Chapter 256: Infestation

Chapter 256: Infestation

Lightshow (Mandy, to her friends) sprinted up the stairs and out the emergency exit.

What the hell was that? She thought as she ran, her heart pounding in her ears.

Agh, cramp.I really should work out more, Stacy keeps telling me Im never gonna catch a man with love handles.

While Stacy was full of shit, if she did exercise, maybe at least shed be able to run without the stitch in her side.

Mandy caught her breath and kept running for a moment before finally remembering she was a super and activating her hardlight jetpack.

A million questions assailed her mind:

What was that? How did it get there without me noticing? How did Paradox know? Was he using me as bait? Is Solaris actually sick? Is there more of it?

First things first: Get safe.

Mandy flew to her Lair, landing in the front lot of an abandoned warehouse, seemingly torn apart by super fights.

This isnt myLair, Mandy thought, frowning as she pulled a remote from her pocket and pressed the button. I dont have a lair.

A door made of hardlight swung open, revealing the dilapidated building to be a faade. Behind it was a massive bunker with automated cannons on top big enough to make a Prawn question its decisions.

Mandy cocked her head to the side as she began walking towards the gaping maw of the bunker This isnt mine. Why am I walking towards it?

Thankfully, Mandy wasnt a particularly suspicious individual, so her consciousness faded away before she had time to put things together and get really scared.

Good evening, A voice came from behind Lightshow as the mimic held a hand up to the keypad in the front of the bunker, entering the code with unnerving precision.

The mimic turned around, still looking like a dumpy aunt. The hardlight disguise flickered for a moment as it struggled to keep up with the presumably melting features underneath.

The canons on the roof and sides of the bunker sprang to life, following her head movements as she tried to pinpoint the sound.

Lightshow, by my authority as an Anchor of Franklin City, youre under arrest, Chemestro said, allowing himself to become visible hovering behind and slightly above her. You will be tested for the presence of alien biolo-

Lightshow snarled and motioned with a hand.

The bunkers canons started spitting lead nearly the size of Chemestros fist.

Chemestro made himself permeable, gliding forward and down through the dirt as the lead passed through his body and Lightshows hardlight prison failed to stop him.

Now comes the hard part. Chemestro thought, re-emerging behind Lightshow and detonating the air next to her ear.

Now he had to pretend like he was only winning by a little bit. Which was much harder than simply disintegrating the creature.

There was a reason for this, however.

If the creature thought it could turn the tide by summoning just a little bit more reinforcements, then it would.

And Chemestro could exterminate them too.

Listen, Chemestro, since youre a misanthropic asshole who keeps to himself and does nothing but practice killing all day, youre the least likely to be compromised, through lack of contact with others and sheer fighting ability. So Im gonna request that you to do a little sweeping up, keep the monster distracted while we get Solariss scans.

Which was why Chemestro allowed one of the lead bullets to hit him, spinning him violently around before he came crashing down to the ground.

Moments before he hit, Chemestro made himself intangible and dove into the ground, dodging a hail of gunfire and Lightshows razor shar hardlight constructs, which tore up the parking lot above him.

While underground, bit his inner lip until it bled, then rose back up above ground, ambushing Lightshow again.

Another minute into the fight, Chemestro allowed himself to catch another bullet. It was stopped by his hyperweave, but he coughed up the blood gathering in his mouth to sell the damage he was taking.

In retaliation, he created hundreds of explosions around Lightshow, tossing the matronly womans form like a ragdoll caught in a tornado.

Wheres her backup coming fromThere.

Directly behind him, a C-list super named Mongoose was sprinting his direction.

Directly in front of him, the Bunker disgorged half a dozen other supers.

Chemestro floated there for a moment, frozen in stunned surprise at the wall of hyperweave charging, flying, and bounding towards him.

Mongoose leapt up at the distracted supers back, his muscles bulging as he entered into a fight against a stronger opponent.

Mongoose exploded into dust, claws inches away from reaching their target.

With a dismissive gesture, the other C-listers crumbled to dust, along with Lightshow.

