Lady of the Night pushed a button and suddenly a  bright light started flashing in the Arurian Tower. It started screeching, “Code Fight, this is not a drill.” She turned around in her chair and asked the Dragon-Power, who were all on the wall. “Tell me, what is the way to defeat Mythology?” Setil, one of the Dragon-Power replied, “You must sever the Arguments from the force-beings, but that is the easy part. Then you must defeat all of the Arguments in turn. But remember, an Argument can only be defeated by an Argument.” Lady of the Night nodded her head and said into the intercom, “I am going to need Paroah Chariots, Centaur-Raptors, and all of the Mechanisms to assemble outside the Arurian Tower for further instruction.” Lady of the Night then pushed a button on her wheelchair and it transformed into the Galvaric Armor. She
then took her Parisia Bow and went outside.
The different forces of the Federation were outside, some in Paroah Chariots, some on Centaur- Raptors with wings outstretched, and Breastplate-Bearer and Dialect standing by an
Isotrain Mechanism. Lady of the Night cleared her throat and said to herself, “Now let me see if I can do this Battlefare Intonment Message is so good at.” She raised her voice and her bow and
said, “Now is the reason for why the Federation is formed. There is a force out there called Mythology who must be defeated. Dahomeyia was destroyed once, it can never be destroyed
again. Got it?!”
A Courier sat there with a blade looking disinterested.  Lady of the Night glared at him and pointed her bow at him saying,”Didn’t you just here what I said?!” The young man got up,
and he was very tall. He shrugged his shoulders and said, “Ma’am, where I come from, we have to see the threat in our eye to believe that it is real, and until I do, I’m calling nonsense on all that
you claim.” Lady of the Night withdrew her bow shaking and asked, “Excuse me, but what is your name?”  He said, “ My name is Bobby, and I am a Courier for this Federation. Who are
you? Nice speech by the way.” “Lady of the Night almost shook with rage as she said, “I am the Delta Knight of the Federation and Battlefare Commander of Earth. For your insolence you will
be promoted to Scout and be part of the Vanguard who will attack Mythology first. Not only will you see Mythology, you cant miss him.” “Cool” said Bobby as he boarded the Isotrain
Mechanism. Lady of the Night shook her head and said, laughing, “I don’t know where they recruit these people, but they are always the fighters we need.”
Lady of the Night met with Breastplate-Bearer and Dialect and told them, “ You guys will be the Addition to the Dahomeyian Forces. Dialect, you can command the Mobile Forces as
a Peacemonger Marshal  that will pin Mythology down and strike at long range. Breastplate-Bearer, you will be the Peacemonger Marshal in charge of the Ground Soldiers of Magaian
Tiger-Hounds, Brackti-Guard, and Scouts who will deal the final blow in concert with the Dahomeyian Army. I will sent enough Couriers so that you can get all the supplies and
weaponhoods you need to win. Victory is ours, okay.”“Got it,” said Breastplate-Bearer and Dialect as they boarded the last Isotrain Mechanism. Breastplate-Bearer looked back at Earth and
said, “It’s a shame she cannot join us in this fight, it will be glorious.” Dialect responded, “We need her on Earth because the skills she has, cannot be replaced and what we do she makes us
better.” They both nodded in agreement.

How would we explain to the aliens
The ones who traveled light-years to reach us.
The ones who could be our fathers
That we got rid of football?
We were playing it all this time
But sorry, you can’t watch it
Because we thought it was too violent.

But more people die from your plant-flavored beverages?
Excuse me?
Isn’t alcohol made from plants or am I wrong
The aliens would say so smugly.
And we would be ashamed.
And silent.
Because they were right.
We would be more concerned with banning football
Than in banning the alcohol at tailgate parties.
But, of course
Since there is no more football
It would simply be a party.

But the violence, the violence.
Did you put rules inside this heelgame?
This toe spectacle?
It was called football and yes, we did have rules.
We equipped our players
As soldiers do to wars
Their arms, were arms.
The football itself was bullet-shaped.
They had guards as well.
Not so people could not get out
So that people could get in
The end zone.

And now we start to realize.
We didn’t ban football because of its violence
We banned it because it was convenient.
It could be our scapegoat we brought out to bash on.
It made some of us feel like better people.
And some of us hang out heads in shame.
And as the aliens left.
We saw a group of youth playing **** the Ball Carrier.
And hope that these youth would take that game.
And make it the next great American toe spectacle.

