28/05/4013 AD – 20:13 – Earth – Ailutarya – Above the Crater
"HAHAHAHAHAHAHA!" Hyperzio laughed maniacally as he watched the word that had appeared on his visor. Sparks of electricity wrapped over Hyperzio's body. The rainstorm's intensity had drastically increased, and booms of thunder echoed throughout the city. Golden wings sprouted from the burnt back of Hyperzio. 'ANGEL MODE: Angel of Lightning' read the text on his HUD.
"I knew it! I knew it! I KNEW IT!" Hyperzio continued to laugh to himself whilst hovering above Ru-Flare's corpse. "If I killed her with my electrical claymore, I would get the same Angel form as I had before". He paused as he looked at the darkened skies. 'No... this feels different', Hyperzio thought. 'I feel stronger... this must be the power of an assault-type Angel! If this is how this feels... what power awaits an assault-type Ayratulia?!' He jumped off the building and gracefully descended upon Anmarina and the others. No one was eager to start a fight.
"W-what?" Skyswipe stuttered upon seeing Hyperzio's wings. "No... no you couldn't have".
"Yes, I have", Hyperzio glared at the A.E.R. units fiercely as small bolts of lightning bounced around his claws. The glare was full of malice. "And unless you want to end up the same way, I suggest you get out of here!"
"You can't order us around!" Skyswipe replied.
"NOW!" Hyperzio screeched as the sparks surrounding him intensified. "DON'T MAKE ME REPEAT MYSELF!"
Anmarina looked at Hyperzio in pure fear, "Henry... this was never how you were before..." she whimpered quietly.
Skyswipe drew his sword and faced Hyperzio, "I refuse to-" A lightning bolt crashed down on top of him and instantly drained his health to nothing, switching him back to Human form. Skyswipe looked fairly young in Human form: his white hair was messy, and his face was scarred down the right cheek; he looked just like a teenager who had just had a highway accident on a motorbike. Skyswipe held his face in pain as the leftover electricity from the lightning bolt had burnt his face slightly; the rain made the steam more visible.
Hyperzio glared around at the group, "Anyone else?"
Anmarina started to cry her sorrow being masked by the torrential rain, 'He even looked at me...' The Shutenghen from before suddenly appeared in the skies of Ailutarya, it began sending out Duacrits.
"All forces: retrieve Captain Skyswipe and Lieutenant Grouslash", came an order over the A.E.R. communications. Hyperzio looked over at Skyswipe.
'Damn it no!' Grouslash panicked. 'Our communications are internal channels; they can't be heard by outsiders... but Skyswipe is in Human form... Hyperzio probably heard it!'
Hyperzio looked up at the incoming fighters and flew upwards, "Well if you really are stupid enough to try, then you better get ready to die!" he rhymed in an evil song.
"No!" Anmarina cried. "We've already won! Enough is enough!"
"Sit down and be quiet!" electrical energy swarmed Hyperzio as he raised his hand. The energy released itself from his palm in the form of a powerful, golden lightning bolt and struck the nearest Duacrit. The lightning encased the fighter and overloaded its systems, causing it to explode. Hyperzio did the same to another fighter. And another. And another. And another. He did it all with the same visor that glowed red with rage; he did it all with a malicious grin. Hyperzio looked at the Shutenghen and raised his arm far above his head. Thunder growled overhead as the sky started to shoot lightning strikes at various spots on the base ship; each hit caused an explosion and spread deadly electricity over the surface. Duacrits continued to circle Hyperzio and a few even started to shoot at him. Hyperzio swiftly dodged all shots and reached out in front of him with his severed arm; a holographic cuboid formed in its place.
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Ultraya: Origins
Ficção CientíficaIt is 3988 AD. In a distant solar system known as Ultraya, there is a peaceful society where cybernetic beings known as 'Wyperians' reside. One of the reasons why peace has been upheld for centuries is the existence of Angels. Anyone at all can beco...