The Death and Resurrection of EXTENDAR (a Masters of the Universe Fan Fiction Origin Story) I Tod und Auferstehung des EXTENDAR (eine Masters of the Universe Fan Fiction Origin Story)


SYNOPSIS
[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….

[DE] Vor EXTENDAR gab es Kor-Dar. Eine Begegnung mit Trap-Jaw besiegelte sein Schicksal.  Doch die Sorceress konnte ihn retten. Auch wenn das bedeutete, dass sie Kor-Dar zu etwas vollkommen anderem machen musste…


DIE DEUTSCHE VERSION BEFINDET SICH WEITER UNTEN I READ THE GERMAN VERSION BELOW.
There was no escape. Kor-Dar was encircled. Here in this valley. And his opponent pointed the laser weapon at him.
“Any last words?”, his counterpart asked mockingly. The metal mouth creaked. Kor-Dar straightened his body and looked determined. Then Trap-Jaw fired. Kor-Dar collapsed. The laser wound ate him up from the inside. The pain was unbearbable.
Trap-Jaw turned and disappeared. His job was completed. Kor-Dar remained lying. He watched the sky above him. His eyes turned cloudy. The end was near. What was that? A bird’s wings. A falcon? Then Kor-Dar became unconscious.
Just as the brave Kor-Dar collapsed, Zoar had just arrived. She had come too late to prevent the deadly shot. The Sorceress of Castle Grayskull in the disguise of a powerful falcon regretted that very much. Kor-Dar had always been a loyal ally. An agent for the good. This profession now seemed to have led him to misfortune.
Zoar could not save Kor-Dars life. But she could cast a spell. This could not save Kor-Dars human shell. But his matter could be. The spirit of life, the collected memory of a being was secured in this way. The spell held the matter together before it could dissolve.
But this condition could not be kept long. She had to reach the alchemist quickly. And so she made her way to the Mystic Mountains.

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.

-Deutsche Version-

Tod und Auferstehung des EXTENDAR (eine Masters of the Universe Fan Fiction Origin Story)

Es gab kein Entkommen. Kor-Dar war eingekesselt.  Hier in dieser Schlucht. Und sein Widersacher richtete die Laserwaffe auf ihn.

“Letzte Worte?” fragte sein Gegenüber spöttisch. Das Metallmaul knarzte. Kor-Dar straffte seinen Körper und schaute entschlossen. Dann feuerte Trap-Jaw. Kor-Dar brach zusammen. Die Lasernergie fraß sich in seinen Körper. Ein höllischer  Schmerz.

Trap-Jaw drehte sich um und verschwand. Auftrag erledigt. Kor-Dar blieb liegen. Schaute in den Himmel. Sein Blick wurde trübe. Das Ende war nah. Was war das? Vogelschwingen. Ein Falke? Dann wurde Kor-Dar bewusstlos.

Gerade als der tapfere Kor-Dar zusammengebrochen war, kam Zoar gerade angeflogen. Sie war zu spät gekommen, um den tödlichen Schuss zu verhindern. Die Zauberin von Castle Grayskull in Gestalt  eines mächtigen Falken bedauerte das sehr. Kor-Dar war stets ein treuer Verbündeter gewesen. Ein Agent für das Gute. Diese Profession schien ihm nun zum Verhängnis geworden zu sein.

Zoar konnte Kor-Dars Leben nicht mehr retten. Aber sie konnte einen Zauberspruch freisetzen. Dieser rettete zwar nicht Kor-Dars menschliche Hülle. Seine Materie aber schon. Der Lebensgeist, die gesammelte Erinnerung eines Wesens wurde auf diese Weise gesichert. Der Zauberspruch hielt die Materie zusammen, bevor sie sich auflösen konnte.

Doch dieser Zustand konnte nicht lange gehalten werden. Sie musste den Alchemisten schnell erreichen. Und so machte sie sich auf den Weg in die Mystic Mountains.

Angekommen auf der Spitze der magischen Bergkette landete sie direkt vor einem dunklen Höhleneingang. Sie stieß einen Schrei aus. In der Höhle blitzte es kurz auf. ER war zugegen.

“Komm’ herein, alte Freundin”, sagte der Alechmist mit dunkler Stimme. Er trug eine braune Kutte. Über seinem Kopf trug er eine Kapuze, so dass man sein Gesicht nicht sehen konnte. “Was kann ich für dich tun?”

Zoar erzählte, was geschehen war. Der Alchemist nickte. “Wir können seinen Körper nicht wiederholen. Dazu ist es zu spät. Doch wir können ihm einen neuen geben.”

