I have published a book called the Story of a Message. It is my poems about Message and the Federation in a narrative poem novel. Feel free to buy it on Amazon!

I can't cry
Cry must not be seen as part of my wardrobe
Because cries are for the wounded
And you cannot, will not see my scars.
Cries are for those who are first born
Because their breath pains their chest.
***** away at the juices of the womb on their lips.
And I am grown born.
The boy that was in me was left in the womb.
And thrown away with the other parts that could not stay attached.
So I can't cry
But I can talk.
Because instead of the waters being  divided on my cheeks.
They would be fired by my lips.
Because they were not worthy
Even though I always wished they would be
Maybe those words will be someday.
Because I can't cry.
© right now

I see that you are aiming where I stand.
You think this genius is on command.
Swift to come in a speech that is canned.
I just take intelligence by the hand.
I must be known inside this adopted homeland.
You can’t build my castle upon the sand.
Because I’m sitting on a hundred grand.
I’m kidding, but don’t you know this is a brand.
Because this flyness is not autopilot,  it is manned.

Beauty lies in the eye of the beholder
But what if I have no eye.
And I cannot, will not tell you that lie.
But can I tell you that beauty is your first name.
The essence that puts together the names of yourself into the sentence
You speak when you shake my hand.
Simply by touch
Touch is how you relate to a person like me.
But no touch is worthy to know what beauty is.
That is why they say beauty needs an eye.
So what is the rest of my body meant for?
What they should really say is
Beauty is what makes me laugh
After I have gained the light of vision in the heart of my head.
And I am giggling now
Because I don’t know what else to do in the presence of such good looks.

I fed you this meal
Because I loved you
But the pressure that is raised
When you ate this meal
Isn’t the only pressure in this relationship
Because it isn’t the only problem that has to be raised.

The patient asked his doctor
Doc, will I be cured.
The doctor shook his head and said.
There is no medicine for what you have
Not even a march for people to be in to have the medicine available
Or congressional hearings where Big Pharma
Who have rap records that cost more than homes
Are accused of withholding that medicine
Which by the way, there isn’t for what you have
Because all you have is gas
And by the way you smell, it is gone.
Now get out of my office!
You still owe the co-pay on your way out.

I am Jonathan
Crown Prince of Israel
God’s chosen people.
These have been a rough few days.
My friend David had to flee for his life.
The boy who slew the oppressor of Israel
Became the man now in danger of his life.
And he was my best friend
He is, my best friend.
He came to me with tears in his eyes
Running down his face
Dripping down his beard.
His garments were soaked with sweat.
David cried out, “What have I done?”
At first I was slient.
Because I had known that David had done nothing.
His presence was a threat.
Because everyone in the court knew that they saw the next King.
In spite of my father’s wishes that it be me.
But I told David that he would not die.
Of that, I could make sure.

Me and Father were at a dinner.
And he seemed more agitated, than normal.
He kept muttering to himself.
Then he looked up with a snarl and asked, Where is that shepherd boy?
I mean, where is David my armor-bearer?
I stammered.
I normally don’t do that.
Even though I have a lisp.
That I managed to overcome through instruction.
His people have a sacrifice.
So he asked to be excused.
Saul rose in anger.
He grabbed his spear.
Oh no.
I saw his hand twitch.
The way it did at the Lord’s enemies.
Only this time it was at me
And it had a spear attached to it
That was headed in my attention.
I could never forget that Father still had the skill of a warrior.
Even though sometimes he lacked a reliable temperament.
But this was more than unreliable.
This was……attempted ******
Of the Crown Prince of Israel.
And I had no doubt by then
If David had been there
He would have been struck by that spear.
I left in anger.
The food was good.
But I could not stay in the presence of a man
Who wanted David dead
Even if that man was my father
Even if that man was my king.
Because David was more than a friend to me
David is family.

The next day I took my bow and some arrows.
Not to go hunting
Not to go to war
But to save a life.
I took a servant boy with me.
And I fired the arrow.
Far, but at no target in particular.
I kept firing.
With tears in my eyes.
When the boy stopped I called out
Hurry up the arrows are ahead.
I wish that they could stay with me.
But when the boy picked up the arrows.
David got up from his hiding place.
We embraced crying
We spoke covenant to each other
Saying we would be friends forever.
I hope I could see David become king.
So I can serve at his right hand.

They told me
That God told them to tell me to get off of His grass.
I said I spoke to God yesterday.
And it is not grass I am standing on but water.
And God is standing next to me
Would you like to talk to him yourself?
I thought so.

Message cocked her head as if to understand what Arthur had just said. She pulled a lock of hair back and questioned, “All of them? How?!” Arthur sighed and said, “When time was not, Mythology
was. He is made up of twelve force-beings who many people in the past had to worship. They were joined by the strength of the Five Arguments, Power, Dominion, Acceleration, Presence, and Existence. There is this legend that an Argument called the Thirteenth was supposed to join and did not. If one of these
arguments are missing, they will not exist, or cease to exist the way Mythology is as a composite being. But these force-beings were always in disharmony, and as a result chaos and calamity was in the world.
The only beacon of hope in the world was Troy.”
Message nodded and said, “So that was how the Trojan War began?” Arthur said, “ Yes. Forget that Helen and most the beautiful woman nonsense, it was only a façade. What Mythology really wanted was to destroy the world, just as he wants to destroy this one. When the Trojans scattered all over the world his mission was deterred at every turn by their descendants throughout time. ” Message gripped her chair so hard that she thought that her veins would pop. Message inquired, “But what can I do about this threat? The Assembly of the Many voted me down and if I try to take action, those fools can take away my Rulership, as they did my father’s.” Arthur grinned slyly and said, “You can’t do
anything, but me and the other Projects can. We serve the Dahomeyian Rulership but are independent, and we don’t answer to the Assembly of the Many. That way, if anything happens….Message and Arthur yelled out together, “The Dahomeyian Rulership is not responsible!”
Message pursed her lips as she said, “ Whatever you need, I can give it to you.” Arthur said, “We first need to go on a reconnaissance mission before we can take further steps to combat Mythology. We need to know the enemy.You can stay back so if we need anything we can contact you and you can
forward it to us by Galvatar watches. I will also give you Lady of the Night’s hook-up so all of the Federation can be on stand-by. “ Message nodded, relieved that something was finally going to be done. Arthur stood up and as his walked out he said, “ Tell The Alliance Project I have a mission for him so his
days as a house husband are over.” Message laughed.
When the Alliance Project came home, he was startled to see Message crouched over the laptop with a familiar look on her face. He thought, “This is the face she has when she is determined to
fight…..””Honey!” Message said as she ran to The Alliance Project and gave him a kiss. “ Don’t honey me, what are you up to?” Message smiling seductively at him and said, “ Just a little Battlefare. I was going to send the Projects to fight Mythology.” The Alliance Project sighed and replied, “ What did the Assembly of the Many say?” Message’s smile turned into a snarl and she snapped, “The Projects are under the Federation and I am their head. It was an executive decision.” She also turned around and
said, “Need I remind you I am your head as well?” The Alliance Project sat down and pondered this decision. He got up and said, “Ok, where is Arthur and the Covenantial Project. We can bring some Scouts from Earth and go. “ “But” The Alliance Project said, waving his hands around, “This is only reconnaissance, not a combat mission.” “Right” Message, agreed, but her fingers were crossed behind her back.” “ Why are you winking” The Alliance Project demanded. “I had something in my eye,”
Message laughed.
Message, Arthur, The Covenantial Project, and The Alliance Project were in the Dahomeyian Arsenal preparing for the mission against Mythology. The Covenantial Project said, “ Mythology can
sense courage, so we need Strength Suppressors to be put on the side of the Isotrain Mechanism. Arthur and the Alliance Project nodded in agreement. The Covenantial Project then said, “I will pilot and Arthur will wield the Lifeforce Seeking Missiles. We have to see who Mythology interacts with on Dahomeyia,
because I am sure he has spies. Then we will disengage, go back up, and Message you try to convince the Assembly of the Many that Mythology is the biggest threat there is. I will send out communications to Essence because we need her in this fight.” Everyone nodded.
Far off in the distance, in a place measured not by light-years but by light-timelines, there should a woman warrior with a wicked recurved bow in her hand. She sighed as she thought of how she was not able to get to Troy, Camelot and Dahomeyia in time. Someone tapped her on the shoulder and asked, “Essence?”
She turned around.
“Dahomeyia needs you now more than ever and  sooner rather than later.”

Message turned around in a huff, and when she looked at the Assembly her huff had turned into a snarl. She gripped the Kingfather Scepter, but thought better. Two of the Assembly brethren who were talking and laughing stopped, and just looked at her bored. She stomped out, still angry. Drent ran after her saying, It’s no big deal, we can get another vote.” Message turned around and jabbed her finger into his head saying, I don’t need another vote, I know what to do.” Drent stepped back shocked. “ This was not the way it was done in Dahomeyia”, he said to her. And then he said to himself,” But this is a new Dahomeyia.” Message threw up her and walked out, without dismissing the Assembly.
A Paroah Chariot was waiting for her, to transport her back to the palace. Message sat down, fuming, muttering over and over, “The Assembly says I should not attack. Well, ***** them. There are other options.” She wondered to herself, “What are those other options?” The screen pulled up the smiling face of the Peacemonger of Strengthened Weapons. He said with a grin, “ You see, your Rulership, I was right. The best course is patience and to understand the situation.” Message clicked off the screen with a fury and pouted with her arms crossed.
The Alliance Project called her saying, “ Make sure you play nice with the Peacemonger. He can be annoying but his heart is in the right place. He knows the pain that  war can bring.” Message then said, almost shouting, “And I know what can destroy a planet and the people in it.” The Alliance Project was silent.
Suddenly another person popped up on the screen. Message turned around thinking,” It can’t be the Peacemonger of Strengthened Weapons I blocked him.” It was Arthur. He said, “Greetings I am on your home planet can you send your finest horsemen to bring me?” Message jumped and down giggling and said  “Sure I have the perfect mission for you when we meet!”
Arthur came to the palace and Message greeted him at the door. She asked him, “Tell me, what do you know about this being called Mythology?” Arthur pondered for a bit and said, “My mother used to tell me of my ancestors, and how they fought to save their Trojan Homeland. The gods were against them, because they said that mankind was in rebellion and must be punished.  The Greek army was the human portion of the forces they sent against us. Eventually my homeland fell, and neither god nor Greek had mercy. They slaughtered who they could not take and burned what they could not steal. So the survivors went across the Earth realm, vowing that what had happened to them would never happen to anyone else. I knew then I was born for a time, but the time I did not know until now.”  Message raised an eyebrow and pressed further, “ Which god was Mythology?”
“All of them.”

Imagine if every day you woke up.
The son of a rich man
But sickness was your portion.
The doctors don’t know what is wrong.
Your body betrays you on a daily basis.
Imagine that
An athlete who struggles to get out of bed.
But you do it every day.
A war hero
Who struggles it off
Saying
It was involuntarily they sank my boat.
Just like you said in your youth.
If I lose any more blood count I’m gonna die.
Your younger brother even said to you
Half-jokingly
If a mosquito bit you that mosquito would die
And you nodded in agreement
You did not die, yet.
But that thought haunts you every day.

You did not become the youngest elected president.
Because you wanted to
You did it because you had to.
Because with the sickness, came gifts.
The gift of reading.
The gift of empathy.
And the gift of charisma
You could make a nurse giggle when you spoke
That so many who would walk around did not have.
You were sure time was short.
Your daddy said
Sons, I could not be president.
One of you must.
You were the one
And thought, maybe I would live longer than I thought
But in the back of your mind you knew
The diseases in you could not be cured
Even by presidential doctor’s hands.
So on the day you were stricken
You knew you might die, any day now.
You just never thought it would be by bullets
And you never could have imagined.
It would give you a kingdom that would live forever.
Called Camelot.
Rest in Peace, JFK.

I told someone
Stop being a doubting Thomas
And know I am here for you
The person shook his head
As he leaned closer and grinned saying
Oh no.
I’m not Thomas I’m Judas.

The night was still as Message lay there trying to sleep. Next to her The Alliance Project was snoring. “I don’t know if something is trying to get into him, or out of him” she grumbled to herself. Soon she fell into the realm of sleep reserved for those who dream.
She held up both hands to see sleeves covered in Dahomeyian royal native dress. Off in the distance, she saw someone running toward her. It was her father, The Legate. He went on one knee and said, I’m sorry. I’m so sorry. Essence could not come in time. I could not come in time. I don’t deserve you.” Message put her hand to her face and felt that it was full of tears. She cried out,” I forgive you Father, it was not your fault. Father, please come back. I need you.” The Legate started to fade away as he said, “Tell Essence I said thank you.” Message was left alone. She lifted up her hand and it was gone…….
Message sat up, gasping. She touched her body to make sure that she was still there, and she was. She squinted to see if her father was around, and no one else was there. She sat on the edge of the bed and pondered what that dream meant. The Alliance Project was still sleeping, but now had started snoring. Message went downstairs and a servant met her there. “Do you need anything, my dear Dahomeyian Rulership?” “No, thank you”, said Message curtly. The servant stepped back, frightened by the intensity of Message’s words. Message went to go get a glass of water from the Hydration Hookdown that was attached to their house. “Essence, Essence,”she whispered. It was a word that became a chant.

“You know what happens when you drink too much water and go to bed?” Message turned around and gave a weak smile. The Alliance Project was there. “So you woke up. Your snores even wake you up haha”, she said as they giggled together. They went back to bed and Message slept, but that thought still haunted her.


