… I have finally fixed the broken ceiling.
The five costumed people that knocked down the possessed meta are gone, disappeared while I was up, working hard on the beams. Now there is no sign of them, except for the result of their work: the senseless body of the monster.
Wait! The monster’s eyes… they are normal human eyes. The obsidian glow has disappeared… maybe… this means…
I run to the main gate, and open it. Outside, hundreds of people freed from the possession, marvel at the sights of my five friend… oh… Naecken has turned all black.
“Euro!” shouts Mxy. “It’s unbelievable! Nae has…”
I put my index finger in front of my mouth. “Shhh. Later Mxy!” I says, quietly. “Later you will explain to me. Good work, but now we have something more to do. Follow me!”
And I am back in the dark prison, with my friends, this time.
“Tobias, scan the place and looks for any sort of information: paper, files, all. If you find stange dressed agents, come back instantly. The others, come with me. We have people to free”.
And the few minutes after, are the first moments of joy since the moment of my “abduction” weeks ago. Breaking down the doors of the cells, and watching Mxy, Danny, Nowhereman and Naecken (but I am not sure he is still himself, since his voice is very differentI) doing the same make me happy, nearly hilarious.
But the conditions of the men and women that comes out of the cells, make me angrier than before.
“Help, help” is the only thing they are able to whisper. Yes, we have freed them, but now?
Then my eyes note that one thing is missing: the passed out monster. It was here before I went out, then it was missing. Those men in costume, I’m sure…
Where I was? Ah, yes… what will we do, now? We can’t bring all these people to the circus, and we can’t let the police find them… maybe the police is not part of the conspiracy, but, who know?
“Good works, guys!” a voice from the rupture in the ceiling says. It’s the girl, why I can’t ever remember her name? Crusher, cushion? These English nicks…
“Euro, I will take care of these people. Now, go away, soon this place will be full of federals!”
And the sound of sirens begins to fill the place, just like a cacophony of voices. They are arriving.
“Mxy” I say, “can you open a door trough the dimension to reach the circus? We’ll come back later to retrieve the van…”
“Sure I can. But it will make me very tired…” he responds.
“You will have plenty of time to sleep, at the circus. The battle has ended, there is no need to save energy for later… go, fast.”
“And you?” asks Tobias, which has just returned, without any paper or file storage in his hands.
“I will come back later. I must see a thing…”
Mxy do the gesture of opening a door, and a true door opens out of thin air. They enter it, then Mxy closes the door, and it is like they never have been really here. Meanwhile, the last of the prisoners disappears trough the opening in the ceiling. There is the noise of more than one ‘copters, coming down from there…
But I want to check another thing.
I phases trough the walls, going straight to the vast place outside the main gates. There is a security line of the police, and behind it, the hundreds of men that were possessed by the “obsidian demon”. Dozens of journalists are interviewing them.
Perfect.
I become light, lighter than air, and levitate. I fly, I can say. And when I am high above the crowd, I turn visible. Soon, someone points at me, and then everybody look up.
I smile.
“People of Chicago! Today, six metahumans have freed your city from a menace that was about to kill every one of you. The very ones that you hate and your government hunts down, are your saviours”.
Many cameras are pointed to me. Luckily I have a full face mask.
Now, three ours have passed. It is dark, outside, while I sit at the round table, in the caravan that is heading, with the rest of the circus, toward Thunder City. Tobias is at the wheel, so Lil’ Jo, his cat, purrs over my legs. My friends are all with me.
The TV shows my speech.
“Do you think it was wise, Euro?” asks Mxy.
“The MBL was outlawed more than one time” says cryptically Nowhereman.
“They will not change their minds for what you have said, Edulcore” says Tobias, from the driver seat.
“I didn’t talk for them, Tobias. My words were for us, for the metahumans. They have to know that things are gonna changing…”
“How can you be so sure…”
“Because if MCCA has been shout down, we are not the ones to fight the conspiracy. There must be some unknown ally, out there…
“How do you think we’ll find out?”
“Going to the heart of the problem. To TriVex.”
“To Thunder City” whispers Nowhereman.
THE END
Someone please begins the next story in a new thread.
