At this moment, the whereabouts of Edulcore Cicciotto is undetermined. It is highly probable that he is still inside Mandelovian boundaries, since no sign of himself has been detected along the city-state limits, at the docks and at the airport. An incident that has occurred today at the airport, where two men have bees stolen of passport and ticket, are tough been unrelated to the disappearance of Cicciotto.
The man, named Karl Starr and living in Chicago, which is tough to be somehow related to Ciccioto, having asked his help by phone today in the morning, has been the subject of a strange fight on a highway just outside that city. The man, an alleged metahuman, has fought with another superpowered being, causing the destruction of many vehicles and a tract of the road. Starr, that was killed in the clash (while his opponent has disappeared), then resurrected just like the previous time in Chicago. It is known that a sort of ectoplasmic being has left his body just before the apparent death. Now Karl Starr is in custody of the Chicago Police Department.
As of now, a team of the Mandelovian Security and Intelligence Agency is ready to kidnap him. Captain Nemo has asked our help, in the term of a jet ready to leave O’Hare airport.
I suggest to help, it could prove useful in the future.
Security Chief
Arnold Bibowski.
CNN News, 10-15-2001, 11,30 P.M.
Sources indicates that a team of what has been described as “ninjas” has kidnapped the “zombie of the highway”, as he has been known now for a day and a half, from the Chicago Police. The Department, asked about, has taken refuge behind a no-comment.
MCCA report 10-15-2001, 11,35 P.M.
It results that subjects Tobias Christopher and Mick Harrison have broken free from sector 1984 of the “Zoo”. All the guards have been transformed, like the last time, into cows, with the exception of the two assigned to their cell, which have been turned into oxes. After the transformation has worn off, it has been discovered that the castration typical of the ox will be permanent in the two guards. Current whereabouts of the two is undetermined.
CNN Late Breaking News 10-16-2001, 1,30 A.M.
An accident labeled by Chicago Police Department as “metahuman outbreak” is occurring right now at the O’Hare International Airport, in Chicago. It is unclear what is really happening, being a huge whirlwind of changing colors right above the arriving facilities, and fire everywhere, the only thing that we have been able to record.
Also, it’s interesting to note the presence of a few cows. Come back later for more news.
Malvan-X Security Branch. Daily report, 10-16-2001. For Miss X eyes only.
The apparent failure of the Mandelovian Security and Intelligence Agency in retrieving subject Karl Starr has turned into a partial success. In the metahuman fight that ensured at the same time of the failed attempt to leave American soil with one of our airplanes, it has been clearly seen Edulcore Cicciotto. I am at this moment ready to land near Chicago with my team.
Security Chief
Arnold Bibowski.
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As I watch the sun rising and shining over the waves of the Lake Michigan, here over the “coast of Chicago”, like Mr. Mxy has called it, I still feel the rush of adrenaline streaming trough my body.
What a day. How I felt! Fear. And then that sense of power.
I am scaring myself.
I turn my head from the window of this wooden cabin to the table, this old table where we have gathered around. What a collection of freaks. Yet we are for each other the only one to trust, in a world that seems to have gone totally mad.
It was last night. In the Chicago Airport. Danny was passing trough the frontier police, just before leaving. I was still inside him, hiding into his body, when a distant explosion put the airport into alarm. It was a car on a secondary sector of the airport, the one with the runways for the private planes. Many police cars suddenly began to run toward the explosion, and ambulances and firemen trucks. But as the cars were nearing the site of the explosion, they, too, exploded.
And then, we saw a strange man running toward us. He was screaming my name, and Frederico’s.
We, me and Danny, were in the middle of a crowd of curious and policemen. I was fearing that man could reveal my presence, so I left Danny, and order him to follow me. We both fled over the roof of the passengers building, I don’t know the correct English word.
The man began to crawl like a spider over the facade of the building. It was then that I noticed that he was burned all over his body, and riddled with bullet shot. Dried blood over all of his worn out dress, an eyeball dangling down of his face, a huge hole on his right cheek from which half jaws sprouted out. It was easy to understand that the man should have been dead. Yet he was approaching us.
At the same time, a voice behind me shouted my name. It was Eduardo Frederico, laughing with a malevolent grim.
Then, the unexpected happened. The zombie, because it was nothing else than an undead, jumped over the terrace, and said “Eurostar, help me. I must kill Frederico”. I watched him speechless, but speechless was also Frederico, when he apparently recognized the zombie. “Karl. Karl Starr! I don’t know how you are still alive, but you deserve punishment!” Eduardo said.
And the head of the zombie exploded.
