Chapter 187: Dark Truths (1/2)
Blossom turned, facing behind giving a concerned look. ”Something feels wrong. I feel a great force of power rising.”
”Huh?” Goro questioned stepping outside the shop paying for the weekly food shop. ”What do you mean?”
A snowdrop fell onto Blossom's hand, making her feel paranoid. ”This power, it reminds me of Alton.”
”Alton? That's impossible.” He argued swiping through his phone. ”You're tired a good night sleep should fix that.” Blossom ignored the words from Goro as she walked past standing in the middle of the road. Cars began blaring their horns at her as Goro ran over. ”Come on, Blossom. Come on… Gemini let's go home.”
Blossom held her head stepping back, looking stressed. ”I sense a horrid presence. One of great fear and pity.”
”Gemini? What's going on?”
Blossom's eyes widened as a blizzard bombarded the streets around them, throwing cars in the air crashing into building exploding. Snow began piling up as a strong blast of hail piled on breaking windows. Goro grunted covering Blossom as he pulled her up. ”We need to get out of here now!”
”What about everyone else?!”
Goro watched people falling in the snow stoned to death by the hail gritting his teeth. ”Worry about yourself first. Get to safety.” Blossom helping serval people to their feet ran back inside the supermarket. Goro soon followed, staring at the apocalyptic blizzard. ”I thought Alton was dead… How is this happening?”
Blossom held her bloody arm, shaking her head. ”This isn't Alton. This is something else…”
The TVs went static before a voice echoed announcing the cause of the situation. ”People of Rhinefield. It has been brought to my attention you see the world very differently than I do. You worship monsters as if they are you, saviour. You allow these monsters to run amuck and do as they please. These monsters might be seen as heroes, and you wouldn't be wrong to believe so. But I am here to tell you all. You're wrong. My name is Ragnar Brantley, most of you would better know me as Crypto of Villain's Wrath, I stand before all of you today with a warning. A warning you will do well to listen to. The hero you consider my son Alton Brantley to be is a lie. He is a dangerous monster whose selfish endeavours will kill us all. It was because of him Sunset Peak drowned in a never-ending winter. The walls you built to save yourself was because of him. And now you've let him into your homes let him save lives without a single thought of who he is or where he came from. I'll tell you today it was my fault for bringing this monster into the world. I stole him from the Garden without knowing the full consequences. But I will make up for my misdeeds. Alton Brantley is still alive that I know until he is delivered to me this city will perish. Come Team Rhapsody stop me if you dare. I'll be waiting at the edge of the wall where it all began.”
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To say the CEOs were in a state of panic would be putting it lightly. The Headquarters were ablaze as the remnants of Team Rhapsody arrived. Kurt turned, biting his lip. ”Good you've arrived took you long enough though!”
Scarlett noticed her father among the group throwing her off entirely. ”What are you doing here, father?!”
”A joint partnership we entered during the Garden scare a few weeks back. Lucky the fuckers did keep us around. Shit doesn't look good.”
Kurt pushed Jack aside nodding to the other CEO. ”Rhapsody. I'd like you to meet the head of the V.I.R.A.L committee. Vitae Mons.”
Vitae, a woman wearing a strict beige coloured business suit with leather gloves and the same dead eyes Kurt shared. She had long brown hair tied at the end together down to her knees. She gave one look at Team Rhapsody tutting. ”So, you're the crime-fighting crew I've heard so much about. As Kurt has already stated, I'm the head of V.I.R.A.L and up until this point didn't seem it necessary to make myself known. But circumstances have changed, and it appears my board of CEOs have let everything swing out of control. The city is fading away, and we will soon be met by the same force that Sunset Peak fell too. I've moved the key investors to the Underground, but the people aren't going to be so safe. So, I'm only going to ask this once. Where is Alton Brantley?”
”Are you for real? Unless you've been living under a rock for the past week, Alton is dead.”
”Well, clearly something isn't right if his own father is holding us hostage for his life. Enough games! Where is your leader?!”
Zinnia scrunched her hands together trembling. ”He's dead. I saw it with my own eyes, that vile man killed him in cold blood right before my very eyes. I held him in my arms, mourned for him. We buried him. Alton Brantley is dead!”
Vitae placed her glasses on turning away taking a call. ”Talk to me. Yes, I see. Where? Understood. Stay low and out of sight.” Turning back, she rips the glasses off, tapping her chin. ”Regardless of the matter, this lunatic won't stop at anything to kill his son again. Alton Brantley was your leader; therefore, I'm putting the blame on you all. Your mission is to meet this Ragnar Brantley head-on. Stop this ice age and kill him. That is all.”