Chapter 21: Siege Onset
Starling City was a wounded beast, its heart torn open, the air thick with smoke, the metallic tang of blood, and the acrid sting of burning asphalt, the wail of sirens a desperate cry echoing through the ruins. Luke stood atop a skyscraper, its debris-strewn concrete gritty under his sneakers, his jacket flapping in the wind, a candy wrapper crinkling in his pocket as he fidgeted. Slade Wilson stood on the collapsed roof of Queen Consolidated, the Artifact of the Ages glowing in his hand, its eerie light casting a halo around his towering frame, his Mirakuru soldiers a roaring tide below, their yellow eyes glinting like predators. Luke popped a piece of gum, the mint's snap a weak shield against the fear gripping his chest, his cracked phone dim in his hand, its screen flickering like a fading pulse. His reflection in a shattered window was pale—eyes shadowed, jaw tight, hair mussed, the weight of the city's survival crushing his shoulders. This is Slade's endgame, and I'm running on fumes.
The System flared, its interface a sharp pulse, anchoring his resolve like a lifeline in a storm.
[SYSTEM: DAILY ROLL ACTIVATED: VISION PHASING (FACE 4)]
[SYSTEM: POWER ACTIVATED: PHASING APPROACH. STAMINA DRAIN: MODERATE]
Luke phased through the chaos, the air tingling with the quantum shift, materializing feet from Slade, his voice cutting through the din of battle like a blade. "Slade! This ends now!"
Slade turned, his eyes burning yellow, his voice a guttural roar, thick with rage and pain. "You think your parlor tricks can stop me, trickster? You don't know what it is to suffer!"
Luke's empathy surged, probing through the Mirakuru's static, touching the raw grief beneath, his heart aching as he pushed forward, his voice steady but heavy. "You've got the grudge holder trophy, Slade! Shado's gone—nothing you do here brings her back. You're just the monster you swore to kill on that island!"
[SYSTEM: EMPATHY PROBE: UNSTABLE.]
[SYSTEM: MASTERY UPDATE: VISION PHASING +15% (COMBAT UTILIZATION).]
Slade lunged, his superhuman speed a blur, his fist a hammer aimed at Luke's chest. "She lives through my vengeance!"
The battle erupted, a storm of chaos as Mirakuru soldiers crashed into Team Arrow and Nyssa's League, the air thick with the clash of steel, the screams of combat, and the sickening thud of bodies hitting the ground. Luke focused on the civilians trapped in collapsing buildings, conjuring spinning portals, their orange glow shimmering like mirages, guiding people to safe zones Diggle had set up, the heat from the portals searing his skin, his stamina fraying like a worn thread. A woman clutched her child, her eyes wide with terror, as Luke opened a portal beneath them, the air crackling, their grateful sobs echoing as they vanished to safety.
[SYSTEM: MAGIC EVACUATE.]
[SYSTEM: POWER ACTIVATED: MYSTIC ARTS. STAMINA DRAIN: HIGH.]
He phased and flew, a blur of motion, taking brutal hits from Mirakuru soldiers, their fists like sledgehammers, his regeneration glowing green, knitting wounds as they tore open, the coppery taste of blood sharp in his mouth. A blow sent him crashing through a concrete barrier, pain flaring like wildfire, his tooth regrowing as he spat blood, the grit of debris stinging his face.
[SYSTEM: REGENERATION FRONT ACTIVATED.]
[SYSTEM: POWER ACTIVATED: RAPID HEALING. STAMINA DRAIN: CRITICAL]
"This is one hell of a chaos con," Luke grunted, his voice hoarse, his gum snapping weakly as he staggered to his feet, the city's ruins spinning around him.
Slade stood atop the rubble, glowing with the Artifact's power, his roars shaking the air, his soldiers a relentless tide. Luke soared at him, ignoring the chaos below, his empathy pushing one final, desperate wave, touching the grief beneath the rage, his voice a raw plea. "She wouldn't want this, Slade. Stop. Shado's at peace—you need to find yours."
[SYSTEM: EMPATHY CALM: EXTREME EFFORT.]
Slade paused, his yellow eyes softening, haunted by the memory of Shado, a fleeting crack in his armor, his massive frame trembling. Oliver seized the opening, his arrow—a specialized anti-Mirakuru cure—slamming into Slade's chest, the serum burning away the yellow glow, his scream a primal wail of realization, not pain, but loss laid bare.
Luke dove, grabbing the Artifact as Slade stumbled, opening a dimensional rift, its orange glow sealing the crystal away, the air crackling with energy, his chest burning with the effort, his vision blurring.
[SYSTEM: PORTAL CLOSE: ARTIFACT CONTAINED.]
[SYSTEM: POWER ACTIVATED: MYSTIC ARTS. STAMINA DRAIN: HIGH.]
Slade fell, the structure collapsing beneath him, a pile of smoking debris swallowing him whole, the air heavy with dust and the faint tang of ozone. Luke scanned the rubble, his senses catching a faint, alien energy signature—not just Mirakuru, but something unsettling, a hint of a larger, unseen threat lurking in the shadows.
[SYSTEM: VENDETTA RESOLUTION ACHIEVED. +100 EP.]
Luke slumped against a broken column, his sneakers scuffing the debris, his breath ragged, the gum stuck to his teeth, his body screaming for rest. He popped a candy, the wrapper crinkling, the sugar's tang a fleeting comfort. Slade's gone, but this isn't the end. Something's off. The city's pulse thrummed—sirens, the distant clatter of rescue crews—a call to the cleanup, the Mirakuru cure a new mission, his heart heavy with the weight of what lay ahead.
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