Wishes
Dreamcatcher jumped back from the gateway that dumped the small mountain of semi nuclear ordinance at his feet, letting out a controlled breath he assesed his options
MM : “stop it”
DC : “stop what?”
MM : “stop factoring not making it back, I know what you are thinking”
DC : “I'm not thinking tha..”
MM : “you promised me you would never lie to me, don't start now.. please”
even in this moment, even in the chaos.. the genuine plea in that word cut through his argument
DC : “I will do everything i can to get away in time, but Em… we have to do this. It's all that matters right now”
MM : “we… we will do everything”
DC nods and starts assembling the collected charges into a back pack and tied it off to a remote detonator
“Lets do this”
The two heroes made their way in to the building that frequency had marked. Moving with decades of skill through the token resistance until they got to the sealed vault doors
MM : “We arnt getting through that”
DC : “We don't need to, we just need to set this thing off, should handle pretty much anything. Watch my back while I give it the once over”
MM : “On it”
Moodmusic drew a pair of silenced pistols and began scoping out the tangle of corridors, their senses already picking out the sounds of 2inch rubberised military soles on corrugated iron
“Pick up the pace, we have company”
DC : “Em..”
MM : “I make it 6 at least”
DC : “Em…”
MM : “Make that 10”
DC “EMMA!”
Moodmusic spins around and looks at Dreamcatcher, even through his rictus mask she can read it on his face
“Emma.. the remote detonation is blocked, I.. I need to do this manually”
There is a hiss of static as Frequency calls for an update. MM shoots a terse reply before turning back to DC
“Don't you dare, don't you dare say that to me”
DC : “Em.. we don't have time for this.. this is what we have fought for. This is what we h..”
MM : “I KNOW WHAT WE FOUGHT FOR! I KNOW THAT! But I'm… I'm not saving a world with out you in it!”
the words came out in a rushed jumble, taking the breath from them
DC : “Em.. I love you.. I dont want this.. but”
MM : “But nothing, Hippy”
checking their pistols
“You grant wishes, now figure out how to give me mine”
Under MMs mask their face melts and reforms, their shoulders broaden and their voice deepens to a hard NY lilt as she takes their alternate form
“I will buy you time to figure it out, but I'm not leaving this building. If you blow it, I'm going with you”
With that they head out to visit unholy carnage on the attackers
DC smiles as he watches them go before looking down at the trigger
“Think.. think think think.. I need to do this manually.. how do it squeeze a trigger without being here”
“Oh man.. of this is gonna suck”
Fiddling with the wires he wrapped the cables around his fist and depressed the level.. priming the charge. Gripping it tightly he draws a small vibrating blade with his other hand
“Fuck me this had better work, badly explained wish powers don't fail me now”
With a series of small slashes his arm comes free, his hand still squeezing the trigger. Delicately he places his severed arm down, observing the small twitches in his dead fingers
Hissing through the pain and blood loss he turns and starts to run, a small nimbus of power surrounding his stump
*minutes later the bloody form of Moodmusic half carries, half drags Dreamcatcher out. With the last of his effort he releases his stored power. Inside the base… a severed arm opens its hand*
