Walking With Giants (Completed)

Chapter 22

Cobalt was back on the island on the day he landed. His rescuer had settled them on the banks of a small lake. Cobalt wanted to call it a pond but it was just a bit too big. But, most importantly, there was an abundance of water.

"Just in case you're wondering, my name is Rey. I came to help you because you'll save my life in two years." Rey crunched down on a cooked fish and chewed it with his mouth open.

Cobalt stared at him with his eyes open wide. "Don't you mean... two years ago?" He could tell that his rescuer had said 'two years later' intentionally, but...

Rey eyed him suspiciously. "No. I don't. Time travel baffles the mind, doesn't it? But, you told me that you wouldn't remember anything after you crashed-"

Cobalt cut in. "Time travel? Then... do you know my future?"

Rey smiled. "You kept that from me because you knew that you would ask that question. But, anyways, I saved you because you died today without me and used your powers to break free of hell. You became hardened by your experience and embraced Elipse's offer to join her mission and destroy and recapture the rouge scavengers. Because of that, you became, as you put it, 'A pile of ungrateful shit.' And you wanted to correct your mistake. And so you broke the space-time continuum with the Infiniti Forge and came to me. I was in another dimension."

"Stop talking," Cobalt whimpered. "My brain's turning into 'a pile of ungrateful shit.' But I think I'm grasping the most of this. You came back in time to save me because I saved you. And... what's in store for me? And who's Elipse?"

"An ungrateful pile of shitty opportunities. And I can't tell you the second question." Rey grinned more.

"And one more thing..." Rey started filtering through his pockets for something, and he climactically pulled out a small, yellow and gray object about half the size of his palm. "This is the head plate of a Zapper."

"Of a what?"

"Bear with me, Cobalt. It should keep you safe. Whoever holds the Zapper's head plate controls lightning itself. Use it wisely." Rey handed Cobalt the item and then looked at his palm and found it slowly fading and turning translucent. His voice got softer. "Remember who the true enemy is, Cobalt."

And with that, Rey faded into dust.

Ursa was slowly dealing with the stupid Soviets.

Well, hey, he thought, reforming around various soldiers and slugging them. I could get used to this.

He was stuck in the compound after they had shut the steel doors and air ducts, leaving him with a bunch of outmatched soldiers.

Who are all of these idiots? At least they're easy to deal with, but there's so many of them. Ursa began to lose energy, and could feel his limbs tiring every time he slugged a soldier. He decided to take a new approach.

Hope this works. He had never tried to use nature as a brute force before, but he was out of options. He got to a spot with cover from the automatic weapons, and began to connect to the roots underneath the temporary compound. He grimaced and groaned as the roots blasted through the floor of the room and bulleted towards the metal door of the compound and tore the doors off their hinges and left a few bent metal hinges rolling on the ground. He jumped onto the roots, which he slowed to make some sort of a conveyor belt, and felt the outside air hit his face.

Let's try this again. A rocky face bordered the camp, and Ursa concentrated all of his power and concentration - every last drop - into his plan. A human-shaped cut of stone busted out of the rocky face, easily twenty to thirty feet tall, and separated into joints and began to sweep its massive arms across the regiment, crushing and killing them and causing their separated limbs to fly off to the distance.