Mit diesen Worten schritt der Alchemist zu seinem Schmiedeofen. Neben einem gewaltigen Feuer standen dort mehrere schmiedeeiserne  Kessel. Diese erhitzte er und gab verschiedene Metallstücke herein. Diese vermischte er mit weiteren Stoffen aus einer Vielzahl von Flaschen, die um ihn herum standen. Mehrfach funkte und flammte es aus den Kesseln.

Der Alchemist goss das flüssige Metall in verschiedene Formen, die er nun aus einem Versenkung geholt hatte. Eine Kopfform. Eine Armgussvorlage. Hände, Oberkörper. Füße. Das eingegossene Metall glänzte silbern.

Die Zeit schritt voran. Und dann war alles vollbracht. Der Alchemist drehte sich zu Zoar um und schaute ihr in die Augen: “ICH bin bereit.” Zoar breitete ihre Flügel aus und setzte sich in Mitten der Formteile. Dann ließ sie die Macht von Grayskull wirken. Der Raum tauchte in gleißendes Licht.  Kor-Dars Materie erhob sich und wabberte im Raum. Wie Nebel schlich sie nun in die auf dem Boden liegenden künstlichen Körperteile. Ein Gleißen, Blitzen — dann war es dunkel im Raum. Und nichts geschah.

Zoar schrie auf. Ein Zauberspruch, den sie in ihrer Falkengestalt aussprach.  Die Teile bewegten sich. Und setzten sich wie von unsichtbarer Hand zusammen. Die Beine fügten sich an den Körper. Die Arme schraubten sich fest an den Schultern. Der Kopf, das Visier, der Helm. Alles fügte sich zu einem Ganzen.

Und nach Sekunden lag da auf dem Boden: ein metallischer Krieger.  In silbern-glänzender Rüstung. Und er bewegte sich. Der Krieger öffnete die Augen. Stand auf. Und dann fuhr der Krieger seinen Kopf aus, wie ein Teleskop. Der metallische Mann  reichte nun bis an die Höhlendecke. Die Arme folgten surrend nach und längten sich um ein Vielfaches. Nun war Kor-Dar mehr als doppelt so groß wie der Alchemist.

Der Krieger fuhr sein Visier herunter. Und schaute Zoar und den Alchemisten an. “Danke für die Rettung. Meinen Körper konntet ihr nicht retten, aber meinen Geist habt Ihr bewahrt.” Kor-Dars Stimme klang nun metallisch-dunkel.  Zoar nickte und erhob sich. Sie flog aus der Höhle. Der Alchemist verschwand im Dunkeln der Höhle.

Kor-Dar trat aus der Höhle. Gleißendes Morgenlicht blendete ihn. Mit einem Surren fuhr er sein Gesichtsvisier hoch und schütze so seine empfindlichen Robotaugen. Und dann machte EXTENDAR, wie er künftig von seinen Freunden gerufen werden würde, sich an den Bergabstieg. Er hatte viel vor. Es gab noch viel Böses zu bekämpfen. Und als erste würde er sich Trap-Jaw vornehmen.


Warum eine “neue” Origin Story?
Dies ist eine von mir erdachte Origins-Story zu Extendar. Sicherlich gibt es eine “offizielle”. Darum geht es mir auch nicht. Mich hat immer etwas gestört, dass die Entstehungsgeschichten in den Mini-Comics der Vintage Figuren stellenweise immer  etwas zu kurz und eindimensional geraten sind. Besonders bei den Vintage-Figuren, die später entstanden sind.


Note from the author
This is the (fantasy) work of a Masters of the Universe fan. Tributing the FILMATION animated series and the German EUROPA audioplays. Out of pure love for this fantastic concept called HE-MAN AND THE MASTERS OF THE UNIVERSE.

Read my other MotU fan fiction short stories

The Death of Skeletor. An ambush backfires: in a battle against He-Man, Skeletor falls into the depths. Is this Skeletor’s death? And who is this mysterious creature carrying a dragon on his back which suddenly emerges at the gates of Snake Mountain?

Attack of the Time ReapersIn their Wind Raider, He-Man and Orko are on their way back from the desert of time. Suddenly, they are shot down by a mysterious flight object. In the debris of the crash, He-Man and Orko realize that they have lost much more than only their Wind Raider. Both of them have aged…

The Death of RobotoRoboto is captured by Horde warrior Multi-Bot. The evil mech warrior wants to learn Roboto’s secret of life. But the heroic warrior does not intend to share his secret. This is when Multi-Bot gets drastical.

