Zero Sum

A Memoir

If you are going to follow along with the story you are going to have to be aware, that I forget things very easily. For example, I don't remember how this slice of floating earth is hovering in the middle of the air. Who is this fellow grandstanding in the middle is, with a debris field gravitating around us like mini rings of Saturn. But I can tell you one thing...

"Hey he is waking up!" they scream in my ear, can't they appreciate a fellows need for personal space?

Wait, when did I get tied up and captured?

"I don't care he is no threat to me especially when I am about to achieve every ambition I ever desired in world in this very instant!" says the tart in the center. Gloating as if using someone else to do his dirty work is worth celebrating.

That's right, no wonder we were caught off guard, now I remember, we were thrown our game because it was one of our own who we had to start fighting. But she must be under his control somehow. There is no way that peace loving free frolicking do-gooder would ever wage a war with the nations.

"Ah now that we remember, this will be simple to clean up."

"What did you say? Hey stop standing up! Stop brr..bre..breaking your chains!" stuttered one of the fools guarding me.

"Do you have death wish or something? Get out of my way."

"Boss I thought you said this guy was no threat to us." Muttered one of the other two peons surrounding me.

"Hey what to you think you are doing? Get back in your place worm." Said the fruit, firing a bolt of something or other from the staff he was holding.

"The paint on your face make you deaf or something? I say I am here to put things right again."

"Stay back!" I know a look of shattered realizations when I see it and this so called boss figure was oozing with it.

"Hey, why do they call it dialogue? I mean di- means two right? But there are more that two of us here, let's see there is...1..2.......6 of us here, doesn't that mean it should be a sexta- whatever?"

"It's about time you put your butt into action Necalli," says a mangled figure spread out on the floor.

"Slicing guy! You're still alive! 7! That's great. You know we can't take action when we aren't together, but now that he's back with me I'll make this quick."

"Stop talking about yourself in the third person you sick freak!" yells Vector despite his being like a shattered piece of pottery on the ground.

"Always have to have the last word don't you? Well I can't help it, when I don't feel his presence, none of what I am able to do seems to work."

The caped boss in a leotard yelled out something and some figures emerged from the orbiting debris field. Flying through the air and crashing down in between me and the boss character. Something had formed those things from trashed metal and earth into warrior figures.

And I knew just where I could go to talk to that something'

"Better stay close to the ground and cover your ears Vector while I take care of things here."

Vector may have resented me right now but he was no dummy, he took my advice and took cover as best he could, beat up though he was. I raised my hands and extended them to my sides. Stretched out exaggeratedly for emphasis, because why not? And then clapped my hands together. 

The resulting boom was enough to knock away the half put together debris warriors, the boss guy and his hench goons, dust off the tectonic plate we were riding, and most of the orbiting rings surrounding it.