Fall From Grace

“Perfection through strength can never be attained. I have tried my whole life to be stronger to save the ones I love, and I have failed. I watched my family burn in nuclear fire, and I watched friends and love ones die to the horrors of the universe. I have strength beyond any mortal person and yet I too are subject to the whim of the universe, take solace in what you have for it wont last” –Ouka Angel of Air

Unknown location: aboard the Mara'Kada Etis'Inam


“So… you wish to seek my help Angel? The help of a enemy of the very nation you have fought to protect?”

“Yes” Came the reply, short and to the point.

“And why may I ask have you come such a long way and made so much effort to do so?” The voice in question was almost angelic, the white interior of the hall was stark yet grand at the same time, runes of the Nakai language adorned the interior and multiple holograms sat spinning in the air.

“Because I have nothing else. Everything I have wanted has been taken from me, I am here to ask for your help” the voice of the women repeated, she stood on the walkway, clad in grey armour covering her chest and shoulders, her legs and arms bare as her wings stretched out behind her.

“For my help… And what would I get in return?” came the angelic voice, the form of He’Rious Solarch of the Nakai stood looking down on the angel from the throne which hovered just above the ground. His armour was resplendent white and yellow, covered in runes as two imitations of wings also spread out making him appear far bigger than he was.

“You would get my skill in combat. You created me as a weapon, use me as such” The angel replied knowing full well what her words entailed.

“I see. A fair deal Ouka Angel of Air. However, what would you require of my people in return for your aid?” He’Rious asked interested, his staging ground had not been found yet by the Union and yet… The Angel of air had come to him, alone in a shuttle. Asking for audience, something that had surprised him. And so far this wasn’t some sort of trap to kill him.

“I want you to bear me a child. Not you personally, but I want your gene crafters to make me a child, one that the one I love would never allow me to conceive” Ouka replied, her words trembled. She didn’t know how He’Rious would react, and if he sent her away what would she do? Return to the Union? Knowing full well her actions here?

There was a stark laugh which echoed about the chamber from the Solarch. He lowered his head and looked her in the eyes with a small smile.

“You mean the Emperor. My dear Angel, my people made you all and I can tell your thoughts and desires at a glance. You wish me to create for you a child of the Emperor, to fulfil a dream which has eluded you all these years”

“Yes. That is what I want”

“Angel of Air. You know fully what your actions will cost you, there is no going back from this. He will never accept your child or you after this betrayal. You will be condemned by your own people until the end of days. You will become nothing but our weapon, to fight the very people you called friends. Are you sure this is the course you have chosen?” He’Rious asked.

“Life is made out of tough decisions, my only wish is to grow stronger. And attain what I promised myself when humanity was unified. My reasons for doing this are irrelevant, will you help me He’Rious?” She looked up to him her eyes almost pleading. He’Rious seemed to cock his head to one side before nodding.

“Our genecrafts will give you your child. However, we do not have-“

“I have this” Ouka interrupted holding out in her hand a small vial inside was a see through liquid in a tiny amount “His tears. With these you can recover his DNA” He’Rious eyes widened as he stepped down the many stairs, walking over to her to look her in the eyes as he took the vial, looking down at it.

“It will take time. But with this… We will once again rule creation” He smiled to her “My dear, please feel free to make yourself at home within these halls, when I meet you again it will be for your orders. You will fight for us while the work is carried out. I give you my word on that” Ouka merely nodded.

“I understand. I am at your command my Solarch” She said kneeling, and placed a hand on her left breast, using her power to deface the Union symbol that laid upon it.  She knew there was no going back now. But this way she could finally test her skill, finally become as powerful as she wanted, and finally kill the women who had stolen her dreams.

“Rise Angel of the Nakai” He’Rious said in a heavenly tone, she did so coming to stand up straight, and for the first time in over 3 decades Ouka felt proud.

And in the second time since the Unions creation, an Angel had fallen against their own.