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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15. Time for Answers

Base 21, The Control Dome

Seven Leagues Beneath the Odysseun Ocean

Date Unknown

Time Unknown...

 

 

"I've got to hand it to you, Dimitri," Alex said as he pressed his hands flat against the big metal door to the Control Dome, feeling the cool metal before rapping his knuckles against it. "Your illusions are something else. We're still invisible, right?"

 

Dimitri nodded. "Well we can't be seen or heard, if that's what you mean."

 

"I'm sure they have some kind of surveillance out here," Bastian shrugged. "But that's not really an issue right now. We need to find out how we're going to get inside."

"First things first," Dimitri said. "We need to go back and get Ivan."

 

"Yeah!" Bastian said suddenly. "And Jason!"

 

Alex nodded. "Agreed. Between them, they could probably have this door off its hinges in minutes."

"I don't know," said a familiar voice from the end of the corridor. "It surely wouldn't take us that long, would it Jason?"

Alex whipped around and caught sight of both Jason and Ivan standing at the end of the passageway.

"Certainly not, Ivan," Jason smirked.

"Jace!" Bastian exclaimed.

"In the flesh," Jason smiled.

 

"What happened to you two?" Dimitri asked.

 

"Adam," Ivan said. "It turns out that he's a little more skilled than he lets on."

“You’re telling us!” Dimitri exclaimed. “You know how we each have a special skill? Well Adam can absorb that skill and use it for himself. It’s how he was able to heal himself.”

 

Jason nodded. “Exactly.”

 

"This must be the nucleus of the base," Ivan deduced, gazing over Alex's shoulder at the heavy-duty door.

"Probably," Alex nodded. "We figured one of you two might be able to get it open."

 

"Bad idea," Ivan said. "Remember, Adam's already overpowered all of us, so simply tearing the door off and running in all guns blazing is a bad idea."

"Hold on, guys," Dimitri said. "I just had a thought. Something Adam said."

"What?" Jason asked.

"He said that we're all special in ways we don't get," Dimitri recalled. "And that he's special too, and that he can absorb other 'special abilities'.”

 

“We already figured that out,” Alex sighed. “I bet it’s why we were kidnapped. It’s the only think that really links us all.”

 

"Well..." Ivan began. "Not all of us," he said uncomfortably.

"What are you talking about?" Sam asked.

 

"Him," Ivan explained, pointing at Bastian. "No offence, but you don't seem to have any kind of special ability at all. You're just a bog-standard wizard."

 

"Oh, thanks," Bastian laughed. "Did it ever occur to your brilliant mind that I just haven't used mine?"

 

"So you do have one?" Jason asked, bewildered. "You've been holding out, Bastian!"

 

"I used to think I just had a...talent for it," Bastian said, leaning against the wall as he spoke. "But over the course of the day, I've begun to realize that it may be a bit more than that."

 

"What is?" Alex prompted.

 

"Assemblation,” Bastian said simply.

 

“I think you mean Assembly,” Sam said, bewildered.

Bastian shook his head no. "Assemblation is the Magic of conjuring, vanishing and transforming by manipulating molecular structures. Of course, it's impossible to create something out of nothing, but I can take a single atom, replicate it as many times as I like, change it's chemical makeup...even push atoms together to form objects. Similarly I can break structures down... or disintegrate them if you will. I did some research while I was at school and apparently it's an advanced magical art. Way beyond someone my age," Bastian went on.

"Of course you all could do it as well," Bastian clarified. "You'd just need a lot of training whereas I've had none."

 

There was a short silence. "That's actually quite cool," Jason remarked.

Bastian grinned. "I suppose."

 

"So, unless I'm wrong," Alex went to the door and put his hand on it. "You could space out the atoms in this door, allow us to pass straight through it?"

Bastian nodded. "Cakewalk. But what's the advantage of that? That still leaves us inside a lion's den against an assassin who's vastly more skilled than we are."

"Adam can't fight us if he can't see us," Dimitri said. "I can keep us invisible long enough to incapacitate everyone inside. And if Bastian manages to get us inside without drawing attention to ourselves, they won't even know we're there."

 

"Excellent," Alex nodded. "So...what are we waiting for? Let's do it."

