Since this is the new flood, I may as well post the story I've been (slowly) working on. This is the first part of the PAX disaster, which will be told from 3 POVs.  For faster navigation, chapters will be listed below.  Chapter one is also below.

Chapters:
Chapter 2: Vien's great journey
Chapter 3: Verbatim's nightmare
Chapter 4: The message
Chapter 4.5: The phone call
Chapter 5: PAX
Chapter 6: The queen of sapphire
Chapter 7: Porch day incarnate
Chapter 8: Mute and corrupted
Chapter 9: Cena
Chapter 10: Porch Lord
Chapter 11: The Bane
Chapter 12: High mind
Chapter 13: Vien remembers



Chapter 1- Camnator's trek.

Camnator slowly awoke from his slumber. The first thing he noticed was the stench: a mixture of rotting food, vomit, and other foul odors. He also couldn't see anything. For a second, he thought he had a blanket over his head but when he moved, he felt a sharp pain pierce his right hand. "shit!" he uttered in the darkness, as something cut him. It felt like a razor or a piece of sharp glass slicing into his palm. Camnator jumped up and hit his head on a hard surface with a loud "thwump!", and almost knocked himself unconscious again. He uttered another profanity and massaged his throbbing head as tears rolled down his cheeks in the darkness.

     When the pain subsided, he noticed a crack of light a few above him on the wall. He reached for it and felt along the wall and realized that the light was coming through a sliding metal door. Camnator realized he was in a dumpster. He had no memory of how he got there, but it wasn't the first time he woke in a place of no recollection. Camnator slid the door open and was temporarily blinded by the light. He let his eyes adjust, he climbed out of the dumpster. He looked around ans saw he was in an alleyway. He had no idea where he was, so he got out his phone and turned it on. The GPS told him he was in Seattle, Washington.
 
   "Seattle....what the..." Camnator began to say, but then it started coming back to him. "OH SHIT!" he exclaimed. He remembered that he was attending the Penny Arcade Expo. He is supposed to meet up with some other bungie.net members. Camnator checked his text messages and saw a text from Vien that said "Where are you? We have been waiting for 45 minutes. There are children around here, Verbatim will be ill if we do not move soon." It was sent 20 minutes ago.
 
      Camnator texted "Sorry, I got lost. I'll be there soon. My head is foggy, I didn't smoke enough weed last night."  He put his phone in his pocket and checked inside the dumpster for his backpack and took it out. After brushing off a scraps of food and a dead rat, he opened his back pack and took out a blunt. Camnator lit up and took a puff. His head immediately began to clear. A path began to illuminate itself in front of him, almost like the paths you found in fables 2 and three. He began to follow the path towards
his destination. The sounds of the traffic began to transform into something else. Instead of the harsh chugging of engines, there were drums. Instead of car horns and people swearing, there was singing. The world began to morph into a world of 80's rock. Even the birds were singing in the trees, like a scene you'd find in a disney film.

      Camnator saw the world for what it was, and what it was, is beautiful. He saw auras emanating from every life form. He listened to the squirrels as he walked, chatting about politics. He picked one up and pet it, then let it crawled up his shoulder, give him a kiss on the cheek, and scurry along it's way. The flowers on the sidewalk waved to him as he passed. Everything was connected, everything made sense. His head was clear, the world is heaven...yet he knew the government wanted to destroy it. The thought made him sad, and diamond tears rolled down his cheeks, turned into corn, and scurried into the sidewalk cracks.

       After 30 minutes, Camnator began to suspect that he had been walking in circles inside of the park. He vaguely knew he was very very late to the meeting place, but his head wasn't clear enough. He needed to clear it even more. So he found a table and got out his packed lunch: a BWT sandwich: Brocolli, weed, and tomato. He quickly munched the sandwich and downed it with a thermos full of juiced weed. The glowing path grew brighter and he continued to follow it. The path lead him to a glowing gold car. He driver asked him "where would you like to go?" Camnator giggled and said "To the Penny arcade expo. Do you know where that is?" The driver nodded and started to drive.

A few minutes went by, but the driver started asking questions, trying to strike up a conversation. But Camnator was too busy pondering the meaning of the universe, so he mumbled "You've gone incoherent." The driver looked puzzled, but continued to drive in silence. Soon the driver stopped and told Camnator the price. Camnator took out his wallet and dumped a wad of cash and some zig zags into the driver's hand. He got out of the car and picked up the glowing trail again. That's all he could focus on, the yellow trail. The rest of the world was blurry, but the trail was as clear as anything. RIght now, it was the meaning of the universe. Soon, he saw 2 shapes at the end of the trail, a tall deformed giant, and a vicious looking teenager, vomiting into a garbage can. He had found Vien and Verbatim.

Chapter 3: Verbatim's nightmare

Verbatim's Journal April 11, 2015 Used diaper in alley this morning. Diarrhea in burst lining. These kids are afraid of me. I have seen their true face. The streets are extended gutters and the gutters are full of piss and when the drains finally crust over all the children will drown. The accumulated filth of all their feces and tears will foam up about their waists and and all the boys and girls will look up and shout "save us!"... and I'll whisper... "No."[/i]

Verbatim was in the middle of writing his journal when he heard a dreadful sound coming from the next room over. It made the hairs on his neck raise on end. It was laughter, children's laughter. Verbatim hated children, he hated them more than anything in the world. Everything about them drove him crazy, the way they laughed, the way they cried when they got hurt, or when you didn't give them anything they want, the way they shat and pissed their pants, their high pitched voices. They symbolized life and hope for humanity, a hope Verbatim lost long ago.  He slapped his hands over his ears to try to block out the horrible, unbearable sound of youthful mirth.

He closed his eyes and tried to go to his happy place , a place where he was in paradise: a land where the ground was made of the dead rotting of children. But the laughing got louder and shattered his paradise. Verbatim shouted with rage and picked his feathered pencil and threw it against the wall. The pencil bounced off the wall with an unimpressive "tap" and unceremoniously fell to the floor.

Verbatim began to wonder if it was a wise thing to come to Seattle. He hardly ever left his mother's basement, much less venture outside and travel long distances. Yet it was lonely there. The only friends he had were those on bungie.net. That's why he thought it was a good idea to go to the Penny Arcade Expo, this year a huge portion of the bungie.net community would be meeting eachother. He had to get out, he had to experience the world, find one last sign that humanity hadn't completely gone to shit.

