Chapter Twenty-One (Dune)
He who controls the Spice controls the Universe. He who controls Arrakis controls the Universe. He who controls the Worms controls Arrakis. And among it all, he who controls space and time, bends wills to his own and holds the strongest psionic net holds absolute command over every single living being in his surroundings. It was for that reason that the Worms did not bother us.
"This isn't a planet I know of," Nemesis spoke as she appeared from within Rito's form, the boy sitting on the dune with coarse sand all around him. The stifling heat around us was doused by my presence, "Where are we?"
"This is Arrakis," I said. "It's a planet of no importance for us, if not for the fact that anywhere you go, you will meet death." I sat down on the sand next to Rito. "So do not run." I conjured forth a bottle of water, uncorked it, and took a sip out of it. "It wouldn't help you anyway."
"Then let's start with why we are here," Nemesis said, crossing her arms. "If you wanted to talk, you could have done so without forcing us to follow you here. This place must have some significance."
"It does," I acquiesced, "But not for the reasons you might think," I added. "I must begin with citing the obvious. You have awoken as a Planeswalker," I looked at them both, "Though whether the one who awoke was Rito or you, Nemesis, I am unable to discern it just yet. Your state of being makes it hard to understand whether the Spark lies within one of your souls, or both." I took another sip of water. "What this means, in the short term, is that you have incredible powers at your disposal. Immortality, immunity to sicknesses that aren't of a magical nature, natural phenomenons...the list goes on, but those are the key points."
Nemesis whistled, humming with a content smile, "Is that why I'm feeling so charged up?" she chuckled, "It explains how I'm reforming faster than normal. Whatever this Spark is, it must be made of Dark Matter."
"On the negative side, the Spark cannot be shared. Only one of you actually has it," I acquiesced. "So the one who will claim it shall rip it out of the other, killing him, or her." I glanced at my nails, "Which is why we are here on Arrakis, I guess. Eventually the Spark's energy will be enough to restore you fully to your body, Nemesis, and when that happens, well, you'll pull yourself free I reckon." I glanced at Yuuki Rito, "and then you'll die. On the other hand, if she doesn't, eventually your body will grow strong enough that you will simply absorb her, thus killing her instead." I shrugged. "Either way, one of you is going to die within the next few days."
Silence met my words, so I simply pressed on. "Also, I chose this world for another reason." I looked up, and as the shimmering ethereal lights linked themselves to a close, the whole plane was abruptly cut off from the Multiverse's net in its entirety. The sudden shift was like a heavy pressure, which was mitigated by the thousand of glittering glowing gems that burst from my skin, shining and embedding mana deep within my frame. "In here, should you both decide to live and fight against one another, the casualties will be kept to a minimum."
Nemesis' eyes narrowed. "You closed off our escape."
I smiled. "Of course I did," I acquiesced. "I cannot risk you leaving this place without a resolution. Since I know it's the only way to actually have one, please pick whatever choice you prefer. I'll be impartial through this," I added. "Ask any question you wish, I'll answer as best as I can. Or just kill one another and I'll answer the questions of the one that survives."
"Is there another way?" Rito asked. "Whatever happened, can it be removed?"
I hummed, and then shrugged. "It fits that you would ask for a mean that isn't a resolution, but no. You do not fully possess the Spark, so it can't be removed." I clenched my right hand, shivers and tremors rippling across it. "It is merely a matter of choice. One lives, one dies. The worlds keep spinning. Nobody is going to miss a transformation weapon. Nobody is going to miss Yuuki Rito."
I morphed the sands beneath me into a pillow, and then altered the water into a cup of cold ice coffee.
"How do you know of us?" Nemesis asked, "You aren't a transformation weapon, that much is clear. Yet you didn't even let us present ourselves. Can you read minds?"
"If I wished for it," I acquiesced, nodding. "As said before, a Planeswalker has a lot of powers and reading minds is among them."
The sands shimmered as slowly the Slivers began to encroach closer to us. The skies had already been covered, the Psionic net blocking passage as the thundering energies of the atmosphere were being redirected and morphed into power for the interdimensional weave that would have ensnared anyone trying to leave.
"The way you word it..." Nemesis said, thoughtful. "Well, it appears the time has come." She sighed and shook her head, plopping her feet on the sand even though a thin strip of Dark Matter still connected her to Rito's body. "I would have died after the fight with Gid anyway, so the extra time was simply a gift." She turned to smile sadly at Rito, both of her hands touching his cheeks. "It's been nice watching Yami and Mea gain some form of humanity, and it's all thanks to you. It was amusing while it lasted, but this appears to be that special something you always had. I can't take that away from you."
Rito tried to speak, and in that moment, Nemesis gave him a deep kiss silencing him on the spot. "Don't say anything," Nemesis said with a chuckle. She turned to look up at me, "Whatever you need to do, I'm ready."
Large talons emerged from my back, psychic energies lashing out as ghostly and pale flames ruptured into reality around my eyes and face. The apex of creation, the true power of ascension, the thundering that accompanied the conjuring of energies that only the greatest, the oldest, or the Hive could ever fathom to hold merged together. It was quick, and it was painless.
Nemesis closed her eyes with a smile, while Rito's own instead remained open, his fists trembling. The large talon burned with flames lacking color, and as it descended from my back to slam into the young girl's body, Rito suddenly lunged forward.
I watched dispassionately as the talon burned through him, making him gasp and gag as blood splattered out of his mouth, his body twitching in pain. Energies beyond the comprehension of mortals rushed out of the Spark, igniting abruptly as it was from the shock and trying, and failing at that, to escape into another plane. My Slivers hissed and howled as one, the Psionic net clutching upon this world fiercely, holding in everything that dared to try to escape.
Once it was done, Nemesis stood on her own two feet, ensnared by a dozen of my talons as I surrounded her frame and that of Rito, bringing them both back to their home-plane, if by the city's outskirts.
Nemesis looked down at her hands, and then back up at me. "I-" she growled, "I said I was the one-"
"And that is what happened," I remarked with a shrug, letting my talons go off her frame, the wound on Rito's body snapping shut as the Spark within him proceeded to heal the grievous damage. "He'll wake up in a few hours at most, a fully awakened Planeswalker, and by my standards you have died," I shrugged. "As a potential Planeswalker, that is," I quipped with a dry smile, the talons surrounding Rito a bit more, as if afraid he'd slip away and end up in the breasts of some random girl down the street. "I won't tell him that though," I continued. "Perhaps a death on his hands will be enough to make him take what happens next seriously, I wonder."
"What sort of alien creature are you Planeswalkers?" Nemesis asked, "to have your young merge with humans so easily-or perhaps, with other alien races...is that how you are born?"
"That is for us to know," I remarked. "Though you may think whatever you wish, I won't stop you from doing that, since I won't be around to stop you. He'll be back, though," I pointed at Rito. "Perhaps in a matter of days, or weeks at most. Once he's learned the dangers of the Multiverse, then I'll let him go back home."
Nemesis raised an eyebrow. "There are things out there so powerful they scare even a so proclaimed immortal?"
I smiled. "Oh no, they don't scare me," I said with a bitter smile.
I slowly began to disappear, dragging Rito through the Blind Eternities with me.
"They make me wish I had never learned of their existence to begin with."