Sick Bird (Completed)

Heroes Association?

Cub pov:

Time was strange, almost elusive. As I descended the cold, dimly lit corridor towards the cell where Poultry Man was held, a sense of unease crept over me. Upon reaching the cell, I froze. It was empty.

For a moment, I simply stood there, trying to process what I was seeing—or rather, what I wasn’t seeing. How could he have vanished? The cell was secure, the locks untouched, and nothing appeared to be out of place. I scanned the room meticulously, searching for any signs of tampering or a struggle, but there was nothing—no evidence that anyone had been there at all.

My heart raced as I hurried to the security room, hoping that the cameras might provide some answers. Sitting down at the console, I rewound the footage, eyes glued to the screen. There he was, just moments earlier, pacing back and forth within the confines of his cell. Then, without warning or any visible disturbance, he simply disappeared. One second he was there, the next... gone. No flash of light, no sound, nothing.

I replayed the footage several times, scrutinizing every frame. There had to be something I was missing, some detail that would explain this impossible occurrence. But each time, the result was the same: Poultry Man, vanishing into thin air, as if time itself had skipped a beat, erasing him from existence.

Frustration mixed with confusion as I sat back, pondering the possibilities. Had someone with advanced technology intervened? Could this be the work of some unknown force? I knew Poultry Man had his share of secrets, but this... this was beyond anything I had anticipated.

As I racked my brain for answers, one name came to mind—Doc. If anyone could make sense of this, it was him. Without a second thought, I bolted from the security room and sprinted down the hallway toward his office. My footsteps echoed through the empty corridors as I pushed myself to go faster, the urgency of the situation spurring me on.

When I reached his office, I didn't bother with formalities. "Doc! I need your help!" I shouted, bursting through the door. My sudden entrance startled Ren, who had been dozing off on a nearby couch, and Doc looked up from his desk, his expression a mixture of concern and confusion.

"What's going on?" Doc asked, his voice tinged with worry as he studied my face. He could tell something was wrong—something serious.

I took a deep breath, trying to steady my racing heart. "Poultry Man... he's gone. He just disappeared from his cell, and I have no idea how it happened. One second he was there, and the next... nothing. The footage shows him vanishing without a trace."

Doc's eyes widened as he processed my words. He immediately stood up, his usual calm demeanor giving way to a more focused intensity. "Show me the footage," he said, already heading toward the door.

Ren, now fully awake and sensing the gravity of the situation, followed close behind. Together, we made our way back to the security room, the weight of the mystery hanging heavily in the air. As we reviewed the footage once more, I could see the wheels turning in Doc's mind, analyzing every detail, every frame, searching for a clue that might explain the inexplicable.

But even Doc, with all his expertise, seemed at a loss. "This doesn't make sense," he muttered, more to himself than to us. "There's no sign of tampering, no breach in the system... it's as if he just ceased to exist."

I could feel the tension building as we all stood there, staring at the screen, each of us trying to make sense of the impossible. The footage looped endlessly, showing Poultry Man pacing in his cell, then vanishing into thin air. The more I watched, the more surreal it felt, like some kind of bad dream I couldn’t wake up from.

Just as the footage started to loop again, Ren suddenly paused the video. "Hold on," he said, leaning in closer to the screen. His eyes narrowed in concentration, and I followed his gaze, trying to see what he had noticed.