'Guys! We've got 30 seconds!'
The control room doors burst open with armed guards and heroes, searching the screen for the monster that plagued their lives.
'Going to him in 10, 9, 8, 7...'
'What if he doesn't show, if it's all a distraction so we're looking at the screen and not out the window?' The elder Theresa asked Jay. His simple apologetic smile reflected his lack of confidence. She looked down to her younger self, clinging to his arm, tantalized by the pixelated screen.
'5, 4, 3, 2...'
'Hello, my faithful supporters! I'm so glad you all took the time in your busy schedule to watch mine, and of course yours, favourite show! Well it is the only one I will allow! Ha ha! But enough about me, time for you to meet my very special guest! (Agnon! The cloak!)' The giant quickly sprung into action and removed a large cloth from an enormous machine. This giant, bird-cage shaped machine sprouted wires everywhere, with the complex spiders' web of blues, blacks and reds, coating the surrounding floor. Inside the machine, clearly visible through the solid metal bars, was a man, muscular and handsome, but battered and bruised. He weakly knelt, head down, panting, his arms bound behind his bare back. The scraps of clothing he wore hung off him, malnutrition clearly visible. Red markings along his body branded him as a prisoner.
'I've been keeping this one for many years. He once thought he could beat me, outwit the God of Time! Disgusting!' He waved his hand to open the strong door and stepped calmly into the prison. Pacing around the man, arms behind his back, he shot him a look of disgust. Ending behind the man, he took a deep breath...then grasped a clunk of the man's blackened hair up, the man wincing in pain.
'To those who dare to defy me, I have a little present for you.' Dragging him to his feet, he threw him through the cage door and to the ground.
'And to those who dare to follow them...meet the man who was destined to save the world. From me...Everybody, meet Archie King.' Atlanta dropped her weapon. Eyes fixated on the screen, a single tear escaped from the corner of her eye. Cronus dragged Archie up once more to lean his face on his shoulder. 'Bet you liked that little twist Atlanta.' Rage fumed in Archie's eyes.
'Leave her out of this!' He headbutted Cronus then jumped through his arms to have them in front of him, stancing himself for retaliation. Suddenly he let out a terrified scream. A whip-welding giant stepped into view of the camera, along with a couple drops of fresh blood on the already stained stone floor. He collapsed to his knees once again.
'Now now Archie, no need to get all loyal. She never loved you. Not like you loved her. She never noticed how you always looked out for her, protected her from harm, loved her unconditionally but for nothing in return...'
'Shut up! Shut up!'
'...Always one-sided, but she couldn't see any of it could she? So heartless and careless with your feelings...'
'I don't care! I love her and that's enough!' Atlanta stood frozen. Her younger self turned to her Archie.
'You don't think that's true do you? I do care! I care a lot for you but...' the sounds of the whip and another heart wrenching scream soared through the screen behind her. '...I can't see you like this!' She threw herself into his chest, teary eyed and traumatized. He grasped her within his arms tightly, rocking slightly. Praying his future torture would end soon, but hoping she would stay there forever.
'Well I think it's time she made a decision, don't you.' Cronus spit at the defenceless prisoner, as he silently ordered him to be put back in his cage, before stepping back towards the camera.
Well then Atlanta, I have another surprise for you! Just 1283 miles away is your darling little boy!' A box appeared on screen of the twin of the machine surrounding Archie. 'Mommy? Mommy, help me! Mommy!' Atlanta broke free of her petrified state to run towards the screen.
'Such a good looking boy. It's a wonder he came from you two...'
'Leave my son out of this Cronus! It's me you what dead, not him.' Archie stood tall in the centre of the cage.
'Oh I will have you dead. The both of you dead depending on how fast your beloved Atlanta can run...here's the deal. In five minutes I will send you the locations of both of your boys. You will then have one minute to save one of them. Of course, you will only be able to save one of them, as not only are you the only person able to run to one of these places in less than a minute from your 'secret' base in Wales, but it is you're DNA and only your DNA that can open this lock. If not at the end of the minute I will pass an unnecessary amount of electricity through both machines, which are also connected to the main grid. All of your computers and protective equipment will be down, and the content of the machines will be...disintegrated' He hinted to a digital handprint-shaped screen. 'Just one touch and either one of them are free...but which one?'
