The Seventh Trumpet Sounded (07-07-2021)

== Terrus, VYLE-666 (07/07/2021) ==
The universe was in a massive war. The denizens of the planet of Terrus, have found a way to traverse other universes with the help of Syndicate. However, it was not for positive reasons. For thousands of years they had known the multiverse existed. What they called their prophet had seen it, a ripple in space time, a glimpse into another world. After that fateful night, he had let the people know of his findings, and pleaded for the governments of the world to direct more resources towards finding a way into other worlds. Hundreds of years later, that Prophet had a religion after them. And the governments all merged into one. Under one currency, and under one ruler. It was a truly unified world, with one goal: Take over the universe.
Then came the Syndicate, an organization with a similar goal. They saw usefulness in the world, and made them their puppets. They helped advance their multiverse traversal technology. Within years, Terrus Conglomerate had taken two universes in their Wing. They weren’t planning on stopping, until another group got in their way.
“Unidentified spacecraft have been spotted in the North sector of space,” a Terrus pilot said on his radio. He looked on and saw an armada of starships and capital ships coming his way. The pilot looked on in fear as the ships slowly moved closer. He then swallowed heavily and said in a threatening manner on the radio, “You are entering Terrus Conglomerate territory. Turn back now, or face the consequences.” He then hears a response back from a very young sounding boy. “What would the consequences be, tiny ship guy?” He scoffed, surely this kid doesn’t realize the power of the Conglomerate. He got on the radio again, “You will meet death at the hands of Terrus.”
“Oooo so scary. Is that all?”
“Foolish to downplay us.”
The pilot contacts the rest of the Terrus fleet and says, “We will not falter. We are the Conglomerate. You will kneel to us whether you like it or not.” In an instant, the pilot is shot down by a blast from the Seraphim fleet. Bloodclaute flicks Hellscream in the back of the head and says, “Trigger discipline much?” Hellscream nervously says, “My bad, I got a bit excited.” Soon after, multiple Terrus ships fly towards the armada. “Alright everyone, as usual,” Creed says from the main Seraphim Capital ship, also known as the Bethlehem. The Seraphim ships all move into position, making a pincer-like formation and shooting down the enemy ships. Here Lies Fate walks up next to Creed as the Bethlehem moves forward. “The leader is still on the planet. I have seen her,” Fate says, touching Creed’s shoulder. “Is she powerful?” Creed asks.
“There is a reason she rules 3 universes.”
“Then I won’t hold back.”
Fate doesn’t say anything, even though she foresaw the end of it all. She shivers and walks back to her seat. She believes what will happen will be too much, but then thinks, will it? Her past is of pain and blood. Maybe this is retribution. She shakes the thought and begins to give orders to the Dominion fighters.
A few hours pass, and the Seraphim closes in on the planet of Terrus. The anti-space weapons on the planet’s surface engage and begin a barrage of laser fire and missiles. A few Seraphim ships are destroyed, but the pilots are saved by an Elysian on the Bethlehem who teleports them into the capital ship for safety. Though they can’t save them all. Some losses are made and the Elysian grieves at the ones they couldn’t protect. Priestess comforts them and tends to the pilots’ wounds
Tech-Savvy says in an annoyed tone as she shoots from a turret on the Capital ship. “Those were good ships and good soldiers. Fuck.” She then presses a button that opens up multiple hatches under the ship. She presses another button and a rain of highly explosive photon bombs fall into the atmosphere. Due to the speed of the bombs hitting the ground, the explosions completely clear out the ground tanks and anti-air guns. The Seraphim make it into the atmosphere and drop off Creed, Here Lies Fate, El Diablo, Priestess, Imperialist, and Blink. They’re met by a platoon of Conglomerate soldiers, guarding the large obsidian spire in front of them. Creed tries to negotiate, “Guys, this doesn’t have to get any worse than it is now. Just let me get to the Queen so she can surrend-'' a bullet strikes Creed in the head. He reels back and regains his balance. The bullet sticks to his forehead, but instead of being impaled, it crushes against his skull. Creed reaches for the bullet and takes it off his head. He examines it a bit and then finds the soldier who shot it. He flicks the bullet towards the soldier and it impales him at the speed of sound. The other soldiers look in horror at their comrade, with a giant hole in his chest. ”I’m going to ask again. Take me to the Queen,” Creed says, still calmly. The soldiers slowly raise their guns at the group. Creed sighs and says, “Teddy, Corvus, go ahead.” 
