Malcolm Tent
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Wish upon the Stars chapter 707
🕑 Added 2024-09-05 18:45:53 +0000 UTC“Why aren’t they attacking?” I said casually as we strolled through the halls. “I expected to be ass deep in Wendigo by this point. Although I have to admit, watching Abel twitch every time they move is kind of funny.” I ignored the middle finger my teacher shot me, keeping most of my attention on my Danger Sense.
It was going off like a storm siren, obviously, but I was trying to track the intensity for forewarning of an attack. Nothing was pinging right now, so I split off a parallel to keep track so I could relax a little.
“I suspect they’re waiting for backup.” Stella said worriedly. “There are more and more of them spilling in. They’re supposed to take you alive, right?”
I shrugged. “Who knows. Travis is probably pissed about all the losses.” I smirked to myself. “I wish I could have seen the look on his face when we blew up the Heart. For all I know he’ll just kill me and sacrifice my body or something. Or maybe they can do that weird grey ice thing like the ones at the Heart. Kick my ass and freeze me just before I die.”
Despite the grim nature of the topic, I didn’t let the possibilities bother me. This was pretty much ideal for our purposes. The more that came in the more we could trap in here with the others, and the less chance our forces would be noticed.
Abel snorted, saying in a deadpan voice. “With this many nearby, it might not be impossible. Even your advantages have limits.”
“Yes. They outnumber us so heavily. We are truly beyond all help.” I answered just as flatly. We stared at each other for a few seconds and then we both burst out laughing, nearly doubling over as we were wracked by that muscle cramping, full body laugh you get when you get sucked into laughing about something and just can’t stop, even though it isn’t really funny.
Stella just glared at us both, then turned the full force of her disapproval on Abel. “He used to be normal, you know. You’re a terrible influence.”
“You take that back!” I said, aghast. “I was NEVER normal.”
She just rolled her eyes. “My mistake. What could I have been thinking.” Finally we came to the top of the staircase I’d first walked so long ago after my intake. “My office.” She said unnecessarily. “I’m going to go check some things like we discussed. Make sure I’m not disturbed.”
We nodded solemnly as she headed inside, then stood motionless and waited. Sure enough, after she’d been out of sight for about thirty seconds, the Wendigos hit their limits and attacked.
Black flames roared under my feet as I began to Waltz, vanishing straight up as I bounced off either side of the staircase until my back was flat against the ceiling. With the vantage point, I found the furthest one back and triggered Double Trouble, then went to work bashing my way into the crowd of monsters from the back as Abel smashed into them from the front. More flooded in from behind me, sadly, the ones who had been accumulating on the walk.
I triggered Mephistopheles and Belial, then started painting the area around me with black demonic corrosion. Which…turned out to be a big mistake.
My eyes widened as the ground melted out from under us, and I stepped off the air, dropping Belial and reaching out with Dust Construction.
It was tough to grab hold of the melted rock, but it was close enough to the dust that I was able to force it to work, and I managed to jam enough of it back into the expanding cracks to create a very basic makeshift brace that kept the building from collapsing on top of us.
“Can you please NOT!” Bellowed Abel from higher up the steps.
“Well it wasn’t INTENTIONAL!” I howled back. “I forgot how fucking flimsy everything here is. Even Rajak was sturdy enough not to just fall apart.” I should have considered the problem when I shattered those windows at the WCP building. Valen was essentially a mortal city, and almost nothing here was made of Ascendant material.
It was even more shocking the Wendigos could function, they were animalistic nutcases one and all. I was surprised their feet weren’t punching into the rock. It was so annoying when bad guys were competent, even the really basic kind.
Still, I had plenty of easy options. I triggered Ripple Running and just avoided the ground in general, though I had to adjust my combat style to something more physical. Collapsing the building on us wouldn’t kill us…but it also wouldn’t kill them. What it WOULD do was make our forces harder to gather.
Once they showed up we could have Bethy pull them all into her Domain and fight it out inside. Until then, I just lashed out back and forth with my staff.
It almost felt nostalgic. No forms or special abilities, just creacking them over the heads with a big ass stick like I’d done when I got started. I snarled in pain as a pair of antlers slammed into my back, but my armor took most of the damage.
Lashing out behind me with a brutal thrust, the staff smashed into the creature’s sternum, eliciting a horrific crack as the monster stumbled back. Another one was coming at me head on, but I used its eye as a reflective surface, triggering Double Trouble on the injured one behind me.
In an instant I was up on its head, using its antlers as handlebars as I stomped down on its ugly face as hard and fast as I could. As it sank to its knees, I wrenched the head around with the full weight of my body, interposing the antler in my left hand between myself and the one that had just realized it was only attacking an illusion.
There was so many of them, and so much happening. I triggered Piece of Mind, splitting off a parallel even as I called for Beelzebub. Twelve other versions of me appeared around me, immediately going to work, and I grimaced at the strain.
