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Season Three Episode Ten: "The Telemarketing Call of Cthulu" Chapter Three
On it's first good look at the human city, the old one was surprised. Clearly these creatures had managed to grow and advance much further and faster than it would have thought. They probably believed themselves the masters of their planet with capabilities like this. They would soon learn otherwise.
Advancing on the city, Cthulu became aware of a power enveloping it. Someone or something was spinning an illusion. But to what purpose? Before it could think to simply dispel the glamour, it caught sight of the unexpected: Before it, directly in its path, hovered six human females. They were dressed just like the one, so long ago, that had won a battle with the ancient one.
"This time I am the victor." it thought. "This time humanity serves or dies." Shrugging off the last bit of sleepiness, Cthulu surged to the attack…
Close enough now to see through the glamour, the Guardians were horrified at how hideous their opponent was up close. "Seriously, this guy needs some more beauty sleep. Several aeons clearly wasn't enough." Cornelia quipped.
"Forget the beauty sleep." Irma said. "Anyone got Godzilla's cell number?"
Taranee said, "Who needs Godzilla? I've got your heat right here. Fire!" Taranee's flame burst struck Cthulu dead-on, but did no damage. In fact, the giant didn't even seem to notice.
"That's… Not good." Hay Lin said.
"Will, remember what the Oracle told us! You might be the only one that can hurt it!" Elyon shouted.
"Here goes nothing." Will thought. "Quintessence!" Powerful bolts of electricity surged from her hands, arced across the gap, and struck Cthulu on the head. Unlike Taranee's attack, this one was noticed. The great old one lashed out, lightning quick, and struck all six Guardians with it's tentacles. They flew away from the point of impact and struck nearby buildings.
Taranee thought to the others, "At least we know it works on him."
Will held the back of her head, where she had hit a wall. "Yeah, but not well enough. All I did was annoy him, and that was full power. Now what?"
In the city streets below, crowds of civilians fled the apparent tornado, some running away and others ducking down into the subway. News channels broadcast from mobile units, warning people to stay away. As Cthulu advanced, it began striking tall buildings. Glass, stone, and steel fell to the ground where they would be interpreted as storm damage.
The Cook family, driving to a meeting with Susan Vandom in the suburbs, was listening in terror to the reports. "Lionel, we've got to turn back!" Theresa said. "Taranee's still back in the city!"
"I'll turn back as soon as I find a place to do so. Meanwhile you call Susan. Tell her why we can't make it."
Susan answered her phone on the first ring. "Hello? Oh hi Theresa, I… No! No don't turn back! Taranee's safe, she's with Will. I heard from them not two minutes ago. Yeah, they're nowhere near it. Okay, see you in a few minutes then."
Real rain began to fall from the clouds overhead. Matt looked up. "What the? The clouds are just a glamour illusion."
"Not anymore kid." Napoleon answered. "Ever since the world's biggest calamari showed up, real storms have been brewing." Lightning began to flash from cloud to cloud.
"Great. That's just gonna make it even harder on the Guardians."
"Have some faith Matt. Things'll work out."
"I'm glad you're so confident. I-" Matt was interrupted by his ringing phone.
Cornelia dove for the ground. Struck the hard concrete sidewalk with a shout of "Earth!" Huge roots and vines swarmed out of the ground, wrapping about Cthulu's clawed feet. It didn't even pay this any mind, effortlessly snapping them and continuing on it's way. "No go." she thought at the other girls. "Irma, Hay Lin, you're up."
Irma focused her powers downward, drawing an enormous globe of water out of the harbor. She caused it to envelope Cthulu, and lifted both water and monster off the ground. Hay Lin whipped up a miniature cyclone, drawing extremely cold air from the highest parts of the atmosphere, and aiming them squarely at the water ball. It froze in seconds. Irma started to say, "Wasn't so hard." but didn't even get out the first word before the ice ruptured and shattered. Cthulu fell back to the ground and continued on it's way.
Elyon attempted to attack the beast with her own powers. Highly focused pulses of light energy, thrown at the old one's head. Cthulu was momentarily distracted, but unharmed. Taranee tried another fire-based attack, attempting to melt the ground beneath Cthulu and trap it in place. Once again the maneuver was shrugged off as if it were nothing.
Together, the Guardians watched in horror as the monstrosity gave it's full attention to a thirty story building, demolishing it in moments. Lightning began to flash from the clouds toward the ground. Each bolt was drawn to lightning rods atop the skyscrapers. "Lightning." Taranee thought towards Will. "That's what the Oracle said beat this guy last time."
"I'm not strong enough Taranee." Will answered. "Those bolts earlier were the best I could muster. All it did was sting him a little."
All across the city, agents of Neera watched the battle. Of course, they didn't see the truth, just the illusory tornado. It didn't matter. Glamour or no, the portable scanners were collecting data nicely. The Dark Queen would be pleased.
"C'mon Matt, answer your phone." Miranda murmured after the tenth ring. Moments later he did.
"This had better not be a sales pitch, I'm kind of busy." he said.
"It's not. Martin and I are both here, but we can't tell what's really going on."
"What's going on is bad news. Nothing is harming this thing. Even Will's lightning attacks aren't doing much, and I guess that's supposed to be it's weakness."
Martin exclaimed, "Lightning… electricity… Miranda, call Irma! I may have an idea!" Miranda hung up and dialed in Irma's number…
Outside the immediate danger zone, Yan Lin sat at a rest stop bench peeling an orange. "Mother, why are we here?" her son demanded.
"Why not be here? Seriously, you ask some strange questions my son."
"We have a business to run. And why isn't Hay Lin with us? This isn't like you at all mother, dropping everything to run to someplace in the middle of nowhere."
Before Yan Lin could answer, Joan Lin ran over from their car. "I just heard on the news! There's a huge tornado in the center of Heatherfield, at least one tall building has been totally destroyed, who knows how much more damage besides!"
"Hay Lin! She's still in the city!"
"Be calm my son. Hay Lin is fine, and so are we."
"How can you be so sure? How can you know she's okay?"
"I know, my son."
"Well… How long do you plan to stay here then?"
"I'll let you know."