Kings Row
Seraph's house
Rain hammered down as thunder rolled, Seraph gently opening the door to Gir's room carrying two cups of hot chocolate, Gir her self huddled under a weighted blanket, shivering as the thunder boomed.
Sitting next to her, he handed over one mug and gave her a one armed hug. "You know... I have to ask, what is it about fire works and thunder that does this too you? Makes you all jittery and scared."
She gives him a mournful look, taking a sip of her drink. "Trauma dad... I talked to my psych about it... But I guess I should explain it to you... If you promise to keep it a secret? Neph already teases me about my fear of explosions and thunder."
He nods. "You have my word, not a word to your sisters.... Maybe your mother, cuz she has ways of making me talk."
She nods and holds her mug. "What do you know about the Olympiad Guard?"
"Next to nothing, I met one in Dark Astoria, he seemed okay if a bit whipped.... But he worked for Dominatrix, so go figure."
Gir takes a deep breath. "The Olympiad Guard started as a project by Praetor Berry to clone Emperor Cole, but that was shut down and reimagined, using tech stolen from Crey Corp, we where made with a fraction of the Emperor's DNA, mixed in with DNA stolen from primal and Praetorian heroes."
She takes another sip before continuing. "So... To see if we where up to standard, we where put through all sorts of trials.... Most of them fatal. For every Guard that passed, there where ten burried in an unmarked grave.... There are two trials that stick with me no matter what, both trials to see if we inherited the Emperor's invincibility."
She closes her eyes, her face screwing up. "Both flying trials, one we had to fly through flack fire, to test out manuvrability and resistance..... If I close my eyes, I can still see my brother and sisters falling from the sky, their bodies chewed up by flack rounds... The other was heavy weather training, a bunch of power devision guys with storm control would summon up a storm and we had to fly through it.... I can almost feel the lightning strikes, the raw power running through my veins as the bolt earthed itself.... Again my siblings that didn't measure up falling smoking from the sky."
Seraph tightened his hug on her. "Jesus Gir, anyone would be fucked up from that... I had no idea...."
She smiles sadly. "No one did, we had to be the best, sworn to secrecy about our training...." Tears roll down from her green eyes as she buries her head in his shoulder. "And I... I wasn't the best, I was close.... Good enough for PR, but not good enough for the war effort." She whispers.
Seraph kissed the top of her head. "Well, in a way you where lucky, because you weren't the best, you where able to escape to Paragon, find family, get help, improve."
Thunder rattled the window as she tensed up, squeezing her eyes shut. "But... It's still there, when I close my eyes...."
Seraph puts his drink on her bedside table so he can hug her with both arms. "How about I stay with you till the storm is over? You can have a good cry if needed."
She nods slowly. "Thank you daddy." She says in a tiny voice.
Seraph's house
Rain hammered down as thunder rolled, Seraph gently opening the door to Gir's room carrying two cups of hot chocolate, Gir her self huddled under a weighted blanket, shivering as the thunder boomed.
Sitting next to her, he handed over one mug and gave her a one armed hug. "You know... I have to ask, what is it about fire works and thunder that does this too you? Makes you all jittery and scared."
She gives him a mournful look, taking a sip of her drink. "Trauma dad... I talked to my psych about it... But I guess I should explain it to you... If you promise to keep it a secret? Neph already teases me about my fear of explosions and thunder."
He nods. "You have my word, not a word to your sisters.... Maybe your mother, cuz she has ways of making me talk."
She nods and holds her mug. "What do you know about the Olympiad Guard?"
"Next to nothing, I met one in Dark Astoria, he seemed okay if a bit whipped.... But he worked for Dominatrix, so go figure."
Gir takes a deep breath. "The Olympiad Guard started as a project by Praetor Berry to clone Emperor Cole, but that was shut down and reimagined, using tech stolen from Crey Corp, we where made with a fraction of the Emperor's DNA, mixed in with DNA stolen from primal and Praetorian heroes."
She takes another sip before continuing. "So... To see if we where up to standard, we where put through all sorts of trials.... Most of them fatal. For every Guard that passed, there where ten burried in an unmarked grave.... There are two trials that stick with me no matter what, both trials to see if we inherited the Emperor's invincibility."
She closes her eyes, her face screwing up. "Both flying trials, one we had to fly through flack fire, to test out manuvrability and resistance..... If I close my eyes, I can still see my brother and sisters falling from the sky, their bodies chewed up by flack rounds... The other was heavy weather training, a bunch of power devision guys with storm control would summon up a storm and we had to fly through it.... I can almost feel the lightning strikes, the raw power running through my veins as the bolt earthed itself.... Again my siblings that didn't measure up falling smoking from the sky."
Seraph tightened his hug on her. "Jesus Gir, anyone would be fucked up from that... I had no idea...."
She smiles sadly. "No one did, we had to be the best, sworn to secrecy about our training...." Tears roll down from her green eyes as she buries her head in his shoulder. "And I... I wasn't the best, I was close.... Good enough for PR, but not good enough for the war effort." She whispers.
Seraph kissed the top of her head. "Well, in a way you where lucky, because you weren't the best, you where able to escape to Paragon, find family, get help, improve."
Thunder rattled the window as she tensed up, squeezing her eyes shut. "But... It's still there, when I close my eyes...."
Seraph puts his drink on her bedside table so he can hug her with both arms. "How about I stay with you till the storm is over? You can have a good cry if needed."
She nods slowly. "Thank you daddy." She says in a tiny voice.
Neph: I wanna fight!