Apophis background story continued.....

[Juggernought]

Ok, so i had a bit of extra time on my hands over the christmas break so i decided to piece together a small preview of the continuation on my Apophis character that i did for the GWOTG competition i was thinking on doing....still needs work but here's what i got so far.

Anubis looked down at his newest general with obvious pleasure. Apophis had the potential to be a great asset and one of the most dangerous of his pawns in his elaborate game of chess he was playing with this universe.

“That may very well be the case my child, but first you must prove yourself worthy of your place in this, my Order. At this very moment Lord Zagam has prepared something of interest to me and I consider it a fitting way to prove your prowess against it.”

Then with the barest inclination of his regal head, in the far end of the throne room a part of the wall shivered and then parted revealing a dank and eerie darkness from within. Apophis, now standing turned towards the gaping hole. Already his rage was beginning to build. His clawed fingers dug into his palms gradually drawing thick red blood from them. The slight pain was comforting; it allowed him to keep his anger in check and focus it on enhancing his powers for the fight he sensed was to come.

From deep within the walls came the sounds of something that imitated the sound of sharp metal rubbing against each other and the heavy sound of something on all fours. It sounded big, it sounded deadly, and from the guttural grunts and roars…it sounded hungry. Then with all bestial rage and brute force, a lumbering behemoth erupted from the wound in the wall. Almost instantly it began going on a rampage and tore into the first of the human slaves that ringed the crescent shaped room. Apophis’ slitted pupils dilated then refocused with mild surprise as he observed this frenzied display of unleashed slaughter.

Once again a slight gesture came from Anubis and the snarling beast was telekinetically dragged off the remaining corpse of the human and flipped around so it faced Apophis.

“Apophis this newest addition to the order, this mindless visage of all rage, hunger and pure primal savagery, will be your initiation. This is Rabid, defeat him and you will secure your place at my side. Lose, and the punishment shall be death. Do not disappoint me.”

Without so much as hesitating the head sensors on the distorted guyver like being’s head twitched forward as it sensed its newest meal in the centre of the room and immediately three thick saliva covered and viciously barbed tongues burst out from the gaping maw in the monster’s chest. Almost as fast as one could blink they had covered the mere 20 feet that separated the two combatants, and Apophis thinking quickly threw up a hasty shield and at the same time back flipped to increase the distance between him and the lashing tongues. With what looked like a mind of their own, the tongues easily slid over and around the shield and continued pursuing Apophis who through using his own telekinetic powers tore a chunk out of the living floor and hurled it towards the on rushing serpentine tongues.

Unsurprisingly the tongues quickly latched onto the living piece of the floor and just as swiftly leached the living blood from the chunk and drew it back into the waiting aperture in Rabid’s chest.

2 seconds had passed since the fight commenced.

Apophis straightened and spared a moment to glance down at the torn floor that was already welling up with blood and repairing itself. Then looking at Rabid he allowed the previous seconds of the fight to replay in his head as he went through bit by bit of the fight, his reactions as well as Rabid’s and could only come up with the conclusion that this being was not to be trifled with. If he wasn’t careful it would not take much to lose a few limbs and even more so…his very life. With a gesture of aristocratic elegance, Apophis flicked his shoulder length raven hair from his face and focused all his attention to the task at hand. His eyes narrowed slightly as the snarling beast began to pace back and forth, black ichor running down its ruined face and its limbs onto the floor. Apophis’ lips slowly curled upwards as he began concentrating and drawing on his available power. His teeth clenched tightly with the effort as he could feel the dark blood now enhanced with those of a lycanlord, pulse through his body. Corded veins began a spider web like effect over his arms and body as it began to initiate the change in him.

Anubis knew his creation was capable of a much swifter transformation but knew Apophis wanted to prolong this display of power and show that he was superior to anything or anyone to his Lord, and so he kept Rabid at bay.