Verbatim walked over to the hotel balcony and stepped outside to get some fresh air. He looked around, allowing the vista to distract him from the laughter. He looked down and saw a feral cat tearing apart a rat. In the other alley, a dog was attempting to copulate with a raccoon. His spirit was beginning to lift. But then his eyes caught sight of a playground, where children were having fun on a merry-go-round. It was too much for him to handle, he was too far away to hear them, but just imagining their laughter and screams of mirth was enough to make him sick. Verbatim leaned over the balcony railing and vomited.

His bile fell through the air for a few seconds, and then sprayed a family of 4, a mother, father, and their 6 year old twin girls, who happened to be walking underneath just at that moment.  The mother slipped on the vomit and fell on her backside. The girls screamed and their cries pierced Verbatim's ears like a knife. He retched more of his lunch, over the railing. The father looked up and began to swear at Verbatim, but his mouth opened just as Verbatim's new wave of vomit splattered in it and all over his face. 

The father gagged and sputtered, then he too, vomited onto the ground. Or rather, onto his wife who was still on the ground. Like a chain reaction, the family all began to vomit. They sprayed a couple of people who were walking by and caused them to vomit as well. In less then a few minutes, the entire block was covered in chain vomit. Verbatim, weak from the exertion, desperately pulled himself back inside and collapsed on the bed, and fell asleep. He began to dream, the recurring nightmare he had for the past few days.

He surrounded by hundreds and hundred of attractive women who began to touch him and caress him. They planted kisses on his cheeks, on his chest, and all over his body. As usual, the dream started out good....but then the women went blurry. When they came back into focus, they were pregnant. Suddenly they began to moan and blood began to pour everywhere. Verbatim tried to scream "NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!" but nothing came out because there was a pacifier in his mouth. Wait....a pacifier? The woman began to grow larger....no, Verbatim was shrinking. His arms and legs became incredible small, his hair began to shrink. His whole body diminished in size until he was the size of a baby.

The woman laid on their backs and began to shriek in agony. They began to give birth on top og Verbatim. Suddenly he was being buried alive under hundreds and hundreds of newborns. But instead of crying, they were laughing, they were hugging him, nibbling on him, their toothless mouthes gummed on his defenseless body. He tried to scream again, but nothing happened. The laughing grew louder and louder, and finally he screamed. He awoke to the neighbor's kid laughing again.

He looked at his watch. He'd slept for an hour. "Vien should have arrived by now." he thought. He couldn't stand this room, he couldn't stand being along after that nightmare. So he texted Vien:

Verbatim: "Let me know when you get to the hotel. Btw, if you haven't settled in already, do you want to switch rooms? There is a family next door with kids. Their laughter makes me want to choke a kitten."

Vien: "I just arrived and sure. There are no human offspring near my room"

Verbatim: "ok thanks and you don't need to act like an elite dude. That's not even funny on bungie.net"

Vien: "Lol...yeah. Sorry. There are no kids here. I'm in room 777."

Verbatim packed up his stuff and left room 666 in a hurry. He headed to the elevator and pressed the button. After a few seconds, the elevator chimed and the doors opened, revealing 6 children and their mother. Verbatim screamed and ran into the stairwell instead, leaving the family rather confused. He traveled up the steps and came out on the next floor. He began to head towards room 777 when he began to wonder what Vien was like in real life. Did he really act like an elite all the time? He certainly hoped not, that would be way too weird. Verbatim hoped it was just some weird act Vien put on in the forums.

Finally he reached room 777 and knocked on the door, waiting nervously. The door opened and an 8 foot giant stepped out. His head and neck were slightly deformed, which caused his head to tilt to one side. His mouth jutted out slightly.  Verbatim was rather startled, he did not expect Vien to be ....well, giant. "Whoa......" he said, "You're really big!" Vien stood there for a moment, then said rather nervously, "That's...what she said." 
(to be continued)

Chapter 4.5: Phone call

(Some time earlier)
Kiala Rioam, or rather "Jane", picked up the telephone and dialed a number. She waited as the tone beeped. Then somebody picked up the phone and screamed "JOHN CENA?".

Jane: Hello Viktor, it's Jane.

John Cena: JOHN CENA!! JOHN!!

Jane: It's nice to hear you too. But I do not have time for idle chit chat, I called to ask for you help.

John Cena: CENA?

Jane: This is important. It's what you and I feared...we weren't the only ones transferred to this world.

John Cena: ...JOHN?

Jane: Yes, and I fear that a terrible terrible bane of my universe made it through, it just hasn't showed it's face until now. I have firm reason to believe it decided to use the cultures of our favorite website as a template. Or rather, as an inspiration for it's incarnation, and very soon. Within a day in fact. Probably tomorrow.

John Cena: JOHN CENA!!!!! JOHN CENA JOHN CENA!!! CENA?

Jane: I had very little time to tell you, I only just confirmed my suspicious a few minutes ago. I have reason to believe they will attack at the Penny Arcade Expo. Vien.....is going to be there. This whole planet may be in grave danger soon, and he will be near the center of it. He may be aware that there is danger, that's why he probably decided to go. 

John Cena: CENA......

Jane: I will be there too. My holosuit avatar has been a celebrity for these humans for a long time. In fact, they are making one of these video games based off a franchise I starred in. I voiced one of the characters as my avatar, so I will be making a celebrity appearance.

John Cena: JOHN CENA, JOHN CENA JOHN?

Jane: No, nobody suspect anything. Not even Vien knows who my holosuit avatar is. But that's beside the point. You and I may be the only ones capable of stopping this. I don't know how many there are, but you are the only one capable of resisting their corruption.

John Cena: JOHN....CENA? JOHN CENA CENA:

Jane: Because you only do one thing. They can't make you do anything else.

John Cena: John cena....John.

Jane: Thank you, this means a lot to me. It will be just like old times, only not anywhere near as funny or amusing. I will send you the details later. Goodbye Viktor.

John Cena: CENA!