The strive in life is forever a race
We line to hear the sound of barking guns
We in sprinting blocks, the sweat in face
Because we know we have to be number one

We feel that spark, arise to sprinter’s stance
The hands to box the air, to grab that inch.
We fall behind, and think we lost that chance.
And then we see the one in  front of us flinch

This chance  is close  and so illustrious
The finish line is coming up too fast to stop.
As we approach, a burst of legs beats us.
And we receive medals, but not the top.

To have the grace in loss is important
Because winning is great, but its better to be a sportsman.

We spoke with our entangled manners about the star spangled banner.
Some people could understand us but others said we had mangled candor.
It was more than a flag, it symbolized all of the people who died to be free
But they were silent when we pointed out they don’t stand when its on T.V
I never understood how we could burn the flag but not go down on one knee.
They say to protest non-violently, but I guess some forms of outcry is off-limits I see.
Because I might not agree with what you say, but you still have a right to express.
It’s hard to remain silent when the problems in this country makes one restless.
Because those who have the hardest insight, are the ones who can call darkness night.
But we have to finish having the dream  before we can awake to the light.

Move right, move left, make sure you don’t get caught.
Hide behind that tree and I’ll cover you
Like video games.

Pass a brush through the hair and put some makeup on.
She will look so beautiful in that dress
Like Barbie.

Pretend that you are the toy soldier that would save the world
Lead the armies of our favorite cartoons against the evil.
Like G.I. Joe.

Build a skyscraper that will be raised up 12 inches up
Daddy said that it looked promising.
This is Lego.

Fly and be the Red Baron to rule the skies
Just watch out for the other toys
This is a toy airplane.

Sail and rule the seven seas through seamanship.
The tub is not the place to have this toy, though.
This is the USS Enterprise, toy form.

Because with the toys of our youth anything is possible
But no one told us that they stayed toys in our youth.
And if our imagination died with those toys.
Did our youth end with that imagination.
We thought we could be any toy soldier.
Mommy just had to buy it for us
And then we could be.
But now we have different action figures.
Called weights and cars and watches
Because we did not so much grow out of toys
As pick different ones once we grew up.
Our youth lives on.

Dragon-Man and Drent prepared to face off, in a fight one would not survive.
Breastplate-Bearer was grinning from ear to ear, because in these environments he thrived.
Lady of the Night and Message took their positions, and listened for Dragon-Man’s signal.
Then Drent cried out, I want all of them wiped from this forsaken planet, and Message giggled.
What’s so funny, Drent barked, and Message laughed, You will never be good at a Battlefare Intonment.
Brother you were always the one to take the good and turn it into Drent.
Brother! Lady of the Night and Dragon-Man asked in utter shock.
Yeah he is a Dahomeyian and a useless, spoiled chip off the old block.

The Bracti took out their Howitzer-Rockets and Drent said, **** everything that moves!
Lady of the Night fought valiantly, as if she had something to prove.
Message reached out with her Death-Hand and put it into a Bracti’s chest.
By the time she reached the other side, he was a bloodied pulp of a mess.
Dragon-Man tried to get close to Drent, but Bracti were always interfering.
Meanwhile Breastplate-Bearer was fighting strong like a warrior apparent.
Suddenly everyone heard a voice to stop, that was so strong they fell to that command.
Both Dragon-Man and Drent tumbled down together, but they were so weak they could not stand.

Who are you, asked Dragon-Man in a tone enfeebled by this noise that did not destroy.
I am the The Covenantal Project, it replied, The masteress of the Chyrsanium Alloy.
I am the Marshal who presides over the Dragon Power, and called you to the Federation.
Drent, you will be head of the Patriot Knight Way, and fight alongside Dragon-Man.
And why should I obey you, sneered Drent as he got up off of shaken knees.
It is a choice, said The Covenantal Project, but this time choose wisely.
Drent snarled, How can I fight alongside someone I always wanted to decimate?
And Dragon-Man replied angrily, It was not just you, I too fought a long time with hate.
But if this is true, we must put aside our differences and fight as a Federation to be free.
We will either bury our enemies together, or our enemies will bury us separately.
                  
Drent said, See this face, how could I lead a Knight Way of the Federation with these features!
The Covenantal Project said, There is a Nectarskin with healing balm that cure your Injury Fevers.
Message was smiling, Lady of the Night was frowning and Breastplate Bearer was talking to Bractii.
Drent said, Okay, and Dragon-Man whispered, It will be alright, I too would have fought me.
The Dragon-Power were watching the proceedings, and most of them could not have more glee.

