Wednesday, July 31, 2024

SENTINEL BONUS FOR AUGUST & NEW CONTEST



HAPPY AUGUST 2024!

The monthly bonus for Sentinel editorials and Fan-Fiction continues this month with the usual editorial bonus for reviews, commentaries, game guides, gear talk, and origin stories.

This month's fan-fiction theme (prompt) is "WHAT IF..."
That's right: it is an open-ended prompt and you are free to interpret it in any way you want. Just be sure to post your entries to the Fan-Fiction forum with the following in the title: "FAN-FICTION CONTEST: WHAT IF" and the title of your entry. Please also add a link to your entry in the Sentinel page so that we can monitor all entries.

REWARDS:

PLATINUM: 7 Strange Fiction cards (only reserved for EXCEPTIONAL submissions)

GOLD: 5 Strange Fiction cards

SILVER: 3 to 4 Strange Fiction cards

BRONZE: 1 to 2 Strange Fiction cards


These rewards go out after the end of each month and are IN ADDITION to the usual Sentinel rewards from Daniel Andrade for published entries.

Here are the categories/prompts:

Category One:
REVIEWS/COMMENTARIES of ad hoc and regular events, including fan-fiction role play, etc.

Category Two:
GAME GUIDES, GEAR TALK, and other editorials about game mechanics.

Category OPEN:
"WHAT IF...";
What is your origin story? How did you end up in the Heroes Rising universe?
(And any other Fan-Fiction.)


REMINDER:

Post your submissions to the Sentinel page as usual for Categories One and Two. To enter the OPEN CATEGORY post your entries to the Fan-Fiction forum with the following in the title: "FAN-FICTION CONTEST" and the title of your entry. Please also add a link to your entry in the Sentinel page so that we can monitor all entries.

Yours Quackily,
SQ
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Fan-Fiction Contest: My Multiverse - Late to the party

Vol Kana (ID: 11074 aka AJ Slade) Multiverse Prime

Prolog:
I have an older sister (really my first cousin). It’s up to “Dark Mourning” to tell you that story.

As a child I spend before and after school with my Nana and Pop Pop. One day Pop Pop said "Let's build something. You got any ideas?". I replied "A volcano." When it was time to make the volcano to erupt, I mixed red paint with the baking soda and vinegar to make red lava.

Later I became a volcanologist. I traveled world-wide to study volcanos. My team and I were at Kilauea when we became trapped by a lava flow caused by Firebrand. The latent power of the Morphons and the high levels of adrenaline gave me the power to dispatch Firebrand and to save my team. I adopted the name “Vol Kana”.

My red hair assuredly confirms my quick to anger nature. Some say that age has NOT mellowed me at all. My reply “That’s good!”

Into the Rift:
Recently "Dark Mouning" hounded me to visit a parallel world. I went looking for the rift but couldn’t find it. Then one day doing laundry, a swirling vortex appeared in my washer. It sucked me in and dumped me out in my other self’s world.

Alpha “Vol Kana” and I have a lot in common (I’m calling her Alpha). Mainly, we read our father’s Silver Age Marvel comics as pre-teens and had a heavy crush on Johnny Storm. We obtained our powers the same way. While she didn’t have an older sister, but does have a close relationship with her cousin “Four Ever”.

Since I was late to the party, Alpha and I had a lot of catching up to do. Since this would be a short-term assignment, we set many goals knowing that some would not be attained. Gathering Hatoraide and More-Fun Bars were high on our list. We set our sights on making the 15,000-fight goal to collect those MPs. We would buy only Elemental gear. Extra powers were scrounged from every Fight Club and special KOTM events that we entered. Doing Missions, Patrols, and the Atlas events were vital to garner additional rewards. Harvesting Crystals should be a daily ritual. “BOR-RING!” remarks Alpha.

“Dark Mouring” and “Four Ever” shared some of their mistakes which Alpha and I avoided. We joined the Multiverse Freaks League which took the Silver Medal in the League War.

I had things to do back in Prime, like the Olympics. Alpha kept things going in her world. Her Atlas stats astounded me with 6 Golds, 1 Silver, and 1 Bronze.

It was time to prepare for the Boss Raid and the concurrent Explosion Days weekend. We purposely conserved our resources during the last Atlas event. We bought extra fights and energy in the BADGE Shop. We also bought some XP boosts as we wanted to level up quickly to get the most Multiverse Points possible. Our goal was 175.

Prior to the Saturday 11 am start time of the Raid, we used our limit of fights and Stimpacks to get the most out of our level-up effort. Just prior to 11 am, the XP and energy boosts were engaged. As we leveled up, we applied the skill points to energy. Progress was slow toward our points goal.

“Four Ever” deliberated with us and it was decided that Sunday morning we would respec our skills and put everything into energy. With the extra MPs from leveling up we would spend 5 MPs to refill energy as needed. We replenished any boosts from the Shop. When the Raid ended on Monday, we did 780,576 damage on 2443 hits.

With our points just shy of 250, and there was plenty of time to continue to level up. Using the same strategy as the Boss Raid, we started doing raids. We began applying our skill points to attack, defense, movement, and life. By Tuesday morning, we were exhausted, with most of our consumables used up, we had 287 points. The 13 points to 300 looked tempting but I had this story to write.

I had a good time with Alpha, and she allowed me to take back some nice goodies. Maybe we’ll meet again.

The combat and gear effects should come to Prime. The Flash Sales were a little annoying at first, but I found if I kept some cash, crystals and MPs in reserve, it was useful to do some ad-hoc buying and powering up.
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Fan-Fiction Contest: My Multiverse - Cracked Mirror

by Dark Mourning aka Kyra Slade (ID: 10894)  Multiverse Prime

Prolog:
I was an orphan by the age seven. My father was killed in a war and my mother overdosed on drugs. I lived with my maternal grandparents until my grandmother passed. Shortly afterwards I was adopted by my father’s brother and his wife. They invited my maternal grandfather to live with us. While AJ (aka “Vol Kana”) and I were raised as sisters, she is really my first cousin.

My first supernatural encounter occurred when I was nine. Shortly after my maternal grandfather passing, I walked down the hall to my bedroom and through his ghost. He was cold as ice. I helped him to transition to the other side.

As a member of B.A.D.G.E, I became known as “4 Ever” based on my forever DNA aberration research.

Eighteen months ago, I felt a temporal shift which triggered visions and the manifestation of another entity. These events changed my appearance, turning my blonde curls to black and my skin to a whiter shade of pale. I still consider myself as “4 Ever” but there is a place where they call me “Dark Mourning”. Whether “Dark Mourning” is a past reflection, future incarnation, or from a different reality, I do not know. I adopted the name “Dark Mourning”.

Three months ago, I had a dream of another “Four Ever”. She is like my “4 Ever” but also so much different.

Across the Multiverse: I step into the rift that takes me to “Four Ever” and her world.

“Four Ever” was waiting for me. She tells me she had a recent dream that explained my background. After we complete our conversation, she gives me a hug. Her supernatural origins echo mine with her maternal grandfather’s ghost. Also, with her work at BADGE with the DNA research.

The most significant change in Alpha was that “Four Ever” was not on orphan. After meeting her parents, the despair welled up inside me. Something dark remains deep inside, and I cannot reconcile my feelings. I truly became “Dark Mourning”. I wonder if the events of 18 months ago foreshadowed my despair.

It’s not that I resent “Four Ever”, she has the life I would have liked to have had. I recall something my childhood therapist told “You are greater than the sum of your experiences. No one else has had these experiences in the same order and at the same point in time in their life that you have had. That makes you unique. And never let one single event define you “. I realize if I had her life, I would be her, and not me. And I am very comfortable with me.

My mind was muddled and my assistance to “Four Ever” was filled with errors. The most significant was assigning our early BADGE points to monthly MPs Perk. In hindsight, increasing the Consumer Perk would have provided daily boosts with fights and energy. Another thing was that I was hung up about was the Movement Skill. It took a few days to fully understand the new combat changes where Attack and Defense are now more meaningful. There were also some changes to the Equipment Effects.

I heartily support that the new combat system and effects changes make it to the Prime Multiverse.

We hooked up with many of my friends from Prime to create the Multiverse Freaks League. We took the Silver Medal in the League War.

For MP powers, we sold any dropped MP Laser Eyes and kept everything. Any MP powers with a Level 1 primary score of at least 150 was trained to Level 5. Most Crystal and Bux powers were leveled-up as well. I relied heavily on Crystals in order to conserve and build my cash balance. "Four Ever" was not keen on harvesting Crystals.

“Four Ever” and I made the mistake of not conserving our energy consumables during the last Atlas. They would have been helpful during the Boss Raid and Explosion weekend.

Heading into the last weekend events, my goal was to collect 200 Multiverse points. My last mistake was not having the foresight to stockpile various consumables from the BADGE Shop earlier. It would have made things easier. Better late than never.