The muscles along Apophis’ body began to bulge and expand as zoalord and lycanlord energies flooded through them. A seem appeared in his skull between his eyes as his Zoacrystal appeared. Bones began splitting apart, becoming more dense, increasing in number and lengthening. The still humanoid enhanced zoalord threw his head skyward and his roar of rage and pure exhilaration in his growing power reverberated through the palace. Dark energy began swirling around him as his body continued to mutate and strengthen. Reaching his arms upwards crystals began forming along his body and resonate along with the glowing Zoacrystal in his forehead. His flesh pealed off his body and then began to thicken into much harder substance that would be his bodily armor. Then a blinding light exploded from him as Apophis completed his zoalord transformation. Not much difference from his previous zoalord body incarnation but with the added bestial visage and he was now dark red with black accents. With a sinister chuckle the master zoalord telekinetically grabbed the snarling Rabid who had not a moment before been released by Anubis and attempted to slam him into the far wall.

Rabid reacted by instinct and his blast field exploded around him, allowing him to break free of the grip and launched himself skyward and at the same time rapidly firing his laser orbs at Apophis which only annoyed him as they slammed into his body and easily absorbed by his heat resistant skin. With a quick burst of speed Apophis launched himself forward activating his bio-blades along his arms and claws as he intended to rend this abomination limb from limb. Once again Rabid launched his serpentine tongues at the rushing warrior. Apophis was placed on defense again as he tore up the surrounding flesh from the walls and floor and psionically threw them at the rushing limbs. Not to be thwarted of his prey Rabid grabbed up these chunks and drew them into himself.

A brief smile flashed across Apophis’ face as he wondered how stupid this beast must be to fall for the same trick twice. With another burst of speed he weaved between the on rushing living pieces of flesh and drew his arm back to impale the slobbering monster on his blades when to his horror he was greeted by even more of the slithering tongues erupting forth from the gaping hole in Rabid’s chest with their barbs anxious to dig into his flesh.

With a yell of surprise Apophis threw his arms up to protect his face and ultimately his zoacrystal. Instinct saved him as his bio- blades erupted from his body and began to resonate at the same time he quickly threw up a psionic shield even as the invading tongues began to slither around him and he could feel the added pressure and they began a constricting crush, all the while drawing him back towards Rabid intent on zoalord flesh. Already Apophis could feel his hastily erected shield began to buckle, he could only strengthen his shields through energy pulses and between each pulse the tongues only tightened their hold and he began to suspect that their barbs would soon adapt to his blades resonance and inject their venom in him.

Blind rage gripped him as he realized his imminent death and failure to his Lord and master, Anubis.

“NO!! I shall be the left hand of the dark god; I will not be defeated by the likes of YOUUU!!!

With that declaration of defiance, Apophis reached out for more power and a blast field exploded out from his body. The tongues gripping him in their deathly embrace blew apart in large chunks and Rabid let out an unearthly screech as he drew the remnants of his limbs into him even as they began to swiftly regenerate. A red bloody haze filled the beast’s vision as its rage and hunger began to consume him. His prey stood before him taunting him in a new armored form.

“You’re a fast learner.”

Apophis wasting no time began launching gravity bullets as fast as he could while causing them to expand into full fledged gravity balls as they approached their target. Rabid countered by throwing out a multitude of his tongues and lashing at the gravity balls as they came close to him. With a howl he jumped towards Apophis propelled by his rage and his gravity orb. Activating his vibrational blades, Apophis engaged in hand to hand to tongue combat with the maddened behemoth. It took the entirety of his skills to block the slashing claws and at the same time throwing up a shield strong enough to escape the poison barbs.

Within the confined space of the throne room, neither combatant could use the full extent of their powers, Apophis teleported from the melee to the edge of the court in order to reassess his options. Rabid allowed him no such reprieve as it roared and fired off its tongues again. Apophis responded by running directly towards them. The first tongue he faded to the left and hacked it off and continued his run. One of the tongues was careening right at his face and without an effortless leap he jumped over the tongue and front flipped, landing on the fleshy surface and ran up its length while charging two gravity balls on either side of him ready to ram it down the grisly throat of the being before him. So intent was he on his objective that he failed to register the warning his wyvern unit screamed at him of the third tongue that had curved behind him and speeding its way towards his back. Seconds later Apophis felt a piercing pain in his back and an immediate drop in his power levels.

“Wha..what is this?!”

