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Infinities Edge

"...And you told me you weren't any good at this..." Blushing softly, Gemma ran her fingertips along the robe's belt, where it gathered towards the center, finding it suddenly harder to look Elias in the eye. It had been, to put it mildly, a surprising move... impressive, really - and one she had not expected. For someone accustomed to planning out the details of her life down to the most minute, it should have been alarming to have so much spontaneity cropping up in so short a span of time, and it was true that some of those occurrences were unwelcome and unpleasant... but this development - while never something she could have prepared for - was thrilling.


"Of course, that's just showing me how to change into something else, which I think I got the hang on. But I don't think I want to ruin what I imagine is probably the most magnificent lingerie I've ever worn, in the shower... Unless..." Biting her lip, she glanced upwards, smiling slyly, "Unless you like to join me?"


It was a bold move, but then... they were beyond that, now, and if she couldn't plan every detail, she might as well wing it to the best of her abilities.
 
Elias smirked lightly, it could have been the liquor, or maybe that he was growing a bit more confident with his interactions with Gemma by the word spoken between them, or, it could have been that he was adapting to the situation, either way, his own outfit had shifted, the shadow-cloth he wore almost seemed to fade out of reality for a moment as the clothing's fibers became less concentrated, and dispersed until he was wearing a simple long robe, one reminiscent of an old mage. However, the matching inner robes that should have been there, were very limited, leaving his chest exposed, and his legs were then coated in a nearly skin tight layer from the knees to his waist. He let his hands stay by his side as he neared Gemma slightly, looming over her quietly for a moment, he moved faster then he should have, given that his nanites were no longer active. His training still gave him lightning fast reflexes and his muscles were still toned like that of an old age warrior. His left arm moved around her mid-section, his right to the base of her skull, at the back of her neck, his grip was gentle, with just enough control to dictate that he was acting more on choice then hormonal discourse. He let his nose brush close to hers as his lips came close to hers.


Elias held his breath for a moment, before after what would seem the longest thirty seconds of all time, he gently kissed Gemma's lips, carefully, tenderly, as though he was handling something as fragile as glass. If she had released her lip from between her own teeth, she'd find it, a moment later, gently between his own, as he slowly deepened the kiss.


((Any sort of fade, or skip is up to you. I'm just keeping it as close to PG-14 as I possibly can >.>; *coughsdontbanmeplease*))
 
Stumbling backwards, aided only by his hand against her back, she breathed in sharply, her mind reeling. It had been a long time since someone had kissed her, but it only took a fractional second before she remembered how to return the gesture... and when she regained her footing, she curled her fingers through his hair, her other hand gripping the front of his robe and she returned the embrace... with proficiency.


Time, after that, seemed to pass in increments of days and yet, far too quickly. Mutual affections were substantiated by a merger of passion unhindered by uncertainty and uncomplicated by expectation. In those moments of unmitigated bliss she knew without a shadow of doubt that she was falling in love with Elias Grimm...


And it was a terrifying thought. There was so much to lose, and yet she was nearly powerless to resist the draw. If circumstances were any more complex, they were sure to create a paradox... yet she would alter nothing, if it meant changing that one particular outcome.


She lay quiet for some time after, beneath sheets that likely had more thread count than she had hair on her head, her mind a raging storm beneath a mask of resilience and strength. A thousand words were still born on her tongue, and silence hung in the air like clouds overhead, heavy with the weight of anticipation.


Turning onto her side, she leaned up on her elbow, head resting on her palm, tendrils of hair slipping through her fingers. Her eyes met Elias's and a smile formed, soft and genuine, but cautious... guarded. "I feel like I should say something, here... but there just aren't words that quite measure up. You're amazing, Elias. I hope you know that..."
 
As the cool calmness of the night wrapped around them, Elias held Gemma close to him, his arms wrapped loosely, but protectively around her. He gently shook his head, remarking, "Mm I'm just who I am Gemma, you are far more amazing then I. To have climbed so far, fallen, and survived..." he smiled lightly, and moved his face closer to hers, before he let his forehead rest gently against hers.


"I've... Never done this before... Been close... Intimate..." he smiled quietly, "It's worth every bit of hardship its taken to get this far..." he pulled her closer, kissing her gently as he let his eyes drift slightly closed.


As they lay there, the houses systems slowly came back online. If Gemma were paying any kind of attention to anything around the room, she would see the subtle changes in it as the core rebooted and the primary systems came back online. The panels on the wall lit slightly, revealing a rare collection of printed books, ancient artifacts, tapestries, a few scattered firearms and several previously fired bullets, each dated, and with brief a synopsis as to what their relevance was.


The glass that made up the walls began to show various news websites from across the universe in multiple languages as well as related bounties. The room remained silent, but became slightly more lit, revealing them both in the low lighting. The ceiling was the real marvel though.


Across the entire ceiling was a real time visual display of the surrounding solar system with detailed information tags. It shimmered as the solar system moved around them. Elias had built his room to make him feel more connected to the universe around him.
 
Tracing her fingertips along his chest, Gemma laughed softly, giving her head a shake, "I only survived because you came along. Besides... I'm hardly worth of the pedestal you've placed me on. You and your family... you've done things for this world, for all the worlds that I can't even fathom. You've quite literally saved us time and again and no one even knows it. You're a marvel, Elias... and you should know it."


Laying her head down, she sighed, gently, letting her eyes fall closed as she ruminated on his words, "Damn..." She finally whispered, and drawing the covers up over her torso, she sat up, pulling her knees to her chest, "...I didn't plan for this. For any of this. Honestly, when you walked into that bar, I didn't even expect I was going to wake up in the morning. And I know it's irrational, and I know that it doesn't make any sense... that in any of this I should be able to think of anything but not dying..."


Looking down at him she pinched her lip between her teeth, "...But it just feels so foggy right now. Like a bad dream and I'm finally waking up. And all I want, Elias... all I ever want is to stay like this, with you. I know I can't... Hell, I heart Dolly. I know we don't have much time left here... but I can't help it. I don't want to be reasonable or logical or realistic. Because in reality, it's completely ridiculous that I should be falling for you. But here I am... and I don't know how to stop it. And if I did know how, I wouldn't care. Ironic, really... Here I am, falling again. Wonder if I'll survive this one..."
 
With a smile, and a laugh, Elias shook his head, and sighed, laying his head back, he stared at the psudo universe above him, as it rotated around slowly. He let his eyes fall closed a moment later, and then slowly, after a few seconds, opened them just a little bit to stare at Gemma for a long moment.


"Gemini Livingtree, A woman worth more money then she's got financially... And that's not even alive... You have no idea how close it was... how close it's always been..." He shook his head slightly, "Neither do I really, but I imagine... when were both old and gray... Or at least when You are, We'll laugh about this... We'll look back... and I'll tell you about the time at the bar... how I barely beat that other squad there, and then on Cal-Droma... How at the spaceport... Goddess Gemma... You are... and I say this confidently... One of the luckiest women alive." He smirked, "That's how I know you'll survive all of this... how I know when all of this is over, and we both make it through this madness..." He reached out, sitting up slightly, he pulled her near enough, and kissed her adoringly.


He let his lips linger against hers, "We'll be able to have much more of this... Far more then we would otherwise..." he said as he pulled his lips just partially away from her own.


Elias let his grip on her fade, allowing her to move freely again, "In the mean time though, Until all of this is over... Just trust me... Belieive in me, that I will get you through this, What Dolly said... It's a possibility, but the last time... I know I wasn't as well trained... and I know..." He brought his right hand up and the dark energies of the reaper within him shimmered in a trail, like an after-image, behind his arm, before it rejoined his form, "I didn't have this trick up my sleeve..."
 
"Luck doesn't keep you alive, Elias. You did. Whether it was just barely or not. I have you to thank for that... And I don't intend to rely on anything else." Leaning into that kiss she sighed. Those words would linger, whether they were meant to or not... when we're both old and gray... Or at least you are.... She hadn't even considered it, but now it seemed a ridiculous thing to overlook. She'd been a fool to forget, but it hurt too much to think about. No matter if she survived or not, the one thing she could not do ... was live forever. Eventually, she would grow old and fade, but Elias, he would not...


Rolling onto her back, she stared up at the canopy of stars above them, "...I think I see now, why someone might choose to live forever." But she'd meant what she said. It would be impossible... watching the world die around you, time and again...


Forcing a smile, refusing to allow her thoughts to drift any further into the darkness, she turned to him and smirked, "I just realized... I don't know what's more ludicrous... That the only thing that can keep me alive is, literally, Death himself... or the idea that I'm falling in love with him. Not exactly what a girl pictures when she imagines the man of her dreams. But I guess I'm not exactly the type to do things traditionally, anyway."
 
Snorting, Elias grinned at her, and rolled over towards her, he nuzzled into her gently, remarking, "I'm not going to live forever Gemma, Just a very long time... Nanites, They allow you to live a very long time... My mother..." He shrugged slightly, "She's over a thousand years old, Believe it or not. But she's still mortal, Still able to die, Though I think at this point, Auntie and Uncle are so attached to her that they'd revive her if she died, restore her to youth... Something like that... Like Uncle did with Attia during the wars." He paused, for a moment and pulled away from her, sitting on the edge of his bed, he frowned, staring at his right hand for a long moment, letting it drift back and forth slowly.