Late Saturday, “Four Ever” suggested “Let’s respec our skills all to energy.”

“There’s no return from that move, once they move, they're there forever. Pun intended.” I replied with a smile.

She talked to Alpha “Vol Kana” and both would respec skills on Sunday morning.

When the dust settled on Monday and the goal exceeded, “Four Ever” wanted to see how far we could go. We continued shopping at BADGE and plugged away at raids.

In the end, my foibles did not impact “Four Ever” too seriously. She became a strong and viable Supernatural superhero. If I ever get back to Alpha, I would like to get to know her parents better. I probably should bring that up at my next therapy session.

I’m happy with the results. I got to play in ways that I never imagined and had oodles of fun doing so. I am not telling what I brought back from Alpha.
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Heroes Rising Fiction: Stone Age part 12

 Adrianne stood with Arx right next to her. While seated at the table, Nova glared at Adrianne with seriousness as he calculated his anger and curiosity.

“Tell me why I shouldn’t have your put in a cell right now,” Nova quietly asked.

Adrianne said, “I came to this station under false pretense... well, not entirely false. Okay, so this is what happened. My brother and I both gained morphon powers at the same time. I got ice powers, he got extremely powerful stone powers. We were both working with the universities’ anthropological survey teams and I wanted to finish my doctoral program before turning myself in for evaluation by BADGE. Wynn, my brother, realized just how powerful he was. As we traveled around the tribal parts of Africa, he enjoyed the way he scared the locals. Some of the more isolated tribes called him a god, naming one of their various gods. I told him to stop encouraging them, but he thought it was so much fun.”

EB said, “So, he set himself up as a god. Great. Another power mad idiot.”

“It wasn’t like that!” Adrianne yelled and then controlled herself. “Wynn has always had a desire for power. Not in the evil villain sort of way. As in, he always got elected class president, he desired to be the head of his fraternity, he became captain of the football team, he simply had a stronger inclination towards positions of authority than most. But it was harmless... until we encountered that damn witch.”

“Mama Pepo,” Nova said.

“Yes. She came to us and said she knew what we were, morphonic humans. She was one as well. Mama Pepo offered to help us realize our potential as gods over the ignorant tribes... she called them ignorant, which is far from true. I found her offer disgusting and bigoted. The offer intrigued Wynn, but he turned it down. We asked her to help us understand tribal superstitions better. In that time of learning from her, she slowly fed my brother more and more ideas of superiority. One night, he left with her. I didn’t know about it. They went, and she used her own powers to brainwash people and he presented himself as a god. Even chose that stupid name he got from Greek myth. When I found out, I was furious. I tried to reason with him, but he said it was better this way. We could unite all the indigenous people and build a society out of them. Turn the impoverished African continent into a world power like nothing before. He had gone power mad.”

Nova said, “This is all fascinating, but how does this bring you to us?”

“I knew he had to be stopped. I feared that any day BADGE would send in people to take him down. But you didn’t. I guess their plot to fly under the radar worked better than I expected. So, I turned myself in to the nearest Fight Club and asked to be brought here for training. I wanted to join the ATLAS team and work with them so I could convince them to come down and stop Wynn.”

“Why ATLAS?” Arx asked.

She looked down, not at him, “ATLAS helps, they don’t fight. BADGE sends in soldiers and Leagues to take villains down. I was afraid. My brother might be a little crazy right now, but he is still my brother. I wanted to have him come to his senses and let BADGE deal with that horrible witch. But things went sideways. I couldn’t convince Arx in time to investigate those tremors Wynn is causing, and now he has alerted BADGE. I just don’t want to see him hurt or killed. He’s not a horrible person, I promise.”

There was a long silence as Nova absorbed this.

Arx said, “I know what it means to get a second chance. I think we owe it to Adrianne to at least try this her way. Send in a smaller force to bring in this Wynn and capture Mama Pepo. Then we can get Krystal and Alex back and free the people they have brainwashed.”

Nova looked up at them, studying them for a moment. He then inclined his head toward EB. “What is the threat level right now?”

EB looked at a tablet and then said, “Right now, they are containing their little growing empire to a small group of indigenous people. Other than capturing our people, they haven’t done anything to challenge BADGE. So, low. I guess they aren’t really trying to conquer the world yet. They could soon, though. I mean, with what they are doing, it could get back quickly. But if we go in and stop them now with a small force, then it won’t be so bad. I…”

Nova held up his hand and EB went silent. “Fine. I will allow this. Arx, you take the lead. Bring Adrianne with you and a small team of your best.”

“And me,” Torrik said. “Knowing the power this Pepo is using, I can prepare counter magic to stop her from getting to us. And I have the best chance of breaking her curse.”

“I could do it too!” EB protested.

Nova said, “No. Torrik goes with them. EB, you stay here and get ready. If this goes sideways again, and we need to send in more people, we will need your power to counter her brainwashing.”

“Can do.” EB gave off a quick salute.

Adrianne almost fell to the floor. “Thank you, thank you. I... “

“You are lucky I was willing to listen. Never think you can just barge into secret meetings or secure locations ever again. Next time will not fare so well. I am only sending you on this mission because I believe you have the best chance of resolving this with your brother with no conflict. But do not think you aren’t under our authority. You will do what Arx says, which may include attacking your brother if he refuses to listen.”

“I understand. He is my brother, and I will do everything I can to protect him. I will not let him hurt innocent people for his power lust. You can trust me.”

“Trust is earned, and you will have to regain my trust. Don’t fail me. Now, get down to the ATLAS center and be ready to move out with the team.”

She turned to leave but found a hand on her shoulder. Arx pulled her into a hug and whispered into her ear, “We will do everything we can to save him.”

“Thank you.” She whispered back.

“Now, give me back my card before Nova kills me.”

She pulled out his card and handed it back to him, then left with a security robot to escort her back to the common area.

Arx turned around, more scared now than when he was facing a meteor bombardment for the first time. “First, I told her never to use this other than to get into the simulator. And, furthermore...”

Nova hit his fist so hard against the table that everyone in the room jumped, especially EB. “This will never happen again. You’re treading thin ice right now, Arx. We carefully vet those command cards and NEVER give them to anyone who hasn’t been registered in the computer. I never wanted to put tracking on all the people on this station, so to be certain they didn’t break the security rules. But, I guess that level of trust must be violated, thanks to you. Next time you violate BADGE rules like that again, you will find yourself looking for work planetside. Is that understood!?”

“Yes, sir.” Arx stood up straight.

“Now, go prepare a team and get to this mission.”

Arx’s departure from the room was so quick that even EB would be hard pressed to move faster.

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Tuesday, July 30, 2024

Heroes Rising Fiction: Stone Age Part 11

 Adrianne waited in the operation room of ATLAS with a few of the other trainees. The others looked a little disheveled after last night’s party, but were in good spirits. Adrianne appeared as though she were going to be ill.

“Hey, didn’t see you much last night after that amazing dance,” A young man said.

Adrianne didn’t catch anyone was talking to her.

“Musta had one hell of a night.” He nudged her arm.

She jumped and then looked at him. “Sorry. Did you need something?”

“No. I was just wondering what happened to you last night. You danced with Mr. Arx and then disappeared.”

A woman across from them slyly said, “Arx vanished as well. I saw him leave and not come back.”

Adrianne said, “Look, don’t get any wild ideas. He and I... are working friends. That’s all. He was called away for some BADGE business and I didn’t feel much like doing more dancing.”

“Where is he, anyway?” The young man asked.

Adrianne said, “I was just wondering that myself. I really need to talk to him.”

“Sure you do.” The pestering tone of the woman across from her made Adrianne want to give her a real icy chill right about now.

The screen in the table came alive with Arx’s face. “Hey, everyone. I’m called away for some important business in the main Operations. So, for today, there’s a list of standard training programs. Each person will pick two from the list and run them in simulator seven. Work at your own pace for now. You’re all doing great. Arx out.”

“Damn.” Adrianne whispered under her breath.

The computer on the table displayed a long list of simulated disasters for ATLAS to cover. The others were selecting their two for the day, while Adrianne grew more nervous by the moment.

“Look, honey, he has a great chest and cute butt, but you have work to do. Stop fussing and pick your two.” The girl rudely stated.

The young man said, “Becky, you don’t have to be like that. This isn’t High School.”

“I know what it is. But even up here, drooling over the teacher is not cool.” She snickered.

Adrianne was about to tell her where she could stick her opinion when the seismic sensor went off again. The others didn’t notice it, but she recognized the sound from when she was in here before. On the smaller screen on the left wall, two distinct earthquake signatures were showing in Chad, Africa.

“I have to find him before it’s too late.” Adrianne rushed out of the room.

***

Nova left the Operations center for the conference room at the back. Inside were Arx, EB, Torrik, and Chase. All poured over information on tablets, while three videos played on monitors around the room.

