Epics of Noche 3, Limbo

EON CH 11

RAPTORMAN TRIPPED.

1774, DECEMBER 10th, SATURDAY 6:00 pm.

Light reflected off of Raptorman's snout as he played with his phone. Being bored, he had been glancing at today's trending internet celebrities that lived in MoveCity. The latest of which being a spunky scorpion-tailed girl with neon pink hair.

She and her boyfriend had gained ten thousand followers practically overnight when they did a live broadcast of themselves sneaking behind DeathTech's enemy lines. It made their popularity explode to the point where all other news stations were jealous.

Everyone was talking about the war non-stop, but only these two managed to get footage up close and personal. Speaking of which, it seemed they had begun a new broadcast.

He clicked play.

"Hola, reporter Venny Adventura here with my cameraman, y mi amor, Rad Strider. Live from my blimp, together we bring you, the rad news!"

The pink-haired girl turned to an image of a world map with multiple countries flashing red. With the tip of her scorpion tail, she pointed to the one that was the home of all Create users.

"While Cross might have us trapped in the Create continent, it seems their border patrol es no bueno when facing DeathTech. For D.T. has already invaded multiple countries," Venny said. "In fact, right now a Cross blockade has been destroyed by DeathTech forces!"

The camera leaned out of the blimp's window and showed the burning remains of Cross naval ships out at sea. Raptorman nearly dropped his phone. Were they flying near the border? Ballsy! Cross would be furious if those two left the Create continent. Even accidentally was a big no no. Oh, he was subscribing to them for sure. They had moxie.

"Unfortunately for those living in the Humane World, a handful of Edward Death's forces have already been slaughtering people left and right. Who knows what destruction will be wrought if an entire army sail across the ocean." The camera returned to Venny as she spoke. "Normal humans stand no chance against these flesh-warping soldiers. Even the augment of a Create User is meaningless when these abominations can absorb you with one touch. How will the United Government react to thi—"

An explosion rocked the screen and the cameraman ran towards the window. Aiming towards the water below, glints of light approached the blimp.

"Venny! Missiles!"

"Chinga tu madre, HOLD ON!"

The video ended abruptly; Raptorman sighed.

It seemed DeathTech invaded the humane world rather quickly after declaring war. Fortunately, MoveCity hasn't been attacked since Edward's declaration. As long as D.T. left his home alone, it wasn't Raptorman's problem.

If anything, Cross deserves to be brought down a peg. As far as he was concerned MoveCity was neutral ground. Uninvolved in that silly war.

Still, they had to be prepared in case DeathTech attacked them a second time. He had to remember to ask Melody to invent some defenses. For now, he had other things to focus on.

Rumors were spreading of Raptorman doing things he knew he hadn't done. Acts of violence so out of character that it was as if someone was purposefully trying to slander his name. Was it an imposter? Dharma in disguise? The V.P.D. police chief didn't strike him as the kind of girl to stoop that low.