Name: Omari “Beast Mode” Jakande

Omari, the Jakandes called him,

Beast Mode he wasn’t yet.

Though even as a calf,

He was one none could forget.

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Science, near-forgotten,

Was mastered by this youth.

In a world obsessed with dust,

He journeyed for the truth.

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An offer from Devilles,

Called Omari far from home.

He was promised to be mentored,

So he journeyed off alone.

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The knowledge gained from books,

He had in grand excess.

But the cold truths of life,

He knew of them much less.

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When he arrived in Devilles,

There he quickly understood.

To trust the promise of a stranger,

One. Never. Should.

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There was no mentorship,

He was thrown into a cage.

To his captors, he felt indifferent,

To himself was only rage.

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He was tricked into fighting for others,

Deceived into nasty blood sport.

He learned to fight for himself,

He became his only support.

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In the bloody arenas of Devilles,

Most are broken and spit out.

Omari entered as a calf,

Beast Mode is who came out.

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Beast Mode was no longer a prisoner,

His cage no longer prison.

He feared none inside or out,

The legend had arisen.

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The arena came to bore him,

But few could ever leave.

But when Beast announced his intentions,

To stop him non conceived.

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In fear of his revenge,

They sent him on his way.

All profits they would usually keep,

But they made him rich that day.

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Beast Mode did not forget,

Who could forgive their crime?

To the orca who led the gang,

Revenge would be served in time.

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For now, Beast thought not of them,

He had so much to see.

The galaxy was open to him,

He knew that he was free.

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His credits bought a merchant ship,

The best that one could buy.

And for the next few years,

His home became the sky.

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He saw it all, he felt it all,

He took it all inside.

All experience that could be had,

He would not be denied.

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One normal day a strange chance came,

A Collective sent the transmission.

Broadly sent, many must have heard,

It would be a fun competition.

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He flew his ship, hard and fast,

But a hungry cat was faster.

A well won-loss disturbed him not,

But what was the Collective after?

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He later learned that on that day,

A prophet was the cargo.

What prophet was this that meant so much,

He knew he had to know.

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He could not say what drew him in,

What made him so obsessed.

But until he cracked this creatures code,

He would not think of rest.

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He followed close and watched closer,

Fascinated by this creature.

Soon he longed, such a purposed being,

Could one day be his teacher?

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His chase took him to Zesastea,

Where he lost him for more than a week.

When he finally emerged, Beast Mode knew,

It was his time to speak.

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When Beast approached, the prophet was,

Not even a little surprised.

When Beast offered his services, he answered promptly,

“Yes.” with a smile in his eyes.

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“What will you do? Where will you go?”

Beast offered to be his guide.

“Take us to Laruta, destiny’s calling,

Like it called you to my side.”

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The quickly left, and quickly they,

To Laruta did arrive.

Surveying the scene, Beast realized,

Their bad fortunes had allied.

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Ships and weapons, armies and war,

They were greeted by this sight.

If Beast knew fear, could feel afraid,

He’d have retreated in frights flight.

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But he felt no fear, was not afraid,

He landed his ship in close.

Would they die today? He wondered not,

The answer no one knows.

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The Collective had prepared a grand defense,

The power of the galaxy on show.

The rebel militia, equally funded,

Presented a valiant foe.

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A third player, no less equipped,

Hovered on the sides.

The pirate army, an epic force,

Had the power to turn the tides.

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A strange silence hung in the air,

No weapons were being used.

Every player was cautious to move,

The first move they all refused.

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Beast Mode on alert, mind of focus,

He calculated every threat.

The army, the militia, then the pirates,

He saw the orca he’d never forget.

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A moment’s hesitation was meant with a look,

From the one, he now called teacher.

He understood what Beast must do,

He nodded, implying, end that creature.

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Through the crowds paralyzed in fear,

A blur flew past them.

There was no hate in his heart,

Only a force of justice, to condemn.

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The power of his charge,

Broke the defense like a train,

Bringing him face to face with the orca,

Who’d tried to cause him such pain.

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It was true, while they’d intended pain,

He’d been empowered.

But to those less strong,

He’d seen them devoured.

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For those beasts less beast than him,

He gripped the orca’s throat.

Having sinned against God and Beast,

This orca would be smote.

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The body limp in his hands,

Beast realized how many times he’d been shot.

He cared not for himself,

Now that justice had been wrought.

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Before he could react,

A small device in the orca’s heart.

Registered no beats,

A destination it prepared to start.

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A blast erupted so loud,

So loud no one could hear.

Beast Mode and metal shards,

Were sent flying clear.

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The shockwave spread in every direction,

As ships and buildings exploded one by one.

Chaos erupted, missiles were fired,

Smoke blocked out the sun.

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“Destruction, hence, like creation, is one of Nature’s mandates.” Marquis De Sade