-CHAPTER THREE-

RICKIN INTO NOBODY

This was at most a horrid thing of a bearing Nightmare. Ahead of her the hallway was the home of someone or a family. Stopping herself from constantly running.

For a split second. Her eyes went blue glowing to seeing the past of the future. Reaching out forward. Lighting came together showing her people and siblings.

Walking past her as if she wasn't there at all. Elisabeth looked to her chest as a ghost's hand reached through her. She looked back. Screaming came out.

Eyes came back to reality. Elisabeth wanted to have a peace that would come after all this horrid business.

Least that's what she believes would come to her future.

At distance. Walking up the stairs. Kicking open the door. Bruce walked in slowly. His suit was ruined. his clothing had been changed over and over.

His eyes were still shut. His tonic was continuously working around the clock. His side effects were becoming permanent. Bruce wasn't afraid he was feeling inspired.

"Elisabeth! COME WITH ME TO SHAPE A REALITY FOR US ALL!" yelled Bruce

Bruce slashed the pictures on the wall of a happy family of 3. On the image was a young man that resembled "BRUCE" in this timeline. A connection to him in this.

"Our time lines! Can create a Peace We've Never known!" Bruce continued

Elisabeth was shocked seeing how this man has become. Obsessed about the timelines and reshaping them for himself. To correct something or to become more.

"You don't want Peace! I'LL NEVER SHAPE THAT FUTURE!" she yelled

Constant panting and breathing over. Repeating it constantly. It came back into the lungs heavily. She stopped. Noticing the ground shattered. The floor.

Torn apart from constant gunfire. She could see through the massive wall of broken holes. Sunlight coming through the holes. Gunfire outside of the Tower.

Shaking was ongoing with a frequent charge that made the Tower Unstable. Elisabeth was scared but understood what this Tower meant to all of the cycles.

Looking down and closing her eyes. Behind her at far distance. Hallway was being slashed and marked with sword slashes. Bruce laughed and his wide mouth.

Smiling with bits of saliva dripping from the top teeth. His body was much thinner now and his katanas were wearing out. Chipped and bit broken.

"YOUR A FUCNKING ANIMAL! A MISTAKE! PEOPLE CAN CHANGE! BRUCE!" she yelled to him

Elisabeth was wanting to explode out of it. But she remembered that Tom was coming. There was no way he wouldn't at all. Only a matter of time. She knew.

Knows this very well enough to believe in someone that has no experience at all. Because the faith and believe in him would shape him to becoming The Man.

Wall behind her broke apart instantly. Portal came opening through behind her she looked back. Seeing the extended hand reaching out to her. A voice echoing.

"TAKE IT! ELISABETH!" yelled the voice

Bruce came to her slashing upwards past her hair. Slashing part of it off. Portal closed shut as it was nothing. But a hopeful memory of something from another.

She closed her eyes. Bruce stood next to her. His face next to her cheek. Laughing and sighing about it all. She felt the cold skin of his own against hers.

"I can help you...Please Bruce, we can save you it's not too late" she said with a care

His laugh was horrid and choking on his voice.

"I DON'T NEED SAVING...THERE'S NOTHING FOR ME AT ALL...YOU'VE BEEN SPEAKING TO THE WRONG BRANCH OF YOUR PRECIOUS LIFE"

Elisabeth was pushed. Face to face she was with Bruce. He chuckled and looked down on her. Elisabeth felt something wrong about this as if things were shifted.

Walls came crashing down as mechanical claws came suddenly out from the ruins. Bruce opened his arms out and slowly walked backing away from her. She didn't.

Not even a muscle she moved. Her eyes went wide. Claws wrapped all around her and pulled her. She was flying into the air as the Mighty SONGBIRD took her away.

Flying up and up, passing and attacking the blimps. Heading upwards higher to the Tower. Bruce looked at them. Waving goodbye and laughing hysterically.

Bruce stopped then slashed away at the ground and furniture around him. Knowing he had another mission he had to attend to. The ROYAL came to his mind.

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Jerry checked his broken watch. Seeing the broken glass. Reflection of his hidden picture inside of it. Came out in the reflection of his beloved Girlfriend.

