Epics of Noche 3, Limbo

EON CH 35 - ACT 42, LOCKER ROOM

WOODEN PUPPET.

1774, NOVEMBER 28th, MONDAY7:14 pm.

Noche took a step back as the world rumbled. Before her, Alice's head twisted until her chin pointed towards the sky with a loud snap. Her skin turned to wood as she floated into the air, and as she rose higher she grew and grew. In a matter of seconds, Alice was a giant one-hundred-foot creature with an equally massive pocket watch hovering above her.

All three hands on the clock spun at accelerating speeds as strings descended from the numbers. They tied themselves to Alice's limbs as her head continued twisting until the chin faced the ground again. Except for her eyes, all her facial features vanished, yet despite no mouth, she spoke.

"The moon!" Her voice boomed from all directions. "The moon, the moon, the moon!"

Alice raised her massive arms, but as they rose echoes of them stayed behind, making it appear as if she had dozens of arms. Then a sniper rifle appeared in each hand – countless guns aimed in all directions. Raven was the first to react, creating a wave of telekinetic energy to pull the group away.

A thousand gunshots echoed around the void. Bullets flew in all directions as chaos was unleashed in a barrage of gunfire. Alice went on a rampage and attacked everything around her.

"Hey Alice!" Dia yelled and pointed to Noche. "Remember when she choked Mary?"

"I-I never choked Mary!"

The blonde's eyes went wide as the titan turned to her.

Dia whistled. "By Joe, she's pissed at you."

All went silent as the gunfire stopped. A mixture of purple and yellow clocks appeared in front of each rifle's barrel. The yellow clocks were labeled past and the purple clocks future.

"Woah... De Ja Vu," Noche murmured.

The simultaneous explosions almost looked like a firework. All the rifles fired in different directions and all the bullets vanished into their respective clocks. Noche stared as something wet dripped down her forehead. She brushed it with her fingers and they came back red. No, more orange than red, but it was blood. Orange blood.

A yellow clock labeled present floated above her head. A dozen purple and yellow clocks encompassed every inch of her body.

"Shrodinger shot," Alice's voice boomed.

Noche exploded into orange mist. Dia chuckled and melted into the ground.

The blonde woke up with a gasp – she covered her mouth with her hands and fought back the urge to vomit. She was in the yellow room again, but this time she wasn't alone. Dia was standing there, a grin plastered on her face.

"Hello again," she smirked.

"You!"

Noche lunged towards the tar harpy, who effortlessly dodged by stepping to the side.

"What, it was Alice who killed you," she snickered. "Relax, it's not like you can die... Permanently."

The blonde spun towards Dia, who grinned, and vanished into the ground. Her eyes widened and she scanned the area, but the tar harpy was nowhere to be seen. Noche rushed towards the door, ran past the cat tails, and entered the lighthouse again.