“What have you found? Torrik, what are you doing here?”

Torrik almost spoke, but EB answered, “I asked him to come. This is some serious magic to untangle. Normally, I’m really good at this. Like, a total pro. But, this is big trouble, and I didn’t want to make any mistakes. I know, it’s not like me to call in help, but even I can need help. This one time, I went to Bavaria when I was trying to figure out this new cake candy bar... sorry...” EB shrunk down in his seat at the withering glare from Nova.

Torrik said, “Krystal Fae is powerful and clever. This spell she used proved to be extremely complicated. In a strange way, it keeps track of important things for the past few days before it becomes active. Apparently, it is always there, and it works only if she’s in deep trouble.”

“Good to know. What did she send us?” Nova sat beside them.

Arx pointed at the video monitors. “EB and Torrik were able to translate what she saw into these videos. Snippets of what she saw each day, important things. There are several of her and Alex investigating those orbs, then going to a Fight Club in Tripoli and talking to the gym leader there. Then... well, look at this.” He pressed a button, but nothing happened.

“Oh, sorry. This is magic, not technical.” EB waved his paw at the screen.

They were looking at the world around Krystal from her eyes. It showed Krystal and Alex join forces with the small group in Africa. They saw the capture. While Krystal lay on her side, they witnessed the conversation between Antaeus and Mama Pepo. They even watched as the witch cast a spell over Krystal and she stood and spoke for a camera being held by the chief of Antaeus’s security.

When the images stopped, Nova said, “I want to know who this Antaeus is.”

Arx said, “We had the computers run searches across the globe and couldn’t find any information. Other than historical data about the Antaeus from Greek Mythology, we have nothing. The facial recognition program cannot seem to find any information. His stone face seems to cause the program some issues.”

Nova said, “Don’t tell me this is the real Antaeus, son of Poseidon and Gaia.”

Torrik said, “You can’t dismiss the possibility. Though doubtful he is a demi-god, he could be something like EB. An ancient alien who has only revealed himself again. Or something like that.”

“I have been around for a long time...” Nova started.

EB added, “A LOOOOOOOONG TIME. I mean, Nova is really, really, really old. Super old...”

“Thank you, EB.” Nova cleared his throat. “I have never encountered any Antaeus.”

Arx said, “We found some information on this woman.” He pointed at the witch. “Born Arafa Izou in a small tribe in Chad, Africa. She gained a reputation as a threat among the locals for her early involvement in forbidden tribal witchcraft. Locals accused her of cursing cattle, crops, and other women, but the justice system could not intervene because of the lack of tangible evidence. The locals started calling her Mama Pepo, or mother demon. BADGE registered that three years ago she gained morphon powers and has used them to enhance her witchcraft. She has been off our radar since she has done nothing to require the attention of BADGE... until now.”

Torrik said, “Apparently, from what I could tell, she is using some kind of morphonic magic to brainwash people. Through Krystal’s eyes, I can see that several of the surrounding people are currently being brainwashed. I doubt they know what they are doing.”

Nova said, “I don’t like this. If it were just this Mama Pepo, then we go in. But, I want to know more about this Antaeus. What kind of threat is he? Is he another puppet of hers?”

“No.” EB said, “Torrik and I checked every glimpse we could. He has no magical influence over him. He’s clean.”

Arx said, “But he is a threat. More than once, we witnessed earthquakes from Krystal’s eyes. I know ATLAS has been following minor quakes in that area recently,... a lot of them. I thought it was natural and nothing to worry about. But, now I believe he can do this. We could see he has a lot of control over the ground and rocks, so it adds up. But that also makes him a dangerous threat.”

Nova said, “Then we have little choice. This Antaeus and Mama Pepo have kidnapped BADGE agents, countless hostages, and others. They are a threat to that region and could present far-reaching dangers outside of that. So, I am going to authorize a full strike. EB, Torrik, I want you to help prepare our heroes for potential mental attacks. I don’t want any more brainwashed heroes. All leagues near there will be alerted for a full atta…”

“No! Please, don’t!” Adrianne rushed into the room.

Nova shot up and had his gun out, aimed right at her. “What the!”

She slid to a stop and found her arms being held by vines growing up from the ground under Torrik’s control. EB had two eggs ready to throw.

“Adrianne?” Arx got up and approached her.

“Please don’t attack him.”

Nova demanded, “How did you get in here? This is the most secured location on this station.”

She said, “I... had a card.”

“Oh, no.” Arx realized where this came from. “I gave that to you because I trusted you.”

“Please, understand. I had to come. I can’t let you do this.”

“Do what?” Nova asked, still livid.

She whispered, “Please, don’t kill my brother.”

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Monday, July 29, 2024

Heroes Rising Fiction: Stone Age Part 10


 “Report!” Nova called out the moment the lift doors opened.

Gar, in charge of Operations, answered. “Krystal Fae reported in. I didn’t know she was on a mission.”

“She isn’t, technically. That alone makes this odd. What else?”

“The message is weird. Something about it doesn’t seem right.”

“Play it.”

Gar pointed at a robot, and the viewscreen activated. Krystal stood in the middle of an empty field, smiling at a camera recording this. “Alex, are you ready? Good. This is Agent Krystal Fae reporting in. We have found nothing of note in the brush. I just wanted you to know that. I’ve sent you a series of coordinates which mark the area we have searched for days. There is absolutely nothing here. I will keep moving and looking. Tell EB that I’m fine and he doesn’t need to worry about me. Agent Krystal Fae out.” The video ended.

Gar said, “That was strange. Why contact us to just say nothing is wrong? And what was the part about EB?”

Nova’s expression had changed from confused to concerned. He pressed his comm. “EB, get to operations now. I need your...”

“At your service!” EB zipped up to him with a paw held up like a salute.

“...help.” Nova finished his sentence. “We have a situation, and I need you to watch a video.”

“You called me away from that cool party to just watch a video? Aw, you want to do a movie night? Hey, I can conjure up some chocolate-covered popcorn, and we can use the main theater...”

“Not that kind of video. Just watch.” Nova pointed at the robot.

Krystal Fae’s video started up. “Alex, are you ready? Good. This is Agent Krystal Fae reporting in. We have found nothing...”

“STOP!” EB yelled, and the image paused. He moved closer to the screen, gazing at it.

“What is it?” Nova asked.

“This is bad, really bad. Like, the baddest of bads.”

“WHAT?” Nova was growing impatient quicker than normal.

EB said, “Krystal told me she would have a special emergency spell ready in case something terrible happened to her. It would be imperceptible to most people, even other magic aligned people. But, since I’m so strong, I can sense it.”

“What is the spell?”

“It is in her eyes. It forces her to get my attention, even without her knowing she’s doing it. And, using a deciphering spell, I can draw the information out that she really wants me to see or hear.”

“Can you do it from this video?”

EB said, “I think so. Can you put it on one of the smaller screens? I need to get close and work on this. This is one tricky spell. Has to be. Otherwise, whoever has bewitched her could sense it.”

“Bewitched? Are you saying she is under some kind of spell?” Gar asked.

EB nodded, “Yes. I don’t know much about what’s going on with her now. But, what I can see... what you can’t see... is that it is morphon enhanced magic. Really freaking powerful, morphon magic. Wherever she is, she is in danger.”

Nova said, “Get to work on that deciphering spell. Robot 10915, get the nearest league to those coordinates that she sent us. I want that scouted yesterday. Tell all the Leagues within the area that they are on red alert status.”

“Understood.”

Gar asked, “Should we call the party off?”

Nova looked at the still image of Krystal. “No. Let them have their fun tonight. No reason to panic any of the new recruits over something that we aren’t even certain about the details. However, let Arx and Chase know what’s going on.”

“I’ll find them.” Gar left Operations.

***

Mama Pepo leaned in and put her hands on Alex’s closed eyes. She pushed them open and stared deeply into his face. He could see her, hear what was around him, but he couldn’t move.

She spoke to someone whose shadow loomed ominously over them. “This one has magic as well, but not as strong as the other. Both have morphon powers, but their true power source is not morphons.”

The deep voice of Antaeus asked, “Are you sure you can keep them under your control?”

“Yes. They were ill prepared for my attack. They cannot remove the power I have over them unless they have full control of their faculties. These two will prove useful in your new empire.”

“I don’t like that. I don’t want them to challenge me.”

“Don’t be paranoid. I will keep them obedient. Soon, they will forget they even have powers. Only when I control their bodies will their powers be of any use. Just like all the others in your army who we have taken away and brainwashed, these will think they are just humans serving a god.”

***

Adrianne sat behind the thick trunk of a tree in the arboretum. She never left, merely hid after she lost her nerve. She could clearly hear the conversation between Arx and Nova. Through a muffled crying, she forced herself to reconsider what she would do next.

“This was supposed to be so easy. Why did he have to be so cute and nice... damn it.”

