“SO… WHERE IS IT???” LORD-PRINCE DRELLIX ASKED Axius, who had just returned from his journey to the wretched crime-world of Skilia.

  “WHERE IS IT, AX?! I WANNA SEE IT!” Lord-Prince Titanus demanded in a thunderous voice as Axius gave both him and Drellix cold glares.

  “Ugh… ‘He’, brother,” Lord-Prince Axius said to the dimwitted Titanus after breathing a sigh. “Not ‘it’.”

  “He???” Drellix repeated in confusion.

  “Yes, Drell,” Axius nodded. “HE.”

  “Urgh… Alright, thracker. Who did you bring back with you from that cursed WASTE of a planet??? Tis not some drift-blading raxx-eater, is it? YOU KNOW we don’t align ourselves with such lowly filth.”

  “WHO I brought back with me from Skilia shall be a strong ally in our quest to finally reobtain the Pyramid, brother.”

  “NO ONE IS STRONGER THAN ME!!!” Titanus roared.

  Looking up at his youngest brother, Axius stated, “I mean ‘no offense’, Titanus… BUT I BEG TO THRACKING DIFFER.”

  “ENOUGH WITH THE THRACKING GAMES, AX!” Drellix angrily raged. “Who did you bring us?!”

  “A KADORIAN CHANGELING,” Lord-Emperor Vexas bellowed from behind, causing both Drellix and Titanus to turn around and face their eldest brother.

  Walking through an automatic doorway entrance into the Decimator's primary Docking Bay Port, the cloak wearing Ventrix joined his brothers with a small squad of four obsidian and crimson armored, Pulsar Arm Cannon wielding Vexan Royal Guards following him closely from behind.

  “A Kadorian Changeling,” Drellix asked in confusion. “But… HOW CAN THIS BE??? I thought the Kadorians were extinct? WIPED OUT BY PLAGUE.”

  “Tis the LAST of its kind, brother,” Ventrix revealed.

  “AND HE IS WILLING TO AID US IN OUR MISSION,” Lord-Prince Axius followed.

  “He?” the Lord-Emperor asked as he turned a look of confusion in Axius’s direction.

  “Yes, Ven… HE,” the Lord-Prince corrected. “He… THE CHANGELING is willing to aid us in our quest, brother, so please, show him at least a tiny morsel of respect.”

  “Interesting. Let us get ONE THING STRAIGHT before we meet this thracking savage, Axius: The Changeling is only ‘willing’ to help us because we spent QUITE the grand amount of currens to possess IT. Which reminds me… HOW MUCH did you end up purchasing the shapeshifter for? A hundred thousand currens? TWO HUNDRED THOUSAND???”

  “Five hundred.”

  “Five hundred thousand currens, eh? Hmm… Tis not totally terrible. I would’ve tried to ‘deal’ a bit more though.”

  “NO, VENTRIX,” Axius firmly denied. “Not ‘five hundred thousand currens’. FIVE HUNDRED MILLION.”

  Both Drellix and Titanus’s mouths then dropped in shock after hearing their elder brother reveal the massive sum that he had purchased Malick for from the Nyte.

  “You spent five hundred million currens… ON A SHAPE-CHANGER?!?!” an enraged Ventrix blared as Axius closed his eyes and took his verbal tirade..

  “Yes. Yes, I… URGH!”

  An ‘invisible force’ suddenly latched itself around Axius’s torso causing him to be pulled towards the Vexan Lord-Emperor.

  Grabbing Axius by the neck with one hand, Ventrix blared in his younger brother’s face, “YOU SPENT HALF A BILLION CURRENS ON A THRACKING BEAST?!?!”

  “Vuh-Vuh-Ventrix,” is all Axius could scoff out before Ventrix used his enhanced strength to LAUNCH him several feet back into a stack of munitions and loading crates.

  “How could you do something so kroonish?! SO INSANE,” the Lord-Emperor screamed at his brother. “Our empire is VASTLY declining every waking milli-cycle, Axius! You cannot just WASTE currens… OUR EMPIRE’S CURRENS like you did back on Skilia, you thracking SKOGGER!”

  “Urgh… Ugh… Vuh-Ventrix,” Axius stammered out between pained groans and grunts. “Ugh… I only did what was necessary in… Urgh… Aiding our forces.”

