The Patron Quadrilogy: The Legend Begins

Chapter 29

Monday, October 16th, 3:00 p.m., 2018
Tree of Beginning
"Lady Arceus!?" Every Patron at the meeting exclaimed. Sagara bowed his head in respect, before speaking.
"Forgive me, Lady Arceus," he said, looking up. "But, if I may ask, why are you choosing to appear now, after so many decades? And why through this boy?"
"I'll answer the second question first," he, or in this case, she, said. "Simply put, this boy is an Aura Guardian. One who will rival Sir Aaron. He and he alone was capable channeling my energy for this... Brief communication. And I must reiterate, this is going to be brief. Answering the first question, well, that's why I'm here. Quite simply, I must say I'm disappointed that here I find all of you, Patrons endowed with the powers of my kin, bickering amongst yourselves as the natural balance of this world is thrown off balance. Simply put, you all already know precisely what is happening, and yet here you stand, divided as to whether you should fight back or not. Well, since you can't make this decision yourself, then I will. The Order, or rather what's left of it, shall join together, and you shall destroy the Patron of Darkrai and the army he is amassing! And make no mistake, he is amassing an army, one that won't be bested if this Order remains divided and corrupted. Heed this warning!" And with that, the surge of Aura dissipated, and he blinked rapidly, falling to a knee.
"What was that?"

Monday, October 16th, 3:00 p.m.
P2 Laboratory
"You people are absolutely crazy!" A scientist shrieked before he was electrocuted. As Drew let the man's corpse fall to the floor. He turned around, seeing Harley rip his hand from another scientist's chest. Harley dropped the body and then looked at Drew.

"Hmph, you're certainly becoming accustomed to your Powers, Drew. Now, go and secure the entrance. The Jennys aren't going to let this one go unpunished, so guard the entrance. I, in the meantime, have a meeting to attend here."

"On it," Drew said, heading for the exit. Harley waited a few moments to be sure that Drew made it outside before switching on a computer. A prompt message appeared.

SIGN IN WITH W.I.D.M. (WRIST IDENTIFICATION MODULE)

"Hmm.... Wrist ID, huh?" He said aloud, looking at the dead scientist on the floor. He grabbed the man's wrist and hovered it over the camera. Sure enough, the computer unlocked and he smirked, dropping the dead man's wrist to the floor.  "Open sesame. Now I just need to set this meeting." He smirks as a text prompt appears.

"This site is restricted from the public. Exit now. Failure to comply will result in severe consequences."

Harley smirked, exiting the prompt and proceeding to the site. Before his eyes he saw what appeared to be a regular chatroom, but Harley knew better. Chatrooms like these, he knew, were how the League kept tabs on and reigned over the undesirables of the world. He quickly gave himself an alias, and appeared online.

"I haven't seen you here before, Shadow," a user, Dragon, typed. "This site is for government matters only. Please leave."

"What an odd place for you to be, Dragon," Harley typed. He knew who Dragon really was, he was the man who manipulated the strings of everything, save Patrons. The Syndicates, the League, the Outer Regions, all of them answered to him. In other words, Dragon is the person Harley needs to get on the good side of. "But, as it is, you're just the person I'm looking for. I have a preposition for you. I need you to set me up with your.... Friends, I suppose. I'll certainly make it worth your while."
"Haha," he typed. "What could someone like you possibly have to offer me? Power? I have plenty. Money? I have plenty."

"I can offer you true power...." Harley typed. "But, I can also deal with those.... Thorns in your side that you've had to suffer for so long. All I need is for you to get me into contact with your associates."
"Hmph, we'll see if you're worth my time," Dragon typed back. "Very well, I'll put you in contact with my associates. But, before we do business, you'll have to prove that you can deliver. I'll put you in contact with G. From what I understand, he has some parasites in his business that he needs... Dealt with."