The Perfect Run

Weeds had overtaken the ship like an abandoned garden.

As Ryan’s group advanced into the metal bowels of the Alchemist’s base, they ran into more and more alien plant life. Greenish slime leaked from the walls, while snakelike red roots and fanged purple flowers dug holes into the floor. Eventually, the corridors became so overwhelmed by vegetation that Sunshine moved at the front to torch a path ahead.

Often, they would find the broken remains of armored aliens, their helmets melted by lasers, their shielding pierced by powerful rounded projectiles. Yet they never found any trace of what killed them.

Their slayers didn’t leave corpses behind when they died.

“So if I follow correctly,” Shroud said, after Ryan had finished briefing his team. “This is an alien spaceship from a long-lost imperialistic civilization, and the creature we fought was one of its soldiers. The Alchemist pillaged their technology, but accidentally woke up the remaining troops left in stasis and now they’re fighting her for control of the facility. And an alien deity gave you a divine mandate to destroy this place before the prisoners can escape.”

“Pretty much, yeah,” Ryan replied, while Len checked out the data the had harvested from the Alchemist’s computers. The manbear himself advanced on all fours, an ear against the walls.

Mr. See-Through snickered, unconvinced. “Should I call you Joan of Arc? You did hear voices.”

“God loves the reptilians too,” Ryan preached, “so long as they stay in reptiland.”

“Why?” Unlike Shroudy Matty, who remained in denial, Sarin had listened to the explanations with solemn silence. “Why?”

Why did Eva Fabre make Genomes and Psychos possible? “I guess… I guess she wanted to protect us?” the suggested, trying to be charitable. “To give us powers, so we could defend ourselves?”

“What good could have come from empowering people like Mechron and Augustus?” Leo Hargraves asked at the front, skeptical. “The former alone killed more people than both world wars combined.”

“Though Mr. Wave is thankful that she graced the universe with the brilliance of… Mr. Wave.” The boastful Genome paused briefly. “Mr. Wave didn’t find a way to avoid the repetition. Still, he agrees with the rising sun. The walk doesn’t match the talk.”

“The aliens aren’t coming either.” Ryan shrugged, as his armor picked up vibrations. “Well, except those inside this place.”

“And how do you figure we destroy this ship in the first place?” Shroud kept nagging him.

“I thought we might have a last minute desperate escape, with a digital countdown. Maybe a round number.”

“I would rather avoid that,” Shroud replied dryly, arms crossed. “Besides our own lives, if Elixirs are truly sapient, helpful beings, then blowing up the ship would kill them too.”

“Human life isn’t the only kind with value,” Sunshine agreed, having now destroyed the plant growth with his shining light. “I agree we cannot let the horrors of this ship escape into the wider world, Quicksave, but blowing it up should be a last resort.”

Truth be told, Ryan kinda hoped that reaching the ship’s control center would provide an alternative solution too. Nice Guy might have been grating, but Shroud was correct that it deserved to live.

However, the courier suspected his mere presence might cause the ship to collapse anyway.

Ryan’s Black power was a paradox, destabilizing reality with its very existence. The courier guessed that Earth’s dimension was ‘solid’ enough to absorb the damage, but the spaceship’s thin place was a small, artificial construct. Ryan degraded it a little further with each time-stop. Eventually, it might even collapse on itself.

Had the Violet Ultimate One foreseen this possibility? That Illuminati creature could control all of space and time, if Darkling was to be believed. It might very well be omniscient.

The raised a paw. “Sifu, I’m hearing something through the metal!”

“My armor is picking up vibrations too,” Ryan said, analyzing the readings. “Where do they come from, my young pandawan?”

“The left,” his sidekick replied, using his sensitive bear ears to pick up sound. “Explosions.”

“They must be pretty powerful for their noise to go through the ship’s shielding,” Leo Hargraves said. “Considering the increasing number of corpses, we must be approaching the site of a battle. Can you offer more details?”

“I-I, I will try!” The took a deep breath, intimidated by Sunshine. “I hear… I hear something big and heavy moving, and impacts.”

“From the form of the ship, and the way we moved inside so far, the left should lead us to the front,” Shroud pointed out. “If the architecture is anything like Earth’s aircrafts—”

“Then it should be where the command center is located,” Leo Hargraves guessed with a nod. “Timmy, can you bring us as close to the sound’s source as possible?”

“Yes, sir!” the raised a paw to his forehead in a military salute. “Of course, sir!”

“The rest of you, stay on guard,” Sunshine said. “Neither side of this war is an ally.”

And so the took the lead, an ear against the ground. As they took twists and turns, Ryan’s armor picked up more and more vibrations and other Flux energy activities. The very fabric of reality seemed to weaken the further they progressed.

“Riri, I finished analyzing the data,” Len said, as the group left the cramped corridor for the remains of a large hangar the size of an airport. The metal walls had been melted away, and Ryan could see the scrapped remains of robots and vehicles everywhere he looked. Clearly, a battle had taken place here. “It’s… it’s all we need.”

Sarin’s head snapped in her direction. “For me? You could make a cure?”

“Yes,” Len replied, before hesitating and avoiding Miss Chernobyl’s gaze.

