by Starmaster
“I don’t know how I feel about mysterious metal men showing
up and giving power boosts to heroes who he calls ‘his kind’,” Wyldfyre said as
he looked at Starmaster, Catalyst, and Silver Paladin. Each of his friends used
technology to enhance their Morphon abilities and now displayed an increased
aptitude with their powers. “Now if it was a beautiful woman offering me a sword
from a lake, that would be a different story.”
“It is unexpected,” Starmaster said from within his body
armor, a technological enhancer for his mental abilities. Before the metal
figure appeared to Director Nova, Starmasters power signature was a blue nimbus
that enveloped him and his target. Now, it was more of a teal shade, a melding
of blue and green.
And according to the pressure sensor Catalyst had created to
gauge power output, Starmaster’s telekinetic power had moved off the charts.
Catalyst had a more invasive piece of technology grafted to
his brain. A micro-processer and sensory apparatus his mother designed to allow
him to hear. When Morphons gave him his Catalyst Effect powers, which allowed
him to manipulate probabilities to improve function of energy distribution and
reaction, his ability as a scientist improved as well. He could experiment with
a much higher success rate when creating his gadgets. Things that shouldn’t
work now simply did.
The scientist waved his hand over the pressure plate, a soft
green pulse shooting out of his hand, and the pressure plate physically altered.
The materials visibly hardened and became more… techy. New blinking lights, diodes,
and panels appeared as the pressure plate upgraded before their very eyes. It
began to process entirely new data from Starmaster’s telekinetic efforts. “This
quite amazing. I have new ideas forming faster than ever before.”
Moving to a different computer, Catalyst began rapidly
typing in formulas and designs.
“And you’re all ok with getting this power boost without
question, going up to the Space Arena to fight because this tech avatar says
so?” Wyldfyre wasn’t used to being the voice of reason. He preferred being the
hothead of the Star Force, not being concerned with the ramifications of his actions.
Now he was worried, unsure and a bit frightened of his companion’s surge in
abilities.
None more than those of Silver Paladin. Created less than a
year ago during the Quest in the Midwest for ruby shards, Silver Paladin was a
strange melding of all know Morphonic Elements. His armor showed the most
influence of technology, a glistening silver metal with engraved circuitry covering
his entire body. A few minutes ago, his armor looked like a sleek, polished
suit of modernized medieval armor with a fancy helmet.
The green energy wave washed over him, and he became
bulkier, his armor tripling in size. Wyldfyre couldn’t easily describe the new
look, other than to imagine what a person would look like after eating and
absorbing the qualities of the biggest tank the military could offer.
Even Silver Paladin’s mounted sword that popped out of
housings in his wrists had changed, doubling in size, and crackling with green
flames burning inside the metal blade material.
Silver Paladin pointed a blade at a punching bag hanging from
the ceiling in the Star Force Observatory gymnasium. It launched out like a
rocket from his wrist, impaling through the bag and into the wall on the
opposite side as a new blade appeared on his arm. “Wow.”
“I’ve got a bad feeling about this…” Wyldfyre said.
“We’d better head up to the arena. We don’t want to miss out
on this fight, do we?” Starmaster said. As the other two nodded, a teal
explosion of light surrounded each of them as Starmaster teleported them into
the Mindscape, all three ignoring Wyldfyre’s concern.
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