In the Frontier Lands
Within the still stranded Hammer, Vilgax was walking through the ships halls as he surveyed all the areas being rebuilt.
These past few days had been spent reconstructing the ship and taking inventory on all the equipment they had that didn't get blown out during their crash. So far most of his weapons and equipment were still functional although the ships engine room had suffered severe damages. Luckily Albedo had made good progress repairing everything with the help of his bioid drones providing extra hands to help out. However it would still be a while before the ship was in the air again.
And speaking of extra hands Vilgax had now gained control over the Magnapedes thanks to some cybernetic implants to their heads after he had taken down the next flock that came to attack his ship. The creatures were now mindless beasts that followed his commands like all his drones but they're large size and ferocity made them valuable new additions to the army he was beginning to assemble.
Vilgax walked into his command room where he usually sat to watch over his forces or during space travel. As he did he saw Death had arrived back and bowed in respect to his conqueror/savior.
Vilgax simply ordered, "Report, D'arke."
"As you wished the scouts and I did a survey of the surrounding areas far from this place. The mainlands called Fiore and it's about a week and a half's travel by foot but thanks to the flying drones it took me less than an hour" he explained. "From what we've witnessed, there's no indication that this is a culture or society that's based on advanced technology." Death chuckled at how he had seen the world's level of technology. "Their technology is so pitiful it's nothing compared to our worlds Earth. However, it seems they've cultivated and progressed in using methods and tech based on the use of mana they call magic. It also appears that there are humanoids that are born with the innate ability to utilize such magic. We're basically talking a whole planet load of Anodites here…only without the whole glowing bodies and their powers aren't as great as theirs.
Vilgax's brow narrowed at this information, "Go on."
"Seems they also have a ruling council of sorts here; a real bunch of nincompoops who just twiddle their thumbs and don't do crap at all," Death clarified, having gone back to being serious. "But there apparently are sanctions posted in every major city and town around the surrounding areas of Fiore. Guilds, they call them. Apparently they're this universe's versions of the Plumbers who take jobs to solve problems across the continent."
"This turn of events goes wary now," Vilgax contemplated at seeing how many forces this world had to oppose him. "If there are as many as you say…"
"But get this," Death included. "Apparently, not all Guilds see eye-to-eye." He then pointed at his eye, "Eye-2-Eye… EYE-TO-EYE, GET IT!?"
"GET ON WITH IT, CZARNIAN!" Vilgax roared, his patience wearing thin.
Death shrugged, "Eh, can't take a joke. There's these factions called the Dark Guilds. A bunch of renegade Guilds that don't really see all goody-two-shoes like the Council wants them to. Apparently, they utilize Dark Magic for their own personal gain, some to take territory, others for power and some even want to take over the world," he finished with a smirk.
Vilgax thought about that for a moment and contemplated on it as he looked to the monitors, "There's so much we have yet to verify of this world. If these Dark Mages as they are called, truly wish to rise to power…" he then turned to face his servants with a scheming smile, "… then they shall do so… with my leadership."
"YEAAH," Death shouted excitedly "Oooh and that's why you're the most feared and relentless warlord of our universe, Gaxy."
"DON'T CALL ME THAT!" Vilgax roared.
However, their angered spat came to an end as Albedo appeared on a comm screen, anod seemed like he was on alert. "Vilgax! Psyphon's detected a ship approaching not too far from us."
Vilgax's maintained a calm demeanor as he thought aloud, "It was only a matter of time before someone decided to investigate us." He then looked to the screen, as he asked, "How many lifeforms?"
"The scanners detect only six of them," the human Galvan replied.
Vilgax allowed a smile to appear on his face, as he looked to Death, "You've been complaining about the lack of action so go take a couple of our drones and show these intruders how we welcome the uninvited." He said the last piece sinisterly which Death returned as he now looked anxious.
Not Too Far Away From The Hammer
A white and gold and silver scout air ship was flying overhead towards the crash site of the Hammer. It was a two-hulled ship with two wings to the sides, and a massive Lacrima engine flying overhead. Inside only six of the members were there driving the vessel. Four of them were faceless fellows, all four male of medium build, wearing white gold and silver robe armor, and wearing masks to hide their faces.
