One year later.
A year is a lot of time especially on planets with odd rotations, that being said clouds of black smoke where rising into the air on an orange planet with a red sky, the sounds of explosions could be heard leaving craters on the ground with bodies being thrown around like ragdolls.
"This is somewhat boring." A white-haired boy said with his feet hovering above the ground as energy blasts had their paths distorted and warped around him, no matter how many they shot or how strong the blast may have seemed it simply changed direction when it came near him.
A swift shadow passed behind the uniformed men, their necks separating from their bodies in a spray of blood and dropping to the floor with a fleshy thud "You could at least help out, man." The distorted voice of Demiurge reached his ears with a snarl, a small beep sounding in their ears as the boy rolled his eyes.
"I am helping though" The boy stretched out a clenched fist and slowly opened his palm; a small black sphere floated above his open palm, a blast hit the beast square in the head after ricocheting off his force bubble.
A snarl and the sound of crunching bones came next, the boys body stretched and twisted, turning into a gigantic rock skinned worm with white crystal horns and no eyes and large pincers, following his transformation the large worm dived into the floor of the facility like it was made of water.
The white-haired boy brought his mouth to the sphere and blew on it, the black speck floated like a dust particle until it touched the ground and rapidly expanded, in what felt like a camera flash those of his assailants that remained with much higher psionic energy did so as blackened shadows of ash.
Those that couldn't be seen had been disintegrated their energy not strong enough to allow even a sliver of their corporeal forms to remain, as they were on the top floor of the facility, the roof above his head had been partially destroyed as well, exposing him to the high winds.
"This planet is so cold." The boy said in a low tone, his breath forming fog with every word, the glow in his eyes starting to dim, soon a large rock like worm emerged, the worm retched and released two individuals from its stomach.
They had been covered in the sticky fluids that had followed the worm's stomach; the worm, however, had started to shrink until it had reverted back into the form of a man with vertical slit like pupils and brown skin, "Having someone inside you is... an interesting feeling."
"Oh, do share, I'm sure it much be quite eye opening" A female voice had come from the suit as it made a hissing sound washing off the gunk from the encounter, the woman extended her foot and nudged the second figure, who didn't seem quite as pleased as she was.
"That's the target, huh?" The white-haired boy was floating just above the man's body with his legs crossed and his head resting in his right palm, he observed the red skinned, black horned researcher with acid green eyes. 'Do they have a preference or something?'
"Ah yes, Zed." The female voice exclaimed as the mask on her head came off as well, revealing her long hair and knife like ears, placing a hand on her hip she frowned "You could have been a bit more discrete, you were just supposed to pre occupy them not annihilate them, if I had known I would have just let you destroy the entire first floor to begin with"
The boy called Zed shrugged his shoulders, and the knife eared woman just shook her head, tossing a small disc to demiurge who had been standing there naked for a while with his arms crossed "Regardless, the mission was accomplished." The other two nodded their heads.
The objective that they had that date was fairly simple; all they had to do was retrieve the head researcher of the facility and leave. Now this infiltration was originally going quite well originally, but due to an oversight in the target's combat ability, they were now in this current situation.
The target had prepared a lot more guards for himself, and as a result of Sona having rather low combat ability, it had become quite a problem.
This resulted in a situation where they had to cause quite the flashy distraction upstairs until she could secure him, with most of their fire power directed at stopping the intruders from coming down and had thus drawn the stronger ones upstairs.
As for why they were currently standing around, their ship had been damaged during their descent, Demiurge was a worse pilot than either of them had expected and taking civilian transport was out of the question. "Do you think you can fly us through space?".
The boy crossed his arm over his chest and shook his head at Demiurges question and replied rather mischievously "Might as well just tell me to move the entire planet off it's axis till we get to Nova."
The snake-eyed Demiurge raised an eyebrow and gave the boy a questioning look: "Can you?"
The foolishness of the question had put a mischievous smirk on the boy's face. He looked up at the man named Demiurge. "Now what do you think the answer to that is, I wonder?"
"Man, this suck." He exclaimed as he collapsed to the floor and sighed; it would take them some time until they managed to send someone to this planet, but that would the best course of action at the moment, demiurge was just annoyed because he couldn't carry a communicator while Sona's was damaged when she went after the target.
"what are you doing dude?" He could see Zed had pulled out his communicator and was now typing away at it while just hovering above the ground.
"Talking to a friend" Demiurge raised and eyebrow earning him a sideways glance from the floating child
"I have friends." Demiurge gave him a comical doubting expression "I do dammit".
The communicator beeped and he flicked his eyes back to the screen, where he stared at the message he had revived: a sticker of a porcelain doll giving a thumbs up.
"Here we go." He flipped the screen to her, and the girl just stared at the screen, carefully reading the chat where he had sent them their location before looking at the contact name.
"Pretty Scary Doll?" Sona commented looking over his shoulder Zed slowly retracted the communicator, coughed into his hand hiding the screen from her eyes.
"It's rude to look into other peoples devices".
On the other end of the communicator, a girl who looked like a porcelain doll flipped her communicator shut with a click and looked up from her reclined position.
"Hey, Dad, there's someone that I need to pick up." The man whose lap she was currently lounging on raised an eyebrow.
The man gestured for the communicator as he looked up at the coordinates and transferred them to his ship's navigation console and handed it back to her.
"Thank you, Father.".
"Adorable little monster?" The man asked with a raised eyebrow, and the doll-like girl shrugged, closing her eyes as she set down her communicator.
"He is adorable after all."