Arx was still on the nearby bench, looking as glum as a lovesick puppy. If she stepped out of this shadow, he would see her. What had begun as a great evening had turned into a terrible mess.

“Maybe I should explain myself.” Her thoughts rolled around how she would try to mend this situation.

Before she could try, someone walked through. It was that strange statue hero that worked with Nova.

Gar approached Arx and said, “There’s a problem. Nova wanted you to know about it.”

“Something big?”

“Yes. But, don’t tell the others. He doesn’t want to scare the trainees right now.”

This caught her attention. She leaned in closer to the tree and focused on hearing their words.

Arx asked, “Is it something for ATLAS?”

“I don’t know. Krystal has sent a strange message that EB is magically reading. It has something to do with Africa.”

Arx said, “Africa? Wait, we’ve got a lot of random reports about something going on in Africa. Is it near Chad?”

Gar nodded. “Yeah, I think so. The place she said was around that, I think.”

“I showed Nova some early reports, but I haven’t brought up the rest. These small to medium earthquakes that ATLAS sensors keep picking up around there could be connected.”

“Come on, let’s go tell him.” Gar walked away with Arx behind him.

In order to avoid being noticed, Adrianne slid around the tree as they passed. There was a throbbing in her chest and a panic washing over her skin.

“I have to tell them.”

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Sunday, July 28, 2024

Heroes Rising Fiction: Stone Age Part 9

 Arx couldn’t bring himself to look up. His whole body felt as if lead had poured through his veins.

“Arx?” The gentle, deep voice of Nova approached.

He didn’t want to see or talk to anyone right now, and Nova was at the top of that list.

“Sorry, sir. I need to go.” He stood to leave, but Nova stopped him with a hand on his shoulder.

“Son, sit down.”

“I really don’t want to talk right now.”

Nova said nothing. His commanding presence was enough for Arx to sit back on the bench. There was a moment of silence between them as Nova slowly walked around and sat on the other side where Adrianne had been.

“There is a wisdom to some rules we apply to the heroes. This wisdom, I’m afraid, probably needs to be shared with the ATLAS teams.”

“This isn’t the time to discuss rules and procedures.”

Nova continued, “The reason most organizations find it logical to deny romantic fraternization is that it creates unnecessary divides that prove problematic to the operation of the job you intend to do.”

Arx asked, “How did you know?”

“Logical deduction of why you asked me about the rules before. Also, EB followed you guys out here. He is a nosy little imp, but he also is a concerned friend. He came to me a few moments ago and told me what happened.”

“Great. I’m broken and now everyone will be...”

“I told EB to not spread it around and he knows when to listen to me.”

“Thanks.” Arx let out a heavy sigh. “I should’ve listened to the wisdom of the BADGE rules and applied them to myself. I made a damn fool of myself and might have pushed away one of the most promising members of ATLAS I’ve ever met.”

“This isn’t about losing a good team member.”

Arx nodded, “No.” He leaned back and looked up at the dark, starry heavens. “You know, I hold a deep pain in me all the time. It started the moment I first saw those news broadcasts of who I was before. Watching myself murder innocent people because of my inflated ego hurt me in ways I can’t explain. And don’t tell me I’m not that man. He is responsible. I am not. That’s not fair. Justice is not that blind. That pain haunts me like a walking nightmare. I speak with the BADGE therapist every week, trying to come to grips with this.”

Nova nodded. “I can’t say that your past will ever go away. But you’ll find peace in time.”

“I found that peace,” Arx quietly said. “For a few fleeting moments, when I was with Adrianne in the training room, or having lunch with her, or just talking after lecture sessions, I found joy, peace, happiness in her eyes. I fell in love with her. But when I sobered up from the euphoria of love, I knew I had to tell her the truth. If she found out the truth any other way, it would seem that I was hiding my dark past. Maybe it was too soon. Maybe I should have let you or Chase tell her.”

“You had to be the one to tell her.”

Arx nodded, “Yeah, you’re right. But I should have never fallen for her in the first place. The pain of her rejection is almost as bad as the pain of realizing my past. Now I know I will never have love in my life.”

Nova said, “Son, I don’t know everything. I may be ancient and have lived many lifetimes. But, in reality, love remains a deep mystery to me. Don’t give up. Focus on who you are now and what you do best. That is all I can say.”

Arx stood up and looked back at the ongoing party. “I suppose we should get back in there. I’m the leader of half of the attendees.”

“You don’t have to go back. I can make the apologies for you and let you go back to your quarters.”

“I won’t hide. I am the leader of ATLAS. But I will take a few more quiet moments to myself and then get back in there. Besides, I enjoy a party far more than you.”

“True...” Nova stood and was about to say something when his comm activated. “This is Nova.”

Gar spoke, “Sir, we have a strange message coming in from Krystal Fae. You should come up to Operations and hear it.”

***

Two hours before the party:

Alex and Krystal worked with the small militia as they slunk through the underbrush near Antaeus’s encampment. They used the cover of night skies to make their approach.

In a low whisper, Krystal asked, “How far?”

The elder answered, “Just beyond that thicket of trees.”

Alex quickly held up his scanner. “I’m picking up a morphon signature. It’s weak, but moving. Someone is approaching.”

“It’s Antaeus!” A young woman cried out in fear.

Before Alex could shush her, the leader of Antaeus’s security pushed aside the grasses and held a gun in his face. “More intruders. Good, my lord wishes more worshipers. You’re coming with me.”

Krystal stood up, magic filling her hand. “Threaten my husband one more time and you will spend the next five hundred years in an inter-dimensional rift.”

“Another false god!” He turned his gun on her just as she blasted him with a bolt of magic. His body flew backward and tumbled across the ground, the gun flew free.

The militia rushed over and retrieved his gun and held theirs on him.

“Careful, he’s got powers.” Alex said, showing them the sensor readings.

“No. Only Antaeus and his witch have powers. They execute all others who have abilities.” The elders aid.

Alex held up the sensor again, scanning the man more directly. “No, this is clearly showing that he has active morphons in him. He has powers.”

“Do not touch me! Antaeus will destroy you!” The man yelled at them.

“Lets kill him. He helped raid our village.” A young man shoved his gun into the man’s chest.

Krystal held out her hand. “No. We need answers. Besides, killing him won’t help rescue your families. Revenge is a poison, not a solution.” Her words cooled the boy down a little, but the rage was still boiling in his eyes.

She knelt down and cast a spell over him.

“What are you doing to me? Antaeus!”

“Stop his yelling. He will wake every follower in five kilometers.” The elder said.

Two of his men rushed over and held the man by the head, shoving their arms over his mouth so he could speak and holding him down.

“Do you see something?” Alex asked

Krystal nodded. “He has powers, but he also has one of the most sophisticated brainwashing spells or powers I have ever seen. He is not in his own mind. It is like he’s a drone of someone far more powerful.”

“Could this Antaeus do this?” Alex asked the Elder.

“I honestly don’t know the extent of our enemy’s powers. He is terrible and strong.”

The ground under their feet shifted hard as the world shook. Alex caught Krystal before she fell over. Then both sunk into the ground as a hole opened up under them. Individual holes that partially swallowed each person to their chest, leaving their shoulders and head exposed.

A deep, confident voice spoke as a strong footstep approached. “I am indeed terrible and strong. I am a god, born of earth, master of all. You will worship me.” The stone figure of Antaeus stepped out of the darkness.

Krystal let out a short laugh. “Another impostor god. I’ve dealt with your kind before and I’ll be happy to do so again.” She blasted out of the hole and hit Antaeus with a powerful spell that sent the stone man stumbling back. Before he could regain any footing, she hit him again, this time with a far greater spell. He landed on his back.

With a strong slam of his fist against the ground, Alex and the others cried out in pain. “One more attack and they will all breathe their last.”

Krystal landed and said, “Fine, we negotiate. But, I won’t back down. This little divine kingdom you are setting up ends tonight.”

Antaeus slowly got to his feet and smiled. “I don’t negotiate with lesser beings.”

“Listen, rocky, you’re nothing compared to what I have destroyed in more universes than you can imagine. Don’t pretend to... to..“ She wavered and slowly fell to her knees.

Mama Pepo walked out of the brush, a wicked word on her lips and that greenish fog rolling around them.

“What... what is... this?” Krystal held up her hand to cast a way this strange spell, but she was too far gone. With a hard slam, she hit the ground face first.

The captain of his security hurried to his feet and then knelt down in a bow. “Should we execute these inferior gods and take the others to your congregation?”

“Yes.”

Mama Pepo approached, “No. These two are far more important than you know. I think we have an opportunity.”



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Saturday, July 27, 2024

Heroes Rising Fiction: Stone Age Part 8

 “Wait, I hear someone coming.” Krystal led Alex along, slinking through the tall grasses. She prepared a spell in her hand in case this was bad news.

Alex checked his mp meter. “I’m not detecting any spikes nearby. Just an enormous one in the distance.”