Chemestro turned away, about to leave, when a thought occurred to him.

If the MRI machine could be compromised, what about the Lair itself?

Chemestro glanced back over his shoulder and flinched out of the way of a car-sized talon aimed straight at his head.

Hed told everyone it would take fifteen minutes in case anyone or anything with ill intent learned of the procedure. He gave these hypothetical saboteurs a convenient-sounding window of fifteen minutes so they would build their plans around false information, missing the chance to do anything problematic in the fraction of a second it would actually take.

Okay, youre good, Perry said, tapping the tray and pulling Solaris out of the machine.

Solaris frowned as he sat up.

How did I get here? He asked, glancing around. Is this a hospital?

Sort of. Its twenty-twenty-eight, shit happened, and youve got Alzheimers, which were trying to fix. Perry said, pulling out a tablet and forwarding the brain scan to Hippocrates and Truthslayer.

BOOM!

ACK!

Faster than even Perry could see, Solaris rammed him up against the wall, lifting him off his feet by the forearm pressed against his neck.

If it was twenty-twenty-eight, I would be over a hundred and ten years old, Solaris said. You wanna try that line again? Did somebody roofie me? Was it Tony trying to get my contacts? He glanced off to the side. No, that doesntTheyre dead

Perry saw Solariss brain hiccup and reassert itself, but not all of it.

You the Minder messing with my head or are you just working for him?

Paradox, Perry croaked, tapping his chest.

Claudettes kid? Solaris asked, frowning.

Perry nodded vigorously.

Claudettes kid is a Minder? Solaris asked.

Perry shook his head. Alzheimers. He pointed at Solaris.

Im sure youd like me to think that, Solaris said, pressing a little harder, making Perrys scalp tingle as the concrete spider-webbed behind him, gradually giving way beneath the stronger force.

Tom! Truthslayer shouted.

May, what are youwearing? Solaris said, frowning at Truthslayer, squinting at the Anchor, his eyes seemingly struggling to focus.

Tom. Paradox is trying to help you. Truthslayer said. Arent you, Paradox?

I am trying to cure your Alzheimers, yes. Perry croaked, nodding around Solariss forearm.

Solaris glanced at Truthslayer, who nodded.

If May says so, then youve gotta be trustworthy. Although

Solaris let Perry down and turned to face Truthslayer. Perry saw the wildcards heartbeat skyrocket in her neck.

When did you start wearing tight black leather? Solaris demanded with a disapproving frown.

Since I Triggered, Truthslayer said. Im Truthslayer, remember?

Rightright. Solaris mumbled, staring down, lifting his shaking hands, opening and closing them. We gotta get this under control.

He glanced at Perry.

You think you can fix it? Ive never seen anyone but the robot bastard able to do any lasting damage.

Ive got everything I need, far as I know, Perry said. Theres an AI working on it right now. Once it spits out a solution for a normal human, Ill adapt it to your physiology and create a spell that will make it stick.

Hed reverse engineered the curse that had allowed the sickness to bypass Solariss natural defenses.

Solaris nodded.

I can make these kinds of things work pretty damn good, too. Perry said.

Alright. How quickly can you have it done? Solaris asked.

Hippocrates, how long? Perry asked his tablet.

Narrowing remedies. Ideal solution in 12 hours. Will need advanced chemistry labs with a focus on RNA.

Alright. I need to go build an advanced chemistry lab and plug Hippocrates in. Perry said. Are you guys good here?

Solaris waved him off, sitting back down in his wheelchair.

My AI says twelve hours to design a cure, but itll likely take a few days of refining and testing. Can you skip forward three days at lightspeed?

Can I? Yes. should I? Probably not, Solaris said, glancing at his palm, which had little sparkles of light coming off of it. I slipped a bit and nearly burned down a forest, If itd been in the city probably wouldve killed somebody. Several somebodies.

Then well try to make it even faster. Perry said. Get some sleep.

After youre fixed, were going to need your speed rooting out the mimics from Franklin city. Perry thought as he ducked out of the room.