The next day, The Alliance Project went to oversee construction of a new pipeway that would provide the planet with water. Message entered the Assembly of the Many to call for a response to Mythology. Some voices murmured in the background. “We don’t even know if he is the stuff of children’s tales, how do we fight that?” Message overheard their words but did not see their faces. She stood in front of the Assembly and said,

We face a great threat that will destroy us all if we do not take action. Therefore I am asking that we arm a submarine and go and find Mythology. When we attack first we have the element of surprise. If we counter-attack, we might lose. And if we lose, there will be no more we.

Drent, the new Advocate-Counsel, nodded in approval. The Assembly of the Many cast their votes, and the Marshal Peacemonger gave the results to Drent. Drent counted them and said with a solemn voice,

“The Assembly of the Many has said no to the Mythology resolution, your Dahomeyian Rulership.”

I have bled for you
In numerous places
But when I rolled up my shirt
To show you my scar
All you had to say was
But did you die?
Oh.

Message stepped off of the Isotrain Mechanism and breathed a sigh of relief. That breath was labored, because of the remains of Vibrate’s destruction of Schmita. “We will rename you Dahomeyia”, she spoke out loud. “You will suffer no more”, she said as her words echoed in the air. She listened for the space to speak back and nodded as if to agree with what she already said. She looked back and saw The Alliance Project gingerly step off of the spacecraft.
Message shouted at him, “You can breathe the air, it is like your oxygen silly”. The Alliance Project looked up and said, “This planet is beautiful it is just like Earth”. “Our Earth”, Message replied. The Alliance Project pointed to Drent, who was directing the construction of the new planet.” I could think of no better man to tell people what to do”, The Alliance Project mused. “I can”, Message  replied smiling, looking into his eyes.
The Alliance Project and Message got to the Rulership Palace in the middle of their new kingdom. It was still being renovated, but the main body was finished. The Alliance Project took off his shoes, grinned and said, “Come here, I want to show you something.”  Message giggled and pulled back and said, Chances are, I already saw it.
He motioned Message over and turned on his laptop. It turned on and The Alliance Project asked, “Did Drent set up the wi-fi yet. I have to watch my movies.” Message pointed,
“The wi-fi is Dahomeyian Rulership and the password is Legate.” She sighed for a second, but The Alliance Project did not notice as he typed.
“Got it!” The Alliance Project yelped as he pulled up their wedding. Message smiled as The Alliance Project pointed out the people of the Federation and his law school who were there.
He then fast-forwarded to the wedding kiss. He teased, “Aww we bumped noses.” “You bumped my nose first!”, Message giggled.
They watched the rest of the wedding until they were in each other’s arms. The Alliance Project whispered to himself, as Message laid asleep next to him. “This is the peace I looked for and that I always wanted. It may be on a different planet, but maybe I needed to come here to find rest.”
“Honey did you say something?” Message questioned as she pushed up on the sofa. “Nope”, The Alliance Project said as he cracked a smile. It was the first smile he had in a while.
Suddenly The Alliance Project’s cell phone rang. “Enjoying the wi-fi?” Drent said laughing.  “It’s like the dial-up in my youth but it would have to do.” The Alliance Project replied.
Message got up and said, I have to go meet with the Peacemonger of Strengthened Weapons, I will be back. They kissed briefly, and Message stepped out of the door. The Alliance Project looked under the bed and pulled out the Abyss Sword.  He held it up in the air and whispered, “Old friend you have been retired.” Then the Alliance Project kissed the Abyss Sword.
“I hope you don’t kiss Message with that mouth!” The Alliance Project rapidly turned about and saw Drent, with a smile that was half-smirk, half-grin. They embraced, former enemies who were now not only friends, but relatives.  Drent sat down on the couch and said, I have to show you something important.
Drent got onto The Alliance Project’s computer and pulled up a Interstellar Map. He pointed to a dot on the Map and said, “See that?” “What, I don’t see anything” The Alliance Project squinted as he looked at a tiny dot moving across the Realmic Span. Drent said, “I think that is Essence and she comes to planets who are in danger of being destroyed. She is headed to our planet.” The Alliance Project questioned, “ But she is so far away, what do we do in the meantime?”
“We wait.”

The Alliance Project was silent as he thought of what Drent said. He then got up and shut off the computer, telling Drent, “Let’s think of happier things for now, when is my palace going to be completed?” “ You mean Message’s palace, she holds the Dahomeyian Rulership after all, laughed Drent.” The Alliance Project laughed as he said, “Okay, our palace, is that better?” Drent looked at the structure and said “It should be 4 months, and it would be like the White House.” The Alliance Project looked up and saw the sun that used to be Schmitan but was now the star that presided over Dahomeyia. He sighed and said, almost to himself, “At least I would have an open roof for the summer.” Drent patted him on the back and said, “That’s the way to think.”
Message looked at the Peacemonger for Strengthened Weapons with a harsh eye. The Peacemonger had known wars all over the galaxy, but never had he met a glaze that the one that came from his commander. Message slammed the Kingfather Scepter on the table and said, “Is there any threat you want to tell me about?!” The Peacemonger’s words came out half-apologizing, half-timid, “Well, there is something, but…but.. we always thought it was a myth.”Message pointed the Kingfather Scepter at the Peacemonger’s chest and said, “Tell me what IT is or you will go to meet IT in hell.” The Peacemonger started sweating profusely and said, “It lives under the sea of certain planets, and feeds off of lifeblood and courage. We did not think it was on this planet but we must have been wrong. That is all I know!” Message pointed the Kingfather Scepter away from him as the Peacemonger nervously sat down. He had heard of her father the Legate but even the Legate did not seem as violent as Message. His  new commander seemed….unstable. But he dare not say that out loud or in the presence of mixed company.
Message pulled out a map and said, “ We have to attack IT where he lives and destroy him. Any remnant remaining can multiply in the sea and continue to haunt our world.”  The Peacemonger stammered, “ Well, but…but… we don’t even know where IT is? And I heard when you say IT’s true name, your…I mean our planet starts to die. How can we fight an enemy that is everywhere and nowhere at the same time?” Message looked grimly as she started speaking to herself. She laughed and the Peacemonger thought, “Our ruler is not only unstable, she is insane.” Message then stood up and said, “Ready a submarine powered by the Supernovan force and equip it with Lifeforce-Seeking Missiles. The Federation has its first mission under me as Dahomeyian Rulership. This foolishness will destroy Dahomeyia over my dead body.”
“Yes your Majesty” The Peacemonger said as he walked out the room, his steps closer to a run.
Message pulled up the screen to talk to the Dragon Power about this new threat. The Dragon Power spoke and Venil  of the Dragon-Power said, “ We cannot say his name either, because the destruction that occurred before time warped our tongues so we cannot say its syllables. But it is a powerful deviance from the good, and has the power to destroy planets. We will send the two Projects to assist you, as well as the rest of the Federation.”
Message then pushed a button, and Arthur came into focus. He looked slightly confused as he was telling a cashier, “ No I want a chainmail shirt, not a chain store's male shirt!” She laughed as she said to herself, "They don’t make them  anymore, just like they don’t make you anymore. "Arthur walked into the dressing room and said, “ This is Arthur. Is everything fine, my Dahomeyian Rulership.”
Message nodded and told Arthur,
“Make sure to bring Excalibur, and I hope he is waterproof.”

I was smiling on the outside, but it was all a façade.
Because my eyes were too nearsighted to see the face of God.
Someone passed me His contact, and I feared they would hurt my view.
But when I put Him in, I saw the full wonder of Jesus in you.
The way you served God was amazing, it was your haven.
I was inspired to do work for God with you, so you would not be heavy-laden.
You challenged me to be a better man of God, until there was more God than man in me.
I saw that we could create wonders together and I saw you as family.
You said that I had an anointing, I thought it was just a mere gift.
Now I could view the face of God in all his features, you were my chair lift.
We have a stronger relationship with the Lord above, to serve him in love.
It was like the time Christ came out of that water and the Holy Spirit came as a dove.
I am now smiling on the inside, because the Holy Spirit is my grin.
And now I feel the way Christ does when he gets ready for his Bride, because of my wedding.

When I have to serve the Creator, I bring everything to God’s throne.
Because the X’s stand for crosses that I died on to self, I have the King’s chromosome.
The King's chromosome is the DNA that swam in the blood that spilled from Jesus’s side.
And it lives on my tongue as the It is finished that Christ uttered before he died.
God said I will be written into history, I am just wondering which book.
I was deep into sin, and seeing myself as fallen when he made me switch looks.
Jesus went into the sky without a spacecraft, I said I couldn’t be forgiven and his face laughed.
Because God reassured me that he was wounded for whatever was in the past.
Jesus flew to the dimension that had no name, high tension would never be the same.
Because he said my sins were forgiven, and my mention of it should not be on my brain.
So when I look out into the seas, God’s voice speaks and says to walk.
I step out onto the waters but don’t sink into the depths, because I followed God’s motivational talk.

Way before Black Panther, I’m sure my ancestors rode in chariots.
They must have pulled up to a house in the desert looking for a fly woman to marry with.
Saying come ride with me, and we could build an empire.
She must have looked at him crazy, but she saw something in him to admire.
So she hopped in, and I bet my ancestor said I only have the best of everything.
These other men walk to your home, but they don’t work for the king.
She must have looked down, and squealed, Are those wheels?!
Then my ancestor nodded and said, I have a driver too, its no big deal.
So they rode off to my ancestor’s place, to create an empire for themselves.
Throughout time, they amassed both prestige and wealth.
I’ll continue my ancestor's  legacy, I just need to bring my charioted car to win her hand.
But I don’t want to work for an ancient pharaoh, I want to be king of this land.

You are the best.
I don’t want to find out the truth.
You keep what you said to yourself.
Hurry up, this should be over quickly.
I wish you would tell me how you feel.
No you are not like the rest, you are special.
You heard that before? This time I mean it.
We have to do this quickly, I’m in a rush.
Do you want me to order breakfast?
Don’t laugh, I can cook if it could be boiled.
I see that we have eggs in the fridge.
You forgot your shoes and your socks don’t match.
I’m not self-righteous because there is no God there.
Why should we argue when we know what we are here for.
I love you Honey, good luck tomorrow.

I’m not saying I love you.
I’m just saying you are the Friday of my life.
Every day I am with you feels like prom
And every time I think of you it is like Christmas.
I did not say I love you.
I showed you that you are my world.

Message turned around  to speak in her Coronation dress.
The Alliance Project slyly walked up beside her, and wished her the best.
She smiled weakly and said, I wish my father The Legate was here.
Her lower lip trembled as she wiped away from her face a tear.
Message held up her hands and said, I promised myself I would not cry.
The Alliance Project said, His advice-essence is in the Scepter, he did not die.
Besides, he would be proud to see you restored his planet back to its origin.
They kissed briefly and Message said, Let’s go downstairs to the Coronation.
Inside was a great hall, where all of  the Federation had gathered to meet.
The Covenantial Project was to crown Message, by putting the Rexic shoes on her feet.
Message sat down on the throne and got up rapidly sayin, This throne is too cold!
Lady of the Night called out in the audience, Be prepared for it to warm, before you get old.
Message took the scepter in hand and recited the Federation pledge.
And then kneeled down, as The Covenantial Project took Excalibur and touched her with its edge.
She got up and the Federation crowd all cheered, because here was their new queen.
The Covenantial Project put the Rexic shoes on her feet, and Message stood to preen.
The Alliance Project and Message boarded the Isotrain Mechanism  one last time, to head for their new home planet object
This planet is the new Dahomeyia, whose people were protected by Message and the Alliance Project.
THE END.

The Netherbeasts all lined up on Planet Earth and Message roared, Now fall!
I am not a Project who will have mercy, I will take this Scepter and **** you all!
The Netherbeasts stood there all with smirks, they thought Message was bluffing.
But soon they were vaporized, because Message fired her scepter and turned them into nothing.
Message! The Alliance Project called out as he suppressed a smile
Play nice with the Netherbeasts, they just lost a war so let them live a while.
Message then turned and walked and Lady of the Night said, It is good to have peace.
Message nodded and replied, Some of us aren’t alive to see it, others died because they wouldn’t fall on their knees!
Lady of the Night laughed and said, Stop being dramatic, as they went to the Arurian Tower.
To meet on how to organize the Federation with the rest of the Dragon Power.

The Dragon Power said, We will be the advisory council to the Projects, and the Federation.
Also to the Dahomeyian Rulership, congratulations to Message on her elevation.
Message bowed her head and said, I am a ruler without a people, a queen without subjects.
So the Dahomeyian Rulership is awesome but it has no more substance.
The Alliance Project spoke up and said, People had been tried to find another home planet.
The people of Schmita were displaced, so you can be their ruler on Schmita and manage it.
We can even rename it Dahomeyia, if you are willing to take on that task.
Message jumped up and down saying, This is what I dreamed of, I am free at last.
She then asked, One more thing, before I leave and rule this kingdom to be.
The Alliance Project, will you come and govern this people with me.
Everyone smiled as The Alliance Project said, I thought I was supposed to propose.
Very well, I accept, because every new planet need a Project for it to grow.

The Covenantial Project said, You will be the Defender for this new Dahomeyia planet.
So no Drozen, no Vibrate can come around to destroy, because of your might.
Arthur, you will be the Templarist Project for Earth with you Excalibur.
There is no warrior in earth or in the stars above with your sword skill and caliber.
Message, as Dahomeyian Ruler you will be the head of the Federation.
And I will be the Commandant Project who overseas the entire organization.
All of them nodded and Message had tears in her eyes because of the joyous news.
After all of this time, she finally have her own new planet to view.
Message and The Alliance Project went home, each one of them proud.
Because they had to prepare for the Coronation, when Message would be crowned.