They had ditched the jeep to scout the area on foot. There had been several more tremors, and that was making it hard to drive. The further they scouted, the more the mp meter was pinging something big ahead of them.

She let the spell dissolve as she whispered, “Probably just travelers or herders. Come on, lets...”

Someone shoved a gun in her face and five more aimed at her. She vanished and reappeared to the side of the group of fighters. She swiftly swiped her hand, throwing their guns to the ground. Alex popped up out of the grasses and spoke a word of magic that sent the front man slamming backward through the others.

A young man grabbed up his rifle and pointed it at Krystal. “Where is my sister?” He yelled in Swahili.

Krystal twisted her hand in the air and the top half of his rifle tied itself in a knot. “Don’t be an idiot. This is a fight you can’t win.”

By now, the other men had retrieved their weapons as well, but were too afraid of trying to use them. An older man with white hair spoke with a softer, more pleading voice. “Please, our children, our families. Where are they?”

Alex walked over to Krystal and said to the man, “We don’t know what you’re talking about.”

“You have powers. You must be with the tyrant. Tell us, please.”

Krystal pulled out her BADGE insignia as did Alex. “We are not with anyone here. Our superiors sent us to this area for another investigation. We’re not your enemy. If someone has kidnapped your people, it is not us. And, BADGE will send help.”

“BADGE does not know.” The young man with the twisted rifle spit these words out.

Alex asked, “What do you mean?”

The elder answered, “The tyrant, a man calling himself Antaeus, has a horrible witch working with him. She controls minds with unnatural powers, like yours. The witch uses her unnatural powers to brainwash any authorities who try to get close. We would not come near here if they did not have our families trapped in her spell.”

A woman said, “They make them worship Antaeus as some kind of stone god.”

Alex said, “Looks like Nova was right to be worried about potential problems. A morphon infused person is setting himself as a god.”

Krystal said, “Not on my watch. A witch, you say. Well, I think I can handle that.”

Alex put a hand on her arm. “You aren’t going to go into this alone and fight this battle?”

“No, I have you.” The look on his face was enough protest for her to say, “Look. It’s two morphon people who probably hardly know how to use their powers. I’ve been dealing with false magic for centuries. I can handle some local morphon infused witch.”

Alex said, “Fine. First, we scout and get info. If it doesn’t look that simple, we won’t intervene yet. We will contact BADGE and let them send in a league.”

“Agreed.”

The old man had a smile as he said, “You mean to aid us?”

“Yes. Show us where this witch and god are.”

***

Arx escorted Adrianne through the Arboretum, which was set to night mode. This allowed the fullness of the stars and moonlight to bathe the trees and grasses of this pristine, artificial garden. A few other heroes and students were enjoying the quiet of the park instead of the boisterous swing music rattling the walls of the mess hall.

“Where did you learn to dance like that?” Adrianne asked.

Arx said, “It’s a long story.”

“I’d love to hear it.”

He reached down and took her hand. “It is a story I don’t know if I’m ready to tell you.”

“Oh? Whatever the story, you are an excellent dancer.”

“So are you.”

Adrianne held his hand as they walked. “I wanted to be a beauty queen when I was younger. Started on the path to Ms. America once. My talent was going to be dancing. I trained and worked for months. But, at my first show, I lost. I promised my dad if I lost, I would reconsider college. So, now I’m near the end of a doctorate. But I still remember a few things.”

“I’m surprised you lost.” He casually said.

She laughed, “That was corny. But... I like it.”

Arx started to speak, but then refrained and simply walked with her.

“Are you worried about something?” She asked.

“Why would you say that?”

She said, “You have almost said something five times now. There’s something you’re struggling with, and I think it has to do with me.”

Arx didn’t answer right away. He walked with her over to a bench on the edge of the central open area. He sat down with her and collected his thoughts. “You have brought something out in me I thought I lost.”

“What is that?”

“The desire to be with someone. To know them, care about them, want to be around them all the time.”

She said, “I wasn’t sure either. I liked you from the moment I met you. You’re nice to look at and I thought maybe I was just enjoying the view. Yet, there was something more.”

“We might just be both feeling a spring flirtation.”

Now she looked worried. “Maybe there is something deeper. But I don’t know if I’m ready.”

Arx said, “I want to at least try. But I can’t even hope you will want to be with me if I am not open and honest about myself.”

“What?”

“I’m Arx.” He said this as if that was profound.

“I know.”

“No, not just the leader of ATLAS. I’m the former celebrity, Arx. The one who went crazy with power and ultimately caused a lot of death and destruction.”

“You can’t be him. He died.”

Arx’s head hung lower. “That’s what the world believes. And I should have died. My own morphonic powers give me a strong invulnerability and mildly heightened strength. I added artificial powers to that through some illegal procedures. Combined, I was strong enough to survive what should have killed me.”

“I thought Arx was silver. Or, am I mistaken?”

“I was. Part of the artificial enhancements to make me look better. I was an idiot. To defeat the people who used me as a puppet in their evil plans, I let BADGE do a procedure on me that tore out my memories and the artificial powers. My actual powers saved me from death during that procedure. I woke not remembering much of my life for the past ten years. No memories about being a celebrity or a villain. Now, I only have flashes of my life during that time. The ability to dance, that was buried in the former Arx and I somehow recalled it.”

“Oh, I... I didn’t know.” She grew more depressed as he spoke.

Arx said, “I’m not that man. I’m no murderer. My life is now devoted to protecting people. Even if the world thinks Arx is dead, I’ll make amends for my atrocities. I promise.”

She stood up. “I don’t know what to say. You trust me enough to admit this. I... I can’t... “ She left, but he took her hand.

“Please, don’t run away from me. Don’t be afraid of me. I live in fear that the world will find out, that people will hate me. Not since I woke from the procedure have I allowed myself the luxury of romance. Until I met you, I didn’t think I was worth it anymore. Now, I want to try. I want to believe there could be something there.” He stood and held her gently by the shoulders. “Give me a chance, please.”

Adrianne wept. “I... “ She ran away from him, tears flying from her eyes as she left the arboretum.

Arx was broken inside. His fear had come real. He reached out with his heart and told the truth, but his past was a poison that would forever taint his present. He sunk back down onto the bench and put his face into his hands and felt tears falling through his fingers.

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Friday, July 26, 2024

Heroes Rising Fiction: Stone Age Part 7


 A brown Jeep rumbled through the dried grasslands in the middle of Africa. Alex drove while Krystal looked over some information on a tablet.

“Remind me again why we aren’t flying, or using portal magic?” Alex asked.

Krystal set the tablet down and relaxed. “Because this is the first real time together, away from BADGE, the newspaper, or anything like that. I want to enjoy the view and spend some time with my husband.”

“We are still on the clock.”

“I know, the mission. But, we can still enjoy ourselves. This is the vast open lands of Africa spread out before us. Enjoy the view.”

“It is nice, if you like dried grass and barren land.”

“It’s hardly barren. Just different. Now, back to the mission. If all my information is correct, there was some kind of settlement near here. Five reports of morphonic human activity have come from the vicinity, which is unusual considering the sparse population.”

“That is odd. I wonder where the nearest Ren Sphere is. Look at the map, the nearest large city is... “ The earth moved, and the Jeep went up on two wheels on the right side, almost crashing. With a quick spell, Krystal pushed it back on all four wheels. There was a moment longer of shaking before everything settled down.

Alex slammed on the brakes, and they sat there for a moment, dazed. “Was that an earthquake?”

Krystal nodded. “Yes. That was no ordinary earthquake. Some kind of morphon power created that. Extremely strong morphon power.”

“Can you sense a direction?”

Krystal closed her eyes and held up a hand flat to her chin. She blew across her palm and a purplish blue cloud spread out for a moment. “Yes. Not exact, but a general direction. Head south east.”

***

Arx carefully fixed his tie as he looked at himself in the full-length mirror. He turned to the side, then the other side. With a quick little swipe of a polishing cloth, he shined his shoes one more time. Despite being satisfied with the arrangement of his outfit, he wore a worried expression on his face.

The door of his quarters buzzed.

“Come in.”

Chase walked in, dressed in a beautiful black sequined dress. “Arx, your people are... wow. You look amazing.”

He turned, revealing a sharp tuxedo with a red carnation. His hair was carefully done and his shoes glistened in the soft light of the room. “Somehow, it felt familiar getting into this.”

She laughed at him. “You spent a lot of time at balls, banquets, and award ceremonies... at least in your former life.”

“Too bad I remember little about them.” His tone wasn’t humorous or even remotely happy.

Chase approached him. “Arx, you look depressed. Is something wrong?”

“No.” Seeing that look in her eyes, he said, “That wasn’t convincing, was it?”

“Not in the least. What’s up?”

“I have something important I want to do tonight. But, I’m scared about it.”

“What?”