"I wonder though... what sort of limitations to mortality the spirit of Death has altered within me..." He said, almost to himself, before glancing back to Gemma. Her last comment finally catching up to him. "Oh? What was that? Falling for me are you?" He grinned, and moved back to her, close to her, against her, wrapping his arms around her.


He whispered against her ear, as he held his lips close to it, "Well I'll be sure to catch you as you fall Gemma, and keep you safe from everything that might make you break."
 
Shivering at the proximity of those lips to the shell of her ear, Gemma pulled back, looking him in the eye, "...Careful, Grimm. You make a promise like that, I'm going to hold you to it..." And with a smile, she leaned in, capturing his lips with her own.


Time was passed then, exploring... discovering... sometimes talking, sometimes in the blissful silence of a mutual embrace - there was, for a brief time and just as Gemma had desired, no thought of her bounty, no thoughts of Templars, or wars, or struggles. When energy was spent and sleep came for her as last, she lay in Elias's arms with no fear of what was to come, comforted by the gentle rhythm of his heartbeat and the steady sound of his breathing.


The world would return, soon enough, to what it had been before they'd taken their time out from reality... but until then, she would sleep and she would know that no matter what happened, no matter what would come for her, or what was being planned and plotted... she could not lose if Elias was by her side.
 
Time would pass, though not much, before the inevitable occurred...


Elias' eyes snapped open, but he didn't move, he could sense, just beyond the perimeter of his home, slow moving foot-steps. They were well trained, but none of them as well as he was. He gently shook Gemma until she would wake, but his hand would move over her mouth, and he'd look into her eyes, holding a finger to his lips. Even without his nanites, Elias could sense that there was at least five of them. His senses were nearly extra-sensory. He rose and shifted quietly, taking up his shadow-cloth clothing rapidly, it slid over his form, and a moment later, his Delphi power armor shimmered across his form.


As his armor equipped, something unthinkable happened. A round fired out, an HE Penetrating round shattered the compound that was Elias' home, and slammed into his right shoulder. Elias' face was a mask of stunned amazement. He glanced down at the injury for a millisecond before falling to the floor, and rolling so that he was towards the bed, he rose back up as the Delphi unit took a few moments to extract the HE round's fragments, and devour them, creating further nano-plates. Elias carried in his hand a collapsible snub rifle, with an empowered scope that could link into most power armors. He glanced to Gemma.


"I cant form any of the firearms without my nanite link, I'm-" He said before he was cut off by a second HE round slamming into his shoulder again. He grunted, the initial damage wasn't yet mended, and the Delphi plates became disrupted in their actions to mend him. The nearly perfect armor had few flaws, and this was one of them. A preexisting injury was mended first at the cost of efficiency, so as the second round hit the exact same place, the armor reinforced itself, and Elias had little control of that. The He felt a third HE round slam into his gut, and scatter the plates there, followed by a fourth only a second later. All of this happened in seconds.


Elias had little time to recover as a Javelin round, a nine foot long mounting spike slammed into him. The round was built of a composite of several different metals, and this one, was center-focused at nullifying the mending effects of nano-technology by injecting Nanites of it's own into it's targets body.


The spike had lifted Elias up off the floor and slammed him into the wall. The round was designed to pin him there, and it's quadracet anchors were doing a perfect job. Four spikes on the tip spread out and drilled into the wall, and four more on the end spread out to make it impossible to remove without great injury.


Elias gasped, he had been pinned in less then fifteen seconds. He had been disabled. "First... For everything... I guess..." He grunted as the round injected it's nanites into his body slowly.


Within seconds, the agents who had attacked the house were already inside, the first set Elias had detected, all in heavy power armor, all of it was customized, but all of it held a single standard that made Elias' eyes widen as they breached the door to his bedroom. It was a cross, with four circles emanating out from its center.


"The Legion of Echo's... but..." Elias started, but one of the Templars, a large man, moved in and tapped the Javelin with a weapon akin to a cattle-prod, only it sent billions of volts of electricity into Elias. Elias' eyes widened briefly, but he did not cry out. The Knight of Echo's held the prod to the shaft, and held his hand at ready to reactivate it. Two other knights were in the room, the first one of them fired a pistol towards Gemma, a scattering of shells firing out, each of them minor pin like needles, oriented with tranquilizers. They would paralyze her, but not incapacitate her yet. Then their commander entered the room, a tall figure, with a lean form. Her mask shimmered back, her armor was Delphi, just as Elias' was.


"Elias Grim... The Grim Reaper... Aquarius' Silent Left Hand..." She stepped towards him, and leaned in close, "I caught you... Like you were nothing..." She reached out and caressed his face, the Delphi armor lifting away as she did, "Some Left hand you are..." She slammed her fist, the right, into his face, as hard as she could, and he nearly blacked out from the pain of it.


"Goddess... You hit like... a limp noodle..." He spat out weakly.


The woman sneered at him, and hit him several more times, then once more in the gut. She sighed and pulled back, "You keep that mouth of yours Grim. I'll bet you this though, I bet you won't be so high and mighty when your crucified here, knowing were passing your new girlfriend around at our barracks, Like the cheap whore she's going to be when were done with her."


She motioned to two of the other retainers with her, and they moved forward, harpoon guns in hand, they took turns holding his limbs in place as they injected three more Javelins into his body. One to each of his hands, and another in his feet, pinning him to the wall much as Christ had been to the cross, so very long ago.


The Commander reached up and patted Elias' face gently, "Don't worry though Grim, I'll make sure to keep her alive... For a very long time... We still have a lot of use for the woman who's going to instigate the Genesis War." She sneered into his face.


Elias fell limp a moment later as the counter-nanites did their job and injected him with enough drugs to tranquilize a horse for a month. It took Dolly this long to react. She appeared beside them, her eyes flashing dangerously with lines of code that were initiating the houses self defenses. But it was too late, the central core was already breached and she simply vanished. The Commander snorted, muttering, "Weak, and here I wanted her to hit us with some rhetoric out of Aquarius' book." She motioned to the rest of her unit, and they began to file out of the room. The large man who had initially assaulted Elias picked Gemma up with ease, and wrapped her up in one of the sheets and began making his way out of the room, The entire encounter had taken less then two minutes, Elias was pinned to the wall, unconscious, and Gemma was paralyzed, kidnapped now by the Templar's Legion of Echo's.


Elias' eyes fluttered open, watching them exit through a portal, something he had seen happen a million times, he muttered, "Damn... First time... For everything..." He blacked out again, his form going limp on the crucifix.
 
Gemma woke some time later, and as her eyes opened she immediately noticed two things. One... she could not move, for the chains that held her down and two... they had not bothered to dress her. Then again, why would they. She had heard the threat the horrible woman had made to Elias and Gemma imagined it was not meant to be idle. Her mind swam with a foggy sort of haze, and she tried to reflect on everything she had learned, everything Elias had taught her, but no matter how desperately she focused, she couldn't keep from going back to the scene in Elias's bedroom.


She'd been woken, hurriedly, and knew instantly that the time Dolly had predicted had come. She hadn't been nearly as nervous as she expected - trusting Elias was prepared, that they would get through it the same way they had previously. It wasn't until the first shell had hit him, Loo that she realized they weren't dealing with anything they'd dealt with before. Her heart had stopped, as the second round buried into his shoulder and by the time the harpoon came, she was sure she'd been trapped in something of a nightmare.


Then the darts hit her and all she could do was lay there, unmoving, silent, as Elias was pinned to the wall and she was carted away. She'd blacked out somewhere along the way.


There was quite literally nothing to see, because the room was utterly dark. As far as she could tell, she was suspended in air, with no conceivable floor beneath her, and there was a vacuum like sensation from the absence of sound. It was altogether disorienting, and with the memories from the bedroom flashing through her mind she felt sick with worry and discomfort, not knowing what had happened to Elias... not knowing what was going to happen to her.


Somewhere in the back of her mind, something pricked to life, however, and she remembered distinctly, as if it had happened minutes ago, the conversation about the Delphi Armor being on standby. The thought swelled to life, blasting away all traces of fear and without hesitation, she focused... concentrated on reforming the armor over her body - She could feel the weight of the chains slacken... could feel the alloy being eaten away as the armor formed...


She allowed herself only a moment to feel a sense of pride... There was no time for it, otherwise...


And all she could think, hope... pray... was that Elias would find some way to get there, and fast.
 
"Elias..." A voice beckoned to him.


Pain... There was his old companion, the thing that had always kept him alive.


"Elias, Why you all hurty?" the voice came again. It was Calonian, the tilts and strange dialect gave away who it was.


He faded out again, and the next thing he felt was the javelin's in his body being broken, and then him being slid off of all of them at the same time. He grunted and came back to conciousness. There, holding him up, was his own father.


"Come on boy, Your made of sterner stuff, Who did this to you, or was your mother's guess correct?" Kellian asked gruffly.


The tall, slender man, who was showing clear signs of age studied his son sternly. He was nearly a hundred years old, but looked only to be in his fifties. He held Elias partially up, but let him come about his own weight. Fate stood just beyond the wreckage that used to be Elias' garden, there were several of WFI's cleaners going through the energy readings outside while she stood guard in full combat armor.


Kellian however, had opted for lesser wares, a simple trench coat, with light medals on it, simply showing his rank and a few he was rather proud of. He took a moment to step back as Elias regained his wits. "There, You see, Few pints of blood wont kill a member of this house. Now, is your mother right? Or was this a random strike?" Kellian asked calmly.