Segril of the Dragon-Power was saying, the Federation is fully formed, and now we can Battlefare.
Etil was silent because he did not realize the Covenantial Project would arrive over there.
Dragon-Men asked Drent, So, where is the Logre Markets I heard so much above
Drent said in a hushed tone, They are closed for this Quadrant Rotation because of the Clamant joust.
They take beings from other planets and turn them into Paridiate Gladiators.
We would have to lay low until it is over, because they might take us for later.
Message chirped, O Brother, are you afraid of a little Claimant jousting  because of your youth.
Drent was silent because he knew that his sister’s words were the absolute truth.

The Diablo Robots arrived to Drozen, and one of them asked Please master have mercy.
Drozen snarled, Mercy is for creatures who win, and deserve that right as worthy.
I will not **** you, but you will go to Lavaic Mines to make my weaponry.
Perhaps in the future I will take you and you will be of some use to me.
Etil and the Council of the Faceless Tongues were arguing over the next plan.
Drozen said, I will take care of all of them, Drent, the Federation and Dragon-Man.
The Legate said, I sense a presence that I have not seen a long Realmic span.
Is it Drozen? Asked Dialect, No, it is the someone I actually respects.
The being who spans  against rotations and against spans,  the Covenantial Project.

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.

The hardships in life we don’t like.
Ugh, hardship.
It sounds like something ancient yet so relevant.
We say, If only we don’t have hardship.
But a hardship can withstand anything.
Including the storms
That cant get in.
Because then the entry of turbulence would be grave
Our grave.
Coming from the skies above, and the deep below.

We cling to our hardships
Saying no one understands this trouble.
Until it is time for us to land.
We look out and see there is no turbulence
But we have to build, something.
Then our hardships become useless
Or so we think.
Because the skills we had in the hardships
Might be different when we land and have to build.
But the strength to come through hardship helps us to land.

A hardship is different from a shelter
A hardship does not even sound like shelter.
We cant take the parts of hardship and make them a shelter
We have to go lumber and kick rocks.
Until there is structure in our lives.
Even though that hardship was not a yacht
It also had its time and place.
When that time is gone
A new structure enters our lives
That means we could live in
Because we will stay here to see the sun rise again.

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.”

Thunder is heard
Because lightning is coming.
When a shot leaves
It makes people react.
My voice will be heard
Because I have arrived.
And I am here to stay.
I may have been through a lot.
But what was in me is more than I have been through.
So if you come to meet.
Consider it a blessing
Because you have seen a man
Who should not have been there
But because there is a plan
I am here to greet you in the flesh.
And when I leave
Be sure that I would have made an impact
That was not there before.

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

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.

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 the Night said, Move out of my way you two, this is a situation I can handle.
She went to the Isotrain Mechanism and got a suitcase from one of the lockers.
Dragon-Man and Breastplate-Bearer looked at each other shocked that she was a doctor.
Suddenly Lady of the Night put the hands of life on her, and she woke up coughing.
Dragon-Man was about to speak, but caught himself because this does not happen often.
Do you want to join a cause greater than yourself, Breastplate-Bearer said over Dragon-Man’s glare.
It sure would be nice to have another woman on the team, Lady of the Night said over there.
The woman came to, and Dragon-Man saw that next to her was some sort of pamphlet.
He opened it with his watch and it was titled the Coden Battlescream Scroll fragment.

The woman sat up, and Breastplate-Bearer asked, so by what name do men call you?
She said, I am called Message, and I am the official courier for the Dragon-Power too.
I came to bear tidings of evil, but when Drozen first captured me he put in the Pandora load.
That if I ever completed my mission, I was to fall down, die and explode.
Dragon-Man, Message, you are safe with us, and you shall be the Sigma Knight.
Message asked, Can I just ask for one thing when we go and start this fight.
Dragon-Man nodded and Message said with vigor, I want to take Drozen’s head.
Back to the Dragon-Power, because one of them also wants us dead.
So when we get back, we must figure out which of the Dragon-Power turned traitor.
Dragon-Man said, In order to do what you yearn, you will need the Celestial Blade Saber.
Message took the Celestial Blade Saber in her hands, and tears began to form in her eye.
Dragon-Man said, It’s all going to be okay, I would hate to see a pretty woman like you cry.
Message then turned her head and said, I can cry because I am not an Earth woman but a Dahomeyian.
Drozen came to our planet to destroy us, and those he captured he put Pandora loads to shut us in.
I managed to break out, and vowed that if I ever met Drozen, he would meet the Hades-Grasp of the Death-Hand.
But now I am the Sigma Knight, and with the other Knights we serve at your command.

