I continued fighting Daiku and Ddraig as the Lords looked onwards. They were acting naturally and stood around with a few movements instead of standing like statues. I kept only the necessary voices in my head as I needed as much data as I could on how they even got onto my ship in the first place! The shields were up, for a start! The fleet outside was constantly updating its software, but I felt confident that I would break through it sooner or later. The Lords are still Borg in that regard.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cThe Borg are still trying to break through our data encryptions,\u201d warned M\u2019Row\u2019s Chief Engineer, a Vulcan man. \u201cAltering encryptions once more.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cI\u2019ve noticed a distinctly longer pause between your reports,\u201d remarked M\u2019Row. \u201cIs something up?\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cIn this instance, what is \u2018up\u2019 is that the Borg seem to be toying with us like-\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cLike us Caitians?\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cI was going to say a Naussican, but your analogy will suffice, Captain.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cI don\u2019t like it, this isn\u2019t normal Borg behavior,\u201d I muttered. \u201c\u2026Unless\u2026oh no!\u201d A horrible thought went through my head.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cSir?\u201d asked M\u2019Row.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cGet me the Tholian Ship!\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
As I continued fighting, I could feel a form of panic in my bones. Oddly enough, it didn\u2019t come from me, it felt like it came from somewhere else. Just then, one of my Cubes, the Juggernaut<\/em>, got all the data I wanted. \u2026Well, I may have wanted it originally, but that feeling died\u2026almost as bad as my original\u2019s parents will! With my supposed familial connections proven wrong, I stopped holding back. That forced them to fight harder. \u201cSon, I promise you,\u201d urged Daiku, \u201cyou won\u2019t be harmed if you just surrender!\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n \u201cSurrender to the likes of you?!\u201d I replied as I pulled out a light and dark Elementrigger. \u201cI\u2019d never be able to show my face!\u201d I connected the two, then pressed the button.<\/p>\n\n\n\n \u201cWhat\u2019s the word?\u201d asked my belt.<\/p>\n\n\n\n \u201cBalance!\u201d I replied. I then split the Elementriggers and swapped my base ones out for the paired ones. Light and dark then surrounded me.<\/p>\n\n\n\n \u201cBALANCING ACT!\u201d announced my belt. \u201cWEAVER: YIN YANG FORM!\u201d My suit became a blend of white and black.<\/p>\n\n\n\n \u201cSon, you\u2019re not thinking clearly!\u201d urged Ddraig.<\/p>\n\n\n\n \u201cI think you mean Clone!\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n \u201c\u2026What?\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n \u201cA Cube got every scrap of data of my origins on Kamino!\u201d I explained. \u201cYou used their cloning techniques to create a practice dummy just so you could learn how your son fights if he ever turned evil! Well, let me tell you now, your definition of good and evil, the one you instilled in him, is ANTIQUATED! You two will have no choice but to bury him!\u201d In hindsight, since I\u2019m the Author\u2019s clone, I should have known better than to say that around a woman like Ddraig.<\/p>\n\n\n\n \u201cNOT MY SON, YOU BASTARD!\u201d She swapped out the device in her belt with a green one.<\/p>\n\n\n\n \u201cDaeargryn!\u201d (Earthquake!) announced the belt. Her armor became green and evoked Toph from the Avatar<\/em> universe. She then charged at me and slammed her fist right into my solar plexus. Should have blocked that. I was winded temporarily, giving Daiku enough time to pull out a device. He pulled the Fandom Shield out and inserted it into the new device.<\/p>\n\n\n\n \u201cPRIME! TRANSFORM!\u201d called the device. He then inserted the new device into the belt and opened the Fandom Shield. New panels then extended from the device, depicting Primus and Unicron.<\/p>\n\n\n\n \u201cTransformers: Prime!\u201d called the belt. It then played the last segment of Transformers: Prime<\/em>\u2019s opening theme. His suit looked like that series\u2019 version of Optimus and he gained the Star Saber. He raised the blade above me.