One in four dead.
Four simple words. And yet, the reaction it drew... ah, it was a delicacy to be savored. More than that, I could see the faces of people as they started to murmur to each other. And one in four dead, it didn't mean that the survivors would escape unscathed.
Despite the surprise from a number of the Protectorate capes, the independent heroes and the rogues... there was no surprise from the Japanese capes present. Only acceptance, the numbers noted was something that they had known and long accepted.
Certainly, a number of them were old enough to have been present in Kyushu as active capes over a decade ago, but a good number of them looked young enough that they couldn't have been more than little children at that time. But the looks of resolve on their faces and posture... ah, they had part-taken in the Endbringer fights when they could.
Fought.
Died.
Attempted to avenge their homeland.
Their tale was certainly very valiant, full of ethos and pathos.
Each and every one of them held the marks of experience; where they struggled with life and death battles. Their colorful tinker-fab armor and weaponry were well cared for and yet still bore the look of extensive use. They knew what they were in for, and yet... despite the fact that if they were lucky, that a quarter of them would die... they had came.
"I'm telling you this, so that you know your chances because you deserve to know, and we so very rarely get the chance to inform those brave enough to step up and fight these monsters. The primary message I want to convey, even more than briefing you on the particulars of his abilities, organizing formations and battle plans, is that I do not want you to underestimate Leviathan. I have seen too many good heroes," Legend paused in his speech for a fraction of a second. "And villains, too, die because they let their guard down."
There was another pause as he looked out the windows. That simple glance drew our attention outside. The storm front had arrived, the torrent of rain that poured down from the heavens stirred the water on the beach into a froth. It was more accurate to describe the rain as not drops of water, but an unyielding wall of water that reduced visibility within it much like a waterfall.
The howling winds accompanied the tempest, matching the dull roar of the rain hitting the roof. Idly, I could hear Legend continue his speech after that brief pause. He spoke on about Leviathan, what was known, and consistently warning us to not underestimate the great beast.
His voice was soothing in contrast to the drumming of the rain on the roof above us, the sound of a father who was there to guide us, to show us the way. And yet, what he spoke of was concerning... one might even say worrying even. And yet, he encouraged us even as he warned of the dangers, of how Leviathan had to be driven off fast before Brockton Bay could be utterly destroyed because it was a 'soft' target.
All because of the aquifer beneath the city, because that really was the weak point of the city. Especially against this Endbringer.
"We must end this fast. Each wave that he sends against us will be stronger than the ones before." There was a brief pause as Legend looked about the room. "This means that we have two priorities."
"The first is that we can not let him out of our sight. From the moment the battle is initiated, we hem him in, sustain an offensive onslaught. If we let him slip past our defensive lines, precious time will be wasted chasing him, getting him in another situation where we can contain his movements." The look that he directed at us was full of the gravity of what was needed from us. "The second priority is that we need to be able to hurt him. If you cannot hurt him. If your attacks are deflected or otherwise proven ineffective at hurting him. Give support to those who can."
"It is a vanity to imagine that we will kill him today, but he can be hurt enough that he will retreat. And if we hurt him enough, he will take longer to heal, which means it may delay the time before he strikes again." Legend's frown at the rattling of the window was an ominous sign. The dull roar of rain against the roof fit the mood of the gloom that came from the windows as the endless stream of rain. The water beyond the windows made it hard to see outside, but not impossible, the shapes beyond were suggestive. "
This is what they are."
"
This is why they are called Endbringers. We have not been able to truly stop them, to fight them once without grievous losses, be it casualties among the civilians, the very land that we fight on, or loss of some of the bravest and strongest of us. And they will keep coming, one after another, winning these small victories, and winning some major ones."
"Make no mistake. Those of you who have come on this day, in our time of need, you are doing a good thing. The greatest thing. To stand, to fight, to defend our homes. It's because of
this that we are tolerated by society. Why we can walk the streets in our costumes, and fight in cities. Because when the chips are down in situations like this, we are needed." He looked around at us once more as if choosing his words. "With your assistance, we can forestall the inevitable. Your efforts and, if you choose to make them, your sacrifices, will be remembered."
