Future Defenders - Book 2 - Call of the Multiverse

Chapter 22 - Rematch

"Why the hell are you teaming up with guy," Riley yelled out Wilson angrily. "You do realise he's planning on destroying the entire multiverse, which includes our home."

"If you must know, he said he was going make me respected like I deserve to be." Wilson responded, beginning a monologue. "Even despite winning the Annual Magic Tournament last year, I still wasn't respected like I was supposed to be. Plus, destroying your world will put everyone in their place."

"So you're letting everything die just cause you weren't respected. You're even worse than what everyone thought."

"Everyone where won't see me as someone who let their home die, they'll see me as one of them."

"Enough chit chat, Wilson." Evil interrupted. "You claim you can beat him, so kill him!"

"With pleasure."

Wilson planted his hands into the ground, calling upon soldiers of dirt, sand and anything else that lived in the geosphere within his reach. By the time the last had risen, over a hundred stood between him and Riley. Calling his own energy weapon of his double-bladed axe, he pointed at his opponent and commanded his army, "Destroy him."

Taking a deep breath, visioned back one year ago when he last fought Wilson. His current scenario was almost an exact replica of back then, although now the two of them had no doubt grown stronger, and the stakes reaching space. Drawing on his energy swords again, he charged at the army, ready to take them down alongside Wilson.

Enigma deflected the blast unleashed by Rusty's galactic power, only to do it again as he continued to fight back against the onslaught of his former ally. As much he didn't want to kill, multiple reasons flashing through his broken mind pushed him wipe every threat to the possibility of a new home. Rusty, on the other hand, was out for revenge and redemption, ready strike down the real people who choose to wrong them.

"Why are you even helping Evil." Rusty yelled at Enigma in between fire and deflecting beams. "You witnessed him stab me in the back, what makes you think he won't do the same to you at some point."

"He's promised to let me stay. And he goes back on the deal, I'll make sure he wishes it was mistake he never made.

"You may be almost impossible to kill, but so is he. And I'm ninety percentage sure he'd have a contingency plan in case you rebelling."

Ignoring the risk of the betrayal from this own master, Enigma lifted himself to another gear, redirecting an attack by the hand Rusty back at them in the blink of an eye. Falling back onto their back, they pushed themselves out of the way to narrowly escape the wrath of Enigma's own blade aimed at his heart, but unable to prevent it from plunging through his left leg. As they roared in pain, Enigma lifted his blade to deliver the death of the betrayed. 

Before he could lower his blade, his hair began to rise, and as Enigma looked  to the sky, a strike of lighting struck him, flinging him back into the fist of Adam Winter's, delivering a blow to snap Enigma's spine in half. As Enigma collapsed to the ground face first, a hand held itself pout to Rusty, still trying to process what he had witnessed.

"Thought you may have needed a hand." Zachary spoke, grabbing Rusty's hand.

"And looks like we put one of them out of business as well." Adam added on, looking down at the unconscious Enigma.

"Thanks for there help, but we aint done with him yet." Rusty warned as Zachary helped them up. "It'll take way more than that to even kill him if it's possible."

At the conclusion of Rusty's sentence, Enigma's body began to glitch like crazy, and the once snapped spine repaired itself in an instance. Enigma's eye shot open and picked himself off the ground. The trio of Adam, Zachary and Rusty, the latter of whom struggled to stand with the wound in their leg, faced the foe who seemingly could heal in an instant.