Elias turned his attention back to his father, and his eyes shimmered for a moment, "Templar... Tilvainian... She has... Livingtree... I've failed... Contact Aquarius, Tell him I need to get into the warehouse... The red room... and..." He paused, his vision blurring slightly, his nanites were still not yet active. Fate had turned around and made her way to her son quickly, looking him over, she reached out to hug him, and took him into her arms.


"Firstly, Elias..." She sighed, quietly, "I'm glad your alive, Tilvainian is not a woman to be trifled with. The fact that you survived... With just these light injuries..." She pulled back, and then slapped him firmly across the face, "Tells me you didn't try hard enough dammit! I want her head on a goddamn pike to decorate my next Corvette Class War-Ship!" There was venom in Fate's tone, and Elias simply scowled.


He nearly fell forward again, but caught himself this time, his parents both frowned at the same time as they witnessed the weapon form in his hand, and become the pole which he now leaned upon. Kellian shuddered lightly, "So... It's true then..."


Elias paused, and realization of Linear time struck him like a ton of bricks. He suddenly glared at his mother, "You knew... You knew and you did nothing to stop this from happening... How... Why..." He shuddered and pulled away from his parents, "Father, you I can understand, you didn't know... but..." He shook his head at his mother and stared at her with an unamused look in his face.


"You knew Gemma Livingtree was going to be kidnapped by the Echo's... and you did nothing to prevent it..." Elias said coldly to his mother.


Fate nodded slowly, her face suddenly distraught, she kept her eyes on Elias, "Yeah... but I didn't know that until you just told me... Aquarius might have time travel... but... not us... Elias... this timeline... it's..." She looked away and sighed, "It's fixed now... to this point, because you jumped back in time..." She closed her eyes briefly and shook her head.


Elias' insides went cold for a moment before he set his mind back on track, he knew what he needed to do, he stared at his mother, and spoke slowly, "Take... Me to the Warehouse... Now."


Fate shuddered slightly, and shook her head, looking back to Elias with a look of near terror in her face, "I... Won't, I can't, You'd die without a counter-balance, or worse, They would get to you... Elias..."


Another voice chimed in, Aquarius' he was sitting on the stairs that led up the stairs to the upper section of the house, he wasn't the current version, of Aquarius, someone far, far older. "Sometimes Fate, A man must make a decision that is hard to defend that which he cares the most deeply for. Sometimes, That decision will make him sacrifice greatly in order to protect something he loves." He looked to Elias, eyes narrowed, his armor, for that was what he was wearing, looked like something from a time long, long ago, it gleamed like it was brand new, but it was covered in dried blood and dents, a few spots had bits of metal hacked out of them, but the armor seemed to be reforming itself, slowly, but surely.


Elias turned to Aquarius and rolled his shoulders, "Uncle-"


Aquarius brought up a hand, interrupting him, and smiled lightly, "Yes, I'll take you there, but your on your own. Remember what I told you boy... That anger of yours... that pent up rage..."


Elias nodded, "It'll consume that which I care the most for..."


Aquarius nodded grimly, and a portal opened beside him, at the base of the stairs, one with shimmering runes, locks of ancient design, that were constantly refreshing themselves. He motioned to the portal, and kept his gaze on Elias.


"If you enter this... Your on your own, from here on out Elias Grim." Aquarius said flatly. There was a show of emotion in his features though, that he was concerned for Elias, worried even. "I have seen how this ends, but I did not see how it began..."


Fate looked to her son, then to her husband, as if trying to find a way to stop what was happening from actually happening. But Elias, he simply nodded, and stepped forward, before anyone, or anything could stop him, he dove into the portal, vanishing from sight. The portal collapsed behind him, and Aquarius looked to Fate and Kellian.


"Fate... Kellian... For what it's worth... I'm sorry for what's about to happen to him... The Templar are my fault, my responsibility... He bears a mantle that is not his own..."


Fate nearly collapsed, and Kellian, the duitiful husband that he was, embraced his wife, supporting her as she burst into tears. Kellian's face was cold, set like stone, "Elias Grim is the man we always knew he would become Aquarius, He is a perfect weapon, He bears the mantle he does because he is perfect to bear it. We do not begrudge you for your past Aquarius, Elias will survive this, of that I am sure..." He narrowed his eyes at the ancient guardian of the universe, "But will he still be my son when it's all said and done..?" He asked, a genuine question, "Will he still be Elias Grim?"


For that... Aquarius had no answer...


Part Two will be posted soon.


 
Part Two


The inside of the warehouse was a massive place, it defied the laws of not only time, but space, and reality. Within it, Paradoxes as old as time itself could exist and continue unimpeded by the reordering of the natural balance. This was a prison of sorts, for all of the things that Aquarius had encountered in his long life that were either too powerful for sentient life to control, or so dangerous that it was could destroy creation itself. The vaulted ceilings were lit by traditional lighting and held together by massive metal girders. There were thousands of doors along the primary hallway, which was so large, Elias could not see the ceiling.


The journey through the portal had been jarring, and Elias' injuries would have been fatal to anyone else, they were nearly fatal to him, but his armor was keeping his injuries contained for the time being. The Delphi resynchronized with his biologic data and worked towards repairing the damage that his form had sustained as rapidly as it could. Elias head spun, and he collapsed, falling to his knees, the shaft in his hands not being enough to keep him upright, he looked up at the gleaming scythe, murmuring, "Will this blade of mine come for me before I can do what I need to..?"


As if on que, to answer him, was an image of himself, standing before him, but it's facial features were much darker, although, they held a familiar warmth, "Not you Elias, You will suffer, but you will not die." The image smiled and crossed it's arms over it's chest, staring at Elias for a long while while he regained his bearings.


"Do you know where you are, and why your here Elias Grim?" the specter asked him.


Elias nodded, slowly, "Yeah... I need to get into the red room... something in there... is the key to all of this."


The specter nodded at him, and then asked quietly, "And do you know who I am?"


Again, Elias nodded, "Your the horseman, Death. I assume because I've weakened you were able to manifest." he stated.


The Horseman shrugged lightly, "Sort of, but more along the lines that I've come to you when you need me the most Elias Grim."


Elias frowned lightly, and then nodded, "Yeah, but how are you going to help me? Aren't you already giving me strength of some sort..?"


The figure shrugged lightly, and smiled quietly, "Aquarius mastered my power Elias, He was the grandest host that has ever contained my essence, he was not only dutiful but also cunning and masterful of the powers of death. It is why he seemed so immortal to his enemies, because truly, when you are death itself..." The figure raised it's right hand up in a fist, "You cannot die, you cannot come anywhere close to death, as you are now." He lowered his hand, his fingertips spreading apart slowly, "Now, Is the moment where you choose between being yet another fine host for the essence and power of death, or you fall into eternity with all of those who have come before you. For your life-force is waning, and it is everything -I- can do to keep you alive in this moment."


Elias shuddered at the revelation, he was in fact, on the verge of death. He looked down, and then to the weapon in his hands, he murmured, "When I do this, I won't be me anymore, will I..."


The specter smiled lightly, almost deviously, "It varies from host to host, Aquarius maintained who he was, and you are his prodigal student... It's entirely possible you have as strong a will as he does." it said curiously.


Elias pushed himself up straighter, and then asked, "What do I do, how does this work?"


Death simply smiled, and shrugged, vanishing, his voice echoing in Elias' head, "Ah, but that's the trick, you have to figure that part out yourself..."


Elias scowled as the specter vanished, muttering, "Damn useless deity..."


He held himself upright painful and made his way down the long hallway that was the warehouses' primary structure, passing room after room until he came to the primary lift. It was a massive freight elevator, designed to be able to move an entire planet within it's confines. He tapped the controls and the door began to open slowly. He shuddered and moved his way in as the doors completed their unlock sequence, and then he closed them behind himself, leaning against the wall, he pressed in his destination, a single red button with the letter T on it, defining what was within the room.


The Lift lowered down into the complex until it reached the floor that pertained to Elias' query. The Red Room was not the worst place within the Warehouse, but it was up there in horrible things. Elias had always heard rumors about it, but he had never been inside. Lifting himself off the wall, he opened the door again and painfully used the scythe's shaft to pull himself to the primary entrance of the red room. He slapped the control panel and the door slid open, permitting him entrance.


The second the door opened, he felt as though all of his emotions had been thrown into a state of chaos, Anger seeped into his mind, the betrayal he felt from his mother, from Carlith, from Aquarius, from even Angel and the twin Empresses. His fury at the Templar order, the Knights of Echos grew rapidly. He understood then what they had been warning him about, but still, he stepped through the doors, and let them slide shut behind him. Elias stumbled forward, into the room's depths and it lit with a low red tone on the walls. There was a voice muttering, "The lights here are blue... Your anger changes them to red."


His hatred rose, and he grew resentful of his dependencies on the nanites. He grew to hate his mother, for the curse she had put on him as a child, for passing the infernal nanites into his body. He cursed Aquarius for making them, for giving them to Fate in the first place. It took all he had in him to keep from lashing out at the nothing in front of him. But there wasn't nothing, and that was the point. Before him, stood a pedestal. It was five feet tall, made of solid black marble and had a tome on it. Beside the pedestal was a small girl, curled up and sobbing.


