Cyber Chronicles 2: Prime Voyage

Chapter 18: Past

Amidst the chaos of exploding aircrafts and whirling blades, Lincoln deftly maneuvered through the air, his motorized gliders propelling him forward with precision. His eyes scanned the sky, searching for his next target.

Another drone approached, its mechanical form buzzing ominously.

With a swift motion, Lincoln sliced down the drone with his electromagnetic disrupting sword, severing its connection to its controller. The drone spiralled out of control and crashed into the ground below. Without wasting a moment, he swiftly fired off a rocket at an approaching enemy jet, causing a spectacular explosion in the sky.

However, as Lincoln fought, he sensed a change in the battle. The enemy ceased their air support, and a realization dawned upon him. They were going to disable their gliders using electromagnetic disruptors.

Time was running out, Lincoln knew he had to act swiftly. He surveyed the chaotic battlefield, blocking the bullets raining down upon him, explosions erupting in every direction, but his focus remained unyielding. This was the moment he had prepared for, the reason he possessed his unique ability. It was time to use it to turn the tide of this battle.

Suddenly, Lincoln caught sight of an object hurtling through the air. The chaos threatened to conceal it, but his senses honed in on the anomaly. He noticed signs of kinetic energy, emitting a pulsating blue glow. The enemy had launched an electromagnetic disruptor.

Time seemed to slow as Lincoln concentrated his energy. With intense focus, he extended his power towards the incoming object, his abilities intertwining with the forces of the universe. The kinetic energy responded to his command. In a burst of concentration, Lincoln effectively disabled the electromagnetic disruptor, preventing it from fulfilling its intended purpose.

He propelled himself forward, using the chaos and confusion to his advantage, and darted into the heart of the enemy's territory, skillfully navigating through the army camps and buildings they had occupied. His presence remained concealed amidst the battle's turmoil, his gliders carrying him swiftly and silently through the terrain.

As Lincoln's supernatural speed propelled him through the air, he realized that the enemy possessed technology far more advanced than he had anticipated. Their swift detection of his presence was a testament to their prowess. In an instant, five missiles locked onto him, hurtling towards him from all directions.

His instincts kicked in with lightning speed. In a daring move, he swiftly detached himself from the gliders, utilizing his energy as a powerful boost to propel himself away from the impending impact. The force of the explosions propelled him through the air, soaring high above the battlefield. Landing with deftness on the roof of a nearby building, he swiftly shed the remaining pieces of his equipment. The weight of the gear would only hinder his movements, but he decided to retain his sword, figuring it could be useful.

With a deep breath, Lincoln focused his energy, creating five clones that dispersed in all directions, their purpose to divert attention and gather intelligence. Meanwhile, he leapt onto the rooftop in front of him, his mind racing to adapt to the ever-changing circumstances.

Amidst the chaos, a sudden darkness consumed him, a chilling reminder of the lives he had taken in the heat of battle. The weight of his actions bore down on him, a haunting realization that he had treated the violence and death with an unsettling detachment. Though the specter of regret loomed, he pushed it aside for now, knowing that there was still a mission to complete. At that moment, he steeled his resolve, banishing any doubts that threatened to cloud his focus.

Without hesitation, Lincoln leapt from the rooftop, his energy blades materializing on both arms, ready for combat. The ground rushed towards him as he descended, his senses attuned to the soldiers patrolling the area. A lone soldier, unsuspecting of the impending danger, became his target. Swiftly and silently, Lincoln landed behind him, driving his energy blade deep into the soldier's back. The soldier fell without a sound, his life extinguished in an instant.