There was a hole inside of her.
It wasn’t a visible hole, nor a literal one. It was an… emptiness. It was an emptiness that was constantly with her. Something that she felt no matter what was going on around her. If it wasn’t so uncomfortable, it would be comforting for its constant presence… something that Signum could not count on for any other aspect or feeling she had. And, as it was plain, this included the other Knights. Them being missing, however, seemed to increase the hole’s size and impact on her psyche.
She didn’t remember this happening before, though she knew that there had been other times that she had been separated from the other Knights in much the same way as this time. The hole had not, however, grown as a result… if she remembered the events correctly. Unfortunately, she likely didn’t. It was a subject of much conversation among the Knights when they had the opportunity to discuss themselves: their memories, among the many other myriad things that were wrong with the Book of Darkness, were faulty.
But she could not discuss her discovery about the hole with her companions now. It made it all the worse that the reason the hole had changed was their absence. Something that Signum hated. Something that she had never wanted to experience again after the first time. She couldn’t even remember the first time anymore… there were too many times in between. Too many times that she had been ripped away from one of her companions. Or vice versa. That all implied that the hole was something that Signum hated to not be with was absent at all times… made bigger when more things went missing.
She suddenly looked up, causing the soldiers standing guard to level their weapons at her, but she paid them no mind.
It’s almost over now, she thought to herself.
The Book is complete.
~************~
Programming
~************~
Red lights flashed and alarms blared all throughout the
Hestia, but neither Tanya nor George could answer the frantic calls from Paige to determine why the alarm pad in the brig had been activated. “I can’t reach either of them, and I can’t get a clear visual of the cell block!”
“Incoming hail from the remaining fleet, Admiral!” the on-bridge tech officer called out, preventing Admiral Harlaown from giving further instructions to Paige.
“Put him through, Thomas.”
The face of the fleet’s Admiral showed surprise and sudden worry when the screen illuminated with his features. “Clyde-kun?” he asked with obvious shock. He collected himself quickly, however. “What can we do?”
“We don’t know what’s going on yet,” was his answer from Clyde Harlaown. “Paige! Keep trying! And send the squad down there with first instructions to report to us a status!”
“Yes, sir!”
Clyde turned back to the screen. “It’s possible that my Enforcers found the Master trying something, but they haven’t been answering calls.”
“The alarm was triggered from the…”
“The cell block, yes, Admiral.” Clyde nodded. “I don’t know what we’ll need yet, if anything…”
“I’ll transfer a pair of Enforcers and a squad to your ship. Keep me posted on what the trouble is.”
“You know I will.
Hestia out.”
The communication closed, and there was a beat where all that sounded was the siren of the alarm, and all that moved was the red flashing light. Then Clyde said. “Alert is at highest level until I say otherwise. All personnel arm yourselves!”
“Yes, sir!”
~******~
“I will fulfill my Master’s wish.”
Tanya and George were the only other people standing other than the woman with the black wings that didn’t seem to be the Master of the Book of Darkness anymore. Something had changed about her, but neither of the Enforcers were given the time to muse upon that point.
“
Diabolic Emission.” A Dark Sphere was forming above the woman’s outstretched hand. She was merely ignoring the fact that some bars separated her and the Enforcers. “Merge with the Darkness…”
“If she breaches the hull…!” George called out, trying to cast a barrier.
Tanya stopped him with a word. “Stop! It’s Spatial! Shield up!” Her warning came just in time.
“
Envelop,” Tanya’s Phoenix stated.
“
Round Shield,” George’s Starfall intoned.
It was only due to the combined force of the shields did the Enforcers take negligible damage from the attack. From the sheer force of the spell, they knew that they were outmatched. Starfall gave off the chime that indicated that Paige was hailing him with the emergency code signal, but George couldn’t even give Starfall the order to open the connection so that he could talk to her.
“
Blast Rain.” The woman stated… her tone similar to the Devices. George and Tanya were both forced to dive to either side of the attack, but the hail of magical blasts continued unabated. George let the Auto-guard take the brunt of the attack as he forced himself toward the prisoner. When he saw an opening, he took it.
“
Luna Buster!” he called, letting loose Starfall’s blast attack, but the only effect was that the woman no longer had the bars separating her from the Enforcers. George quickly spun to avoid another set of the
Blast Rain attack that yet continued from the woman’s fist. She hadn’t even paused to block his blast.
Tanya had apparently used her time more effectively. “We have engaged the Book of Darkness itself! Yes, the Defense Program! The Book is complete! Repeat! The Book is comp-” She was cut off by being struck dead on with one of the
Blasts, but her Barrier Jacket absorbed the impact and her only symptom was to lose her breath. She had to take a more active role in defending herself.