Message drew out her Celestial Blade Saber and prepared for The Conflict.
But she felt the energy of Nihilist, and knew she was the strongest warrior she tangled with.
Message spoke to The Alliance Project and said, I’ve never encountered a woman who has basically goddess power.
The Alliance Project said on the watch, Stand down and we’ll get you out of there, this fight isn’t yours.
Nihilist, Tell that loved one of yours good-bye, because this is now your end and doom.
The Alliance Project turned on the Isotrain Mechanism and said, We must rescue Message soon.
Breastplate-Bearer ram their ship, and the Projects will go in and help Message fight.
Message is too good a warrior to lose to this type of power, because we have The Insight.
Message knew that her best chances were at long-range, because up close she would have died.
She touched her Celestial Blade Saber all the way up to the end, to fuel the Acidier flames inside.
She then pulled a button on the handle of the Saber, and fired it as Nihilist charged.
Nihilist kept coming as each missile from the Blade Saber hit its mark.
Nihilist grabbed Message by the waist with her hands and held her up, all the time mocking.
She shouted, No enemy can see me and live, and Message taunted, The Federation is coming, keep talking.
Nihilist pushed on both of Message’s sides, and Message felt her hips and ribs go out of alignment.
She started to black out and wondered if it was wise to get this assignment.
Suddenly Message had an idea, and put the Celestial Blade Saber through’ Nihilist’s foot to the ground.
And used the Death-Touch to **** Nihilist’s leg, so it was lifeless, and Nihilist roared with a raging sound.
Nihilists tried to pull the Blade Saber out but it would not come out, it was attracted to the Death Touch.
Message knew that she did not have time so she had to go to the cockpit because she was in a rush.

She ran to the cockpit, and she saw activity all around the ship as they prepared for the fight.
But Message remembered that on spacecraft like this, the cockpit was to the right.
She entered the cockpit, and used the Death-Touch on both of the pilots.
Message then told The Alliance Project, I will join the Isotrain Mechanism by flying into it.
The Alliance Project responded incredulously, You will crash our ship? Message giggled, You was going to do it first.
She started to fly Vibrate’s spacecraft into the Isotrain Mechanism, but made sure to crash into its side.
That way the Projects could get out and fight, and no one on the Mechanism could have died.
The Celestial Blade Saber suddenly snapped into Message’s hand, and she thought Nihilist is free.
And with all that pent-up energy and anger, she is surely coming after me.
The Covenantial Project said, We are on Vibrate’s ship, and are headed to link up with you.
Suddenly Nihilist burst in and said, Tell me, what would it feel like to see your insides on the outside too.
Message wrestled with Nihilist, and although Nihilist was stronger, Message was skilled in hand combating.
Soon Message was on the floor with Nihilist’s foot on her chest, and Message wondered if this was the end.
Nihilist said, You will die by the blade you used so badly, and pulled out a blade to strike her neck
She ****** down but the blade was stopped short, by the Excalibur of the Templarist Project.

Arthur pushed Nihilist off of Message and they soon began to fight with respective blades anew.
Message was so engrossed with Arthur’s blade skill she forgot she had a mission to do.
Meanwhile the Covenantial Project and the Alliance Project were fighting Achilles, and doing well.
So well that Vibrate was aggravated, and she was holding a scepter and muttering about hell.
Message knew that that scepter was the key to something and she resolved to steal.
So she put the Concealment Garment on a Netherbeast, and turned him into Message to be killed.
Message then kicked him to Vibrate, who utterly disposed of this Netherbeast in disguise.
But as Vibrate was doing so, she momentarily turned her eyes.

Message snatched the scepter out of her moving hands, and suddenly she heard a voice.
It was the words of her father the Legate, who said, You were my one and only choice.
To hold the Dahomeyian Rulership and lead the Federation to victory,
This power is now yours, and you wield the Dahomeyian Kingfather Scepter.
Vibrate knew with horror that the scepter was out of her hands.
And was now in the reach of someone who was purposed to command.
Message said to Vibrate, This is your end, you will die here on this ship.
Your reign of terror across the universe is over, because of what I grip.
Message and Vibrate charged, and soon much blood was shed.
But Vibrate saw to her horror that all of it was hers, and that she had bled.
Suddenly Message pushed the Kingfather Scepter into Vibrate’s chest.
Her chest collapsed into her backbone, and she fell dead and lifeless.
Achilles looked up and said, Mother! as he sank to one knee in respect.
The Alliance Project said grimly, You’ll join her, and he put the Abyss Sword between shoulder and neck.
The Alliance Project then held up Achilles and screamed, This **** was made by this face!
This was the weak spot of anyone, The Alliance Project pushed Achilles off the ship into space.
Message took the Kingfather Scepter and roared, Where is Nihilist, I have unfinished business.
A Netherbeast was speaking to Nihilist from afar and said, It is better to retreat than die in this.
Nihilist went into a Beacon Pod that detached from the cockpit, after warding off Arthur’s blow.
She could not believe that someone so righteous could be so strong, so she knew she had to go.
Nihilist said, I will take the place of Vibrate, and Achilles only wanted to conquer a kingdom not there.
Then all will know the name of Nihilist, and when people hear it, they will tremble with The Fear!

The Federation prepared to fight The Conflict, the one that would ensure their survival.
Because Vibrate had come to join her son, and announced her diabolical arrival.
Lady of the Night bent over in her wheelchair and said, I feel something searing in my chest.
Breastplate-Bearer said, It’s not your fault your heart burned your body, it hasn’t learned to rest.
The Alliance Project retorted, Its not heartburn you fool, he looked at Lady of the Night with  fear
Message chimed Do CPR and the Heimlich Maneuver on her, and the rest of them looked at her weird.
Lady of the Night waved them off, It is alright, I will just take some pills and I will be good to go.
The hatred I have for Achilles is more than the paralysis I feel in my right toe.
Breastplate-Bearer said, Oh no your toe is dead, will it have to be buried.
She glared at him and said, Just wheel me into the Isotrain Mechanism, and hurry!

They entered into the Isotrain Mechanism and Drent called out, we are right behind you.
The Alliance Project stepped forward to pilot it, and said, All hands are on deck to fight too!
Vibrate spoke so they all heard, Me and my son are reunited, and we will destroy.
Any ship or set of ships your pathetic Federation and allies seek to deploy.
Lady of the Night said, We must get eyes into Vibrate’s ship so we can penetrate.
She said, I still have my Concealment Garment, and The Alliance Project said, The price is too great.
Message piped up, Yeah your heart just attacked your body, and kicked you in the belly.
Lady of the Night snorted, That’s pregnancy you *****, The Alliance Project replied You aren’t healthy.
You are of more use to us wielding your bow from long range where you are safe.
I will take the garment and go in, because it is better for me to take your place.
The Covenantial Project said, We need you to direct the forces from the outside.
Besides Vibrate can smell those of the Dragon-Power, we could not rescue you if you died.
Message interrupted, I can get in, because they would never suspect that it is me.
Give me the garment I will disguise as a Netherbeast, and open up the spaceship for thee.
Lady of the Night gave the Nebula Garment and Message was transforming.
The Covenantial Project, Just be careful you are not consumed by the evilness of the Netherbeast, that is my warning.

Message left the Isotrain Mechanism, and had to figure out a way in.
She did not have her Death hand but she had claws, so she killed a Guardian.
Nihilist came around and asked, All clear, and Message discovered she could not speak.
So she just nodded her head, and Nihilist left, and Message wondered why she felt weak.
She got into the AuntyShip, and Vibrate was giving Achilles and Nihilist commands.
Message went in closer so she could hear what the Chief Conquistador demands.
Nihilist said, One of the Netherbeasts was acting weird, I think they might be a spy.
Message froze in her tracks, and Vibrate said, Find them and make sure that they die.
Message knew that she had to transform from Netherbeast back to herself to fight.
But she pulled down the garment and instantly she knew something was not right.
Message had forgot to account for the fact she was bigger than Lady of the Night.
Because it was tight, and just would not come off no matter how much she pulled hard.
Finally Message ripped it off, and got out her Celestial Blade Saber to guard.
Message talked to The Alliance Project and told him, I have changed the plan.
She looked up and saw Nihilist who said, You will die here where you stand.

My friend asked me
You really like her
Why don’t you go after her
I replied
She is everything I ever wanted
But if I act too fast, it will all be gone forever.
My past haunts
Because she could be my future
Or she could be my never.

When you get hit
Get up.
The ground is not worthy enough for you to stay down.
But every slap that life deals you across the face
Every punch that is dug into my chest.
Trying to stop my heart.
And cut off my whole conscious situation.
Tells you that some touches are not gentle
Some reaches by people are not meant to help
And every time someone ***** a fist at you.
It is an opening for you to punch back.
Where their fist isn’t
That hurts.
Good.

Because whatever is attached to the arm, is a body.
With feelings and bones that can break as they wanted me to.
Ouch.
Either I say it or they will
But it has to be said.
Hopefully after we both smashed.
I’m just banking on them saying it first.
With life’s teeth on my fist.
I don’t want to fight no more
Good.
I never did.
But this is not a fight.
This is discipline.
Because my hits don’t make life chaotic
My hits make life calm down.

I could not take a bullet for you.
Not because you were in front of the gun
Or because you are shooting
But you were the one who sold the gun
Knowing that this person did not like me.
You took bullets that this gun used.
And handed it to them.
Hell, while you were at it.
I bet you even put my address in their GPS.
So now I am standing in front of a gun.
Knowing that this might be the end.
The person pulls the trigger.
Click.
Thank you.

Achilles came over to where they were as Message ran to meet him with her saber to match.
But her slashes were of no use against his skin, and soon she retracted the saber into her watch.
She then touched him with her Death-Grip, and Achilles laughed saying, Death is my grandfather
When you have relatives you get certain protections, you grip is turned off so don’t bother.
Arthur walked up to the scene, as Achilles brought the Winged Fire Lance down ******* her.
Message cut the Fire Lance in two, and each part fell out of Achilles’ hand onto the grassy dust.
Achilles went down into a crouch and attacked but Arthur blocked it with Excalibur’s ******.
Arthur kicked Message over to the side, and said, This is my fight to win or die, no draw.
Arthur and Achilles fought hand to hand, and Message stood back in awe.
The hand maneuvers of Arthur with Excalibur, Message hadn’t seen before, and each one touched flesh.
By the end Achilles had several cuts on his upper body and his skin was an utter mess.
I have the scabbard, Achilles sneered, so I am invincible and cannot be routed.
But you do not, so let us see if when I am finished with you if all your blood would come out.

Achilles used the Fielden Vine to pin Arthur’s hand to his sides, so he could not reach his blade.
A detachment of the vine also ******* Message, so she could not come to his aid.
Achilles used the fire of the Lance to burn both Arthur and Message, his laughter was grotesque.
Arthur reached out for Excalibur but it refused to rise, and Message was just hoping for the best.
Suddenly the Covenantial Project leaped off the Isotrain Mechanism and cut the Fieldin Vine.
He took his sword and went into position in front of Arthur and Message, arriving just in time.
The Covenantial Project said, We have three swords against one body, that is math that works.
Achilles roared saying, I have broken better swords than yours, prepare for a world of hurt.
The Covenantial Project replied, I’ll keep him busy, while you guys get the rest of the Federation here.
He then fired his Eclipse visor, and Achilles felt the heat and was stunned to feel… fear.
Achilles stepped back, and The Covenantial Project swung his Scythe Sword in a wide arc.
You missed me, Achilles sneered, and The Covenantial Project said, Yes but I hit my target.
The scabbard fell from Achilles’ waist, and The Covenantial Project attached it to his hip.
Then put the Scythe Sword into it, so that it stood invincible in his grip.

Suddenly Federation Mechanisms arrived on the scene, and The Alliance Project stepped there.
He grabbed his Abyss Sword and told Achilles, If you do not want to die, you had better come here.
Lady of the Night was in her wheelchair, wielding the Parisian Bow with Troyate darts.
But this time they were tipped with Acidier Flames because she knew to aim for the heart.
She drew the bow back, intending to send Achilles back to where no one came from.
Suddenly Achilles rose up in the air, and a voice called out across the field My son!
It was Vibrate and Achilles landed in her spacecraft, and she said What strife you started.
You have made me a happy mother to pick up where you left off when you departed.
Achilles protested, I was about to destroy the Trojans, and Vibrate said We will.
But this time you need a army capable of assisting your Commandant Consquistador skill.
Nihilist stepped forward and Achilles rubbed his head and said Briseis?
I thought you were a captive and she said, I let you capture me for a moment like this.
She squeezed his shoulder so strongly he had to kneel, and she said, Still think you captured me?
Achilles groaned out, No, and she let go of his shoulder and said, I was not made for captivity.
When Troy fell the Greeks split up in their ships, and all headed back to their spouses.
But I overcame the Greeks in my ships, and lets just say none of them went to their house.
Now I was stuck with a ship in the middle of the sea, but I saw Vibrate and joined her.
We left Earth and built an organization, that specialized in interstellar warfare.

Arthur banged his sword onto the ground so hard it shook and said, I was supposed to slay.
He left my Excalibur for now, but sometime soon my face will be the last he sees that day.
The Alliance Project walked over to them and said, That time may be sooner than you think.
Message questioned, Why is that, and The Alliance Project pointed and said, The sky is starting to sink.
The Reinforcement went to them and said, We will handle the Earth affairs, you go up there to save.
Because if we do not act quickly, the Earth will be nothing but a mass grave.
The Covenantial Project boarded the Isotrain Mechanism, and Message said, This must be the last fight.
No, it the first day of universe peace and harmony, replied a smiling Lady of the Night.

