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 prime 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 come 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 meetings with him to describe the beasts you came 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 some things to tell you about her. After your discussion with her, come and see me."

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 become restless again as will my men. 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 come to some kind of arrangement. 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 same 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 me down actually because in a time 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?" 𝚏𝗿𝗲𝐞𝐰𝚎𝕓𝐧𝚘𝘃𝗲𝐥.𝐜𝚘𝕞

"Vicente?" Sunshine asked.

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

"I will put a bubble between the mist and the habitable part of the town. We can always leave a door of some kind or passage for the mist walkers." She replied. "But the time, 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 seemed like Fortress four would be a whole city in future. It also seemed 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 met a superhuman, man named Bert. He was with some survivors, traveling to the East and they set up camp over there briefly. One night, I was taking a piss when I saw something 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 something, 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 time to leave the basin. Bert had become more desperate, louder at some 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 calmed, 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 settlement, told my men to pack up and we drove like mad men 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 messed 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 entertainment?