Bruder Titans
Chapter 3
Back in Deutschland (Germany), Eis made his way slowly through the heart of Baden-Württemberg. His whole body ached but at least he was still on the move. In every step he took, he wanted to just pass out. He wiped his sweaty forehead and took off his shirt, leaving on a gray, collared tank top. The freezing wind felt wonderful against his skin.
He made sure to stay out of the shadows as he walked down the streets of a small town he was passing through. He did not want to be blind in the dark, caught off guard by an attacker. He may not had been stealthy, but he was ready.
"I'm not taking any chances" he thought to himself. He tried to sing an old folk song his father taught him from his childhood in the Black Forest but each time he went to open his mouth, all he could utter was 'mutter… vater...' He missed his parents greatly; as well as a young woman close to his heart. "Gloria…" he said aloud. He stopped walking and just stood there, his head bowed.
He sighed. "I have to keep moving…" and with that, he did so in the freezing darkness, happy to have the full moon as a companion. He looked up at it and smiled. Raising his hand, he formed a small ice sphere that looked exactly like the moon. He chuckled softly at the thought of himself holding the moon in his hand. He placed it the small moon on a shop window and walked on.
" My God it is so damn hot!" he exclaimed as he wiped sweat from he brow once more.
The small ice moon appeared to glow as a thermometer flashing red letters illuminated behind it.
"-2.8 C"
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Flying in a northern direction, Teir flew in his form of ravens. It was one of his favorites along with other predators. He was faster than any animal could be while he was transformed as one or a group of them and he was an even more powerful human in his regular form. He wondered in a dozens of different brains what the next plan of attack would be. Spazz had been the first to leave the country that he knew of. He hadn't thought much about anyone else besides the people he was with before all this had started.
They were all friends and all in one group. He would smile if his beaks would let him. Those were very happy times. Spazz, himself, Alex, Till, Gloria-
He suddenly found himself being pulled together into one form again and fell from the night sky. His mind hurt far more than his body. He began to have a seizure of sorts, foaming at the mouth and shaking all over before slowly coming to a stop. His body slowly transformed into a creature with no bones so he could remake the many that had been broken.
Returning to his human form after turning into a giant squid, he had no idea where he was or what he had been thinking about a few minutes earlier. All he knew was that he had to get back to base and see what needed to be done. A small buzzing sound within his mind slowly subsided and he transformed once more into a murder of ravens before taking flight.
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Monitoring a screen, a young man spoke to his much older superior. " Sir? It happened again.."
" Again?.." he sighed very heavily. He watched the data come in and grew more tired as more and more came in. This had been the third time within two days that Teir had interfered with their efforts. It was quite irritating.
He turned his attention to a television and smiled as the early news of his other weapon came in, Spazz had exceeded all their expectations. She even managed to nearly wipe out a whole police force! He swelled with pride as he thought of all the work it took to get her unstable mind to work for them in the way they needed.
Looking closer, the aging man noticed some of the video was of the Titans. Both the adults and the Teens. He swallowed hard and his eyes widened. He was hoping HIS Spazz would not be defeated. All their work, all the research; along with their secrets and the knowledge of their location would be all lost
His worries were soon wiped clean as he saw the first images of the Titan's battle. They were broken. Alive, but broken and defeated. Whether they were unconscious, curled up in intense pain or huddling their friend or lover, they were all defeated.
He muted the television and turned his attention away from the device before he could find out any additional information. He smiled ear to ear and made his way to see their leader. He, like most of the people in this facility was created for his role but he served it above and far beyond his creators' expectations. Making his way past the Uberminch guards, he walked into the elevator where two more awaited to escort him to his master.
Another scientist examined a young woman one more time, she had resisted everything. She couldn't have surgery performed on her, she couldn't be physically harmed beyond a few milliseconds, she was a dead end. However she did provide lots of information for the scientists. They may have not been able to harm her physically but more than enough pain was being transferred to her mentally, emotionally, and spiritually.
She was kept inside a large reinforced room that would give even Superman a hard time. Beyond that, force fields and other means of keeping a prisoner at bay. It was all overkill, yes, but these people took no chances.
"Still no change in Gloria?"
"Nein.." The scientist looked at her colleague, annoyed. "And we call her En-00… remember that.."
"I shall remember that" the male scientist rolled his eyes. " It's a shame something so beautiful –"
"Oh be quiet! Would you think of a rat just as beautiful?!"
"I might if it had wings…"
They were silent for a moment. As they both gazed upon the monitor, they saw a young woman with long platinum blonde hair dressed in the green scrubs they put her in with two large white wings wrapped around her body. She sat in a fetal position in a corner, slowly rocking herself, trying to find some comfort.
"Those.. appendages… are just a mutation of her powers… nothing more."
"Powers from her father perhaps… My GOD! How can you treat her like this?! Don't you see what she is?!"
The woman slowly turned to the man. "I see that you have lost control of yourself and need.. treatment…"
" Wait! No!" Before he could protest further, he was tranquilized and dragged out of the lab.
Everyone looked at the scene for a moment, shocked but not surprised in the least.
" Back to work!" The woman commanded them and turned back to the screen.
En-00
Name: Gloria Khira Engel
Abilities: Greatly accelerated healing factor, flight, telepathy, healing others, more abilities yet to be seen.
Height: 145 cm
Weight: Variable due to features on the specimen's back.
The scientist new the data by heart and she still couldn't calm herself. No matter what they tried, nothing would work like the others. She muttered a curse under her breath to the girl and the.. being that created her parent.
"Naughtseemann!"
Slowly, a man in a large black hooded trench coat walked towards her. "..Ja?"
" I need you to find her.. former companion. Can you do that for me?"
"Ja." He answered quickly. " Of course madam."
"Thank you Alex. Now go!"
"er.." He shifted a little in his coat. Slightly unsure.
" Of course. How silly of me.." The woman took out a remote control and turned out the light over the man before opening a water bottle and spilling the contents all over him and the spot on the floor which he stood. She waited a moment and turned the light back on. Naughtseemann was gone and in his place was a very small puddle of pitch black water.
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Eis walked a bit more slowly, he was tiring out faster than he thought he would and he had to get to the other side of the country as soon as he possibly could to Berlin. 'My God,' he thought 'this is gonna be one long crazy trip..'
He twitched a bit as he heard a truck approaching. Quickly, he leaped onto the back as it slowed around a sharp turn.
'Now this is muuuch better.' He looked towards the sky again and smiled. 'I guess Gloria's father is watching over us..'
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If you haven't figured it out, Eis (Till) has a VERY low body temp. Freezing to him is normal, normal is hot, and hot is fatal.
I wonder who all those scientists were and what they have to do with the Europeon characters.. hmm...
Please tell me what you think, even if it's "I want you to die so you won't write anymore." All is welcome