Jane hung up the phone and walked over to a table next to her bed. She picked up a metal orb and pressed a button. It opened up and a holographic picture appeared, depicting her standing by Vien's side, being held in his arms. She clicked her mandibles, sighed, and fought back tears. Then she put the orb down and opened a drawer. She grabbed a belt with a large green button, wrapped it around her waist and activated it. Starting from the ground up, her disguise began to materialize. First her feet were hidden then replaced by the feet of a human being, then her legs....then her waist, until the rest of her body was completely hidden. Under this guise, nobody had no idea that she was an alien. In fact, with this face, she was known for killing aliens. They called her Sigourney Weaver.

Chapter 6: The queen of sapphire

Verbatim uttered a profanity which echoed off the walls. He turned around and said "Jay! What the hell are you doing in here? This is the men's room! You can't be in here!". But Jay's smile widened. If Verbatim hadn't already evacuated his bladder, he probably would have pissed his pants. Almost instantly, a change overcame the bathroom. Before, Verbatim could hear the noise coming from outside the bathroom door. But now it suddenly became quiet, at if somebody had turned on the mute button. The atmosphere carried a feeling of dead silence. Verbatim couldn't describe it, it just felt...wrong...filthy. He felt like he was in the presence of something evil.

"Jay," he asked "What are you doing in here?" Jay answered "I'm going to help you achieve your dream." and continued to smile. "Uhh......." Verbatim stammered "You hate humanity don't you? You hate your life don't you?" Jay asked, never changing her smile. Verbatim was sweating now, there was something definitely wrong with Jay. Perhaps her pregnancy was messing with her mind, perhaps she was on drugs. Nevertheless, he wanted to get away from her immediately. He tried to go around her but she moved to intercept him. Her extended belly threatened to touch him...the thought of it started to make him sick again.

"Jay, let me out. I don't know what's gotten into you, but I want out. Get out of my WAY!" Verbatim demanded. But Jay began to walk towards him. Verbatim was forced to back up away from that belly, down the hallway that divided the stalls. "Oh Verby, do you mind if I call you that? Nope, don't answer that. It's almost time. Today, humanity is going to meet it's end and you are going to help." she said. Verbatim continued to back up, but then he heard a stall open behind him. He swung around and saw another pregnant woman. She was wearing a namebadge in the shape of a rose. She had the same smile on her face that Jay had. Another stall opened and out stepped yet another pregnant woman. She was wearing a hoodie, which cast a shadow on her face, Verbatim couldn't see any of her features. Her namebadge simply said "shadows".

Verbatim began to freak out. "Ok WHAT THE FUCK IS GOING ON?" he asked. Jay answered, "We need you......" her voice became low, almost seductive as she walked closer and closer. Verbatim had heard enough. He ran into one of the stalls and crawled under the divider into the next stall. Then he came out behind Jay and ran for the door. Verbatim was only a few feet away when the door opened and Harlow entered the bathroom and immediately grabbed Verbatim. Verbatim flailed and shouted at Harlow "DUDE GET THE FUCK OFF ME! LET ME GO! WHAT THE FUCK IS WRONG WITH YOU GUYS?!?" he shouted. He punched Harlow in the face, but Harlow did not react. It was as if he didn't even feel it.

Harlow dragged Verbatim back to the 3 women with impossible strength. Then he threw Verbatim on the ground and held him there. Jay, Rose, and Shadows gathered around, looking down at him. "Isn't Andy a dream? He's the perfect man, so easy to influence and he agrees to everything I say. Of course, brainwashing him to be my mate and my slave helps." Jay said, giggling a little bit. But then her voice took on a serious tone. "It is time." Jay said, "The moment has finally come. Your hatred of humanity and of life itself will nourish our offspring, your anguish and horror shall be the first things they see when they enter this world. That way they can be conditioned with the will to carry out their purpose: the destruction of humanity. As our Goddess commands us, we give birth to the future."

Jay Jay, Rose, and Shadows began to squat over Verbatim's face. His eyes widened with horror. His screams matched the screams of the 3 women as they pushed. The lights in the bathroom flickered and one of the lightbulbs popped. Out in the main expodition area, the stages began to malfunction. The video game demos began to error, pixelation spread across all the screens. A loud buzzing noise emanated from all the loudspeakers, causing confusion and concern among all the gamers.

Harlow held Verbatim there, his face still expressionless. A baby fell onto Verbatim's face. But it unlike any other baby. It wasn't crying, it wasn't bloody. Indeed, it was covered in a green slime and it didn't have eyes, just empty sockets where its eyes should have been. It began to giggle madly and it clung to Verbatim's face. The Jay spawn pressed a sucker-like mouth to Verbatim's cheeks. He thrashed around, tears streaming down his face as yet another baby dropped onto his body. It too, was giggling like a mad cupid. It was covered in the same green slime. Verbatim felt something alien piercing into his mind, as if it were examining his entire life. The entity....no....entities were thriving on his hopelessness. He could feel their glee and excitement when they went through his memories and saw how much he hated humanity, how much he hated himself.

More babies dropped on his face and body, soon he was covered in babies. Verbatim grew weak and he began to stop struggling. He was only vaguely aware that the bathroom door had burst open. That the babies let go of him and scattered, crawled up the walls and into the vents. He heard voices, but they seemed muffled. He saw a tall woman perform some sort of martial arts....or maybe a dance. Harlow fell to the ground, followed by Jay, Rose, and Shadows.  He closed his eyes and felt himself being picked up. "Are you ok?" he heard. "What's happening in here?" another voice asked. "GET OUT!" the woman said, "But Miss Weaver..." the man began to protest.  "I Said GET OUT! GET EVERYBODY OUT OF THIS BUILDING!"

Verbatim felt a sharp pain to his cheek. It brought him back into consciousness. His eyes open and his vision came into focus. He wasn't sure what he was seeing, but he appeared to be in the arms of Sigourney Weaver. "Tell me everything that happened in here." She demanded. "I don't care how crazy you think you'll sound, tell me everything!"

(to be continued)

Chapter 8: Mute, Cena, and the corrupted

Vien ran to the restroom as fast as he could when he got Maluki's message. But he never expected to see a woman in the men's room who also happened to be a celebrity. Vien also never expected to receive a hug and a kiss on his cheeks from the woman, and he most certainly didn't expect her to grope him. Humans usually did not do that to somebody with his appearance unless they were under the influence of alcohol.