But that didn’t stop him. With only half head, pieces of burned brain all around on the floor, the zombie jumped at the throat of my old competitor, trying to suffocate him.
“What’s happening, Ed?” asked Danny to me, but I was horrorified by the power display of my old adversary. I, and half the world, was suspecting that he was also a meta, but with speed power, not with the ability to explodes heads from within.
And if all what was happening was not enough amazing, from nowhere a… an angel, or so it seemed, appeared hovering over us, and pointed his finger to the zombie. “You! I killed you!” he shouted. But then a perplexed expression appeared on his faced. “No! The evil has left you! You are not alive!” and then his white, glowing eyes watched Frederico. “There is evil in you!”
A huge whirlwind of everchanging colors, a cosmic kaleidoscope opened behind the “angel”. Meanwhile, the fire of the wreaked cars and trucks had spread to planes and nearby buildings.
And then another two persons arrived without being noticed, a strange guy with a coat and a top hat and a young man with a cat in his arms.
The guy with the top hat pronounced some random consonants toward Frederico, which turned toward him. His grim changed into an evil laugh, as the two began a strange “dance”, I could only describe it in this way, one around the other. The angel, at the same time, charged at the zombie.
I, Danny and the young man with the cat were observing the scene, truly perplexed at what was happening, when many men dressed in black arrived over the terrace, descending from ropes down two elicopters.
“Ahw, this time you will not take me, bastards” shouted the man with the cat, which in a blur disappeared.
“Take them all alive” was shouting one of the men in black, probably their leader.
They charged at me and Danny. He took flight, I went “ghost”. But they had strange guns, shooting electrical rays, which somehow wounded my intangible form. I fell to the ground, and I was shure they were about to take me, when I felt two strong arms taking me. It was Danny, bringing me up in air.
“I feel better, friend. Put me down, we have to help the one with the cat” I said, smiling to Danny. The man was in the hand of two agents, whic were breaking one of his legs. A third was screaming, being the cat scratching with the pawns his eyes.
I turned heavy and punched the two K. O. Danny grew two bulls horns on his head and a rhino horn on his nose and charged other agents. The cat was finishing his jobs.
I turned to the rest of the fight, just in the moment in which the angel made the zombie disappear. At the same time, the top hat guy, which now was surrounded by a glowing aura,stopped his dance, and Frederico fell to the ground. The he turned to the upcoming agents, and began to turning them into cows.
But new agents were arriving.
“We have to leave. Now!” I shouted.
“Maybe I know a place to hide”, told me the top hat guy. The angel took us into a ball of energy, and we simply disappeared from the place. The top hat guy presented himself as Mr. Mxy, and told the angel (“call me Naecken” he said”, while the other man is called Tobias Christopher and is a speedster) about a wooden cabin near the docks on the Lake Michigan. “The place where they gathers” he said, but who “they” would be, he had no answer.
“There is an old man that seems to know things. He supposed I was from the future” Mr. Mxy said.
The cabin was empty, we found no traces of the old man. But it was large enough for the five of us (to say nothing of the cat) to rest for the night.
And now we are here, sitting around this old, wooden round table, wondering what to do next.
Mr. Mxy speaks for first: “Frederico is possessed by Ktl, my evil self. I have temporarily put him off, but soon he will be deadly as before. I need your help to defeat him.”
Naecken watches each of us, and than says: “There is greater evil, greater than Ktl, out there. I need your help to find it.”
Silence.
I speak: “There is a corporation, in Thunder City, they have my kid. I need help to free him”.
Then Tobias shouts: “There are agents of the government that capture meta and torture them. They have killed my girl before capturing me. I need your help to avenge her.”
Finally, it’s the turn of Danny. “I’m from the future, I have nowhere to go, so in a way I, too, need your help.”
Silence.
“Well, it looks we have to make plans. Ah, since we have a fancy headquarter and a round table to meet around, it looks we need a fancy name for our team” I said, jokingly
Tobias laughs, while the others looks at me very perplexed.
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CNN Late Breaking News 10-16-2001, 10,00 A.M.
The outcome of the “metahuman outbreack” in Chigaco is still unclear. The only thing known is that the subject of the incursion of superpowered beings was ex-Olympic runner and silver medallist Eduardo Frederico, the Cuban escaped athlete that for the USA team won four times the silver medals behind Euro star Edulcore Cicciotto.
Got in touch with him telephonically, Frederico has said to have been attacked for no reason by a bounch of metahuman freaks.
On a side note, in the morning a prostitute in Chicago has been found with his head exploded.
