What Makes A God? (GM)

[Mr. Kaar]

Hades would take the medallion, nod to Mathew and speak.

"Take me to my body."

A quick flash of light and Hades was gone, and so did both bikes, and the one Mathew was on. Prepare for crash.

[Mathew Amtrum]

As Mathew began to crash he tried to imagine his bed from back at home. He didn't really know how Hades had done what he did. And he doubted it would work, but maybe it would break his fall. Or maybe not.

[Mr. Kaar]

It worked actually, a bit too well as his entire room appeared and Mathew landed hard in his bed. Bastille holding the kids one strapped to her hip, the other tied to her back. Rushing to him.

"Get up, loser! Barker soldiers are attacking."

And some sort of explosion would rock the room. The room looked very real.

[Mathew Amtrum]

Mathew shook his head. Where was he? Home. When did he get home? He couldn't really remember when he got here? Maybe he was sleeping? The explosion rocked the house and he climbed back to his feet. Barker soldiers attacking? His brows furrowed. That couldn't be.

Barker was fortifying himself. He was pulling troops inward. He remembered working over that. No. That wasn't right. Mathew was planning an assault. Or did it happen already? It was fuzzy, and hard to think with something wiggling in his pocket....

Shoving his hand inside his pocket to pull out whatever was in there. Did something climb inside it? He couldn't imagine what, but something was certainly moving...

[Mr. Kaar]

Mathew would feel the thing squirming and would pull out a miniature Barker.

"Hey fucker! Let me go! I'll bite ya!"

And it would make chomping motions with his mouth.

"Nya, nya, nya!"

[Mathew Amtrum]

Barker was in his pocket? Barker was in his pocket! It came coming back to him in a moment of lucidity. Snapping him out of the fantasy world that he had unwittingly immersed himself in. Barker was dead. He was dead. He came back for Hades. He needed to find a hole.

"Shut up. You really want to be left here? With her?"

He motioned to his Bastille. Could she see the Barker? She wasn't his Bastille? But he didn't really know what she was.

"Like it or not we are in this together right now. Unless you want to be trapped in the afterlife with me?"

[Mr. Kaar]

Mini Barker would fold his arms and turn his torso to the side pouting.

"Fine."

This bastille could not see Barker, it was Mathews fabrication. It was stuck to the rules of the memory.

[Mathew Amtrum]

He put the Barker on his shoulder.

"We need to find a hole or something. Something that is different and doesn't belong. Besides us."

He said turning his back on this creation and walking out of the room to the downstairs. He was convinced that it wouldn't matter where he was, the world was created by him. It only mattered when it was. Like rifts periodically opening or something.

But what did he know. He wasn't Hades.

[Mr. Kaar]

As they went downstairs they would note soldiers rushing into the room and coming at Mathew with intent to fight.

Barker was looking around. Trying to find this... Hole.

[Mathew Amtrum]

If this was his house it meant that it would be made of stone. Stomping on the ground he would bring the house down around him and Barker. Opening the walls and floors to give them a path out of the house.

It's not real. It's not real. That's not your Bastille. Not your kids. They are waiting for you. Don't be Hades. They are not real. Keep moving. Keep moving. You will see them again. Just keep moving and keep your wits about you. It's not real.

If it worked he would just stride out and help Barker look for some kind of hole or rip or whatever didn't seem in place. Other than this whole situation. This never happened. He didn't know why this was where he ended up.

[Mr. Kaar]

The house came down killing the soldiers and Bastille and the babies.

However the world that opened up was some park with a truck parked near by and a springy young Bastille staring down Mathew.

“look, long story short” she said after a moment. “I give up, im not going to fight someone out of my league, I’ve already learned what I can from this battle, im avoiding the beating part…Homi will kill me if I come home with more wounds. Stupid German left me so tattered psycho room mate went off on a tirade, so tell me what I need to do Matt, or should I say master…just letting you know though, I usually stop calling people master by time three…even bastard blond got tired of it after a while” she rambled.

[Mathew Amtrum]

Wow, it wasn't long ago that he was talking to Bastille and she asked where he would go if he could go back in time. He had said when he first met her, so that he could fall for her all over again. And seeing her again like that, so young and full of life. He almost forgot where he was as his heart tightened up and leaped into his throat. She was just... perfect.

He smirked and turned to Barker all beaming and proud.

"This is when she became my property. Can you believe someone as strong willed as her agreeing to that? Best choice I ever made I think."

Thankfully this was newly slave Bastille, and the Mathew she knew was a jerk who didn't care about other peoples feelings. The younger him. Not too different from the normal him, but it was prior to having a soft spot for her. So he just walked on by her clicking his tongue as he continue to look for a hole.

Though the action was easy, it was hard to not look back. To just... have a moment with her again when she was like that. To be able to relive that moment. It was so tempting, but the real one still needed him. And he made her a promise. He had to be there to deliver on it.

[Mr. Kaar]

They'd move forward easily enough, this time however Barker walked off Mathews shoulder and became full sized seemingly lost in his own illusion for a minute, before coming to.

"That was odd."

The distraction was enough, all of a sudden a pier at night, rain, people cheering, Falenor near by. an army of enthralled listeners holding up flags of dark green, shirts, of green. All of them looking to Mathew for inspiration. Because tomorrow was to be the beginning of a brighter future.

[Mathew Amtrum]

Mathew grabbed hold of Barker by the shirt as he looked around the area. He remembered this way. The Green rebellion. In response to the Headmaster gassing the students Mathew had started a revolution. The events would later lead to him getting black bagged and sent to 259 for intense correction. Which would lead to him getting captured and experimented on. The data of which Barker used in his experiments that progressed far enough to drive him to nuke the world.

This was the start of it all, where the dominos began to fell.

"Jesus fuck." He shook his head. "It's taking me further back each time..."

[Mr. Kaar]

Barker would look at the scene.

"I have files on this actually. The Green Rebellion, third 552 war as it was also known. You lead followers like Marcus Prasad to the school and proceeded to mow down anyone not wearing green. Leon showed back up for his apprentice at the time, and you had a show down with the School Captain Areon Fury. Poor Boy. One of my scientists decided to kill that one."