Already he could see his body wasting away before his eyes. Not a moment too soon his bio blades activated and severed the tongue’s link with his body and Apophis quickly retreated to the far end of the room firing weakened gravity bullets to aid his escape. However, the damage had been done. The behemoth’s poison had already invaded his bio systems. With the poison barbs removed the progress of the poisoned was slowed but not halted completely. Focusing inward, Apophis used his vast mental powers to actively command his cells and molecular structures to fight against the infection. He knew that act would severely reduce his effectiveness in battle but it was the only option available to him. A roar from across the room quickly drew his attention back to the fight and then he was hit in rapid succession by three gravity balls; one nearly severing his right leg from his hip, the other tearing out a huge chunk in his side and the third blowing apart his lower right arm leaving only a bloody stump from the elbow up.

Apophis dropped to his knees as his wyvern unit deactivated having used up his remaining energy reserves to complete its task of healing the damages wrought by the gravity balls. Rabid roared again and fired another and Apophis managed to throw up his hand to catch the attack. The intense energies began to blister and burn the palm of his hand as in his weakened state he was barely able to keep up with the still rampaging monster. Within moments the pressure cannon like blast began to eat away at his flesh and Apophis was forced to summon whatever strength he could to divert it away from him and sent it crashing into the walls beside him. Sensing its prey was somewhat powerless, Rabid began to advance on his prize until he felt a constricting pressure around his neck that also spread down his shoulders and held him forcefully in place. Lord Anubis had arisen and had his hand pointed towards the now inert beast holding him fast in with his psionic power. Apophis still struggling with his poisoned body raised his eyes upward and beheld the face of his master.

“My…master..I..I’m not finished ye…”

With a look Anubis silenced him.

“You have failed me fallen one. You do not deserve to be at my side, your position will instead be filled by Rabid. Be gone from my sight, only with your death shall you now please me.”

[W'Kar]

Ha, I like it! Visualizations are well exectued.

[OnyxPhoenix]

Poor Apophis. Love the character, though. Still, it does not help when you r too arrogant to remember that u never, ever, underestimate the opponent u face in a fight when it is to the death, especially when the ref is Anubis. Looks like Rabid is going to get his kibbles and bits real soon . . .

[McAvoy]

You should continue, even though you/he lost, you can always continue the fight...

[OnyxPhoenix]

It will be quite interesting as to what punishment and form of death Anubis will rain down on Apophis. Then, what will he do with the remains? Rabid will get his dinner for sure, but there should still be some stuff to play with for this god of death and darkness, hmmmm?

[Juggernought]

Yep..i should have some more of the story posted shortly, just have to rework some things. Look out for it and hit me with those commentaries and advices.

[McAvoy]

I like the story, and you sould post a full story from beginning to end, maybe a fellow resident can help out with a certain site for stuff like this?

EDIT: BTW, I voted for Apophis.

[Juggernought]

FINALLY AFTER SUCH A LONG TIME WG.COM IS BACK!!!!!! You don't know how much my day has brightened once i realized this.

Oh here is the final piece for the Apophis background story. I've been strongly thinking on continuing the story well beyond this, so let me know what you think over all and what things i should adjust before i do.

Assassin’s Sanctum

Such pain, body feels as if the skin is slowly being peeled off layer by layer. Not by the steel cold touch of a surgeon’s knife, but the searing infernal embrace of the very sun itself. Eyes can’t take this…they see without seeing, wander around their crevices without focus. Unbearable glorious pain such divine agony sweet to the lips and yet so bitter to the tongue. It’s like the stings of ten thousand deadly scorpions lancing through the skull, all but comatose the brain within. Dead… Yet very alive… Alert. Yet unmoving… Is this what heaven feels like? To stare at the face of a god and wither away from the might and majesty of his stare? Those eyes, dark and bottomless like the abyss. My Lord Anubis, grant me death so that I may have life.

