The Latin of the book is easy under my eyes. I never was good at Latin, back at school. Yet, now I read it like it’s my native language. Memories of adventures, of battles fought under the Imperial Eagle insignia….
I close the book, raise my head. Johnny Omicron is floating at mid air, right in front of me. Jet powered boots keep him up. High tech gear, wonder if Hoods tech has spilled out of the society.
“Found a nice nestbox, sparrow?” he ask, his perennial smile making joke of me.
I raise Ladnikia slightly. The man, almost unnoticeably, go back a little.
“Hand me the book. Your friends are not going well, there on beach.”
I turn my eyes, still keeping Ladnikia straight out in my defense. It’s right, there is a furious battle on the beach, and it’s not going well. Even Mxy seems at bay, with the Sheik magic being good enough to hold him. Mxy is clearly superior, but the wizard is experienced, and Mxy, without Danny to direct him, is not enough capable. And although Chance’s luck has until now protected the heroes, the fire from Rose and X Acute is like a wall. From what I see it will be just minutes before the Omicron will prevail.
“I have no reason to have them killed. Hand me the book, and I will leave immediately!” repeat the Omicron leader.
I stand up.
“You want the book?”
“Just the book” he respond.
I open it, nonchalantly. Flip through the pages, like casually. But I know what to search for. I did find it before, while I was hiding.
I find the page. And read it, in a whisper.
The world disappears in a whirlwind. I feel like being stripped away from my body, right like I was preparing the Chicago revolt. But this time I FEEL THE POWER.
The world rotates fast under myself.
The oceans, the poles, the deserts, the swamps. And finally a dirty road, a big off-road car, and, inside, my comrades, Grimm, Bell, Priest, Tayden. A bike follows them, a new face with a red demonic helmet. I whispers the words again, and the vortex sucks us all back.
And I am standing back on the top of the monumental fountain, twenty meters above the lake level, while the car lands abruptly on the beaches, leaving the Omicrons stunned and my friends relieved.
But from now on that’s their fight. I have other things to attend.
I have a man to kill.
I put the book at my feet.
I raise Ladnikia.
“Omicron, if you want the book, come here and take it”.