She wouldn’t like what came next.

The Psycho in the group clenched her fists. “Go on, Nemo. Don’t sugarcoat it.”

“The Alchemist…” Len took a long deep breath. “The Alchemist already has a cure. Had it from the start.”

abruptly froze in place, causing Shroud to bump into her

the Psycho said. But now her armored gauntlets had clenched so tightly, that Ryan worried she might break

gaze troubled Len. “I should start at the beginning. If I understand the data collected… Elixirs come from the White World, but can naturally move from one colored dimension to another

‘Flux’ to communicate?” Shroud

language with the aliens’ technology, and with it, she can... how to say that… ‘educate’ them? Tell them how to

the Elixirs to patch out the bugs,” Ryan

you,” Len explained to Sarin.

trapped in a suit. The possibility of becoming human again was a dream come true, and her previous self had been willing to consider murdering Ryan

on a

had a cure,” she said, her voice low and furious. “That bitch had

bug,

“Why would she

due to their

children of two Genomes?” Leo Hargraves asked at the front. “I only know a few who were born after one or both parents consumed an

years of age, they could only have earned their power from an Elixir. Even Fortuna

creation of Psychos was intentional, do children of Genomes risk mutating too?” Sunshine asked, clearly

of them turned out fine,” Ryan said. “Also, in cases of one parent having powers and the other not, the child inherited a variant of

because Elixirs use asexual reproduction, Riri,” Len said. “Like jellyfish. But they can also alter their double’s make up

“Wait, so if I had a child with a normie, my Elixir would duplicate and pass on to

nod. “If one parent is a Genome and the other is not... the Elixir duplicates,

of Ryan’s children inheriting his power chilled him to the bone, and made him thankful that he had taken precautions against having a descendance. His power in itself was both a blessing and a curse, but in

make for

both parents are Genomes, the Elixirs communicate during conception to avoid the pitfalls of the Psycho condition. Instead of competing for a host, only one of the Elixirs duplicates, but takes some information from the other. Since the child doesn't yet have dreams and desires yet,

Green Genome,

and her father could cut through anything,” Shroud said. “She

always stable Genomes, no matter the

Sapiens, the way

his arms. “And this is terrible to say it, but what if Psychos were meant to kill as many normal people as possible? If the

by nature target other Genomes first, Matty,” Ryan reminded him. And the random nature of powers meant creatures with world-ending powers like Bloodstream

the had reached the northwestern corner of the hangar. “Sifu, we’re close!” He raised a paw at the wall. “I can hear the source in

take a detour,” Leo Hargraves said, not finding any door. “Mr. Wave, could you quickly tour the

furiously raised a fist at the wall, and unleashed a fearsome shockwave

A terrible noise echoed through the hangar, followed by a cloud of green and dark dust as the attack revealed a path into a new, gigantic corridor. The courier heard the sound

Ryan glared at Sarin, hands on his waist. “Avoid making too much

she

to deny her wish, the rest of the group cautiously following her. The courier closed the

certain point, if a Psycho couldn’t stabilize their genetic code… the damage becomes so extensive that not

form of life. The more he learned about this place, the more Ryan was convinced it had to go by whatever means

into the complex. All blast doors on the way had been torn

bodysuits firing at a giant monster over improvised barricades of scrapped metal. Behind them stood a damaged blue gate nine

plain features, and a determined expression. Their weapons included rifles unleashing familiar red lasers, organic cannons identical to the ones used by E.T, and

the other side of the chamber, closer to Ryan’s team, an orange portal had opened in the very fabric of space, letting a colossal creature step halfway through. The entity reminded Ryan

scraps and troopers flying, the soldiers collapsing into blue particles when they hit the gate behind them. The survivors with rods used them to unleash violet projectiles tearing space apart. Ryan identified these weapons as focused

projectiles tore through its body as if it were made of clay. The barrage pushed the creature through the portal and it

fortifications to observe the newcomers. Ryan’s group moved between the barricade and the portal,

asked. “You

are clones,”

Since the doubles collapsed into Blue Flux, Ryan guessed that the Alchemist’s power followed the same rules as Livia’s. She created simulations indistinguishable from the

Fabre said, recognizing

stayed at the back, the Sunshine, and Shroud in the middle, and a furious Sarin at the

an eye on the

a while, ever since you defeated Case-BiH-006 in Sarajevo,” a

BiH. Bosnia-Herzegovina.

were talking about

is of the highest interest to us,” another said, looking at Ryan. “Your time anomaly’s ability to affect our entire reality

safeguard your genetic data for future storekeeping, but other projects demanded our full

you on security cameras, but the

would be happy to discuss that, after reasserting direct control,” a clone finished. “Will you

took a heavy step forward.

glances. “Why should you help us?” one of them asked. “This facility is under attack by hostile extraterrestrial entities, that must be eradicated for the sake of the

raised at the doubles. “Why the fuck did you turn me into

is she again?” one Eva Fabre asked

with Case-USA-3682,” another

I remember. But I don’t think we gave that one a

“Don’t think so either.”

barely restrain herself from murdering them all where they stood. “You

didn’t need to,” an Eva

that is your question,” another had the gall to say. “If you