"Vien, I'm glad you made it. You must have followed them too." Sigourney said to him as if she knew him. "I beg your pardon miss Weaver?" Vien asked. But then he noticed the bodies on the ground. Jay, Harlow, and 2 other women he did not recognize were laying unconscious on the ground. Vien heard a movement in the corner of the restroom, he looked and saw Verbatim curled in a fetal position. Vien immediately walked over to him as Sigourney Weaver spoke, "He will not talk, I've tried to get information out of him, but humans are so easily traumatized."

Vien stopped and spun around, his holosuit pixelated and reformed. "humans?" He asked. Sigourney Weaver smiled and said "It's nice to see you again love." Then she raised her arm, showing a watch identical to the one on Vien's arm. "Jane?" Vien asked "Is that you?", his voice filled with shock. But somehow, he wasn't as surprised as he sounded. Only Jane could portray a human female as such a badass warrior. But Vien felt another cold spot, this time it was on his legs. He rushed into one of the open stalls and slammed it. "Sorry" he said, "I left my holocell recharging station at my home." Vien could feel the top of his holosuit begin to fail completely. Judging from the cool air he suddenly felt on the top of his head and mandibles, he guessed his head was now exposed.

"That doesn't matter." Jane replied, "As you surely know, this world is in grave danger now. That is why you came isn't it?" Vien began to reply "I have no idea wha....wha..." but a rumbling resounded throughout the building. It began to get closer and closer until the whole bathroom shook. He could hear people screaming in the hallways and something hit the bathroom door with a thump. Vien thought he heard somebody shout "OH GOD! MY UNDERWEAR IS TURNING INTO A PORCH!!!!IT'S TEARING THROUGH MY LEGS GRAHHHHH!!!!!"     

"By the prophets!" Vien said "What it going on out there?" just then, he heard the bathroom door open. Somebody entered and slammed the door behind him. Then he heard Jane walk over to the door, followed by the sound of twisting metal. Then she walked over to Vien's stall and knocked on the door. "Vien! Get out here right now!" she demanded. "Jane, I mustn't. My device is running out of power. I will be discovered." he pleaded. "It doesn't matter! Get out here or I will tear that door down and drag you out here! It is time for you and I to explain to these whelps what is going on." She said with new ferocity. "But I don't know what is going on...." he murmered, but he aquiesced.

Vien pressed a button on his watch and felt the holosuit dematerialize, a gentle cooling sensation cascaded down on his body, taking the human clothes along with it to keep them in digital storage, a nice feature he rather liked. But he remembered he had forgotten to wear more apparel underneath. All he had was a thong he liked to wear because it turned Maluki on. "Oh dear...." he thought. But he pushed through the stall door and stepped out. He saw Camnator standing at the door with a look of disbelief.

"BY THE PROPHETS VIEN, WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU WEARING?" Jane shouted. He saw her face turning red, one of the few characteristics he found made humans look rather indimidating. He tried to play it cool "Uh...I believe they call it a thong. You should try them. I've never felt more free in this clothing." he said. "WHY AREN'T YOU WEARING ANY ARMOR?!?" she shouted and swung her arms, accidentally knocking her control watch against the wall. Her holosuit began to dematialize. Sigourney Weaver's head dematerialized, revealing a fierce-looking female sanghieli. She didn't seem to notice her mistake or she didn't care. "I didn't know it would be needed. I never planned on being seen." Vien replied.

"HOW DID YOU NOT KNOW YOU WOULDN'T NEED IT?!?" Jane shouted, "A WARRIOR SUCH AS YOURSELF SHOULD NEVER LEAVE HIS LIVING QUARTERS WITHOUT IT! FIRST YOU BETRAY ME, THEN YOU MARRY THAT DRAGON, THEN YOU SHOW UP IN THE MIDST OF WHAT COULD BE THE BEGINNING OF THE END OF THIS WORLD WEARING.....THAT MONSTROSITY!!!" To say Jane was furious was an understatement. Vien began to back away from her to get out of danger. There were a few times Vien came close to death. One was when he crashed in a malfunctioning phantom, another was when he fought the flood, the other was when he made Jane angry.

"Vien...." she said, her voice still trembling. "What the HELL is wrong with you?!? Did you not know....did you not see the signs that our foe made it through to this universe?!?" Vien instantly became alert, "THE FLOOD IS HERE?!? WHERE?!? HOW MANY INFECTION FORMS MADE IT THROUGH?!?" he shouted. This set Jane off again. "THE.....THE FLOOD?!? VIEN, WHAT HUMAN DRUGS HAVE YOU BEEN CONSUMING?!?" she screamed. "Jane, our foe...the flood." "VIEN! I do not know WHAT has gotten into you, but THE FLOOD NEVER EXISTED!" her voice now quivered with a hint of fear. "Surely you knew that?!?"

Vien was thoroughly confused. How could she say the flood never existed? He remembered the awful abominations as they.....as they....Vien's mind became foggy. He couldn't recall everything. But he knew the parasite was their enemy, it threatened the entire galaxy, he almost lost Jane to the flood...he almost lost Jane....but he couldn't remember how he almost lost her. "They...were our enemy" he murmered. But suddenly he couldn't recall ever fighting the flood, it was like part of his memory was blocked. "Vien," Jane spoke again, but with a much more gentle tone. "The flood is something Bungie made up." But Vien could remember the halo rings, the prophets, the great journey....but he couldn't remember the flood. "But they based Halo off the human government's document leaks...." Vien said "the leaks where the found...and interrogated me. I told them everything..."

"Jane....I-I don't remember..." He said. "I don't remember....actually fighting the parasite." Jane answered "Vien, something happened to you. The halos did exist, so did the prophets, so did everything else. But our enemy was never the flood. If only it were so easy. The enemy we faced, is far worse. And now they are here, in this universe. One of their....queens...or something....made it through, corrupted 3 of these humans...and did something to your human friend."

They remained silent for a few moments. It was quiet....unnaturally quiet. Before there were screams and trembling, now they couldn't hear anything coming from outside the door. A sudden bubbling noise startled both of them. Jane whirled around and flashed an energy blade to life and pointed it at Camnator, who was sitting there puffing on the hose of a rather large hookah. He took the hose out of his mouth, looked at Jane, and puffed a smoke ring in the air and began to laugh.

