Chapter 10: Team Sabotage

We dove into a new world, the weight of the jump making my head heavy. After a few short seconds, we reached our destination, the open area leaving me in awe. This was my first experience being in a simulation sequence, exploring a virtual reality I fought to believe wasn’t real. I could have sworn I was back home by the pier, underneath the moonlight, with the crisp autumn air making friends with the salty waves down the horizon. Our location, behind the coastline, way back, hiding along an abandoned warehouse loaded with metal rust. I grazed my finger over the exterior, the granular residue of age rolling along my skin.

Well, Charlie the intern sure wasn’t kidding around when he said this tech was very sensor based.

“Aww, how romantic!” Aster cooed. “A crescent moonlight, soft waves, gentle chill air. The mood is just right for an evening affair, wouldn’t you say, Liam?”

“Oh yeah, the moon does look breathtaking,” Rynn cosigned. “Look, it even has a date, a hot little number ticking our time right along,” she said, pointing upward.

The numbers were somewhat concave, as if imprinted on a curved sky. It counted down the ten minutes we had to finish the mission, seconds burning by the longer we stood there gawking at it.

Test 98-00: Covert mission- Leave no enemy standing, and the freight containing Project Attrus unscathed. Hint: Twelve Orgon soldiers spotted in the vicinity.

“Well, twelve regular guys, four super humans, I’d say it’s a done deal,” Aster confidently claimed after the program spoke.

“And how do you figure they are regular?” Dessi asked in a slight spiteful tone.

“Nunu told me,” Aster boldly stated.

“Nunu? As in, your familiar?” I asked. “When the hell did you get a chance to summon him out?”

Aster giggled. “Are my summoning fingers a bit too fast for you, Liam?”

“Are they armed?” Dessi asked.

“Of course they are armed,” Aster said patronizingly. “What kind of simulation training for super heroes would this be if they weren’t? Assault rifles, heavy SMGs—your typical bad boy firearms.”

“How close is your familiar?” I asked. “Can he see their layout?”

“Position wise, they are covering twelve and six pretty heavily, about two each on nine and three, but as for the last two, Nunu can’t get a visual.”

“Then we have to assume they are in the freight with the target.”

“It’s a safe assumption, Warhead,” Dessi said. “How do you want to proceed?”

“I’ll take care of it,” Rynn said, incentivizing without my lead. While I was glad she was more than ready to finish the mission, I wasn’t sure she could handle it on her own, cloak powers or not.

“Wait!” I called out to her, but by the time I stepped out of our shadow, Rynn had already teleported. “Shit!”

“Well, she’s definitely in a hurry to wrap this assignment up,” Aster followed.

“It’s a covert mission, which means we’d lose points if we are made,” I added, trying to weigh our options here. “We take Rynn’s lead, pressing forward with every opponent she takes out. Gradually and carefully. Understood?”

“If we are to serve as her back up, then we need to cover more ground,” Dessi suggested.

I looked out, then peeled away from along the exterior of the warehouse. When I inched forward behind a small freight ahead of us, I was able to see Rynn creeping up behind the guy closest to us on six. He was protecting the back end blind spot, holding an assault rifle, the bald headed husky guy dressed in military grade gear head to toe. That armor on him wouldn’t matter though, Rynn showing us her powers both quietly and quickly. All she had to do was cover his lips with her hand, while the other hand grabbed his gun, morphing it into a blade—a katana sword to be exact. The angle was clean as well as the precision, Rynn slicing his throat wide open before his body dropped on the ground.

“Looks to me like little miss hothead doesn’t need any cover,” Aster said, calling her familiar back toward her with a twirl of her finger. But that gesture backfired, Nunu tripping into a trap on the map just as Rynn snuck behind the cover on nine.

An invisible tripwire that set off an alarm—who would have known? I regret letting Rynn advance without fully surveying the area on my own, the trigger leaving Rynn wide open for abuse.

I cursed under my breath, Rynn’s cover exposed.

“Oops!” Aster whispered sheepishly, the men already hot on Rynn’s exposed location.

“Mamy towarzystwo! Ogień, ogień!” someone shouted, all hands on deck.

“We are going in,” I ordered. “The two men from six are now pulling up toward center. Oracle, handle them. Sorceress, since you have a wider sweep, you’re handling the north and east side.”

