User blog:Redknight910/WWYD Cursed Sword Flamebiplane

 Prompt: You are a scientist working in a laboratory. One day, an alarm blares and an automated voice repeating, "Alert, subject escaped, evacuate immediately, lockdown imminent," rings out.

You make your way down a set of halls, passing your fellow scientists who were on the floor twitching in pleasure. You round a corner and you see her, a Cursed Sword, standing among a group of people who are lying on the floor writhing in pleasure. She notices you and calls out, "You there, I think you'll make a fine husband."

She begins walking toward you with a quickened pace and her sword glowing.



I knew this would happen sooner or later, I told them as much when they refused to let me increase security. I look at her as she approaches, subject 42-C, with a sad smile I ask why she hasn't taken any of these as her husband. She stops, thinking for a moment.

"You know?" She asks, and I nod. It's because I'm already tied to her. I volunteered my own energy to keep her healthy, that's why I'm the one she want's. Her face twists slightly, a look of fury coming over her.

"Y-you... you made this happen?" She asks, brandishing her sword. I nod, I was the one who gave her the necessary energy to transform. She rushes me and swings, I step aside, the furious blow cleaving the metal floor. She takes another, and I duck under it, before hitting her with a numbing draught. She roars as she keeps trying to attack. The potion manages to hold her though.

I ask her to calm down, to stop fighting and give me some time to work. I then hear a door slam behind me, before a voice comes over the com.

"Target is locked in sector A-3, preparing termination protocol." I ask her if she's redy to die. Her rage vanishes, and she sighs.

<span style="font-size:10pt;font-family:Helvetica,sans-serif;">"I guess you're coming with me at least." We don't have to. She looks at me, curious. "What do you mean?" I have a way out, but she has to do as I say. She thinks for a moment, then nods. Good, now let's get out of here. I give her the antidote for the poison and help her up.

<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin:12pt0cm;line-height:normal;"><span style="font-size:10pt;font-family:Helvetica,sans-serif;">I access one of the control panels for the lockdown, using an override to open the door. We need to get to the control room. I open another door and come face to face with a security team. My new partner doesn't hesitate to attack, and they quickly fall. We press on, coming across three more security teams before reaching the control room.

<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin:12pt0cm;line-height:normal;"><span style="font-size:10pt;font-family:Helvetica,sans-serif;">There I locked us in and began to override locked doors and control stations. The voice came through the pa again.

<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin:12pt0cm;line-height:normal;"><span style="font-size:10pt;font-family:Helvetica,sans-serif;">"Researcher Red, what are you doing!?" Just finishing my work. The weapons are freed, and now my work is done. They should have thought things through more carefully before hiring me. I hit one last button and stood, facing my sword. We're done here, if she'll stay with me now, then I'll show her out, and if she'll let me, I'll stay with her. She nods, and we make our way to the exit, another dozen cursed weapons joining us in the escape.

<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin:12pt0cm;line-height:normal;"><span style="font-size:10pt;font-family:Helvetica,sans-serif;">As we reach the exit the top five security teams are waiting with Researcher Black, all trained on us.

<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin:12pt0cm;line-height:normal;"><span style="font-size:10pt;font-family:Helvetica,sans-serif;">"So, who are you working for Red?" I smile, and simply state that I'm working for myself. And my Order. He glares at me. "There is only one Order, Red." I shake my head. There is at least one other, and they are my family. Now, are we done, or will we making this place an even bigger mess?

<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin:12pt0cm;line-height:normal;"><span style="font-size:10pt;font-family:Helvetica,sans-serif;">He shouts an order and I pull a bottle from my belt. Thalia prepared something for this situation that I've been holding onto. I hurl it into the group, letting it shatter into a choking cloud. After that I draw my swords.

<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin:12pt0cm;line-height:normal;"><span style="font-size:10pt;font-family:Helvetica,sans-serif;">The battle's over in moments, the cloud nullified by my face cover. I turn to the girls, with a smile and offer them a home with my Order if they want it. I turn to Thalia, and thank her for everything she's gone through for this mission.

<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin:12pt0cm;line-height:normal;"><span style="font-size:10pt;font-family:Helvetica,sans-serif;">"What do you-" I kiss her, giving all the memories back to her. Our childhood, the day we swore our oaths, even the events of her change we had to have removed. I give them back, and her hands reach up to embrace me. as she pulls back she has a smile on her face.

<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin:12pt0cm;line-height:normal;"><span style="font-size:10pt;font-family:Helvetica,sans-serif;">"We did it." She says. We did. We can go home now.