Of Myrs, Fire And Mind

“Concentrate… that’s all you need to do, channel the mana into your spark.” Jace said. Both him and Malik were standing in his library situated in the plane of Ravnica. Malik was still new to being a planeswalker at the time. Being the nice man he is Jace took him in and taught him several things, and now he was going to teach Malik how to planeswalk.

“A-am I doing this right?” Malik asked nervously.

“You’re doing just fine.” Jace reassured him.

After a few moments a white light began to form around Malik. “You’re doing good just use a little less mana.” Jace said. His words, however, were lost in the light as it grew bigger and brighter. “Alright, that’s enough. Malik, that’s enough! MALIK STOP!” But alas, it was too late as Malik planeswalked to an unknown plane.

<…>

The queen of blades stood aboard the leviathan. The massive organic structure capable of transporting the Zerg swarm between planets served as a home to her. She had one of those rare moments of peace when she could just stare into outer space and think. Thoughts about revenge were the recurring theme, but this time she was interrupted. Interrupted by a very powerful psionic charge right next to her. It was so strong she could’ve mistaken it for a Hybrid.

With a flash of light a dazed Terran appeared next to her. She could’ve killed him with no effort, but she wanted answers. She used her psionic powers to push the Terran against a fleshy wall of the Leviathan, then lifted one of her skeletal wings and pointed an edge sharp enough to pierce diamond towards the intruder’s throat.

“Who are you? And how did you get into the Leviathan?” She asked with anger.

“I don’t know what this Leviathan is. How can I know how I got in it?” Malik asked still dazed.

“Do not play with me! I have no patience for beings like you!” She replied.

“I am Malik Arcanus, and guessing that I am in this thing you call Leviathan right now, I planeswalked here.” Malik said.

“What do you mean by planeswalked here?” The queen asked with genuine curiosity.

Malik then procedded to explain planeswalkers, from the spark to their ability to travel between planes of existence, and also explaining how his training got him to the Leviathan. “Now if I may ask. Who are you and why are you covered in that purple exoskeleton?”

“I am the queen of blades, leader of the Zerg swarm. And this exoskeleton, as you call it, is a natural armor the Zerg part of my DNA developed.” She answered. “You are currently aboard the Leviathan, an organic structure capable of transporting the swarm between worlds.”

“That explains a lot. Is there anything I can call you besides queen of blades? That’s a pretty long name.” Malik said chuckling.

“How can you laugh at this time?” The queen asked with indignation.

“When my spark was lit up, when I became what I am now… I learned that even life or death situation need some comic relief, it helps us take the mind away to a happier place. Moping around will do nothing, we have to move on and take action. My plane was destroyed and now I’m on a quest, a quest for power.” Malik replied.

“And why do you want this power? Is revenge what you seek?” The queen asked.

“No. Such petty things mean nothing to me. No one should go through what I’ve gone through. No, I will use my powers to protect the other planes of the Multiverse. Be it against the Phyrexian, the Eldrazi or anyone else. I will not let revenge get in the way of my quest. I will kill Flynt to protect the Multiverse, not to have revenge.” Malik explained.

“I see… I already scanned your mind and you don’t seem to be threat to the zerg. In another note I’ve detected a large psionic potential within you and I think we can work a deal out.” The queen said releasing her psionic grip on Malik.

“What have you got in mind?” Malik asked dusting himself.

“I help you control your psionic powers and I get you started on your so called quest, and in turn you help the swarm. Do we have a deal?” She asked.

Malik pondered on it for a few seconds and finally he extended a hand. “You got a deal.” He said before the queen extended her own hand for a handshake.

“Excellent. We shall begin as soon as possible.” The queen said.

<…>

Three weeks had passed since his training begun and Malik was already close to mastering his psionic powers. He trained often on the battlefield against Protoss and Terran soldiers the swarm fought.

He and Kerrigan, as he found out she was called, made an incredible team, using their attacks in devastating combinations. There was no stopping the queen of blades and her sidekick. Due to his battle prowess, Malik quickly earned the title king of blades from the other races.

“You’ve made amazing progress since we started. You are a valuable ally to the swarm, but how would you like to be part of the swarm?” Kerrigan asked.

“You want to make me zerg?” Malik replied with a raised eyebrow.

“It will greatly increase your power and someone like you could prove very useful for the zerg.” She said.

“I’m sorry but I have to refuse. I have to go to the other planes to protect them. The swarm would spend most of the time without me causing me to be virtually useless to you all. Although I can visit from time to time to help the swarm in a time of need.” Malik said.

“Either way we want our allies to be as strong as possible. If you step in the breeding pool we can make you worthy of the title king of blades. And don’t be worried about others such as your teacher or another planeswalker finding out you are zerg, if you stay for about ten minutes in there your body can change between your Terran and zerg forms by a simple psionic command.” Kerrigan said.

“Very well. I’ll take it!” Malik replied, happy with the terms of being half zerg.

“Step into the breeding pool and the mutation will start.” She pointed at a pool of green liquid. Malik nodded and walked through the creep-covered fleshy ground. Once he reached the center of the pool he let the chrysalis cover him to mutate his form. When he got out of there he would be the king of blades, protector of planes.

But then a thought crossed his mind. ‘What will Jace think of me being king of blades? What will everyone think when they find out I accepted to be half zerg? There’s only one way to do this… for now I still am Malik Arcanus, but one day, I will rise and the king of blades will be revealed. One day…’ He thought.

<…>

“That’s how I became the king of blades. That’s how I became what I am now. And this is the power I’ll use to kill Flynt.” Malik said with unparalleled determination as he finished his story.

“For how long did you know about this?” Chandra asked Jace.

“Ever since he became it. Two years ago.” Jace answered.

“And you thought this wasn’t worth saying?!” Chandra asked with anger.

“I knew what Malik planned to do with his power and I agreed with it.” Jace said.

“If I may have a word.” All heads in the room turned towards Zetto, who had an unusual serious expression on his face. “I can see why Malik chose to hide the fact that he is the king of blades. He was afraid everyone would leave before he even had a chance to explain. Not many would like to be friend of a half-zerg being.” He said.

“Well both sides have learned a lot today and I think it would be for the best if we finish this meeting now. Too much information at a time can prove harmful.” Celestia said, to which all agreed.