Message and Lady of the Night brought Arthur back, and he looked at the place.
It is not Camelot but it would have to do, mused Arthur with a smile on his face.
The Covenantial Project walked in and Arthur yelled, Merlin, I thought you were gone!
Merlin?! Said Message and Lady of the Night at the same time, and their surprise was strong.
Yes, I was Merlin to the Britons, but I was there to guard the Excalibur until Arthur was done
The Covenantial Project explained, then when Arthur pulled sword from stone, I knew he was The One.
The second Project in our order, I left you with the Lady of the Lake while I went to gather the Federation.
I also came back to your island as Detective Sherlock Holmes, because I knew that I could not be patient.
What your time called mysticism that time called deduction and investigation, it worked for me either way.
So here I am as the Covenantial Project, defender of the Scythe Sword, standing by you today.
Arthur asked, So where is my Round Table, and should not a man with Excalibur have a throne.
Breastplate-Bearer snorted and said, The only throne you have is porcelain, and you sit on it alone.
Arthur said, I don’t know what you mean, and The Covenantial Project said, Camelot was destroyed.
The Saxons were men sent by Vibrate to ruin the new Troy, Briton, such evilness they deployed.
But instead of annihilating Briton they lived there, so Vibrate now sought to ruin everything.
She knew that you were asleep, but she never could fathom that you could awake my king.
I took on the persona of Detective Sherlock Holmes in the past century, I knew she would be back.
And there were clues left by the Saxons in the past years, as to the nature of her attack.
The people called the Whisperers fought me at every turn, killing and committing crime.
But I knew that if I did not give up, the knowledge I sought would soon be mine.
But what about Watson, Lady of the Night asked, her curiosity heighted by this news.
The Covenantial Project answered, He was one of the first Cloaked Scouts of the Federation, so good.
He is buried in a masoleum, that lies outside the London neighborhood.

Message asked, So what do we do now, we will need the entire Federation for war.
Cloaked Scouts, The Knighthood Ways, and the Projects need to be assembled before….
She stopped short, because she dare not think what would happen if Achilles could rampage.
The Alliance Project sat up and said, Now we can go out and go against Achilles in a campaign start!
To attack him now is futile, because we need to gather the entire forces so he does not tear us apart.
We have to misdirect him, so that he goes off in the wrong direction and it takes him longer.
Because the more time it takes for him to get to us, a greater chance we have because we are stronger.
The Covenantial Project said, I will go, and with my Merlinic powers combined with Detection.
I will throw him off balance so that he is confused and heads in the wrong direction.
I don’t have to engage with him directly, although I have enough power for that son.
Arthur and Message come with me, Two Projects are always better than one.
Lady of the Night stay here, and keep surveillance on Vibrate.
I will put on the Eclipse visor, so that I can open up the eye-gate.
You guys can call the Federation together, so we can attack Achilles when he is frustrated.
To win the ultimate victory against this Son of Banishment, and finally have him defeated.
All of them nodded, and Message asked, But what about Vibrate who is coming.
The Covenantial Project answered grimly, She can share in the fate of her dead son.
The Federation would be formed and reinforcements are coming, we would leave to attack.
And until Vibrate is destroyed there will be no peace, because we will not come back.
The Alliance Project you should heal from the last fight with Achilles, we will need you for this trouble.
Because this fight is more than a battle, it is a universal struggle.

The Alliance Project nodded and lay down, as Breastplate-Bearer and Lady of the Night toiled on him.
Arthur, Message, and the Covenantal Project went out, and boarded the Isotrain Mechanism.
As it took off Arthur said, This does not feel like Llamei, and Message giggled, That is a weird name for a woman.
Arthur shot daggers at her and said, Llamei was the War-horse for a High King, watch your tone.
Suddenly the Isotrain Mechanism was going down, and Message said, I think someone is on it.
Arthur took out Excalibur and said, Hand me the Galvatar Scabbard, a lot of blood is going to be shed.
None of it should be mine, and at the end of all of this, our problem will be stabbed dead.
Message gave him the scabbard and went behind Arthur as the Covenantal Project tried to land.
She kept on shaking her head and said, I thought they were about chivalry, but I don’t understand.
Achilles was standing on top of the Isotrain Mechanism and yelled, You will die, you Trojan
Arthur pulled out Excalibur and calmly said, You must be ended, you menace who is The Unspoken.
Message took out her Celestial Blade Saber and tip-toed saying, This is a wobbly place to yield.
She spoke to The Covenantial Project on her watch, Make sure to land in the next available field.
Achilles and Arthur ran towards each other, two ancient warriors preparing to fight.
Suddenly the Isotrain Mechanism tipped over, and all three of them fell because of that flight.
But Excalibur acted like a parachute, and brought Message and Arthur safe to the grass.
And Achilles was basically undead anyway, so he landed not far past.
Message and Arthur landed together, and Arthur had a strange ****** smile indeed.
What is wrong, asked Message,Arthur replied, I lost the healing scabbard, so I will see if I can bleed.

Lady of the Night came down with the Parisia bow to join the fight.
And kept firing at Achilles, who brushed them off as if they were slight.
Suddenly Achilles grabbed the Alliance Project, and took a knife and dug it into his side.
The Alliance Project refused to cry out, because he had too much pride.
Message took her Fire Lance and aimed it at Achilles head.
Achilles warned, One wrong move and your lover man is dead.
Message pointed the Fire-Lance with her hand shaking at The Alliance Project.
She thought of putting him out of his misery, but she hated that prospect.
Lady of the Night screamed out, Don’t fall for it Message, he mastered psychological warfare.
Message’s mind went back to the days when she and the Alliance Project were together, and she teased him about his grey her.
Achilles cried out, You want to fight me with my own weapon, but do you want your lover to live
Choose life for him for now, and hand over my lance spear as a gift to give
Otherwise I will detach him from himself, and it would be such a tragedy
That the one who loved him watched him die in such wretched agony.
Lady of the Night retorted, If The Alliance Project has to die, he knew what he joined.
Message went down on one knee and whimpered, He does not have to die, otherwise what is the point?
She pointed the Fire Lance at the Alliance Project trembling, then handed it to Achilles too.
Achilles then laughed and threw the Alliance Project at them, who said before fainting I will **** you.
Achilles attached the Nike Sling to the Winged Fire Lance, to make the Demihim Spear.
Message and Lady of the Night looked at each other, and knew they had to leave here.
They picked the Alliance Project off the ground and when they got back, gave him to Breastplate-Bearer
But Message cried out, Who in this universe is strong enough to stop Achilles and his reign of terror?
The Covenantial Project said over the intercom, We must go to Avalon, and wake from slumber Arthur.
Otherwise with Achilles and Vibrate, we will all just be targets for the slaughter.

Breastplate-Bearer was working to heal The Alliance Project while Message and Lady of the Night went to Avalon.
Lady of the Night said to Message, I used to read Camelot as a little girl, and the knights I thought I would marry one.
Message laughed and said, You do not strike me as being a damsel in distress for a knight to save.
You would be the one to fight the monster on the Knight’s behalf, because you are too brave.
Lady of the Night blushed, but then the Isotrain Mechanism stopped the location.
Message pulled out a map and said, If I wanted to bury a king, where would I bury one.
Suddenly they saw a cave, and then they went inside to take a look.
Hoping that Arthur was not just a fiction character in Old English books.
They entered the cave and marveled at all the cave drawings.
Showing men seated around a table, with their names inscribed on chairs therein.
Message tripped over something and Lady of the Night laughed and said, Watch your step.

They both looked down and saw King Arthur, or rather what was left.
Message asked, What does your books say we do now with his body.
Lady of the Night scratched her head and said, I did not get to that part, oddly.
But I think if we bring it to the waters where the Lady of the Lake is she can help.
Message said You can bring his slimy body to these waters, speak for yourself.
So they carried King Arthur’s body on their shoulders, hoping not to be seen.
Across to where the Lady of the Lake was supposed to be, and the waters were serene.
We have your king! Message shouted, and Lady of the Night murmured, That is not the way to call.
We must show that we are worthy to serve King Arthur, or he will not come at all.
Lady of the Night looked down below and said, Woman to Woman, only we can save mankind.
Lady of the Lake rose up with Excalibur from the waters and said, That is what I can stand behind.
Put Excalibur into his hands, and he will soon awake from his slept slumber.
I am glad someone came after all these years, his death was a bad summer.
Message and Lady of the Night tried to put Excalibur into Arthur’s hands, but it would not grab.
Message finally cried out, I have an idea, and placed the blade into his fingers, hoping it would scab.
Arthur came to live and coughed, he looked at his blade and said, Caliburn is forever mine.
Message and Lady of the Night looked at each other smiling because they knew it was time.
They told Arthur he was The Templarist Project, the one who could **** Achilles with Excalibur.
Arthur said, Woe to this Achilles, I will deal with him justly as the one fated to **** him as a challenger.

Achilles came out of the ground and quickly shook off the dirt.
He thought to himself, These puny Trojans are in for a world of hurt.
I would have finished the job but I died, and the difference is telling.
Achilles laughed to himself, And their history books say the Trojan War was about Helen.
My son, My son, Achilles heard the voice of Vibrate in his head as he did in the past.
Who are you, asked a soldier holding a gun, as Achilles stood there steadfast.
Are you a Trojan, Achilles asked as he cocked his head to one side.
I am American, the soldier said as he felt uncomfortable as he replied.
Achilles growled, You fought with Troy and left alive, but your time to die is now.
The soldier fired his gun but all the bullets bounced off, and the soldier asked How?
Achilles said, You cannot **** who already died in this war, but I can **** those who cannot survive it.
Achilles pushed their shoulders together so that they touched and crossed. the soldier fell down split.
Achilles then saw a mass of American troops pointing guns and artillery at his face.
He laughed and said in a bellow, Today you will be known both as casualties and a national disgrace.

Message and The Alliance Project came to his condo, and The Alliance Project turned on the T.V
He was glad that Message and him were able to talk and hang out so freely.
Suddenly there was a breaking alert on the news, that a man has killed American servicemen.
He could not be killed by artillery and missiles, so these weapons were all worthless then.
Message said, We have to get him now, and The Alliance Project protested, But we just got here.
Message grabbed him by the arm and said, I have a lot of emotions and all of them is not fear.
The Alliance Project pushed his watch and the Isotrain Mechanism came in front.
Message ran to the Isotrain Mechanism and The Alliance Project called out, Wait for me, ***.
The Isotrain Mechanism was headed to Achilles, because he had forced her hand.
Then Message piped up and said, So there is something that I still do not understand.
There are three projects with three blades, where is the Templarite Project with his blade?
Maxus, the automatic intercom said, His name is Arthur, and he is in Avalon sleeping and laid.
He is to come to protect, when the people need him the most to save their fate.
Because Excalibur is the third blade, but it was taken back by the Lady of the Lake.

The Alliance Project and Message got there and a general said, Stand down we can handle him.
Message yelled, All those dead bodies beg to differ, just imagine all those flags needed to bury them!
The general shook his head and said, In all my years of combat, I have never seen anyone this strong.
The Alliance Project replied, Step aside General, you will not have to see him for long.
The soldiers parted ways, and The Alliance Project and Message approached Achilles.
Message turned up her nose at him and said disdainfully, You smell filthy.
Achilles roared and replied, You smell like a concubine that use to be in my palace.
Message got goosebumps at the way he said it with such malice.
The Alliance Project said, Your reign of terror is over, and Achilles said I bring no rain.
Just misery and destruction, and those who survive will know nothing but pain.

The Alliance Project and Achilles fought, and The Alliance Project was forced back.
Message said, Lay your hands off of him, and put the Winged Fire Lance for her attack.
Achilles stepped back and said, That is my spear I used to **** Trojans, give it to me.
Message retorted, Well it’s mine now, and if you want it, come fight me.
Achilles fought Message, and she did worse than the Alliance Project.
Defeat looked to be inevitable because victory was not a prospect.
Message used the Celestial saber to stab Achilles in the chest, he just grinned.
Message stepped back and wondered what kind of fight they were in.
Suddenly an arrow traveled through the air, and hit Achilles in his heel.
The Alliance Project and Message looked up at who could aim with such skill.
It was Lady of the Night on the hill, seated in a wheelchair with a bow.
The only problem was, Achilles did not fall down dead down below.
He laughed and said, It’s painful, but I’ll live, Do you really think this would make me die.
The Alliance Project, Message, and Lady of the Night did not know how to reply.
The Achilles heel story is for children, you should know that my demise is more than a foot wound.
Nothing did **** me but betrayal, but you fools listened to fairytales and you assumed.
Lady of the Night retracted the wheelchair into her back and stood up, ready for war.
Against an enemy who might just be unstoppable, such power has never been seen before.

The Alliance Project raised an eyebrow and said, I have heard of him before.
But I thought he was killed by Paris in the mythological Trojan War
They used a bow, and he was hit in the heel and fell down dead and simple.
I remember I hurt my heel once but I survived, so much for him being invincible.
Message looked at him and continued, He was to get the Parisia Bow that slayed.
Lady of the Night and Breastplate-Bearer looked at each other the same time dismayed.
The Covenantial Project chimed in, He is the son of Vibrate, who was also known as Thetis.
Feces? Asked The Alliance Project, No Thetis, the one who got the remains of Achilles
She vowed that any lifeform who would do this was only worthy of death.
And since Troy was gone, Thetis said that no one could survive who had breath.
Message and Lady of the Night stood there were mouths open, astounded.
The Covenantial Project said, She was given the powers of Vibrate by the Founded.
She then set up the Council of the Faceless Tongues, and made an alliance with Drozen.
But watching them do all of this was a supreme entity called the Committee of the Chosen.

Lady of the Night asked, So what do we do now, and The Covenantial Project said.
We must get that bow to shoot Achilles in his heel, so that we can **** him dead.
His heel is his weak spot, but also he is looking for Hepastionite armor to wear.
But this armor causes madness after a while, because the strength is too much to bear.
The Alliance Project said, Then we must split up, and make sure not to confront Achilles until necessary.
Because if we try to take on Achilles without our full strength, he would get the best of we.
Message said, There is one more thing we need to get, and that is the Myrimidon Helmet.
This Helmet gives the wearer war-vision, and makes him invincible in combat.
The Dragon-Power then spoke as a whole, The resources of the Federation are at your disposal.
Because our brethren dinosaurs are not alive to see this because of Vibrate, they are all fossils.
Lady of the Night took her Nike sling and said, I will get the bow and act as the marksman.
You two lovers get the rest of the other stuff, we should start moving and stop talking.
They set out to find the weapons, which were a needle in a needle stack.