Bastian nodded and made a beeline for the heavy-duty door. He placed his palms flat against the thick metal and closed his eyes, concentrating. As he did so, his hands began to adopt a vivid gold glow. "The atoms...they're like nothing I've ever seen. This metal has been enchanted somehow!!"

 

"You can still do it, right?" Dimitri asked.

Bastian nodded. "Yeah...I can still do it."

 

As they looked on, something incredible happened. The very texture of the door began to ripple slightly, as if it were liquid. Bastian opened his eyes and removed his hands. "Done," he announced. "And if I did it correctly, which, of course, I have..."

 

Bastian raised his hand again and it passed smoothly through the door, as if it were a hologram. "See?"

"That's awesome," Jason smiled. "That's really something."

"Let's go," Alex said darkly. "Dimitri...how many targets?"

Dimitri closed his eyes and concentrated. "Four...no, five. There are five in total."

Alex nodded. "Sam, Ivan...you take the first two. Jason, take down the third and the fourth, but leave Adam to me. I have a score to settle with that son of a bitch. Bastian, Dimitri…no offence, but try and stay out of the way.”

 

They all nodded.

"Well," Alex said. "Here we go."

 

Alex was the first person to step through the door, and it wasn't a pleasant feeling. It felt like being drenched in freezing cold water, then blasted with cold air. Luckily, Alex was used to the cold and was able to shrug it off easily as he emerged in the spectacular Control Dome.

 

Bright lights circumnavigated the dome, illuminating the scene below. Adam was on the far side of the room, talking with a dark-haired man in a white lab coat. Now that Alex looked closely, he saw that they were all, except for Adam, wearing the same white lab coats with a fancy symbol that looked like a 'K' embossed upon the breast pocket.

 

Two women sat nearest the console while a second man stood at the top of a flight of stairs, overlooking the scene below.

 

Alex started as he spotted movement beside him - the others had come through.

"Stick to the plan, Alex," Ivan said dangerously as he saw Alex glaring at Adam. "Take him down, knock him out...even break a few of his bones. That's fine with me. But do not kill him. If you stoop to his level, you’re no better than him.”

 

Alex nodded. "I know. Okay, Sam and Ivan...keep the women right where they are. Jason? Same with the guy talking to Adam. Dimitri, change of plan. Get the guy above and leave Adam to me. Clear?"

 

They'd hardly known eachother for a few hours and yet Alex was already barking orders like he was in charge. Even more strangely, the others were following without complaint. Alex had been told before that he was naturally authoritative.

 

The group of teenagers spread out, biding their time and waiting for Alex's signal. Alex himself was standing a few inches behind Adam, eyeing the assassin with intense hatred. "You'd kill us, wouldn't you?" he snarled. "If we gave you the chance-"

 

"Remember what Ivan said, Alex,” Jason said dangerously.

 

"Taking the moral high ground won't bring back Daskalos," Alex snapped. "This man murdered my best friend. He'd raised me since I was a baby, took me in…gave me a home. He's the closest thing to a father that I had."

"Alex, let's just take them," Jason said. "The longer we wait, the more chance we have of being discovered."

 

Alex nodded. Jason was right. "You're right," he said. "Let's take them. On my signal. Three...two...one...now!"

 

Several things happened simultaneously.

 

The dark-haired man talking to Adam was suddenly hit by a small burst of lightning, seemingly out of thin air that coursed over his entire anatomy, stunning him instantly. Adam started, shocked, but didn't get a chance to act. Alex grabbed his wrists and wrenched them behind his back forcibly. An intense, frosty, blue glow spread from Alex's hands up Adam's arms and across his whole body, freezing him in position with a look of fury on his face.

 

The man at the top of the stairs screwed up his face in pain and sagged to the ground as Dimitri pulled off the 'overloading the senses' trick that Adam had used earlier. One of the two remaining women were bundled sideways into a jumble of technological junk and equipment, and the second made to dart for the console but found her path blocked by Sam as Dimitri's illusion dissipated.


Sam raised her hand, which exploded into flame. "I wouldn't, if I were you," she said calmly.

 

The dark-haired man seemed to be recovering from being zapped by a small amount of voltage. "We thought...we thought..."

"We were dead?" Alex asked harshly. "That's what tends to happen when you send an assassin after children. Luckily for you, we decided to stick around.”