Fall of the Good . Evil-Lyn abuses Adam’s kindness and tricks him into a deadly trap. But she did not take the Powers of Grayskull into consideration.

The Frozen SwordAdam and Cringer are on a field trip when they are caught up in an ice rain. The Power Sword gets trapped in pure ice. Then Skeletor and his villains show up. Adam cannot transform into He-Man any longer.

Find out more about my MotU-related work in this blog section.

 

FAMILY ON ETERNIA: The concept of family in the Masters of the Universe vintage line

As a kid, I always considered Orko to be a child as well. It was only later that I realized there were more variants of the family concept tied in the vintage line.

Orko the Kid

Let’s start with Orko. Orko is obviously the kid within that giant MotU family. He cracks jokes and tests out his boundaries all the time. He is also the character that develops story lines. Especially in the Filmation cartoon he “helps” to get things up and exciting in several episodes. :-). Interestingly enough, Orko was introduced via the Filmation series first and then introduced into the toy line (if you have an Orko at hand right now, just lift him up and you will notice the “Filmation” trademark right underneath.) Other than that, Orko’s action figure feature was spinning and twisting all over the place (see my video if you want to relive that magic!). Something a kid would do.

I always considered Orko to be some kind of a child adopted by Queen Marlena and King Randor. That would make Prince Adam/He-Man Orko’s step brother (I know that he would not literally be a ‘step’ nor a ‘half’ brother; I just liked the term/the idea. If you would rather think of Orko and He-Man as ‘brothers’: fine by me ;-)). It’s an odd couple, but one that works and worked real nice for me. 🙂

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Prince Adam: Orko’s step brother?

Marlena and Randor: Mom & Dad

If Orko is the kid, Queen Marlena and King Randor are mom and dad. To Prince Adam/He-Man and Orko (being the adopted kid), to be precisely. That fact is pointed out several times in the Filmation cartoon but also comes out clearly in the toy line itself as “Prince”and “King ” are specified in the toy line naming (however there was no Marlena figure unfortunately).

Step-Father and Step-Daughter: Teela & Man-at-Arms

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A rigorous father? Well the vintage figure definitely looks like it!

That Teela is Man-at-Arms’ step-daughter (same with the ‘step’ here as before with Orko ;-)) is only depicted in the Filmation cartoon if I recollect correctly, not in the toy line itself. I liked to consider Man-at-Arms as a father figure because that would make him a somewhat experienced character; see also my blog post on the concept of age if you are interested in that subject).

Teela & The Sorceress: Mom & Daughter

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Teela: Man-at-Arms’ step-daughter and the Sorceress’ real daughter.

As with the Man-at-Arms/Teela, that daughther-mother-relationship was also depicted only in the Filmation cartoon if I remember correctly. That was revealed in the “Secret of the Sword” animated movie. I like the mystery aspect of that relationshop.  It would make Teela much more of an interesting character, being the heiress of the Grayskull’s guardian. However, not much of this concept was made. No special power for Teela at that point. I was a little disappointed about that.

The Pet: Battle Cat

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The pet in the family: Battle Cat aka Cringer.

What does a family need to be complete? Right: a pet. Cringer aka Battle Cat is just that to Prince Adam/He-Man, Orko and the rest of the royal family. The fact that Cringer is that lazy domesticated animal was also brought up by the Filmation series.

Overall this repeating Filmation influence in creating “family aspects” in the line shows how important that influence was in establishing an emotional basis for kids. I think that helped a lot to relate to the characters.

If I forgot a “family member” in the line, you are very welcome to add she or him in the comment section below. 🙂


Other MotU posts on my blog:
Tribute Montage VOL. 2: Masters Figures Line-Up (Video)
PLASTIC PROTECTION: The Shields of the Masters of the Universe Vintage Toy Line
MASTERS MATCH #1: Man-E-Faces vs. Tri-Klops. Who will win?
CRAZY COLORS: Top 5 coolest color designs in the vintage MotU vintage line
MUSCLES & MORE: Most powerful figures in the vintage line
HOW TO MASTER(s)… a vintage figure’s head change
FOREVER YOUNG/OLD: The concept of age in MotU figures
UNDER ATTACK: Top 5 Vintage MotU Weapons
… and many more. Check out the MotU section on my blog!


Check out my Vintage MotU YouTube Channel: 
https://www.youtube.com/user/wolfstor286
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Featuring many fan-based videos from the MotU vintage line (e.g. The many versions of Skeletor, Top Ten action features and many more).