Breastplate-Bearer asked Message, do you measure your life by human years or dog ones?
She shot him a look that told him and everyone else in the room that she was the wrong one.
They walked out of the door of the Arurian Tower, and Message and the Alliance Project left.
The Covenantial Project went to communicate with the rest of the Federation with his heft.
The Alliance Project said, It’s getting late, so we can search tomorrow, today we play basketball.
Message jumped up and down and said, Oh goodie! I bet I can put baskets inside of them all.
The Alliance Project suppressed a smile as they came to the court, and gave Message the rock.
Message kept shooting and missing and The Alliance Project called out in his talk
You’re supposed to shoot as if you want to make it, as Message ran after her shot.
Message held the ball out with her hands and said You take it, This basket hates me a lot.
The Alliance Project took the basketball and shot it, all of his shots were swish.
Message looked at him with her mouth open, as The Alliance Project did not miss.
He said, I used to play college basketball, and I still play pick-up games without defeat.
We can play one-on one to 11, and I will school you on how to play basketball in these streets
Message tried to play defense, but her stance was all wrong and one time she got crossed.
The Alliance Project scored 5 baskets in a row, and she looked very lost.
Suddenly she smiled, and then as he got the ball to shoot she got close.
The Alliance Project looked into her eyes, and suddenly he froze.
Message stole the ball and went in for a lay-up and threw the ball in the air.
She raised her hands in frustration and said, You win! I cant make it and I don’t care.
The Alliance Project got the ball and said, It’s ok, we can call it a tie.
We are all good at certain things, you might be good at,,, at,,, Then he sighed.
Good at what?, She demanded, as she approached him like it was a march.
The Alliance Project stepped back and said, Good at having the keys to my heart.

Vibrate walked in front of the Schimita people who were too terrified to speak.
And taunted, So this is the meager price I get for a Federation defeat.
Vibrate stepped back, and the Schmita people began to run.
As the sky darkened because she had killed off their sun.
Vibrate levitated on high and shouted, Ground swallow!
For those Schmita people foolish to stay, there was no tomorrow.
The ground opened it mouth and the people fell screaming into it.
Then shut tight, as Vibrate calmly flew away admiring their lack of grit.
Vibrate prepared her forces for the Earth’s invasion to conquer.
She told the Netherbeasts that This killing was not too high a price for honor.
She found a Federation Mechanism and said, Those fools they gave me their weapon to destroy.
Nihilist told her that her forces were ready to leave when they could be deployed.
Vibrate gave the order, and Nihilist boarded the Mechanism with her Netherbeasts.
While Vibrate looked back at Schmita and said, Achilles my son, you will soon be free.

Message sat in silence as the Isotrain Mechanism approached the Federation headquarters.
She fumed, I can’t believe we were forced to retreat because some people did not have water.
The Alliance Project intervened, We need water to survive, and besides now we have our strength.
It is better to fight Vibrate here than to be chasing her up and down the universe’s length.
The Covenantial Project intoned, I sense that Vibrate is moving with her forces towards us.
So to get to Earth quickly and set up a defensive perimeter is an absolute must.
Otherwise she is too strong, and we would be quickly defeated and overrun.
And as her victory prize, she will absorb the powers of the Earth’s sun.
Message held up Gartillery’s eye-shooter and said, But what about this Eclipse visor.
It can block off Vibrate’s energy and harness the power of the sun and surprise her.
I should wear it because I am the Dahomeyian Ruler, so this prize is mine.
The Alliance Project shook his head laughing and said, You can’t handle looking at sunshine.
Give the Eclipse Visor to the Covenantial Project, so that he may finish what he could not pursue.
His eyes can stare at the sun without blinking and we all know what your eyes do.

Message handed the Eclipse visor to The Covenantial Project in a huff, and then sat.
The Covenantial Project said, This visor also tells me where Vibrate is headed at.
She is trying to isolate the planet Earth, by using a life-hopping strategy.
I will summon the rest of the Federation to fall back and come to Earth to come join me.
The Covenantial Project pushed a button on the visor, and sent out a message to all parts of the galaxy.
It simply said, A force is arriving for your planet that had been there before time.
Come to Earth to join the Federation in this fight, we leave no one behind.
He then shut off the visor and sat down in his seat, while Message looked out the window.
None of them realized that someone had been listening to them on the low.
Nihilist shut off the intercom system and said, They are amassing forces toward the Earth-rock.
Vibrate nodded and said, As they leave we will pick them off after we freeze them with the Anvillic lock.
Nihilist jumped up and down and said, I love the way you think my queen, but what about the Federation?
Vibrate replied, I will give them all to think about when my son Achilles arises to give his presentation.
I will lock down the Earth so that no one on it can leave the Earth or come in.
Then Achilles will start the slaughter of mankind, and I will soon join him.
But all those who are going to Earth are fools, they will never arrive.
Because when I finish with the Federation, the wounded would wish they would not survive.

The Isotrain Mechanism arrives at the Arurian Tower, and The Alliance Project meets Lady of the Night.
She has a prosthetic leg because her injuries were very severe, but she said, I am ready for this fight.
Message snorted and said, What are you going to do, roll over them with your wheelchair?
Lady of the Night stood up and said, No I will **** them all off, because my fighting ability is still here.
Breastplate-Bearer ran up to The Alliance Project and said, We have detected seismic activity hard
It almost has vengeful emotions, and we don’t know if it is nature or an act of god.
It is the anger of a demi-god, Message said as the others looked on her in shock.
Because Achilles is coming to meet us, and I’m guessing that he doesn’t want to talk.

Message whispered to Dragon-Man, The Battle of Paldon has begun.
And we will not leave this field until we are carried off dead or we won.
Dragon-Man nodded grimly and fitted the Altroid greaves on his legs and arms.
Then put the Galvatar scabbard to his waist, it promised to protect from harm.
Vibrate called out, Your toy armor will not save from my devices, I will end you.
Your little lover who is by your side will watch you die and then she will get it too.
Message pursed her lips in anger, and suddenly ran out and screamed, Vibrate is mine!
Dragon-Man called out, No that is not the plan, and then he shouted, Leave no one behind!
Vibrate tried to get the very ground under them to swallow them in a delicious feast.
But something happened such that the ground did not respond, and Vibrate cursed.

A large being with arms and weapons attached came from the back and starting to shoot
Who is that, Dragon-Man asked, and Dialect said, That is Gartillery, the Master ****** Recruit.
The Covenantial Project moved forward and said, Dragon-Man, cover me on this attack.
And make sure to bury my body by the stars I failed to protect, if I do not come back.
Dragon-Man converted the Abyss Sword to Fireweapon Mode, and kept up fire.
But none of them could pierce Gartillery’s hide, so the situation looked dire.
Vibrate called out, Gartillery, stop messing with Projects and come to **** a ruler.
This is why I brought you into this game as a first person shooter.
Gartillery turned around and with his Eclipse visor fired at Message’s chest-ment.
Message was hit and then thrown down, she struggled to get up from that hit.
Gartillery then marched across the field to where Message was and put his foot on her back.
Message could not get up and she was cursing as she tried to press her watch for the attack.
Suddenly the Eclipse Visor fell off, as The Covenantial Project has used his Scythe to swipe.
Vibrate taunted, Project, I did not know that you were the near-sighted type!
Dragon-Man then leapt up and converted his Abyss Sword to Sword mode.

He joined the Covenantial Project with swords drawn, as Gartillery turned around.
Gartilllery **** them all, Vibrate shouted as he pointed all of the weapons of his body down below.
He was about to fire when Dragon-Man turned his Abyss Sword into javelin mode to throw.
Dragon-Man timed it so that as Gartillery was about to fire, the Abyss Sword entered the barrel.
It ignited the ammunition and blew Gartillery up, spraying them down below with Gartillery’s apparel.
Dragon-Man and The Covenantial Project fought on, while Message carried on despite her wounds.
But it became evident that if the Federation did not retreat, then they would all be doomed.
The Hydration Hookdowns could not attach properly, and they would run out of water.
The Alliance Project made the decision to retreat and evacuate the planet to Earth’s borders.

Vibrate can have this barren lifeless rock, but we must live to fight another day.
Message protested saying that there has to be another and better way.
The only other option is for all of us to die, and then Vibrate will **** off Earth.
The Alliance Project said to Message, and such a sacrifice is of useless worth.
Message shook her head but she went on the Isotrain Mechanism, she was part of the rear guard.
While The Covenantial Project and The Alliance Project guided the people to safety through the hard.
Some people refused to leave, saying that Vibrate would treat them well and they did not hate her.
The Alliance Project left them shaking his head, but had a tear because he knew Vibrate’s nature.
Finally everyone was on the ships, and the Federation took off to get on the home planet rest.
Vibrate stood on Schimita and declared victory, and that her forces would attack Earth next.
In the Elysian Fields a man is muttering that Troy must be destroyed because the mission is not done.
In front of men who are confused because they are dead and besides, they thought that they won.

What if the Sunken Place is not what we think.
Or where we think
The people we support lead us to it.
But we think it is a fairytale relationship.
It is a fairytale, after all
To think we can support so much for so little in return
And keep on supporting
Politicians come to us in our houses of worship with black voices.
This is God’s house, show some respect.
You don’t use that voice to speak to the Big Man upstairs
When you talk about your concerns.
I’m sure that voice hurts your throat
Because it really aggravates my ears.

But why do we fall for it, every time.
After all it is called the Sunken Place not Sesame Place.
Because in this Sunken Place we don’t want to leave
We bark at people who tell us
That where we are at isn’t living.
Demonize them
Until people look upon us with a smile.
Yes, Yes, divide and conquer.
But we don’t overcome.
We ignore the past.
Because before the Sunken Place was the Underground Railroad.
But now there is no light at the end of the tunnel.
Only another train
To take us to the Sunken Place.
And if we cannot conduct ourselves
We wont even get there because we are off-track.

God is recording us, I'm sure it must be with an Iphone.
I'm wondering why some try to reach for thy throne.
We don’t just do an outcry, we cry groans.
But he came to give us an instant message, not just with text.
Even though the text is the Word of the Lamb, so I am blessed
Because this isn’t Facebook but my face is in God's book, I got next.
My selfie existed before time, I was wealthy in His mind.
Because the intelligence in me is healthy by design.
So under my status, God simply says I am delivered.
And to share it with the world, because he made me a giver.

She said I don’t know what to do
I don’t think I can make it.
Maybe I should just give up
I told her
On this day is the beginning of the end.
We who inhabit this consecrated place at the rising of the sun
Are a remnant, a brave remnant, for a fate we never chose
Although we are chosen
So we can enter a profession to always serve.

We remnant, this only remnant, we must persevere
Because we who go to the throne-room of seats for this exam
Seating King Arthur never beheld by rounded tables in all his days of chivalry
Shall all be brethren, whose collective tears shall make triumphant waters.
One day we dare to dream to sign our names
With new tears in our eyes
With new smiles on our lips
That the passage of time and test could not scrape off.
The joy in all is everlasting
If we cannot speak others will utter pronouncements on our behalf
And esquire is now our last name
Because strength was our first prerogative

Those who whispered forsaken words behind our faces
Will now not look us in our eye
Because then they will see themselves.
And consider themselves lacking.
Because what they said we could not do.
Happened on this day of our reckoning
Admittance day

When we wake again
Our profession will deem us welcomed.
On this last requirement. an action so lowly as a signature
Grasped by fingers shaky but not shaken.
That scribble is blessed
Because we would have toiled this examination season.
And at the end we cannot  be considered wanting
But wanted.
She wiped a tear from her eye and said, Thanks I needed to hear that.
Then we got to work.

In life, I do not have haters
I would rather call them commentators.
Because the refuse to step up and become debaters.
Criticizing me must be the new flavor.
Because they cant get me out of their mouth to savor.
Don’t they recognize I can be the world’s savior.
That is why my skin is the color of Darth Vader.
But I am not their father, they are orphan baiters.
That is why I have to cut them off with this razor.

Dragon-Man watched in horror as Vibrate readied her soldiers for war.
Such a force of arms was so formidable Dragon-Man had not seen before.
Suddenly Vibrate sniffed the air and said, I smell the hired gun of Dragon-Power.
Bring him to me alive so I can show him the destruction that is ours.
Dragon-Man prepared to teleport and Dialect grabbed his arm saying, We have to draw them out.
Here come with me, I can set up a perimeter and this is the best route.
They went through the forest, and Dragon-Man was holding his sore arm.
Hoping that Dialect was correct, and that his plan would prevent more harm.
Suddenly Dialect turned and said, Give me your Abyss Sword, it talks to her essence.
We can use it to send Vibrate an unforgivable and unforgettable message.
Dragon-Man stuck the Abyss Sword in the ground, and suddenly they could see through Vibrate’s eyes.
Dragon-Man was shocked at the pure evil coming from Vibrate’s life-force, she wanted only demise.