George managed to maneuver so that he and Tanya trapped their adversary between them. The moment the
Blast Rain ended and she started charging a new attack, Tanya and George both went on the offensive.
“
Flamethrower!”
“
Luna Buster!”
“
Panzerschield.” The Defense Program flung out her hands, catching both of the attacks with shields that arose from her palms. The purple triangular Belkan shields were easy match for the Buster attacks, and when Tanya and George paused, she retaliated. “
Blutiger Dolch,” the Book in her hand stated. Sharp red points dug into both Enforcer’s breaking off their attacks completely. George was now bleeding from a tear in his Barrier Jacket on his shoulder. Tanya had several tears, but no breakthroughs.
Tanya immediately charged as the Defense Program turned her head to George and fired an attack at him that he didn’t even hear the name of. “We’ll think of something!” she called for George’s benefit before “
Burning Strike!”
But what else can we do? George thought, bringing up Starfall’s
Round Shield again.
We can’t bombard her, even if we got the chance to charge; we’d risk a hull breach. Had to keep it in mind, though, if a Buster-class attack wouldn’t even phase her, and she was easily able to handle
two.
~******~
“I am the Administration Program,” she said quietly. “I have the power to affect basic things about the Tome if you command me to.”
“Can you tell me what’s going on now?”
“Of course. The Automated Defense Program is taking care of the external threats.”
“I can’t use the spells of the Book myself?”
“The Book acts to protect its Master.”
“I didn’t want to retreat into a pocket dimension and have someone else do my dirty work! I owe them a beating, and I intend to give it to them! Let me handle this with the power granted to me by the Book!”
“I cannot.”
“…what did you say?” The Master’s tone was deadly.
“I cannot. I am flawed.”
“Then what use are you?! Can you get me out of here at all?!”
“No, Master. We must hope the Automated Program successfully takes out all external threats quickly enough. Before…”
“Before what?!”
“Before she loses control. I am…” Crack.
The Administration Program found her head turned to the side.
“I do not care to hear excuses,” she spat at the silver-haired Program. “Nor apologies.”
“Then I can say nothing, Master.”
~******~
The squad had been useless, but at least the addition of two more Enforcers had made the playing field a little more level. Not that George and Tanya were too useful after being battered about by the Defense Program for nearly ten minutes. George knew that he was going to be laid up in an infirmary for weeks and Paige would never forgive him for attempting to fight through such injuries.
But he didn’t have a choice in the matter.
They had tried everything they could think of short of guaranteeing a hull breach with a bombardment attack, but they hadn’t seemed to make any sort of significant dent in the Program’s Armor. One of the newcomer Enforcers, being a melee specialist with a pair of daggers as his Device’s primary form, had managed to keep her occupied by himself for several minutes, but that had been the best success they had. And they had it no more when he was thrown against the broken cell and impaled upon one of the bars.
This threw Tanya, George and the remaining Enforcer into combat with the Program once again, but Tanya and George were clearly flagging. The remaining Enforcer’s weapon flashed constantly, trying to draw all attention and attacks to herself. She succeeded enough that Tanya and George were able to line up shots across from each other, though during the countdown both took hits to their Barrier Jackets. They only had one more chance at this, so they attempted to grunt through the pain.
“
Count zero.”
“
Supernova!” George called, managing somehow to charge the necessary power into the attack. He dimly heard Tanya’s answering cry of her own bombardment, and both slammed into the Program at nearly point-blank range. Even with the significant damage the prison area of the ship had taken, there still wasn’t all that much room to maneuver in it.
The pale white of George’s attack and fierce red of Tanya’s met with the deep purple of the Program’s answering shields. This time the shields were obviously buckling though. There was a chance they could break through! But suddenly the Program was no longer in the blast sight and the two attacks were hitting each other. George and Tanya broke off the attack, but not before the Program had made it to Tanya’s side and blasted right through the center of her Barrier Jacket as if it weren’t there.
“TANYA!” George shouted, his voice hoarse from expended effort. She didn’t answer; she only slumped to the floor.
The dissipating energies of the powerful bombardment attacks flared to life once more, which surprised all three combatants, but the Program only for a moment. She closed her eyes as she turned away from her fallen adversary. “It’s begun again…” she said quietly, and then her eyes were open and hard again. And George attempted to steady himself alongside an Enforcer he didn’t even know the name of.
~******~
This is when I wish we could go out there.
Just now?
I mean, every time. She’s always alone when this happens to her.
Signum’s alone too, you know.
I know that, but Signum will be back with us soon enough. When Signum’s about, there’s often hope. There’s never hope when she’s about and alone.
It’s a sadness she has to bear.
It’s not a sadness I’d wish on anybody, much less one of us. She’s the most broken of all of us.
And yet the strongest. She manages. We would do well to emulate her.
Maybe… but I wish we could help
her.
~*~