Beacons in The Dark

Chapter 56 - Bluejacked

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It would be an understatement to say that I was melted, more that I was melded; Yes that would be far more accurate. Nanite metals infused my flexbone and though the blood drained from me, there was no need for, even as the pool of red grew enough that I should be dead, even without my Incapacitated Heart Transplant.

It was like visiting both heaven and hell. Oh yes, Blue back again, this Ultroloth guy is ultimately easy to nodejack, though I'm not going to scramble his thoughts; he's doing a good job on the reporting of the events surrounding me and my friend's lives.

His nanometal particles and bits of flesh pushed itself into mine until I thought my neck would break from the amount of straight I was putting into my muscles; from the pain; the anger; the sorrow; the knowledge of what this man had done.

And I do call The Autonomous Emperor a man, and I always would after that.

He engulfed, enveloped, and involved me in everything that was an intergalactic struggle, something I never though I would be ready for. Kneeling in the smoking stench of charred flesh, I could feel my flesh knitting itself back together.

My eyes felt a bit different, though I wouldn't know exactly what that was until later.

I felt a weight upon my back, and reaching up, in my clothes, a scabbard was slung across my back with some sort of katana strapped into the scabbard, humming with waiting energy. Now would not to be to toy with it - I knew what it was. 

A Galaxy Sword.

Oh Gods of old and new, what had this man done and how he had done it still escapes me, that he could bring us all back together.

No matter, he is me now. I will not fail