He looked back into the mirror again. “There’s someone I think I’m falling for.”

“Don’t tell me the glorious Arx, who shows his body off to everyone around, is nervous about asking a girl out.”

“That’s not the issue.”

“What is it then?”

Arx turned back around to say something, but the sound of music flooded around the station from the Mess Hall. A grand waltz played, voices outside the room followed the footsteps of the people heading for the festivities.

“It is nothing. I don’t want to be late.” Arx walked out of his own quarters, leaving Chase behind.

“Wait, you can’t leave me hanging like that.” She ran after him.

Following a crowd of new and old BADGE heroes and ATLAS operatives, Arx and Chase stood at the door to the Mess hall. The staff cleared the center floor of tables to make way for dancing. A crowd of people lined the edge of the floor. A full orchestra played a lively waltz while the guests all waited.

“At least tell me who it is?” Chase asked.

Before he could say anything, if he was willing to, Nova stepped in front of the orchestra with a mic in his hand. He also wore a fine tuxedo, his usual attire for official functions.

“Welcome all, those who have been with us for years and those who have recently joined. Tonight, we would like to have a welcome party for everyone. As leader of BADGE, I welcome all the new heroes who are joining the training program. Tonight isn’t simply about making connections, but friendships. I turn the floor over to Arx, leader of the ATLAS program.”

Arx walked through the applauding crowd and took the mic. “Yes, welcome to everyone. All the new members of ATLAS, thank you for joining the program and choosing to use your skills and talents to protect the world. You will work with heroes often, so tonight is a great opportunity to get to know them. Enjoy.”

EB jumped up and down, yelling, “LETS ALL HAVE A GREAT TIME! THERE’S LOADS OF GREAT FOOD AND GREAT MUSIC! SO GET ON THAT DANCE FLOOR AND DANCE. WE WILL BEGIN AT THE REQUEST OF NOVA WITH A TRADITIONAL WALTZ. DON’T WORRY, THERE WILL BE SWING MUSIC LATER!!”

The conductor tapped the podium, and the symphony struck the first chords of a grand waltz. Most of the people looked as nervous as mice at the idea of dancing in front of others.

Just then, across the room, stepped out Adrianne in an amazing red dress with roses embroidered over the surface. Her hair was up, her lips glistened a rose red, and her eyes smoked. She looked at Arx, and the room fell away. All he saw was her standing there, glowing.

Walking across the way, he held out his hand and said, “May I have this dance?”

“Of course.” With a white gloved hand, she accepted.

All eyes were on them and the music played alone. With skills he didn’t know he had, Arx led her around an empty dance floor in an amazing waltz. She followed with equal skill. As if all had become Cinderella’s stepmother, staring in utter amazement, there was no one else who joined them.

When the music finished, Arx found her face near his. He said nothing. There was so much he wanted to say, to erupt with joy at simply holding her in his arms. Yet, all he could do was stand there.

“I can feel your heart racing,” she whispered.

“I know. I haven’t felt like this in a long time.”

“Me neither.”

Finally, they heard the applause from the room as they had become quite the spectacle. With grace, Adrianne and Arx turned, holding hands, and bowed to the people and then the conductor.

“Come on, I’d like some punch.” She said.

“Yeah, and I’d like to not be in the center of attention right now.” He led her off the floor.

The next waltz began and this time Nova escorted Chase onto the floor. Justin danced with Dr. Henderson, and more of the other heroes and ATLAS members finally found the courage to join.

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Thursday, July 25, 2024

Heroes Rising Fiction: Stone Age Part 6

 A hot wind cut through the busy streets while cars rushed around in the heavy noon traffic. Alex and Krystal walked close together, so the thickly populated sidewalk didn’t separate them.

“I wish we had more time to just look around. I love the ancient ruins here in Tripoli,” Alex said.

Krystal patted him on the side of the face. “Honey, after we get done with this mission for Nova. Let’s take a long overdue vacation from BADGE and just enjoy a world tour. Magic travel is cheap and there is a lot to see.”

“And we’ll get to spend time with Gem.” Alex smiled.

“Yes. For now, though, let’s focus. The Fight Club is over there, down that alley.”

They turned down an alley that wasn’t nearly as packed as the street and followed it to a large Fight Club. Inside was the biggest club they had seen so far. It had dozens of machines, private trainers, a protein shake bar, and aerobics class in the back corner.

“Are you sure this is a Fight Club?” Krystal asked.

Alex nodded, “Yup. It’s one of the biggest in the world. Look back there, near the men’s locker room. There is the door to the superhuman part of the club.”

Krystal stopped a young man with an official Fight Club shirt on. “Where is the head of the gym?”

The boy pointed toward the shake bar. “Geoff’s back there.”

They saw a short, stocky, overly muscular bald man mixing shakes for customers.

“Wait, is that Rocket Fists?” Krystal asked.

“I think it is. Looks like he’s not playing hero any more. Come on.”

They walked back and met the bald, excitable man. He greeted them with his signature deep voice. “Krystal, Alex! Good to see you guys. What brings you to the finest Fight Club in the world?”

Krystal took a seat on the stool at the bar. “Doing some research for an article. What are you doing here? Last I heard, you were in the Bears league in Michigan.”

“I’m taking a break from being a full-time hero. They needed someone to run this place and I love gyms. Besides, who better to deal with untrained superheroes than someone who can take a hit? Would you like a shake?”

“No, thanks.”

Alex sat down as well. “We’ve been following clues and information across the world about the current spike in Morphon people. This Fight Club has sent more new members to BADGE than just about any other. Do you have any idea why?”

Geoff wiped down the bar, “We have ten times the number of people coming through here than any other Fight Club. Makes sense to have more than most.”

“True.”

Krystal asked, “Have you seen any that are abnormally powerful? Have any rejected the offer for BADGE and been resistant to the suppression requirements?”

“I had one couple here who were both extremely powerful. This guy and a girl with him. Both had new powers, but were already skilled with them. He was amazing. His body was slowly turning to stone, but it didn’t seem to hurt him. In fact, the more rocky he got, the more powerful he became. I told he me had to go to BADGE for assessment, but he hated the idea. I gave him the info, but they were just passing through. Another Fight Club nearer to him will be of better help.”

“Passing through? What were they doing here?”

“They worked with an anthropological team. It was a comprehensive study of local tribal customs and superstitions. He talked my ear off about it. Someone here pointed them to a place down toward Central Africa where there were practicing witches. I told him to be careful. There are a few of those witches who are dangerous.”

Krystal let out a huff. “Don’t worry. Most human superstitious magic is just smoke and mirrors.”

Alex asked, “Do you know if this couple is still out investigating?”

“Probably. They were excited to get deep into this study.”

Krystal typed into her phone. “We could make a quick swing through the Central African area and just see if they’re still there.”

“What kind of article is this?” Geoff frowned at them.

She answered, “How the spheres are affecting people.”

“Oh.”

Alex asked, “Where is the Renn Tech Sphere here in Tripoli?”

“Beach Park has one.” Geoff pointed in the general direction.

“Thanks. We’ll go take a look.” Alex got up to leave.

Krystal asked, “what about the woman? Was she as powerful is him?”

“Close. She had some skills. Her powers weren’t as strong as his, but she they were impressive.”

“What were they?”

“She could manipulate frozen water and freeze things. Kept this place cool for a while.”

“Do you have their names?”

Geoff shook his head, “Since I didn’t think I would be turning them over to BADGE from this club, I didn’t get the file work prepared.”

“Don’t worry, we’ll find them. Thanks.”

***

Arx sat down across from Adrianne at a table in the Mess Hall. She had a tray of Chinese food while he had a pile of pulled pork and potatoes.

“It’s always a little cooler near you. I like it.” He commented.

She laughed, “Everyone says that.”

“So, tell me more about yourself.” He dug a fork into the barbecue.

With a smirk she said, “Is this another interview, or a date?”

“Just getting to know each other.” He said.

“Well, I grew up in Oklahoma, went to OSU to get a degree in cultural anthropology. I was working on my doctoral thesis while on the field when I realized my powers. I tried hard to balance training and learning while finishing my school work. But I couldn’t keep up with both.”

“Why did you choose BADGE over the suppressors? You could have had your powers suppressed while you finished your doctorate?”

She said, “I enjoyed having powers. I didn’t want to suppress them. I was afraid that if I did, then I would never get to use them again.”

“That’s now how the suppressors work...“

“I know that, now. Besides, where I was doing my work was excessively hot, and my powers kept my team cool.”

“So, why stop working on your education like that?”

Adrianne gave that some thought before her answer. “Being in college is one thing. You learn about cultures and peoples from books and lectures. But, being out on the field, you see the world firsthand. Yes, I still want to finish my doctorate. But, I also want to help the world. Protect it. I don’t want to be a superhero. That’s just not me. But, I loved seeing ATLAS in action on the news. I made the choice to come here and join.”