"A normal human would freak out witnessing what just happened out there," he began "only to come in here and find out you both are aliens with the hots for eachother. Damn Vien, I knew you were a weirdo, but you surpassed my expectations. It's a good thing God invented weed and all weed paraphanelia. " Just then the sirens began to sound in the distance and a porch burst through the door, right above Camnator's head.

After the dust cleared, Camnator was still sitting there, puffing on his hookah. A loud voice could be heard resonating from the hallway. "I AM THE PORCH LORD!!!! YOU WILL ALL BOW TO ME!!!!" followed by another crash. Jane went over and scooped up Verbatim and threw him into Vien's arms. "Take him. We have to get out of here. This has gotten a lot more complicated than I previously thought." she demanded.

(To be continued)

Really? Really? You actually wasted this much of your life, typing up some retarded bullshit that no one will ever read?

Not even being facetious, that's actually a bit depressing...

Really? Really? You actually wasted this much of your life, typing up some retarded bullshit that no one will ever read?

Not even being facetious, that's actually a bit depressing...

Nobody at all? 

I think you need to take a chill pill Garem. You seem rather angry.

Quote from: Garem on July 31, 2014, 04:31:45 PM

Really? Really? You actually wasted this much of your life, typing up some retarded bullshit that no one will ever read?

Not even being facetious, that's actually a bit depressing...

Nobody at all? 

I think you need to take a chill pill Garem. You seem rather angry.

Others of your intellectual caliber don't count. And no, unfortunately for you. I've never been mad over a post on the Internet.

Chapter 9: Mute, Cena, and the corrupted part 2.

Verbatim was aware of everything that was going on around him. But the reason he didn't react is because he was obviously suffering hallucinations caused by LSD. Camnator must have snuck it into his body somehow. That could be the only explanation for what just happened, he was having an acid trip. The last thing he wanted to do was to go anywhere or do anything, who knows what might have happened. That terrible ordeal where Jay and those two other women gave birth on him? It didn't happen. So Verbatim decided to ignore everything he heard or saw until the hallucinations began to go away. He was going to murder Camnator when this was over.

Verbatim didn't even react when Vien stepped out of the stall as a sanghieli wearing a thong. Vien wasn't really there, he was still with the others. Verbatim was alone in the bathroom with his hallucinations. But he couldn't deny how realistic these hallucinations were. They looked real, they sounded real, they even had a scent. Verbatim thought he smelled lavender coming from Vien. Even seeing Sigourney Weaver turn into an armored female sanghieli looked incredibly real...were acid trips supposed to be this detailed? He didn't know, but there was no way this was actually happening. So he stayed in his corner curled up in his fetal position, trying to go to his happy place....the field of dead babies. But the babies were not dead, they were crawling toward him smiling with eyeless smiles....and they were laughing.

Verbatim flinched, it was Camnator laughing, not the babies. He wasn't sure Camnator was there or whether it was a hallucination. A hallucination that was now smoking a hookah, with a plastic bag sitting next to him labeled "Super weed". Well, it certainly seemed like Camnator, perhaps he was really there, tripping on the very same LSD. Verbatim felt like lunging at him, but didn't want to take the chance. So he just kept still....even when something burst through the door and took it off it's hinges.

"Do not move, it isn't happening" Verbatim thought, but he was finding it harder not to move, especially when "Sigourney Weaver" now "Jane", picked him up. He was startled to feel her arms wrapped around him, as if they had substance.  They felt too real to be a hallucination. "Do not move" he thought to himself again...he began to tremble. Jane thrust him into Vien's arms and he felt his head sag against Vien's cool chest. He was petrified, he couldn't move. Verbatim felt Vien's big scaly muscles flexing against his cheek. It was at this point that Verbatim knew he had to do something, he had to move. Hallucination or not, he could not stand this. But he was too afraid to move, he was paralyzed with fear.

"Move damn it!!!" he thought to himself. Vien put a hand under Verbatim's chin and tilted his head up. He was forced to look into the sanghieli's face looking down on him with concern. Vien's mandibles clacked as he spoke "Do not fear, I will protect you." Verbatim felt Vien caress the back of his head and neck, stroking him affectionately. This snapped him out of his paralysis. He flailed in Vien's arms and shouted "LET ME THE FUCK GO YOU FREAK!!!"

Vien let him go and he dropped to the floor. "Now listen, I know you are all probably hallucinations and you will fade with time. But until then, STAY THE FUCK AWAY FROM ME!" he shouted. "Dude, Verbatim," Camnator said, obviously very high, "Get the stick out of your ass man." "DON'T YOU TELL ME TO GET ANY STICKS OUT OF MY ASS, YOU DRUGGED ME YOU PIECE OF SHIT!" Verbatim screeched. "Naw dude, you've gone incoherent. I only smoke weed. Weed clears your mind bro, perhaps I should give you some." Verbatim was about to shout again when suddenly he felt a loud painful smack against the side of his cheek.  He stumbled across the bathroom and hit the wall, tears watering up in his eyes. "Do visions cause pain, human?" Jane said, putting her armored glove back on. Verbatim stood there, dumbfounded and sore. No matter how powerful hallucinations are, they could not possible cause pain like that. This was too crazy. What the hell was going on?

"Jane" Vien said, "You could be a bit nicer" "I DO NOT HAVE TIME TO BE NICE!" she roared. "WE NEED TO GET OUT OF HERE!" Verbatim watched her walk up to the door, shove Camnator to the side with her foot, then she flashed an energy sword to life and cut apart what appeared to be the corner of some wooden structure that was sticking through the door frame. She kicked the broken pieces out of the way. Verbatim could hear somebody screaming "ALL BOW TO THE MIGHT LORD OF PORCHES!!!" followed by another scream and an explosion.