This is our last stand, Dialect murmured, and Dragon-Man urged, So we should go back to the others.
Dialect nodded and said, We must tell the Covenantial Project because he is Vibrate’s brother.
That thing has a sibling?! Dragon-Man asked in horror, They were a part of the Infinite Order
They were all in charge of the Manifest Blades, which were the Abyss, Templar, and Trifecta Swords.
Tyrus Animus reigned over all as the Chieftain Caesar of the Project Overlord.
The Covenantial Project was supposed to **** Vibrate but he failed so the Abyss Sword rejected him.
The Order broke up, because then the Covenantial Project was unworthy to fight Vibrate then.
Vibrate escaped, and Tyrus Animus told the Covenantial Project there was one way to redeem.
There must be a Federation formed with the Dragon-Power to battle Vibrate’s schemes.
Then the Abyss Sword went down to the Earth and the Dragon-Power examined its contents.
And used the Midas Template to make the Federation Weapons with their last disembodiment.
Dragon-Man was shocked, because this was the origin of the Federation.
But he dare not ask how Vibrate was related to Shark-Devil and Drozen.
Dialect took the Abyss Sword out of the ground and said, You are a part of this Order now.
Because you were not just chosen to be the Alliance Project to take Vibrate’s place, you were endowed.
So kneel before a former Faceless Tongue, and accept your incoming destiny first.
Dragon-Man accepted this sword with gratitude, knowing he would save this universe.

Vibrate angrily shook her head and said, Someone is tampering with my sight in my head.
Whoever is so insolent to use tricks to do this, I want him and his world dead.
Dragon-Man took the Abyss Sword, touched it and got back to Message and the rest.
He stood there gasping, as the Intellic Armor covered his being right through to his chest.
The Abyss Sword also transformed, and had a javelin, blade, and fireweapon capability.
It was just the sort of instrument to play Vibrate’s demise and do it readily.
Where is the Chietain Caesar, Dragon-Man asked, and Message asked, We don’t even know he exists.
But if he does we would badly need him for a fight on a godforsaken rock like this.
The Covenantial Project lowered his head, knowing he failed where Dragon-Man had prevailed.
But as a fellow member of Project Overlord, he had to help Dragon-Man in this tale.
Suddenly Dialect said, I hear something, it is the voice of evil that creeps in the shadows.
Message shouted to the Federation behind her, Brave manpeople, get ready for battle!
The Federation readied its Mechanisms for firing on who would dare invade.
The Covenantial Project and the Alliance Project each stepped forward with their blade.
The Covenantial Project wielded the Doctrinian Scythe that was ready made.
Suddenly Vibrate appeared to him in the midst and said, I was brought here by your bloodthirst.
And The Covenantial Project you cannot beat me, because you are cursed.
The Alliance Project shouted, Come down and fight us, or else hold your peace.
Vibrate walked in front of The Alliance Project and said, I have always wanted to see a Project deceased.
Suddenly her footsoldiers arrived, but they were shot down by the Federation Missiles.
Message looked grim in the face, and when Dialect raised his hand it became a crystal.
She raised the Celestial Blade Saber and Winged Fire-Lance to cut it off, as Dialect let out a cry.
He sank to his knees and Vibrate called out, I told you that who was in my head would have to die.
The Alliance Project switched his Abyss Sword to Javelin Mode, and threw it into Vibrate’s eye.
The crystals on Dialect’s hand broke, and he breathed a sigh of relief.
But the Battle of Paldon was upon them, one that they might not be able to leave.

My enemies are perished.
At least that is what I like to tell myself.
I look around
And where I am at I see no one there.
Just images I revere.
Because my idols sit on the altar.
I prefer the term role models.
But the righteous pointing fingers say it is an idol.
I protest that I put them there myself.
This is the idol of every ism that man lifted up holy hands to worship.
So that must mean my enemies are gone forever?
They must be gone, forever.
Otherwise there is no ism I was calling on before that can save me.
Because if they are not hiding, that means I should be.
I would need more than an ism.
I would need more than an idol on an altar.
I would need HIM.
I should call on the name of Jesus Christ.
But in reverence, not as an expletive.
So that I would not need an idol.
And I can sit in the presence of my enemies.

You was supposed to be by my side, and the tattoo in my right chest.
Because I knew I was meant to be forever beside your likeness.
But as the artist held it high, I said to hold off the needle
This type of names was not meant to be engraved on me who were certain people.
How could I make something permanent, when the only thing that stayed was pain.
And I would go through more discomfort putting her name for no gain.
So save that needle for someone who needs it, I am not a ******.
And hold off that needle for a patient, my right chest isn’t hungry.
You can put her name on with a needle, but you need to take it off with lasers.
Between the cost of putting it on and taking it off, it is not worth the labor.

I felt the heat, but I was afraid to see if it was fire
Because looking at you was like viewing the first plane across the sky.
This brother is hoping that no one takes him off this high spot
Because I am in a place I have not been to before.
I hope this situation holds up
I pray I do not fall
Because there is nowhere to go in my life but down.
They must have told that brother, use a balloon.
It is what is there.
Like they told me I should be happy just to be friends
Because you are already there.
But just as the wright brothers had to try.
I, as the right brother, had to at least attempt.
I am glad I was successful.
So we can be fly together.
And change the world forever.

Chapter 1- The Saga of the Dragon-Power and Federation Battlefare
Stanza 1-Lady of the Night
You’re such a parcel, but not much of a marvel, you lack a price
But that is good because now we have the Oathed Sacrifice!
Such was the words when Dragon-Man stood before his main foe.
He dare not think what types of devices Drent had for pain though.
Dragon-man was taken off the Lynxian Road and it was a horror soon.
I was watching with my cousins one of the last of the Saturday morning cartoons.
My cousins watched for more, I had already seen it all twenty years before.
I was just shocked that they would show Dragon-Man to Generation Y
Dragon-Man looked to me now like one of those ventilation guys.
I could see Dragon-Man smiling, and I knew exactly what that smile meant.
Because he needed the Composi crossbow, and he could only get it from vile Drent.
The arrows were like missiles that sought out and broke down the body.
It was the type of weapon so strong, it was almost ungodly.

The Abyss-Sword, tell me what does it feel like to be killed by your own weapon.
Dragon-Man replied with a smirk, I don’t know you tell me, and got to steppin.
He reached for the Composi crossbow, but it was snatched away by a Brackti Guard.
**** him with the full arsenal we have, and make sure his death is especially hard.
It is amazing that Dragon-Man could withstand such an onslaught.
He cannot stand up against it for long, with such brawn brought.
Some of the firepower gets close, Dragon-Man might not survive for long.
What manner of man can withstand such a powerful throng?
Suddenly, there is a noise, and all of the Brackti Guard fall dead.
Drent you might have to sacrifice yourself, said a voice that they all dread.
Beside all of them were gleaming bullets, which had a hole in them but were filled with lead.
It was the Lady of the Night, who came in with the Nike sling.
This weaponry was fierce and devoured enemies and their everything.
It also  made a hellish noise when it fired Byzantine bullets, nothing could stand in its path.
Drent suddenly disappeared because with the both of them, his death would be the aftermath.
You forgot your cross-bow, she said as she gave it to him with a smile.
What took you so long, Dragon-Man asked, I was waiting all this while.
You forget it takes long to reach you when you put yourself in trouble.
At least be happy I turned the Brackti Guard into pebbles of rubble.
Dragon-Man looked at the Composti cross-bow and this was good weaponry.
If he saw Drent it would be the last time Drent ever stepped to he.
Let’s go, I got the Paroah chariot, there is no time to waste here.
Drent probably went back to regroup inside of his lair.
Dragon-Man climbed inside the chariot and said “I will drive.
The Lady of the Night replied, I got it, because I want to survive.
They drove the chariot away, and Dragon-Man got back to his place
Little did he know that waiting for him was a criminal court case.

Stanza 2-Dragon-Man’s Advocate
Dragon-Man went back to his home, he did not have a chance
To take back from Shark-Devil the Winged- Fire-Lance.
The next day, he got dressed and went to the building.
They say work is supposed to be the epitome of fulfillment.
See, Dragon-Man’s alter-ego was Jonathan Maine, Esquire.
This is what he would do if he ever had to retire.
But when he got to his desk, there were police all around.
Who told him to get down on the floor and put hands on the ground.
Jonathan never thought this would happen, a lawyer needs an advocate.
He was mad as **** but knew that he had to sit because he was bad at it.
Jonathan was brought to the precinct and placed in a prison cell.
When someone asked what he did Jonathan said I’ll never tell.
Well, well, said a voice and Jonathan instantly knew who it was for dinner.
It was Shark-Devil, also known as Joseph Grant, Police Commissioner.

I’ll let you out if you will work for me, Joseph Grant said with a’
smirk.                                                                                              
Jonathan sneered, Two wrongs don’t make a right so that would not work.
Well then, I guess your days of being Dragon-Man are over and done.
When I am through with you, only in your dreams will you see the sun.
Don’t’ I get a phone call, I know my rights and I know you know them as well.
Shark-Devil tossed him a cell phone and said, Tell them you are going to hell!
Jonathan picked up the phone and said, Now we have Shark-Devil where we want him.
The only problem is the court case, and to get the Winged Fire Lance from Shark-Devil
They accused me of assault, false pretenses and 4 counts of conspiracy and embezzlement.
In came Shark-Devil, holding the Winged Fire-Lance with evil in his eye
So isn’t it ironic that the Fire-Lance you so desperately wanted will make you die.
No need to go before a judge to say that you will not testify, I’m not that kind of guy.
Drent was an idiot, his powers were almost abysmal and worthless.
I needed something  good who would serve my every purpose.
Jonathan looked at the Fire-Lance, it was so hot and the blade was double-edged.
He knew I had to do something quick, or else he was in trouble drenched.

That’s not irony it’s a paradox, Jonathan shouted as I fumbled with my watch.
Jonathan pressed a button and the Abyss Sword came into his hand to launch.
So now we will battle in jail, Shark-Devil sneered as he changed into his form.
That is no big deal to Dragon-Man because that was where he was born.
The Fire-Lance was a marvelous weapon, good for melee or to throw.
But it was not as good as the Abyss-Sword at the brute hacking blow.
Suddenly Dragon-Man gave Shark-Devil a mighty swing, and he fell down.
This is not the last thing you have seen me, Shark-Devil said as he left town.

Dragon-Man pressed his watch, and now he was Jonathan Maine, scarred.
But now he would have to answer to the disciplinary board to not get disbarred.
He picked up the Winged Fire Lance, and that now made his weapons and arsenal.
The Fire-Lance belongs to those who can use it, and use it then well.
Now the lawyer needs a lawyer, Jonathan said with a sigh.
One of the prisoners said to him, I think I know a guy.
Jonathan picked up the phone, the one call did not now apply
The voice on the other end said, Don’t worry, I’ll get the charges dropped.
Now Jonathan just has to sit until he can make bail and get this trial stopped.

Stanza 3-We Are the Dragon-Power.
The dinosaurs did not die out, the survivors became the Dragon Power.
They left for higher ground in the Arurian Tower.
They worked on the Abyss Sword, Winged Fire Lance, Nike Sling and Composti Bow on their grind.
Because they thought that the power that killed the dinosaurs would come a second time.
To succeed where the first time, they had failed.
But they could not leave the tower, they were jailed.
I, Jonathan Maine, stumbled on the Tower, but the weapons were not there.
That someone malevolent would take them was the worst of my fear.

Suddenly I heard a voice who said, We are the Dragon Power and you are chosen.
To become Dragon-Man, and fight against our enemy called the Drozen.
This adversary is also yours, but our weapons were stolen by various evil.
Now you must go on a journey to get this arsenal back, and save your people.
I asked them why they could not fight, and they said, We do not have a presence.
When the Drozen fired asteroids at Earth, he disembodied our essence.
We could make the weapons, but we could not use these instruments.
But we will give you the power of disembodiment as our influence.
And here is what your people called a watch, it will tap into the power of Dragon.
But do not talk about us, no posts on social media or bragging.
I was astounding, but I was glad to have such nice bling.
Now it was the time to save all of Earth and everything.

The Dragon Power warned, Drozen wants to destroy everything, even the darkness
You will have to fight the evil on Earth, but keep your eyes on the ultimate test.
I took the watch, and pressed it, and instantly I saw the Diablo-Robots
The Dragon said, the power of the sky-animals on Earth was transformed to throw shots.
Because the asteroids contained a powerful source called Warbeuite.
We took some of it and used it to make the weapons to fight for good and right.
I just had one more question, how do you speak English so fluently?
People would walk by our tower and have conversations beside the tower’s sea.
I took the watch and pressed another button, and suddenly I was at home.
Out in the day, unbeknownst to me, a powerful being was getting off his throne.

Set a course toward Earth, he said, because this earthling will ruin my plan.
I am going to finish now what I should have done in the beginning.
Master Drozen, we are on our way, the Diablo-Robot said with glee.
Little did I know the strongest force in the universe was coming to fight me.

Stanza 4- The Council of the Faceless Tongues.
Drozen stood before the Council of the Faceless Tongues, kneeled before them.
He was the Commander of the Numberless Clans, and knew his superiors.
The Prefector murmured, you said with great confidence Earth was dealt with.
The Dragon Power and Dragon-man proves that your speech was myth.
Drozen replied, My liege, I was conquering other worlds to isolate the Earth rock.
Because to allege that I cannot subdue little Earth would be the worst talk.
The Prefector sneered, Maybe we need the Legate to acquire this oceaned planet.
And send you to a realm that is more manageable as a colonized hamlet.
Drozen urged, Not at all my Lord, I will make sure that the deed is done.
And by the end of my warmonger, there will be no doubt who has won.
I don’t want any interference, just let me leave and give me clearance
You are the Council of the Faceless Tongues, and I bow to you tyrants.
The Prefector motioned, Very well prepare your Diablo-Robots and go vanquish.
But be warned that if you cannot conquer this Earth rock, you will be banished.
The Drozen left muttering, I must destroy this Dragon Power and Dragon Man.
As the Drozen teleported to the Alieno-Mechanism, he called on the Numberless Clans.
Dragon-Man on Earth felt uneasy, he knew someone was coming in defiance.
But he could not face this threat alone, Dragon-Man knew he would need an alliance.
The Dragon Power told Dragon-Man, we must start to  form the Federation.
Drozen is on his way, and is coming to destroy by annihilation.
Stanza-The Gloryless Cause
As Dragon-Man he knew he had to find the Lady of the Night
Because she would vital for the Federation’s ultimate fight.
The only problem was that Dragon-Man did not know where to locate her.
He went to his house and thought, The search can continue later.
Suddenly the light turned on, and the Lady of the Night was there frowning.
So you would be in this fight without me after I rescued you, she said hounding.
Dragon-Man looked closer and saw that she was only clowning.
You know that I could not fight without you, Dragon-Man said with a grin.
And the best part is, you already are armed with your own weapon.
Lady of the Night observed, But there are two other weapons, and you have one hand.
Dragon-Man replied, I will recruit others for this Gloryless Cause but I will be in command.
Because this Gloryless cause needs the Oathed Sacrifice to fight.