Legend turned to look at Armsmaster with a sigh, letting the leader of the Protectorate in Brockton Bay take the stage. The words of Armsmaster was perhaps less impassioned, but there was a calm confidence and authority in his tone of voice.
He was straight to the point as he spoke of what the Wards were doing, of the armbands they were handing out and how to use them. More, he gestured at Panacea who stood up and started to move amongst the newcomers before lightly touching them for a moment.
"Panacea is going to make sure that your chances of survival is higher. If you are not outright killed by Leviathan, you will find that your bleeding will stop and in the span of the next few hours, you will regenerate the injury done to you. However, this doesn't mean you're immortal, you can still be killed if the damage done to you is enough to do so."
The murmur of surprise at that announcement held a tone of relief.
It was at this point that Legend called out, his voice carrying over the murmurs. "Capes! If you have faced an Endbringer before, stand!"
I watched as the rest of the Protectorate, a number of the Wards stood up including Shadow Stalker, Bambina, Uber and Leet, the Travelers and every single one of the Japanese capes stood up, including Lung and Oni Lee. I had to blink at the way Armsmaster took note of the Travelers, before tilting his head to whisper to Miss Militia, who simply shook her head.
"When in doubt, follow the orders of the Protectorate first! We have trained, organized and planned for this! The others who are standing, now, are the ones you listen to if we aren't contradicting their order! They have been through situations much like this, you go with their instincts!"
The pause as he gave directions allowed everyone to take in what he was saying.
"We are splitting you into groups based on your abilities! If you are confident you can take a hit from Leviathan and get up afterwards, or if you have the ability to produce expendable combatants, we need you on the front line! You will be directed by Alexandria and Dragon!"
I watched as a portion of the room move about, to cluster around Alexandria.
"Armsmaster and Chevalier will be leading the hand to hand combatants who do not fit in Alexandria's group! Anyone who thinks they can harm or hamper Leviathan in close quarters, you'll be assisting and reinforcing the front line!"
I watched as Assault, Battery, Brandish, Night and Fog move to join that group, among others. That group was slightly smaller than the first, but it wasn't as if it didn't take a certain bravery to get in close to an Endbringer without some sort of invincibility or being close to it.
It was at this point that Emma began to pass through my row. I had to smile as her as she handed me an armband with a look of disdain as if she was doing me a great favor. I cinched it into place over my bracer. The square screen on its surface showed a black and white satellite view of the building we were in, as well as the parking lot and beach. The display at the bottom read "State name".
Given the simplicity of its request, how could I not press the communicator button and speak up with my cape name? "Rose Knight."
My name appeared on the display, with a yes and no display in the corners over the respective buttons. I confirmed it with a simple click.
Legend was still organizing the groups, now directing the area control type capes who could hamper Leviathan's movements to follow Bastion.
I was also all too aware that the size of the group that was still sitting was dwindling, and I found myself conflicted. I could do so much... but what they wanted would require pigeonholing me in.
I could join the group led by Alexandria and Dragon on the front line, Armsmaster's group supporting the front line, Bastion's group in area control, Myrddin's rescue group, or Legend's blaster group.
"-fall in more than one category, go with the group where you think you'll be the greatest assistance!"
I turned to look at those still seated; Navigator, Grue, Tattletale, Regent, Bakuda, Othala, Victor, Panacea, and Kaiser. There were a half dozen more who I had never seen before. Out of towners.
"We should go with Alexandria," Nagivator spoke up softly, an uncertain smile on her face.
I raised an eyebrow. "The numbers?"
She nodded back. "The numbers."
As we walked towards Alexandria's group, I felt a surging wave of crustaceans draw back from me before rushing forward. Their medium and environment was water. That which Leviathan controlled.
It was obviously clear to me, even without looking out the window, a tidal wave was coming.
