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Season Three Episode Ten: "The Telemarketing Call of Cthulu" Chapter Five
Elizabeth Hale was growing frantic. She rushed to her husband's side. "Cornelia isn't answering. I've called her twenty times, it just keeps going to voicemail. Harold what if she changed her plans? What if she's in the middle of that?" she pointed to the tornado coverage on the TV.
Harold wrapped his arms around her. "Relax hon. Cornelia's smarter and more capable than we sometimes give her credit for. I'm sure she's okay."
"But why won't she answer?"
"I don't know. Listen, she's with Caleb right? Don't you have his cell number?"
"Of course!" she shouted, and pulled it from contacts…
Cthulu was growing angry. This piddly little human just wouldn't stop. It swatted and roared, yet still she came, blasting away at it with little pinprick stings of energy. This girl was clearly less potent than the one who had beaten it so long ago, yet her determination was the same. It was time to put a stop to this irritant and move on to bigger and more important goals.
Elsewhere, Cornelia, Irma, Taranee, and Hay Lin were doing all they could to remove the lightning rods from the skyscrapers in town. It was quick work, measured on a rod by rod basis, but there were so many of them. "Are you guys sure you don't need me helping with that part?" Elyon asked.
"No, please stay with Will in case she needs back up or a quick rescue."
"Alright." As she returned her attention to Will, Elyon saw an enormous tendril streaking towards her friend. She dove in quickly, and cut loose with a blinding flash of light. Unable to see, Cthulu missed its target.
"Thanks El." Will said, then continued working.
When Caleb's phone rang, he knew who it would be before he even answered. "Hello? Oh hi Mrs. Hale. No, we're at the zoo right now." he lied.
"Oh thank God. Caleb, let me talk to her for a minute."
"Uh, she's actually in the ladies' room right now ma'am. Can I have her call you back?"
"No, I'll wait. Even she won't stay in there too long in a public place."
Caleb tried to think of a new excuse, when suddenly the line went dead. A man standing nearby saw Caleb's reaction and checked his own phone. "Mine too. Tornado must've destroyed the tower."
"Heh. Saved by the big ugly monster." Caleb thought.
As the negative charge built ever stronger, and the number of lightning rods fell, bolts began striking ever closer to the old one. Many of them arced right for it, only to veer away to a taller building at the last second. "We're close." Taranee thought to the other Guardians. "Just a little more."
"I don't think I've got a little more Taranee." Will answered.
Elyon said, "She's right. I'm holding her up now, she's exhausted."
Suddenly, a brilliant stream of current split the sky. Arcing down from the clouds, it looked like it would smash into Heatherfield's tallest building. Instead, it changed course and came to ground directly atop Cthulu's head. The ancient abomination roared in pain and anger as the electrical current pulsed throughout it's body. And then it began to melt.
The Guardians cheered as the terrible creature began to vanish. All but Irma, who was too busy laughing. "What's so funny?" Cornelia asked.
"Don't you see what this means?" Irma said, "Martin Tubbs saves the universe. I like the sound of that."
"Me too Irma." Will weakly replied. "That's cool."
Hay Lin said, "I'll fly up and let the regents know they can stop the glamour."
Moments later, the people of Heatherfield witnessed the funnel rise up into the storm clouds. The storm itself would need to run it's course but the real threat was ended. From everywhere around, aid and supplies began to stream in for rebuilding.
Also all across the city, folds opened to collect Neera's soldiers. Their job was complete, and each hoped that it was the scanner he carried which had absorbed the last vital piece of data. Final consolidation would take around an hour though. Until then, they wouldn't even know if they had gotten it all.
Fortunately, only one cell tower was destroyed, so communications were rapidly reestablished. Will called Susan and let her know it was safe to return home. The relieved mother ran to her car, leaving a baffled Theresa Cook with no idea why she had even been called.
After hearing from Caleb, Cornelia called her mother back as well. Elizabeth was so happy to hear her daughter's voice she forgot her tentative plans to ground her for not answering her phone.
Heatherfield's harbor area was devastated. Damage estimates ranged into the billions of dollars, but at least it was an industrial center as opposed to residential or commercial areas. Tornado experts swarmed to the site, only to become confused by the unusual nature of the damage. There would be arguments in the literature for decades.
Susan rushed into the apartment to find all the teens already there. Will was sound asleep in the big recliner. She ran over and knelt down beside her daughter. "Is she okay?"
"She's fine Mrs. V." Irma said. "She just took the brunt of the work on this one, electricity was the only way to hurt it."
"Let her sleep through the night. She'll be fine." Matt advised.
"Right… It is gone right? For good?"
Taranee said, "Oh yeah. There's nothing left but some melted slime."
Varthan. Neera and Garix waited as Aljax anxiously checked the final results. "Well, my servant?" Neera asked.
Aljax was upset. For the first time in weeks he feared the Queen might kill him over bad news. "I'm sorry my Queen. Data Acquisition is at… ninety-nine percent."
"What?" Garix roared. "You missed it again Aljax!"
Neera struck Garix across the chest, sending him flying across the throne room. "You are so often a fool my son." she said. "Aljax' plan has been the most successful to date. So what if it didn't quite succeed? We are still within sight now. The last percentage point can be obtained with ease."
Garix bowed low. "Yes Mother. Forgive me." he said. But what he thought was, "This calls for bold action. I will obtain the remaining data. And I will obtain it now…"