El Diablo and Blink nod as they walk towards the soldiers. They all tell them to freeze, but to no avail. El Diablo holds their hands at their sides and from the ground, comes dozens of imps and other demons of varying size. They run towards the platoon and begin to rip them apart. A few imps swarm one of them and claw at him until his bones can be seen through his uniform. Blink disappears in front of a few soldiers. They look around but can’t see him. One of the soldiers is then thrown into the railing and slammed into it repeatedly until his face now has a crescent moon shape wound across it. Another one is seemingly lifted into the air on his side. She begins to scream as she realizes she’s being pulled apart. Her scream is cut off as she finally splits in two, with blood and her intestines falling down to the floor. The two halves are thrown away. The two quickly clear out the platoon, leaving a bloody path to the entrance to the spire. Creed walks forward, with the rest of the group following behind. 
The throne room was quiet. Every single guard was at attention towards the door. The queen watched with the guards, anxious and waiting. She tenses up as the screams of her loyal subjects grow louder and closer. The guards gasp and murmur as they hear a thud on the steel plated door. Blood begins to seep from below the door and on the boots of the guarding soldiers. The bloodcurdling screams of the defending force stops on the other side of the door. Not a single sound is heard. The guards stay on their defensive, holding their guns and their swords. It seems as though moments have passed by, before the steel door bends in the center suddenly. The guards jump and ready themselves. Another bang on the door is heard as the steel crumples once again. Finally, it gives way and tears open. Blink’s leg is now piercing through the door. He begins to pry the rest of it open as the guards open fire on him. Hundreds of bullets hit him and seep into his skin as he continues to pry the door open. When he finally does he goes invisible. The guards panic and begin shouting orders to stand their ground. Creed walks through the door with Marko out and shoots multiple soldiers, each one with a chunk of their body missing after the pellets hit. The soldiers open fire, but the bullets fall a foot before it hits the target. Priestess slowly walks behind him, holding her staff and protecting Creed with an aura shield. The Queen tenses up more as Creed slaughters her guards before her eyes. When there’s no one left, Creed turns his attention to the Queen and dissipates Marko. 
“Queen Yvonne Pascal. I would like for you to surrender,” Creed requests as he stands before her throne. She shivers before steeling herself and answering, “Why would I give up? To the likes of scum like you?”
“Well it doesn’t seem like you have any more meat shields to protect you from said scum.”
“You really think I can’t defend myself?”
“Oh no I trust that you are a strong, independent woman. You’re queen of three universes. Well, more so a dictator but, I guess you can soften the blow with queen.”
“Are you mocking me?”
“‘Are you mocking me?’ Yes. And I’m gonna ask again. Surrender, and it’ll make life easier for all of us.”
“You underestimate me. Your little band of heroes are nothing before me.”
Yvonne then gets up and conjures something in her hands. A maroon glow comes from her fingertips as she sends out a wave of energy. The blast hits Creed, but is protected by the Aura shield from Priestess. Creed isn’t fazed, and rolls his eyes. “With gusto this time,” Creed taunts as he picks at his fingernails. Yvonne grows angry and tries to lift him in the air, to which she’s successful in doing. Creed looks down and has an impressed look on his face. She throws him across the room into a wall and leaves a hole in it. Yvonne then looks at the others and smirks. “Was that your strongest? What a pity. I guess it won’t be fun taking care of the scraps.” She then throws another blast at the group, to which Priestess blocks easily. “I think you may need to take another look,” Priestess says, nodding towards the gaping hole. Creed brushes himself off as he gets out of the wall and looks at Yvonne. “Nice throw. Didn’t see that one coming.” Yvonne’s pride breaks a bit, before making her fingers glow again. Before she can do anything, Creed says, “Bri.” In an instant, Imperialist dashes over to Yvonne and grabs her arm. “What are you-” Yvonne is interrupted by the feeling of her power waning. As Imperialist held on to Yvonne’s wrist, she could feel all of her magical abilities being sucked out of her. Imperialist then pushes Yvonne to the ground and walks back to the group. She creates a maroon glow in her finger as she walks back, commenting, “Pretty strong. No wonder everyone feared you.” Yvonne gets up, sensing her abilities are gone. “What…did you do to me?” she says as her dread shows. Imperialist answers, “I took your powers. They’re mine for now. But I don’t think you’ll live long enough to have them back.” Creed walks up to the throne, as Yvonne tries to retreat into it. She presses a button and a large laser drops from the ceiling. It fires at Creed, hitting him in the back. Creed continues to look at Yvonne as the laser struggles to scratch him. Blink reappears as he jumps, with his clothes tattered but his body seemingly perfectly fine and rips the laser down. “Fate, show me what she’s done these past few years,” Creed says. Here Lies Fate walks over and touches Creed’s shoulder. She then brings the three into a domain of the past. Yvonne is seen in multiple visions of tormenting people. Many were still alive during their so-called executions, cursed with immortality by her mages. Screams of the people rang through all their heads, and even children. The domain shrinks, and Fate steps back for Creed to process it all. 
