Nick did the only thing he could think of–he flew.
Whoever this guy was, it was clear that he had been issuing orders to Legion from afar–possibly another dimension. Those orders had included keeping the rest of the League alive–which made Nick the primary target.
As soon as Nick turned and took off, War flew off after him. The gunfire tore through the floor where Nick had once been, gouging out silver dollar sized holes; Nick aimed for the window and flew out into the cold night.
Behind him, the wall exploded as War tore through it and pursued. Continue reading The Omnisphere: Part 6
Vaughn traded strokes of lightning with Shock Jock, with the former rising higher and higher into the air. Shock Jock grinned, moving forward.
“I was hoping to see you again before we left,” he said. “I wanted to ask you a question.”
“Me too,” Vaughn replied. “Are you color-blind?”
Shock Jock extended his arms outward. Several generators shuddered and groaned, tearing their way off the ground and floating toward him. Tongues of electricity wove their way across the surface of the generators, licking any nearby metal surface in bright, violent strokes.
“Have you told your ‘friends’ yet?” Shock Jock asked. Continue reading The Omnisphere: Part 5