The Legacy of Atlantis - The Awakening of Evil

Magic.

Is it real? Is it a myth? There are people all over who will argue both cases. Some people will even tell you that magic is science we are unable to comprehend. At the end of the day, it doesn't matter what other people tell you. All that matters is what I tell you right now.

I come from a world thought long gone by you and your people. It's better that way. For hundreds of years, the planet of New Atlantis has prospered in peace and, well...prosperity. That all changed when I ventured into a whole new world of forces that were beyond both my control and understanding, and now chaos lurks around every corner.

Believe it or not, I'm the only one who can stop it.

My name is Jason Wolf and in order for me to succeed, I need you to believe in the impossible. Trust me when I say that the fate of both our worlds hang in the balance.

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13. The Control Dome

 

The planet of New Atlantis, several thousand feet beneath the Odysseun Ocean

1st August 2017

Time Unknown…

 

The Odysseun Ocean was the largest, most infested and deepest body of water on the planet of New Atlantis, reaching depths of up to 40,000 feet. At sitting right at the bottom on the seabed was Base 21. A colossal underwater fortress made of thick, reinforced metal imbued with layers of enchantments to ensure its continued survival, Base 21 was an ex-government research facility that had been abandoned years before.

 

It was here that the six teenage hostages had been taken pending their kidnapping, and now they attempted to navigate the various networks of catacomb-like tunnels and passageways.

 

The Control Dome was the nucleus of Base 21, a control room from where the fortress was run, maintained and watched. Excluding the countless enchantments and heavy-duty electronic security, the Control Room could be bombarded with several hundred missiles, a storm of heavy bullet fire, tons of water pressure and even a nuclear explosion without even penetrating the hull.

 

Not that many torpedoes or missiles were likely to come flying at the Base, but it also offered maximum protection against several variations of Sea Serpent, Giant Squids, Hydras and Hippokampoi, which were fish-horse hybrids that never sounded dangerous, but were extremely violent.

 

The Control Dome was a large, spacious, dome-shaped room with a ceiling about forty feet off the ground and extra thick metal panelling the walls for additional protection. Floodlights ran around the room, illuminating it brightly, and the only two doors were at opposite ends of the dome.

One of these doors was heavy-duty. It was a circular panel of metal, about seven-inches thick, that could only be released via the seven-digit code. The second door was at the top of a short flight of stairs on the other side of the dome that led to another passageway of the base.

Behind the flight of stairs was a small working area with a glass, cubic, testing chamber sitting on a wide, marble platform. Several wires and cables ran from the back of the platform to a power supply, which was underneath a large desk a few paces away.

 

In the very centre of the dome was a bank of video screens and several different keyboards linked together to create a console.

 

Seventeen-year-old Ami Kessler, Base 21's technological consultant, was the only one of the Base's operators with the know-how to operate this console to it's fullest, being the one who developed it. Ami wore a spotless, white lab coat over a skin-tight, black suit that closely resembled Kevlar.

Her light brown hair was tied up in a ponytail to keep it out of her face and somehow she was managing to keep an eye on several of the screens suspended above the console and manipulate the controls at the same time.

 

For someone who knew the console like the back of her hand, this would've been easy to do except for the fact that the control room was blaring with a head-splitting klaxon alarm. The Detention Sector had been breached, that much Ami knew, and Adam had already been dispatched to handle the threat, though he didn't seem to be having much luck.

 

The door at the top of the stairs opened and Ami's colleague and Uncle, Floyd, stepped into the Dome, followed by the base's two other operatives - Holly Crenshaw and Mike Rushcroft.

Floyd was clean-shaven with a serious face that Ami had rarely seen smile, while Holly and Mike both wore reasonably cheerful expressions. Or at least they did until they entered the Control Dome and caught wind of the blaring alarms and chaos.

 

"Ami, what's going on?!" Floyd barked at her.

 

"The Detention Sector's been breached," Ami shouted back, without looking over her shoulder. "The subjects are making their way to the Control Dome!"

 

 

"Where's Adam?" Holly shouted, striding toward the control panel.

 

"He's already been deployed," Kessler explained.

 

"So what's the problem?"

 

"They've separated," Ami winced. "Adam's occupied with Wolf and Romanoff, and the rest are on their way toward us. If I had to take a guess, I’d say that the second Romanoff boy is using his telepathy to track us down. Hold on, let me disable this alarm."

 

Seconds later, the alarm was cut short.

 

"Show me the Detention Sector," Mike ordered. "Put it on the big screen."

 

 

 

Ami tapped in a few commands on the console and suddenly, a massive screen appeared in the air, 100% holographic. The screen depicted the Detention Sector, and Adam was standing upright, hands on his head with Jason and Ivan behind him.

 

Floyd rolled his eyes and began to speak to thin-air, knowing that Adam would pick up his voice telepathically. "Adam what in the name of all that is holy do you think you’re doing?"

Adam made sure to link his reply to all four of their minds as he verbally replied. "Just having some fun, Floyd. Against the law, now, is it?"

 

 

"It is now," Floyd said exasperatedly. "Now stop dicking around and get the job done. You can start by incapacitating your little captors. Now."

 

 

Adam mentally shut off the telepathic link in his head. Orders were orders and he'd had his fun.

 

He concentrated harder, digging deep into Ivan's mind before...

 

 

Ivan yelped in pain and dropped to his knees, hands clutching his head. "Arrrgghhh!"

 

Jason backed up, shocked. "What did you do to him?"

"Overloaded his senses," Adam said grimly. "Hurts like a bitch, don't it?"

 

 

“I thought he had you under his control!” Jason breathed.

“What can I say?” Adam smiled. “I was just playing around. You were never in control here, Wolf. I was.”

 

 

Jason threw up his hands, about to fry Adam, but his assailant had vanished.

 

 

Suddenly, Jason felt a hand on his shoulder. There was a glare of golden light, and Adam appeared behind him. "Invisibility," he smiled. "Cool trick, right?"

Jason began to spin around, but Adam was too quick. He grabbed Jason's shoulders and smashed his kneecap into Jason's stomach. Jason doubled up, screaming in pain, and Adam grabbed the back of his neck. Suddenly, he pumped several volts of electricity into Jason's central nervous system, paralysing his entire body.

 

Jason slumped to the ground, unable to move or defend himself.

 

Adam wheeled around and fired a blast of electricity from his palm, which struck Ivan directly in the chest and sent him spinning away to smash down spectacularly. Needless to say, he was out cold. Adam smiled down at Jason. "Sit tight," he quipped before he was gone in a blaze of emerald light.

 

 

 

Nanoseconds later, Adam reappeared in the Main Control Room, grinning. "Done," he said shortly.

 

"Excellent," Floyd nodded. "One more thing...we currently have four other assailants making their way toward us. Ami's trying to slow them down, but so far we haven't had any luck. I want you to intercept them and bring them down."

 

"No problemo," Adam nodded. "Where are they?"

"Sector 3-2-8," Mike said, scanning one of the monitors on the console.
"That's not far from here.”

 

"I guess I won't be needing to warp to them, then," Adam smiled. "Kessler - open the door, if you please."

 

After a glance at Floyd, who nodded, Ami tapped in a few commands and with the squeal of metal on metal, the heavy door began to roll back, revealing the passageway beyond.

 

“Oh, and Adam?” Floyd asked. “The Director would prefer if his specimens were left alive, but if the need should arise, put them down. And we’ll proceed with Operation Soaring Falcon.”

 

Adam nodded. “Understood.”

 

 

 

 

 

 

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