Apocalyptic Rebirth: With a repairman system space, she rises again. Chapter 500: The most dreadful of the tales

The rest of Poncho’s stories could wait. What she needed to ascertain now was whether or not the pyrokinetic had a piece of her pri core. "I hate to delay the family reunion, but I am going to need you to draw an image of the blue glowing thing you saw around his neck. I want every detail of what he was driving and wearing. If he said anything, I need a description of his voice."

Poncho was puzzled. How was the voice going to help?

"Dwayne is going to co and work with you on a sketch." Sunshine continued. "This is really important Poncho, no jokes. And when that is taken care of, you need to schedule etings with him to describe the beasts you ca across out there. What other cities and towns you passed through look like. Which shelters have risen and where?"

Poncho nodded.

Sunshine gestured toward his family. "Go and carry your little princess. Your wife has so things to tell you about her. After your discussion with her, co and see ."

Poncho stretched his right hand out, keeping her from leaving. It made her look at him with a single eyebrow raised curiously.

"Sooner or later, my legs are going to beco restless again as will my n. When it happens, we will take another trip outside." He said softly, almost in a whisper like he was afraid of being overheard.

Sunshine was not surprised.

"I heard a rumor that you are selling weapons." He said cautiously. "I wonder if we could co to so kind of arrangent. Ordinary guns are not cutting it anymore. I am in need of your special kind of weapons. The people out there, they need weapons with which they can defend themselves."

Sunshine nodded. Cassius had sold weapons in the apocalypse through different channels. Doing the sa thing he had done was not a big deal. "That is not impossible. But I am not going to sell to you weapons that are strong enough to take down my own base. We use fifth generation dragonoids now. What I will sell to you is first- and second-generation ones. They are good enough to fight mutant and mutated beasts."

Poncho’s face lit up. "That is good enough. I expected you to turn down actually because in a ti when superhumans are grabbing territory, you would not want to arm your enemies." He looked around and lowered his voice further, "Have you heard about the lunatic that walks in the mist?"

"Vicente?" Sunshine asked.

Poncho nodded. "We passed through Ferry Island. They have a whole market selling mist products. Herbs, mushrooms, seeds, edible at, flowers. I wanted to take a look but their superhuman rcenaries were not very welcoming. They were worried that I was about to dump the small population I ca with inside their town."

"Well, it won’t be their town soon." Sunshine’s lips rose. "It will be our town."

Poncho leaped back. "Are you kidding? There is a permanent mist there. I saw it when I was leaving and again when I returned. Most of the residents walk around with masks all the ti."

"I will put a bubble between the mist and the habitable part of the town. We can always leave a door of so kind or passage for the mist walkers." She replied. "But the ti, I must have it. Just as I intend to have Kingsbridge."

Poncho thought about all the expansion he had heard about on his way here. It seed like Fortress four would be a whole city in future. It also seed like there would be small wars, before the city was captured fully. "Looks like I am going to stick around for a little while." He decided. He would not miss the fight.

He said a few more words to Sunshine, nothing of importance, just passing information on the superhumans he had seen in Ferry Island.

Sunshine kept all of it in mind. She would need it for when she took a squad to the town, to reclaim the bodies of the children in the orphanage.

Of course, that was an excuse. She just wanted to poke around in person and test the waters.

"One more thing." Poncho began before Sunshine could dismiss him. His voice was low but steady. "There are rumors about watchers carrying off superhumans. Are they true?"

Sunshine nodded. "We are fighting back over here."

Poncho raised his hand, running it through his air. "I don’t know if this is relevant or not..." he leaned forward and clasped his hands. "When we were in the Redway basin, I t a superhuman, man nad Bert. He was with so survivors, traveling to the East and they set up camp over there briefly. One night, I was taking a piss when I saw sothing weird. This watcher dropped from the sky, landed right before him. And I swear, they spoke."

Sunshine frowned, "They spoke?"

"That’s the strange thing," Poncho replied. "Only Bert spoke. the bird didn’t say anything. I couldn’t hear what he said because he spoke in whispers. Every after he said sothing, the bird would tilt its big head or move its wings. I swear boss, they were conversing."

He paused, recalling the encounter which had left him unnerved and told him it was ti to leave the basin. Bert had beco more desperate, louder at so point. He begged...but what he was begging for, Poncho had not been able to figure out.

"And afterward?" Sunshine asked him.

Poncho swallowed. "The bird flew away, and Bert returned to his camp. I followed him because I wanted to ask what had happened. But when he reached the camp, he acted weird. Like he was not all there.

He just.....he tore through that camp like a living cyclone, or tornado. He was an aerokinetic. He just ripped everything with his wind that cut like a knife. The air was filled with blood, supplies and body parts.

People were screaming and running but he did not stop. He was like a storm boss, unstoppable. And when it cald, the bird carried him off."

Sunshine arched her brows. "It took him after he created chaos!"

Poncho nodded. "It took him. I don’t know where or why, but it took him. I returned to my small settlent, told my n to pack up and we drove like mad n out of that place."

Sunshine narrowed her eyes, troubled by his story. It sounded similar to the condition of the other superhumans after they were dumped in new territory. But this Bert had been taken after, not dropped in the camp.

"The watcher ssed with his mind." Sunshine said to herself.

Poncho nodded. "That is what I fear. In this apocalypse, superhumans are in more danger than ordinary humans. Watch your back boss."

Sunshine looked at the bubble. The watchers had not yet returned. After the power she had demonstrated, maybe they were rethinking their plan.

But what was it? Chaos, world domination or entertainnt?