free Will?"
The body shambled forward, its mouth now a grotesque petrified grin that stretched well beyond what could be considered normal.
"Huh... Thisss... Thisss isssn't normal. Usssually, they fall down, and ssstay down. Why am I not doing anything to prevent further catasssprophy?" The Snake Fang Strands asked herself with relative unease. It's answer was given when the payload that the orbs had scattered exploded with enough force to rip a planet to shreds, but simply pulled the triple threat windstorm apart long enough for the corpse to shamble directly into the eye of the batshit crazy twister.
'I shall now rejoin with you Goldiamond, and you shall be the victor...' Aqua whispered inwardly as it flooded out of the open wounds in the corpses body.
"NO! I KILLED YOU! HOW CAN THISss HAPPEN! I WILL NOT ALLOW THI-" The explosions became black hole like implosions, sucking and de-atomizing the various sized fangs that composed the Snake Fang Strands.
"You of all people should know the strength and the power of the Golden Strands in its complete and utter totality! We have consumed trillions of entire Existences, billions of Realities, sipped and slurped up the fabric of centillions of Space-Time Continuities! We are five of the Six Strands, four that were honarbly defeated by the Golden Strands! AND NOW YOU SHALL PAY! Vaira k?rmu?ai, na?cattira ca?kilika?, a?u cuttiyalka?, n?rv?? naka?ka?, ta?ka spiyars: Motta a?ivu caktiy?ka aintu u?k??uka?ai o??umai!" The five voices shouted in unison as the Snake Fang Strands screamed in rage while the corpse smiled one last time.
"Now you see the true pain of the living. And the eternal hatred of the dead. DIE!"
The explosion ruptured shockwaves, shattered the atmosphere, burned and melted the very atoms of the strange desert together like some horrible clashing of glass filled tidal waves, and all together made a very picturesque hellscape of pain and agony for the Snake Fang Strands final moments before her mind shuddered to nothingness.
The glass cracked at the temperture dropped drastically.
The dust that had until recently been Goldiamond, Sasha, and the Snake Fang Strands fell to the ground.
Storm clouds brewed, boiled, and roared unpleasantness all around.
Rain fell as the desert heat returned, boiling the rain into steam, and creating its own gravity well.
The remains gathered together into the form of a man.
His mind formed, delicately like a flower blooming for the first time.
The consciousness was wrapped in a solid gold skeleton.
The skeleton wrapped in pure diamond muscle strands that twisted and joined together.
The muscles grew brightly glowing nerve endings that stretched and spread to the various limbs.
A crystal blue heart slowly formed, the watery aorta shooting upwards and downwards, spreading outwards into ventricles, viens, capilaries and bonding to the diamond muscles, giving them a beautiful skyblue glow.
Then something wonderful happened, beautiful orchid patterened eyes grew into the golden skull, followed by optic nerves that grew into a brain, next came a tounge, then a throat, vocal chords, lungs, a large and small intestine, a stomach, liver, and at last a bladder.
At last, a glassy, segmented, serated armor like skin grew over the muscles and bone, eyelids gracefully covered their wards.
Gums and lips grew in and over the mouth.
Black obsidian finger and toenails grew.
And at long last, silvery platinum hair folicles grew in their respective places.
At first, the being simply stood there, still as Sasha's corpse had done not so long ago. The wind, whipping around the body as the fresh conciousness made the proper connections to its new limbs, organs, veins, and nerves. It slowly opened its orchid red eyes, the irises glancing at the brilliant colors around it in awe, utter joy...
And in a fraction of a second...
Utter batshit **** madness.
Its limbs flailed, reaching, grasping, clawing, punching, kicking, jumping, jolting about.
It howled, roared, raged, yelled, useless words with no understanding as to how it had come to this.
Just as soon as it had lost its mind, it had regained it all at once.