I'll take on this burden to save, Drozen wants to put out the light.
Lady of the Night said, We can use the Paroah chariot as our battlecraft ride.
Dragon-Man wondered how the Paroah chariot would work with a fighting team inside.
Suddenly they were in the Dragon Tower, and the Dragon Power said we have to say.
That your collective powers together form the Nova Knighthood Way.
The Federation is made up of various Knighthoods to fight against this dire day.
The powers you have now are not enough to fight Drozen in his quest.
So we decided to fashion together a team that would have power to contest.      

Dragon-Man, you will be the Alpha Knight, and pilot the Isotrain Mechanism.
Lady of the Night, your power is the Beta Knight, you will be in charge of the Gem Prism.
But what about the rest of us, Dragon-Man asked the Dragon-Power with surprise.
You must search for them, and remember, you cannot rely on just your eyes.
Dragon-Man woke up in his room, and sighed because he had a hearing.
It was at the end of the day, so when he went to work he knew Joe  would be jeering.
As Dragon-Man drove to work, he thought that he had forgot something.
Little did he know that an entity was not there, but it was coming.

Stanza 5-I will bring the War to Drozen
Dragon-Man took the letter from the mailbox and opened it.
When he saw who wrote it, he gasped and had a fit.
It was Drozen, who said I will bring to you The War
On a level your Earthlings have never known before.
You might have the Isotrain Mechanism but I have a machine
No use trying to wake up, because this is not a dream.
Dragon-Man crumpled the letter up and threw it away.
He knew that he had to be ready to fight right now today.
He contacted Lady of the Night on his Galvalar watch.
And told her to get here as soon as possible to this spot.
She came and Dragon-Man prepared to get the Isotrain Mechanism.
Lady of the Night protested, The rest of the team isn’t here or risen.
I hope you would get reinforcements and rethink your decision.
Dragon-Man said, With the Isotrain Mechanism, I will take the war to he
Search for Drozen across the worlds and bring battle to make us free.
The Iso-train Mechanism came, Dragon-Man put the Abyss Sword in the Damocles Stone.
It roared to life, and Dragon-Man proclaimed, Drozen would wish he left us alone!
Lady of the Night parked her Paroah Chariot in it, and now they were ready.
With the Isotrain Mechanism and the Nova Knighthood, the Federation is deadly.
Lady of the Night took the Elysian Scabbard, this would help to ward off injury.
They searched the skies with the Spacecraft scope, looking for their enemy.
Suddenly Lady of the Night screamed, Look at that light headed right towards us.
Dragon-Man turned on the Isotrain Mechanism and said, Engage Supernova rockets full ******!
Drozen and Dragon-Man are on a collision course, the universe will bear this battle’s brunt.
Little did Dragon-Man know, one of the Dragon Power was working for the Faceless Tongues.

Stanza 6- When our Paths Cross Again, Drozen will meet the Hades-Grasp.
The Isotrain Mechanism was getting ready to go take flight.
When a voice cried out, Don’t leave yet you need me for this fight.
Who are you, Lady of the Night cried, and how do I know I can trust?
What about me, Dragon-Man protested, and Lady of the Night said it’s not you it’s us.
I am the Breastplate-Bearer and it is my life’s fulfillment to be the Delta Knight too.
Because Drozen is coming after all of us and what we love, it is not just you.
I carry the Breastplates for all the Knights of the Federation to carry.
So we must be going on our way soon, we cannot stop or tarry.
Because The War will be the event that will define our generation.
And it for this reason that we are all warrior-soldiers in this Federation.

Dragon-Man said, You speak like one who knows war and does skirmish
Bring the Breastplates to the Isotrain Mechanism so it can be furnished.
Breastplate-Bearer also said, I have a Space-craft Vehicle ready to conquer.
Dragon Man replied, We fight to win, but we carry the battle with honor.
You can handle the Lifeforce-Seeking Missiles as your job on the team.
Suddenly Lady of the Night let out a primal, unladylike hell-scream.

A woman was lying on the ground, and she looked so close to becoming a vegetable.
We need to rebuild her, said Breastplate-Bearer, because she looks so dead and still.
There is no time for chivalry, warned Dragon-Man, and she is too delicate to dismantle.
Lady of th

Chapter 1- The Saga of the Dragon-Power and Federation Battlefare
Stanza 1-Lady of the Night
You’re such a parcel, but not much of a marvel, you lack a price
But that is good because now we have the Oathed Sacrifice!
Such was the words when Dragon-Man stood before his main foe.
He dare not think what types of devices Drent had for pain though.
Dragon-man was taken off the Lynxian Road and it was a horror soon.
I was watching with my cousins one of the last of the Saturday morning cartoons.
My cousins watched for more, I had already seen it all twenty years before.
I was just shocked that they would show Dragon-Man to Generation Y
Dragon-Man looked to me now like one of those ventilation guys.
I could see Dragon-Man smiling, and I knew exactly what that smile meant.
Because he needed the Composi crossbow, and he could only get it from vile Drent.
The arrows were like missiles that sought out and broke down the body.
It was the type of weapon so strong, it was almost ungodly.

The Abyss-Sword, tell me what does it feel like to be killed by your own weapon.
Dragon-Man replied with a smirk, I don’t know you tell me, and got to steppin.
He reached for the Composi crossbow, but it was snatched away by a Brackti Guard.
**** him with the full arsenal we have, and make sure his death is especially hard.
It is amazing that Dragon-Man could withstand such an onslaught.
He cannot stand up against it for long, with such brawn brought.
Some of the firepower gets close, Dragon-Man might not survive for long.
What manner of man can withstand such a powerful throng?
Suddenly, there is a noise, and all of the Brackti Guard fall dead.
Drent you might have to sacrifice yourself, said a voice that they all dread.
Beside all of them were gleaming bullets, which had a hole in them but were filled with lead.
It was the Lady of the Night, who came in with the Nike sling.
This weaponry was fierce and devoured enemies and their everything.
It also  made a hellish noise when it fired Byzantine bullets, nothing could stand in its path.
Drent suddenly disappeared because with the both of them, his death would be the aftermath.
You forgot your cross-bow, she said as she gave it to him with a smile.
What took you so long, Dragon-Man asked, I was waiting all this while.
You forget it takes long to reach you when you put yourself in trouble.
At least be happy I turned the Brackti Guard into pebbles of rubble.
Dragon-Man looked at the Composti cross-bow and this was good weaponry.
If he saw Drent it would be the last time Drent ever stepped to he.
Let’s go, I got the Paroah chariot, there is no time to waste here.
Drent probably went back to regroup inside of his lair.
Dragon-Man climbed inside the chariot and said “I will drive.
The Lady of the Night replied, I got it, because I want to survive.
They drove the chariot away, and Dragon-Man got back to his place
Little did he know that waiting for him was a criminal court case.

Stanza 2-Dragon-Man’s Advocate
Dragon-Man went back to his home, he did not have a chance
To take back from Shark-Devil the Winged- Fire-Lance.
The next day, he got dressed and went to the building.
They say work is supposed to be the epitome of fulfillment.
See, Dragon-Man’s alter-ego was Jonathan Maine, Esquire.
This is what he would do if he ever had to retire.
But when he got to his desk, there were police all around.
Who told him to get down on the floor and put hands on the ground.
Jonathan never thought this would happen, a lawyer needs an advocate.
He was mad as **** but knew that he had to sit because he was bad at it.
Jonathan was brought to the precinct and placed in a prison cell.
When someone asked what he did Jonathan said I’ll never tell.
Well, well, said a voice and Jonathan instantly knew who it was for dinner.
It was Shark-Devil, also known as Joseph Grant, Police Commissioner.

I’ll let you out if you will work for me, Joseph Grant said with a’
smirk.                                                                                              
Jonathan sneered, Two wrongs don’t make a right so that would not work.
Well then, I guess your days of being Dragon-Man are over and done.
When I am through with you, only in your dreams will you see the sun.
Don’t’ I get a phone call, I know my rights and I know you know them as well.
Shark-Devil tossed him a cell phone and said, Tell them you are going to hell!
Jonathan picked up the phone and said, Now we have Shark-Devil where we want him.
The only problem is the court case, and to get the Winged Fire Lance from Shark-Devil
They accused me of assault, false pretenses and 4 counts of conspiracy and embezzlement.
In came Shark-Devil, holding the Winged Fire-Lance with evil in his eye
So isn’t it ironic that the Fire-Lance you so desperately wanted will make you die.
No need to go before a judge to say that you will not testify, I’m not that kind of guy.
Drent was an idiot, his powers were almost abysmal and worthless.
I needed something  good who would serve my every purpose.
Jonathan looked at the Fire-Lance, it was so hot and the blade was double-edged.
He knew I had to do something quick, or else he was in trouble drenched.

That’s not irony it’s a paradox, Jonathan shouted as I fumbled with my watch.
Jonathan pressed a button and the Abyss Sword came into his hand to launch.
So now we will battle in jail, Shark-Devil sneered as he changed into his form.
That is no big deal to Dragon-Man because that was where he was born.
The Fire-Lance was a marvelous weapon, good for melee or to throw.
But it was not as good as the Abyss-Sword at the brute hacking blow.
Suddenly Dragon-Man gave Shark-Devil a mighty swing, and he fell down.
This is not the last thing you have seen me, Shark-Devil said as he left town.

Dragon-Man pressed his watch, and now he was Jonathan Maine, scarred.
But now he would have to answer to the disciplinary board to not get disbarred.
He picked up the Winged Fire Lance, and that now made his weapons and arsenal.
The Fire-Lance belongs to those who can use it, and use it then well.
Now the lawyer needs a lawyer, Jonathan said with a sigh.
One of the prisoners said to him, I think I know a guy.
Jonathan picked up the phone, the one call did not now apply
The voice on the other end said, Don’t worry, I’ll get the charges dropped.
Now Jonathan just has to sit until he can make bail and get this trial stopped.

Stanza 3-We Are the Dragon-Power.
The dinosaurs did not die out, the survivors became the Dragon Power.
They left for higher ground in the Arurian Tower.
They worked on the Abyss Sword, Winged Fire Lance, Nike Sling and Composti Bow on their grind.
Because they thought that the power that killed the dinosaurs would come a second time.
To succeed where the first time, they had failed.
But they could not leave the tower, they were jailed.
I, Jonathan Maine, stumbled on the Tower, but the weapons were not there.
That someone malevolent would take them was the worst of my fear.

Suddenly I heard a voice who said, We are the Dragon Power and you are chosen.
To become Dragon-Man, and fight against our enemy called the Drozen.
This adversary is also yours, but our weapons were stolen by various evil.
Now you must go on a journey to get this arsenal back, and save your people.
I asked them why they could not fight, and they said, We do not have a presence.
When the Drozen fired asteroids at Earth, he disembodied our essence.
We could make the weapons, but we could not use these instruments.
But we will give you the power of disembodiment as our influence.
And here is what your people called a watch, it will tap into the power of Dragon.
But do not talk about us, no posts on social media or bragging.
I was astounding, but I was glad to have such nice bling.
Now it was the time to save all of Earth and everything.

The Dragon Power warned, Drozen wants to destroy everything, even the darkness
You will have to fight the evil on Earth, but keep your eyes on the ultimate test.
I took the watch, and pressed it, and instantly I saw the Diablo-Robots
The Dragon said, the power of the sky-animals on Earth was transformed to throw shots.
Because the asteroids contained a powerful source called Warbeuite.
We took some of it and used it to make the weapons to fight for good and right.
I just had one more question, how do you speak English so fluently?
People would walk by our tower and have conversations beside the tower’s sea.
I took the watch and pressed another button, and suddenly I was at home.
Out in the day, unbeknownst to me, a powerful being was getting off his throne.

Set a course toward Earth, he said, because this earthling will ruin my plan.
I am going to finish now what I should have done in the beginning.
Master Drozen, we are on our way, the Diablo-Robot said with glee.
Little did I know the strongest force in the universe was coming to fight me.

