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Barry and Sam arrived at what they, correctly, assumed to be the Daycrawler facility. It was a small structure, no bigger than the main room of the CCPD office. It was in the middle of another barren desert, with nothing else in sight.
"Must be underground," Barry offered. He knelt down and placed his hands on the sand beneath him. He began vibrating, loose grains jumping up and down as if dancing to an unheard rhythm. After a moment, Barry stood.
"Yep. There's a massive facility underneath all this sand here."
"Great," Sam replied. "Want me to make a map?"
"Only if you can be discreet about it. No giant infernos."
"That only happened because I was scanning an entire planet when I did it earlier. Watch." Sam sat just as he had before, with his hands on the ground beside him. Sam blinked and his eyes lit, his wings coming to life.
"Well, I guess the blue flame does protect your wings," Barry said.
"Yeah. I'd be dead if they didn't." Sam continued, pushing power into the ground. Blue flames moved about and around him, but not violently like before. They also ended about a meter away from him. After a few minutes of this, Sam stopped and hid his wings, standing.
"Here, this is all I could find." Sam held out his hand and summoned a 3D map of the complex. "This looks promising." Sam pointed to a large room near the bottom. It seemed to be as big as a few football fields.
"That must be where they're creating the army," Barry said.
"Yeah. I mean, it's not big enough to destroy the multiverse, but they probably have placed all around the globe with stashes bigger than this."
"Luckily, we don't have to worry about those." Barry approached the entrance of the building. "Ready?"
"Always," Sam responded. Barry approached the walls of the aboveground building and vibrated them. Inside, he found about 10 heavily armored guards, along with stationed turrets with auto-targeting capabilities. He relayed the info to Sam.
"Alright. You target the turrets, and I'll take care of the guards. I wanna test out my new toy." Sam responded with a smirk, lighting his eyes and wings. Barry chuckled and nodded.
"3, 2, 1... go," Barry said. They burst through the doors, ready to fight.
Barry immediately started taking down the turrets, allowing Sam to fight the guards. Sam looked down at his right hand, observing the symbol. He pushed power into it, causing it to glow. Sam took a stance he normally would with a longsword. As he did, blue flames poured out of the back of his hand, wrapping around it and extending into a sword. In a split second, Faithkeeper was fully formed.
The men fired their weapons, mostly aiming at Sam. Barry simply dodged them, while Sam extended a hand and created a floating shield of fire. As the bullets passed through it, they melted and formed a pool of melted metal on the ground in front of Sam.
At this point, Barry was done but wanted to see what Sam could do. As the guards were reloading, Sam swung the blade, forcing extra power into it. A burst of energy left the Faithkeeper, hitting some of the guards. They were immediately caught on fire, sending them to the floor in agony. The remaining guards drew their sidearms and began firing them. Sam teleported behind them with a blue flame trail. They looked around and eventually saw him. They didn't even have time to aim before Sam made another cut in the air, sending the rest of them flying into the opposite wall. All but one. The one remaining dropped his weapon and held his hands up.
"Please, please don't kill me!" He pleaded, dropping to his knees. Sam lowered the edge of the sword to the guard's chin and raised his head.
"Why?"
"What?"
"Why shouldn't I kill you? I mean, you are defending the place that is trying to destroy my home."
"Listen, I don't even know what I'm guarding! I was told to do this or my family would be killed. Please?!"
"Leave him be," Barry said, revealing himself. "He knows better than to signal the rest of the base."
"Sure you wanna risk it?"
"Yeah. Why not?"
"Fine." Sam removed his sword from the guard's neck. He knelt down to the guard and chopped off one of his arms. The guard screamed out in pain. Sam put the Faithkeeper back in its rune, covering the guard's mouth. Sam also placed a hand on the arm stub and healed it, the skin growing over the wound.
"Signal an alarm and I'll cut off the other one." Sam stood and met Barry. Barry had made his way to the back of the room where an elevator was waiting.
"Let's go," Barry said. They both stepped into the elevator and sent it down.
Barry reached up and vibrated his hand, using it as a saw to cut open a hole on the top of the elevator for the two to climb through. When they climbed up, Barry placed his hands on the elevator once again and vibrated them. The metal started to bend, eventually resulting in the hatch he created to look completely sealed. He left multiple weak points so it would be easy to just jump back through.
Eventually, they reached their destination. It was as far down as they could go without better clearance. Barry vibrated the elevator and found that two guards had stepped in, trying to figure out why it came down. Some of the vibrations spread into the hallway outside, revealing another guard keeping watch.
"I'll take the two in the elevator, you take the one outside," Barry whispered to Sam.
"Alright," Sam responded. Barry counted off on his fingers, then made his move.
Barry crashed through the weakened ceiling, landing on one of the guards. Sam jumped through after him, using the other guard as a springboard to get outside.
