Chapter 13

Plymouth.
Breck Road

A Street that had seen such action but an hour ago, now desolate. Not one sole dared tread on the paving that had seen such mysterious happenings. But Chaos was to return that night. Out of nowhere, an unpredicted storm blew over the sleepy city. The winds picked up. Rain lashed down, and lightning cracked the ground itself. The wind blew dust around the makeshift war zone, as David and Samson led the team down to the scene where their companions had fallen.

"Everyone keep on your guard, I'm not losing anyone else tonight," David instructed.

M however, was about to reveal the mystery that had brought them here very quickly. "Look over there!" She cried. David turned, and saw a boy, lying on the ground, static. Everyone ran over to see what had happened. Only David knew who it was.

"Pete?" He said remorsefully. The boy looked to be dead. but as David spoke, his eyes opened to see the face behind the voice.

"Are...you...David?" he wheezed. David nodded apathetically.

"I'm so sorry, I'm sorry for what Morgormir did to you" he said to the injured mutant.

"So am I," He replied softly "I've killed your team!"

"No you haven't, there's still a chance!" David's pleaded

"If i'd have know they were fighting for you, i would have joined instantly, and if i survive, i promise to fight for you." Pete sighed, "I am almost too weak to keep myself afloat, but I must tell you one last thing,"

"Go on," M answered for David.

" Look for the city of golden lights David, they are doing the same as you; your team is not alone against Althea. Look for them, as they are looking for you."

"The city of golden lights," David puzzled, "What is that?"

"An ancient city, that lived in the sky!" Pete recalled, "It was destroyed in a war against Althea's mutants, but one ship from it's port survived. 3 crew members with special gifts you don't posses will aid you when you find them, You're legacy was know by them from the second you drank that vile that transformed you. Another war is coming, not just between two cities, but between mutants, and humans. Be prepared, find the crew, and fight for a cause worth fighting for."

And with that, Pete followed Siobhan, Jason and Fi, and sank into the new world.

"No, David cried, as Pete sunk out of his reach, and the ground solidified again.

"What now?" asked M.

"If the city want's to find us, they will in time. Right now all i want to do is save my team," David "We head back to London tonight!"

Beneath the ground, and through the brown haze, Pete fell to the floor of a base that had remained hidden for so long. It's dungeons had long been filled by his prisoners, and then his carcass's, but now they were out of use, as he became one of only 4 prisoners left. He was grabbed, stripped of his uniform, and chained hands and feet to a pole. Around him were Jason, Fi and Siobhan, who was still unconscious.

However, there was another, as she stood before him.

"Are you...?" Pete stuttered. The woman nodded, her body from the hip down was replaced by a blue gas. As she floated towards him, he heard her hiss,

"I...Am...Althea!"