Not saying a word about it. Bettany touched his shoulder walking past him. Wind blew past them. They had changed gear and wore blue color armor.

Sherry looked down at his hands. Shaking little. He was feeling it a sudden urge. Wondering how it would end up becoming if they weren't in this.

On the massive Blimp. Leading the Charge was Bettany. Watching forces of the Resistance moving forward. The Massive Tower. Powerful and charging.

At the end top tip point. Sherry was shocked in seeing this. Lighting and electrical storms forming together high above the world of Colombia.

Jerry reached for the scope. Seeing through it. Noticing the massive powerful SONGBIRD.

"OH NO," said Jerry

"DON'T GIVE IN AT ALL!" yelled many soldiers from the comms

SONGBIRD came and went. Crashing and roaring loudly with such force. Wings moved powerfully into the direction of the Blimps.

Flying all around and heading upwards into the air. Soldiers of the mighty force came together. Taking aim in the scopes of their weapons. Firing again.

Being shot and attacked by powerful Heavy Machine guns. It screamed and roared with such force. Causing a massive echo all across the skies.

Jerry lowered it to the side. Breathing heavy his eyes closed and blinked. Looking to Sherry about this mess. He remembered about it all. The days before.

Sherry looked away and back to the main control center seeing the many. Operators using mics and passing info through the headsets. Connecting together.

Forming the attacks and trying to move the soldiers about. Bettany didn't like this at all. Not one bit.

"Sherry. Jerry. Both of you need to go and Help Tom" she said

Bettany looked back to the both of them. She didn't smile at all. They gave her a cold stare.

"Wait-No-You can't be serious about this," said Sherry

Bettany smiled looking down. Walking to them and headed over to the steering control of the blimp.

Turning it to the right-hand side and making it avoid the incoming cannon fire. Sherry didn't move at all.

Instantly came to him. This would be there very much owned moment that would define them. Elisabeth had explained to the both of them. How much they shape.

Not only themselves but also Everyone all around them. Including Tom Nancy. Sherry looked to Jerry both nodded and headed out. Bettany listened to her operators.

Explaining the situation gaining a powerful imagination of what's to happen.

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Royal came falling down into the ground. His shoulder was bleeding. Looking back with such a panicking face reaction.

Smoke and cement broke apart from the walls. Soldiers in metal armor and knight armor came together. Taking aim forward. Til two of them dropped into the ground.

Royal came to his feet and ran through the halls. Reaching the steel doors came pushing past other guards and soldiers.

Tripping as he ran away and rushed into the next room. Shaking and looking down at his hands.

"NO! HE'S COMING FOR ME"- said Royal

Guards took aim and watched through the smoke. Debris and broken wire cables as electricity went off and on. Through the smoke came out small blades striking.

Into the open necks of the guards. Killing them instantly. Bruce came through sliding on his knees and firing his powerful shotgun. Blasting down the doors.

Around his body was bandages and black colored robes. His eyes were closed as his tonics allowed him to see through smoke and sounds. Bruce came through it all.

Killing the guards and slicing through his opponents and fighting his way into the hallway. His mouth spat out blood and spit. His body was very thin.

His hair was covered with a braided style. His right ear was bleeding. Both hands dual wielding, katanas. Bruce breathed. Taking slow steps on.

Blood was in small pools of footprints and marked through the hallway of dead bodies. Bruce made a wide grin to it.

Smoke and choking. Constant horrid ruins and blasted and ruined remains. Human corpses were all around and scattered. Soldiers were dead.

Killed with no hesitation. Heavy rocker boot came down slamming hard onto the desk. Screaming and breathing heavily.

Bruce came to the light seeing the eyes of his target much closer.

Desk was filled with scratches and markings of knife stabbings. Bruce was smiling and breathing. Coughing into the face of this Royal Man named "Virgil".

Virgil shaking and peeing himself. Bruce coughed and turned away from him. Slowly walking around the interrogation room.

"HELLO SIR, COME TO EXPLAIN PLEASE MORE ABOUT THE- ELISABETH ONCE AGAIN"