>>5999952https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=TnEJzIWDY-s“What the-?” you exclaim, only for more lines you've never seen to begin taking over the code. Immediately you realize that you've underestimated the Mother Box. All this time, you'd thought that you had it contained. But, instead it seems to have snuck through your defenses, infecting your ship with it's own code. “Dammit, you think that you can fuck with me?”
Immediately you go on the attack, fingers flying over the keys and activating failsafe after failsafe. You'd underestimated the box's capabilities, and now the entire network's at risk.
“Orga, activate the cyber defense. The Box is attacking.” you <span class="mu-i">think</span> to him immediately. But as you attack the box, more and more taunting messages begin appearing. You grit your teeth, fingers moving faster as you try fighting it. But the device is <span class="mu-i">faster</span> that you, forcing you onto the defensive rapidly. With an annoyed snarl you rise up from the chair, prepared to go disconnect the Mother Box. But, as you do, turning to face it, suddenly a barrier unlike anything you've ever seen before springs to life around it. Strange runes, looking vaguely familiar to the Mother Box's language swim in the crimson shield, glowing brighter than the shield itself.
“What the fuck?” you say, taking a step back from it. Every instinct you have screams that you need to flee, to get away, but refuse to back down to this damn box. “You really think I can't stop you?”
Immediately you try reaching out with the Force, trying to grab the box through the barrier it's erected around itself. But you can't reach through that barrier, whatever it is made of. So, realizing you've got little choice, draw your right hand back, gathering your ki into your first two fingertips.
“Looks like I've got some repair work in my future.” you say, firing a Death Slash at some of the cables protruding from outside the barrier. Intending to cut it free by force, despite the hours of work it'd take to repair all the cabling. But as your attack slashes into the cables, electricity hissing and sparking, suddenly the cables all snap towards you. “SHIT!”
Thrusting your left hand forward, you release a wave of telekinetic force. Shoving the cables back into the wall, only for the emergency alarm to start blaring. The automated voice speaks as well, but it doesn't say anything you've ever programmed in.
“This vessel belongs to Lord Darkseid.” the automated female voice says, you glancing to your wrist computer and seeing the soldiers all activating. All the Battle and Vulture Droids all activate, you telepathically reaching back out to Orga. “All of creation belongs to Lord Darkseid.”