All this and more went over and over through Apophis’ tortured mind as he hung upside down in the palace and domain of the Dark Lord Zagam. Hundreds of microscopic needles were hooked into his flesh from the crown of his head to his heels. Endless yards of cords and bio-tubing constantly ejected and reinserted themselves into his body. He was being rebuilt from bones back to his normal form. All the while he was kept conscious, just barely on the verge of descending into the warm embrace of oblivion. Pain was a concept Apophis understood well. Pain was the drive for everything, anger, fears…it was the path towards enlightenment and only through pain can one truly be powerful. A shudder racked his agony ridden body as he drew in air into his torn lungs. Summoning up what minute energy he had, a disemboweled chuckle was soon heard. It started off as a low sliver of a sound and escalated gradually but then was cut off as the bio-machines inserted a large breathing apparatus into his nose and mouth and down his esophagus as they lowered him down into a vat of steaming lycanlord and human blood.

Carefully overseeing the whole process was Zagam. His obsidian eyes easily monitored and kept track of the condition of his patient as well as the indications coming from the console and his clawed fingers gingerly entered the processing sequences into the system. Reflecting back on the fight between Apophis and Rabid, he knew the fight was one sided. Lord Anubis had meant to hold back the abilities of his experiment just enough to give the new hell hound of the order Rabid the advantage in battle. Apophis’ strengths lay and excelled in mass chaotic destruction and support of the lycanlord horde. Hand to hand combat would only last so long until the fallen zoalord resorted to powerful finishing attacks to end the conflict and it didn’t help that he was so confined to a small arena. But that was in the past, Lord Anubis had ordered his death but Zagam felt that Apophis still had the potential to further his Lord’s plans from the shadows.

“Patient regeneration 65% complete…”

Good, he thought to himself and reached over and depressed the recovery button that began draining the fluid from the incubation tank and initiated the process to prep the zoalord for extraction. Apophis was still in a sorry state. His damaged and cracked zoacrystal had yet to recede into his skull, yet this was not a major problem as his physiology would cause his personal regenerative powers to heal that part of him first. The rest of his body sported gashes and fist sized holes that still oozed puss and blood. This too was not a problem as over time they would close and heal on their own time. Time which was a commodity that the Dark God used as he saw fit; still he toys with the ARR instead of destroying them outright. Still he refrains from progressing to the other dimensions to spread his reign of chaos. Zagam thought this foolish, but he still followed Anubis’ wishes. Although, smiling to himself, that doesn’t mean he couldn’t start the slow process towards that end. Months prior to this, Anubis had sent Zagam to scout out all the other universes and devise plans to infiltrate each in everyone in ways that would bring about their downfall. One of those the dark lord knew needed extra attention and care with its handling as safeguards were put in place to hinder any further tampering in its timeline. Lord Zagam watched closely as human slaves began bandaging the body of the zoalord tightly in white wrappings and applying healing agents with each layer to help with the recovery process.

Slowly but surly Apophis ascended out of the mire of unconsciousness. His eyes gradually began adjusting to the natural red dull glow of the chamber and he sensed the dark energy of Lord Zagam nearby.

“Do not try to move yet, you are still very weak from your encounter with Rabid and from my recent modifications to your body.”

“As you well know, Anubis was not pleased with your performance – wait, no do not speak just yet, - as I have said he was not pleased but at the same time it was not his intent for you to succeed.”

Apophis blinked his eyes in disbelief at that statement, and slowly licked his blackened cracked and torn lips. His voice barely above a whisper;

“So what is my purpose now my lord?”

“You will infiltrate one of the infinite time lines. You will obtain certain items for the Order and return them to me. Their importance is of such that will tip the balance of all conflicts permanently in our favor.”

Gingerly Apophis started to sit up; his vision swam before his eyes as a wave of dizziness hit him. Here was another chance to prove his existence meant something. His dream of bringing chaos and death as the herald of Anubis was not yet out of sight.

“When do I begin Lord Zagam?”

“Immediately, I will take you personally but I warn you entry into that universe will be hazardous. It takes an enormous amount of energy and will drain you even with my added power weakening the barrier. You will also need help in your mission. I have obtained this warrior unit once bonded to the host we knew as Agito Makashima.”

“My Lord, the Agito I remember would never give up his unit willingly, it would’ve had to been taken from his dead body.’

“You are right. Only over his dead body, how fortunate he is currently experiencing that very thing. I’ve upgraded this unit, it is now of the Praetorian class and provided you choose a worthy host to bring out its full potential this will enable you to complete your task. Now come with me, no time can be wasted.”

