Malefic Intentions
Ma'alefa'ak could feel it, his body was nearly healed of its wounds. The burn scars on his body, a souvenir from his last battle with his brother, were nearly gone. His strength, almost returned, he could feel his the pinpricks of energy as he tested his connection to his Martian vision. He stretched and morphed his arm into a serrated blade, then willed himself intangible. His powers were nearly restored, except of course..
"Damn him!" Malefic roared, as several Psion doctors jumped in fear.
Once he had had his telepathy stolen from him, making him a freak and outcast of Martian Society. Then his brother had returned it to him so that he'd once again be vulnerable to fire. The fire had nearly killed him, his body floating in space after his assault on his brother's allies. Then the Cyborg had found him and commissioned his servants to heal Malefic. Malefic had no delusions that the Cyborg wished to use him for his own ambitions, but that was fine with him. He sensed a kindred hatred in the Cyborg, which is why Malefic was willing to stay, for now. But soon, his brother would die, his allies would die, and then his adopted home would also die. At last, he would be the last Martian.
The last time he had seen Henshaw, Malefic was still in the healing chamber. From what he had been told, the Cyborg and Despero were attempting an invasion of the planet, Rann. It was not his fight, he would not intervene unless asked. Malefic returned to his hibernation chamber and closed his eyes, dreaming dreams most beings would consider nightmares.
"Damn him!" Malefic roared, as several Psion doctors jumped in fear.
Once he had had his telepathy stolen from him, making him a freak and outcast of Martian Society. Then his brother had returned it to him so that he'd once again be vulnerable to fire. The fire had nearly killed him, his body floating in space after his assault on his brother's allies. Then the Cyborg had found him and commissioned his servants to heal Malefic. Malefic had no delusions that the Cyborg wished to use him for his own ambitions, but that was fine with him. He sensed a kindred hatred in the Cyborg, which is why Malefic was willing to stay, for now. But soon, his brother would die, his allies would die, and then his adopted home would also die. At last, he would be the last Martian.
The last time he had seen Henshaw, Malefic was still in the healing chamber. From what he had been told, the Cyborg and Despero were attempting an invasion of the planet, Rann. It was not his fight, he would not intervene unless asked. Malefic returned to his hibernation chamber and closed his eyes, dreaming dreams most beings would consider nightmares.