[EN] Before there was EXTENDAR, there was Kor-Dar. With Trap-Jaw, he met his destiny. But the Sorceress could save him. Event if that that would mean that she would make Kor-Dar to something completely different….
Arrived at the top of the mountain range, she landed directly in front of a dark cave entrance. She let out a scream. In the cave it flashed briefly. HE was present.
“Come in, my old friend,” said the Alechmist in a dark voice. He wore a brown cowl. He wore a hood over his head so that one could not see his face. “What can I do for you?”
Zoar told him what had happened. The alchemist nodded. “We can not revice his body. It’s too late for that. But we can give him a new one.”
With these words, the alchemist strode to his forge. Next to a huge fire stood several wrought iron cauldrons. He heated it and put in various pieces of metal. These he mixed with other substances from a variety of bottles that stood around him. Several times it sparked and blazed out of the kettles.
The alchemist poured the molten metal into various forms. A head shape. An forging template for an arm. Hands, upper body. Feet. The cast metal shone silvery.
Time was progressing. And then everything was done. The alchemist turned to Zoar and looked into her eyes: “I’m ready.” Zoar spread her wings and sat in the middle of the moldings. Then she let the power of Grayskull work. The room was bathed in light. Kor-Dars matter rose and floated in the room. Like mist, she now slipped into the artificial body parts lying on the floor. A glare, lightning – then it was dark in the room. And nothing happened.
Zoar screamed. A spell she uttered in her falcon form. The parts moved. And were put together as if there was an invisible hand. The legs were attached to the body. The arms tightened tightly on the shoulders. The head, the visor, the helmet. Everything became a whole.
And after not something but SOMEONE lay on the ground: a metallic warrior. Clad in a shiny silver armor. And he moved. The warrior opened his eyes. Stood up. And then the warrior extended his head like a telescope. The metallic man now reached to the cave ceiling. The arms followed and lengthened until they reached the cave’s ceiling.
Now Kor-Dar was more than twice the size of the alchemist. The warrior lowered his visor. And looked at Zoar and the alchemist. “Thank you for the salvation. Although you could not save my body, you kept my spirit.” Kor-Dars voice sounded metallic-dark now. Zoar nodded. She then flew out of the cave. The alchemist disappeared in the dark of the cave.
Kor Dar stepped out of the cave. Glowing morning light dazzled him. With a whir, he raised his visor to protect his sensitive robotic eyes. And then EXTENDAR, as he would be called by his friends from now on, started to descend the mountain. He had a lot to be taken care of. There was still a lot of evil to fight. And Trap-Jaw would be first one he’d pay a visit.
Why a “new” Origin Story?
This is an Origins story I’ve written about Extendar. Certainly there is an “official” one. That’s not what I’m concerned about. I’ve always been bothered by the fact that the background stories in the mini-comics of the vintage characters are sometimes a bit too short and one-dimensional. Especially with the vintage figures that were released later in the toy line.