I only had two forms active, but I’d been going for a while now. My soul wasn’t in agony or anything, but I had a throbbing pain behind my eyes that reminded me of an ice cream headache. I was used to overdoing it all at once and being struck dumb with agony, so the gradual build from constant on and off use was easy enough to push through for now.
The fight dragged on, and I killed a bunch more Wendigos (though less than I’d have liked because they kept getting between me and the wounded before I could finish them). I was about to stomp one’s face in when there was a low hum and a flash as the walls and floor glowed blue.
“I think that was the lockdown!” I called as I kicked off the air to avoid being speared on a particularly sharp pair of antlers. When I touched down though, I had time to check out the materials for a second, and was shocked to note that I felt Impact in them now. Not anything up to my standards, but like…F-rank maybe?
“Did these rocks just get more durable?” Called Abel.
I just laughed, calling back. “Seems like the lockdown reinforces the building. Which makes sense because it’s not much of a lockdown if you can just walk through the wall. Still, that’ll make things way easier.”
That train of thought was cut off by the scream of my danger sense and I threw myself sideways as a small orb of condensed black and white energy streaked past me, hit a crowd of Wendigos, and then fucking EXPLODED.
“Sorry!” Called the embarrassed voice of my sister. “I’m still figuring out how to aim that! It pulls to the left!”
I grinned as I turned around, seeing our entire force converging, more than a hundred and fifty E-rankers sweeping down the hallways, tearing apart the straggling Wendigos that were trying desperately to escape them.
“Is that all of them?” I called with a laugh. “It’s hard to tell, they all have that same grey hide and the antlers.”
Chelsea arrived next to me with a grin. “I’m pretty sure. We’re getting conflicting reports of a few dozen staying outside, but not enough to really turn the tides. We’re grinding them down easily enough. We have a numbers advantage AND a skill advantage. I don’t think the stragglers are going to be an iss-” She cut off as Stella came barreling out of her office frantically. “DOWN!” She screamed, jumping into the hole I’d left with my corrosion. Without questioning it, we all disengaged, and anyone who couldn’t get back down the hall jumped into the hole.
There was a colossal boom, and dust and rock rained down from above us as something hit the building.
We’d all landed just one floor below, and as the smoke cleared, I could make out something huge moving through the obscuring cloud. Something grey, tipped with knifelike talons on a hand the size of a small fucking house.
As I watched, a pair of massive dark columns recognizable as horns sheared through the stone of the Unity building and a hideous warped face shoved itself into the hole the arm had left, hateful red eyes glaring down at us from sockets as tall as we were.
“What the actual fuck is THAT?” I screamed in a manly and not at all high pitched voice.
Abel groaned. “Invocation of some kind? Technically the transformation IS an ability. Maybe all of the stragglers did it at the same time. Either way. Doesn’t matter much, does it?” Hauling back, he threw a colossal punch with his right hand, and above us, a bloody manifestation of his closed fist coalesced, tearing through the air and smashing into the massive demon head.
It stumbled back, and I stepped off the air to follow it up, landing on a rock ledge inside the hole it torn in the side of the building. The construction was clearly getting destabilized, and the blue glow of the lockdown protocols was flickering and about to go out, at which point the whole place would probably collapse.
Despite all that, I wasn’t worried about it. I just stood there casually, staring up at the massive monster. Abel and Chelsea hopped up next to me, the others below trying to hunt down the fleeing Wendigos as they scattered.
“You don’t seem worried.” My sister commented. “Shouldn’t we be getting ready for a huge fight?”
I just laughed. “Nope. It’s already taken care of.” I’d been waiting for something for a while now, and I could feel it coming from a ways out. I wouldn’t need to lift a finger, though I was definitely going to be helping.
“Really?” She said worriedly. “Because I don’t see how that’s possible. What exactly is going to take care of that giant monster.”
Grinning, I pointed up at the sky behind the monster. Through the bond, I could feel the flex of two of my forms, forms that wouldn’t have been usable before the rank up. One of them wouldn’t have been usable even after, except that we were cheating a little bit.
“What is that?” She said, squinting. I didn’t blame her for not knowing what she was looking at. With my feet planted, Mornax was working through the bond (a fun new trick considering it had only originally been usable on solid ground) , but the curled up form of my Callie wasn’t easily visible, wreathed in black fire as she was from the collecting strength of Mephistopheles.
The giant super Wendigo seemed to notice at the last minute and turned to look at what was coming. Callie had jumped from a shuttle just below orbit, and with Mornax increasing her density and Mephistopheles supercharging her force she was basically a living mortar shell. It was a shame it had turned though, I’d have loved to see its face when she crashed into and vaporized its entire upper torso. My wife certainly knew how to make an entrance.
Comments
JJB4345_80_815
Thank you for the chappy! Friendly possible edit: Quote: No forms or special abilities, just creacking them over the heads with a big ass stick like I’d done when I got started. creacking ==> cracking
Malcolm Tent
Nah, the Expert ranked Bond is just cheap in some ways. There's a reason it's so hard to raise.
Kevin McGuire
So does this mean the clones can hold a for for Original Shan?
