[Sorry for leaving without saying, I had to get some stuff done.]
*Redstar watched Kage fly away, then shot a beam of nuclear energy at the dragon. It stumbled for a second before turning to face him. He grinned and jumped up, grabbing the ship and spinning it around, throwing it out into the water. Then he turned to face the dragon, gathering balls of nuclear energy and throwing them at it, causing dust to raise from the ground.*
Originally posted by K Tragedy
"You worthless wench. I want you out! GET OUT!"The maiden whimpered, clutching her cloak close to her. Her soft, long blonde hair swirled in the wind around her, her hood covering her soft azure eyes. Eyes cast towards her. To most, she looked like a regular homeless person. But she did have a home. She was returning there.
The past events had haunted her far more than she had ever hoped to have happened. Her entire world seemed to spin and lurch underneath her. It was if she was surfing upon a beast's spine. She had no one there to catch her when she fell. No one there to stand beside her. Her best friend lay in her destination, and her sibling had departed long ago to her own fate. She was never so alone.
Closing her eyes, she could still see her lover's face. Or what she had thought to be her lover. She had had many before, and thought of herself now as tainted. Would they want her back? Now that she carried a sin within her? Would they accept her? She looked out at the ocean, wincing as a wave blew mist into her face. She gazed out at a large building, forming a 'T'. This was her destination.
She bent down, the tip of her index finger just touching the water's surface. A beam of light shot from her digit, bolting to the island. She stepped lightly upon it, gliding over the bridge softly. Her feet, bare and bloodied, were still danty. She moved with a liquid grace. Each step she took, the light grew brighter there. Blood beamed upon the lightened path. Finally, she stepped upon the rocky shores of the island. The bridge gave a final shimmer, then sunk beneath to the ocean's depths.
She turned to the building, climbing each rock carefully. She winced, slipping and slicing open her right arm. She held the cut carefully, cradelling her stomach. If she were to fall, she may be able to protect what lay inside. She reached the door, tucking a stray hair behind her ear, as her feminine fingers curled into a light fist, knocking slowly. Beneath her, a feather fell to lie at her feet. Angel had returned...
(*Feels so iggied... 🙁 *)
To make a long story short.
The Alien Law enforcement leave the planet, and Psyclon ends up getting a job as a Author, and his first book "The emptiness" becomes a best seller. Psyclon is now known under the alias Jonas Doran, and still doesn't have any memories of his past.
As for the object, who knows what happened to it.