"Come, we must go." Jane said, but then a moan came from behind the group. Jay had awakened. "Wha....where am I?" she began to murmur, then she opened her eyes and saw Harlow and 2 other women laying unconscious next to her. Jay looked up and saw Camnator smoking a bong while gazing at her with reddened eyes, Verbatim glowering at her, then she saw Jane in her alien form and began to whimper with fear. Then she saw Vien, standing there with his majestic sangheili anatomy displayed wearing nothing but pink thong. "You have awakened," Vien said. "You've had a rough time." Jay immediately let out an ear piecing shriek, it seemed to stab at Verbatim's brain and he immediately covered his ears, but it was useless. Jay was like a banshee, her scream was worse than nails on chalkboard, it was almost as bad as child's laughter.

Jane took several strides over and with one simple movement, snapped Jay's neck, and let her fall to the ground apparently dead. Then she took out a metal orb, pressed a few buttons on it. The orb hovered over Jay's neck and two metal tendrils extended from its carapace and pierced Jay. Her body convulsed for a bit and then seemed to freeze. It was as if she were in suspended animation....except that she's dead. Strands of her hair remained floating in the air. "JANE!" Vien shouted "YOU MURDERED HER!" But Jane cut him off "I muted her. She is not dead. It would be a mercy to her if she were." Then she had the Orb do the same to Rose, Shadows, and Harlow. "It's the only thing you can do to the corrupted. It's the only way you CAN fight them....but you forgot....haven't you?" she asked Vien. She didn't wait for an answer. "Do NOT go near ANY of them." Jane ordered, "Do not give them ANY attention. That will break the hold and they will be free again."  Jane looked out the door, she seemed to be Surveying the area. Verbatim could hear fire alarms screeching and people screaming. Another voice shouted "TODAY IS THE DAY OF THE PORCH!!!" Jane quickly ducked back into the bathroom. A large object sailed past the door and crashed down the hallway. "Come, we must go quickly. We have delayed long enough.

They all followed her outside, Camnator clunked his hookah along with him. Jane immediately grabbed it from him, pulled out a plasma pistal and vaporized it. "NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!! WHY?!?!?!" Camnator wailed. "If I didn't need you, I would leave you behind. But it seems you have a role to play in the events that are transpiring. Be that as it may, I will not be slowed down by your drugs. I need you sharp." Jane responded. "b-but you ignoramous" Verbatim heard Camnator murmer..."it makes me sharp." Jane ignored him, touched a button on her wrist and spoke into it. "Viktor, I am sending you my location. They found the host. There are several corrupted humans around my location. One of them appears to have gained the ability....to spawn porches. We are no match for him. We need your help. Please hurry."

"JOOHN CENA!!!!" said a loud voice over Jane's communications device. "No way.....!" Camnator said, a look of glee coming over his face. "This is going to be awesome!"   But Verbatim groaned....it couldn't possible get any worse. This whole situation felt like something some deranged autistic creep would dream up.

Chapter 10: Porch Lord

Camnator knew he should be pissed, but he wasn't. As long as he hid the other bongs in his bookbag from Jane, he would be fine. The superweed he had smoked brought an amazing sense of happiness, space, and clarity. He followed Jane outside and couldn't help but notice a spot in the back of her armor that wasn't plated, perhaps to allow for more flexibility. Whatever the reason, Camnator could not take his eyes off that robust alien booty. It was one of the most gorgeous things he'd ever seen. It if weren't for her split lips and the fact that she destroyed his toy, he would totally try to pick her up. That's how confident he was. Plus she snapped Jay's neck. That really turned him on.

The odd party stepped outside the door. Jane picked up the door frame and told vien to hold it in place. She used her plasma pistol to weld its seams shut, making sure nobody could get in. It was then that Camnator noticed all the porches. The walls of the convention center were no longer there. Instead there were big gaping holes which opened the view to the rest of seattle. Scattered along the blocks were hundreds and hundreds of porches of different sizes. Even the buildings across the street had morphed into gigantic porches. Helicopters flew through the air, only to have their propellers turn into porches and tear their chasis in half. 

But Camnator's attention was immediately drawn to a.....confusing aura. It was coming from a man standing in the middle of what used to be part of the convention center. His nametag said Porch Lord. But the aura was coming from something that was clinging to that man's back. Camnator used his weed-powered eyesight to focus closer. It looked like a grotesque deformed baby, clinging to Porch Lord's back. It turned it's head towards Camnator and he jumped. It didn't have any eyes.....but it's gaze immediately filled him with dread. It seemed to pierce into his soul. For a moment, he couldn't breath. But then the baby let go and scittered away with inhuman speed and disappeared amongst the rubble. Somebody ran across the open chasm, tripping over porch planks. Camnator read his nametag, it said "Darth Ban 7365".

Immediately Porch Lord's arms began to convulse and his body twitched erraticaly. "THERE IS A DARTH BAN ON MY PORCH! WHAT SHALL I DO?!?" he shouted maniacally. He raised his arm and pointed at Darth Ban, who immediately doubled over and began to scream, clutching his stomach in agony. Then a porch burst out of his bowels, tearing him in half in bloody mist. Porch lord turned and pointed his finger at somebody Camnator couldn't see. "no....NO!!!! DON'T DO IT..." a voice screamed. " TEHALOS IS ON MY PORCH! WHAT SHALL I DO?!?" Porch lord shouted. Camnator heard choking, followed by a brutal ripping sound. Somebody's severed head flew through the air.

It was horrible....horrible beyond belief. But superweed allowed Camnator to remain calm. Jane on the other hand, grabbed him and pulled him by his scruff. "DO not allow him to see you unless you want to suffer the same fate." She said. But then Porch Lord's head exploded and he fell over as if he had been sniped. Camnator felt another deadly aura somewhere above them. "Get sniped.....bitch...." a voice said. "Wow, somebody took care of that freak!" Verbatim commented. "No..." Camnator replied..."He's one of them.." but he wasn't even sure what he was talking about. But somehow he knew that the deadly auras he sensed were connected.

Porch Lord's head began to regenerate and he began to stand up again. "no...fucking way.." Verbatim murmered. Jane spoke with urgency. "Come, we have to move." she lead the group down the hallway away from the commotion just as Porch lord shouted "I SEE YOU DAS BOOT!!!! BOW TO THE PORCH LORD!!" followed by a loud crash. Jane turned on her communicator again and asked "WHERE THE HELL ARE YOU?!?" to which John Cena replied "JOHN CENA!!! CENA!" "Well, hurry!!" she said. Suddenly Recon stepped out in front of the group, tears running down his face.

