Chapter Sixty-Eight: Massacre at the Secret Society of Supervillains

 

Chapter Sixty-Eight

Massacre at the Secret Society of Supervillains

 

 

Anton Mirsk was dead.  His corpse, clad in his robotic super suit, crumbled to the floor.  It happened so fast no one knew what was happening or why, not even me.  A nanosecond later, Hocus Pocus went down.  Then Nemo, with his tank exploded around him.  The rest followed before I could blink.  And I blink pretty quickly.

In less than a second, every member of the Secret Society of Supervillains was dead, with three exceptions:  Prankster, Psychonaut, and me.  The other two didn’t come to the meeting, so they were spared.  That left me, as the only survivor of the massacre that was too fast for even me to see.

How was that possible?  Who could have taken out the league just as we were ready to begin our masterplan?  Who would have known where we were and what we were up to?  Someone on the inside, of course.  Now the absences of my two colleagues made sense.  But who had that kind of speed?  Neither one of them was a speedster.  Could they be working with crazy, future Alex?  Wait, Alex wasn’t that fast.  Or, at least, he hadn’t been, before.  What the fuck the was going.

Why didn’t they kill me?

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Chapter Sixty-Seven: Battle at the Auto Parts Store

Chapter Sixty-Seven

 

Battle at the Auto Parts Store

 

I ran up to the Plaza where the store that Jill’s work was located.  It was on the outskirts of Albany, almost to Delmar.  The plaza was almost empty, with far more of the storefronts vacate than occupied.  The anchoring grocery store had closed a year prior, the Dollar store next to the auto parts store had closed a few months before that.   The Pizza chain and Sub shop closed before that.  All that remained were the auto parts chain, the laundromat, and the smoke shop.  It was a sad testament to the economy of the area.  Of the world.

There was a lightning storm taking place inside the store.  Just as I feared.  I bolted in.  Probably the fastest sprint anyone has ever done.  I scanned the scene once inside and saw crazy, future Will, aka The Faster-Than-Light Assassin building up for the killing hit on Jill.  She was carrying a radiator box.  There was just a dawning recognition that something wasn’t right in her eyes.  It was all going to be over in less than a nanosecond.  I gulped.

Then, Will jerked back and froze.  A look of surprised horror crossed his face.

I ran over, but he remained unmoving, apparently paralyzed.  I grabbed Jill, set down the radiator, and took the fuck off.

I had no idea what force had stopped Will from killing Jill.  I didn’t have time to care at that moment, and obviously the full possibilities and implications of what happened to Will had not yet hit me.  They would later.

I raced to the apartment and grabbed Jackie who was playing Pokemon Sword and Shield on her Switch.  I got her out of there, and then I took Jackie and Jill to the place Clarity had suggested.  Someplace they would be safe.

Who would look for them in the English countryside in 1971?

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