Stanza 4- The Council of the Faceless Tongues.
Drozen stood before the Council of the Faceless Tongues, kneeled before them.
He was the Commander of the Numberless Clans, and knew his superiors.
The Prefector murmured, you said with great confidence Earth was dealt with.
The Dragon Power and Dragon-man proves that your speech was myth.
Drozen replied, My liege, I was conquering other worlds to isolate the Earth rock.
Because to allege that I cannot subdue little Earth would be the worst talk.
The Prefector sneered, Maybe we need the Legate to acquire this oceaned planet.
And send you to a realm that is more manageable as a colonized hamlet.
Drozen urged, Not at all my Lord, I will make sure that the deed is done.
And by the end of my warmonger, there will be no doubt who has won.
I don’t want any interference, just let me leave and give me clearance
You are the Council of the Faceless Tongues, and I bow to you tyrants.
The Prefector motioned, Very well prepare your Diablo-Robots and go vanquish.
But be warned that if you cannot conquer this Earth rock, you will be banished.
The Drozen left muttering, I must destroy this Dragon Power and Dragon Man.
As the Drozen teleported to the Alieno-Mechanism, he called on the Numberless Clans.
Dragon-Man on Earth felt uneasy, he knew someone was coming in defiance.
But he could not face this threat alone, Dragon-Man knew he would need an alliance.
The Dragon Power told Dragon-Man, we must start to  form the Federation.
Drozen is on his way, and is coming to destroy by annihilation.
Stanza-The Gloryless Cause
As Dragon-Man he knew he had to find the Lady of the Night
Because she would vital for the Federation’s ultimate fight.
The only problem was that Dragon-Man did not know where to locate her.
He went to his house and thought, The search can continue later.
Suddenly the light turned on, and the Lady of the Night was there frowning.
So you would be in this fight without me after I rescued you, she said hounding.
Dragon-Man looked closer and saw that she was only clowning.
You know that I could not fight without you, Dragon-Man said with a grin.
And the best part is, you already are armed with your own weapon.
Lady of the Night observed, But there are two other weapons, and you have one hand.
Dragon-Man replied, I will recruit others for this Gloryless Cause but I will be in command.
Because this Gloryless cause needs the Oathed Sacrifice to fight.

I'll take on this burden to save, Drozen wants to put out the light.
Lady of the Night said, We can use the Paroah chariot as our battlecraft ride.
Dragon-Man wondered how the Paroah chariot would work with a fighting team inside.
Suddenly they were in the Dragon Tower, and the Dragon Power said we have to say.
That your collective powers together form the Nova Knighthood Way.
The Federation is made up of various Knighthoods to fight against this dire day.
The powers you have now are not enough to fight Drozen in his quest.
So we decided to fashion together a team that would have power to contest.      

Dragon-Man, you will be the Alpha Knight, and pilot the Isotrain Mechanism.
Lady of the Night, your power is the Beta Knight, you will be in charge of the Gem Prism.
But what about the rest of us, Dragon-Man asked the Dragon-Power with surprise.
You must search for them, and remember, you cannot rely on just your eyes.
Dragon-Man woke up in his room, and sighed because he had a hearing.
It was at the end of the day, so when he went to work he knew Joe  would be jeering.
As Dragon-Man drove to work, he thought that he had forgot something.
Little did he know that an entity was not there, but it was coming.

Stanza 5-I will bring the War to Drozen
Dragon-Man took the letter from the mailbox and opened it.
When he saw who wrote it, he gasped and had a fit.
It was Drozen, who said I will bring to you The War
On a level your Earthlings have never known before.
You might have the Isotrain Mechanism but I have a machine
No use trying to wake up, because this is not a dream.
Dragon-Man crumpled the letter up and threw it away.
He knew that he had to be ready to fight right now today.
He contacted Lady of the Night on his Galvalar watch.
And told her to get here as soon as possible to this spot.
She came and Dragon-Man prepared to get the Isotrain Mechanism.
Lady of the Night protested, The rest of the team isn’t here or risen.
I hope you would get reinforcements and rethink your decision.
Dragon-Man said, With the Isotrain Mechanism, I will take the war to he
Search for Drozen across the worlds and bring battle to make us free.
The Iso-train Mechanism came, Dragon-Man put the Abyss Sword in the Damocles Stone.
It roared to life, and Dragon-Man proclaimed, Drozen would wish he left us alone!
Lady of the Night parked her Paroah Chariot in it, and now they were ready.
With the Isotrain Mechanism and the Nova Knighthood, the Federation is deadly.
Lady of the Night took the Elysian Scabbard, this would help to ward off injury.
They searched the skies with the Spacecraft scope, looking for their enemy.
Suddenly Lady of the Night screamed, Look at that light headed right towards us.
Dragon-Man turned on the Isotrain Mechanism and said, Engage Supernova rockets full ******!
Drozen and Dragon-Man are on a collision course, the universe will bear this battle’s brunt.
Little did Dragon-Man know, one of the Dragon Power was working for the Faceless Tongues.

Stanza 6- When our Paths Cross Again, Drozen will meet the Hades-Grasp.
The Isotrain Mechanism was getting ready to go take flight.
When a voice cried out, Don’t leave yet you need me for this fight.
Who are you, Lady of the Night cried, and how do I know I can trust?
What about me, Dragon-Man protested, and Lady of the Night said it’s not you it’s us.
I am the Breastplate-Bearer and it is my life’s fulfillment to be the Delta Knight too.
Because Drozen is coming after all of us and what we love, it is not just you.
I carry the Breastplates for all the Knights of the Federation to carry.
So we must be going on our way soon, we cannot stop or tarry.
Because The War will be the event that will define our generation.
And it for this reason that we are all warrior-soldiers in this Federation.

Dragon-Man said, You speak like one who knows war and does skirmish
Bring the Breastplates to the Isotrain Mechanism so it can be furnished.
Breastplate-Bearer also said, I have a Space-craft Vehicle ready to conquer.
Dragon Man replied, We fight to win, but we carry the battle with honor.
You can handle the Lifeforce-Seeking Missiles as your job on the team.
Suddenly Lady of the Night let out a primal, unladylike hell-scream.

A woman was lying on the ground, and she looked so close to becoming a vegetable.
We need to rebuild her, said Breastplate-Bearer, because she looks so dead and still.
There is no time for chivalry, warned Dragon-Man, and she is too delicate to dismantle.
Lady of th

When I am buried after a while only the strength remains
My body would be taken to the depths below
And lowered until dirt befriended skin
After a time and times, there would be no more skin
The dirt refused to add me
It blocked me from the land of the living
Because this was a parasitic relationship.
Because the ground below was not that kind of platform.

The fleshly nature of my seen parts is gone
The eyes, perish into the deep
Leaving only emptiness that speaks in all its fullness
The ears go to a place where sound will not be.
Because those who cannot hear consume those who cannot move.
Until there is nobody

There is nothing left but bones.
The bones, that I could feel only when I intercepted flesh
The bones, that I only worried about because of fracture or disease.
Are now most relevant because the time for both is past.
The part of myself that was not seen.
Will be the only attributes you will remember.
These bones will be the only contributions I can continue making to mankind after I am gone.

And when you dig up this bones
You will find a life full of memories
Scrapes in the playground
How tall I was, and how broad I am.
This postmortem autopsy will be my memoirs.
Just make sure to put my bone memoirs in the nice bookshelf of a burial ground
Put the glass of soil over it and I will be your prime exhibit.
So that people can visit this cemetery museum.
King Tut ain't got nothing on me.
© 12 hours ago

Dragon-Man sat in the Isotrain Mechanism, ready to command from the cockpit.
He pressed the Abyss Sword, and sat back as the Isotrain Mechanism started.
The Covenantial Project said, I will sit at the Place of Honor on your right side.
Get ready because to reach Vibrate, you will have a tight ride.
The resources of the Federation are behind you, and you will lead us to victory quick
Message sat behind Dragon-Man as the Dahomeyian Ruler, and this was her flagship.
Dialect was in the Communications Room of the Isotrain Mechanism, ready to give orders.
Suddenly the Isotrain Mechanism stalled in mid-air, as it was approaching Earth’s borders.
Message shrieked We are going down, and The Covenantial Project said, This ship must rise.
Vibrate thought that putting the Earth in a Netherlock will be our total demise.
Dragon-Man, fire a Lifeforce Missile in the air and set it to HellBreak mode.
Dragon-Man did as The Covenantial Project said and broke that nefarious hold.
The different Federation Mechanisms behind them were suddenly free to fly-walk.
Message asked, Where are we going , and The Covenantial Project replied To the Schmita planet rock.

There is the Chieftain Caesar and Vibrate seeks to destroy him, he is part of our alliance.
So we must get there and battle with him in this war, otherwise he would not stand a chance.
Message nodded and said, We will rain thunder and fire, and Dragon-Man suppressed a smile.
But to get Schmita was not an easy journey , it would take a little while.
The fleet of Federation Mechanism numbered in the hundreds, all filled with warriors for the fight.
To battle Vibrate and her Netherbeasts of darkness, because they swore to uphold the  right.
Finally they reached Schmita, and when they got there, Dragon-Man could see people running.
He shook his head and said no, and Message piped up saying, She must have known we were coming.
The Covenantial Project said, Good, now she can see the face of those who will bring her to slaughter.
Dialect replied from the Communications Room, It appears that she has cut off all sources of water.
I guess so that this planet rock would be forced to surrender on bended knees.
Or fall to dehydration, and contamination of watered disease.
Message said, We have Hydration Hookdowns to keep the planet stable.
But we must bring Vibrate to battle as soon as possible and we are able.
Dragon-Man interrupted, Excuse me, but we must first have a plan.
Message scoffed, This is why I’m the Dahomey Ruler and you’re Dragon-Man.
If we wait, Vibrate will get stronger and able to attack us on her own ground.
But if we attack and cut off the Gamaid  Airwaves we can weaken her, because she depends on sound.

Dragon-Man nodded reluctantly, and they got off the Isotrain Mechanism one by one.
Message looked at Dragon-Man smiling and said, This is going to be so much fun.
The Federation Mechanisms were up in the air, and Message told Dialect a command.
We are here to uphold our alliance and give Schmita a helping hand.
Vibrate may tamper with the waters, but she cannot destroy our bravery.
Because to die on this planet rock is better than her tyrannical slavery.
Dragon-Man protested, No one is dying, and Message whispered, Hush, It’s Motivation.
Drent called down from his Federation Mechanism, We can hear you two lovers talking on the intercom.
They both blushed, and The Covenantial Project, First we must find Vibrate and get her pinned.
Dragon-Man said, I can use my Disembodiment power to access her and helm her in.
Message replied, Be careful, and Dragon-Man said, I can take someone else with me.
Dialect said, I will come, so that she can not trap you in a place you cant get free.
So Dragon-Man teleported to where airwaves and sound met and man was not.
But he did not know how strong Vibrate was, or what weapons she got.
Dialect took up a position by his side, and Dragon-Man saw a horrific sight.
It was Vibrate with thousands of creatures and soldiers, ready for the fight.

My heart beats for 25 hours a day.
That extra hour is for being born before my time.
So instead of those heartbeats echoing in an ultrasound
They were in intensive care.
Doctors said if his heart stops beating, he will pass on.
But there will be no memories inside that crowned head
There would be nothing but a body to bury
And a lot of what could have beens.
It would be a shame that he would be covered in soil
No longer able to soil himself
Before he could say his own name.
My fingers grasped weakly at the air.
My mouth gasped for air
I could not close either to take hold
My eyes blurred by the waters of an IV.
Encased in a body too weak to make fluid.
That hour was probably best spent in a womb.
Count off the hours to make months.
But the world probably needed me now.
I needed to be in the world even more.
My first grin was in this isolation chamber.
I’m sure my first thought was it is good to be alive.
It is better to be in the world wrinkled
Because I will leave the world the same way

When I think of days gone by
I never quite remember
The nights spent fast asleep
The youthful dreams of both thrill and terror
My remembrance is of an awakening
Playing basketball and dreaming of a league
The name of which I did not full understand
Because I thought NBA was a dictionary word
That had its roots in people before us
It was noun, verb, adjective, and adverb in one flick of the tongue.
Noun as in NBA
Verb as in to NBA
Adjective as in NBA player
Adverb as in NBA likes
See I was paying attention in English class after all.

Other’s thoughts of drinking from hoses did not appeal
Because the high rise was my portion.
The water fountain would suffice for me.
Running races and coming in last
So I would race against the shadows hoping first would be my turn.
Drinking juices that seemed to be lab experiments
Which had different recipes of water, food coloring and sugar.
They said it would make us hyper
I would have to agree
Because after a morning stuck inside in class
I could not wait to go outside.
They called it recess
But I did not get why playing had to have a name.
Because I just called it ball.

Later when I played sports in school
And my age was double-figured
I still did not understand why playing had to be organized.
I still called it ball
Sometimes we would put a broken crate over a tree
And shoot the basketball into it.
Then stare with blank faces at parents
When they told us they played netball in our native land.
Over here it is just ball, mom.
Where I was we used to play 50.
So imagine my surprise when I tried out
And realized they did not count a basket as 5 points
I did protest, vigorously
Saying this is my chance, Coach.
For every shot I make to be kindergarten aged.
Because the rest of the other kids have more threes in their nature
Then a class full of preschoolers going to the Bronx zoo.
So their class outnumbers my class.
My coach did not get my point.
I did not get the point, either.
Because it was hard for me to make foul shots like them too.
My coach murmured to me, They just have more class, period.

Eventually the nights leave
And the day goes by.
My fantasy has come true.
Sort of.
I am on a NBA basketball court.
About to make a free throw.
But this is not a game.
They told me it was complimentary with the ticket.
Did not matter what happened.
Or how I got this opportunity.
I said to myself, This is not a game.
That was why I practiced this morning.
So I shot the ball
And hit my cap when I shot
I feared I would miss.
I knew I should have taken it off.
But I was relieved when it went in.
What it proved was not as important as what I did.

More nights go on trips not to be seen again.
And more days walk by
They become the memories of a photo album
And the times I start talking about by saying
When I comb back black hair
When I brush the grey
Even if I touch a head unburdened by hair strands
Because the divine no longer needs to number them
I will tell my children
I will speak of it to my grandchildren through the haze of age.
I knew a simpler time
My youth was good.

There lies life inside this vein.
Strip away my struggle and pain
Until only the beauty will remain
They call it love.

I wondered how to express
This burning feeling in my chest.
That was with me without rest
I am sure it came from above.

When we don’t talk I will miss you.
I think the beauty has just grew.
I hope you feel as I do.
I am the hand to your glove.

Because in this life we all need a cover.
On it I am willing to play the role of lover.
Because I know that we need each other.
I know what they call it but do you call it love?