Two of them were without masks, as they drove the ship. The first one was a male of average build, with short brown hair cut military style and brown eyes to boot. He had the kind of face that said he wasn't afraid of anyone and would punch the first guy he knew was the boss.
The second was a female officer, dressed in the same attire as the males, only her figure showed better in it. She had grey eyes, fair skin, large breasts and long violet hair that reached her waist and brushed to the right, almost hiding her right eye.
She was currently going over the monitor, detecting any lifeforms using the Eternano Searcher, their fancy way of saying a radar. "I'm not detecting any lifeforms. Nor are there any signs of the Magmapedes."
"Good," a masked member pointed out, "Commence landing nearby and…"
"Sir there's something on view on the mountain." A masked soldier said.
"Put it on display." The captain said which was followed by a lacrima displaying the mountain from their view before it zoomed in closer and closer to show a large red ship on top of the mountain."
"We've located the target Sir."
"Excellent let's land on the base of the mountain and then…" The Captain was cut off by an alert sound.
"Sir, I'm detecting high speed movement," the female officer stated, sounding rather surprised.
"Where?" The captain asked while looking out and seeing nothing. He also didn't notice a slight thump noise that came from the roof.
The officer blinked as she tried to fathom what was going on, "I don't know the radar's not detecting anything with magic nearby but the system says there's a proximity alert."
Suddenly they all heard a loud thump noise from the roof as it sounded like something was stomping outside.
"THEY'RE ON THE ROOF!" The female officer said urgently before grabbing a magic riffle and shooting a blast at max power that went through the roof and out the ship. She fired more shots attempting to shoot whatever landed on their ship. Eventually she stopped as there were now multiply small holes on the roof that allowed light to shine in like part of a disco ball.
Everyone remained silent for a moment to wait and see until they heard a savage human like growl as a shadow overshadowed the holes blocking some of the light from entering. Suddenly a huge dent appeared on the roof before it was literally ripped off to reveal a white skinned humanoid figure who looked pissed.
"I so did not enjoy getting shot at like a bull's-eye in target practice!" Death shouted in anger before he jumped inside the ship.
"Soldiers, prepare to defend this ship!" The captain said before they all took action.
Two of the soldiers charged at him, with Lacrima-powered sabers, as they tried to slice at him. However, they didn't count on this guy having combat skills unbeknownst to them. The first guard slashed and sliced at him but he dodged him effortlessly, as he grabbed him, twisted him to face the front, and then snapped his neck 180 degrees behind, as Death saw his shocked face. He then allowed him to tip forward and fall flat on the floor.
Death turned to face the other soldier but heard a spell being fired at him, "FLAME WIELDING, INCINERATOR!" a flame throwing blast shot in dead on in his face, as he shouted, "Burn, Demon!" but as the flames died, the soldier was shocked as he saw that the demon was still alive.
Death's face was covered in soot and his hair was sticking up like an afro. He had a frown on his face, as he coughed up smoke and grumbled, "Great now I look like some retarded hippie." He then grabbed the soldiers head with one hand before the soldier could do anything Death threw him out the window where he was suddenly blasted by what looked like a beam from some small flying metallic ship. His body fell to his imminent death below.
He then saw the captain, the shocked female, and the silently freaked out remaining trooper standing there ready for anything. But Death simply sighed, as he asked, "Okay… who's next?"
But at that moment, the ship's engine exploded, as the ship shook. The impact caused the captain to stumble towards Death…who smirked, as he punched the captain's face to push him back. The captain's body was thrown over to the wall, and a loud snap was heard, as he slumped to the floor, dead from a broken neck and spine.
The two remaining soldiers looked to Death, who didn't seem fazed that they were falling down to the ground below. He looked to the two, and asked causally with a hint of annoyance "What?"
Ten Minutes Later.
