Both sides of the fight had thrown up barriers to cut the other one off. Crystal was maintaining a complicated wall of water and air that was being backed by a field Ryan had created, an entire region of air where the equation for velocity had a negative sign slapped into it, so anything that got through Crystal’s field would head back in the other direction. He couldn’t see the equations the super soldiers were using.
“We can outlast them,” Horus said. “My and Crystal’s power can be used more efficiently, which will bring their Hungers into effect first.”
“I don’t think we can count on starving them out,” Ryan gasped. He wrapped a bandage around his hand. “I can barely concentrate with my hand like this.”
“That is why I said it would be up to crystal and I.” Horus shook his head. “You need to quit the field. Before you die.”
“Can’t,” Ryan said.
“This is no time for grandstanding, Eschaton.” Horus snapped the words, and his eyes narrowed into a firm glare. “You may be more competent than I thought, but you are badly injured and are still Nascent. If you die-”
“I don’t need the reminder!” Ryan didn’t mean to shout, but he was getting tired of people reminding him that at any moment he could die permanently. “But right now I’m the only thing keeping that nuke from going off, and if I let go of that twist it’ll be armed again.”
“Nuke?” Horus asked.
Crystal started to respond, but she was drowned out by a hail of gunfire from the other side. Equations were backing these bullets, and they came at Crystal’s barrier so fast that by the time they reached the water, they were blobs of superheated plasma. The particles detonated upon impact with Ryan’s impossible laws, sending force pouring away but still allowing heat in. Horus’ quick thinking and twist stopped them all from catching on fire.
“Nuke,” Ryan repeated. “Can you hit them back?”
Horus raised his guns into the air and let loose, the huge slugs flying away. He was already twisting himself. The bullets, now drawn to the super soldiers as their direct ‘down’, began to fall from the sky. “You didn’t mention a nuclear weapon.”
“If I’d known, I promise, that would have come up sooner.” The super soldiers had to take power from their front facing barrier to block Horus’ ballistic strike. “I’ve turned the firing mechanism into a block of carbon, but if I stop that twist…”
“I understand.” Horus thought for a second. “What about-”
“Not until Kali shows,” Ryan said, growling the word. “The whole point was to flush her-”
“Nice try!” Evans shouted from the other side of the park. “But you can’t hide there forever. In fact, I don’t think I’m going to allow that to happen.” Ryan could barely make him out through the twin barriers, but it was enough to see him turn towards the crowd and raise his weapon.
“No!” Ryan shouted, twisting. The barrier of negative velocity condensed into a sphere, and Ryan hurled it towards Evans. It warped the air like a heat ripple as it flew, air molecules suddenly finding themselves going the other direction when they impacted it. That negative direction meant the barrier the super soldiers had erected offered no resistance as it passed through. If it had hit Evans, it would have done the same to his torso.
If. Arnold had been watching the attack, and he shoved his commander out of the way. It flew past Evans and Ryan had to let it disperse before it hit the crowd.
Munoz opened fire with hyper-accelerated rounds. This time, without Ryan’s barrier, all they had was Crystal’s water to blunt the attack. Water that turned to plasma upon impact. Everything went white and Ryan howled in pain as the flames washed over him.
The world started to clear. Horus twisted reality again to put out the lingering flames. Crystal was still standing, defiant even as wisps of smoke curled from her clothes and her cheeks blistered. Horus shook himself free of ash, the back of his hands cracked and burned. Ryan could feel the burns were worst on his shins, and looking down he could see that the denim of his jeans was fused to burnt flesh.
“We can’t wait anymore!” Horus growled.
He was right. “We need backup!” Ryan shouted.
Evans sneered. “You already pulled in your support. You’re alone and-”
His were drowned out by a flash of light and clap of thunder. Spots danced in Ryan’s vision, and when they cleared he could see Evans standing stiff, his hair standing on end. Thin bands of smoke curled off his uniform.
Lakshmi on a rooftop, wearing a functional jeans and t-shirt combination, electricity dancing from her fingertips.
Munoz whirled to face the new threat, unloading a new barrage of gunfire that accelerated into plasma. Lakshmi whirled and ducked, a graceful motion that sent the plasma balls flying over her head as she dove from the roof and lowered herself to the ground on a twist that slowed her fall. The plasma balls streaked into the sky, and then curved as a new set of twists intercepted them. Munoz had to dive out of the way as they streaked back to the point of origin, the plasma detonating when it struck the solid earth she’d just been standing on.
Ryan’s eyes went to a different rooftop where a figure stood, clad in red and gold silk. He held a staff that ended in three rings with his nanoverse fixed firmly into the center. Even from this distance the elongated jaw and hairsuite nature made it clear this wasn’t a human. In spite of his upright posture, this was a member of Pan troglodytes, also known as the common chimpanzee. One of the few sentient non-humans to have ever found and claimed a nanoverse.
Son Wukong, the Monkey King.
He raised his staff in acknowledgement of Ryan’s gaze, and his eyes glinted with mischief. A cloud gathered above him, twist that he and Lakshmi had arranged together, a combined storm that sent hungry bolts of lightning towards the super soldiers.
Now it was their turn to be on the defensive. Horus unleashed a barrage of gunfire to add to the hungering storm gathering in the air, and Crystal pulled knives from her nanoverse and hurled them towards their opponents in rapid succession, adding a variant of Athena’s sword accelerating toss to each throw. The super soldiers threw up a three-pronged barrier of air, stone, and inverted equations to blunt the force of the attack, but now it was five on three in Ryan’s favor. Well, four on three. Much as he wanted to join the assault, Ryan was already feeling his stomach start to growl form the effort of keeping the nuclear device contained. He could cause the bomb to disassemble and turn the fissile materials into a gas so they’d dissipate, but as soon as that was over there would be radioactive materials spread across the park – possibly even into the panicked, densely packed crowd. Ironically the bomb was the only thing preventing the harmful radiation from spreading.
No. He had to maintain his hold on it for now.
And what if your power runs out?
It was a terrible question to have to ask himself, but in the reflected glow of his allies’ attacks slamming into the super soldier’s barrier, he had to ask it. As terrible as it would be…given the option between letting them detonate a nuke and risking irradiating the crowd, Ryan would have to choose the latter.
He could only pray it wouldn’t come to that.
That terrible thought was what kept him from giving his full attention to the battle, so he was the only one who noticed it when the air was rent asunder. This was no normal doorway to a nanoverse, but an actual tear in reality, a sucking wormhole that blotted out all light. Air began to rush into the exposed vacuum, tugging on Ryan’s shirt.
A wave of impossible black fire leapt from the torn place. Ryan threw up a hasty barrier to stop the attack, but when it met his equations the fire burned them away, he howled as a burning sensation crept into his mind through the twists.
Kali stepped out of the wormhole, the Staff of Ra held forward.
“Well. I do believe this is finally everyone,” she said. “Cease fighting and surrender, Eschaton. Do not make this harder than it has to be.”