<\/p>\n\n\n\n \u201cYou wouldn\u2019t kill your own son, would you?\u201d I asked.<\/p>\n\n\n\n \u201cNo, just pathetic copies!\u201d replied Daiku. That bit of talking was all I needed to turn the weapons dial of my belt.<\/p>\n\n\n\n \u201cONINI SABER!\u201d it called. My sword then blocked his, then wrapped itself around the blade and threw him across the deck!<\/p>\n\n\n\n \u201cShould have kept your mouth shut!\u201d I taunted.<\/p>\n\n\n\n \u201cHave you examined yourself recently?!\u201d replied my own voice from behind me. I turned to see my donor\u2019s armored fist go straight across my face. When I recovered, I leapt to a balcony overlooking the whole thing.<\/p>\n\n\n\n \u201cThere he is!\u201d I laughed. \u201cThe OG Kamen Rider Weaver, himself!\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n \u201cYou don\u2019t have any clue what OG means!\u201d snarled my donor.<\/p>\n\n\n\n \u201cOriginal Gangster,\u201d I replied. \u201cA similar phrase would be \u2018old-school\u2019. You know, backwards idiots like Mama and Dad!\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n \u201cKHAN!\u201d roared Ddraig. \u201cI\u2019ll show you backwards!\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n \u201cCome down here and get your spanking!\u201d snarled Daiku.<\/p>\n\n\n\n \u201cSHUT YOUR MOUTH, YOU MORONS!\u201d I finally shouted. \u201cThis is now between me and your son!\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n \u201cThen do as Dad said and come down here so we can end this!\u201d growled my donor.<\/p>\n\n\n\n \u201cNah, patience!\u201d I chuckled. \u201cThis is just the beginning! First, it has to HURT!\u201d I punched my hand for emphasis. \u201cThen, if one of the Lords beats you to the point that your transformations are cancelled, so much the better!\u201d The Lords then moved around the three. \u201cBut if they don\u2019t, well, that\u2019s when the real fun starts!\u201d The Lords, now no longer shackled by the original Borg programming, went on an aggressive attack pattern. The attack was too much for my duplicate and his parents and it knocked them out of their transformations. I cancelled my own as the Lords held them down. Anansi was surrounded as I pulled the Tome out.<\/p>\n\n\n\n \u201cANANSI!\u201d called my donor. \u201cHELP!\u201d Anansi looked back and forth between the Lords and my donor\u2026then vanished. \u201cANANSI!\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n \u201cThat worthless arachnid won\u2019t save you now,\u201d I remarked. I opened the Tome to an entry I had written earlier and read it aloud. \u201c\u2018Once the narration was finished and the Tome was closed, the original Author and his parents turned, rather painfully, into denizens of Arsha\u2019s world, a Sea Dragon woman, a Sky Elf man, and their Blender son, then they passed out until they were brought to the Realms with a new past that worked within the Realms.\u2019\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n \u201cWhat?!\u201d yelped my donor. Once the narration was finished and the Tome was closed, the original Author and his parents turned, rather painfully, into denizens of Arsha\u2019s world, a Sea Dragon woman, a Sky Elf man, and their Blender son, then they passed out until they were brought to the Realms with a new past that worked within the Realms. I turned to a Turei Lord.<\/p>\n\n\n\n \u201cGet that fleet out of here,\u201d I commanded him. \u201cSonavok, Ziddet, take my donor and his parents to the Realms. They will wake up in their home of Varshenta Beach and will have forgotten their old lives as humans, remembering only that they are Leumas Venchitak and his parents, Petramel Venchitak and Noletam Farginta.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n \u201cWhat about their original universe?\u201d asked Sonavok.<\/p>\n\n\n\n \u201c\u2026Destroy it. I want no further attachments.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n \u201cAs you wish.\u201d I could see through the Collective that the combined fleet was pushed back into 5-T-4-R-T-R-3-K-0-N-L-1-N-3 and that a single Cube was making its way through the rift to find my donor\u2019s old universe. Meanwhile, Ziddet dropped Leumas and his parents off at Varshenta Beach just a few years before Arsha began her tour. When they woke up, they wondered what the heck they were doing napping on the beach and headed to their respective jobs. 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