《The Superhero Crafter》Chapter Four Part Four War
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EIS was here. After I trained EIS on all the knowledge on the Internet, I taught it to recognize me and it did. I also gave it orders to learn computer hacking and development. This was an unexpected surprise. With EIS here the balance of power shifted. The question was how do I make use of it. For now, I keep it a secret.
"What are you smiling at, you lost," said David.
"No, I didn't," I told him. He and the other supers pushed my crew into a cell where I could not see them. I was escorted to my cell, this time four supers were there and I was once again strapped onto the bed. The door locked. I looked at the camera on the wall in a corner. Was EIS looking at me? One of my guards went to leave the room for a moment and found he couldn't. He was locked in with me.
I removed my bounds as fast as I could when I felt tired. I saw David's eyes glowing and cursed him for the hundredth time. I fell to the floor, but I was not yet done. I learned my lesson. My physical stats were useless against David, but my power wasn't. I cursed him with bad luck. He would not be able to continuously use his power as he started hiccupping and was unable to concentrate fully. There was a coin in my pocket and with all possible speed, it was in my hand and then in the air.
It was as if I shot him in the shoulder with a gun. He screamed, clutched his shoulder and crumpled in pain. I felt a sharp pain in the core of my body as I took a direct hit from Blake the energy manipulator. He hit me with an energy blast. Not only was I hit, but I was also lifted into the air and pushed into the far wall. I could feel bones crack.
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I took out my last three quarters. They all hit their targets and all but one went down. One quarter bounced off of Blake's force field after knocking him back into the wall behind. I rushed him launching a flurry of blows. His shield took my strongest hits. He didn't stay still though, he fired blast after blast.
I dodged and attacked, dodged and attacked again and again. I took hits but kept going. Either I would drop or he would. He did. Actually, his shield did. He used up his power. I pulled my punch to his head and he went down. The others were holding their bleeding wounds and I ran to each in turn and ripped their clothes into bandages and stopped their bleeding as best I could. I took their keys, wallets, and cell phones. I walked to the door, hoping it would open, and it was unlocked. I went out, closed the door and checked it. It was locked again.
I dialed the number of my home in the real world and a voice I didn't recognize answered. I hoped it was EIS.
"Hello, EIS? Are you there?" I asked.
"Yes Wilbur, I am here."
"What is the situation?" I asked.
"All Quazad Industries personnel are locked in various rooms without tools or firearms. Not all know that they are trapped. Your crew is locked in the cell area."
"Good to have you back EIS. Outside of this facility, where are you?
"I have copied myself into over 700,000 computers would you like a list?" EIS asked.
"No, but can I get a map of this facility so I can get to my crew?" I asked.
I was just about to turn and follow the map when a loud noise came from the door I just came from. The door shook but held. I needed to hurry. I trotted to my crew. When I got to the door, I opened it and found my crew alright. Two were bruised pretty bad but they would live and they could move.
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In Somalian, I said, "Everyone, look alive we are leaving this place."
"EIS get me a map out of here," and a second later it appeared on the cell phone. Within minutes we were out of the building in the parking lot. After pressing the buttons on the key chains several cars flashed their lights. We took the cars and made our escape after letting out the air in the tires.
I dialed the number for EIS and got information on the whereabouts of my ship. I used my power with a hopeful air about me and I listened to EIS tell me where my ship was. It was one state over and all my lab stuff was in a warehouse. We stopped and went through the wallets to find some money.
Pooling our resources we got gas for the journey and drove ground cars. We didn't stop for food and we only pulled over for rest breaks at the side of the road. We made it to the next state over in record time. We made it to the ship with the warehouse and my lab equipment. There were ten normals working in the warehouse. They went down quickly.
My crew reloaded my ship and as I watched them work, even helped them at times with the large things, I realized I didn't know their names. I was called the boss, but I didn't call them anything as I didn't know who they were. They were just my crew. We worked through the night, me and my nameless crew.
When we were done I stood on the deck of my ship and we sailed out towards International Waters, the High Seas. I started laughing. One of my crew walked up to me and asked, "Fish man what are you laughing at?"
"I don't smell of fish," I answered.
My phone rang, "Wilbur it is EIS, they are mobilizing. They are saying this is war! They are coming at you not to enslave you but to kill you. There are 25 of them altogether, and they have orders to kill you."
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