The Ronin Rising (Solo/Return thread)
Sept 2, 2017 5:37:29 GMT
Post by Sinn on Sept 2, 2017 5:37:29 GMT
Five years ago...
Guardmans stood to either side of Viktor, their weapons ready at a moments notice. Despite Viktor being only a human, they still perceived him as a credible threat to the council and themselves. Truthfully, as a human, his threat to them was almost non-existent, but he did kill a mega and several lower-level digimon. He didn't blame them for their precautions. Genesis was spared of this trial as he took the full blame, saying she only did as he commanded. She was to live the rest of her life in the city of Luminas doing some low-level work that helped the city in someway. Viktor, however, was about to get the full wrath of the Luminas Council.
"You stand accused of killing fifteen sovereign Luminas citizens, two Luminas Council members and eight non-Luminas Citizens. As well the destruction of two essential buildings to the infrastructure of Luminas, the attempted theft of our precious Light Sphere, and two counts of jaywalking."
He turned from his clipboard of charges and looked up at the accused, "How do you plea?"
Viktor gave a sharp sigh through his teeth, "I did your job for you. That mega was responsible for those deaths. I simply did what needed to be done."
"Be that as it may, you are still responsible for the collapse of those two buildings. Had the mega survived, maybe we could have gotten another side to the story. But as it stands, you aided Vexus in attacking our city and trying to steal that which is most precious to us."
Viktor shook his head, tightening slightly. There was no point in defending himself. These Digimon already made up their mind what they wanted to do. They needed a figurehead to pass blame on, Viktor was the perfect target. He thought about escaping, finding Genesis and taking the form of Kajunemon to fight his way out. But there was little point in that either. They were waiting for an excuse to kill him where he stood.
"We monitored you after you left the city, waiting for the opportune time to make an arrest. Our scouts say you took the form of Super Mega. Which we believe to be inaccurate. But since you denounced your former allegiance with Vexus and help wave off a Deva that threatened our great city, you will not be put to death. Instead, Viktor Makarov of Earth, you will be entrapped and enthralled into the form of one of our greatest protectors. You will be conscious, aware, but unable to make any decisions of your own. You stand a silent vigil for the Orb of Life and remain there until the end of your days. You will not die of hunger, dehydration or exhaustion. The Guardian form will provide, but you will always be hungry, always thirsty and always tired."
Viktor only stood, his arms still bound by the large metal brace, almost as if he was accepting his fate. In a way, he was. The fighting never stopped, there was always someone else's battles to contend. Some other war to wage. Genesis would be taken care of, and he would die for something. Though that death would take years, he would at least not be killed like a common criminal.
Unbeknownst to Viktor, this was also a test for the Council themselves. Using the digivice, they could link him to the Guardian spirit that lie dormant as a statue within the chambers, Viktor would simply be housed via data. But he would have to be at least a Mega to do this. It was no different than if he was linked to his partner, it was just a matter of seeing if he had the power to retain the form. If he didn't, it would simply kill him. Which is what they were silently hoping for.
"Guards. Take him to his new home."
The two guard simply nodded and lead him along, their weapons still firmly in their grasp,
Like an animal to the slaughter Viktor thought as they walked along the corridor to the chamber he would spending the rest of his life in. His mind was calm, as was his demeanor. No point in facing his sentence as a coward. He gave only a sigh as four more guards entered and carried a massive statue that was akin to that of an Egyptian God that was responsible for guarding and ferrying the dead. Viktor wondered if this was done intentionally.
One handed him his digivice, the black and grey camoflauged tool that held so much power in this world. It's feeling alone invoked memories Viktor had with his partner. The good and the bad. The thought of escaping entered his mind again, to get back to the closest thing he had to a daughter. The only good thing he did for either world.
He tightened his grip around the digivice and pushed the thoughts from his head, this was for the best. For him. For his partner. For the betterment of both worlds. He would agonize for the rest of his life, but it was a hell of his own making. If not for the current false crimes, but the crimes of before. He thought of the lives he took, both human and digimon. He thought of the friends he made and the life he led now.
The digivice sparked in his hand, showing that the statue was overriding it. It would take his and his partners abilities and strength to come to life. Viktor would be nothing more than a vessel for the form to exist with. By all means, this was a biomerge. Just not one with his partner, as it should be.
The statue began to color, and move slightly on it's own. The guards held their weapons with vigor, ready to fight the guardian should it act. Instead, it looked to Viktor, then knelt down, opening itself so he could step inside. By this time, the council was present, watching as he stood steadfast against the endless light that confronted him. To those behind him, he would appear as just a silhouette, standing wide against an attacker. He turned and spoke, looking to the council,
"I will keep my compliance so long as Genesis stays safe. If word gets to me that she's harmed... not even this guardian can save you. Not from me."
There was utter silence in the room as he stepped into the suit, it's tendrils from the inside gently pulling the human into itself. He began to slowly vanish, his body used as vessel to activate the guardian. His human body began forming a statue on the empty pedestal where the guardian's once stood. He noticed it began to build from the feet to the head, the statue stood with it's arms forward, holding a sword and it's head affixed firmly downward. Mimicking the other statues around the room. By the time the visage of Viktor was complete, he was now full aware of his surroundings as this Guardian. He slowly stood, towering over the guards now as he turned to walk to the center of the room, where the orb was housed. Where he would guard for the rest of his natural days.
The guards began leaving, as did the council. Save one member who stood with his arms behind his back. Viktor knew this was a Wisemon, a species that made up most of the council;
"A Mega indeed. The council sort of lied, in a way. You are not being housed in anything, you are simply the holder of this form. Your partner's power was used to make it. She is stuck as a Rookie for as long as you are in this form. You are also alone. The orb wills you to do as it commands, and that command is sit here and stand your watch. That statue is your human data all locked up. But this..." he pointed to his own head and and smiled, "Well, that's all you still. I wonder though, why you thought your threat would mean anything to the Council. You cannot act unless the Orb wills it. So your threats, like your pleas for innocents, will fall on deft ears. You will never know if she dies and you'll stay here forever. By the way, while in this form, you don't age. So, another lie. I-"
Suddenly, with lightning Viktor reached out and grabbed the Wisemon by the throat, the armor's eyes glowing red, "Keep. Her. Safe."
The Wisemon's eyes widened as Viktor grabbed him, there was no way anyone could go against the will of the Orb! It was absolute to the guardian! They were commanded to listen! Or... did the or will him to act? Viktor released the Wisemon and stood back with arms in front of him. Standing the watch as the orb commanded. The Councilman scurried out, slightly ashamed of what just happened. Even if the other believed him, what more could they do to him.
What was truly strange, was that Viktor wasn't stopped when he reached out to grab that Wisemon. The Orb was sentient, and did command his every action. Perhaps it knew that Viktor was innocent and did what he did to protect it. Perhaps it gave him one final 'wish' of his own free will. Maybe it just wasn't paying attention to it's new servant. Either way, it was a fool's thought, but one that gave him hope. Right now, that's all he had.
Hope.