Enter the Inferno - Fanfiction
Posted: Fri Dec 11, 2015 7:07 pm
Chapter 1 - From the Helmsman
My name is Asmodeus, and I see all.
My pseudopods grip the controls as I accelerate to faster than light, roaring through the stars on my trip to the next beacon. The SS Inferno shrieks with speed and I wave my antennae with the thrill of it, feeling the roiling minds of the crew. I sense their thoughts, their emotions, their jealousy and joy.
From here, I am omniscient.
In vision, I am God.
The SS Inferno screams through the void, locked on to the signature of a starship in the distance. At the helm, I can feel the minds of those within that ship, each tainted with notions of false justice. I probe deep into the thoughts of their captain and find what I was looking for: the ship’s alignment. Though its markings are nondescript on the long-range scanners, the captain’s mind screams the name of our rival star fleet: Paradisio.
I activate the pulsing light signature atop the SS Inferno, shouting our alignment with the star fleet Sheol for all to hear. The Paradisio missionary ship recognizes our feud moments too late. I pilot the ship down and past the enemy, sweeping its sides with beams and bursts of laser fire. I feel the mind of Sathanus, my weapons commander, explode with joy as he rakes through the defenses of our rival ship.
We move fast, but it seems not fast enough. I hear the telltale rip in the air as a boarding party teleports onto our ship.
"Captain, they're all over me! I need backup, now!" Shields operative Mammon shouts into the comm.
Reinforcements rush to the shields room, and I abandon my place at the helm to fight off the invaders. Without me evading, our ship takes the full brunt of one missile volley. Weapons go down, and the engine room is breached. There'll be no way to fix them until we're finished with this battle.
I slide up the wall into the shields room and lunge onto the back of an attacker, knocking the weapon out of his hands with my pseudopods as he fires a stray shot that scorches the wall. We Slugs may be soft, but we fight hard. The attacker screams as I constrict my flexible body around him and press my antennae to his temples. With my telepathic connection strengthened, I deliver a mental shock that puts him catatonic. I cover the stunned attacker in thick mucus, which solidifies into an imprisoning cocoon around him.
All around, my crew are engaged in deadly battles with the boarding crew. I slither beneath the lines and fire into enemies with my sidearm, supporting my side of the fight. Sathanus and Lucifer, my strongest attack crew, tear enemies to shreds left and right. By the time the battle is done, the only one left alive is the invader I stunned. Sathanus shivers with glee as he prepares to decapitate the remaining enemy, but I slide I stop him with a raised pseudopod.
"This one we can ussse for interrogation. Take him to the hold."
I slide back to the helm just as the second missile volley arrives. My quick work at the controls allows us to dodge one missile, but the other strikes us directly in the weapons control. With our ability to attack crippled, it seems is if the Paradisio ship may escape.
Grave determination in my mind, I set the SS Inferno on a direct collision course with the enemy. It tries to move out of the way, but our attack had crippled it's non-FTL engines. Just as we come close to impact, I pull the ship into a steep climb and activate the plasma afterburners. Bursts of of raw energy from the engines burn across the top of the ship, cooking the crew from the inside. I feel as each one of them writhes in pain, and sense each mind snuff out. Their death is my ecstasy.
Finally, I can turn my attentions to the prisoner.
I stalk into the hold, where the prisoner lies on his side on the cold metal floor. My antennae twitch in anticipation.
"Sssso prisssoner. It sseemsss we have you in a bit of a tight ssspot."
The prisoner tries to spit on me, but comes nowhere close from his place on the ground. Lucifer hisses at him, giving him a reprimanding kick and waving her sharp mantis blades.
"By the Bloodstained God, I will tell you nothing! The Paradisio fleet is invincible and Sheol will never defeat us!" my prisoner shouts, struggling to break free of the shell of mucus.
I flick out my rasping tongue in a horrifying approximation of a grin.
"You don't have to tell me a thing. I am Asmodeus. I see all."
I wrap my antennae around his temples and dive deep into his mind, searching for intel on the movements of Paradisio.
I suppose I should explain. Paradisio and Sheol have been warring for decades. They have tried to force their false god onto those who do not follow their beliefs. We have liberated those they have indoctrinated, and stopped any missionary in its tracks.
We will overthrow the Church of Bloodstained God. Our legion is mightier than their false deity will ever be.
I dart within the prisoner's mind, sifting through emotions and memories. His greatest fears are assorted in front of me, along with ever promise he has broken, lie he has told, and secret he has spilled. I probe through relevant information, reaching into his memories of the Paradisio fleet. Finding nothing, I roll back in disgust.
He is no more than a mindless drone of the Paradisio hive mind. I drop the shaking, gibbering missionary to the floor.
"He wasss a wassste of valuable time. Sssathanus, Lucifer, you may have him."
I slither back to the helm, leaving behind the the desperate screams of the prisoner as my crewmembers descend upon him. I'll have to have the blood cleaned out later.
My name is Asmodeus, and this day was one ship closer to the destruction of the Paradisio fleet.
For in reality, we do not fight them to liberate those they enslave.
Not at all.
We fight them because the true Gods are us.
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Hey guys, I'm pretty new to the forum so I thought I might contribute some fic. Anyways, if you all like it hmu and I'll write some more chapters from the perspectives of different crewmembers. Open to any criticism you all might provide. Peace out.
