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Bab 12: Military Tension – 1

(Vladmir's POV)

Energy swirls around me as I concentrate psionic power on the vat in front of me, the special room filled to the brim with psionic energy gathered by me on the course of the last three hours, creating a blue, electric haze on the whole room.

Aside from me, it's unsafe to walk in right now, since the psionic energy will unmake anything biological instantly when in contact. I look up to the doctors through the window of the room near the roof. With that, I hear the voice of doctor Lyssa sounding on the loudspeakers:

(Lyssa): "Commander, we're ready. Whenever you want, we can start."

I simply nod back, concentrating. Inside this vat that could easily have a human inside, is a solution made with mana crystals. What we discovered in this last month that the hostages… recruits, from Wolf's city joined us, is that the mana crystals have some reaction with my psionic energy.

My psionics aren't magic, we made enough analysis to know that. However, they are both energy, and therefore, able to interact to some manner. And what I'm more interested are the crystal formations.

You see, to advance technologically, we need a mean to store psionic energy, and we had no good candidates among the known materials that we have at hand. However, I had the idea of studying the mana crystals. It ends up that even if you use the mana inside the crystals, the crystal remains.

Unfortunately, I cannot just charge the crystal, it's fundamentally able to store psionic energy, only mana. Because of that, we're doing this experiment. We crushed the crystals and dissolved them in water with some chemicals and created essentially a magical solution.

What I am going to do now is overcharge the solution with psionic solution, and essentially mutate the crystal. According to our predictions, this crystal is also close to a living being, akin to a plant, but more basic and at the same time, more complex.

We expect that when overcharged with psionic energy, the crystal will mutate to store the new type of energy, and since mana and psionic energy don't mix, the mana will be expelled, collected by our devices underneath the vat. With the crystals mutated, they will naturally reform in crystal form.

I feel my mind amplified right now, being in the middle of so much psionic energy… it's feels both empowering and refreshing. I should make a meditation room like this later. I extend my hands to the vat, feeling the mana inside clashing with my psionic energy constantly, refusing it.

Alright, time to start. With this new sensation of amplified mind, I connect with the minds of the doctors monitoring this experiment, and through this connection, I send a telepathic message:

- It's time. Get ready.

My arms crackle with energy, and suddenly, blue streaks of psionic lightning explode from my whole arms, hitting the vat. Instead of bursting, it penetrates the glass, making the solution inside cackle with energy.

I bet the dials in the control room are going wild, after all, I can feel the conflict of energies. My psionic power forcing the way in, and the mana trying desperately to resist. But it's going well on my side, I'll just keep this up and hopefully, it'll be done.

(Lyssa's POV)

- The energy levels are crazy… - one of the doctors said as she manages and monitors the equipment that is measuring the… well, energy levels of our experiment.

I look down though the reinforced glass, to where our glorious lord is overcharging the vat with the solution. I smile. As expected, our lord is incredibly powerful… and so handsome as well… I got the shivers when his voice sounded inside my head.

- Wow… our Lord is truly powerful… - Said one of the ghosts, sanding behind us in guard to protect us in any case of psionic energy overflow. I turn to her, curious.

- What do you mean? – She looks at me as I ask, her rifle in hands, resting on her shoulder.

- Psychic power aren't simple or abundant. Even if we, the Ghosts, have psychic powers, we can't communicate telepathically. It takes someone truly powerful for mental communication like our Lord. – She says, staring lovingly at our leader. – This event is certainly being felt by all ghosts in the base. He is truly a gift.

I smile, feeling proud for being his lover.

- Of course he is. After all, he is our Commander.

(Vladmir's POV)

After who knows how much time, I can finally feel the mana being completely drained, and the solution being warped by my psionic energy. And I can tell, it's successful. I concentrate all the psionic energy of the room one last time inside the vat.

The blue energy around me swirls, gathering inside the solution. The solution glows in a gentle blue, and at the base of the vat, still inside the liquid, as the light fades, a blue, luminescent crystal formation grows rapidly, growing as if in fast forward until it reaches a considerable size, enough for two basketballs, I think, even though they are formed like quartz crystals.

The docs applaud our success, and I smile. I'm looking forward to whatever we can produce with this. This will be a great advancement for the ghosts and the specters.

[You have made an amazing advance in your psychic abilities! The creation of psionic crystals is a large step towards Protoss Technology. You are in the right direction.]

Excellent. Alright, time to check on the kids. I look up to the doctors in the control room, feeling my mind still open and clear.

- I will go and check on the recruits. – I told the doctors through telepathy, now a permanent ability of mine. – Do the planned research on the crystals, I'll return shortly.