Dragon-Man prepared the Isotrain Mechanism, everyone took position for this journey.
They knew now that this war was not just to fight Drozen, but to take back territory.
On Earth Shark-Devil looked at the Isotrain Mechanism leaving and thought this is opportunity.
With the Fabrix Cloth I will be able to track Dragon-Man’s every move, Shark-Devil said with glee.
But what about the other knights?, Officer Thon said, Shark Devil said This fight is between him and me.

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.

When you put your ear to my chest.
You can hear the sound of true love.
A heart that yearns to be with you.
A dream confirmed, a wish granted.
Happiness is the portion of us both.
My chest is like ground
Only good can grow there.
And when you smile up at me.
I feel all good inside.

Essence let out a hacking cough and said, I have a cold.
I don’t know if it is because I am sick or because I am old.
Brutus protested, But you are youthful in appearance and strong.
We need you Queen Essence to right the Greek wrong.
He was talking to her as he was driving her chariot there.
To arrive too late to save Troy was Essence’s greatest fear.
Over months the Hittite Army got closer to the location.
Essence was bringing the entire might of the Hittite nation.
Her face was determined, they had the army to save.
It would be because of her efforts the Trojans were not slaves.
The Hittite Army camped some hundreds of miles away from the Trojans.
Essence told all of them that they should be happy to be chosen.
To go on such an expedition, and be in such a position.
Their rewards would be to see the faces of Trojan living.
Essence soon got to the site, and her worst fear had come true.
There was not a Trojan in sight, only dead bodies who had been slew.
Essence fell to her knees in grief-stricken rages.
All of the Trojans were dead, they now belonged to the sages
She got up and smiled wickedly, as if to make a vow to the sky.
Where I stand right now, every Greek living must die.
Essence prepared her army to invade the Greek homeland.
She spoke to each of them that the Greeks must have their own stand.
But when they arrived to Agammemon’s palace, they discovered he was not alive.
And his courtiers had fled with terror, because all they wanted to do was survive.
Essence’s army grimly put a torch to Greece, and put it in the Dark Ages.
Because she felt justified into doing so, because of her sorrow and rages.
Essence then returned to Anatolia, but then she received a dispatch letter.
That the Hittite Empire was fallen, and to go to Egypt would be much better.
She marched to Egypt, and put her army under her father Ramses’ command.
Ramses was now Pharoah of all that he could see in every land.
He put Essence in charge of the Amum division, made up of her men.
Essence lead the Amum division against Nubia, and soon conquered them.
As for Brutus, he continued from Greene to a island between the sea.
He named it Britainnia after himself, for it to be the land of the free.

I wanted to know what happened to my ghastly fire
Because wherever there is smoke they have to give me fire.

I tried to come out with all my gunnery blazing
But those guns refused to go and see  fire.

It was like they had told me I could work
That same day they said my friend I had to be fire

I tried to speak to the people around me
When I had an idea it would not catch the  fire

These people would not even go through drizzle
While I told them I would go through hell fire.

So I had to remove Michael from the situation
They said I was uninspired, I said I fought fire with fire.

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.

Who is your God?
Is he the one saying Great is me
Because I have made money, bow down
To become worthy.
Because it seems that way for some people.
They are looking for a person to bestow the crown of Lord
Who cannot talk to them
Who cannot laugh at what they say
Or comfort their pain.
It is like the olden days
With graven images
Who could not speak on their behalf
Or tell them that their situation will be ok.
But we will praise our trust in Our Lord Most High.
Not in mankind.
Because we can speak to him
And see his face
He can comfort us
And Jesus does not become our God
He always is
Because He is the Great I Am.
So while mankind fails
With their scandals and shortcomings.
Jesus is always speaking for us to our God.

You don’t want that diss text
That Who phone is this text
But it makes you think
Of the time you accidentally dropped your phone in the sink
And cried out, Sink take these hands instead!
You run downstairs and find the bag of rice
How do you trip going up the stairs?
And trip again once you reach the top?
Somehow you do both while carrying the bag.
And you say that the stairs were slippery
But even the stairs be like I did not facilitate such clumsiness.