  “RAXX!!! What you did was THROW AWAY what little thracking currens our empire has left! I should extinguish your life-force, you thracking raxx-eater!”

  “GET THE THRACK OFF OF ME!!!” Lord-Prince Drellix shouted after shoving aside the Lord-Emperor’s Royal Guard detail in order to approach his elder brothers.

  With Ventrix now having drawn out his Pulsar Lancer to hold Axius under one of its dual-blades, Drellix cried out, “BROTHER… STOP!!! Just forget about this meaningless raxx! Tis not worth it!!!”

  “TIS EASY FOR YOU TO SAY, DRELL,” Ventrix slammed back as he kept Axius under his killing blade. “‘Twas not your currens that this thrack KROONISHLY SPENT on a thracking changeling!”

  “Just let it go, Ventrix! LET IT GO!!!”

  “NO! I SHALL NOT LET IT GO, DRELLIX! Not until this thrack returns my currens! IN FULL!!!!!!”

  “STOP IT, VENNY!!!” Lord-Prince Titanus roared as he slammed his HEAVY feet down on the impenametal floor of the hangar bay. “AXIUS ISN’T OUR ENEMY… THE GUARDIANS ARE!”

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  “He’s right, Ventrix,” Drellix agreed as he continued to glare at his eldest brother.

  Narrowing his sights at his two brothers, Ventrix gritted his teeth and snarled at them.

  “URGH… RISE, KROONE!” Lord-Emperor Vexas snapped after pulling back his lancer from the still downed Axius.

  As Axius started to push himself back up to his feet, the Lord-Emperor demanded, “So… Where be this ‘GRANDLY COSTING’ CREATURE???”

  “Ugh… Aboard your Astro-Shuttle,” Axius grunted out whilst giving his elder brother a sour look.

  “Then show it to us… AT ONCE!!!”

  With a smoldering expression on his slime-secreting face, Axius turned around to face the Lord-Emperor’s Astro-Shuttle.

  “BRING HIM OUT,” the Vexan Lord-Prince ordered as the squad of Wartroopers who accompanied him to Skilia filed out of the Astro-Shuttle’s darkened insides down its extended loading bay ramp.

  “Starblazes,” Drellix uttered with his eyes widened as he and everyone else watched the towering Malick stomped out of the Astro-Shuttle with the Wartroopers covering his hide closely as they held their Pulsar Auto-Rifles primed and at the ready.

  Bound by a two pairs of ‘electro-chained’ magna-bonders, which were clasped around his thick wrists and ankles… And with an Electro-Shock Collar latched around his strong neck, Malick set his glowing sights upon the four royal heads of the Vexan Empire and their hundreds of loyal dregs.

  “THRACK, AX,” Drellix cried out in utter disgust at the Changeling’s horrific appearance. “What a GHASTLY LOOKING creature!”

  Malick then IMMEDIATELY shifted his gaze over to the mohawked Vexan Lord-Prince… Giving him a cold and piercing glare.

  Taking note of the towering beast’s glare towards him, Drellix lowered his dual-brow whilst growling, “Urgh… What the thrack are you looking so fiercely at, you foul wretch?!”

  “MY NEXT FACE,” Malick snapped in a chilling tone. “I would wear it well… DON’T YOU THINK???”

  “Whu-What did you just say to me???”

  “ARE YOU DEAF?”

  Filled with anger, Drellix stormed over towards Malick and stood toe to toe with him.

  “DRELLIX… RESTRAIN YOURSELF,” Axius shouted not in ‘command’, but in warning.

  “NO! Not until this HIDEOUS, FOUL BEAST learns to respect me!”

  “Why should I respect someone who does not respect me in return… VEXAN?” Malick smirked.

  “My name is not ‘Vexan’, you dull creature,” Drellix barked as he edged closer towards Malick’s horrific face. “My name is DRELLIX VEXAS! LORD-PRINCE Drellix Vexas of the ETERNALLY GRAND and FOREVER GLORIOUS VEXAN EMPIRE! AND, as PROPERTY of the Vexan Empire you shall refer to me as-- AGH!!!”

  SUDDENLY, breaking free from his restraints with his vastly underestimated enhanced strength, Malick lashed out towards Drellix and latched his left hand around his neck.

