Chapter 127: The Day The World Changed
The Victorian stared down at Battery. The world's strongest woman was totally silent. His words still echoed through her mind, but she didn't have time to consider them. She floated off of the ground slowly and instead turned her attention to the city around her.
The battle with the Beast was still fresh in her mind, having just come to an end, and the city around them had suffered the most. She didn't know the state Oleander would be left in or if it would even be considered a city after this. Not a single building was left standing. All roads were cracked or burned, and mass flooding filled the streets.
The number one hero's enhanced senses caused her to hear everything around her.
She heard the crumbling of buildings, the screaming of children, and the way the Lauren's cried and clutched onto Paragon. What she didn't hear was Cinder's voice. That young hero, the one who possessed her father's power, felt strangely absent from the city now. "Anything?" She asked numbly.
She stared up at the sky where Cinder had flown. "I haven't found any traces of her." The voice of Boy Genius came over the shared radio they had.
"I understand." She floated over the city using her golden light to cast healing rays on the people below as she went by. It wasn't as good as Paragon's, but the young Lord didn't seem to be in any condition to heal at the moment. "And what of the Immortals you were telling me about?"
"I'll explain it later." The child sighed. She didn't need to see his face to know it would be forming several new stress lines soon. "For now, can you grab Battery and bring him back here? Not even I know how he came back, and I'd seriously like to make sure he's not a Calamity hidden in disguise."
"Yeah." She nodded slowly. "I'll get him to meet us at Nightshade-"
"Lois!"
Her enhanced senses allowed her to hear the yell. At the mention of her daughter's name, she stopped. She had been so focused on the Beast that she had forgotten to check on her child. She zipped over as fast as she could, finding herself back near the bridge. It had long since been torn down, no longer connecting it to Oleander. That wasn't what she focused on, though. Her gaze was instead drawn to the people that stood in front of the destroyed bridge.
The hero Myth stood down below, limping forward. His body was beaten and battered, but he was alive. One of his legs was twisted at an odd angle, and it looked like it hurt him to take a step, but he fought through the pain and marched forward, staring at the girl in front of him.