*Amara Bane that is her name. she is a Meta-human of such power even the best of the best struggle with her. Her abilities are a strange mix: She has the ability of Telepathy and Telekinesis but also of controlling the wind and air turning it into weapons or shields. she is fast but not as fast as a Speed Meta-human and she is strong.but above all it is her ability to mentally and emotionally dominate her opponents that give her such interest to the scientists. this ability has never before been seen. so powerful she can influence even other Meta-humans much stronger then her to do as she wishes.It is with this power she became the most feared and most revered Meta-human known to the Galaxy.It is now time to return however to the current predicament we find ourselves in. Amaras mind is gone corrupted and torn away by the relentless experiments and tortures administered by the Garvons and Blackwell Scientists her free will stripped away bound to the command of one...Captain Derrickson. a belt blinks brightly on his body a red light on it..the connection to her mind and his will.Jake dances back dodging one of her shots the wind shearing the top of the control room off cleanly. his fear mounts as he watches her flit from view and feels the powerful kick land on his back he goes flying thru the remains of the windows and drops to the floor down below Amara quickly following behind. the floor is now mostly empty the Troopers and Garvons having taken flight into one of the many massive holding rooms Dipper Shaoun and Violetta taking after them the other Meta-humans gone presumably hiding or dead. Jake jumps to his feet blood trickling out of the corner of his lips. wiping it away he backs up as Amara begins to advance once more*
"Amara....Amara listen to me this is not you this is not you fight it fight back!"
*Derrickson laughs overhead*
"She can't hear you! just give up already Mr.Brackson! just give up and die already!"
*He laughs like a madman as Amara strikes again Jake blocking them feeling the muscles in his arms bruise and the bones tremble. holding back his rage and fear he stays on the defensive backing up giving ground as he blocks more and more attacks or dodges out of the way from another blast of air.it takes all of his ability to simply stay alive*
"Amara listen to me! its me its Jake its your friend!"
*his desperation begins to mount as she simply stares with those dull and dead eyes and keeps attacking. he blocks another strike and goes flying into the wall the wind knocked out of him blood and spittle spray from his lips as he collapses to the ground his whole body in agony but still he gets up holding his left arm the pain mounting higher and higher both physical and emotional. Amara goes to strike again when a massive explosion rocks the room and Dipper and Shaoun come running in Violetta close behind....and a small army of Meta-humans. these Meta-humans wear prisoner clothing and carry makeshift weapons screaming out warcrys. these are the few left who have managed to maintain their sanity. running in front of them are the few remaining Blackwell Troopers running desperately for their lives. Derrickson swears loudly as he leaps down from the control room and opens fire trying to rally the troopers. it is in this moment of sudden action that a slight hesitation appears in Amara's face and Jake seizes the chance*
"Amara...Amara please....stop this please come back to me....its ok...im your friend...please...."
*His voice is pleading but the hesitation is only for a moment. she snaps back and begins her assault once more as soon as Derrickson gains his cool again and Jake quickly makes the connection. blocking and dodging more attacks he shouts to Dipper and the others*
"DIPPER! ITS THE BELT! DERRICKSON HAS AMARA UNDER SOME KIND OF MIND CONTROL ITS THE BELT THATS THE TRANSMITTER! DESTROY IT!"
*barely able to keep himself standing under the onslaught he sees Dipper register his words and make a bee line for Derrickson her massive warp hammer slamming aside any resistance. over the din of battle cries of death and agony are heard as the Meta-human prisoners and the Troopers duel it out plasma bolts and various bolts of elements fly like hell fire. sections of the room are torn and busted as a Metal Meta-human summons it to form armor and weapons. a trooper screams as he is torn in half by a Brute blood spraying the floor and walls. the screams of battle echo around the massive room as both sides obtain losses the troopers suffering the worst of it. a loud crash echos from above as Heavy Guards burst in and join the fray. Jake and Amara battle their own little war Jake starting to push back now trying to stay alive but not wanting to hurt her. Derrickson guns down several Meta-humans when he is slammed back by Dippers massive warp hammer the force knocking the air out him and shattering several ribs. screaming in pain he slams into the wall. staggering back to his feet he has no time as Dipper unleashes a flurry of attacks swift and fast seeming impossible by the size of her hammer. he dances back and jumps trying to avoid them and his concentration breaks the hesitation appears in Amaras eyes again*
"KEEP HIM BUSY!"
*Jake turns to Amara pleading again*
"Amara! remember who you are! remember the truth this is not you!"
*Amaras eyes begin to flicker a spark of her previous self starts to show thru and she takes a step back. Jake begins to have high hopes and he advances slowly holding out his hands palm up*
"Amara....Amara come back...please come back..."
*he moves further towards her his eyes brimming with tears when a cry echos Derricksons voice ringing clear and loud*
"AMARA! KILL HIM!!"
*Dipper brings the hammer down a moment later forever silencing him with a single blow but the damage is done. Jake stares at her as she flits forward the last and final command given now her only objective unable to disobey with the force of such a command. Jake goes to defend but is too slow. the sound of battle suddenly stops. the room goes quiet as Amara strikes. everything seems to slow down as Jake feels a searing moment of pain in his chest then blissful relief. he frowns looking down and sees his blood....his own blood dripping down his chest soaking the floor beneath Amara standing a couple of feet away. with her final command completed her mind is at last returned to her the belt giving one last feeble blink then snuffing out. blinking she looks around confusion setting in. Dipper looks up and lets out a cry staring ahead. Jake seems to sway gently on the spot almost as if being pushed by a gentle breeze. Amara looks up her eyes clear at last and she stares the moment seeming sealed for eternity....and Jake at last begins to fall crumpling to the floor and Amaras eyes go wide and she screams*
"Jake!? JAAAKE!"
*She dashes forward the Meta-humans pushing back the remaining Blackwell Troopers into the holding area. she catches Jake before he hits the floor his eyes half closed and dull Amara shaking him tears spilling from her eyes*
"Jake! Jake don't you give up im sorry im so sorry i didnt mean to i couldn't control myself please don't die DON'T DIE!"
*She shakes him unable to do anything else trying to keep him awake. his eyes roam to hers and he smiles reaching up a hand blood streaking gently across her cheek as he cups it*
"Am....Amara....do you remember now....d...do you...you remember me now...."
*he strokes her cheek as Violetta Shaoun and Dipper come running over their voices seeming miles away. his eyes roam to them seeing the tears in their eyes seeing the panic in their faces and he smiles. it is a painful smile a smile of that who knows what is coming a smile of the end*
"Jake? Jake come on buddy come on brush it off you will be fine you..you..."
*Shaouns voice starts to crack as he looks at Jake his condition terrible. blood pools beneath him the gash in his chest arms and legs bleeding horribly his eyes seem so dull and distant. Dipper tries to talk but her lips find no words to say and Violetta breaks down sobbing and holding herself. Amara looks into his eyes and bends down kissing him softly and pulls back tears falling from her eyes as she strokes his hair*
"its ok...i do remember...its ok your gonna be ok were...were gonna get you to a Nano tank we...we can save you we can do it you will be ok i promise"
*she speaks her voice chocked as Jake looks at her and smiles*
"I love you Amara"
*his voice is clear and strong as he gives one last trembling breath....and falls silent*
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Omega 17
Science FictionThe Year is 2065 and Humans have branched out to the stars and vast world that is space. but not all is well. wars erupt all over the galaxy and a new race has appeared: Metahumans genetically and experimentally altered humans created by Blackwell C...