As he followed JiMing through the halls of the Rebellion headquarters in BZ-Metru, Voltex could not help but feel a little restless and frustrated, itching to be helping with the battle at the Coliseum where their allies were waging one final battle against the forces of the White Council.
“Look, JiMing,” he started. “Whatever this is… surely it could’ve waited? Until after the battle?”
“No,” the Ta-Matoran replied. “We’re almost there.”
Sighing, Voltex fell silent as they rounded another corner - what turned out to be the last, as JiMing immediately stopped in front of the large black door that blocked their way. The Ta-Matoran turned to Voltex with a grin on his face, gesturing to the door.
“It’s a door,” Voltex said flatly. “How wonderful.”
“It’s what’s behind the door,” JiMing whispered, quivering with excitement. “You know, we don’t actually have the forces to take on the White Council - not even with the reinforcements you brought from the Red Star, not that there were actually very many. But with what’s behind this door… we’ll win.”
“Because you and I are each about to become a walking army,” JiMing answered, a grin threatening to consume his entire face as he turned and pressed his palm to the door. “Just watch, and I’ll explain everything.”
The black door slowly raised into the ceiling, revealing an empty room with what looked like two hatches in the floor. Disappointed, Voltex followed JiMing inside; the Ta-Matoran immediately pulled out a tablet and began to rapidly input commands, raising a finger to shush the Ba-Matoran before he could open his mouth to speak.
Then the hatches both opened.
“Watch this,” JiMing breathed.
Voltex stared as two platforms rose from the floor… and standing atop each platform was a suit of armor. The one on the right was almost all a brilliant shade of metallic violet, with silver highlights on the shoulders, arms, thighs and helmet. It was sleek, as though to emphasize maneuverability and speed. The one on the left was more bulky, like a tank; a gatling gun was immediately visible, propped up on its right shoulder, and what appeared to be machine guns stuck out of the arms. The left suit was a dark red with orange highlights.
“I… don’t understand,” he said after a moment.
JiMing turned to him with a grin, gesturing first to the purple armor and then to the red suit. “This is the Iron Voltex and Phoenix Zero armor, Voltex. Remember the Repulsor Arm?”
The Ba-Matoran absently grabbed his right arm, tracing along where the Repulsor Arm had once been connected. “Yeah.”
“That was just one part of an extremely early stage prototype design… and this is the final product,” JiMing explained. “Two suits of highly advanced armor - one for you, one for me. Lightweight… well, yours is, at any rate. Yours was designed to help you move around quickly in battle; I sacrificed that maneuverability with the Phoenix Zero armor in order to give it more raw firepower.”
“That’s amazing,” Voltex breathed, stepping forward and feeling one of the arms of the Iron Voltex suit. “Can it fly? I was able to kind of propel myself before.”
“Heck yeah, they can,” JiMing answered, crossing his arms and grinning smugly. “So what do you say?”
“I think…” Voltex said, smirking, “that I’m going to kill White One.”
CHAPTER 8 OF EXTERMINATION GOES LIVE TOMORROW.
(This does mean that Chapter 9 is coming on Friday - and the epic will then return to its regular weekly schedule. There is merely a particular date that I wish to meet....)