When Barry landed, he drove the knife into the side of the guard's neck. Barry stood, moving to the other guard that Sam jumped off of. The guard threw a punch but was too fast. He leaned to the right and watched the punch soar past him.
Barry grabbed the wrist in front of him and pulled the arm toward him while raising his knife. He plunged his blade into the upper arm of the guard. Barry then used his grip on the wrist along with his own strength and pulled the guard toward the knife. In doing so, Barry didn't even have to move the knife as it tore through arm muscle, a shoulder, and finally the neck.
Barry released his grip on the body and looked at the opening. Sam was leaning on the "doorframe" with a smug look on his face.
"What took you so long, 'Fastest Man Alive'? Was the 'Crimson Comet' not fast enough for the guards?" Sam said in a teasing voice.
"Shut up," Barry said, chuckling while walking past Sam. He chuckled as well. "What should we do with the bodies?"
"This." Sam tossed the third body into the elevator. He faced Barry and extended a finger gun to the bodies. "Boom." Sam said as his "pulled the trigger", causing the pile to be enveloped in a fire.
"Show-off."
"Shut up."
The duo continued on their way, Barry periodically vibrating the walls for signs of guards. Any that they came across were dealt with swiftly. Working their way down the complex, Barry and Sam readied themselves to take down the Nightwalkers.
Eventually, they reached the bottom of the complex. They walked out onto a catwalk overlooking the entire room. The room, by the way, was large as a single room could get. It was massive.
"Get rid of any enemies on the catwalk, so we have room to breathe," Sam said to Barry.
"Got it. Done."
"Where did you put them?"
"The Void."
"... I don't even want to know what that is. Let's keep moving." The two started walking along the catwalk, observing what was below them.
The room was filled with what they assumed to be the Nightwalkers. Each nightwalker was about 10 feet tall. They had arms that were so long they nearly reached their feet. Instead of hands, the Nightwalkers arms ended is points, as sharp as can be. They looked slightly transparent, yet were easily noticeable.
The room contained multiple "stories" with floors made of a glass-like material. This allowed for more Nightwalkers to fit into the room.
"Well." Barry started, looking at Sam, "As if we didn't already have enough nightmare fuel."
"Yeah. Do you see the control terminal?"
"I think that's it." Barry pointed to a large console on the bottom floor.
"Seriously? How do we do that?"
"I could try running down there."
"No, I don't wanna risk tipping them off. We don't know what they will react to. What if we walk down there?"
"How is that better?"
"We walk past them, but we don't let them touch us. It doesn't look like they have eyes."
"I guess. Let's go."
Barry grabbed Sam and ran them down to the top floor. across from them was a doorway that most likely went down. The pair started walking through the crowd.
As they passed, the Nightwalkers tilted their heads toward Barry and Sam, yet didn't attack. They made a deep rattling noise, echoing eerily throughout the room.
After a while, the two managed to make their way to the control terminal. Barry started going through everything.
"Alright." Barry started. "There's not a shutdown, but we should be able to overload the system."
"How?"
"One of the logs said that it will overload if it is told to create enough of the Nightwalkers. So..." Barry opened a command prompt and instructed the computer to print out 999999 per second. "Think that's enough?" Barry asked sarcastically.
"Yup. Now let's leave before-" Sam was cut off when he heard a loud screeching come from behind him. Both turned to see a Nightwalker running toward them, screeching.
Barry grabbed Sam and ran back to the elevator where they arrived. He ran straight through the elevator and ran up the shaft. They emerged into the surface building and stopped. The guard had run away, giving them peace.
"Ready to alert the Speed Force?" Barry asked Sam, pulling out the radio to be used signal that they were finished with the job.
"Yup. You think we'll be fighting?"
"Probably. They need all the help they can get. If there wasn't a time limit, we probably wouldn't have to."
"Yeah. Alright, let's do it." Sam responded. Barry nodded and pressed the transmit button.
"Wraith to Overseer. We did it. The Nightwalker production facility is shut down and is most likely about to blow up. If you're planning on sending in those forces, now's the time. Our coordinates are as follows. North 46 degrees 43 point 295 minutes, west 156 degrees 86 point 486 minutes. We'll be waiting." Barry released pressure on the button.
"Alright. When do you think they'll arrive?"
"Soon. They know that they're timed."
After about 10 minutes, Barry and Sam both felt a change in the air. They walked out of the building and into the desert. Expecting the Speed Force, they were confused when they heard a rattling. They two looked up.
A Nightwalker was standing 5 meters in front of them.
As soon as they noticed the creature, it began screeching. The same noise from the charging Nightwalker in the complex was being heard now. The Nightwalker bent down and lunged at Sam. It extended its arms toward him. Before Sam could move, it struck.
The Nightwalkers arms, ending in points, plunged themselves into Sam's shoulders, knocking him down to the ground. The creature hovered over Sam.
After a second, energy started flowing between the Nightwalker and Sam. The Nightwalker began to glow slightly, while Sam started to go pale.