Elias found himself annoyed at her instantly, infuriated even. But his father's voice rang out, one of the few he wasn't mad at right then. Kellian, someone who had never done him wrong, who had always protected him when it really counted. Had sacrificed not only physically, but politically to keep Elias safe when there were situations that the clan couldn't.


"Your better then this Elias... Don't let that anger of yours get the better of you, be better then it, use what you have to, but don't ever use that rage to get anything done." His father's voice said calmly to him.


He remembered that moment, he'd struck a deck officer in the temple, nearly killing the woman, for having made a wise crack about his mother, he'd been young at the time, not in control of his emotions yet. His nanites had only fueled the emotionally driven choice at the time. He calmed shortly after the lecture from his father, and used his nanites to heal the woman he had wronged, he served as her assistant for a year to make it up to her, and in the end learned a great deal from her.


So now, as he approached the child sobbing beside the pedestal, he let the reaper's scythe fade away. He crouched down despite the pain in his body, and smiled as best as he could, his Delphi armor was still damaged, stripped away from his face.


"Are you okay little miss?" He asked quietly.


The girl looked up at him, tears in her eyes, but not only tears, there were electrical signatures that were only present in nanite users, when the nanites were first infesting the body at a young age, they caused electrical misfires that resulted in low levels of constant pain. Elias frowned, and gazed at her for a long moment before she responded.


"It hurts... no matter what spells I try, it still hurts... I've been trying to calm them down since they put them in me, but they told me not to change their programming!" the girl shouted out, sobbing.


Elias remembered the misfires, he'd experienced them later on in his life, in his teens, it had been painful, annoying, but constant, he couldn't imagine them at that age. It made him shudder to try to imagine the pain the girl was experiencing.


"Focus boy, It's not what you think it is, it's another test, just like all the rest, figure out what it means." his father's voice cracked out again.


Elias shook his head, he knew the answer to this one, "When I was young, I went through the same thing young miss... the pain will pass soon, Trust me... I know it hurts now... but... They will make you stronger, they will help you for the rest of your life."


She nodded tearfully, "That's what the Cleric said, but when I tried to reprogram them out of this stupid shocky business, they scolded me and hit me. It still hurts though!"


Elias froze when she said the word Cleric, and immediately understood his flaw. He had entered a moment in the past, and was playing his part, something in which had already happened. He was still vulnerable, but he tried to think of how long until his own nanites were back online.


"Fifty seconds actually. I've been tracking it for you. Too bad they weren't on the first time you encountered Tilvainian, we could have wiped the floor with a fully online Delphi suit." the essence of Death echoed out to him. "Are you ready for what I have to offer? Because this little girl is important to the events of now."


Elias murmured out loud, "I am..." causing the young girl to look up at him.


"You are what..?" She asked.


"I'm going to help you, just give me a minute, I need to find a run-time that will help you repair the faults to your nanites without reprogramming them. Okay? They can't get mad if I make them better right?" Elias said with a smile. The girl smiled and nodded back.


Elias stood up, and finally took a moment to read the text on the front of the book, Symbolum Templarii Written by one Sinrasul Saquria. Elias looked at the book for a long time, before he nearly burst out laughing. He'd figured out the very obvious anagram instantly. Looking to the book, had given him the moments his nanites needed to come online, and the query for if he was ready to reawaken them had just triggered.


He took several steps back from the young girl, and smiled, "Give me just a moment, this might be a bit frightening, but I promise, I'll be fine, and so will you." he said quietly as his eyes began to shimmer with a blue electrical light.


The electrical signals of the nanites coursed through him like wildfire, it hurt, but in a good way as they came back online, having been rewritten to understand time fluctuation they gave him an exact date, time, and place as to where the red room had gained the information within, who the young girl was and those facts told him the relevance of everything going on around him.


As the electrical signals calmed down, the Delphi armor repaired, his wounds were mended, and his blood was rapidly being rebuilt from stored resources within his body. He approached the girl again, and smiled, remarking, "Take my hand, I've written a program that will fix everything for you Miss Tilvainian." He said calmly.


Elias extended his hand, and the girl, Tilvainian, took it gently, calmly, tears still in her eyes, yes, but no longer was she sobbing. Elias was careful as he administered his own nanites to her, he'd programmed them to create a latent cluster and then disperse that would absorb any excess electrical power inside her. He withdrew his hands a moment later, and nodded to her, "There now, You'll be fine soon..." he said quietly.


She nodded, but stayed seated beside the pedestal, He'd programmed the nanites he'd introduced to her system to bond to her preexisting nanites and mimic their appearence and behaviors until he needed them again.


He looked down at the girl, pitying her, for he knew her life was going to be painful, and she would turn into the most sadistic woman in the universe, as the stories went. "I'll see you later Miss Tilvainian..." He turned, and his delphi armor wrapped around him, as he exited the red room. Tilvainian had fallen asleep, relaxing against the holy Pedestal of the Templar's Creed, Penned by a Sinrasul Saquria, an anagram for Aquarius Lunaris.


Elias reappeared in the hallway, and he murmured beneath his armor, "I'm ready... It doesn't matter where she goes now, I can find her, and because of that, I can find and save Gemini Livingtree. Do what you need to do..."


Death's voice echoed out in his mind, "As you wish, Elias Grim..."


Elias sent a monostatic signal, one that would transcend space and the caustic embrace of reality, as the warehouse was a disruptive place, to Gemma's Delphi Armor, as well as to the nanites within Tilvainian.


"I'm Coming, And nothing in the high heavens or the deep hells can stop me." His voice would be terrifying, but it wouldn't quite be his voice, it would be like they simply knew the words, as though they were hearing them inside their souls.


 
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It only took Elias a few minutes to devise a plan that intersected with the one he was already running. He wasn't as ego-manical as some of the members of his clan, but he was every bit as lethal when pushed. He'd sent out a requisition for war earlier, but now, he knew every place Tilvainian had ever been, he had reactivated every nanite she'd ever left behind, and he knew now, the coordinates to every single Templar base that she had ever been to.


He made his way back to the lift, and back up to the primary arms storage facility, then found what he was looking for rapidly. A thirty megaton fission bomb with a reactive core that was treated with cortium. He gathered the priming pins, and two of the explosives, loaded them onto a cart, and then made his way to the primary transmat. He keyed his ship's cargo bay as it delivery point, and sent the bombs where he needed them to be.


A moment later, Elias turned around to face a much younger version of Aquarius, one he had met, but much younger regardless. The man raised a brow at him, and asked, "Fission bombs... Spoilers..?" Elias shrugged, and gave him a half smile, half frown, denoting that it was something that he'd rather not talk about. Aquarius nodded, and stepped past him, "You'll remember when I taught you how to use this..." He took up a weapon that was designed to burn a hole through a star, "Today's the first day were going to instruct you on it... Take one... I have a feeling you'll need it as well..." He said before he asked, "Need to be anywhere particular? Or any time?"


Elias shook his head, "Not yet... but I have a question to ask you... if you feel like answering..."


Aquarius shrugged, and said calmly, "Shoot."


Elias paused,then said two words, "Symbolum Templarii."


Aquarius smiled, instantly, and started laughing, he shook his head, "In all honesty, I was a different man then Elias, I didn't know they still used it..."


Elias nodded, "I just got back from the red room, There was a young girl there... She's going to nearly kill me in thirty or so years, then kidnap the woman I love, to use her as leverage against he united galactic core. I just injected her with nanites, my own nanites, that will act as a tracer in her, now that I've reactivated them. But she was sitting beside a pedestal, that had that book on it. I want to know something Aquarius. For what reason did you write that book? What part of it has justification to do what they did to a child..." Elias eyes shone with fury he'd held back for decades.


Aquarius paused, and looked down, "Most of it... actually states, that by whatever means necessary, even the sacrifice of innocence, we must maintain the purity of the human race, we must protect them from all aggressors, and if said aggressors attack us, or pose a threat, we must take the fight to their throne room, and cut the throats of the kings, the queens, the princes and the princesses, as well as their peasants and scholars, not even a single soul shall remain of a species unworthy of being man-kinds ally..." He glanced back up to Elias, "But that... was something I wrote long ago, when I was very angry, very stupid, and had no idea that space was even there. When all I wanted was vengeance for what had been done to me in hell all those years ago, again and again..."


Elias took the information in quietly, before he nodded, "I understand..." He said, turning away.


Elias gathered up one of the firearms that Aquarius had motioned for him to retrieve. He took seven of the shells that were required to operate it, five of the power cells, and then he placed them in a holster bandolier that lay beside them, he took the bandolier up and fastened it to his Delphi armor. He glanced back behind himself, to where Aquarius was preparing his own gear, and a thought came to him.


"I need Carlith's swords if she'll let me use them. Possible?" Elias asked Aquarius flatly.


It was like asking for someone to pass the salt a dinner, the conversation was calm, relaxed, Elias was planning for war, and Aquarius, who had been in such situations thousands of times before, just shrugged.


"Let me ask her." He pulled out a communicator, and keyed it on, a hologram appeared a moment later, Carlith looked at Aquarius with an annoyed expression, she was in her civilian clothing, a dressed down corset with half the ties undone, a long skirt, and her hair was done up in a loose bun. He nodded towards Elias and moved the communicator so she could see him. "He needs to borrow your swords."