 

The man at the top of the stairs crawled to his feet. "We haven't done anyth-"

"Haven't done anything?!" Alex thundered. "That's a joke!! You sent your murderer to my home! He killed my best friend in cold blood and you think that you haven't done anything!"

 

"Adam is a loose cannon!" the woman nearest the console said. "If he killed anybody, it wasn't on our orders!"

"You knew what he was capable of!" Alex shouted accusingly. "And you still sent him out by himself unsupervised!!"

 

"Adam was the only one of us skilled enough to get the job done," the first man said, clambering to his feet. "He may be a loose cannon at times, but he does not disobey direct orders! And his mission was to retrieve the six of you and return here!"

 

"For what purpose?" Jason asked. "Adam seems to think that we were brought here to save the world."

 

"He’s right,” the woman said.  

 

"That's ridiculous!" Dimitri blurted. "Save the world? Us? You’ve got to be crazy. Even if the world was in some kind of cataclysmic danger, who would go for teenagers over adults? They’re better trained…better suited.”

 

"You're wrong about that," the woman shook her head. "You may be just teenagers, but you have more power than even you know.”

 

 

"So I've heard," Sam nodded. "Adam said we were all...special. What did he mean by that?"

 

 

"I'm not the right person to explain that," the woman said simply.

"So who is?"

"The Grand Architect of this plan," the dark-haired man said. "Ami...they need to talk to Kincaid."

 

"Who?" Sam asked.

 

"Kincaid?" Bastian asked. "Lester Kincaid? The Leader of the Democratic Republic of Pandora?"

"The very same," the dark-haired man nodded.

 

 

Ivan swept his arm to one side and all manner of objects were cleared out of the way - chairs, bits of equipment, books...all flew out of the way, clearing a space on the ground. "Sit," he commanded. "All of you."

 

In a few seconds, the four lab coated scientists were sitting in a tight circle on the floor. Bastian pointed his index and middle fingers of his right hand at them and conjured thick ropes, seemingly out of mid air, that entwined themselves tightly around the scientists, rendering them unable to move. "Sit tight," Bastian quipped.

 

"Now," Alex smiled. "Where is this 'Kincaid'? Dimitri did a telepathic sweep of the premises...we're the only ones here."

"Dimitri is mistaken," the dark-haired man smirked.

"Dimitri doesn't make mistakes," Dimitri said indignantly. "Not when it comes to telepathy."

 

"He's in Sector 4-4-4," the second man said. "Just a few sectors beyond this Control Dome. He sits in a shielded bunker, which would be why you didn't sense him. But don't worry - this console is linked to his own communication system, so we can talk to him from here."

Alex stooped down and checked the first woman's nametag. "Miss Kessler, if you would be so kind...?"

 

Kessler nodded. "Scuse out the way."

Alex scooted to one side and Kessler nodded her head slightly at the console. One of the many levers was psychokinetically pulled back, engaging the communications system. A holographic projection of a screen was imprinted upon the air and on the screen, the head and shoulders of a bearded man.

"Director Kincaid, I presume," Alex said grandly.

 

 

"Mr Cassidy," Kincaid intoned slowly. "And also his associates," he added, gazing around at them all. "How charming."

"Hey!" Sam barked. "I'm no one's associate. Now cut the banter and start answering questions before I come down there!"

 

"Well, that's me outsmarted, innit?" Kincaid drawled sarcastically. "Despite the fact that you have no idea where I am or how to get to me, I'd better comply, hadn't I?"

 

Sam bared her teeth.

 

 

"Mr Kincaid," Bastian said. "We've escaped your prison, bested your enforcer, occupied your base...I think it's safe to say that you've lost. Now you can start cooperating or your loyal friends here will pay the price. I’m a huge fan, by the way.”

 

Kincaid smiled. “How kind of you.”

 

Alex scowled. "Well…I agree with Bastian. The safety of this team depends on how well you cooperate, Kincaid. Shall we start with the female?" he added, looking coldly down at Kessler.  

 

"Stop," Kincaid said, much to Kessler's relief. "I'll answer your questions."

 

Ivan nodded. “Excellent. Now first of all…where are we? And why were we taken here?”

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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