"Tidal wave!" My shout cut out Legend's words as I pointed and got the attention of Bastion's group who started to erect force fields and other more exotic defenses in front of and behind the windows, and around the walls.
My instincts told me that it wouldn't be enough, not with those grey shapes moving on top of the waves. This was collaborated by the flickering images on the television screens as cameras across the cities were harnessed to show the wave that was coming in to smash Brockton Bay. Not just us, or even the city... but the entire coast line.
Thankfully... I had been busy working on something since my look out the window while talking with Eidolon.
It didn't take much to simply move things from Elsewhere to the Reality of Brockton Bay.
There was a moment of silent as solid crystal walls, the color of amethyst, rose up along the beach from the Ship Graveyard and all the way south and past Downtown.
There was absolute disbelief at the sight of the crystal walls that was over twenty meters wide, sixty meters tall, and reinforced with buttresses.
What water that did get past the wall had their momentum broken and simply splashed harmlessly over the top. Still, the wall would eventually fall in the face of repeated waves that would only grow stronger.
"Strider! Get us outside!" Legend's command was replied with a synthesized female voice from the armband.
The air in my lungs was sucked out, and there was an impossible loud thunderclap. My body shock from the rush, as the displaced air moved back and slammed against my body. I was outside the building with Alexandria's group, Navigator had somehow clung on to me in the teleportation.
The scent of brine filled the air, as the rain pounded upon us, heavy and strong like a waterfall. My wings fluttered against the darkness of my armor.
"Up!" Navigator's words didn't make sense, but I felt more than saw her pointing at the top of the wall. It seemed that she needed to go high. Who was I to deny my teammate, a precognitive cape?
I hugged the younger girl close to me before taking to the air. I was not the only one to do so, as I found myself flying alongside Glory Girl and Alexandria.
As we flew over the wall I had created I could feel more than see another tidal wave slam into it, carrying with it the creatures I could control.
Behind me I could hear the whine of jet engines before Uber and Leet's jets overtook us.
"Drop me!" There was a tap on my arms.
I had to look with disbelief at Navigator as she tapped my arms as we hung high in the sky. "What?"
"Drop me!" She repeated once more.
My disbelief was clear, given that we were easily now over a hundred meters in the air. Looking about, I could see groups of capes being teleported to the top of the crystal wall and setting up positions to snipe at Leviathan.
I could see him.
The Endbringer walked on the surface of the water, surrounded by water sprouts that reached towards the clouds. He was easily ten meters tall. His hunched shoulders, neck and upper arms had corded muscles that stood out like steel cables, giving him the appearance of an inverted teardrop with limbs and a long sinuous tail that was easily fifteen meters long.
His proportions were wrong. Calves and forearms that were too long for his height, this was extremely obvious with his long clawed fingers and digitigrade feet.
There was a beguiling grace to his movement as he swayed back and forth, the rain didn't splatter against him, rather it flowed on his body into a mantle of water that formed an afterimage of him.
In a word, he was beautiful. He did more than just projected a statement of power, he was a work of art.
At the third request from Dinah, no Navigator, to drop her... I did so. The joyous laughter from her as she fell was unexpected. Still, I kept an eye out on her, just in case. Not that I needed to, with the way her pet behemoth was glowing and wrapping itself around her.
The glowing mass grew in size to match the Endbringer before exceeding it.
There was a flare of crimson fire before she slammed into Leviathan. Or rather 'Mister Fluffles' slammed into Leviathan with its tentacles, steam rising from it's obsidian and crimson form.
"Navigator here... I'm engaging Leviathan. Please be careful with your attacks," There was a flare of white flames that fed on the rain and water surrounding Leviathan from 'Mister Fluffles' as Dinah's voice came out on the armband.
I flew in at battling giants with the other front line capes, while multi-hue bolts shot by the Blasters filled the air.
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Goblin Queen | An Ending of Sensibility
Worm / Exalted
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Writer's Notes: Tanuki are lazy creatures... you can tell. There's this one that chooses to sleep and do... work instead of write stories, and even copied a chunk of Legend's speech.