Silently calling his armor, Zagam placed his hand on Apophis who also had armored up. Zagam’s control medal lit up briefly before a shield shimmered around them and they both disappeared. Hyperspace is a whole new realm on its own. While there Apophis saw thousands of units waiting to be called to their hosts, but they weren’t here to sight see. The red matrix in Zagam’s control medal began to glow as they transitioned from hyperspace into the timeline dimensions. Within there were endless threads of universes, all in their different phases of existence. Some just beginning, others nearing their end, but they were after just one. It was clearly noticeable by the shimmering and luminous barrier encasing it all and the closer they drifted near to it the larger it became until it towered over them like a tidal wave waiting to overwhelm them. Zagam began to glow brightly as his matrix began siphoning energy into his systems and a beam shot out from the matrix and hit the barrier. A ripple like effect shuddered through the time stream as the matrix shifted into overdrive in order to create a large enough weakness to get through. The hyper smashers then opened and fired, the energy warping and refocused back into his body as the matrix sent even more energy into weakening the barrier. Suddenly a small tear appeared under the beam, and Zagam still with a hold on Apophis siphoned some of his energy into him and pushed him towards the widening tear. Even though it was only brief seconds, Apophis was thrust into the harsh energies of hyperspace and the repulsing forces of the barrier. His armor began to immediately smoke and degenerate as he forced himself through the tear and into the other side.

Apophis exited the time stream into real space at a high velocity very near the earth, caught in earth’s gravitational pull he plummeted through the atmosphere at uncontrollable speeds.

“Houston, this is the Columbia…ready to initiate 180 degree roll for the 15:32 zulu reentry.”

“Columbia, this is Houston…you are cleared to initiate 180 degree roll.”

“Alright guys, let’s stick to procedure and execute this just like we practiced hundreds of times in the simulator. Initiate roll on my mark.”

“Captain, I’m seeing something here on radar approaching fast. Faster than anything I’ve-.”

“Not now Chawla. 3..2..1...mark!!”

“Oh my God…Captain it’s….!”

At that moment Apophis’ form tore through the space shuttle instantly killing the astronauts on impact and causing the now doomed vessel to begin its slow yet rapid break up in the atmosphere. America was in shock at the tragedy and failed to notice a larger flaming chunk moving away from the debris and crashing somewhere in the western coastline. Moments later, the charred and deformed body of Apophis exhumed itself from the confines of the crash site. Stumbling and painfully picking his way through the damaged foliage he slowly found his way until he reached the top of the hill overlooking a large city brightly lit in the distance. Tightly clutching the dormant Praetorian unit to his chest, Apophis glared at the city as his senses began to adjust to the new sights, sounds and smells. And then pulling the dark hood over his torn and blackened head he uttered the words that would hail the downfall of humanity.

“Such life in this world, a pity the Divine One could not be here himself to savor the sweet flavor of their suffering.”

[McAvoy]

I like it.

But from what the Earth you described it seems either a) there is no Chronos on this Earth (which then Apophis can put himself as tyrant of Earth) or b) there is a Chronos but they haven't taken over the world yet.

[Juggernought]

That's correct. For what I'm planning on continuing to develop, this time line shares many of the same features as the one depicted in the WG mainstream universe. What i want to do is to try and develop events within Female Warrior Guyver's original universe, Chronos does exist there but with the defeat of nearly all its zoalords including Alkanphel by Dreadnought, it is in utter chaos and on the brink of being lost forever. Similar to the mainstream universe, the US gov't was able to discover other relics with guyver units inside and is effectively using them to systematically exterminate Chronos. I also have some plans for the creators of that universe, we haven't heard much about them and they could potentially play a major factor in things.

I figured this to be a perfect setting for Apophis to reassert his role in things and reintroduce the warrior guyver into yet another universe.

[OnyxPhoenix]

Very, very interesting. Keep the good ideas a-coming. Heh heh heh . . . . .

[McAvoy]

Sounds interesting.