But you don’t take rice out to put the cell phone in
You dump the cell phone
Sink-water filled and all
Into the bag of rice
This is not a time for delicacy
Your cell phone is dying by the second
You start thinking of all the contacts you would lose if this doesn’t work
You start dreading all the pictures you would lose that you liked and saved.
That you did not upload to Google Cloud
Or share on social media
Because for once you listened to that aunt
Who you only see at the Fourth of July barbecue.
Who said don’t post pictures on social media
Well where is she now with her advice
On how to get water out of a cell phone?!

You take the cell phone out
You think that the rice is ruined
You know what ruined rice looks it
And it looks a lot like this
It even smells funny.
But you stash it inside the cupboard and hope that no one notices
Like when mother says I’m coming home
And you forget that you was supposed to thaw the meat.
So you try to put frozen meat inside the oven
And put the heat on low
And it just makes everything worse
Just like this cell phone
You wish you had an instrument
To **** the water out
Like cell phone dialysis
But that technology is still in the future.
Your cell phone can talk to you in conversation
But any water that gets in stays in
If only cell phones can use the bathroom
Do they have an Ex-Lax for cell phones?
Oh no, because my cell phone is down I can't even look it up!

You mumble to yourself they were focused on the wrong things
When they built the cell phone
Because before your cell phone could be dropped
Thrown or suffer going through the waters.
Sure it did not have the apps
Are apps really worth a new cell phone every new earth rotation?
Nowadays you cant even have a drink next to your phone.
So now you call the cell phone company
And you are relieved that everything is covered.
But to replace it you have to put a lot of money
Because you didn’t have it long enough
You mutter again out long
Since no one is around
They build glass stronger than this.
But you go and get your new phone
And are glad to see that the important stuff is still there.
So when someone text you
And you just see a line of numbers with What's up
You can text New Phone Who phone is this
And let the conversation begin.

Whose Text Message is This
Is you and her together sleeping?
This deed is low, don’t blame the mistletoe
Now I think I am weeping

Oh no we just met at the water fountain.
We went caroling and sung Go tell it on the mountain.
She gave me her number, there was no slumber.
I think she is my seventeenth cousin and she has a husband.

So she gave you a present under the tree.
All wrapped up with a bow.
Please say the truth to me, and I promise I wont be.
So mad that you did something under the mistletoe.

Oh that’s a relief, so then I could get it off my chest.
We met, I took her home, and you probably know the rest.
She gave me a tour, we kissed at the door.
Now I’m glad it worked out for the best.

This, this is the worst thing that you have ever done!
For Christmas you can swallow pride and sleep outside.
But I thought that everything was forgiven?
Besides isn’t the Christmas season a time of cheer.
Well it sure doesn’t feel cheerful up in here.

I’ll delete her number from my cell phone contact.
Because on Christmas I don’t want mortal combat.
I know now the correct thing to do.
Because for all time I will always choose you.

Ms. Johnson soon left, and Dialect and Breastplate Bearer came to see.
Breastplate-Bearer asked, So who won the final round of Jeopardy.
Message shrugged her shoulders and said, I don’t know, but it wasn’t me.
Dialect interrupted, Dragon-Man, your Abyss-Sword will no longer respond to your command.
It is decreed in the Decipherment charter that no holder can have Helmetchief blood on his hand.
Dragon-Man groaned, and Message jumped up and cried out, I give him a Rulership reprieve.
She looked at Dragon-Man and weakly smiled, Dragon-Man’s body was filled with relief.
Dialect continued, It is best to keep the Abyss-Sword in the Damocles stone.
Therefore someone can still pilot it, and you Dragon-Man will have atoned.
Breastplate-Bearer spoke up and said, I can be the pilot, I have the experience.
I was a fighter pilot during the war, and had the highest clearance.
One day my missile system misfired, and hit a nearby town.
One of the apartment buildings was damaged, and collapsed to the ground.

They dishonorably discharged me at a court-martial, I had to leave the service.
Even though I told them what I did was in the heat of battle, not on purpose.
Someone approached me to join the Federation, it struck my curiosity.
That I could fight for a better cause,  one that would save eternity.
Dialect replied, You can be the pilot, just don’t take the Abyss-Sword out.
Whoever tries to remove the sword will go mad, and insanity will sprout.
They were all silent for a while, they did not know that Abyss Sword had so much tension.
Dragon-Man asked, Who would be able to take it out when the fight has to be won?
Dialect cocked his brow and frowned, Let’s not hope we get to that, because it would be tough.
You might be able to wield the Abyss-Sword in time, but we don’t know how much time is enough.