"I....I tried to s-save them....b-but...OH IT WAS HORRIBLE!!!" he wailed. "I only saved one of them......b-but..." then he took a cheese covered baked potato out of his pocket and held it in front of him.  "LOOK AT WHAT HAPPENED TO HIM!!!" Camnator thought recon had lost it, his mind. But then the potato talked, its halves flapping like a mouth. "I don't know what you are crying about Recon. Nothing is wrong with me. My hands and arms are just a bit numb, that's all. Now let me go, we need to get out of here!" Recon only wailed even harder. "OHHHHHHHHHH IT'S SO TRAGIC!!!!!!! HE DOESN'T EVEN KNOW WHAT HAPPENED TO HIM.....and I'm so hungry....I've been trying to resist........" "Wait Recon..what are you doing?" the potato said as recon began to lick it "what are you doing recon....stahp....let me go. This feels funny...ohhh....recon...this is wrong.." Recon continued to lick out the potatoe
s cheese, but then raised the cheesy potato up to his mouth and opened it. "NOOOO RECON STOP!!!!" Recon bit into it, drawing a shriek from the animated food.

Camnator thought it was a very macabre sight, watching an old man crying as he ate a potato that screamed and begged for it's life. After swallowing the last bit of potato, Recon broke down on the ground sobbing. "We don't have time for this" Jane said, and she lead the group on towards an unknown destination. Suddenly Camnator felt more piercing cold auras. Dozens of corrupted stepped out and looked at them. They were all bungie.net members who wore their nametags. Baconshelf walked towards them and laid his hand against the wall. Shelves made of bacon began spread from the point his hand made contact with. Grandmasterninja blinked...and vanished into thin air. Camnator couldn't even sense his aura. Citadel Space closed his eyes, his arms began to turn into tentacles and his body became transparent. He morphed into a Hanar and said "This one feels the need to feel you."

"THIS WAY! RUN!" Jane said as she flashed her sword to life and sliced off the hanar's appendages. The group ran down another hall while being chased by the other corrupted. They turned a corner and found that their path was blocked by a massage whale just sitting in the hallway. A namebadge pinned to it's nose said "ADerpyWhale". It opened it's mouth and made a loud "OOOOOOOMMMMMM" and tried to wriggle towards the party, shaking the foundations of the passage. "By the prophets! We are trapped!" Vien said. Camnator felt the floor begin to tremor. It felt like something big was getting closer and closer. He heard somebody shout "JOOOOOOHHHHN CENA!!!!" then the wall exploded.

Camnator couldn't quite work out what he was seeing. Something had burst through the wall, a huge mass of muscle plowed through the corrupted, smashing them like flies, leaving puddles of gore in its wake. The creature's legs were human, but they were huge. Instead of a waist, another set of legs appeared where the waist should have been. In between the second set of legs was very long appendage that almost looked like an elephant trunk, except it was the color of human flesh and it had a large mouth with teeth at the end. The creature didn't have any eyes or a head.......in fact, it looked kind of like a subliminal you'd find in a silent hill game...if the main character had been traumatized by meatspin.

The mouth shouted "JOHN CENAAAA!!!!" and the creature continued to smash down the hallway. Camnator heard in the distance "JOHN CENA IS ON MY POR..." but it was cut off. Jane instructed her orb to mute the fallen corrupted before they could regenerate. A few minutes later, John Cena came back, carrying a torsoless Porch Lord in his mouth and dropped it in front of the orb so that it could do it's job.

"Thank you Viktor" Jane said. "Now we must get to my ship so that we can talk about..." But John Cena smashed open another part of the wall, revealing a large purple spaceship. "CEENNAAA!!!!" it shouted. "I don't know how you brought that here, but you are an amazing warrior...if not unique. But let's go. We have a lot to discuss and I'd rather not have any more interruptions." So the party entered into the ship. Camnator couldn't help but giggle like a little girl, this was awesome. Horrific, but awesome.

Jane pressed a button on her wrist. Camnator felt a wave of energy pass over him. The space around him seemed to cramp.....everything seemed to compress all around him....he felt like he was going to be crushed, but as soon as it started it was over.The pressure was relieved and everything was back to normal. It was as if it never happened. "We are no longer in Seattle" Jane said. "We are hundreds of feet under the premises of my avatar, Sigourney Weaver. Here we can talk without being overheard." Jane removed her armor, revealing a flexible suit that revealed her contours. Camnator gasped audibly, that alien booty was even more majestic than he had thought.

"Jane," Vien said, "What is going on? What happened to those humans back there? I watched a human documentary called X-men about humans who once developed special powers after being sent to concentration camps. Was that what they were? Mutagens?" "NO VIEN YOU IDIOT!!!!" Jane roared. But then she controlled herself an sighed. "no Vien....they are not mutants." "Then what are they?" Vien asked. "You don't remember...I do not know why Vien, but you do not remember anything do you?"Jane asked. "Do you even remember my real name?" Vien didn't respond. Jane sighed and continued "In our universe, our enemy wasn't the flood. It was the bane."

(to be continued.)

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Chapter 13 - Vien Remembers

Vien felt like he was descending into a world of fog. At first he couldn't see anything, but then images and shapes floated past him, as if they were bubbles which contained hidden memories. He was looking for something but he didn't know what he was looking for. Why was he here? Where is this place? Vien vaguely remembered a large plant and he remembered inhaling a foul smoke. Memory....he was searching for memory...he didn't know why, but he knew he had to find it.

Suddenly, out of the fog came a blue gleaming light. Vien walked towards the light and saw the forerunner artifact. The same one that he had taken with him into this world, the same one that had helped him escape from the human government. He reached out towards the artifact but stopped when he began to hear screams. No...he began to remember screams, screams of somebody he once loved. Something told him he did not want to remember. "YOU MUST FACE YOUR PAST" a booming voice spoke inside his head, "IF YOU WANT TO SAVE THE FUTURE." Vien reached for the artifact again and touched it. The blue gleaming brightened until it burned away the fog.