I would suggest that with the introduction of the Creators that instead of having Warrior Kavzars or Kavzars have them be just zoalords. So replacing the Enforcer Kavzars with Master Zoalords like Alkanphel but with Zeugma as the Leader. Zoalord like Kron replace Commander Kavzars and Elite or even Supreme Zoalord s in terms of power replace the Kavzars. It stands to reason instead of focusing on Guyver/Zoalord properties and technology, that the Empire focused entirely on the Zoaform project. So that that their Zoaforms would be more numerous and powerful than they were 2.5 million years ago. I would not have the Creator Empire have zoanoids however, just because.

[Juggernought]

With every army there must be cannon fodder, lol...but thanks for the suggestions I'll highly consider them.

[*zeo]

Just a reminder, Alkanphel was on the borderline of the Creator's comfort zone. They basically made him their equal mentally and if it wasn't for the fact he was a zoaform and thus genetically programmed to obey them that they would never have tolerated him otherwise.

The moment they learned they could lose control, with the Guyver Zero experiment, they paniced and tried to smash the Earth into oblivion. They only failed because Alkanphel had the will to disobey their last command to him and stop it.

So an entire army composed of Zoalords would need some kind of failsafe and perhaps some labotomy just to be on the safe side for the Creators to accept that idea.

Maybe borrow the way Khan controlled Chaos Aptom and have all the Zoalords have artificial brains that the Creators can directly control and thus no will to disobey them?

[Juggernought]

Very good points Zeo..

Keep them coming guys, every little bit of insight helps to add to the storm. Here's another point tho...why didn't the creators continue the zoaform project anyway. Clearly with more research and experimentation the zoalords/zoaforms could potentially be comparable to guyvers in power and functionality. They saw how the effects of the guyver units had on humanity and still, they tried to develop that kind of guyver powered technology.

[*zeo]

The Zoaform technology was already perfected, the experiment was essentially over and they just wanted to see how their creations would respond to a Control Unit bonding. The Control Units were standard equipment for the Creators and they knew full well that who ever bonded to a Unit would be bio-boosted as that was its function, so they expected Guyver Zero to be powerful they were just shocked at how powerful and at the loss of control.

The problem is the cause of the loss of control was something elemental to life on Earth so they declared the experiment a failure and tried to obliterate it to eliminate it as a threat since a Guyver Zoalord would be unstable and could easily wipe them out.

In the WG universe we had them basically want the power despite the risk and try to tame the power of the Guyver.

The Kavzar were co-developed along side the Warrior Project, as the Warrior Kavzar show in the WG2 universe that was their ultimate goal.

The Kavzar side was to perfect the zoaform process to make the perfect hosts, the most important aspect since it was the host that the Guyver effect originates from.

The Warrior Project to perfect the weapons and bio-boosting potential of the Unit technology.

If not for the Time War event forcing the premature ending of the project the Creators in the WG universe would have created Warrior Kavzar just like the Creators in the WG2 universe did.

[McAvoy]

I agree.

All it would take is some ingenuity on your part to explain why there are thousands of Alkanphels. Some sort of pre-programming? Some sort of false brain like zeo suggested. A kill switch? Maybe even a Borg like control?

[Armageddon]

With every army there must be cannon fodder, lol...but thanks for the suggestions I'll highly consider them.

That was a hell of a story so far. But a question on my mind is if Apophis has a Pretorian Warrior Unit, why hasn't he activated it for the trip through the barrier, wouldn't it have been far less damaging to him to have activated it, went through the barrier and then healed up when he got there?

Still, I'm drooling over this and would love to see more.

[McAvoy]

Because Apophis is a Lycanlord/Master Zoalord. With Praetorian unit his powers would surpass even than of a fully healed W'Kar. He is a follower of Anubis not a rival.

[*zeo]

why hasn't he activated it for the trip through the barrier, wouldn't it have been far less damaging to him to have activated it, went through the barrier and then healed up when he got there?

If you are referring to the Barrier around the WG universe, it was designed to stop a Guyver Zoalord.

So the closer a being is to being something like a Guyver Zoalord, the more impenetrable the Barrier Becomes.

[Juggernought]

Plus he is already bonded to a Wyvern unit.

[McAvoy]

I forgot about that. Since he is bonded with a Wyvern unit, Apophis can never ever bond with a Guyver unit. Remember when Agito turned himself into a Zoalrod in the hopes of becoming a Guyver Zoalord? Then he bonded with the Wyvern unit and ended those hopes.