Episode 1: Introductions

Episode 1 of "The Zealots Symphony"

## Synopsis

Broken and barely alive, the alien is found by someone. The question is: Are they(he?[it?]) savior, tormentor, or both?

## Episode

I try not to forget my name. I must remind myself of my name. My name is Dstrong; at least I believe. Sometimes I forget, and all I think about is the sound of my feet dragging across the ground. No one bothers me, regardless of my condition, they’re too scared to look at me.

It feels like months have passed since my defeat by the Miniforce. Even their combined powers barely managed to overcome me the first time. The second time I called upon as much dark power from my Master Zenos as I could. Alas, it was not enough, whether my body couldn’t take anymore, or Zenos didn’t trust me with additional strength. Whatever the reason, I lost, leaving my body cracked, broken, and abandoned.

My body slows; the weight of it getting heavier and heavier, harder and harder to go further. My fate gets clearer with each dragged step, but all will must eventually break. And my body’s will breaks here as it collapses onto the ground.

My mind may want to go further, but even it accepts the fate of death. That’s when I saw him. He walks toward me slowly, almost arrogantly. The stranger had a silver body with flicks of red across it. In some areas, he was even glowing a red hugh.

The stranger stoops down to look at me with piercing red eyes. It was difficult to see much from the red crystal in its chest, glowing, blinding me. But did I care what he did to me?

“Well, what do we have here?” An alien too far from his ship?” He said in a calm tone.

I didn’t appreciate the insult, but what could I do?

“Though, I will give you credit where credit is due. You made quite a scene with the Miniforce, Dstrong.”

“Wha?” I managed to get out. How did he know my name? I don’t remember that stranger in Zenos’ ranks.

“I know you are confused, and everything will be answered eventually, but you are not done. You have a job to do, regardless of whether Zenos is still around or not.” The stranger said as their fist lit ablaze with a deep, crimson fire. “But first, I need you to hold still. It will only hurt for a minute.”

He, at least I think it’s a he, then dug his fingers into my left shoulder and picked me up with his one hand. It stung as he did it, but my body was already mostly numb from the pain.

“From this point on, let it be none by all,” The stranger spoke as its chest crystal began glowing brighter, “That Dstrong is dead. He will perish and be reborn as Icarus, he who has flown too close to the sun. Except you shall rise and fly again with wings anew, for your work is not done.”

With that, its other hand clenches into a fist consumed by crimson fire. Then my instincts kick in, and I kick, scratch, and try to struggle in whatever way I can, but I have nothing left to give. The stranger drives his fist directly into my chest and drops me.

Immediately, my senses come back to me, and old wounds return in full force. I feel as if that alone will kill me, but the burning in my chest threatens to engulf me in flames. The world around me began to fade, only it remained, the one who brought back my suffering. I close my eye, waiting to be embraced by death’s relieving grasp, when I hear my tormentor again.

“Enjoy your rest, then the work shall begin.”

Then nothing.

## Characters

Only two characters

Fanon: Azathoth

Canon: Dstrong

## Production Notes

* This episode was mainly written by my brother, I only wrote like a paragraph, so expect a different writing style
* This will probably be the shortest episode
* This is the only episode in first person
* In the list of amazing stuff that happened up there was probably everythind instead of everything