Carlith frowned, her eyes went slightly wider, she remarked, "He's older... a lot older... I mean... Elias... That is you right? I just got done with your strength training last week. But goddess, your so big... Let me..." She turned off the communicator, and a moment later, she appeared beside Aquarius, her face was a mask of shock.


Aquarius shrugged slightly when she looked back and forth between them. Elias pulled the scythe out a moment later, "I need to adapt them into this, if that's possible." He said calmly.


Carlith reached out to the side, and pulled the weapons out of a portal, nodding slowly, she was still in shock, "Yeah... No... That... My god... you look..." Aquarius nodded slowly, "Spoilers Carlith... he's from decades from now. Looks like we need to accelerate his learning though."


Elias raised a brow, "So that's why you got so much harsher... well fuck me..." he muttered quietly before asking, "So how does this work?"


Carlith shook her head, "I'm... not sure, your using the Reaper's Scythe right..? But it's not unleashed, you need to... ask the Manifestation."


Elias frowned and shrugged, "I still don't get it... how it all works. What do I do?"


Aquarius shrugged slightly, "Can't show you, It'd create a very bad... Oh wait... never mind... Warehouse..." He hit himself upside the head, like he was an idiot.


Carlith glanced at him and snorted, shaking her head, "Duh... Idiot." She released the blades from her grip, all three of them floated in mid air, the weapons were held by a spell she was maintaining. Aquarius drew the scythe out of mid air, it looked far more advanced then Elias' more grotesque, more powerful. Carlith stepped back and asked Elias, "This is your big fight, isn't it the reason we trained you... Your going to fight Tilvainian..."


Elias nodded slowly, and Carlith glanced to Aquarius, "Give him Arachnos to use, Tilvainian is a thorn in the universes side, I don't care if she's a little kid right now, I would kill the whore if what she did didn't cause that to happen..."


Aquarius shook his head, "Elias won't need the power of a god to kill Tilvainian. He'll do fine with your swords and that scythe, as soon as Death finishes unleashing itself within him, and reveals his actual potential..."


It seemed as though Aquarius' words were like a que to the version of Death within Elias, Who, using his own powers, appeared visually in front of them in a spectral form. "You people and your time traveling... paradox denying..." He struggled to come up with a word, "Stuff!" Death shook his head, the image was similar to Elias, but in a constant state of flux between Elias and Aquarius. He looked to Elias and smiled, with a half cocked grin that showed he was up to something.


"I just finished getting him ready, and then you two show up... Ah... monsters and mayhem. Aquarius, You were my finest host. Elias is excellent though, very strong. Carlith, Aquarius, help me now. Buffer his soul. This is going to be rough.


Aquarius nodded, he'd experienced this without the buffering Death was referring to. Elias grew confused for a moment before he felt Aquarius unleash a spell against him, or rather, for his benefit. Carlith did the same thing, but her spell was less to buffer him, and more to empower him. He felt his nanites react, and his insides felt like they were suddenly on fire. He coughed, and then cried out in pain as his body began to react to the temporal forces they were unleashing upon him.


Then, from deep within him, he felt something.


"The souls of every living being that has ever died from the dawn of creation, until now... I'm going to channel their lives through you, I'm going to give you that power. It's going to hurt Elias... If they do their parts correctly. That's all it'll do. You are not prepared for this level of pain." Death's voice echoed out in his mind


Elias lowered his eyelids and then muttered, "Do it..."


A moment later, he felt his entire body being lifted from the floor as Death unleashed his energies into Elias. The feeling was like electricity arcing through him, trillions of volts per cell in his body, every second more and more poured into him. He grit his teeth, trying to resist the urge to scream in pain, but rapidly found he could no more scream then breathe, a moment after that, he found he didn't need to. As Death's energies poured into him, his eyes turned solid black, the cornea, the iris, the entire orb, all black.


Carlith watched with Fascinated horror as her apprentice was turned into the very avatar of Death. She glanced at Aquarius for a moment, muttering, "You went through this too?" Aquarius looked to her for a moment, nodded, then said, "Focus, We lose focus for a second, Elias will be lost to us."


Carlith nodded, and resumed her focused spell. But it wasn't really needed all that much anymore. Temporal energies wrapped around Elias in an arcing pattern, shimmering around him pulling into him as he began to absorb Ether, and it converted into mana. Aquarius' eyes widened in amazement, "He's not a spell user... how... is this possible?" He he stepped forward with one leg, and increased his output of energy, converting it from a soul buffer to an Ether Flow, he glanced to Carlith and nodded to her, that she should do the same.


Elias gasped as he felt the power flood his system. Within seconds, he gained enough power to create his own dimension, to create, destroy, and modify creation itself. Then it spread across his timeline, from one end to the other, and a moment after that, it was sealed away, then unleashed again in a massive blast that Aquarius and Carlith both barely had time to shield themselves from as they cut off their Ether Flow spells.


Aquarius looked back to Elias as he dropped to the floor in a low crouch, and stood slowly back up again. "You have control over magic now, but no ability to use it... What... is the point?" Aquarius asked him carefully, not knowing who would answer.


Elias' attention snapped to Aquarius instantly, his voice was combined with that of Death's, "It's not the reason for it, it's a means to an end, It's so I can learn your spell, the Infinity Drop. I'm going to need it to kill Tilvainian and Dameian. I need you to teach it to me. Now if possible."


Aquarius shuddered slightly, and shook his head, "But it doesn't... work... It's..." he said before Elias smiled and tapped his forehead, muttering, "Spoilers old friend... Just teach the boy, I know how to make it work."


With a nod, and a shiver, he brought his right hand up, and the spell seal appeared before him. He took in a deep breath, and then let it out, his hand shooting forward he let the spell wrap around him, and it empowered him drastically, He seemed to shimmer out of reality as he murmured in an echoing tone, "Infinity... Drop..." He raised his hand toward Elias, and said quietly, "I have the power at the current moment to obliterate creation a thousand times over, to rewrite history, and to redo every event that has ever occurred, But I'm vulnerable, a single attack that could kill me, would wipe out everything I've ever done... it would alter history... forever..."


Elias shot forward, his scythe coming to Aquarius' throat in a fraction of a second, "Infinities Edge." He said flatly. The spell wrapped around him, forming in a profound way that Aquarius had not expected. Rather then using the seconds of ones life as his spell had, Elias was using the tiniest fragments of reality itself, either end of the universe. It was the same spell, but much more advanced. Aquarius watched as his ultimate attack came to full cycled fruition in front of his eyes, in a way he could not understand. He could sense the power Elias possessed at that very moment, a moment later, the power collapsed back into him, and vanished.


All of it had happened in a heartbeat.


"It's for each attack, rather then a sustain as you've used it in the past uncle. Death showed me how to accelerate it, refine it, and use a different timeline then my own. It uses causality and spatial energies to create the bridge between my energies, and the energies of the universe itself. You link the point you were born, the exact moment of conception actually, and the moment of your own death, to the start and end of time itself. Interesting concept really..." Elias said as calmly as though he had just explained how to use something as simple as a telephone, or a disc player, he lowered his scythe, and then glanced to Carlith, who was standing by, stunned.


"Swords Auntie?" Elias asked, motioning to the weapons. His scythe was now the much more advanced version.


Carlith nodded slowly, and muttered, "Yeah... I imagine you know how to absorb them now..?"


Elias grinned and nodded, tapping the floor with the butt of the scythe, he motioned to the weapons and they shimmered out of existence, their powers now part of the scythe until he released them again. "I'll drop them off here after a while, or I wont, and you'll have to find them."


Carlith nodded, and then looked to Aquarius, "I think he's ready..."


Aquarius had an incredulous look on his face, "Yeah... I think he could kill us at this point... Glad he's on our side." He laughed, it wasn't nervous, it was genuine amusement. "Go save the universe Nephew. Make us all proud."


Elias smiled and nodded, and vanished before their eyes.


Carlith and Aquarius glanced between themselves, muttering, "We have so much work to do." At the same time.


~A~


Elias reappeared on his ship, in his proper timeline, He went to the primary console and let his nanites put in the coordinates for every Templar stronghold he could trace Tilvainian having ever gone to. Then, he opened a direct nanite link to Tilvainian, and a link to Gemma through the Delphi. This would come only a few minutes after the first transmission.


"Tilvainian, you have two options. They are as follows, Return Gemini Livingtree to me, unharmed, and alive, and I will kill you quickly, and painlessly. You wont even feel it happen. Your other option, is to watch as I burn down your kingdom, and then feel the suffering as I spend the next few hours tearing you apart for having taken her from me. Respond by sending out a signal to me. I know you can." Elias' voice would echo out in Tilvainian's mind, as well as Gemma's armor's transceiver.


Tilvainian's voice returned a reply, and Elias made sure it was linked to Gemma's comm, so she knew what was going to happen.


"Do your worst Grim. I already beat you once." She said confidently.


Elias smirked, and started the tesser engines on his ship. He had pre-programmed it on what to do, the first tesseract would appear behind him, and appear in Tilvainian's stronghold, right beside Gemma's cell. Then, from there, the next few thousand tesseracts would form between the ships cargo bay and every single location that Tilvainian had ever graced with her presence that was related to the Templars and would have a low enough impact that he was willing to blow up.


He sent her one final message of favor, "Last try Tilvainian." He sent to her as he stood up, and dropped out of the tesseract, next to Gemma's cell.


Tilvainain's response was similar to the earlier reply, "Do. Your. Worst."