"I-it has been completed. I have slaughtered my Family, killed my only traveling companion, avenged my fallen Love, and defeated my hated Enemy... To become One with Six, and Six with One. The Highlander Event is over. The Unborn Child will now be born from the torn open womb of the Bloody Strands."
It looked around the blackened, twisted, and still glowing fieled of upturned spikes of glass, smelled the decay of the lives that once were, and sensed the Bloody Strands raging and screaming as she felt utterly compelled to travel as fast as her massive being would allow her to.
"I am no longer many. I am no more Goldiamond or Sasha Obama. No longer the Golden, Diamond, Stellar, Atomic, Aquatic, or Snake Fang Strands. We are as one. There is only Godista Ataquisan!" His voice roared to life as he took a step forward.
That was followed by another, and yet another.
Till the motion of walking forward become like breathing or thinking.
His glass, segmented mouth curled into a all powerful smile as he walked calmly to meet to raging Bloody Strands, kill her, and merge with the Unborn Child.
"I'm coming... Father."
The Bloody Strands rubbed her enlarged belly and cooed softly as she took a slow and much needed break from her journey to the location where a strange and eerie signal had come from, launching her into a full blooded, hate filled rage and causing her to travel between the many millions of Dimensions between herself and the cause of her strange behaviour. The Unborn Child stirred fitfully inside of her womb, its mind focusing and refocusing on various different locations, people, and events that had taken place well before its time.
"I don't know what's happening to me Little One," She cooed softly, her eyes becoming a slightly blueish tinge among her mostly crimson form, "But I fear for both our, and regrettably, your Fathers saftey." She was silent for the next couple of hours, regaining the energy that she had spent traveling from place to place. Sometimes she awoke in a cold sweat, fearing that the Reapers hand would brush against her shoulder, other times, feeling as though the Unborn Child could be born at a moments notice.
The Bloody Strands simply chose to ignore these feelings most of the time, seeing as how she was in the same Dimension as the signal, but only a few Universes away from its current location. The blackness of Space, the pin pricks of light that served as stars, and the occasional passing of an asteroid or meteor shower that gave her some much needed warmth, gave her mere seconds worth of reassurance, at least only to her alone, what her final moments could be like, if anything were to go wrong.
"My child... You shall merge with the victor of the Highlander Event, as our Creator, the Golden Strands is linked with us. It is only a matter of time before we meet with the victor... We shall join with him, but I fear that when we do, both you and I will be lost amongst the storm of angry voices that the victors mind is made of." She worried coldly.
When she had rested for another week, she continued as fast as her make shift propulsion would allow her to, the Universes she passed through becoming a part of her, the energy they contained fueling her mind, pushing her harder than even she was capable of handling. Physically, her atoms were barely managing to hold together.
Mentally, her thoughts were only of inner screams of rage that drove her almost to the point of madness.
Emotionally, she was as inert as the dead.
"Almost there! Almost there! We're almost there!" She screamed repeatedly as her entire being homed in on the signal that seemed to be growing in strength, it pulsed through out the centillion mile length of her full form, creating tidalwaves of pleasure and fear, whirlpools of wonder of love, deserts of blood red passion, and tornadoes of heated madness that gave her almost no sense of direction but straight ahead.
She saw her target.
Her new meal that she would devour slowly, relishing every atom.
"GODISTA ATAQUISAN! I WILL NOT ALLOW YOU TO TO CONTROL THE FINAL FORM!" She raged as the oceans of blood red strands encased him in a mile wide orb of hundreds of shades of red.
Some, as bright as White Dwarfs.
Others, as dark as the Event Horizons of a hundred Black Holes.
"You mistake my intentions Caasi." Godista slowly whispered, gently caressing the orbs inner surface. "I simply wish for the Unborn Child to be the pilot of this body.
Your Creator, the Golden Strands, or as he was last known, Goldiamond, fought very hard to be the victor, as such, becoming the dominant trait in my personality."