My name is Asmodeus, and I see all.
My pseudopods grip the controls as I accelerate to faster than light, roaring through the stars on my trip to the next beacon. The SS Inferno shrieks with speed and I wave my antennae with the thrill of it, feeling the roiling minds of the crew. I sense their thoughts, their emotions, their jealousy and joy.
From here, I am omniscient.
In vision, I am God.
The SS Inferno screams through the void, locked on to the signature of a starship in the distance. At the helm, I can feel the minds of those within that ship, each tainted with notions of false justice. I probe deep into the thoughts of their captain and find what I was looking for: the ship’s alignment. Though its markings are nondescript on the long-range scanners, the captain’s mind screams the name of our rival star fleet: Paradisio.
I activate the pulsing light signature atop the SS Inferno, shouting our alignment with the star fleet Sheol for all to hear. The Paradisio missionary ship recognizes our feud moments too late. I pilot the ship down and past the enemy, sweeping its sides with beams and bursts of laser fire. I feel the mind of Sathanus, my weapons commander, explode with joy as he rakes through the defenses of our rival ship.
We move fast, but it seems not fast enough. I hear the telltale rip in the air as a boarding party teleports onto our ship.
"Captain, they're all over me! I need backup, now!" Shields operative Mammon shouts into the comm.
Reinforcements rush to the shields room, and I abandon my place at the helm to fight off the invaders. Without me evading, our ship takes the full brunt of one missile volley. Weapons go down, and the engine room is breached. There'll be no way to fix them until we're finished with this battle.
I slide up the wall into the shields room and lunge onto the back of an attacker, knocking the weapon out of his hands with my pseudopods as he fires a stray shot that scorches the wall. We Slugs may be soft, but we fight hard. The attacker screams as I constrict my flexible body around him and press my antennae to his temples. With my telepathic connection strengthened, I deliver a mental shock that puts him catatonic. I cover the stunned attacker in thick mucus, which solidifies into an imprisoning cocoon around him.
All around, my crew are engaged in deadly battles with the boarding crew. I slither beneath the lines and fire into enemies with my sidearm, supporting my side of the fight. Sathanus and Lucifer, my strongest attack crew, tear enemies to shreds left and right. By the time the battle is done, the only one left alive is the invader I stunned. Sathanus shivers with glee as he prepares to decapitate the remaining enemy, but I slide I stop him with a raised pseudopod.
"This one we can ussse for interrogation. Take him to the hold."
I slide back to the helm just as the second missile volley arrives. My quick work at the controls allows us to dodge one missile, but the other strikes us directly in the weapons control. With our ability to attack crippled, it seems is if the Paradisio ship may escape.
Grave determination in my mind, I set the SS Inferno on a direct collision course with the enemy. It tries to move out of the way, but our attack had crippled it's non-FTL engines. Just as we come close to impact, I pull the ship into a steep climb and activate the plasma afterburners. Bursts of of raw energy from the engines burn across the top of the ship, cooking the crew from the inside. I feel as each one of them writhes in pain, and sense each mind snuff out. Their death is my ecstasy.
Finally, I can turn my attentions to the prisoner.
I stalk into the hold, where the prisoner lies on his side on the cold metal floor. My antennae twitch in anticipation.
"Sssso prisssoner. It sseemsss we have you in a bit of a tight ssspot."
The prisoner tries to spit on me, but comes nowhere close from his place on the ground. Lucifer hisses at him, giving him a reprimanding kick and waving her sharp mantis blades.
"By the Bloodstained God, I will tell you nothing! The Paradisio fleet is invincible and Sheol will never defeat us!" my prisoner shouts, struggling to break free of the shell of mucus.
I flick out my rasping tongue in a horrifying approximation of a grin.
"You don't have to tell me a thing. I am Asmodeus. I see all."
I wrap my antennae around his temples and dive deep into his mind, searching for intel on the movements of Paradisio.
I suppose I should explain. Paradisio and Sheol have been warring for decades. They have tried to force their false god onto those who do not follow their beliefs. We have liberated those they have indoctrinated, and stopped any missionary in its tracks.
We will overthrow the Church of Bloodstained God. Our legion is mightier than their false deity will ever be.
I dart within the prisoner's mind, sifting through emotions and memories. His greatest fears are assorted in front of me, along with ever promise he has broken, lie he has told, and secret he has spilled. I probe through relevant information, reaching into his memories of the Paradisio fleet. Finding nothing, I roll back in disgust.
He is no more than a mindless drone of the Paradisio hive mind. I drop the shaking, gibbering missionary to the floor.
"He wasss a wassste of valuable time. Sssathanus, Lucifer, you may have him."
I slither back to the helm, leaving behind the the desperate screams of the prisoner as my crewmembers descend upon him. I'll have to have the blood cleaned out later.
My name is Asmodeus, and this day was one ship closer to the destruction of the Paradisio fleet.
For in reality, we do not fight them to liberate those they enslave.
Not at all.
We fight them because the true Gods are us.
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Hey guys, I'm pretty new to the forum so I thought I might contribute some fic. Anyways, if you all like it hmu and I'll write some more chapters from the perspectives of different crewmembers. Open to any criticism you all might provide. Peace out.