“Oh, two posts?” she beamed. “I’m glad you have so much confidence in me, Warhead.”

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“I’ll go help out Forger. Let’s move!”

I didn’t wait for their input or their confirmation, making my way to Rynn to assist. She had two guys on her, but the closer I got to her location, the more I realized that this girl wasn’t in any trouble at all. She was handling her own, taking on bullets with her tough skin. Her super hero attire ate those shots as well, my rushed steps gradually slowing down to witness her sweeping the floor with them. That wasn’t to say that these guys were easy to take out. Rynn still had to rely on her weapon forging powers to mend their guns after one of them knocked the katana sword far out of her reach, and she needed hand to hand contact to do it. She managed to take down one asshole, but the other was putting in extra work in evading her touch once he realized what her powers were all about.

The ability to take an inanimate object and warp it into any enhanced weapon she desired. While an interesting feat, this guy seemed to know a way around it, his agility surpassing hers. It was a chase game at this point, and I could tell Rynn was growing restless, finally dropping her hands on the concrete, and pulling out a halberd to slice down her opponent.

I wasn’t helping much, but I had my reasons. Rynn struck me as the proud type, and I told myself I’d only jump in when she absolutely needed me. So when this bulky guy dropped his hip blade and snatched her halberd, I took a step forward, ready to spring. He handled her like a rag doll, using her momentum against her and tossing her into the ground with a huge swung.

But that wasn’t the end of it.

The dude was already built like a brick, and that needle he pulled out of his pocket was about to make it worse. He jabbed himself in the wrist, a blue liquid filling up his veins. Fuck me, his traps were bulking up, as well as his biceps and his quads, going full-blown gorilla on us!

“What the hell?” Rynn grunted, her pride refusing my help to carry her off the ground. “Is that some type of shifter serum?”

I looked up to those digits counting down right across the pseudo moon, noticing we were short on time. “It doesn’t matter what the hell that shit is, we need to take all of them out in under three minutes.”

“Let me handle it,” she arrogantly said.

“That’s what you said a few minutes ago.”

“And I would have finished the mission if someone hadn’t made me!” she snapped her head at me, pushing blame on Aster.

“We work as a team to get this done,” I reminded her.

“You don’t fucking get it, do you? If our powers don’t cap out in the time The Brother’s Code gives us, then those little conditions on our contracts are null and void. Any mistake constitutes termination, and that includes failure at all corners. They have the advantage to do as they please because we are expendable! So I’m going to show them that I’m valuable… And I’m not going to let you, or that demon woman stand in my way of protecting my family!”

I didn’t get a second to process her words, the brute charging at us, black fur and all. He roared, his storming feet aiming for Rynn. She went for the surface of the freight, fashioning a machine gun, and started unloading rounds into the threat. She cried out with the power of the gun, but the brute wouldn’t stop charging at her, not even slowing down for a second.

Fuck pride.

I took one huge leap into the fucker’s side and gave him a square hook shot into his face, launching him right into the freight. He pierced right through, his giant size leaving a gaping hole where I could see the rest of my team fight on the other side.

“I didn’t ask for your god damn help!” she barked at me, tossing her gun aside.

“I wasn’t seeking your approval,” I bit back, standing my ground as she flared up in front of me.

“Are you honestly trying to make me look bad?”

“Funny, I had the same feeling, on how my team mate is trying to usurp me.”

“I don’t want your title, I just want you to stay out of my way and let me do my job!”

“And your job is to listen to me when I give you an order, not side step my authority!”

She gasped, taken aback by my brave words. At first, I thought I went out of line, but the longer I stood there, the more I realized I was right in line. Rynn was trying to overstep her boundaries, and I had to put a leash on it before it got out of hand. “We are working in the same team,” I followed, crossing my arms over my chest. “So stop being proud for once and let me help you.”

 

Just as soon as I gave her words of encouragement, the biggest discouragement blew up in my ears. The freight carrying Project Atttrus in the center blew up, a detonation that had all eyes moving forward.

Shit, did the enemy blow up the container because they were exposed?

I looked up at the time, realizing we’d been spent, and noticed that the gorilla bastard was still writhing on the ground trying to get up.

Just like that, I realized how fucked we actually were.

We failed the mission…

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