Dragon-Man asked, then what weapon would I use, to what system would I go.
In came in Lady of the Night with the Composti  repeating crossbow.
She grinned, You gave it to me, and this weapon always seemed better for you.
Because we need firepower as well as slashing, and a repeating weapon will do.
Messaged moved to the other side in relief, she had done her very best.
Dialect interrupted, I have Magaian tiger-hounds to protect you as you rest.
Dragon-man asked whimiscially, Do they bark, I don’t want them to keep me up at night.
They all laughed out of relief and happiness that Dragon-Man could keep it light.
Suddenly there came on the tv, The Police Commissioner Joseph Grant  has declared martial law.
Message stood up and said, Let’s move out and fight , this is what the Federation was created for.

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.

Message looked at Arthur’s flight toward Mythology through the window. She looked out the window and shouted to the outside, “With every down, we will hunt their breath!”  The Peacemonger for Strengthened Weapons looked shocked and his face turned pale. He turned his head upward and said in the loudest voice he could, “Don’t you mean with every breath, we shall hunt them down?!” Message waved her ******* at him and said, “I mean what I said!” Then she slammed the window shut.
The Peacemonger for Strengthened Weapons turned to the Manyman he was speaking to and complained, “Message is the most aggressive person in our army. She is always dragging us into fights that we have to bail her out by our power.” The Manyman nodded and said, “What if I told you that she doesn’t have to drag us into fights anymore.”  The Peacemonger stroked his beard and said, “Interesting. I am listening so go ahead.” “The Manyman said, “There is a group called the Headless who wants to overthrow Message. You would be in the line of succession so you could rule us and stop Message’s nonsense.” The Peacemonger crossed his arms and said, “You never heard it from me, but I like that and when you succeed, I will be the Dahomeyan Rulersbip. I will funnel you weapons, so that when you overthrow her, I can be the one to slam her prison door shut in her face. We do not want to **** our ruler, that would not be nice,” he cackled.
Message called Arthur on the Galvatar watch, “Where are you? I can’t see you.” Arthur replied, “We are in the inside, but we don’t see, OHHH. I see it. He is just like what my mom said tormented my ancestors.” “ Message said back, “Okay so you have seen him, you can pull back.” Arthur replied,”I have to avenge my ancestors who now sleep because I was not born when Mythology attacked. Good-bye.” Message pleaded, “Arthur! That was not the plan!”, but her Galvatar watch soon fell silent and she was pacing back and forth.
The Alliance Project opened the door and said, “You were never one for plans, or to follow a plan once it has been formed. Karma is really something, huh.” “Get out”, said Message, not amused at all. The Alliance Project cocked his head and said, “You know now we would have to be put on the War Footing, right?” Let me gather the Dahomeyian Army as a safeguard.” Message buried her head in her hands and said, “What have I done?”
The Alliance Project assembled the Dahomeyian Army. As a Project he was the Peacemonger Marshal of the Dahomeyian Army, even though the Dahomeyian Army was headed by Message as titular Ruler. The Dahomeyian Army advanced toward the Seragon Mountains where Mythology lived. Suddenly someone said, “Look up there.” The Isotrain Mechanism came down in front of them.
Inside was Arthur, bloodied but proud. He said to the Dahomeyian Army, “I did my ancestors well. I stopped Mythology. It took the king of Camelot and Avalon to defeat a deity.” “The Manyman who was talking to the Peacemonger for Strengthened Weapons went and angrily asked Arthur, “ Where is Wayne, my son? He went with you on the expedition!” Arthur said, “ I don’t know of this Wayne of whom you speak of. I went by myself and triumphed with my sword.” The Manyman said, “Where is my boy?” The Alliance Project stepped between Arthur and the Manyman and showed The Manyman a projection.  He solemnly said,
“Wayne never existed. You never had a son.”

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 Skycraft 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 drives 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.

Write the plain and make it vision.
Write the gift and make the signature Yeshua bin Yosef.
Because God called down, With your shield or on it!

Kings have to give to the King of Kings.
And it be the first and best King’s day.
Give him food, and call it Burger King.

The day he borne a body was the day he was borne.
So Rachel may have cried that day but she did not mourn.

