The Perfect Run

And so, Vulcan’s biblical judgment was passed upon the heathens at Dynamis. Wyvern’s movie ended in rats and pestilence, like the previous Augusti loop.

It saddened Ryan to ruin Atom Cat’s first movie appearance, especially after befriending him earlier. His adorable feline sidekick hated these commercial ventures though, so no harm done. They would make up later.

When the Made Men returned to the house in his beautiful car, the courier almost expected Shroud to blow up the place again. Ryan had never gone farther than this moment, so he couldn’t tell what would happen next. Ki-jung didn’t seem agitated in the Plymouth Fury’s back, so her rat sentries should be fine.

The courier almost wished for an unforeseen disaster, to spice things up.

When Ryan noticed Vulcan’s enormous armor parked in the garden right next to a black Lamborghini, and girls waiting at the front door, he realized someone upstairs had granted his prayer.

Instead of summoning them to her lair, Pluto had decided to visit her employees herself.

Besides her usual bodyguard and Vulcan, the Underboss also enjoyed the company of a young woman Ryan hadn’t seen before; a petite, smiling blonde with pale blue eyes, who kept her hair in two braids. She wore a white sweater and pants, and Ryan guessed she probably had Slavic origins from her facial features.

“She brought two of the Killer Seven,” Chitter said, uneasy at the sight.

“You’re ready for this?” Jamie asked Ryan, as the courier parked the car.

“Well, it feels like I’ll have to pass hard speech checks or fight a difficult boss,” Ryan replied. “But that means I’m close to the end.”

“You aren’t going to beat that one, I can already tell you,” Lanka said at the back, everyone getting out of the car.

The group approached Pluto’s own, with everyone tensing up as the Underboss looked at them. Even Ryan remained quiet at first, mostly because he knew his long-awaited reunion with Len was just around that corner.

“Boss,” Jamie cleared his throat, “I didn’t expect to see you here.”

“That’s the purpose of a surprise inspection,” Pluto replied dryly, her eyes settling on Ryan. “Our business is with him only, Zanbato. Your team can do as they wish.”

“If you don’t mind, I would like to be present,” the Made Man replied calmly. “If only as moral support to the new recruit.”

“I’ll stay too,” Lanka said.

“Aw, I knew you cared,” Ryan taunted her.

“If she kills you, blabbermouth, I’ll be the one saddled with corpse disposal,” she replied. “I would rather do less work.”

“I guess I will stay too then,” Ki-jung replied, although she clearly didn’t want to. A rat climbed on her shoulder, like a Pikachu. “Just don’t mind me.”

Pluto shrugged it off, and then immediately started barking orders. “Sparrow, search his person; Vulcan, check for any Genius tech he might have. Cancel, you know the drill.”

“I’m already on it,” the blonde said with a Bulgarian accent, before grinning at Ryan. “Hey! I’m Cancel, but you can call me Greta! Nice to meet you, Ryan!”

“Oh hi, Greta.” The courier waved a hand at her, surprised by her niceness. “I’m immortal, but don’t tell anyone.”

Pluto’s female bodyguard, ‘Sparrow,’ immediately started feeling up Ryan with her big hands, searching everywhere. She removed his mask, his hat, his jacket, and then started to look into places better left unexplored.

“You know, lady, if you wanted to look at my underwear,” the courier said as she checked a... private place… “You could just ask. I’m young, easy, and available.”

“I might take you up on that,” Sparrow replied with an amused smile. Over time, a pile of weapons grew next to Ryan, Vulcan swiftly examining them one at a time like hors-d’oeuvres, until she hit the plat de resistance.

“How did you pack so many lasers inside such a tiny space?” Vulcan asked, examining the rabbit plushie with astonished eyes. “Even my armor doesn’t have that many.”

“One at a time,” Ryan shrugged it off.

“What is this?” Pluto asked, curious. “Some toy?”

“It’s quite cute,” Ki-jung said.

“A toy with enough firepower to wipe out a small city,” Vulcan said, more and more fascinated by the plushie’s dark power. “Can I—”

“No,” the courier denied her.

“But—”

“No!” Ryan said firmly. “I’m not loaning it!”

A-bombs, fine, but something this dangerous? No way in Hell. It couldn’t end in anything but tragedy.

lethal,” she told Pluto, putting the plushie back on the weapon pile. “But it doesn’t cause memory alteration.

power,” Cancel said. “Or at least I don’t think so. He’s as Violet as

you’re a White?” Ryan asked, the girl

the mightiest.” Pluto smiled at Ryan. “Cancel can negate the powers of everyone within a

“Ah, that’s funny.”

don’t you check for yourself then,

Challenge accepted.

happened. No feedback, no world freezing with the power of his mind, not even an itching sensation. Nothing at all. His ability simply

tried again, but he kept having performance issues. His annoyance must have shown on his face

Well, that wasn’t good.

at all! His save point shouldn’t be affected, but if Cancel negated the automatic trigger… then if Ryan perished close

told you I find you extraordinarily

you,” Pluto replied with false affability,

the effect,” the girl replied. “Whether it was Blue, Green,

and grabbed a smoke; Sparrow brought a lighter and set it ablaze just as her mistress put the cancer stick in

can sense the weight of a person’s years. And if I’m not mistaken, Quicksave, you’re

a cloud of smoke on

the triple digits, and closer

my, that long? Ryan had lost count after

digits?” Ki-jung frowned. “That doesn't make

for an old geezer,” Lanka replied with a shrug. “Are you sure,

tone, but it silenced all critics. “My power is never wrong. So Quicksave, care

knew that Pluto would either

No choice then.

knew this day would

at the courier, who did his best ‘guilty culprit

long, long sigh. “I lied. I lied to

with rapturous attention. “I can’t imagine how one could stop time and still be able to act. You should evolve in a lightless world, where every

your power to keep an ace in the hole?” Pluto asked, playing with her cancer stick. “A sensible

stupid as you look,” Lanka teased him, Jamie elbowing

it actually

another parallel universe, usually to avoid death,” Ryan lied through his teeth. “One alternate world very

to his surprise, nothing of the sort

woman? Like fuse with an alternate

Chinese,” Ryan lied, the bigger

Lanka immediately focused on the important tidbit. “You asshole, you jumped universes whenever you

interesting,” Jamie said, crossing his arms. “That puts some of your comments at

Chronoradio

“A radio

“Multiple pasts,” Ryan corrected.

one past,” Lanka grunted

timelines?” The more she observed his technology, the more

“It’s really complicated but—”

Genius,” she interrupted Ryan. “How does

friend,” Ryan replied with a shrug, unwilling to elaborate much. “The observed state changes depending on

eyes widened, as she

face was undecipherable. Finally, she uttered

Ryan admitted. “People usually think I’m

wonder how your respective abilities would interact. Could be interesting...” The Underboss examined the courier with a whole new look, trying to puzzle it out. “So the abnormal number of years I sense, is

that you marked an alternate version of him,” Sparrow said. “And

“Though the fact I marked him

mark every Genome you meet,” Vulcan pointed

who gave her a smile in return. “Search his car

examined the Plymouth Fury as thoroughly as she checked Ryan’s body, searching under the seats, the trunk, and the hidden compartments.

car hood and looked inside, Sparrow’s bored face turned into one of

shoulder was so startled, it fell to the ground. Jamie

peek inside, much to Ryan’s confusion. Why such a reaction? Even the unflappable Pluto had raised an

“Ryan.”

looked at the courier as if

is there a

car hood and understood what