I could feel the confirmation from them, so I just left the room silently. Good time to get a ride on my vulture. I go to my room to a quick change of clothes, a simple sleeveless white shirt, black pants and black boots, followed closely by my pair of female Ghost bodyguards. We then go to the garage of my command center, where my mechanics are working on a new model of vulture.

When I get there, among the several people walking around working in experimental vehicles, I immediately spot the men working on three vultures. As I approach, I ask at loud:

- Gentleman! Is it ready?! – The surprised four mechanics turn to me and smile, the chief mechanic responding as he gets up, cleaning his hands with a rug from the oil.

- Yes, Commander! – He beckoned for me to follow him to the hoverbikes. There, he presented me to three vultures. – As you ordered, we have completed the modifications for the vultures! We have successfully installed the cloak module as requested, as well added a silent mode.

I nod to them, reaching the black vulture with golden patters designed for me. Since I'm a bit small at the moment, my vulture was modified to support my size. Sitting on it, I turn it on. The motor and turbines hum softly, the vulture starts floating. I nod to myself. I'm really excited to ride this thing.

I had a bike in my previous life, but even if I liked it a lot, I didn't use it a lot since my job was playing games. So, I'm looking forward to running with this baby. The chief mechanic approaches, pointing the controls to me.

- Ok Boss, the basics. This is the speed dial, the fuel and energy for the cloaking. – He then pointed to the other buttons. – These are the mines and the cloak activation. This screen is for communication, so if you want you can send and receive information from your vulture.

- Alright, let's see this cloaking working. – They nod and take a step back. I press the button, and for a brief moment, blue electricity covers both me and the vulture, and shortly, we turn completely invisible.

They applaud, and I turn off the cloaking as the chief mechanic explains a bit too.

- The vultures enter on the silent mode as soon as the cloaking is activated.

- Perfect. – I look at him. – Start mass producing, I want a Stealth Vulture for each ghost and specter of the army. Can I count on your team for that?

He made a military salute.

- Of course Commander! – He smiled widely. – It will be an honor to work with the ghosts and specters!

- Excellent. You two, get on and we'll be off. – The ghosts nod, climbing on the other bikes and we ride off the base. Now that I think about it, it's about time the kingdom scout the town that was just destroyed.

(meanwhile, 3° person POV)

His prediction was correct. As he tests his new vulture bike, a group arrives at the ruins of the border city, former ruled by a margrave. This first group, ten carriages with supplies and workers, surrounded by soldiers, arrived at the ruins of the city.

Their objective, stablish a base on the ruins, and then sent their students to enter the forest. As for their soldiers, they were to search for the beastman runaways, without knowing the dragon that they were poking with a short stick.

(My thoughts were too long for author's thoughts, so here it is:)

So yeah, college is taking my soul away, that's why I'm taking so long to post. Also, I'm gonna make a warcraft 3 fic soon, like the fic that inspired this one. You know, that warcraft 3 fic that had a lot of potential but eventually fell flat on it's face, twisted it's ankle and broke it's nose?

Yeah, something like that, but better. Also, for the psionic crystals, I have only one word; Lightsaber.

And be prepared, I'll start to modify the troops of the game soon. You'll see what I mean.

And finally, i wasn't feeling inspired for this chapter, so the quality may be below average. I just wasn't feeling like it today, so forgive me.

The new fic's name will be Warcraft: Empires of Blood

Also, new writing style and dialogues. Feels better to write and more organic, let me know what you guys think.


Bab 13: Military Tension – 2

(3° person POV)

- This sucks man. – Complained the soldier, cleaning his sword from goblin blood. – And this city was nice too.

His friend, finishing a goblin with a severed leg, frowned as he pulled the sword from the flesh of the monster, ending its life.

- And since when you were so concerned about this town anyway? You and your family are from the capital.

The soldier shook his head, sighing, making a scornful face, immediately annoying his comrade.

- you don't understand. This city was amazing on its own rights, you know? – He shrugged. – You just had to know how to appreciate it!

The other man looked at him with a doubtful look, before realizing it.

- You had a prostitute that you liked here, didn't you?

- Ugh, shut up! – The other said, busted.

Both laughed, exchanging some more banter as they killed some more goblins and other monsters with ease. These two, after all, are part of the veteran unit of the kingdom, and are used to fight monsters on the daily.

They are now on cleaning duty, finishing the monsters there were left since their last fight to purge the monsters from town. As they finish killing a small group of monsters, one of the asks:

- So, what about those students again?

