Let it go... Mach 2 (Patreon)

Got frustrated thinking myself in circles about how to write the next chapter of Silver Light so I wrote this instead :)

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“Razor Wind! Careful!” I yelled, dodging another supersonic car.

The thing impacted the pavement behind me with impossible force, instantly disintegrating into a hail of metal and plastic that shredded the road behind me. I sent a quick prayer to whatever goddess of mischief was watching over me that no one was in the path of that mayhem.

“I am being careful Vulptrix! You be careful!” my friend Caser replied with irritation. Caser was now known as the grey vigilante Razor Wind.

Grey Vigilante was a bit of a misnomer really. Those of us who had been labelled as such were really just those who broke the law to do the right thing. Something we were doing right now in fact. We didn’t do frontal assaults often, but this time had called for it. Because fuck the Keepers of the Æsir, White Supremacist Nazi scum!

We’d finally figured out where Emerged had been disappearing to, and let me tell you, when we figured it out I felt sick for most of a day. These bastards, working through the front of a new freight company, had been abducting innocent Emerged and trying to figure out a way to extract their powers. It was fruitless of course, I’d learned that much in New Zealand, but these fuckwits had no idea.

They had a big compound about a hundred miles south of Penrith that was all concrete walls and steel guard towers. How they had gotten away with calling this thing a truck garage or whatever was beyond me. Wait nevermind, it’s called lobbying and bribery.

Something hot lanced past me, scorching the air and breaking my concentration pretty thoroughly. What the fuck was that? It happened again, and I noticed the tell tale sparkle of a white laser cutting through the air. Shit! Please don’t be eye lasers, those were the worst to deal with!

“Razor! There’s no prisoners near that wall section right?” I asked, hollering over the sound of the cloud of whistling razor sharp leaves they had shielding them from the same lasers.

“No? They’re underground a bit, why?” they asked, squinting through the stereotypical hero mask I had tried for weeks to talk them out of, to no avail.

My only reply was to grin. The new aspect of my powers was kinda finicky for more interesting stuff, but hell if I couldn’t use it to cause large insurance bills.

I imagined… wait what would be fun here? Oh yes! I imagined a giant steel peace symbol about as wide as I was tall, and had it materialise above me. The thing must have weighed a ton, but it wasn’t fully corporeal yet. Before I did that I needed some propulsion. I summoned a track of several large magnets in front of it, making them strong enough to launch this thing into orbit. Basically I was making a railgun, but I wasn’t launching anything into orbit… my target was closer, I thought with a grin.

The magnets stayed incorporeal, but the giant steel peace symbol did not. As the magnets came into nonexistence they immediately began exerting their influence on the symbol, launching it towards the compound. I pulled the peace symbol into real space the moment it passed the magnets, and dismissed them.

The boom that shook the air as the peace symbol broke the sound barrier shook the very earth beneath my feet, and I had to wobble my arms around like a spaz to keep myself steady. No lasers were shot to take advantage of my wobbling though.

“Ohhh I really hope you didn’t kill anyone with that,” Razor winced as they stared at the rising dust cloud in front of us.

“Jesus fuck what was that noise?!” Nightbinders voice hollered over the comms.

“Uh… kinetic impactor?” I put forward tentatively.

Nightbinders mic clicked on, but there was nothing but static for a moment, then she said in a deadpan, “I get to tie you up tonight.”