Siren Eschaton

Being shot through time was like traveling at high velocity through dark electronic slime that you could not see. You could smell it and feel it but due to the intense light of the process your eyeballs had to be gagged from the artificial sun machines Feinburg had perfected in his perfect anger.

Time was now irrelevant to Feinburg but the year was (X). The moment in the precurse,the historical record, had arrived to cease Axis. A war Item that has been on Siren's mind since its creation at the beginning of the holoveverse. She seeks things of great age, of great destruction, and of great Soliton reflection; for where there is matter there is anti-mattter or dark matter, where there is Soul there is Oversoul, where there is Eschaton, the last object at the end of time, there is Siren.

Siren made herself ready in the anteroom watching and rewatching the tapes of where the players positioned themselves. She liked to refer to them as players to maintain a casual detachment to the world around her. She studied for the proper moment for her attack to decide whether an overt or covert option would be most prudent.

She decided at last on covert not for bravado alone, but also for a fresh chance to test her ever growing array of weaponry and skills rarely goes turned down.

"Siiren there are a few things we need to discuss. Have you finished reviewing what you would like to review?" spoke Feinburg in a Gruff but caring manner.

"Yes I am ready." spoke Siren.

They walked in tandem down a long sterile hallway filled with light. Their gait suggested one of dear friendship. Siren sensed that Dr. Feinburg was about to tell her something of great import as this was somewhat left of the normal protocol before mass confrontation. Feinburg opened a door to the right several meter down the hall.

It was a large open white room with no decoration at all, completely bare. He then spoke several commands and a large transparent screen dropped from the ceiling one millimeter thick and brought up the ritual scene at the approximate point Siren was to join in order to acquire Axis. He pointed to Graven and stated somberly.

"This man has the ability to do great harm to you. In this circle only one of these has the ability to kill you. It is this man. Once you are in you have five minutes..."

Time is precious and finite when you are sent back into it and one can loose life or soul or purpose. Time becomes a commodity and in abundance when viewing its parameters from its inverse, or from the outside as Feinburg views it.

They both walk back into the hallway and into the (war room) were (rage against the machine's calm like a bomb) is blairing out on surround sound. Siren undresses and prepares her body for the necessary injections for the trip. Tryptamine solutions for hightened night vision and alertness. A sulfate mixture of amphetamine and adrenaline spliced with endorphin for added strength and agility has now been injected. And finally as a last resort in case of death a lethal dose of Lysergic dyethylamide Dymethyltryptamine 1000 micrograms placed on coded pad near her heart because she wants to die like Aldous Huxley if she has to go.

Siren dresses after the injection preparations are complete in her standard issue black scaled trench goat(thats for you jason)lol)and slips into the dry chamber that houses her guns that she has spent the night with cleaning loading and checking for safety as she always does her self before a mission and lays down in the chamber.

Feinburg gives a caring nod to Siren and he closes the transparent glass as it begins to be engulfed by a translucent plasma that thickens and rises to the point where Siren can no longer be seen. The plasma now becomes a hard crystal casing solid as steel. Feinburg does something that he has never done before. He reaches for a laser utensil near his work station and etches a symbol over the crystal over where Siren's head would be.

"Leviathan Rise" he says as he pushes her crystal casing into the green electrical soup that will send her back in time to the ritual to attempt to steal Axis from Graven.

Siren arrives about (two kilometers from the ritual and twenty minutes from the time Graven will yank Axis from his head). In silence an in focus she makes