Elias signaled his ship, and across the universe, there were fission explosions that destroyed thousands of Templar outposts, strongholds, and primary bases of operation.


He pressed his palm against the wall of the cell Gemma was within, and his nanites ate through it in seconds. As he did so, his army of nanite controlled Delphi units began to invade the Templar fortress from individual Tesseracts, and go to war with the Templars inside.


He turned to Gemma, the armor on his helm sliding back, a smile on his face, he offered her his right hand, "Sorry to worry you Gemma. But I promise, I'll never let them take you from me again." The anti gravity within the chamber would still be active, so she would continue to float, but the thrusters on her armor would allow her to move freely.
 
With the voice echoing inside her, Gemma felt an almost unearthly confidence swell. The armor had formed not around or under her bonds, as she'd initially thought, but through them, severing the alloy. Suspended in the air, she concentrated on staying upright, but with no hesitation called out, her voice defiant and strong, "You hear that, Templars? You hear what he said? He's coming from you... You made the worst mistake you could possibly ever make. You underestimated the Reaper... And now he's coming and if you think for one second you'll make it through this you're bigger fools than imagined. You took something that belongs to him, and nothing... not you, not anything in the universe will stop him from taking it back. You waged war with someone you cannot defeat, and he's coming. Whatever perverted, bastardized version of God you've drummed up, you better pray they're listening... but frankly, I don't imagine He likes you very much, either. Good luck."


After that, it was a waiting game. One she could only assume was Elias, preparing to tear the universe asunder to reach her. She wasn't wrong. When his next message came through she smirked. It was a parallel to her own warning... and within her rose a sense of absolute pride. Her uncertainty was erased. She loved him. No question.


When his warning repeated she knew they'd made the wrong choice. They were finished.


She could see and hear nothing after that, but she was not afraid. She was patient. She was ready. And when the wall dissolved before her eyes she didn't wait for the words to leave Elias's mouth before activating the thrusters in the armor, propelling herself forward and into his arms.


"I wasn't worried..." She offered, softly, "I knew you'd come. I knew you'd find me... you always will. I love you, Elias. And I'm not afraid anymore... but I want to finish this. Let's finish this."
 
Elias returned the embrace readily, he held Gemma close, closing his eyes for a long moment as he regained the sense that it wasn't a dream, and he was in fact holding her in his arms again. His armors helm had slid away while he was tearing down the wall, and he kissed her with everything he had. He nuzzled her a moment later, murmuring, "I'm never letting you go again Gemini Livingtree. And yes, Lets finish this... Leave that to me..." He turned towards the complex, holding her in his arms, "This is my canvas... and these..." he held up his left hand, he was supporting her with his right arm, "These are my paint and brushes... Let me show you my art." he said with an obvious flair of dramatization.


It battle could be considered an art form, then Elias was the master of it right then. He was using his Nano-Clones, the Delphi armor suits supported by thousands upon thousands of his nanites to engage in a fierce battle with the Templar. He'd rapidly abandoned using the armor as simple humanoid weapons and rapidly converted them all into a single overwhelming creature. It swept through the complex, devouring it one room at a time in such a fashion that any secret tunnels would be exposed and the "beast" it had become would surge into them and devour everything within.


It took minutes for the special forces of the Templar that were not within proximity of the primary chamber room, the room that Tilvainian protected, to die. There were twenty souls left alive within the complex by the time Elias had led Gemma to the center of the complex.


The doors to the center of the complex, were built of super-condensed nano-steel, a substance that rebuilt itself into a programmed design to make the doors nearly indestructible. The room itself was surrounded in a barrier, top, bottom, and sides, made of the same substance. All of it was nanite technology that Tilvainian, as a master technomancer, had harnessed over the years. She stood in the center of the room, shouting orders to her remaining troops as they scrambled into position. The Grand Cleric, Damien, stood by, his mood one that showed he was unconcerned with the events going on. He had a personal tesser unit that could move him across the entire universe in the blink of an eye, so he didn't care what happened here, he knew he was safe.


Damien approached Tilvainian and addressed her calmly, "Tilly, your losing control of your facility... Best work on that dear."


Tilvainian glared at him, "Shut up Dammit, I have to focus to maintain the barriers. Elias Grim should be dead! He should be dead!!" she screamed angrily.


She heard his voice a moment later, "I warned you Tilvainian... Now I'm going to make good on my threats."


Tilvainian froze, and looked to then looked to Damien, "You should go Damien, This will not end well." She murmured. She'd felt the hatred in Elias' voice, and she knew, somehow, she knew, he was going to come through those doors and butcher everyone standing inside.


Elias had paused at the doors, In all honesty, he was impressed by their designs. He had all but carried Gemma this far, light as she was, and strong as he was, along with his armor and nanites, it wasn't even like carrying a feather. He set her down now, and concentrated, bringing the Nano-Storm-Beast he had created to him. It coiled in a great writhing mass of Delphi and his own nanite's all blackened from combat, all gleaming and shining, the storm became like a massive snake, without a head, just a coiling mass that Elias focused on. He brought it around himself and focused it into a hardened mass, like so many billions of blades, they whirled around him, narrowly avoiding Gemma and himself, he brought the storm crashing into the nano door.


In the moment of the assault on the door, he began bonding his own nanites with the door, creating a viable trace route into them, until he could reprogram them. It took him a fraction of a second to gain control of the door, and begin to "melt" it away.


One of the things that the Delphi armor did was replicate it's own substance, it expanded, and became a greater mass. His nanites were imitating the Delphi, so during the time it had consumed everything inside the base, the denizens, the wall fixtures, and everything else besides the steel framework and the last door between Elias, Gemma, and the outside air, which, for all he knew was vacuum. The mass had quadrupled in size since the initial attack, and now, he was burning down the wall in front of himself with it.


He strode into the room, shouting out, "Death has come for you Templar! Death has come for all of you!" In his right hand his scythe appeared, and he slammed it down on the ground, creating a fissure from himself to all of the Templar in the room symbolically. He flicked his left hand forward, and the Nano-Storm rushed forward, devouring everything in it's path. Within seconds, Every Templar in the room was dead, save for Tilvainian and Damien. Elias watched as Damien attempted to use his personal Tesser unit, and waved his finger at the man, "I've got the Tesseract filled with a Fission bomb's reaction right now. It wont go down for another five minutes at least. Your staying here... while were on the subject..." He manipulated the Nano-storm to strip Damien of all but his simple robes, leaving him bald in the process, his nanites were through, even the implanted escape tools in his right leg were devoured rapidly, and painfully.


Damien cried out and collapsed in agony as the Nano-storm tore a hole in his leg, and then held him down physically. But honestly, Elias had stopped paying attention to the man. He was facing Tilvainian, who had drawn her blade, the terrifying weapon that could disperse a persons cells into the Ether itself, thus ending their existence. Her face was like stone, no real anger, just a sense of duty.


"Elias The Grim Reaper... I hereby find you guilty of sacrilege, treason to mankind, and the murder of billions. Your sentence is death. May your god's have mercy on your soul, Because mine will not." Tilvainian said venomously.


Elias frowned at her, and shook his head slowly, "Grand Templar Tilvainian, Commander of all Templars in known space within the Legion of Echo's... You are guilty of Treason against the United Galactic Confederacy, the Framing of Gemini Livingtree and countless others. The Assault and attempted murder a Hunter within the Artemis Battalion, and the attempted Genocide of the Malthusian Race. Your sentence is to be decided by a jury of your peers... But in all honesty, I don't give a damn about much of that... You kidnapped the woman I love..." Elias' eyes turned black suddenly as he unleashed the power of the reaper inside of him.


He shot forward using the thrusters within his suit, as well as the innate power Death was giving him, and his own physical strength lifted him from the floor and his scythe came towards Tilvainian at a rate that no human without the use of Nanites could follow. But the battle was far from one-sided. Tilvainian had her own Delphi Suit, the armor had embraced her rapidly and she blocked the first arcing blow with her sword, the resulting explosion of power from the Scythe of Death, the Three God-Slaying Swords Carlith had lent to Elias, and Tilvainians sword echoed throughout the now cavernous structure as the Nano-storm did three things, protected Gemma, devoured the remains of the room, and held Damien for later charges.


It wasn't a surprise to Elias that Tilvainian had held her ground. Her power was legendary for a reason. She was the finest technomancer in known space, as well as one of the strongest nanite users to date. She was a master swordswoman and capable of great stamina in battle. So as she feinted her sword towards his ribs, he spun his scythe's haft and swept the blade up, knocking it away harmlessly. The next attack was sudden, she used an empty hand to strike at his face, it was a blow he didn't see coming as he had been focusing on the sword, and it took him by surprise, the Delphi armor reacted quickly and blocked the blow, but it still caused him to stumble slightly.


Elias pulled back slightly, and held the scythe at ready, spitting out blood, he muttered, "I see why your feared Tilvainian."


She held her resolve, her face calm, like she expected to win this battle, "Enough Theatrics Grim. Stop holding back, your insulting me." she spat out at him.


Elias raised a brow, and nodded slowly, "As you wish..."
 
Meanwhile, Gemma only watched. She would not move, would not go anywhere near the chaos. She could hear Dolly's premonition resonating in her mind and she would not tempt fate anymore than necessary. It was difficult, because there was nothing more she wanted to do than help Elias. She had the Delphi Armor, and a renewed sense of confidence, but she was no match for people who had been training their whole lives for this sort of thing.