What was only a ten-minute fight, turned out worse for wear. The ship had crashed due to the drones destroying half of it, without them even getting a chance to fight. The four soldiers that had fought, were immediately dead after Death had cracked their necks like twigs. At the moment, the four bodies were being brought into the Hammer by the flying drones one by one for examination. And there were only two survivors, a soldier and the only female that was onboard who were now being escorted to the Hammer were once they arrived they were thrown to the ground.
The girl started to get back up but then heard a clicking and humming sound as she looked up… and saw a pale humanoid figure with a skeletal appearance pointing a gun at her. On the side was the pale human who attacked their ship and was talking through a screen that showed up on his wrist. The screen seemed to turn off before Death turned to look at her.
She said nothing at first as he simply kept looking at her until she had enough and finally she shouted, "What!?"
Death asked aloud, "Look I know you probably get this question all the time but I gotta ask: Who's your cosmetic surgeon because they gave you the body of a goddess?"
"I was born with this body you creep!" she shot out, looking both offended and embarrassed at his sudden advance. "It got this way when I hit puberty."
"Really?" Death asked, looking up and down at her knelt body. Not to mention at her butt and chest, as his eyebrows went up and down, "Well you're certainly a lovely female specimen but then again I've noticed that most of the females on this world are all beauties who seemed to have been given a type of perfection for each of them.
He then knelt down and reached his hand for her which scared her as she remembered how he killed the others as she closed her eyes fearfully, however what she felt next surprised her. She felt his hand gently cup her chin almost in a loving way as she opened her eyes and he gently lifted her head to force her to look back at him again.
"His hand is so soft? How can a killer have such a gentle touch?" She thought to herself in wonder.
As he looked to her he asked, "Say, I know this might sound like a pickup line but since you and your partner might not make it out of here, I'm offering you a choice: hook up with us or join the others in a permanent dirt nap and trust me when I say it would be a shame for me to have to mess up that lovely face of yours." Death said seriously.
The female narrowed her eyes as she shook her head to free herself of his hold. "I would never join scum like you. You're nothing but a murderer and psychopath!"
Death simply looked her in the eyes before he sighed and stood up. "Shame, I would've enjoyed having you onboard. May I at least know the name of the lovely young maiden?" he asked politely which surprised her more.
She said nothing for a moment before she looked away. "It's Reina."
Death hummed at the name as if he found it interesting. "Sounds like royalty. It's too bad you turned down my offer."
"Unfortunately for you D'arke it's not your decision to decide who joins us." A new sinister voice spoke out.
The two survivors turned and paled at what they saw. A strange giant Cthulhu-like beast man with red eyes that could pierce their very souls. Psyphon stepped to the side, as he answered. "These were the only two survivors Lord Vilgax, one man and one woman."
Vilgax motioned for the drones to let them go, as he knelt down to be at their eye levels. He then smirked, as he straightened out the female's cape, as he spoke up, "Nice work, soldiers. You found my army."
Psyphon, Death and a few of his bioi drones chuckled at that but the man spoke up, "Surrender! And the Council will show leniency on you."
"Leniency?" Vilgax questioned, as he stood up, once again towering over them both. "I think you fail to understand what a Chimerian is capable of. We don't surrender…we conquer."
"Then the Council will stop you then!" the male soldier shouted.
Vilgax feigned surprise ending with a vicious glare, "Stop me? So far they invited me now…" He then grabbed the man by the head, as he easily lifted him off the ground, as he pointed out, "By sending this pitiful scout ship of yours, your Council has insulted me by underestimating me and have condemned your world by challenging my strength and power!" The man's eye shook with fear, believing what this creature said was true, as Vilgax smirked, "Well, I'll soon be ready to play their little games once I've finished gathering my forces" He then tossed the man next to the woman, as he ordered, "GO! Tell your precious council to send their strongest armies! Their bravest warriors to face me and my forces! I'll be ready for them."
The two looked to each other and then ran for it. Vilgax stroked his tentacle beard as he then casually asked. "Remind me. How many soldiers does it take to deliver an urgent message?"
Death raised his arm, allowing his blaster to pop out, as he took aim. Oh how he loved naswering this question. "One..." and then a shot was fired.