Barry used all his energy and charged into the Nightwalker, sending them both tumbling to the side. Barry started striking with his blade, but nothing worked.
The Nightwalker threw Barry off of him and got up. Barry raced over to Sam.
"What are we supposed to do?" Barry asked.
"I have no idea."
Right as the Nightwalker was about to stab both of them, a loud boom was heard. The Nightwalker in front of them disintegrated, bursting into millions of tiny fragments. Barry and Sam looked at the source of the noise.
To their left was a man. A man that the two spoke with before they arrived on this planet. He was holding a large cannon with a tube connecting to a backpack of similar design.
"Just on time, Overseer," Barry said.
"Thank goodness your here," Sam added.
"Yeah. I see you guys got the job done."
"Yup," Barry confirmed. "We've been waiting for you to arrive. Will we be fighting?"
"Only in one battle. Let's take you guys to the base for the briefing."
"Let's go," Sam said.
The base was small. They captured a military refueling station and set up tents scattered along the grounds.
Barry and Sam were in a slightly larger tent than the rest, along with the Speed Force and a few other soldiers. One was wearing what the Overseer was wearing on the field. Some sort of cannon. There was a table in the center of the tent.
"Alright," the Overseer said, "Let's begin.
From our scans of the planet, there are 24 other bases containing Nightwalkers. These all contain many more Nightwalkers than Barry and Sam felt with. That's why we're ramping up our plan.
The first step is to send in two or so scouts to plot out a path from the start of the building to the Nightwalker chamber. They will also be clearing said path. This means disposing of any guards along the way. However, plotting the path comes first, so if killing a guard means getting spotted, then leave him be.
The next step will be the Assault Force. All of the bases have large enemy numbers, not counting the contained Nightwalkers. The Assault Force will battle the enemy, eliminating all but the Nightwalkers.
Then the last step. The Nightwalker Elimination Force, or N.E.F., will make their way to the bay with the Nightwalkers. From there, they will eliminate every last one. To-"
"Wait, wait, wait. How do you plan on killing them? We didn't even manage to scratch them." Barry said, gesturing between himself and Sam.
"That's where these things come in." The Overseer gestured to cannon and backpack on the table.
"These are what we call P.A.C.'s, or 'Pressurised Air Cannon. Each P.A.C. is comprised of a backpack and a cannon. The main difference between this and ones you find on earths is its backpack. The backpack contains a small fissure that connects it to the Matter world. This allows it to draw in endless amounts of air."
"And why would we need that?" Sam asked.
"Because, if the air is shot out at a high enough speed with enough force, it will be enough to be considered usual matter to the Nightwalkers. We are gonna defeat the Nightwalkers by allowing them to complete their goal. They're gonna cancel out matter, while also canceling out themselves."
"So you're telling me that we're eliminating the Nightwalkers by using glorified air dusters?" Barry asked, raising an eyebrow.
"Yes!" The Overseer responded, smirking. "Now, back to the plan.
That will go for most bases. There is one, however, that will require special attention. The base closest to the matter world has more defenses than ever thought possible. We aren't going to be using the steps. We're brute forcing it. The Assult Team and the N.E.F. will attack together. Barry, Sam, I want you two on that base. Any questions?"
"No sir." All the soldiers answered in unison.
"Alright. Dismissed." The soldiers left the tent, along with Barry and the Overseer. Sam, however, stayed.
"Overseer, wait," Sam called out. The Speed Force turned and smiled.
"Yes, Phoenix?"
"I do have a question, just one I wanted to ask alone."
"Sure. What is it?"
"When we first got here, I was confronted by someone."
"Who?"
"It's probably shocking, but... the Rising Star." The Overseer chuckled and nodded.
"I'm not that surprised. Continue."
"Oh, well, okay. Anyways, He said some things that caused me to lose my cool. I attacked him with everything, dashing through the air, slamming into him with everything I had. Eventually, I went as high up as I could and flew down, slamming into him and driving him into the ground. You should have seen the crater I created.
It turned out it actually wasn't him, just some puppet he was using. However, when the smoke from the impact cleared, I was holding something. Here." Sam raised his hand and turned the back of it to the Overseer. He did the same thing he did before, pushing power to the symbol hidden by a glove. Even through the glove, the symbol was still clearly visible.
The Overseer's eyes widened and he started grinning. Sam outstretched his hand, the back of it facing the sky. He clenched his hand and opened it. Once he did, the Faithkeeper appeared.
"You... you did it! You got your Excalibur!"
"What's that?"
"Think of it as the manifestation of your soul in the form of a weapon. When a Fire Angel's power level is high enough, an emotion extreme enough will give their soul the ability to be manifested in the form of a weapon. What's its name?"
"Faithkeeper, Last Hope of Lost Worlds."
"See? It fits your mission. Now, there is a way to unlock another Soul Item, but that's for another time."
"Wow. Cool."
"You deserve it, Sam. Wield it well."
"I will."