[center][img]https://img.roleplayerguild.com/prod/users/019a58cc-335c-728b-81b4-5b6cf0452251.webp[/img][/center] Jaime panted. His body calming, the adrenaline leaving his system after the events of the last few [i]minutes[/i]. That was all it had been, minutes. Everything that had happened, the torture, the nearly dying. How many times had he nearly died?. [url=https://geekthegathering.co.uk/wp-content/uploads/2018/05/nova_2.png][color=white][i]'Nova'[/i][/color][/url] hovered before him, he had just said something. [i]Not bad for our first day.[/i] What was that supposed to mean? Jaime looked all around him and he spun, seeing the gold-blazing woman zip back towards them. Looking down at his hands, still encased in the blue and black alloy that coated his entire body. [i]Wait a second I'm in space.[/i] His heart thundered in his chest, his lungs burned as they ached for oxygen. [color=483D8B][/color] [quote][color=#f07244]“I think I was a bit late to whatever party that was, mind catching me up?”[/color][/quote] The Golden-Girl spoke but he couldn't hear her, how could he, he was in space? How was he breathing- [color=483D8B][/color] Was he going to die from exposure or radiation? How was he supposed to get back to Earth? [color=483D8B][/color] This had all happened so quickly, he had just been skating passed Kord on his way to find, Tye! What had happened to him, and his family. How long had he really been gone. No, this wouldn't do. He had to find a way, he turned and looked out into the vastness of space. In the distance he could see a faint blue dot, that had to be Earth, right? How on Earth was he supposed to get there anytime soon- Sam drifted through space towards the so called [url=https://eu-images.contentstack.com/v3/assets/blt8770191dea35bccc/bltf8858065be586e15/64d3e6d7216e0559c3f52f87/blue_beetle.png][color=white][i]'Blue Beetle'[/i][/color][/url]. He was spiralling, Sam could see it. His eyes were wide, and as he looked around space, spinning looking at his hands his shoulders rocked back and forth as if he was trying to find air, his lungs denying him the oxygen he needed. Sam reached out through the void, and grasped onto his shoulders. Focusing on the energy within himself, Sam poured it into the helmet. Trying to make him shine brighter, for the moment ignoring the girl who had drifted her way over to them. [i]Not that they had needed the help.[/i] [color=DAA520]"Hey-"[/color] Eyes still wide and unfocused. Brighter. [color=DAA520]"[i]Hey-[/i]"[/color] More. [color=DAA520]"[b][i]HEY![/i][/b]"[/color] That did the trick, as Blues eyes focused in on him. "Come back to me Blue, you're alright. Breathe." Sam maintained his grip, he remembered a story his dad had told him. The first time he had been in space, how he felt untethered and lost. Unconnected, it had been Titus - one of his fathers instructors, who had grabbed hold of him and brought him back. Part of Sam felt guilty, he had never felt more free. Up here, away from everything that held him down. [color=DAA520]"You're okay Blue, we did it. We beat the bad guy-"[/color] Sam slowly let go, and drifted his way back slightly to give them an-okay degree of seperation. He nodded over to the Golden-Girl. [color=DAA520]"-A simple job for this one, she must have activated their hyperdrive to send the ships away."[/color] Sam turned to look at her. [color=DAA520]"Good job on that, by the way."[/color] [color=6495ED]"Good Job."[/color] Jaime croaked quietely. As if his own voice threatened to betray him. Sam beamed at his new friend, trial by fire and all that. They [i]were[/i] friends now. Whether Blue knew it or not. [color=DAA520]"There he is, welcome back buddy!"[/color] Sam gave him a friendly pat on the back. Knocking Jaime forward, who panicked and threw out his arms to catch him, which in the emptiness of space was a fruitless endeavour. [color=483D8B][/color] Jaime came to a stop. [color=6495ED]"Okay, Okay I get it."[/color] Jaime snapped, and then turned gingerly back to the other two space-borne teenagers. [color=6495ED]"Lo siento, I uh. It's just, it's been a lot."[/color] Jaime looked at the golden-girl. [color=6495ED]"It's a long story, but I think that the white-tiger-guy-"[/color] [color=DAA520]"Titus."[/color] [color=6495ED]"-was wanting to get this, thing-"[/color] Jaime raised his thumbs back over his shoulder, indicating towards the middle of his back. [color=6495ED]"-off me. I'm not entirely sure why but, I'm glad you two showed up when you did."[/color] [color=DAA520]"Yeah, I guess we were all just lucky."[/color] [hr] [center][img]https://encrypted-tbn0.gstatic.com/images?q=tbn:ANd9GcQXBOn5jUD2U1Yaea72OzMoVhl1dnGO1atmLA&s[/img][/center] [i]There was no such thing as luck.[/i] He had lived for millenia, seen empires rise and fall. From both the small and the pitiful to the great and mighty. He had been a conqueror, a protector and a watcher. Yet the only constant, had been him. Not through any divine hand, no command from on-high and no [i]luck.[/i] As always it was him who controlled his own destiny, he moved the pieces as he saw fit. The Earth was just a giant game of Mehet, Chess, or Monopoly. Depending on what age you had been born. The interloper had come for the Scarab. That which had plagued his people long ago, before he had been cursed with this eternal existence. It was this that had started the chain of events that led to his torture, he had been but a shaman then. The warrior brought terror and bloodshed, demanding subjugation. All that stood before him had fallen, so when Nabu and the Wizard had come to him with a proposal. How could he say no? His magic had always been weak, but together they succeeded in beating the warrior. Hiding away the infernal contraption where it would never be found - until Dan Garrett. He had cursed himself, once he had ascended he should have known to return for the Scarab, and keep it close. Such as the All-Father had done with his many trophies. Humanity, as hard as they fought for survival often started the chain of events that led to their own destruction. Dan Garrett had found the scarab, and had even worn it to become the Vigilante known as the [b]BLUE BEETLE[/b]. He had feared that Garrett would have been corrupted by its influence, but whatever residual effects its imprisonment had on it appeared to dimish its capacity. He decided not to reveal himself, but to keep his eye on the situation. When Garrett had died, he passed the scarab on to his protege. A business-man and inventor called Ted Kord. Ted, for all the short-comings humanities media liked to go on about, appeared to have some modicum of intelligence and had identified the scarab for what it truly was. A one man army. Still, he had not hidden it. Instead he turned it into a force for good. He had been proud of Teds accomplishments, before the arrival of Titus, the intervention of the Nova Corpsman was an interesting adjustment. Things were now being set in motion that would lead Earth down a very different path, and no matter the destination. He would ensure that his goals, were met.