Unlimited Psychic Squad....Bit different

Auntie

Terror gripped Kyousuke’s heart.

This was his home, his family, his life getting annihilated before his eyes.

Not again, he kept thinking, half-hysterical. Not again.

But the Catastrophe was burning, and as he landed unsteadily on the deck by the pool, his eyes wouldn’t detach from the blood on Magi’s arm.

His children. They were shooting at his children.

In his arrogance, he had thought he could stop this. He was strong, he was canny. He could protect them all, all his kids. He could guard his Queen’s throne for her. It would never have to sink to the bottom of the sea. Her kingdom, their home.

But he was weak after all. He wasn’t in control at all. He had failed, just as his body was failing him.

He didn’t hear Magi calling him until the man – not a child, not anymore – surged to his feet and seized him by the collar.

“Major! Get a hold of yourself! We believe in you!” he screamed, voice breaking halfway through, and this time Kyousuke heard. Magi’s eyes were fury and despair in equal measures.

“Magi…” he breathed.

“If you don’t protect this boat, who will??”

And that was the question, wasn’t it?

It didn’t matter that he was weak. It didn’t matter that he was dying. There was no one else but him.

He had taken them all under his wings, to be shepherded until their Queen and Princess found their way to them. Until they came, he was their guardian. They were his responsibility, his to shield from the evils of a world that would hunt them down to extinction.

It didn’t matter that he was tired to the bones of struggling, tired of fighting an uphill battle every day. He was their only hope. He would never betray them, never have them know his fate.

His lips curved in a familiar smirk. He brushed Magi’s hands from his jacket.

“Are you forgetting who you are talking to?”

They looked at him with relief, his precious children.

He would protect them with everything he had left, and if it cost him his life today… he would consider it well-spent.

 *meanwhile*

It took all of Andie's considerable aptitudes to make it past B.A.B.E.L.’s protective perimeter around the harbor. Were they hoping to hide their attack against the Catastrophe from the general public?

It seemed incredibly useless. Whatever they were doing, although the battle was happening a few miles out of the coast, by the time Andie hotwired a speedboat, it had progressed to the point where blasts of light kept setting the horizon ablaze. She gritted her teeth and tore the boat from the dock, pushing the engine as much as she dared. The roar of it alerted nearby agents. She heard them scream at her to stop, but didn’t turn back.

It didn’t take her long to make out the Catastrophe on the dark waters. It would have been hard to miss given the fire engulfing every deck. Her heart skipped a beat.

Then she saw it.

A star was hovering above the Catastrophe.

It pulsed orange and blue and purple, then suddenly grew seven brilliant wings. As Andie squinted, trying to understand what she was seeing, a blast of incredible, eye-searing power burst from it. It rushed ahead, straight at a veritable armada. The ensuing explosions created a new sun right there on the sea.