Apocalyptic Rebirth: With a repairman system space, she rises again. - Chapter 356

Chapter 356: The drop.
Sparks were flying, and people were laughing, watching a group of women performing a dance around the fire. Behind them were men rotating hoops lit with fire.

Sunshine was moving White’s paws, waving them in the air. The bear was reluctantly letting her have her way but only because it was expecting treats when they returned home. Fish crackers and coconut beans were a must.

In the sky above the shield, a shriek tore through the air. A shadow blotted out of the snow–vast wings that the residents were familiar with. And then the birds descended, one clutching something in its claws that was dropped on the bubble.

The bubble shield exploded, launching the thing back in the air. Pink soared up in a second, grabbing the thing, holding it upside down in its claws and vanished back into the snow with it.

Those with the sharpest hearing were on alert and Sunshine was among them. Father Nicodemus landed next to her and crouched down. “I don’t mean to interrupt fun time, but Elio told me to come and call you in person. Some new watchers have arrived, and they came with a woman.”

Sunshine’s heart thudded heavily, but her face remained carved from stone. “Guide all residents back to their homes. Now.”

Her words came a tad bit too late.

Pink returned, flying above. The shield lit up, anticipating another attempted drop. With a single beat of the watcher’s wings, it released its burden again.

A child that was singing with the band shouted into the microphone, “Look mommy, there is a woman on the bubble.”

Everyone looked up and they saw the woman falling on the shield. Someone screamed. Panic spread like fire on paper.

Residents ran aimlessly, some tripping over their own adrenaline-soaked feet. Others accidentally stepped on those who fell. Children cried into the chaos like sirens. Food and drinks were scattered everywhere.

Sunshine was ready with her megaphone, shouting into it, “Squads, take control! No stampedes whatsoever. Everyone should calm down, whatever is happening, it is outside not inside. It is important that you slow down and follow safety protocols.”

The soldiers, medics and other responsible individuals heard her. Some herded people into lines so they could evacuate without injuring others. Another group isolated those who were already injured.

Trucks were driven to the field to ease the movement of those who were too old, too weak or injured.

Even the kid squad was at work, those that were brave enough at least. They were armed with whistles and glow sticks ensuring that the younger children evacuated safely and didn’t run off.

Ariel ran around waving orders louder than his little lungs allowed. He was the one that alerted Dominic and Morris to the presence of a child that had hidden inside the mouth of a crocodylus and happened to be stuck. His parents were shouting frantically, searching for him.

As for Castiel and White and all the other Quinn children, they had been whisked away already by their grandparents.

Bit by bit, the chaos shrank. The field that had moments ago been a sea of screams and flailing limbs slowly settled into uneasy silence.

Meanwhile, Pink was shrieking like an enraged banshee with a grudge against the wind because the bubble shield continued to reject the woman. As soon as she was placed on it, she was bounced off.

“She is flying off again.” Father Nicodemus noticed. “Not just her but all of them.”

Sunshine clenched her jaw. She did not think they would give up easily. “Let’s go to the watchtower,” she said. Turning to Hades she said, “Honey, you should check on the kids and then….maybe go to the command center. Also, send someone to keep an eye on the billionaires. They are not the most sane people under pressure.”

They separated. She went to the tallest watchtower in the third wall and joined Major Elio. He was looking outside through a telescope, even though he did not need it.

She did not say a word as she joined him. Instead, she used her night vision googles to look outside. As she scanned the darkened plains outside the fortress walls, an unexpected guest joined her. Zulu, the parrot.

She landed on Sunshine’s shoulder like a tiny queen claiming her throne. “Well, purple” she croaked smugly, “I hope you are prepared. I told you these watchers were bored. You should really become a more interesting subject.”

Sunshine huffed, keeping her eyes on the sky. “Zulu….. I asked you what you meant by entertaining and you could not define it. I didn’t expect the watchers to bring trouble or their own entertainment this soon. She is definitely not human. And what good timing they have to arrive at a time of celebration!”

Zulu clicked her tongue. “Watchers are dramatic. They enjoy seeing you all running around like mice in a field.”

Sunshine exhaled. “You need to talk less about their plans in public. Unless you want them to figure out, you’re spy. Now go hide, like everyone else.”

Zulu’s feathers puffed indignantly_ but she knew Sunshine was right. She leapt off Sunshine’s shoulder, wings catching the cold wing, and swooped under the console at Sunshine’s boots, disappearing into the shadowed wiring with only her eyes peeking out.

“I’ll be here,” she whispered from below. “Listening in case the watchers say anything you should know. I don’t like newcomers much, especially those that are claw delivered by them. I smell trouble.”

Sunshine got a gun from her space and loaded it with tranquilizers. She steadied her grip on the trigger; eyes fixed on the sky. The shadows were there, vague, hidden and yet not completely. The watchers were circling.

“INCOMING!” Major Elio’s voice thundered from the watchtower. They’re coming again!”

The watchers did not go near the bubble like previously. Shadows plummeted through the snowing sky, and the woman was released. She fell like a puppet whose strings had been cut, landing on the snow just outside the gate of the outer wall. She tumbled a bit before coming to a stop.

Searchlights snapped toward her instantly_ harsh, white, merciless.

For a few seconds, she did not move.

“Is she dead?” Zulu asked.

Sunshine turned to the parrot; it was out of hiding and watching footage from the cameras.

The woman sat up at once suddenly. The cameras zoomed in on her. Her eyes were huge, pupils blown wide in terror. She trembled violently as she pushed herself to her knees, her breathing ragged enough to be heard even though the crackling speakers of the drones hidden in the wall.

Then she screamed.

It rippled through the night- feral, broken, like an animal cornered by predators.

And the wind answered.

Dust swirled around her feet first. Then pebbles lifted. The air thickened, vibrating like a living thing.

“She’s a superhuman,” Sunshine said.

Leah walked into the room. “An aerokinetic, I am stronger now, I can engage her.”

Shaking her head, Sunshine looked at Leah briefly. “She looks traumatized, maybe hurt as well. In that state, even if you are stronger, she has enough energy and determination to kill you.”

The woman was none other than Paula. She seemed to be under the belief that she was under some kind of attack. Her arms were thrown forward, and she was releasing blind blasts of wind, hurling them at everything around. Like the snow, the walls, even the wind itself.

“Do you remember that talk we had about threats?” Leah put her hand on Sunshine’s right shoulder. “Take the shot.”