Ninja Apocalypse

26: Fight and Flight (edited)

Borg stepped from the shadows of the dark lab on crab like legs 'What a beauty it is. Wouldn't you agree? The Golden Armour is one of the finest exhibits in Borgs antiquities collection and the most powerful, so I've heard'

'That's odd' Cole said 'Why would Borg refer to himself like that? In the third person? Does he usually do that' he asked Nya.

'Of course not' she replied 'It's the Devourer talking'

Borg turned to Nya and smiled 'Hello lover'

All heads turned to Nya and she let the insinuation roll off of her. Narrowing her eyes she shot knives at the entity inside her friend and mentor 'what can I say' she replied 'I'm irresistible'

'Oh are you? Lets see now...' Borg said. The creepy, lascivious persona was so alien to his normally bright and bumbling character 'Lloyd, your pathetic little boy crush... Do you think he loves you?' Borg shook his head slowly 'No. It was all me. I drew you in... and away from him' Borg said, addressing Jay 'it had been going on for a long time you know. I think even Lloyd was fooled into believing he was falling for her. You know it's difficult to know what to think when something else is thinking for you'

The look on Jays face was unbearable and Nya pulled Borgs attention back to her 'When you weren't poisoning his mind he was himself' Nya countered 'you couldn't change him if you tried'

A wry smile grew on Borgs' lips 'you on the other hand... Are very malleable; I made you take notice of him. I drew you in, drip-feeding you sensations so enticing. You fought it, denied it, but I felt you succumb as I entered you'

'That is not what it sounds like!' She admonished strongly, unable to look at her friends. Closing her eyes she tried to steady her nerves and considered what the entity said. She remembered how it had manipulated her emotions through Lloyd and how it had swayed her feelings. There was truth there, but she felt a difference between the two wills and Lloyd made her feelings real and right. She opened her eyes 'Manipulation is what you do. Don't try and bait my friends to turn them against me, I'm pretty sure you're just making it worse for yourself'

'Ok you've got me' Borg chuckled 'It was just a little word play. My only regret is I didn't manage to take you when I had the chance. After I tried the first time, I knew I wanted more and took time to savour the second... You are delicious' Borgs normally cheerful face was distorted in a lascivious look, his eyes heavy with lust 'So yes. Perhaps you are irresistible after all. We could have spent a delightful time together'

'Well not to blow my own trumpet, but yeah, you missed out big time' and she heard Ronin snort in the background and from the corner of her eye she saw the quiet slide of the Serpentine warriors around the edges of the room.

'What are you doing here? Why do you have the Golden Armour? And what the hell is with this heat?' Cole asked.

'Questions, questions Borg chuckled and none of them I feel particularly compelled to answer'

A sudden burst of movement heralded the serpent strike and the warriors whipped Borg away from his limbs, securing his arms and pulling his head back 'STOP, STOP!' the panicked team yelled as a blade was swiftly brought to Borg's throat.

'Does he look like a malevolent mist?' Nya yelled.

'Mist?' the warriors looked confused.

'Just... hold him. Don't kill him! He is our very good friend, possessed by a very old enemy'

As the serpent released its hand from Borg's hair, his head snapped forward then rolled back slowly, a fine gold breath snaked from his lips.

'Oh crap!' Nya stepped back 'The Devourer. Its leaving Borg'