If I was a superhero
Writing would be my superpower.
It makes me see with the extra vision.
Gives me strength for the day.
Because my style is like a computer
In the era of typewriters
Because I’m the type of writer who would breathe words to live
They asked what type of blood I have and I said Writer’s type.
My terms are up like a president who served eight years.
So now others can see what I brought here.
But I did not just come here for your approval.
I approached this from a deeper place.
If your attention is mine.
I assure you that my creativity will be yours.

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?

I want to go to places
Where words fear to go.
And pictures cannot be drawn
Our mouths are not enough
So we speak with our eyes.
But we cannot keep a distance
From people who want to see us
Because their eyes speak too.
And they say, come here, come here.
No need for all that fear.
Because you are in a safe place
That good dreams inhabit.
We were given our sight
So that we could know each other
Better.
So when you are ready.
Be with me, with me.
So that our eyes can have a conversation.
Maybe we'll laugh
Maybe our eyes will tear up
But at least we talked.
Because our eyes were open

They told me
You are worth your weight in gold.
I replied
Thanks for you kind words
Good thing I carry a lot of weight
You might need to go to Fort Knox
To pay me what I’m worth.
So pack up the bags and prepare the cars
And make sure you have a lot of gas.
They asked, But don’t you want to take an airplane.
I told them, I want them to see me coming
And going in laughter
All the way to the bank.

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.

Message, Dragon-Man, and Lady of the Night left the Dragon Tower to take care.
Message asked, Where will I sleep, and Lady of the Night asked, What do you mean where?
Just go back to where you came, and Message yelled, Where I came from was destroyed.
Dragon-Man soon realized that more tact would soon have to be employed.
You can stay with me, and both Message and Lady of the Night looked at him without stop.
Yeah I have a fully furnished two-bedroom, very comfortable co-op.
Message wearily asked Is this punishment for when I brought you in front of the Federation.
Dragon-Man said, No, consider it a very special Dahomeyian Rulership invitation.
Message desperately looked at Lady of the Night, but Lady of the Night looked away.
Message then said, Alright, I guess I could stay at you coupe for a couple of days.

Lady of the Night left, and Dragon-Man and Message walked onto a field.
Where is this, Message asked, and Dragon-Man replied, it is one of my hidden skills.
I play as part of a football league for fun, and we need an extra teammate.
Message enthusiastically shouted, I wish to play this toe-spectacle so it will be great.
Soon Dragon-Man’s team came, and he was simply Jonathan Maine, Quarterback.
But Message’s happiness did not equal her football skills, all of them she lacked.
Jonathan threw her passes, and she dropped each and every one.
The one pass she caught, was in the other teams end zone as an interception.
Message huffed at the end of the game, This toe spectacle is silly.
Dragon-Man said, From someone who holds a Dahomeyian Rulership, really?
You have the Death-Hand, but your Death-Hand is made up of Butterfingers.
Message stared at him with a glare that could melt ice, and made that look linger.


They soon pulled up to the co-op, and Message and Dragon-Man were walking.
He was surprised at the newfound ease, with which they were talking.
Message and Dragon-Man arrived at the door, and Dragon-Man held it for she.
He figured there was no harm in displaying a little chivalry.
The door was still opened, he was puzzled but thought that it was nothing.
Little did he know that on the other side, someone’s heart was racing.
So as Dragon-Man took the door and stepped inside, something happened that made him feel weak.
Because Message turned around and kissed him, and that kiss was not on the cheek.

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.

We were bred with much love until the ref said to touch gloves.
When they said to grow up, we put on suits to rush much.
We talked about being men that our daughters wouldn’t want to be with.
Our tribes had sons, and the saying was to not follow how we lived.
Because our role models were songs and movies, all with guns and girls.
But now we have a legacy so we want to make our sons our world.
Because when our son comes home with a problem, it is now the village's
And we don’t want society to take our young one out for pillages
We can sit down with our children, and tell them the birds and the bees
And if Mother asks how you knew this, you never heard it from me.

You really don’t’ want that decline
That evidence of monetary decline
That you wish you had a rewind
The “Sir this is insufficient funds” decline.
The “I cant’ remember where I put my keys”
They catch you looking on the pavement on hands and knees
Begging the ground that please I need to get out this freeze
Then you discover your keys were in your pants pockets hem.
You remember it is there when you had to talk with them
You wonder what you must do, or if it is just you
And your significant other is saying Don’t make a fuzz boo.
Then you look in the mirror and you see some gray hair
It did not snow and you were'nt outside, so it must be always there
You jump up, because you are made that someone never told.
Looking in the mirror and scold yourself because you think you getting old.
But now you can say you are distinguished, because the gray has kissed your hair.
Put on enough dye in your head to choke the environment because you don’t care
What is most important is the need to keep up and not be appalled.
You reach onto your hair and your hand goes too far back, are you going bald?!

