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.”

causing Shroud to

But now her armored gauntlets had

I understand the data collected… Elixirs come from the White World, but can naturally move from one colored dimension to

‘Flux’ to

it, she can... how to say that… ‘educate’ them? Tell them how to recognize DNA, which species to bond with… If we associate gene

patch out the

work for you,” Len explained to Sarin. “Or

spent a decade and a half as a cloud trapped in a suit. The possibility of becoming human again was

up on a worrying detail and

and furious. “That bitch

weren’t a bug, but a

had turned serious. “Why would she do that?

sterile due to their unstable genetic code, so… so they can’t

what about the 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

a Genome was above fifteen years of age, they could only have earned their

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

parent having powers and the other not, the child inherited a variant of the parent’s abilities. I couldn’t really figure

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

truth dawned on him. “Wait, so if I had a child

horror, Len confirmed the theory with a nod. “If one parent is a Genome and the other is not...

the bone, and made him thankful that he had taken precautions against having a descendance. His power in itself was both a

would make for nightmarish teenage

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

example,” Leo Hargraves asked, “she was born a Green Genome, but

Shroud said. “She can create life

no matter the

Sapiens, the

meant to kill as many normal people as

the random nature of powers meant creatures with world-ending

of the hangar. “Sifu, we’re close!” He raised a paw at

we might have to take a detour,” Leo Hargraves said, not finding any door. “Mr. Wave, could you quickly

a fist at the wall, and

cracked and collapsed before Miss Chernobyl’s onslaught. 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

forgot to explain rule number four.” Ryan glared at Sarin, hands on

she didn’t want answers, but revenge. “When I find her

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

stabilize their genetic code… the damage becomes so extensive that not even

had degraded to the point they had become an entirely different form of life. The more he learned about

noise of battles all the way to a spotless, well-lit chamber deeper into the complex. All blast doors on the way had been torn

than two dozen troopers in futuristic, sleek blue bodysuits firing at a giant monster over improvised

same facial features. Short black hair, blue eyes, plain features, and a determined expression. Their weapons

of space, letting a colossal creature step halfway through. The entity reminded Ryan of a concrete cube more than eight meters in diameter, except

gate behind them. The survivors with

as if it were made of clay. The barrage

the troops peeked over the improvised fortifications to observe the newcomers. Ryan’s group moved between the

asked.

clones,”

said. 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 real

Fabre said, recognizing Ryan. “Living

his team took a fighting formation. Len and Ryan stayed at the back, the Sunshine, and Shroud in the middle, and a furious Sarin at the front with Mr.

know us?” Leo Hargraves asked, while keeping an eye on the portal

have been watching you for a while, ever since you defeated Case-BiH-006 in Sarajevo,”

BiH. Bosnia-Herzegovina.

talking

time

data for future storekeeping, but

saw you on security cameras, but the

would be happy to discuss that, after reasserting direct

a heavy step forward.

them asked. “This facility is

Sarin snarled, hands raised at the doubles. “Why the

one Eva Fabre

with Case-USA-3682,” another trooper answered. “Codename

think we gave that

“Don’t think so either.”

could clearly barely restrain herself from murdering them all

need to,”

question,” another had the gall to say. “If