  “DULL CREATURE?!?!” Malick roared as he then let out a deafening screech, triggering Titanus to immediately lunge after him.

  Noticing the youngest and LARGEST Vexas Brother racing towards him, the Changeling kept his chokehold on Drellix as he delivered a CRUSHING sidekick to Titanus’s gut, sending the massive Lord-Prince flying TEN FEET backwards only to crash into and FATALLY SQUASH a squad of Wartroopers.

  “MALICK, STOP!” Axius cried out as Malick continued to mercilessly choke the life-cycle out of Drellix.

  As Drellix gagged and gurgled under his unbreakable grasp, Malick, whilst laughing madly, used the crystal diode that was embedded in the membrane of his exposed brain just above his eyes to quickly scan the Lord-Prince’s face.

  “HOW DO I LOOK NOW, MY LORD??? AM I STILL A HIDEOUS AND FOUL BEAST?!?!” Malick demanded after quickly reforming his face… AND VOICE to look and sound like Drellix’s.

  The mohawked lord-prince’s eyes then widened as he continued to be strangled by the psychotic shape-changer.

  Watching from off to the side, Lord-Emperor Vexas had a stern look on his face whilst one of his Wartroopers turned towards him to ask, “Your Grace… WHAT ARE YOUR ORDERS???”

  Ventrix kept his eyes trained on Malick as he studied the monster’s movements. The Kadorian struck a curiosity within the Lord-Emperor. A curiosity that soon turned into an envious fancy.

  “SIR… YOUR ORDERS,” the same Wartrooper asked again whilst Ventrix still kept his morose lips sealed.

  “MALICK, PLEASE! YOU MUST STOP!!!” Axius pleaded as the Changeling ignored his

  constant commands and pleas.

  “WARTROOPERS… Set your Pulsar Cannons to STUN,” Lord-Emperor Vexas suddenly cried out, shocking Axius. “AND FIRE WHEN READY!!!”

  Heeding the command of their master, several Wartroopers immediately fired ‘electro-stun blasts’ from their Arm Cannons and Pulsar Auto-Rifles at the Kadorian Changeling.

  Malick cried out and roared as the blasts collided with his body and rattled him down to his very waking core.

  With the THOUSANDS OF VOLTS of electro-stun blasts causing his muscles and limbs to seize, Malick instantly released Drellix from his grasp and collapsed down to the ground.

  “DRELLIX!!! Are you alright?!” Axius frantically asked after he had run over to his nearly zeroed younger brother.

  With his muscles frozen temporarily, Malick’s whole body twitched and fidgeted as his face returned to its original, grotesque shape.

  “Huff… Huff… Vuh-Ventrix… BE RID OF IT!!!” Drellix demanded whilst the Lord-Emperor walked over to examine Malick’s motionless frame. “That thracking THING almost zeroed me!”

  “Maybe you should not have ‘provoked’ him then,” Ventrix replied, causing Drellix’s eyes to widen.

  “I witnessed it from the side… WE ALL DID,” the Lord-Emperor continued. “You did, in fact, provoke the Kadorian to attack you after calling him a ‘dull creature’, Drellix. So, by the way we all saw it, brother… YOU DESERVED WHAT JUST HAPPENED TO YOU.”

  “This… This is not right… THIS IS NOT RIGHT,” Drellix angrily proclaimed. “I demand respect! I am a VEXAN LORD-PRINCE!!!”

  “AND I AM THE VEXAN LORD-EMPEROR,” Ventrix sternly returned. “If anyone must ‘demand’ respect upon this grand vessel… TIS SHALL BE I.”

  Enraged by the blatant disrespect and carelessness he was receiving from his eldest brother, Drellix clamored back up to his feet and fled from the Primary Hangar Bay with a squad of hunchbacked Wartroopers shuffling behind him.

  “Thracking childling,” Ventrix cursed as he went to set his sights back down upon the last Kadorian Changeling.

  “Brother? What are you doing???” Lord-Prince Axius asked as he watched Ventrix take a knee at Malick’s side.

  Placing his gloved left hand on Malick’s bony forehead, Ventrix smirked whilst the monstrous beast continued to shiver and shake in pain, “WE’RE GOING TO HAVE A LOT OF AMUSEMENT WITH YOU.”