The following is set post Prince of Pawns
Champions tower
Brown eyes, oversized and slightly murky. Edward windsor stared at his reflection closely. Watching his pupil move fom left to right and up and down looking for a hint, a glimmer of something unnatural lurking within. He's body still felt irritable like he had a rash under his skin hiding just out of sight. The prince's mind never straying far from the idea something wasnt right. Had it been to long since he was in complete control? had he forgotten how it felt?, was what he saw actual reality. Sitting in his room the champion looked at the laser grid system covering his door, the cell he currently residedin had some of his home comforts in but he was very much aware that it was just a fancy prision. The champions mind wandered was he right to insist on this self imposed inprisonment or was his time to dwell in the relm of his own thoughts just doing him more harm than good. BEEP" laser grid deactivated " the door opened and in walked War Killer flanked by both Talon and Overkill. "Edward we think you could use some light duties, build you back the field work when your ready. We have intellgence that we think would be right up your street, what do you think ?." Edward smilled at his teammates " How light we talking ?, i'am not taking the chance that i lose control in a grouded area not again." The three champions looked upon Edward with kind eyes , which made him feel all the worse for what he had done, War Killer responded "Simple Recon, check it out. Access the threat then come back" Edwrad thought for a minute should he continue sitting here doubting his contorl or should he comit a potentially dangerous test. " Its in a safe area ?, close to HQ incase i need to get back here?.""yes edward it is, heres the file. Will give you ten minutes to make up your mind then you can come to the meeting room to continue or the lasers will rearm its up to you."
10 minutes pass
Edwrad walks into the meeting room pulling his amrour up over his shoulders and he sits in his usual chair staing at the recently reset wall and window at the head of the table, a flash in his mind the memory of dust and shattered glass. Shaking his head he refocuses "Eddy this is what we would like you to locate , a green projected image appears hovering above the desk. Its called the dimensional viewer, as you can see it has a simular apperance to that of a screen or large slightly curved mirror. Intel suggests it has been recenty stolen from the mystical and dangerous items locker that the United states government has in Alaska. If its here in champions city we need to locate it and return it before it falls into the wrong hands. " the prince of power nodds "Ok iam on it , will check it out and be back asap." Standing up slowly he turns towadrs the door and guns it full tilt to the docks. A few seconds later the pricne of pwoer locked over the rooftop of Pier 17. The building was defiently showing activity and not the usual kind. Looking closly Eddy spotted a window open on the top floor an easy drop from the roof. Climbing down and in the window the prince of power stopped for a second. "The buyer is on his way the transaction will go ahead as planned , he gets the box from alaska we get cold hard cash. You packing ? this dude has a bad rep and if it kicks off we have to be ready." a second lumbering guard replies "Please 10 in the clip one in the chamber you knows how i roll." peeping round the corner the prince of power slowly follwed the two guards down the hall and into a large open area with a table and a couple floodlights.
"Bingo" Edwrad spots his target 90 yards form his position tops , a short dash and he could have it in his hands and be out of this place before they realise whats happened. The idea crossed his mind more than once, " just take the dam thing." The sound of an engine disturbed the lingering thought, the doors opened and out stepped what appeared to be amn judging from the silohette though wirldy only "the buyers" chin was the only thing meeting the spot lights from Edwards view. "Fuck it , it has to be now the others dont have time to get here, well maybe Paragon and overkill but iam already here i can do this 1...2...3... go" Bursting from his vantage point the prince of power speeds towards the table, grabs hold of the viewer firmly flips over the rest of the table lands back on his feet and dashes out the closing garage door sliding under it as it closes. Pulling himself back to his feet he heers the sound of gun fire in the room he just escaped from. " shit , that was my fault. suppose that this could of caused far greater problems" pulling the viwer up to his eyeline the chmapion stared into it.
AGGGHH the champions mind floods with images of worlds , people, destruction flashes of great evil. His scream of pain is broken by the sound of shattering. COming back to his sences Edward looks at his hands ,empty. Before he could move or even utter a single syllable he feels a great weight upon his shoulders. Trying to resist as best he can he starts to crummple into the floor and it starts to swallow him up. "What the hell is going on!" blanketed in black and stil lfalling the champion sudenly feels a jolt and the familur and solid feeling of the ground. Pulling himself up he looks around himself once more. The champion hears a buzz looking up above him he spots a sign Pier 17 Bar Edward slaps himself hard across the face " Dam it must be real, this wasnt just here". The champion starts to step foward and as he does so he feels a weight fall upon his shoulders and boruning off in to the alley behind him " Are you ok ? sorry iam stronger than i look"
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