Director Nova and Chase stood in front of the main monitor with EB, General Nova, and Gar behind them. On the screen, Hotwings reported in.
Nova asked, “hows it look out there?”
“Not good. The President of the United States and his family have been murdered. Seventeen senators were killed at the same time. The US military was able to smuggle out as many dignitaries as they could.”
Chase asked, “what about the augment assigned to Washington now?”
“We have her on the run. She’s tougher than we expected. She punched Midgard right in the chin and sent him flying. I’ve seen no one do that since the battle with Jinn. I don’t know if we can stop them. These augments are incredibly strong.”
Nova said, “do what you can. As long as you can keep the augments occupied, they aren’t killing innocent people. Take them down if you can, but don’t get you or your team killed in the process.”
“Don’t worry about us. We can handle this. Hotwings out.”
The screen shut off.
General Nova stepped up, “I have word from the seventh battalion. The mechas are on the move in London. They have the augments under control there. The heroes from BADGE are ready for an ambush just outside of the city.”
“Good.”
Gar asked, “what’s a Mecha?”
General Nova answered. “Mecha are robotic suits piloted by humans. In the future, they’re the means that keep the earth safe and the tools for friendly competition...mostly.”
Chase asked, “do you organize them like the Leagues today?”
The General said, “not quite like BADGE. I help organize the mecha armies across many planets in our galaxy. In the future, there are many villains. However, there is one chief villain who has evaded complete destruction, an alien known as Drochah. He can travel in time and has used that to his advantage for as long as we’ve been fighting him and his forces.”
“Is that why time is fractured?” Chase asked.
General Nova said, “yes, and no. You see, however terrible Drochah is, he understood that interrupting the natural flow of time would be of no one’s benefit. It would destroy everything. His travels into the past were always careful and with precise work to keep from interrupting the flow of time. However, he made a terrible choice to abandon that conviction and altered history to his advantage.”
Gar asked, “what did he do?”
“Drochah was once, in the far distant past, the leader of a group you know called Legion. He was deposed by Kruhl and sent out of Legion eons ago. Since then, he has worked to regain his place as the most feared leader in all the known universe. Each time he was defeated, he would jump in time to avoid death. One time, his jump was disastrous, and he ended up stuck in this time period. He disguised himself as a human and took on the name of Delta.”
“Delta’s an alien and member of Legion!?” EB bellowed.
“Don’t yell.” The Director said.
“Sorry.”
The General continued, “yes. He organized the World Corps and used it in an attempt to overthrow this world.”
“So, that is the disruption in time?” Chase asked.
“Not exactly. His coming to the past and becoming Delta were all recorded in history. I remember it clearly. It was a paradox; It happened because it already happened. But something is terribly wrong. In my memory, the battle in Pretoria, South Africa, was their last conflict before being exposed and brought down.”
Gar said, “but, that happened.”
“The battle happened, but what I remember as the outcome and what you remember are two vastly different things. In the real timeline, the attack ended with the revelation to the world that the World Corps was behind everything. When I sent Chase, Gar, and Strange Quark to find the secret base, they found it and they also found the four leaders of the World Corps. Delta revealed himself to be an alien, killed the other three leaders and attacked you. However, he was still in a weakened state and you defeated him. He returned to the future before being killed. Somehow, he was able to jump back into the past and prevent that failure. The world never learned the truths that were uncovered there. Delta continued his plans, and here we are.”
Chase asked, “why are you here? Did you follow him back in time?”
Director Nova answered that. “I have time powers, but I lack the ability to travel in time by will alone.”
General Nova said, “in the future where Drochah is from, he tried one last effort to destroy us and take over Earth. He was so sure of his victory that when defeat came, he went insane. He jumped back into history, his own history, and altered it. That act fractured time. Today those fractures are tiny. By my time, it has utterly broken time. I could ride a wave of disrupted time back, following it to an origin point. I came out too late to stop Drochah from doing what he wanted, but I am still here to help.”
Director Nova added, “apparently some of your mechas were swept away with you, which are out there helping keep this world safe while we look for a way to fix this situation.”
“How do we stop him? He has already broken time.” Chase asked.
EB said, “this is a doozy. We Vexillians have powers to alter time, and that clock thingy is really stinking powerful. But, to fix this mess, I doubt even we could. Specially since it’s only me and Santa right now.”
General Nova said, “I don’t have that answer. But, I know a few things. First, your people are clever and have saved this world more times than you realize. You can find the answer, I know it. I trust it. Second, Drochah’s plans aren’t to destroy time. That was an unfortunate consequence of his insane move to change his failure in the past. He may not even realize how much damage he has caused, nor does he care. Drochah’s goal remains the same as it has always been. Use Earth as a staging ground to rebuild Legion in his image. He wants not to be the emperor over that horrible band of tyrants, he wants to be a god.”“Why Earth?” EB asked.
“Because the combination of our sun and morphonic energy creates a unique power that cannot be found elsewhere. With it, he can craft powerful creatures that will be unmatched by any around this universe. He will conquer every world, rule every sector, he will place himself as god-king of all that exists.”
“But if he has broken time, then it will destroy him before he can do that.” Gar said.
“No, it won’t. It will take centuries for time to fully collapse. Before that happens, he will craft his new Legion. Time will reach a critical stage and implode. This system and all around it will be sucked into a black hole and time around the rest of the universe will continue normally.”
Chase said, “all this time talk is making my head hurt. I don’t understand.”
EB said, “well, time isn’t just one single line. It’s this wibbly wobbly timey wimey thing.”
“You stole that from Doctor Who.”
“I know, but it makes more sense that you realize.”
Director Nova said, “now we are all up to speed. The next step is to figure out what the next step will be.”
“That’s about as helpful as EB.” Chase said.
“Hey!” EB retorted.
General Nova said, “what we need is an advantage. Something to give us an edge right now to help.”
A robot announced, “Incoming Message: Prime Minister Shizue.”
“Put her through,” both Nova’s announced.
Shizue came on the screen and gave the two Nova’s a funny look. “BADGE. I have someone who is desperate to talk to you.”
The leader of her military yanked a bound and restrained Dr. Osteen in front of the camera. The fat doctor gave them a timid smile. “Hey, there, BADGE. Yeah, so, we need to talk.”