Call me Eurostar, as I said you before, even if Eurostar was the name I was known by when I was alive. Now, that I am dead and have became a Guardian Angel, my name is Edulcorael.
Anyway, I was telling you how the events in the Hyperboards are taking high velocity, heading toward the final cataclysm, the war that end all war. The War of Light and darkness.
Yesterday I told you what is happening to the various teams. Today I want to be more precise. Today I want to tell you about every player in this game.
A complicate task because there are so many heroes involved in this story. I will talk only about them. If I should speak also about the villains, the gods, the demons and the aliens that are taking place on the chessboard, it would take months. And months this story WILL take, to be told completely.
But for now, let’s take a look to everyone that is on the side of the angels.
First of them, the Indestructible Man, certainly the most powerful hero of this time. John Grey II, or Jack Eimann, like I knew him when I was alive, and taking orders from him in the MBL team that he leaded for some time.
Well, yesterday I explained you how Jack Eimann was thrown in an alternate Hyperboard by Pete McLebovich, one of the students of TIAMAT. What I didn’t said is that an unknown force has taken him from that place and brought him in ancient feudal Japan.
The same force has displaced most of the current members of TOMB across space and time.
Bibbo, Captain Nemo, LLance, Prometheus, Avatar, Mordecai, Danny and Shock have been scattered in various era, living a life that is different from their real one, yet somewhat interlaced with it.
Only the android Time Tryst and the crazy Joker1 have been spared this sort. And then, alerted by the Time Trust Infinity, have left the palace, and with the aid of Malvana, the woman of Prometheus, have gathered a TOMB rescue team composed of past and future members or of the group: Hero, Hourgirl, the Invisible Man, Boss Tweed, Tobias Christopher, Dagwood Foreman and Rypta Gud’n.
They are outside the reality. I couldn’t sense them anymore. I am not the one who can tell that story. I, like you, illustrious reader, have to wait to hear this story from the lips of someone other.
But a thing I can tell you. When Joker1 and the Time Tryst woke up after the party to discover that the others had disappeared, they were not, like they tough, the only one in the Mandelovian Palace. There was another one, closed in the bathroom, delving with the aftermath of the party itself. Not a member, nor, for now, an ally of the team. Only a guest, of which nobody seemed to remember.
A visiting mage from a distant dimension.
Ghaleon.
That now has left the bathroom, and wonders where everybody has gone.
On this side of the Ocean, the things are not simpler.
Down in the abandoned sections of the sewers of Promethean City, things have taken a fast curse.
I briefly mentioned Pete McLebovich before. He is now right at the side of the Colony, the six armed alien monster that is confronting the MBL. The Colony has captured Cheril Warden, the real mother of Pete.
The kid is forced to aid the monster, and now, he has performed his act over nearly all the players on the scene: four of the students of TIAMAT, friends of Pete, Edulcore Cicciotto, Eurostar, which is the younger time travelling version of myself, the cat powered girl, Lorelei, Tommy and the little Jason, the Utterly Useless Guy, or Avery, his true name, one of the current members of the MBL, Tobias Christopher, the uncle of Lucky, and Giovacchino, the supercat, both MBLeaguers , the newer student of TIAMAT, arrived just hours ago, the toy –lizard armed to the teeth, Igor JR, Doctor Quantum, the Golden Age inventor, Drax, the human dragon, Guy Smiley, Brickhouse, head of the Security Department of TIAMAT, the ex-MBLeaguer Smasher, Patrick Walker, now teacher at the TIAMAT institute, and Max Yezpitelok, ex-leaguer and teacher at TIAMAT.
The power of Pete has sent them in different parts of the Hyperboard. How will they regroup to find a way back here?
Only Gooz has remained to fight the Colony?
Well, he thinks so.
But, buried under a pile of rubble, there is the nephew of Tobias, Lucky, one of the students of TIAMAT.
And there is I-2, a future relative of the Indestructible Man, or of a parallel version of him. He came from the year 2020 looking for the Snake Headed Son, my son, that in his future would have been member of his team, JAMB. A member that would have betrayed his friends, being somewhat “possessed” by a minor demon. To save his friends from the demon, I-2 has traveled back in time, but something has gone bad, because he arrived years before his appointed time, in a year where the Snake Headed Son is not older than one year and a few months.
Now I-2, which has not found anyone at the MBL Headquarter, is walking toward the TIAMAT building looking for help.
Inside the TIAMAT Building, now without any warden, there are dozens of metahuman kids, at the mercy of the Colony.
High above in the atmosphere, falling straight from the moon toward our planet, an angel of a rank much more high than mine flies at full speed. He is the Changeling, another member of the MBL, which has disappeared a few days ago, like other members Sir Justin and Daniel Paige.
Meanwhile, across the Hyperboards, I-2’s comrades in the Junior Adventurers of the Message Boards, are facing Hell. Literally.
Under the name Lucifer Vandross, Morningstar is doing the first move on the chessboard of the War of Light and Darkness.
In front of him stand Joker2, the leader of JAMB, Igor JR, a parallel version of the Igor of TIAMAT, Super Sloth and the disillusioned and fat Hourlyquinn, while other members Crush and Jake, the Warrior Sprite, are held captive by the demonic forces.
Whew! I think I have finished. These are the forces on the field. Now we have to wait how the things will evolve from here.
Ah, I forgot one thing.
There is a powerful armada of reptilian aliens heading toward Earth. They are the Basilisks, the worshippers of the antigod Viper, the most powerful Lord of the Circles of Darkness, lieutenant of the Abyss itself.
‘nuff said!