I will forever remember you.
Not by your name
That is just temporary
But by a greater essence
That can never be forgotten
I will look back and see the times
The times we spent together.
Because they were moments that we created.
The laughs that we had with each other
That was breath that sustained us both.
Distance could not keep us apart.
Because distance was just one more fact of life
And what we felt was more than facts
It was an entire reality.
So as I wish you goodbye.
I know that as I take a breath
I will always remember your laugh

God said to Adam heed your salvation is by woman’s seed.
Human’s need comes when Christ saves in a great stampede.
He’s coming with fighting forces all mounted on white horses.
Christ is the Morning Star and our brightest sources.
I’ll be captured in the Rapture and dressed up so dapper.
There’ll be no tears, forever smiles and everlasting laughter.
I’ll see myself posted on the wall when God tagged my selfie.
I”ll get and inherit a name above so now I’m wealthy.
The Book of Life has my name so that I can proclaim.
Worthy is the Lamb who was slain for sins when he came.

I never could have imagined
That looking at you
Would be my first step into heaven.
Your talk to me
Was like when the above breathed to man.
I am your man
But you are my star
I am the manned flight that connects to you.
You ask, why do I blush.
I say because I’m so happy to see you
My whole face needs to show it.
With you I cant be nervous
With you I can only be happy
Because of all of the people to chose.
You extended your hand and said I chose you.
And I replied back, I am honored.

Your touch is a good mean to me.
The mean that says
I will change my ****** expression when I see you.
Mischief abides at the corners of your lips.
As it resides in the front of mine.
Our eyebrows dance, and we haven’t seen mistletoe.
Just each other.
So when we hug
Our arms form in the shape of a smile
And my insides
Reveal on the outside with the flow of life that I’m happy to see you.
And its not just that my pants are pointing at you.

She said I threw her under the bus.
I told her I did not drive a bus
But I put the ads on it.
She said you did not answer me
Because she saw the person driving that bus
And it wasn’t me.
I kept quiet.

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.

They could not find heaven when they left
So the angels stayed on Earth.
You are one of those gracious angels
So I hope that you stay
I only felt hurt
When some people who were supposed to be angels
Fell from paradise
Then I realized that if upwards did not want them
Then this place was now kin to hell.
But I saw you, and knew that you were not lost.
You were a guardian
You spoke God to me
So I knew what we could make of ourselves
I could not see your wings
But I saw your walk
And I knew a crown suited the steps of your beauty.
So we could reign together
Because even an angel needs a place to abide
I never met an angel with a last name
I would be glad to give you mine
Because the throne is waiting for you
And after you finish walking it is an awesome view.

You were the Dr who fought racism’s malady so well.
The King who got assassinated on the balcony hotel.
The oracle who said I have a dream, made it seem serene like crops.
The man who said I had been with prophets to the very Mountaintop.
King rose to tops of sunshine beginning, lead us to climb with him in
When we slept, we had visions of a new mind that’s winning.
A dream where the only race was one where people got on one knee. People would be taken care of, so that they would not go hungry.
That dream is close to us, it creeps nearer to us by the minute.
Because when King said I had a dream, he saw me in it!

The realtor came to me and tried to show me the house.
But from the time he met me, the meeting went south.
I stumbled on the steps, and hurt my bigger toe.
The porch looked like a residence for a male ******.
The realtor told me that the first owner did not want to go.
I asked where he was, and the realtor said he’s buried six feet below.
But he made it a haunted house, because he said if I cant have it no one can.
I said that sounds crazy, and then the realtor said you haven’t even met the man.
I stepped inside the house, and immediately wished I did not go past the main deck
Because it did not look like a house, it looked like a bad trainwreck.
I said to the realtor that I was leaving, and he said to check out the upstairs.
But of the nature of the house I was caught completely unawares.
I walked up the steps, and instantly it made me regret my life choices.
I said I wanted to leave and the realtor said that you will offend the voices.
I asked what voices, and the realtor replied I have spoken too much.
I left the house in a hurry, and the realtor yelled that there was no rush.
I got to my home and quickly took a shower to wash away the experience.
Because I never went to a house that had such bad virulence.