The world became a blinding blue light that overwhelmed his vision. But as quickly as it came, it went, dematerializing until Vien felt solid ground beneath his feet. He recognized this place, it was sanghielios. His hearts jumped for joy when he saw a sanghieli youth running towards him with a practice sword. How could he forget about this child, his son, Valuken? Overwhelmed with joy, he ran towards his son to pick him up...but his son ran through him as if he didn't exist. Vien spun around and came face to face with himself, play fighting with his son, training him in the ways of the sword. He longed to hear his son's laughter again.

A chime rang through his head and the blue light took over the world. "NOOO!" Vien shouted, running towards the spot where his son was and reached out. But he touched nothing. The blue light dematerialized and he gasped. If he had not seen the remains of his residence, he would not have known this was sanghielios. The world had changed, the rocky plateau had turned into squirming gummy worms. Flying fried chicken rained destruction upon the world in the form of missile crumbs. Vien saw himself run out of the house with his son in his arms "HOLD ONTO ME!" he heard himself shout, "YOUR MOTHER IS WAITING FOR US!" He followed behind himself and watched as his past self dodged swarms of horny grunts, exploded the inflated heads of 6 breasted brutes with his plasma rifle, and jumped over huge mouths that opened up in the ground. He was headed for a gravity lift coming from a large battleship.

Vien's past self and his son entered the gravity lift and began to float upwards towards the ship. Flying horrors came at them, fried chicken, watermelon spawn, trash talking rocks with wings. But Vien shot through all of them with stunning accuracy. But just before he reached the top, a black disk materialized right over his son. Vien and his past self shouted with horror as tentacles reached out of the void and snatched his screaming son and pulled him out of existance. The black disk vanished. The blue light blinded the world again. This was too terrible. He had a son...and he let him be taken by the bane. Valuken was just inches away but Vien couldn't protect him. He was a failure.

The blue light dematerialized. Vien was with Jane....no...Kiala, his wife, trying to escape from the Bane's attack on Earth. The fabric of reality of crashing around them, but he had to get Kiala out of here....he did not want to lose her, he would have nothing left to live for. He watched as an observer, seeing himself fight off a Chicken wing as Kiala boarded the ship. Blue orbs were materializing all around him, sucking everything in into their depths that wasn't the bane. He had defeated the monster and almost made it to the ship, his hands extended to Kiala, when a monstrous blue orb appeared behind him. It was larger than even the ship Kiala stood in. Vien watched as the orb sucked his past self into it. He was tumbling through a dark void where there was no sound, no sight, no sound. He was the only thing that existed in that world. But the the dark void suddenly burned away, revealing a bright desert below him. He was falling...falling...until he crashed against a strange flying machine, causing it to spiral out of control and crash into the desert.

The blue light took over the world again. When it dematerialized, Vien saw himself sitting in a room, much skinnier, food deprived. He had spent years being interrogated by the government, freely giving out all he knew about where he came from, everything he knew about how his technology worked. Now he had nothing else to give. His son was dead, Kiala was gone, and his universe was probably destroyed by now. Vien remembered how he had felt sitting there, staring at nothing. He wanted to get out and see the world that still lived, but they never let him. He was their prisoner, being kept in that room, forced to live with his memories, memories that would haunt him throughout the day and throughout the night.

That very night when he had fallen asleep, he reached out...to something. He wanted nothing more than to forget....forget....forget. A chime resounded and began to reverberate through the cell...it got louder and louder. The wall  began to glow ,awakening Vien from his slumber. He got up and looked at it. The artifact began to phase through the wall, emanating an etheral blue light. He reached out and touched it. A blue but silent shockwave rippled throughout the entire facility, wiping all computers of anything related to Vien. A second shockwave disabled the security locks on Vien's cell. The door opened and he was free to go. Vien made his escape and fought past all the confused guards. He found his stash of weapons and took them with him. Vien stole one of the human vehicles and exited the facility. Just then, another wave rippled through the station and wiped out all biological memory of Vien and anything related to him from the humans. When it struck him, he had forgotten about his son, he had forgotten about the fate of the universe. He wondered for years and years, wearing his holosuit disguise, as something told him he should remain hidden.

Vien had been tracked down by Kiala who was in disguise, who told him to call her Jane. She tried to get into a relationship with him, but he was never interested, much to her anger. Eventually, he encountered Maluki and they both fell in love. Maluki's origins were always a mystery, but he had made Vien happier than he had every been. But now, Vien knew the truth of the fate of his universe, he remembered his loss. But now, Kiala was with him, she was alive and he loved her, the mother of his offspring. Still....the memory of his son tore him apart. A fog overtook his vision.

"Ahhh, I see." the deep booming voice rang through his head, but it was softer now. "YOU HAVE SUFFERED A TERRIBLE TERRIBLE LOSS. YOUR LOVE FOR YOUR SEEDLING IS TANGIBLE, THE MEMORY OF HIS AURA STILL LINGERS AROUND YOURS! HE SHALL ALWAYS BE BONDED WITH YOU, EVEN IN DEATH. BUT WAIT.....I AM DETECTING AN IDENTICLE AURA....IN THIS WORLD. YOUR SON....YES, HE IS ALIVE!" Vien's hearts jumped for joy. He immediately called out "WHERE?! WHERE IS VALUKEN!?" "HE IS ON THIS EARTH AND HE IS LOOKING FOR YOU. HE HAS KNOW IDEA WHO YOU ARE, BUT HE LOVES YOU. YOU WILL SEE HIM SOON...BUT BE WARNED, YOU HAVE MET HIM BEFORE...BUT YOU DID NOT RECOGNIZE HIM, NOR HE YOU. HE HAS BEEN CHANGED BY THE BANE! HE NO LONGER SHARES YOUR IMAGE. I SHALL SHOW YOU HIM, BUT BE WARNED, YOU MAY FEEL MORE DESPAIR AFTER SEEING THE TRUTH OF YOUR SON'S FATE!" 

Vien said "I do not care...I want to see my son. Show me him, it's been too long." "AS YOU WISH...." the high mind said. The fog cleared, it revealed a world of porches and destruction. A figure was flying through the air, tentacles burst up from the ground and tried to snatch it. But the flying figure did a few barrel rolls and shot pink light out of his tail tip, slicing right through the tentacles with ease. Vien gasped and sank to his knees in shame. He recognized that slender blue body, that flamboyant green mane, those large majestic wings. It was none other than his husband, Maluki.

(to be continued)