- It'll be our cover, that's why we're dressed as common soldiers, not in our elite armors. – He said as he sheathed the sword, looking to the forest not too far from them. – Those filthy animals managed to run away, but since it isn't inside our borders…

- We can't chase them outright. – He scratched his head while crouched near a corpse of a monster. – Fucks sake, those slaves had to run away, didn't they? Well, when we get to them I'll get some bastard children of my own.

He said, smiling cruelly. After all, he was a slave owner… or a former one, his last slave passed away recently as result of his violence. His comrade only smiled, similar thoughts flowing through his mind. After all, this behavior is often encouraged in this kingdom.

(Vlad's POV)

- Focus, now. – I said to my "students". – Ignore the sensorial stimuli, focus on your own minds. Feel the world around you, expand your minds.

I say as I walk around the pitch black room with a light humming sounding through, the smells of several spices, foods, rotten things and foul smells mixing all around. This room is made to disrupt senses and focus, designed to practice and train the expansion of psionic senses.

I'm right now in the middle of tutoring a class of forty ghosts, fully naked in the dark as the changing temperature goes from searing hot to freezing cold, changing by the half second. Oh, and I must mention. All my students are women.

Not that I'm giving them preferential treatment or anything like that, is that between our tests, we found out that the women of our ghost units are much more attuned with their psionic senses, and have a much easier time learning to sense things with their psionic powers, even more ease in getting into the minds of other people.

The reason why we are naked it so that they stay as uncomfortable as possible during this exercise. Of course, I'm also training at the moment, feeling the world around me, although I'm much more advanced then they are. After all, I was the first test subject.

The thing is, psionic powers are a mysterious thing, they can provide many different abilities, from telekinesis to controlling electricity, reading minds and even predicting the future. The objective of this training is to amplify the sensory capability of our minds, and make our psionics more able to predict movement and sensing thoughts.

Not only that, a training to also not rely in our five senses, but in our sixth. So this is important, to allow our sixth sense to dominate over the other five, allowing us to use it beyond its capabilities.

I walk around, relying on my feeling of the world with my mind, more broadcasting my words with psionics to their mind rather than telling them directly. After all, the sound in this room is so loud that they can't hear my words with their ears.

We keep training for a few more hours before I send a telepathic message to the docs overseeing the "class". The lights come back on and the noises and temperature changes stop, as well the smells and other hindrances.

What greets my eyes is a wide room with fifty naked woman, covered in sweat and shivering a little. It's feast, after all, they're all top-notch beauties, with marvelous bodies. Yes, a nice view. Different from them, I'm barely sweating.

After all, my body has been turning more and more abnormal as the days pass. Resisting extreme temperatures is just a small part of the whole package. I smile to them, as they get up with red faces, but not covering anything. In fact, some, including their commander, Magna Star, is trying to show me her "assets".

Surprisingly ,she still hasn't shred my bed, too busy with my orders. She's eager, however, and has been making it more and more obvious recently. I'll probably wake up with her riding me on my morning "excitement" one of these days, she's the type that would do that.

- You all did well today as well. – I say, holding back a boner. – Class dismissed.

They unwillingly walk out of the room, leaving me behind alone. After they leave, I go out by another door, back to my chambers, where Doctor Lyssa is already waiting for me. I smile to her, as she reports to me our most recent advancements.

- Marshal, as expected, our experiments with the crystals are going smoothly, the crystals themselves seem to be cooperating with them. – She says, going through her tablet. – They show remarkable abilities in channeling, storing and releasing energy. Until this moment, they have proven themselves as capable energy storage units.

- Excellent. Start the infusion experiments, as soon we manage to fuse the crystals with several materials we will be able to upgrade our weaponry. – She nods as she watches me get dressed with a lightly pouty face. After all, I'm still busy. – I'll go and check on our recruits again. – I put on my favorite long coat. – Send Magna with two other ghosts to spy one the military outpost on the ruined city. I want information.

- Yes sir.

I nod to her and we split, with me walking to the garage and her walking towards our labs. Gotta get my vulture, getting down is easier that way. Either that or taking a ship, but that is excessive. I get to the garage and go straight down to the field, the sun is a bout to raise, and it's time for the cadets to suffer.


PERTIMBANGAN PENCIPTA
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Hey guys, Kuro here... aw, my ass. Life's been hard on me for some time now, so I haven't done anything with my brain beside college.

Coding is hell, and I love hell, so I love coding. Still not gonna post more frequently, but still alive bruh. Gotta keep on living and writing.

Anyway, till the next chapter, Kuro, out!

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