A Lewd Cultivator in Brockton Bay 23: Here It Comes (Patreon)

A Lewd Cultivator in Brockton Bay
Chapter 23: Here It Comes

-VB-

“All good things come to an end sooner or later.”

When I saw the clouds gather scarily fast on May 11th, 2011, I knew that my utopia had come to an end.

When it began to rain, I went back inside and began putting on my armor.

Amy, who was here on a rare day off, looked at me in surprise. “Alan, you’re going to patrol?” she asked me. I rarely patrolled. The idea of me patrolling was foreign as I would rather spend time with her indoors then by my lonesome outdoors.

“Something doesn’t feel right,” I lied. I didn’t like lying to her, but it would be better than the possible chance of my “precognitive” abilities being leaked. I promised to protect her as her husband, but there was a reason why I had her promise and work on martial arts as well; the world was vast and unknowable in all, and to be complacent in the face of it was to bring about my own downfall.

When the sky began to rain, I knew for certain that today was the day.

Was it irony working against me? The moment I finished putting my powered armor on…

WRRRAAANNNNGGGGG

Amy jolted in place, but she didn’t react like the civilians who’d been walking outside on the road.

WRRRAAANNNNGGGGG

Her face paled a little.

WRRAAANNNNGGGGG

Her face paled a little more.

WRRRAAANNNNGGGGG

At this point, she was paler than a page of printing paper.

“Endbringer… here?” she whispered hoarsely.

I grunted as I pulled myself off of the equipment rack. “You need to leave Brockton Bay, now.”

She whirled towards me. “What? I’m a -!”

“You’re pregnant.”

She froze. She was nearly two months pregnant.

The young woman before me - my wife - struggled. "You're making me send you out by yourself!" she screamed with tears in her eyes.

"I'm sorry," I replied earnestly. "I will come back."

She quickly pulled out her phone and called someone.

"Vicky? Vicky! I know, I know. Alan… i'm not going. I need to leave the city." … "Because I'm pregnant." Silence. "No, I can go with dad or mom or someone else. I need you to be with Alan. Keep him safe for me. What? No! Go with him-! … okay. Okay. Thank you." She put the phone back in her pocket and glared at me. "Vicky is coming for me. We'll leave the city and come back after. You promised to return. Okay?"

"I promise."

Our kiss was passionate, brief, and desperate.

She quickly left to grab a few essentials to pack while I turned towards the Rig and jumped away.

As I made my way, I got a call. I patched it through to my powered armor's helmet, and then answered.

"[Alan!]" It was Carol.

"Carol," I grunted as I landed. "Amy is not coming to the fight. She is pregnant."

Whatever she was about to say didnct come out. Then she spoke up.

"[I know. Are you fighting?]"

"I am."

"[Don't you dare fight Leviathan.]"

And then she hung up.

I snorted. Even Carol could be a proper mother in a situation like this.

But I knew that she was right. As powerful I had become compared to my past, I was nowhere near tough enough to withstand a single sandbagging attack from any of the Endbringers. I knew that the best I could do, even with my powered armor, was act as a search and rescue operative.

Two minutes of constant high jumping that cleared small houses with ease got me to the PRT ENE headquarters. There were people all over, teying to flee the city. Cars got jammed in traffic and there were even more trying to get to whatever Endbringer shelters were available in the city.

I ignored it all and walked up to one of the PRT officers on-site. "PRT calls me Rabbit. I'm here to help."

"They're meeting at the rooftop. Take the elevator in the lobby, press RT, and then code in 1334."

"Thank you."

When I got on the rooftop, there were already some capes here. And then more capes arrived with the help of a blue caped cape. He had to be Strider.

"Rabbit."

I turned and saw Dauntless. "Hello, Dauntless."

He extended a hand and I shook it.

"Glad to see you here. And Panacea..?"

"Pregnant. She won't be joining," I stated bluntly.

He looked surprised. "But if she doesn't-"

"Respect our decision, Dauntless," I snapped as I pulled away.

I saw his jaw work around over some words before he sighed and nodded. "Understood. Still glad to see a strong Brute like you here." He walked aeay after that.

There was a burst of green laser… And then I realized that it wasn't laser so much as concentrated and directed light coming down from the sky.

It labded on one of the raised platforms, the he'll pad, and turned into a man.

Legend.

Everyone paused to stare at one of the Triumvirate and arguably the best Breaker/Blaster this continent had to offer.

There was a sonic boom, and a black and gray blur landed next to him gently despite the rush of wind and speed it had come with.

Alexandria.

Something like a portal opened up. Through this new portal, a stream of capes rushed onto the rooftop, and the very last person to do so also closed the door behind him. Dressed in a flowing green cape and hood, he was the help everyone wanted.

Eidolon.

But when I looked at him, I only saw the cause of the Endbringers. I only saw the cause behind even the momentary divide Amy and I had.

No one else knew it, though, and I was too weak to do anything about it. No evidence, no idea, and, oddly enough, no willingness.

Endbringers would, after all, fight against Scion on that day in the future. Stopping Endbringers from rising up meant that Amy would indirectly see her chance of dying increase that day.

I would not let that happen.

So even though I could privately prove to Eidolon and Cauldron, I did just as they did.

I let something terrible continue for the sake of someone else.

I would gladly see a continent drown in blood if it meant Amy would be fine.

I snorted as I waited for the speech. 'Some hero I am. After promising Amy to be a hero, I act in truth like a villain.'

I closed my eyes to appreciate the last few moments of peace.