“You were pretty insistent about joining ATLAS. Most people take time to consider their options. You were ready day one.” He laughed and added, “Don’t get me wrong. I loved the enthusiasm. And I really wanted you to be on my team.”

“Really?” She gave off a flirty smile.

“Yes. You have the perfect powers for several of our situations we normally encounter. Also... well... I admit, I found you... interesting.” He was searching for the right words.

She reached over and put a hand on his. “I find you interesting as well. You don’t need to fumble around with your words. You’ve sat exclusively with me for lunch every day for a week. I think I am getting the obvious message.”

Arx put his fork down and let out a heavy laugh. “You know, once I was a preening, flirty boy who had no trouble asking every girl out. I rarely faced rejection. Look at this body, these pecs, this smile! I mean, who could resist?” His tone was comical enough to get the point across he wasn’t being arrogant. “But, since I’ve been up here, working in ATLAS. I’ve been a different person. I haven’t asked a girl out and now I find myself nervous to say it.”

“Don’t worry, ask away. I promise I’ll say yes.”

He gulped and then said, “Would you be my date to the dance?”

“Dance?”

“Oh, right, EB hasn’t made the announcement yet.”

Just then, a white blur zipped up to the table. “Are my ears burning or is someone talking about me... oh, wow, she’s hot!”

While Adrianne giggled at that, Arx looked positively embarrassed. “EB, have you announced the party yet?”

“Oh, I was just about to. The Hero class is coming in. Here, take this. You can tell her. If she’s your date, congrats. You got a babe. If she’s not.... my room number is...” EB was firmly kicked away from the table by Arx.

Arx showed her the paper. “EB is organizing a dance event for all the new heroes and ATLAS members. A mix and mingle time for everyone to get better acquainted. I was going to ask you to be my date.”

She said, “I would be honored.”

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Wednesday, July 24, 2024

Heroes Rising Fiction: Stone Age Part 5


 Arx ran along a cliff that looked down at the ocean. Great waves of water ripped across the surface and bashed into a town in the distance. An entire harbor was already in ruins, debris floating in the thrashing water.

“Watch it! I need you to protect that town!” Arx yelled at two of the trainees.

A young man ran and let out a powerful scream. The shockwaves of his voice cut the power of an incoming tidal wave until it only washed ashore. An older man ran beyond him and quickly lifted both hands into the air. An energy barrier raced out away from him and surrounded the town. Another wave came through and hit the barrier, splashing around the town, but not engulfing it.

Arx looked up. Three of the heroes flew people to safety. “Good! Remember, time is at a premium. MOVE!”

While his people rushed to defend the town and evacuate the citizens, Arx tapped a button on his wrist comm. The waves turned horribly violent and came in three and four at a time. The barrier around the town burst apart, and the young man couldn’t scream any longer. Then, the waves seemed to settle. However, they saw an immense wave rising and rushing toward them, covering the sun in the distance.

Adrianne ran out across the surface of the ocean. Where her foot met the water, a small patch of ice would form for her to bounce off of. She created a surfboard of water and sped along as a fog of blue came from her hands. The massive, catastrophic wall of water turned to ice as far as the eye could see. It slowed and then stopped, the new iceberg bobbing in the waters of the ocean. Behind it, more waves crashed into it, but the ice stopped them from reaching the sand.

“Enough!” Arx tapped his comm again, and the room faded into an empty space.

The trainee ATLAS members approached and stood in front of him.

“You all did very well. You and team B are neck and neck for points in the training simulators.”

The boy, who spoke with a hoarse voice, said, “We wouldn’t be doing so well without Adrianne. She’s good.”

While Adrianne blushed, Arx smiled and said, “Yes. But that isn’t cheating. I put a person on each team with top-class powers. They’ll do some of the heaviest work, but they would fail alone. Being a BADGE hero team or an ATLAS team doesn’t mean everyone is equal in power, but that everyone does what they need to do so that the world is still safe. Now, hit the showers and get some dinner. I hear EB has some big announcement he is just dying to tell you.”

The others left, but Arx stopped Adrianne. “That was amazing. Where did you learn to do that?”

She said, “I told you, I did some training before coming here. Plus, I have been working in the RAID simulators with a few of the teams. I want to be my best.”

“You’re better than your best. Most ATLAS members don’t train with the heroes. I like the initiative.” He cleared his throat and carefully pulled out a card from his pocket. “Here, this is my extra key card.”

She took it, which had his picture on it. There was a moment of surprise with some worry on her face. “What’s this?”

“That is a BADGE official key card. Only command level heroes and ATLAS members have one. This will let you use the simulator on your own. I thought do some extra training.”

“Oh, good.”

“You sound relieved?”

She laughed, “I thought you were being incredibly forward and giving me the key to your quarters or something like that.”

He launched into defense right away. “No, no, not at all. I mean, sure, that can unlock my quarters, but that is not the reason. I just think you would like extra training and I didn’t want you to get bored and there is a lot more down time for ATLAS trainees and I mean, you are nice to be around, but I am not that kind of guy, and....”

“Stop stumbling around. I get it. You were being nice. I jumped to the wrong conclusion. I’m sorry.”

“Good. Now, don’t tell anyone I let you borrow that. We get two and they are supposed to be for us alone. I trust you will be honorable with it and not get me in trouble.”

“Scout’s honor, I will behave.” Adrianne walked toward the exit with him. “So, when do we get to do fieldwork? How long are we going to be stuck in simulators? We’ve been here for two weeks.”

“Soon. The next ATLAS crisis that arises, I’ll bring all the trainees along to assist the regular teams. But we have no way of knowing exactly when that will be. Or, for that matter, what kind of crisis it will be.”

“What about Africa?”

Arx paused and gave her a funny look. “What about it?”

“I know there has been some strange earthquake stuff going on there. Shouldn’t we go take a look?”

Arx shook his head. “No. Nova agrees with me. The severity of the situation does not warrant our attention. Besides, the local authorities have said that it is nothing. The Global Geological Survey is monitoring things.”

“Oh. I still think we should look into it.”

“I will keep an eye on the situation.” Arx changed the subject. “So, how about we have dinner?”

“Sounds great. I’m starving.”

“I mean, not with the group. Just... you and me. In the mess hall, but not with the group.”

Adrianne smiled at him with a sweet look in her eyes. “You asking me out?”

“In a way.”

“Then, it’s a date. And, you know something... you’re cute when you are nervous.” She patted him on the side of the face and walked away.

Arx let out a tightly held sigh as he watched her leave.

***

Nova stood in front of the main monitor in the Operations Center. Behind Nova was Gar, looking over a computer tablet with Chase seated off to the side. On the screen was Agent Justin in a BADGE tent with doctors and scientists around him.

“How bad was it?” Nova asked.

Justin said, “Bad. But, fortunately, mostly property damage. No civilians were seriously harmed, only the poor girl.”

“Was there any sign that she had powers before this incident?”

Justin shook his head. “I have spoken with her friends and family. I also visited her workplace and her church. No one said she mentioned anything at all. Just before it started, her boyfriend said she was mentioning her head hurt and her eyes were burning hot. We will know more after the autopsy, but I believe this was sudden.”

“I don’t like this. Morphons are still on the rise and this means more people will gain powers. Some who can’t handle them.”

Justin said, “There was one thing we determined.”

“What?”

“She complained about her head hurting just after going extremely near the Renn Tech Sphere.”

Chase said, “Then we have a good reason to crack those damn things open and find out what’s inside.”

“No, we don’t.” Nova said.

“It caused a woman to explode. I think that’s good enough reason.” Chase replied.

Nova answered, “We are drawing conclusions without enough evidence. The moment we break one of those open, we open BADGE up to legal problems. If there isn’t anything dangerous inside, then we are in a public relations debacle and legal trouble.”

Justin said, “So, we don’t pursue the investigation into the possible link with the sphere?”

“Do what you can within our legal rights.”

“Which will provide no answers,” Chase said.

Nova replied, “Don’t worry. I’m not sitting on my hands about this. For now, do what you can and get the data back to us.”

“I will. Justin out.” The screen went back to the standard read outs.

Chase stood up and protested. “Sir, I know you don’t want PR nightmares again. But this is ridiculous. There has to be a connection to Renn Tech and this morphon spike. We just need to break one of those spheres open and find out what they are truly up to.”

Nova said, “And the moment we do, we prove to the world that BADGE will flaunt local laws, not to mention protected privacy, when it suits our purposes. If there is nothing inside the sphere that is bad enough to make it worth it, we lose the trust of every nation on this planet. We can’t operate like that.”

Chase said, “Seems like a perfect position for an enemy. Bind our hands with the risk of PR and legal troubles. It’s just too convenient.”

“I have had the same thought. But, if they are, they have played their cards well. Our options are limited. However, I’m not ignoring this problem. I just can’t tell you what I am doing about it.”

It finally seemed to sink in to Chase as her entire posture changed. “I see.”