Creed looks down on Yvonne, who’s now looking back at Creed in genuine fear. “You tortured…the children as well?” Creed interrogated. “You killed them, killed them all. You even killed your whole family. Everyone that didn’t bow before you. You tormented in cold blood. You made their lives hell. Worse than the Hell I’ve been to. You fucking psychopath. You’re a monster.” Yvonne stutters as she tries to keep her pride, “They were weak. I filtered out the strong. The ones who didn’t show their strength, their resolve to take what’s ours, they were of no use.” Creed crouches low, and stares down Yvonne. She looks concerned, and realizes there’s no way out. She pulls a knife from her throne and thrusts it at Creed, but her hand is caught and quickly broken by him. She gives a cry of pain. Creed then says, “That’s not nearly as painful as the things you put your victims through.” He raises his fist and slams it down on Yvonne’s chest. The strength of the blow creates a shockwave around the entire planet. Yvonne’s bones crack under the strength of the blow as she cries out again, louder than the last. Creed does it again, this time much harder than before. The blow creates another shockwave, this time causing the tectonic plates to move. Creed does this continuously, cursing at Yvonne as the planet trembles to his fist. On his seventh punch he pierces through Yvonne’s heart. At the same time, the planet becomes bombarded by earthquakes and lightning strikes. The planet opens itself up in response to the trauma of the punches. Molten core spews out from the cracks of Terrus. A continent sized piece of the planet flies out of the planet, into deep space. The entire building begins to rumble. The group begin to run back to the ship. Priestess shouts, “Creed, the planet’s going to go. We have to move.” Creed, looking at Yvonne, who’s clinging onto life, says as he gets up. “I hope my son Hades sends you to the deepest parts of the Abyss.” He walks out as the building implodes on itself. 
The group escapes the planet on the Bethlehem before it explodes. The armada fly deep into space as they watch the planet of Terrus fling pieces of itself across the solar system and finally die as the core of it wanes out of existence. Creed watches and then holds his face in his hands. The group comfort him. “I did that. Me,” Creed says as his voice breaks. Tech-Savvy rubs his back and says, “It was out of anger. Anyone n the same position would’ve done the same.”
“Belle, I destroyed a planet…”
“There were no more good people there. Yvonne made sure of that.”
“But, we liberate, we don’t destroy.”
“There was nothing else you could do…”
“I feel like there was. There had to be. Aaliyah? Was there?”
Here Lies Fate turns her head and answers, “No. That was the Absolute. You were meant to destroy Terrus. No matter what.” Creed looks at the ground and nods. He then says, “I’m not going out on missions anymore.”
“High One?”
“I’m too dangerous. I don’t know when to control myself. That could’ve happened to any planet with innocent lives. I’ll leave it to the Precocious Squadron. I’ll only go in when I’m really needed.”
“Are you sure this is what you want High One?”
“Yes, I think doing things myself has reached a point where it might endanger people, and us.”
“I see. I understand.”
“I’m sorry everyone. I’m a fuck up.”
“Nonsense Seraph. You are a driving force for this war. If anything, it was on the Conglomerate for their misdeeds. You were simply karma.”
The Seraphim then transport back to CRDNCE-218, where Creed settles down and appoints Imperialist as leader of extradimensional missions. The agreement was that everything would be handled as best as possible, but if push comes to shove, they would contact Creed for the final blow. 
At a single call, the Angel of Death awaits.
“Then God’s temple in heaven was opened, and within his temple was seen the ark of his covenant. And there came flashes of lightning, rumblings, peals of thunder, an earthquake and a severe hailstorm.”-Revelation 11:19
== Director's Note (06-29-2022) ==
Archie: Where did this file come from?
KaOS-GEO: It was leaked much like the other files.
Archie: Holy fuck...
KaOS-GEO: Would you like to change the threat schedule of the Seraphim?
Archie: No. They pose no threat to us. We're on their side. Though...I wish he had told me.
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