Elias was the strongest man she knew... and that was without the abilities given to him by his suit, by the nanites... and there was also, of course, being the personification of Death. She would be in his way... and that would do him no good. She would stay put, cautious... ready to jump in only if absolutely necessary...


And in her mind she would try very, very hard not to panic, each time that awful woman neared Elias. Even when he'd rid her of her sword, Gemma could not relax. The blade skittered across the floor and Gemma stepped back when it neared her feet. That, she remembered, was the blade she was meant to use, herself... the same one that would ultimately lead to her end...


It was all entirely too real... and all she could do was pray it was over, soon.
 
Elias' armor changed rapidly, it was a small change, but it would be noticeable. It compressed around him, and seemed to fan out, like a million tiny blades rising up from the surface of it. He took several steps back as his nano-storm collapsed around them, reducing the room to blackness. He appeared beside Gemma, and crouched down, his fingertips pressing against the floor, a light sparking of electrical energy arcing between his fingers and the floor. He glanced to her, and shrugged.


"She told me to stop holding back..." he said as the nano-storm converged on Tilvainian.


Elias stood up as the nano-storm slowed and then reduced back to the Delphi units that it was comprised of, being operated by Elias' Nanites. He took up Tilvainians sword and spun it once around his wrist, testing it's balance before a sheath comprised of Delphi plating wrapped around it, nullifying its effects. He'd sent the Reapers Scythe away as well, no longer needing a weapon. He clipped the sword to his back, and let it hang there as he approached where his armor clones held Tilvainian.


The fight was over.


Elias pressed his hand against Tilvainians forehead and spoke clearly.


"I, Elias Grim, Hereby take the waking memories of The Grand Templar Tilvainian into my possession to be used as evidence. I hereby place you under arrest and shall carry out your punishment." Elias had been recording the moment to his memory carefully, Time and date-stamping it so that when he took it into the courts, it would be recognized as un-tampered evidence. He transferred the data immediately to an upload cloud that was protected by WFI's internal investigations division and then he repeated the process with Dameian. He pulled back from the Grand Cleric much faster then he had from Tilvainian, drew a pistol, and shot the man in the head ruthlessly until his there was nothing left but a smoking crater.


He shuddered, and turned to Tilvainian, "He was a very... very bad man... But you..." He shook his head at the woman, "I don't understand how they brainwashed you so easily. Nanites should have prevented this..."


He turned towards Gemma, "I've a favor to ask of you Gemma. I've gone through her memories, In fact, I planted my nanites in her a long time ago, and they've been watching her since... Tilvainian is guilty of only following her faith, and carrying out the orders of those who led her to believe she was acting on gods very will. She's not even the same woman who kidnapped you earlier... Of that... I'm sure. That woman is already dead... She was in the barracks, one of the first to die to my clones." He shrugged slightly.


His armor's helmet folded back and away, and he smiled at Gemma, the look on his face was almost sad though, as though he knew of some greater crime "I need you to remove her nanites, all of them, they were surgically grafted to her when she was a child. They were pre-programmed, designed to force her to do things she never would have otherwise. Basically... I need you to save her soul..."
 
Gemma had turned away when the pistol came out. She did not watch as he dispatched the other templar, and only looked up when Elias spoke to her. He wanted something from her, and for a moment she was terrified that he was going to ask her to kill the woman, as Dolly has implied she would. The fact was, she might have been able to, had Tilvainian somehow managed to get the upperhand... Had Elias needed her assistance. But she was helpless, now... and it would, even if it was not, feel like murder.


Her fears, unfortunately, were not necessarily unwarrented. What he asked... what he wanted her to do was just as bad, if not worse.


"Elias..." She started, softly, "I... I can't." Lowering her voice, she looked away from the woman, "It's an execution. A death sentence. I wouldn't even know how to begin, really... even if I wanted to, but... but if I did manage to find a way, we'd... I would be killing her. And if what you said is true... if she is just a pawn, unable to decide her own fate, I can't be responsible for that."
 
Pausing, Elias frowned slightly, he looked to Tilvainian, and sighed, rubbing the back of his head, he muttered, "I was afraid you would say that... and with Akitoko gone... that would make Aquarius the only other person who can do it without the utter possibility of failure..."


Elias looked crestfallen. He strode over to Tilvainian and pulled out his comm unit. He keyed it for Aquarius' line, and spoke into it clearly, "Aquarius, this is Elias Grim, I've a favor to ask you. I'm going to send you a paitent, I need you to extract the nanites within her, then I need you to deprogram her. It's going to be... all but about eight years of her life that she's going to need work on her..."


Aquarius' voice came back across, "So I take it you rescued your princess and beat the dragon at the top of the tower... only you want to save the dragons life..."


Elias snorted, and shook his head, sighing, "Yeah... some knight I am..."


Aquarius' voice came across again, "Maybe not a white knight like you may have wanted, but at least your still a knight in shining armor, even if it is black and covered in blood."


Elias sighed again, and said, "I'll send her with my comm, but this is what you raised me for right... I can retire now right..? No more saving the universe, no more murdering, no more craziness?"


Aquarius' voice came through once more, "Maybe... But not for a while Elias Grim. You'll just have to spend some time in the courts with Gemma, You'll be turning her in after this I assume."


Elias looked back to Gemma, an almost depressed look on his face, "Yeah... I've no choice in that... do I..."


Aquarius didnt reply. Instead, the comm tore it's way out of Elias' hand, and attached itself to Tilvainians chest. She looked to Elias in confusion before she simply vanished. No puff of smoke, no snap of reality. She was just gone. Elias turned his attention away from the spot and looked to Gemma, he approached her slowly, saying gently, "There's the matter of your legal status... Until the evidence I've provided to the Valorians can be validated and sifted through, your still a wanted woman, and the sooner your in legal custody, the sooner they can work on your status as something other then in the company of a renegade Hunter. I might have extreme legal authority, but I cannot remove a bounty while it's active, and I cannot prevent the law from coming after you..." He paused for a moment.


His eyes looked far away, mysterious, as though he was considering something, "Unless you want me to take you away Gemma, to run with you to the far edges of the universe. To take you beyond the edges of the infinities... To where you aren't even a face in the crowd..." Elias said gently.
 
It went well. Too well, really. The catch should not have come as a surprise then, and really... in a way, it didn't. Of course it couldn't be that easy. Take down the bad guys, save the universe and be instantly exonerated. It was a little silly to think there was a cut and dry ending to all of this and she was a little embarrassed to think she'd expected one.


As the Templar woman vanished, she stared at the spot where she had been a moment before, considering Elias's words and exactly what they'd meant. He was willing to run with her... to give up everything and disappear with her into the wilds of the universe. They would be ghosts... Nameless, faceless... Just the two of them, alone...


Tears stung her eyes as she looked at him, slowly shaking her head, "...I want that. I want it so badly, Elias, it hurts to think about. But it's because of that, that you and I both know we can't. That's not an ending... it's just a different type of running. The only way this will ever really be over with is if we face those courts. After that, whatever happens, I'm yours. No questions asked."
 
Turning Gemma into the Valorians would be one of the harder things Elias had done in his life. She would however, have the upper hand in the legal systems on Valoria as well as on Earth, where she would be tried for the charges pressed against her.


As old as Elias' allies were. Carlith and Aquarius were both very powerful in not only physical, metaphysical but also the collective legal systems within the allied forces, that either one of them would have made good legal defendants, but with the both of them representing Gemma, it took them little time to dismantle the case against her. It took five years earth time to manage it all, during which time, Aquarius had taken Gemma into custody during the time her hearing would be taking place. Which, meant she'd be spending the majority of her time outside of the primary dimension of existance and within Aquarius' home. Elias had spent his time away for the most part, hunting down remaining members of the Legion of Echos. The few remaining were easily killed off, though a few of them Elias actually managed to bring into custody were higher ranking then he had anticipated.


At the end of the five year duration, Aquarius had managed to extract the nanites that were integrated with Tilvainian, and given her a newer generation of clean Nanites. When she had been deprogrammed, Tilvainian revealed far more then the download of her memories ever could have, and with the revelation that Aquarius had indeed founded several of the earlier Templar orders, she was at a loss as to why things had deteriorated between him and the Templar order.


The only thing that could have shocked her more, was having it explained to her, that it was literally a lovers quarrel that had set off the war between the Templars and the Lunaris Clan. She stood as a primary witness for Gemma during the final trials and probably made more of a difference then anything else in the end. As the final court case came to a close, the verdict was finally handed down by a collective of judges from the varying systems effected by the entire fiasco. Gemma was acquitted of the crimes she had be accused of. Tilvainian was acquitted of having involvement in the entire fiasco, as it was judged that she had been brainwashed, and was under control of the templars from the time she as a child.


After it was all said and done, Elias was was the only one who was in any real trouble. He'd set off a high payload ordinance on several thousand planets without any legal jurisdiction, and was charged with malicious property damage, and large scale murder. His response to all of this, however, was a shrug and the statement, "They all had bounties on their heads... Mostly..." He was required to pay restitution to the worlds effected by the fission bomb's blast and spend a life sentance in prison for his crimes. The restitutions were paid, but when he was placed in prison, on the first day, it was realized that due to his high profile, and high level of strength and ability, there was no real way to hold him. He was released promptly and given special pardon by the united military forces.


