THE TERMINATOR

Yaris was in his office when his gadget rang and the familiar voice of the senate leader boomed in the silent environment.
"I need you to gather another larger army and fly down to Africa to get us the original scepter."
"Scepter again? I believe Horus had sent this some days ago." Yaris let out with a stunning look.
"No, he tricked us and sent a fake scepter to us." The voice answered back, paused for a while, then resumed his speech. "You must capture him alive, then bring him along with the scepter to face his crime."
"That son of devil deserved whatever punishment decreed against him."
"Aye, he sure does. You must take over the African continent, as soon as the scepter is sent to us." The voice On the other side of the call let out.
"I will need a valid document, with the king's seal on it, to make my invasion legit."
"Yes, it will be sent to your gadget, as soon as the call end."
"And how will know the real scepter when I see it?"
The voice halted for a while, cursed silently, then let out. "I will command one of the scientists to come down to your location, you must go along with him, in order not to be fooled by Horus and his human accomplice.
"That's better, your lordship."
"It takes twelve hours to reach earth in our fastest spaceship, the scientist will be there as soon as daybreak tomorrow morning." The senate leader announced.
"Then we will be out as soon as possible," Yaris answered back.
"Did you remember that we have little time left, commander Yaris?"
"Aye," Yaris answered back. "What about the banned weapon, can we still use it against humans and any opponent that may stand in our way of accomplishment?"
"Yes, use whatever weapons you need to bring the scepter home, and of course, that deceitful Horus."
Yaris smiled with excitement, the mobs he had seen in Africa seemed desperate and brave, and only the use of this powerful weapon guarantee a fast result.
"What did you know of Seoul's death?" The voice that belonged to the senate leader asked over the phone.
"He was consumed before I arrived, and Horus only show me the video where he was attacked by Apollon, and both died in the conflict," Yaris answered back, stunned at the turn of the conversation, and the unexpected question from the senate leader.
"We saw the video as well, but the confusion was if the weapon belong to us or the Apollons."
"Am not in the position to answer this, sir."
"Set up an inquiry and find this out as well." The senate leader let out, then disconnect the call and the total silence returned to the environment, but for a while. The buzzing of his gadget soon blotted the sacred silence.
Yaris smirked, stood up abruptly, then hissed out.
He just finished writing his permission for a week's holiday and was about to mail it, when the call entered his gadget.
Giving no time to bemoan his fate, Yaris walked toward the door, jerked it open, stepped out into the corridor, then banged the door furiously.
And the poor wooden door shook in its hook, and a crack suddenly appeared vertically on it.
The outside was a vast large of land, and different tall and magnificent buildings make the environment look classical.
Thousands of Hoorays were seen attending to their task, and all eyes within, instantly fell on their commander, as he stepped into their midst.
Four among them were seen walking fastly towards their commander, bowed at him, then one let out.
"We are about to come down to your office, we heard Horus present a fake scepter."
"Yes," Yaris answered back. "We are ordered to capture him and the scepter, and bring them home."
The four Hoorays grinned, then the first speaker asked. "When are we moving?"
"We are awaiting the scientist that will confirm the credible of the scepter, before sending it back home."
"We heard we are now allowed the use of our banned weapon." Another Hooray let out.
"Yes, we are free to use whatever weapon we need."
"So we move tomorrow."
"Yes," Yaris answered back, gawked at his general, and announced. "Each of you should arrange two thousand of your strongest men, and gathered them this time tomorrow."
The four generals bowed, they walked out of the view of their boss, to raise the eight thousand warriors needed to get the scepter and take it home.
Yaris veered, then walked back into his office, to be preparing for his next.
"Can anything go wrong?" Yaris asked himself, looked around for an answer from the invisible gods and goddesses, then smirked as if none is forthcoming.
Of course, Yaris has reasons to be confident in the success of his mission.
First and foremost, another seven thousand Hoorays are awaiting him in the base in Africa, then another ten thousand are to fly down to whatever location he wants, whenever they are needed.
Secondly, with this banned weapon, nothing can stop his warriors and humans will soon be turned into dust if they dare object, or try to show their bravery.
Even without the weapon, he had been able to conquer all the oppositional gangs, and the future of the Hooray in Asia is now brighter, and the new world order will soon be launched.
Only one thing remains, the scepter!
With a satisfied grin, Yaris selected his best armor and wore it over his golden clothing that was weaved like a suit, and the appearance of the tall and menacing-looking commander with a ponytail looked exactly like a terminator.
Which in truth, he is.
Yaris was nicknamed the terminator, when he singlehandedly sneaked into the biggest barrack in China, then terminate two thousand men before the daybreak.
When the rest of the Hoorays arrived, they met the gate of the barrack opened, and Yaris was seen sleeping on some corpses in military uniform.
This single act of bravery had earned the unknown Hooray a name, then rapidly promoted, and he was soon the commander of the whole continent, within a few months.
Yaris was a half-cast, a combination of Hooray and Apollon.
He was rejected by both clans when he was a toddler, because of his strange look and was dumped inside the same bottomless pit, where Seoul was imprisoned.
From a toddler, Seoul had to take care of the weak and sickly half-cast, and a fatherly bond had grown between the two estranged entities.
Several years later, a new king was installed on the thrown, and he was a relative of Yaris. So he pleaded on behalf of his kin, and when the invasion started a few years later, the king lobbied with his senators, and got Yaris drafted as a warrior, then send into the Asia region.
And that was the beginning of the sudden rise of the lonely half-cast.