Uncle
Something out of some starcraft ocs I have
Theme: Starcraft/Protoss
Characters: Arashnul, Namaium, Nimander, Thraos (Protoss ocs)
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Arashnul is an ex Tal'Darim zealot, sharing her blood with 9 step-brothers, she always was in bad relations with the youngest, Thraos, the one prodigy engineer with thirst of power and secretly devote to Amon and Ma'Lash, encountered big interest, alsmot affinity with machines, so closely and noxious, that kill Purifiers for studing the ancient enginering, improving it and using their carcases as external armours and weapons, hacking databases and units is one of his best skills but his experiments extend more than everyone's expectations, and he caught an eye of Arashnul's twin children.
Was difficult for Arashnul keeping an eye on Nimander and Namaium in the big streets of Antioch, waser turn to watch the kids while Mazkalar was busy on his duties at the workshop, and of course, she cannot stop doing hers, but at least her task weren t too risky for that day; the little infants, now able to walk, talking, but unfortunatlly, run and climbing everywhere, enjoying their first trip on Aiur outside their mother s ship ,their little paws pat pat on the warm ground, makin their way among the adults when Arashnul finally lost their track and her research begun. dammn it, these kids, when did they turn so hyperactive"groans takes out a device singing the location of the chids, pushed the people for opening her way for looking up the kids; their tracks conduced her to a desolated side of the city, finding finally the kids playing with a figure hidden by the shadows.
Thraos -
oooh look who s there, my dearest big sister! and I suppose, those are my beautyful nephews!- said with a enthusiastic tone of voice, such mood coming up from him was quite intimidating,.Long time have passed since Arashnul spoke with him, nothing much have changed in him, but the heigh and the upgraded purifiers he always hangs with, Thanatos, Pentagon, Rampant, his armor seemed like to grow up with him, always the same, same design.The kids turned around and run towars their mother, jumping and screaming as usually do, mom! uncle Thraos is so funny! I wanna play with him more time! replies the little child accompained by the laughs of her twin sister. ok kids it s time to go pushes them gently to the oposite direction of Thraos while the kids tramtrum demanding to spend more time with their uncle.
yeees mommy, let them play a bit more with them~? - replies the phasemith tapping the tips of his claws, stepping back by an close approaching form Arashnul right on his face, glaring in her shiny red eyes - touch them, and I will you how I ll tear you apart, piece per piece, painfully, and slowly , why wont you? they cna learn interesting things from me, *chuckles* I see potencial in them, look at them, so aggressive and active, they are hold the fate to become the killing machines once your miserable mother expected to do with yo- is interrupted by a strong punch from the merc Tal'Darim that knocking him down made his herlmet fly; putting a feet on his chest
don t even dare to name this person in front of me, I don t care if you share my blood I ll no doubt to kill in this instant
oh, violence in front of the children?, such negligence Arashnul, I thought you were responsible
A little shout comes behind the lady Tal'Darim s back, turned around their children being hold by Thanatos on a strong, but still confortable grip, being controlled of course by the orders from her step-brother.
-look mom! we are high!-, -weeeeeee!- The kids shout of the excitement jump on Thanatos s grab, slowly thighten the grip, Nimander and Namaium started to cough and complaining to be held too thight; Arashnul froze of terror, with open wide eyes stares at the children, guessing what exactly her step-brother is about to do; besides Thraos always responds with jokes or with a double sense in his words, he always meant his actions from his sick mind.
- D-DON T YOU DARE!!-
-then, off the foot please~?- responds, still under the press Arashnul s feet on his chest; the female grunts irritabily and stepping back for fast to look after her toddlers, taking them off the hands of the robotic walking shield, ok kids, now time to go! and far away form here said followed by whispers directed to herself, murmuring in worry to stay more longer near to her crazy step-brother, she wouldn t imagine he would worsen at some point, though she is not so surpriced, remembering she mangled her own mother herself, but at least, she had a motive, Thraos seemed to find a pleasure on hurting others. The Phasemith gets on this heels for them giving a warm playful gesture of goodbye to his nephews, the children respond in a euphoric joy, greeting him waving both arms, they tak their way back to Arashnul s ship.
-mmmh, two young minds seem perfect- thinks Thraos while puts his helmet back -two perfect candidates for my next project, mmh, I ll need new purifier bodies- turning around stares, at Pentagon and Rampant, enters on his purifier shield and grabs his way to his workshop. Vanishing in the shadows where h came from.