Boboiboy Heroes: The End is Near (BOOK 4)

Watching the World Crumble

The Five Forces each went to the five mysterious cracks to investigate more. Astor was in America, Yaya in France, Fang in Brazil, Ying in Australia and Gopal still staying in Malaysia.

Astor walked through the rocky and clean walkways of America. Everyone greeted and smiled as he passed. And he tried to return a grin of his own.

He walked near a street lamp and bent down. A straight crack that measured about 20 centimeters was beside it.

Astor took his phone out and snapped a photo of it. He checked the picture again before slipping it in his pocket. He saw a passerby which wore a brown leather suit and a hat which was bent down.

Astor stood up and made sure his clothing was good enough to meet up with the man.

"Excuse me."

The stranger stopped then turned to face him, but has not lifted his face yet.

"Do you live nearby here?"

The stranger still stood there quietly.

"I'll take that as a yes," Astor mumbled.

"OK," Astor said louder. "Do you know any information about this crack?" He pointed to the deep crack beside the street lamp.

For once the person nodded and then moved to it. He bent down and moved his index finger over it. Astor raised an eyebrow in confusion. The person nodded again and then straightened his back.

"I have been here when this happened. I suppose you're Astor, part of the Five Forces?" the man said in a voice like he was wearing a mask.

"Uh, yes. Yes I am, glad to meet you." He moved his hand forward, waiting for a handshake, but when nothing happened he took his hand back and gave out a large chunk of tension air he was holding in.

"I'm sorry but I can't help you with your investigation." The man said then walked away.

"Wait." Astor caught up with him. "Do you have any suspicions? Like anything you noticed?"

"No. Have a good day." He walked on faster and Astor didn't bother to keep up with him anymore.

Yaya walked along the streets of France, a plenty of stalls at her sides. The smell of coffee and fresh bread filled her lungs and immediately her stomach growled. She resisted the temptation to walk into one of the coffee shops for a drink.

After a few minutes' walk, she came to a circular open area with trees encircling it and a white stone fountain which sprayed clear, clean water out of it as it flowed down through the plates and repeated again.

She didn't came here for the fountain, though. Instead, she came here for the Eiffel Tower which was a metres from where she is now.

When she walked from the walkways to the open streets, she called over a taxi to bring her there. The taxi driver felt love struck the moment she slipped in his car by her beautiful looks.

However, he drove but still must look back at her once from the rear mirror every minute.

"Stop. Doing that."

He spoke something in French that probably meant I love you. Her eyes sharpened and he winced then he finally he took his gaze off her for the moment. At last given the space of freedom, she looked out at the beautiful and quiet street. The sun was setting in Paris and she enjoyed the view of the clouds becoming pink and orange as the world started to dim. This was probably going to be a good day, if nothing ever interrupts it.

Suddenly the car braked and her body got dragged frontwards then back into her seat. The taxi driver said something she didn't understood but she did once she saw that on her left was the Eiffel Tower. She paid him, he nodded and left.

Now, where was she. She strolled to the tower as she walked through a walkway with street stalls that sold bouquets of flowers. The smell of the flowers was nice and it lightened her mood, making her temporary forget about all the worries and stress she had.

She walked to one of the legs of the tower and saw a crack which was around 20 centimeters long. She took out her phone to take a picture and then slipped it in her pocket. She sighed as she started to walk a few steps away from there and then she felt the ground shook.

Ying ran quickly from the Sydney Opera House to the Sydney Bridge's centre in one minute's time. She spotted the crack in a few seconds and then took a picture of it using her phone. She heard someone calling her name behind her and she turned to see a few interviewers and cameramen asking her questions, taking a picture and recording her. There were some fans too, they all held out a notepad and a pen, begging her to autograph it.

Fang flew on his shadow eagle to the Botanical Garden of Curitiba in Brazil. His eagle was flapping at the air, slowing his descend. When it reached the ground, Fang jumped down from the eagle and maintained it there till he's done with his job.

According to Astor, one of the five cracks were located here, and he had a high suspicion that this had something to do with Boboiboy. He walked along the paths which cut through the grass and plants that flourished at both sides. He then saw a crack in front of him, on the pathway. It was 20 centimetres long. Now Fang was starting not to believe Astor's theory, it was just a simple crack, as simple as it can be found anywhere in the streets, what was their significance? These things were not his job though, his job was to find the crack, take a current picture of it and go back to their headquarters. A simple mission.

After he got the picture he decided he should take some time off this thing and go around the garden once and let go of his thoughts. He walked back to where the crack was and then he frowned. The crack was now even larger, 30 centimetres long.

Then he felt the ground shift. He instantly hurried to his eagle which was few metres away from him now. A building nearby crumbled as the ground rumbled more heavily. Some of the rock pieces blocked his path or nearly hit him. Then starting from where the crack was, the ground separated, he could guess that below the hole was red, glowing hot lava splashing around. Now that he was in reach of his eagle, he used his shadows to push him up a bit onto the eagle's back and they took off, into the clouds, watching the garden crumble.

Yaya noticed something was wrong and she floated away from the ground. She looked down and saw what was inside the cracks. Lava was boiling and bubbles of it was created too. The people there avoided the hole but some people were dropping down into it. Yaya gasped and boosted down to swooped the people back onto plain land, then she flew back higher.

"Maybe I could put this hole back together," she said to herself.

Her hands glowed pink along with the two pieces of land which was separating. Her hands moved like the land itself. She tried pushing them closer together, she was sweating and straining from all the energy used. The ground shook slightly as it was coming back together then joined.

Yaya let go of her hold then panted lightly. Still, the ground broke open into a bigger hole than before and she gasped. She pushed all the people away from there.

"Close down this place, immediately," she said to one of the people.

The person nodded then sprinted to somewhere. Knowing her job is done, she flew back to headquarters.