I tumble through thin air-
Oh
Fuck
-as Artemis slips from my grip,
rings guttering as I try to generate a flight aura. To no avail. Above us the Castle Revolving is..
gone -if it was ever there- and I see only a murky mist through which a dull red light shines. Below, grey, grey and more grey.
Mother Box?
Ppppppppiiiiiiinggg.
Oh dear. Right, aero-discs.
I'm jerked around for a moment as they misfire, Artemis.. drifting further away as she flattens herself in the air to stabilise her tumbling and maximise her air resistance. I'm a little behind in her health checks, but I… Don't think she's tough enough to survive a terminal velocity fall onto rock. In my case-
She carefully takes an arrow from her quiver, puts it on her bow and fires it at the ground. A second arrow follows it.
-I'm more worried about the health of what I
land on. Unless this is a future where Apokolips opened up some fire pits…
In any case, landing on people would create a bad impression.
I Am The Eggman. I Am The Walrus.
My aero-discs
finally activate, and-
Cut Through Space.
-
rainbow bubbles percolate through the air below us-
Path to the Ground.
-and then the ground is
there and we're slamming into crash-foam.
Artemis lands flat, sinks a short distance as the space age quick-hardening rubber depresses to absorb her kinetic energy, and then rebounds, leaping a short distance into the air. Then I hit it and it explodes, flecks of white foam flying in all directions as Artemis lands lightly a short distance away.
And my aero-discs fail again. But I'm down, and a small amount of residual rubber aside I'm none the worse for wear.
"Artemis, are you alright?"
"Uh-huh." She's looking around. "What just happened?"
"Sivana sprung a surprise on me.
Us. The plan was for me to board the Castle Revolving-"
I look myself over and begin plucking strips of rubber off myself.
"-alone, but…"
"He wanted revenge for them killing his family."
I nod. "I knew that he was
distressed, but after we prevented Magnificus committing suicide I assumed that he'd.. worked through it."
"So you don't think he managed to… Undo time and bring them back?"
"I doubt it. Not in a rush job like
that." I give her my full attention. "Was that Tao's rainbow bridge technique?"
"Yeah, I've been able to do it for a few months now." She stops scanning our environment and gives me her full attention. "Which you'd
know if you ever came around the Mountain any more."
"I don't.. think I'm authorised." Quick equipment check… Daiklave's still there. Yay. Sword of the Fallen… Yes. Ranged weapons are a big fat
no, and drones..? No, no drones.
"You know where we all live."
"You know where
I live. And unlike you, I set my own admissions policy. How is
Miss Kane getting along?"
"She's-." She looks around again. "Can we
focus? Where
are we?"
I look around. The ground is covered in… Some sort of grey… Building material? Coral? Without a ring I can't do a proper analysis, but I don't
recognise it. Not Apokoliptian though, so there's that at least.
"Not sure. That green liquid is supposed to send things that go through it to random points in time, and assuming that it ignored galactic drift somehow this
should be Earth."
"Past or future?"
I nod. "One of those." Hm. "If that red light is reflected volcanism then this
could be the past. And the sky
could be obscured by high altitude dust. Finding food could be awkward if we're that far back. Al
ternately-."
"We're in the far future and the sun's turning into a red giant."
"In which case that's evaporated water up there. Except…" I hold my hands out to the sides. "If the sun's expanded enough to heat up the Earth to the point of evaporating enough water to enshroud the entire planet… The surface should be hotter than this. There should be a run-away greenhouse effect, like on Venus. I mean… Is it just me? Does this feel hot to you?"
"It feels… Maybe sixty?"
Or fifteen in new money. Which matches my estimation. I nod.
"So the temperature's wrong for a natural system-death."
"Unless they're using Captain Cold's freeze technology to keep the planet cool."
"I… Kind of hope that human civilisation either has better things to do than preserve the old homeworld or they've got a better way to do it. Because frankly, if anyone wants to live here then letting the sun go giant is a sub-optimal outcome."
"I…"
Artemis trails off, frowning. Then she crouches down and uses a target arrow to pick up a fragment of rubber. It's heavily decayed, falling apart as we watch, and I idly note that the rest is doing the same thing.
I nod approvingly. "Very environmentally friendly."
"Yeah, it
would be, but this stuff
isn't. We couldn't make something that did what we wanted
and melted fast and safe afterwards. This stuff should stick around for
days unless someone uses a solvent."
I nod. "My rings are dead, otherwise I'd run an analysis. And Mother Box is…"
"Peeeeiiing."
"
Struggling."
"There could be chemicals in the air." She prods her arm computer and gets no response. "Nothing. Any idea what kills power rings?"
I raise my left hand and take a closer look.
"I don't think they're
damaged. It just looks like… Their power's drained. I was near full power when I went through the portal, and… I don't
think that protecting us in transit would have wiped the batteries by itself."
She stows her bow and pries open the computer's casing. "Doesn't look like there's anything wrong with-." She blinks, and I step forward to take a closer look.
The metal is corroding as I watch. There's already a patina across nearly-. Across the entire surface. Plastic is becoming brittle and flaking.
"What's
happening?"
"I don't know. Some sort of.. curse, perhaps?"
I take another look at my rings, but other than the lack of power they're both fine. I draw my daiklave and look it over carefully, but it doesn't appear to be affected. I stab the point into the ground and it cuts through perfectly well. My armour… Yes, that's fine.
Artemis has taken her arrows out and is checking them, muttering curses as the material of the shaft crumbles in her grip.
"Your.. bow?"
She drops the decaying remains of the arrow and examines her bow. It looks fine to me, and it appears that she agrees. "Scott and Barda got me this from an
Apokoliptian chick they beat up. But most of these arrows were made on Earth."
I nod. "Whatever's doing this, New God technology is… At least
resistant." I look around into the fog. "We need to investigate."