“Good. Right now, our concern has doubled. I was worried that someone would gain high-level morphon powers and use them for evil. I had not expected the powers taking lives like this. Chase, you and Gar reach out to the Leagues and tell them to be on alert. Work with the Fight Clubs and send out all our BADGE radiation detectors. We have to be aware of people with powers before they are aware themselves.”

“Is that even possible?”

“I don’t know. But we need to make it possible. That girl didn’t deserve to die and I don’t want more bodies.”

“We’ll get on it.” Chase took Gar by the arm and walked him out of the room for the League Communication hub near the conference room.

The elevator opened and Arx came in. “Director, I have a report on the new ATLAS members.”

“Then report.”

“All are doing extremely well. They are about ready for a field test when one arises.”

Nova let out a little smile, “Good news, which is needed right now.”

“Oh? What’s happened?”

“A woman gained powers just long enough to kill herself with them, accidentally.”

“Good god... how?”

“I’d like to know that myself.”

Arx said, “Well, I will head back. I...” He stopped himself before leaving. “Uh, sir. I have a question.”

“What is it?”

Arx pondered his words for a second. “Um, well, I know the BADGE rules for heroes and agents forbid romantic fraternization. Do those rules apply to ATLAS?”

Nova turned and gave Arx a funny look. “Why?”

“Just curious.” That did not sound sincere.

Nova said, “ATLAS is technically a volunteer organization that is funded by the governments for natural disaster management. It is not actually part of BADGE direct. So, I suppose our rules don’t fully apply. You, as head of ATLAS, can determine the interpretation of the rules.”

“Oh....” Arx mulled that over, “So, you’re saying ATLAS members can date?”

“Yes.”

“Good, uh, thanks.” Arx left a little faster than was called for.

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Tuesday, July 23, 2024

Heroes Rising Fiction: Stone Age Part 4

 Screaming children run around as they chase a ball through the street. Krystal dodged the kids several times as she and Alex make their way toward St. Patrick’s Park.

“I love Dublin, don’t you?” Krystal mused.

Alex, dressed in civilian clothing, checked a small BADGE sensor device. “Sure. It’s nice.”

“You aren’t looking. The city is around you, and all you do is stare at that sensor.”

Alex looked up. “We’re not here for the tour. We are here on a mission.”

“We can still enjoy ourselves. This place has a lot of ancient magic. Can’t you feel it?”

Alex took in a great breath and as he released it, his form relaxed. “Yes. It’s old, and very weak, but it’s still there.”

They stopped on a street corner that gave them a lovely view of St. Patrick’s Park and the surrounding ancient buildings. People milled about their daily activities, a small group played music on one sidewalk, and a Renn Tech sphere hovered above the ground near the center of the park.

“There it is, the sphere.” Alex pointed at it.

“Third one we’ve looked at since we started this investigation, and it’s always the same. Everyone around here seems to just be going about their lives and not even noticing it.”

“To them, it’s free wi-Fi and cell service. Why would it bother them?” Alex commented.

Krystal said, “I guess they don’t know how frustrating that tech really is. I agree with Nova. Anyone who puts that much into hiding something is hiding something dangerous.”

“And all we can do is look at them and wonder. What is Nova expecting us to find out?”

“Anything. And, this time, we might have some help. Come on.” She walked him across the street toward a strip of shops. In the middle was a storefront that had a familiar sign above the door.

“A Fight Club?” Alex frowned.

“Yes. Come on.” Krystal walked him inside.

Inside, this was just like all the Fight Clubs around the world. The front was work-out equipment where people could exercise for free. A ring sat off to the side where people could box or wrestle. Behind a locked door was another gym entirely.

Krystal walked through the sweaty crowd of gym rats and pressed her BADGE id into a reader. The door opened and let them through. Another gym was being used, but this one had uniquely designed equipment suited for super powered people. There was also a larger fighting area that had special surfaces that could take the impact of energy blasts or ten-ton punches. A few members of the local leagues were working on the equipment, while a couple were super-sparring.

“Get yer head in the game, potato brains! Come on! Don’t go whimpering like that. That punch is fair play!” a red headed older woman yelled from the side of the fight ring.

Krystal approached her. “Cara!”

The woman turned and beamed a big smile. “Krystal!” They shook hands. “Oh, and you brought your fella along.”

“Alex Fae-Murphy.” He shook her hand.

“Oi, I say. Krystal, you gotta fine husband. An a wee one back home.”

“Life’s good.”

Cara yelled at the heroes in the fighting ring, “Get to the showers! You both looked completely knackered! Get!” The two burly men hurried away is if their mother was calling them.

“You certainly know how to run this place.” Alex commented.

She laughed, “Aw, it’s craic every day. But these eejits need a firm voice or they’ll act like teenagers around here. Now, I’m up to 90 all day, what’cha need? Something fer BADGE?”

“Not officially.” Krystal said in a tone that explained everything. “I was just wondering, since that Sphere has been out there, have you noticed anything different around here?”

Cara nodded. “No sooner did that thing show up, but I saw this place fill up with prospects. Most were weaker than my da when he’s scuttered.”

Alex whispered, “What?”

Cara heard that, and she clearly said, “That means drunk. An, I mean it. The first group had only a few worth tell’n BADGE. Just gave them the power defuser pills and let them on their way. But, more an more, they were coming in stronger. Can’t say the sphere did anything, but it has to have done something.”

There was a great commotion outside in the regular gym. Then came loud, explosive sounds from outside. Cara was first to the door, with Krystal and Alex behind her. Several of the other heroes rushed after them as well.

Cara yelled at the normal weight lifters, “What’s going on?”

A woman said, “Someone is attacking outside, or something?”

Krystal rushed to the door and opened it. Screaming and screeching of tires met her as bright beams of light cut through the air.

“SHIELD!” Holding up her hand, a barrier formed in front of the Fight Club and a beam of energy met it and deflected upward into the sky.

Running into the street, Krystal, Alex, and five heroes ducked as another beam of energy swung over their heads. A woman crying and screaming came from the middle of the park. From her eyes, the beam blasted out, splicing trees in half and burning parts of buildings.

“Oh, my god! She isn’t attacking! She’s out of control!” Alex yelled.

Krystal swung her hands in the air and spoke a fae spell. A bubble of magic encapsulated the park and stopped the woman’s beams from destroying more of the town. “Get in there, help her. I have to keep this up or she’ll destroy half of Dublin.”

Heroes rushed through the permeable shield. They used their own powers to protect themselves from her energy beams. Several times, they got close, but then the strength of what she was doing threw them back. It was almost impossible to get to her.

Alex rushed in as well. He used his magic to stop the beams of light as he walked closer to her. “PLEASE STOP!” He yelled several times.

She cried out, “I can’t. It won’t stop. Please, help me. This hurts! I can’t stand the pain. Please help me!” Trying to cover her eyes with her hands, she burned her arms down to her elbows.

Alex pushed hard through her powers, but then it all stopped. He put his hands down and then closed his eyes. She was dead.

In moments, BADGE and local authorities contained the park and specialist were examining her remains.

Krystal stood with Cara and Alex half a block away from the activity.

“What happened?” Cara asked.

Alex spoke with a dryness in his throat, “She gained morphon powers, but couldn’t control them and they killed her.”

Krystal said, “This is what BADGE is worried about. Powers don’t always mean some amazing new hero is born. Sometimes, these powers are dangerous to the user.”

Alex said, “Normally, it takes practice and training to strengthen powers. This kind of instant strength is… troubling. I worry this will not be the first incident.”

“What actions can we take to prevent this?” Cara asked.

Krystal said, “We don’t know. But we will find out.”

***

“They are ready, my Lord Antaeus.” The zealous followers of this stone man pushed the group of warriors who had come to free the women and children.

Antaeus smiled, “How wonderful.”

The warriors, now dressed in colorful native clothing, sneered at him. One spit on the ground and declared he would never follow.

Antaeus laughed, “You will learn to obey. All will learn. I, your god, do not come to you alone. I have a prophet.”

A lithe, weak looking old woman approached, draped in layers of dark fabrics. Bones strung on strings wrapped around her neck, rattling as she moved. She had a dark complexion and stringy white hair.

“Mama Pepo! You deal with this witch!” The man yelled at Antaeus.

“You will respect my prophet,” Antaeus stomped and made the ground rumble hard under them.

“I will...I... I will not...” The militia leader rebuked the idea of obedience, but a strange green energy bathed him and his companions. It came from the mouth of Mama Pepo as she spoke in a foul language of a witch. In moments, all the men looked upon Antaeus and then bowed. “My Lord.”

“Yes. Bow low and grovel. Prove your obedience by eating the dirt. Then, perhaps I shall forgive you of your sins and set your with my others. My new nation. My chosen.” He bellowed a hideous laughter while the men started shoving handfuls of dirt into their mouths.

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