Caasi wouldn't listen to reason, her madness rippled through out her entire form like a fine glass statue splintering apart after many blows from a hammer.
"GODISTA, YOU SHALL PAY FOR OUR CREATORS MURDER! Fuilteach teaghrán draíochta: Tsunami lann lofa!" She yelled, the surface underneath Godista rotting underneath his hand and stabbing through as it wrapped around his arm.
"Really? I mean, I understand why youre ticked, but COME ON! Can't you tell that I am literally offering your kid the pilot seat in this thing! I REALLY DON'T WANT TO FIGHT YOU!" Godista yelled angrily, not understanding why the Bloody Strands refused to listen to reason. The blade slashed through his palm, then his forearm, upper arm, and finally ripped his chest apart, revealing a makeshift cockpit for the Unborn Child. "LOOK! STOP! JUST **** LISTEN YOU CRAZY BITCH! I AM OFFERING YOU THIS BODY! YOU ARE THE FINAL PIECE OF THE PUZZLE! THE ONE THING THE HIGHLANDER EVENT DIDN'T ANTICIPATE!" He yelled, suffering massive trauma at her hands, but struggling to get through to her.
She didn't listen, and continued her rage against him, even as he begged for her to listen to reason, tearing him apart like a soft tissue paper.
"DAMN IT WOMAN! YOU'VE FORCED MY HAND!" Godista shouted pittifully, "Diamond lann: Leighis atá dírithe ar!" Instantly, the diamond muscle fibers twisted into a plug of sorts, stabbing into the orbs side, and streamed energy meant to soothe Caasi's now fractured mind.
The energy bounced, pulsed, rippled, twisting, whirled, buzzed, and concussed though the Strands until they reached her semi tortured mind. She slowed her attacks down, her rage almost stopping completely, as she refocused on Godista's intentions.
"You say youre simply giving up? Why would you willingly do such a thing for me!? DO YOU KNOW-"
Godista interrupted her midsentence. "Of course I know who you are Cassandra Gavin." The last name reignited a long forgotten memory that she had struggled to erase, but failed to do so.
"You... How could you know that!? He doesn't even love me anymore because of what I've become! The heart break attatched to that memory... It was too much-" She whispered softly, but her mass made it seem like she was shouting as loudly as a thousand thunderstorms.
"I am well aware of this. Goldiamond knows this, because your memories are his as well, and when the merging was complete, his memories, and those of the other Strands became my memories." He exclaimed happily. Godista paused for effect, closing his eyes, changing his form to allow the Unborn Child and the Bloody Strands to integrate seamlessly into his own being.
"You never answered my question though." Caasi asked curiously, "WHY are you doing this? Normally, people would fight this out, but you're just giving up!?"
Godista only smiled thoughtfully. "Think about it. If I kill you, absorb you into myself, I kill the Unborn Child as well. That wouldn't be what the Core wants out of this. However, simply giving you the victory at the cost of my own life, and letting you and the Unborn Child absorb us into you, thus when she and the Hyperwolf fight, it would benefit everyone in the short, medium, and long run. Plus, whoever wins THAT fight, might gain enough strength to over throw the Core, get the Dimension between Dimensions back in order, and send the Reapers packing." He explained carefully as blindingly bright black circuitry grew outward from his eyes, spreading down his face, and over his body in a matter of seconds.
"Okay then, how do I go about absorbing you?" She asked, staring at Godista one minute, and when she finished her thought, looking out of his perspective the next.
There was no answer.
No new thoughts.
Caasi looked at her new naked form. Her new Blue and Red diamoind muscles forming from the Reddish Gold skeleton that shown underneath her shiny, segmented glass skin. Her eyes now had over a million times more clarity as petabytes of information streamed inward to her mind, almost overwhelming her thoughts with various instructions to her own body.
The Unborn Child spread her arms and legs outwards as the Stellar energies that comprised the former Godista's nervous system became ingrained into her own organic one.