Mod Superhero

Chapter 5.47 - Saturation

Mod, Arsenal, and Athena stood on the second floor of the foyer, waiting as casually as they could while the nanite suitcases dissolved and saturated the room. Nanites dripped down the suitcases and ran like streams across the floor. The nanites spread out until they were too few to be seen by the naked eye, but they were highlighted blue in Mod's HUD.

Each suitcase represented 500% of his original canister capacity, for a total of 1,500%.

It was a stretch for Mod, especially considering that he was holding an additional 500% across his own body. He'd successfully controlled a swarm this size before, but controlling it to do so many different tasks at once would've been impossible.

But he wasn't alone. TINA was helping him with the heavy lifting.

She had already infiltrated Gnosis's systems, and soon TINA would have control of their hardlines as well. She would cut the silent alarm and then they could move freely, without worrying about security guards alerting each other or Gnosis sending a message to the Summit. And the cellphone signal was so bad in the building that calls were routed through Wi-Fi—which TINA was monitoring.

Mod checked his phone and saw that his signal was zeroed out. A smirk crept across his face.

Arsenal leaned forward. "What is it?"

"This is why they're afraid of us."

Athena shifted uneasily on her feet. "Don't get cocky."

Mod shrugged, his fusion rifle shifting beneath his disguise. "Is it really being cocky if we can back it up?

Athena scoffed. "We're an awful long way from done. It's too early to celebrate."

Arsenal said, "He's right though. We're four people, and we don't even have the lab.

Athena met both of their eyes. "What makes you think Ichabod is going to let us walk out of here?"

Mod and Arsenal shared a glance. Her face was unreadable behind her nanite mask, but he wasn't scared.

Part of him wanted the vampire to try to stop them.

When was the next time he'd get to fight a Class 4 super?

Mod stared at Athena. "Are you afraid of him?"

"I think you'd be stupid not to be. But it's not that... He's got an angle. He had an angle when he decided to work with Venture, and he has an angle in working with us now."

Mod didn't admit it out loud, but the thought had crossed his mind. Ichabod could betray them. Maybe this was just a ploy to test the headquarter's security measures.

"He thought Dad could do it," Arsenal said quietly. Her words hung in the air with absolute finality, so heavy that they sent a chill down Mod's neck.

Ichabod had said that Venture had planned something. Something that could defeat every other super on the planet. That night, Ichabod had boasted about their allegiance, saying that Venture needed him...

But why the hell would one of the most powerful vampires in the world ally with a lone artificer? Gnosis had resources, money, and power beyond measure. What could Venture have possibly offered? Except...

Clara was right. Ichabod believed in Venture's plan. He thought Venture could pull it off.

What had Venture been planning?

Mod broke the silence. "We'll find out one day. For now, let's focus."

"Head down the central stairs and proceed to the back elevators."