~


Elias sighed as he stared out at the plains beyond Aquarius' home. He had been brooding over the time he'd been required to spend in prison. His mother stood by him, no less broody, but hers was for another reason.


"Six fights... fifteen more deaths... in four hours... I swear Elias... Can't you just serve your time like the rest of us have..." Fate said with a scowl.


Elias turned to her with a glare, "I refuse. I've done more then enough good to pardon any sin I've ever committed or will commit. I'm a goddamn War-hero, not to mention all the lives I saved in wiping out the Templars over the last twenty years, The only other people with the backbone to do it have been Aquarius, Carlith, and you, and none of YOU were ever put on trial for it..."


Carlith was lounging on the roof that was overhanging the balcony that they stood on, the deck on the western side of the mansion, "I was actually, a few times, I got burned at the stake once for it, Oh that was a laugh. Burn me at the stake will they..." She let out a cackle, "I burned the whole village to the ground, Then they were cinders! Buahaha!" She shouted out before she flailed and nearly fell off the building, only to catch herself, on a wing, coming to land on her tip toes on the ground, "Whoops, don't mind me..." She said as she caught Fate's glare.


Aquarius was seated at his desk, where he shouted out, "No, Elias is right, I'll not let one of my own rot in jail. He's not immortal and neither is Gemini. It would be cruel to them in many ways to leave him to the wolves. Besides, He may be done with the universes fights, but it's not done with him... We know that now. He's paid them off more then enough with the currency he had to, and I know I greased enough palms to earn more then a few favors with every system from here to Malthusia, and THEY wouldn't let him rot either, Unknown to most, even you all, but..." He paused, and glanced to Fate, "The Malthusians regard Elias as the savior of their people. If our governments incarcerated him, They would have declared war upon us and wiped us out within a half-cycle." Aquarius leaned back in his arm chair, taking up his pipe, he took a deep drag off of it, and let it out with a sigh, "All in all, Elias being free to do as he pleases is far more valuable then to have him rotting in a jail cell for the next ten thousand years, as would be required. Because in all honesty, If another war does occur, I know he'll be standing by my side, doing what he knows is right... And then... There's also Genesis... Isn't there..." He said pointedly at Elias, and Gemma, who would have been present.


Carlith had vanished from the ground, and reappeared beside Aquarius, stolen his pipe and was blowing smoke shapes with various shapes. She had a great deal of precision about this, each of them were crude, rude, or cute in some fashion, as was her nature. Aquarius sighed, and shook his head, closed his eyes and let himself relax.


Elias nodded slowly, "Yeah... Genesis... How far along are we with that... Five years of unrestricted research gotten us anywhere..?" He asked hesitantly. He didn't want to press the matter, but it was something on his mind.
 
There was something to say about Elias's family. In the beginning she had come very close to loathing them... the way they'd treated Elias, the things they had done to him. It had been difficult, damn near impossible really, seeing them as anything but the people who had ruined his chance for a normal life. But throughout the trial and even afterwards, she had begun to understand his affection for them.


Time during the trials seemed to creep by in increments of inches, perpetuated by Elias's frequent absence. It was difficult, to put it mildly, but towards the end the light began to shine through again. With the defense they'd put up and with the Templar partially responsible for her framing there was no way Gemma would go down for it.


She'd been acquitted in the end, and her part at least was overwith. But then Elias had been called forward to stand for his crimes, and because it was apparently more prudent to punish him for actions committed out of necessity than honor him for essentially saving the known universe he was convicted. His sentencing had stunned Gemma, but his subsequent pardon she had seen coming from a mile away. He was a hero and everyone knew it. Jailing him for his actions wasn't just ludicrous, it was criminal.


It was over. Over half a decade of her life... but it was finally over.


Sitting on the deck overlooking Aquarius's land, Gemma sighed comfortably, leaning back in her chair. A smile tipped the corner of her lips as Fate lectured Elias on the course of his actions. The words would fall on deaf ears... He would no sooner be able to stop doing what he did than he would be able to stop stars from falling and planets revolving. It was a part of him, and now, it was of Gemma.


She straightened at the mention of the Genesis project and when Elias turned to her the small smile turned into a grin, "...It's amazing, Elias. We've already achieved so much, in such a short time. I'm more than optimistic that in a few more years it will be fully functional. We're gonna change the world... literally."
 
Aquarius stood up and nodded slowly, "I've kept my nose out of this so far, but I'm actually very curious... Gemini, Do you happen to have any early generation nanites programmed for basic function run-times? I'd like to test them out soon... Actually now if it's possible... I can have Dolly rig up a synthesizer and Elias can boost any run-times you've devised, As can Fate, Carlith and I can distort a section of the island to match the worst ozone layers were dealing with, and..." He shrugs slightly, "With any luck, your new run-times and whatever else you've come up... we can see how efficiently the Genesis program might work, We'll alter scales... take readings... give you real results that you can use, it will cost us nothing, and... possibly give you a great deal of research data that will accelerate your research possibly by... a decade or two..?"


Elias glanced to Gemma, a light frown on his face, he'd shown her the advanced mechanics of the Genesis project the day she was kidnapped, and then, eventually, he'd snuck the rest of the data to her with his own nanites. It had accelerated things a lot already, but Aquarius already knew that. What he wanted to see was how much longer until it actually worked.


"In all honesty, we tried this last cycle, and it didn't work, we blew up five planets trying to get it right. Aquarius and I can cleanse the planet by magic, but it just goes right back to being a rats nest the moment we drop the spells... Humans also get a bit ancy when the skys roll back and theres daylight streaming in over Chicago at five in the afternoon after a busy, smoggy day of work." Carlith said cynically, "We need YOU to develop this Gemma, we tried, and failed, Aquarius is brilliant, but with all the other projects were working on..." She was skimming a data pad now.


"None of us have enough time to get any of our work done, and Genesis, despite it's importance. Aquarius is..." Fate said, trailing off.


"Dealing with universal dooms day threats... more often then not..." Aquarius finished with a sigh as he sent off the dockets for multiple shipments of not only relief aid but arms and ammunition to the edges of Malthusian space, where the United Galactic forces had been helping maintain balance and help rebuild what had been lost.


Elias rubbed his head, and looked to Gemma, muttering, "Five years... and not even once... have any of you..." He glanced between them, then back to Gemma, "What am I the only one that's been counting the seconds?"


Aquarius shrugged, "Balls in your court boy. We can't ask her for you. Well, I could, But it would be rude, Besides, she'd probably think I was the one asking... and I don't-" a well time smack to the back of his head from Carlith shut him up promptly.
 
"I've got a few programs we could test... It's just not exactly a simulation you want to run down on Earth. I mean, all things considered if it works... great, but if it fails, well... it's not like a rat in a test cage. And I'd rather not blow up anything, now that I've finally got my name cleared and all. But if you think it'll work here, we can definitely try. Anything that speeds up the process is a plus in my book."


Glancing between everyone, she shrugged, "It's nice though, to be honest... getting back to work. You don't realize how important something is to you until you can't do it anymore. I feel like I'm making a difference, even if Genesis never really is successful. We've discovered so many interesting new things, as far as the Nanites go... There are so many minute little details I missed - Really, working with Elias this whole time gave me a much better understanding of how they work. We've got a few things planned that may just change the face of Magistrate. It's exciting, and I'm hoping it'll officially clear away any doubt towards my innocence."


Her eyes shifted to Elias then and her brow knit as she looked between him and Aquarius, "...Ask me what?"
 
Fate, Aquarius, and Carlith all held their breath quietly, Aquarius at his desk, his arms crossed over his chest, his companion resting easily on the arm of his chair, Fate had turned around and was leaning against the railing of the deck, all eyes were on Elias as he sighed and rubbed the back of his head for a moment. He sighed and nodded, before he muttered, "Aquarius... If you'd be so kind... It's in your desk still..."


Aquarius nodded as well, a grin on his lips, his fangs were showing slightly as he waved his fingertips towards his desk, it slid open and there was a flash inside it. The same flash occurred behind Elias back, where he'd moved one of his hands behind him. He was standing in front of Gemma, where he closed his eyes for a moment, and muttered, "Hm... Okay... Here goes..."


Elias moved close to Gemma, and, as could be predicted, bent down on a knee. "Gemini Paige Livingtree I have spent the last five years with you, and we have endured more then most people could ever together. I could not see living without you, Would you do me the honor of being my wife?" he asked. Elias genuinely looked nervous, as though facing a challenge he had no idea how to deal with.


Elias drew out a ring, it was a pair of diamonds, one white, one black, the two had been fused together using tremendous force. The band was made up of a similar metaloid to the Delphi armor. It gleamed in the twilight of Aquarius lands, shimmering like an ever blazing jewel.
 
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Five years, countless hours spent together - neither one of them shy about their professions of feelings for one another, having endured more together than possibly any couple in history... quite literally having faced the potential end of the universe together and through it all lost no amount of love - but rather grown... and still, she had not seen it coming.


Heart in her throat, tears in her eyes she watched as Elias bent to his knee, the ring shining up at her, immeasurably beautiful... a perfect symbol of the two of them. Light and dark, fused in harmony...


For a long moment, she was speechless. A tear slid down her cheek and she laughed softly, brushing it away. "...I was starting to think I'd need to ask you..." She said, quietly, before nodding, "Yes, Elias. Absolutely, yes."
 
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