The Observatory (A-086)

On the moon of the Grail, construction is nearly finished for the Angel’s Outlook. Bellona is doing the finishing touches on the communications device. “A twist here and….done!” Bellona says with a smile as the device turns on. Imperialist bows towards Bellona in respect and uses the device to contact the Sanctuary, known a Hazor, in their home universe. The communicator rings twice before being picked up. The holographic screen shows a video feed of the throne room with the Seraph looking at all of them through the screen with a smile. He simply greets with a “Sup y’all.” Imperialist kneels and responds, “Hello Seraph. We’re near the completion of the Outlook. All systems are healthy and the gate is working as expected.”

“Nice. How is it over there? Is everyone comfortable?”

“Living quarters have been made to be extremely home-like. They also have internet and specially made mattresses.”

“Ah good, I don’t want everyone to have bad backs waking up. So what’s the status of the planet?”

“The Grail is fine in the sense that the Syndicate hasn’t made a move. Their starcraft are still in orbit. It looks like they’ve made a few outposts on the planet.”

“Gotcha. Well, you’re in charge of operations in that universe. If you want to hit those bases you’re free to do so.”

“Yes, Seraph. I do have an inquiry though.”

“Go ahead, Bria.”

“What of the Archfiend?”

“Oh the magic monster?”

“Yeah.”

The Seraph let his eyes wander among his room. He ponders deeply and then asks her, “What do you think of it?”

“I believe if nothing is done, then CMLT-919 will become uninhabitable.”

“What’s the CACG doing?”

“Unsure. Their records haven’t been updated in a while.”

“A bit troubling. Hopefully it’s just because it hasn’t shown its face again.”

“I hope so too.”

“Well, here’s what I think. Since this is their first major threat, let’s see how they handle it. We won’t interfere, only until it seems that the universe will be at risk of becoming uninhabitable. That’s when you guys can step in to take care of it.”

“I agree. I went down there once to give some members a few tips. Along with Murietta and Yarad.”

“Sweet. Hopefully they listened to your guys’ advice. How are you guys though? How has the universe been?”

“Honestly? Better than the last one. I didn’t have a Klurg come into our base every day to try and suck my blood.”

“I remember that. You were this close to making them go extinct.”

“I was going to do it too.”

“Oh yeah, and if the Archfiend does come after Jericho, you can give it a warning shot.”

Imperialist grins and remembers in one universe where a threat had encroached their outpost territories. She had snapped her fingers like the Seraph did and half disintegrated the creature with a singular lightning bolt. It, as Imperialist noted, “Ran like a scared little bitch with its tail between its legs”. The people of the universe revered them as gods sent from the heavens. Imperialist looks at the Seraph and bows and says, “As you wish, Seraph. I also wanted to ask: How is the Archangel?”

“Archie? Oh he’s fine. Though he’s still in infancy of his abilities. I got him to create another weapon. He calls it the Pendragon. It’s a cool ass draco. I need him to have more experience. Especially out in the field. I might take him to other universes to get some. He’s strong, his powers are maturing and maybe eventually he’ll be the Aspect he’s meant to be.”

Imperialist remembers the word. Aspect. A word to describe beings that are extremely powerful and represent a single element or feeling. She goes down the list in her head:


 * Hellscream, the Aspect of Smoke
 * Here Lies Fate, the Aspect of Fate
 * Bloodclaute, the Aspect of Blood
 * Imperialist, the Aspect of Power
 * Techno-Mechanic, the Aspect of Progress
 * Priestess, the Aspect of Health
 * Xeno-Sorceror, the Aspect of the Hunt (still to be found)
 * Seraph, the Aspect of Vengeance

These people have shown to be extremely powerful and near godlike in their field. They are all integral to the objective of the Seraphim to eventually defeat Levi and the Syndicate.

She speaks with Seraph a bit more before ending the conversation and hanging up. She walks out of the room, and sees Hellscream leaning against the wall near the door. “How did the call with the big bro go?” Hellscream asks while eating a mint chocolate chip ice cream cone. Imperialist responds, “It went well. We’ve been told to not act on the Archfiend unless it comes for us directly. I’ll let Fate know so the Dominion can relax about it. They’ve been antsy about that thing.” Hellscream whimpers a bit, “So no fighting the big bad magic dude? Aww….”

“I know you want to fight things, but we have to test them. If they need help, I’ll be the first to let you know okay?”

“You better. I wanted to use my dome again. Oh yeah! Check this out Bria!”

Hellscream aims his index finger at a bottle on a railing. He lifts his middle finger  and a shot of smoldering cinder comes out at high speed to hit the bottle into a recycling bin. He smiles at Imperialist in a show-off manner. Imperialist comments, “Impressive. You can make solid smoke objects now?”

“Yessir! I can also make a gigantic smoke space object. I call it the smoldering meteor.”

“Your powers are maturing. I’m proud of you Yarad.”

Hellscream blushes and continues on his ice cream. He looks at Imperialist’s right eye, where the Mark is, and asks, “So how’s it feel having a connection with me and big bro?” Imperialist responds, “Well, my powers that I got from him aren’t as strong as his, but now every power that I do absorb are stronger than they used to be without the Mark. It’s amazing really. I feel more confident I guess. Ever since we left our planet, my life has gotten a bit less shit. When I see that realm with you guys, I feel like a part of something. Something important. I have a purpose, and I want to complete that purpose.” Hellscream smiles and elbows Imperialist, “I’m happy for you, Bria. We’re making the multiverse a better place. And when it’s all over, let’s visit Earth again. See what’s going on over there!” Imperialist smiles at Hellscream and nods. They look up to see the Grail, a beautiful planet with enormous continents, and then head to the Dominion barracks to report to Here Lies Fate. They’ll set up watchtowers, and specialized weapons to keep watch of the Archfiend if it ever finds out of Jericho’s existence. They’ll be ready in case it reaches even a single galaxy-sized finger towards them.