The tides of the Black Sea that have remained calm through the ages were now raging; its inhabitants, all diving down deep to avoid the sudden pressure that stormed through the the surface of their home.
Some of the creatures were confused, as the sun just shone on them hours ago– and yet now, once again, a part of the Black Sea became darker.
The floating base of the Dark Millenium– still a mystery on how they were able to conjure such a machinery; but nonetheless, it would now prove useful to the Hope Guild… as well as the Baby Crew.
The walls of the Dark Millenium ship then lit up; and even as it covered the sun and its silhouette was filled with its rays, one could still see that change of color it emitted. And soon, the colossal ship slowly started to ascend to the skies.
Slowly– perhaps one would describe it like that if one were to look at it from afar. But in truth, it was rising at the speed of a jet that has reached its optimal speed. It wasn't capable of doing so before, but with the adjustments and improvements that Whiteking had done, it was now capable of doing a lot more things.
One being able to survive in space, as that was the ship's destination.
"Is… it really alright to leave Riley there, dad?"
"Your brother will be alright. Hera and Tempo will be there, you should be more worried about us."
Whiteking was currently in the ship's control room, along with Tomoe, Silvie, and Katrina. Gary and Bella were exploring the ship with Butcher. As for V, she was currently in a room being tended by Empress as she felt sick as soon as the ship moved.
She had always been the pilot with her mecha suit; and now that she was being moved by another, she had a sort of motion sickness. She seemed to be getting better by the second, though, as said by Empress through their comms.
"If you're worried, then why did you bring us?" Hannah said as she almost pressed something on the panel, but was stopped by Silvie before she could do so,
"T… thanks," Hannah gulped before once again placing her attention on Bernard, who seemed to be busy checking the ship's parameters, "Does mom even know you brought us here? Isn't this like… potentially a suicide mission?"
"You watch too many movies," Bernard let out a small sigh, "We will leave as soon as it gets dangerous. I have already collected enough data to know that the majority of the blue giant ETs are comparable to Class-B supers."
"That… might be the case, sir Whiteking… but their technology seems to be way more advanced than ours."
Silvie stepped forward as she looked at the clouds they were about to pass through. The walls of the control room were previously just filled with screens, but with Bernard's alterations, he was able to put the same transparent material they used in the base of the Hope Guild, allowing them a direct view of the outside– the screens that were previously there, now replaced by some sort of hologram.
"Wouldn't we be at a disadvantage because of their weapons?"
"She has a point, dad," Hannah added, "They use fucking portals."
"Maybe, but watch this, though."
Whiteking chuckled, and as soon as he did so, Hannah and Tomoe felt their knees almost folding as the ship's ascent instantly became faster almost to the point that the view of the outside became blurry. Soon, however, the blur faded.
Their feet, slowly leaving the floor.
Tomoe, who had been keeping quiet from the start, tried to wave her arms and feet almost as if she was trying to swim; but alas, it did nothing. If it wasn't for Silvie, then she would have probably found herself floating aimlessly inside the control room.
Katrina, who was just sitting there and admiring everything about her situation, was able to keep her balance due to her… wind powers. She wanted to call her family since she wanted to brag that she was going to space, but at the same time she was worried; not worried that her parents would not let her go… but worried that they might force her to let them and all of her 12 other siblings go aboard.
"F… fucking fuck," Hannah said as she also propelled herself towards Silvie using small bursts of her flames, "We… are actually in space."
"First time?" Silvie rubbed her nose as she smirked; her smirk, however, quickly disappeared as she looked outside the windows.
"An enemy!"
Everyone in the control room turned their heads towards where Silvie was pointing, only to see a giant blue alien floating near the ship– No, not just one… but almost a dozen of them.
Silvie was about to leave, but before she could do so, she noticed something… none of them were moving; their skin, almost cracked and completely frozen.
"...The fuck?" Hannah also noticed this as she floated to the window, "They're… dead?"
"I intercepted the channels they were using to teleport to our planet," Whiteking then turned to look at Hannah, "Some of them, at least. They changed the way they were compiling things so I didn't bother anymore since it would take time to learn whatever it is they're using."
"You… hacked into their server?" Tomoe finally spoke up, "...How?"
"Please don't teach her anything, dad."
"It's not hacking per se," Whiteking chuckled, "I don't really know what to call it… so maybe let's just call it that. If they could hack our servers, it just means we could hack theirs."
And as soon as he said that, several holograms started popping out in front of the window– showing an unidentified place. However, as soon as a giant blue alien panned into view, Hannah and the others quickly realized where it was.
"You… got into their surveillance?" Silvie took in a small gulp.
"Hm," Bernard nodded, "See? Your friends know how impressive I am."
"Oh, I'm sure they fucking know," Hannah scoffed, "You helped in creating one of them, after all."
"..." Katrina was still keeping quiet, still just happy to be there.
"Guys!" And soon, a loud roar almost deafened their ears as the door of the control room slid open,
"L… look! I have reached enlightenment!" Gary quickly floated into the room, spinning around, "I can fly, I can finally fly!"
"We're in Outerspace, you dumb fuck."
"..." Gary could only blink as he saw Hannah floating in the control room. But after a few seconds, he managed to turn around and point at Bella, who was casually walking on the floor without any problem,
"But she's not! She's walking!"
"My… Jordan's are made of metal. I've… been using it to balance myself since earlier," Bella could only scratch her chin as she saw the excited look on Gary's face slowly fading away.
"But… you told me earlier that…"
"S… sorry, I thought it would be funny at first," Bella could not even look at Gary's face anymore as his eyes were almost turning moist.
"...Please kill me."
Hearing the Baby Crew starting to make noises everywhere, Bernard could only let out a sigh as he pressed something on the console– and as soon as he did so, everyone could feel their weight coming back to them.
And after a few seconds, everyone's feet were once again touching the floor… all except Gary, whose face was completely planted on the cold, hard, floor.
"..."
"..."
And soon, the door of the control room once again opened.
"...What's going on here?" Empress could only blink a couple of times as she looked at Gary, who was crying on the floor.
"Just… a prank, sis," Bella chuckled awkwardly.
"Your team should rest, we have 12 hours until we're potentially near the invader's ship," Empress sighed as she walked towards Bernard, "What about the other race? Have you tried locating where they are?"
"Not yet," Bernard sighed, "Their… tech is too different from us. But I should have them in a day."
"I see," Empress also let out a short sigh before her eyes trailed towards Hannah who suddenly stood beside her father, "What… are you still doing here? You should rest."
"I don't think so," Hannah crossed her arms, once again tiptoeing to make herself taller, "You're not ordering my team around– my dad fixed this ship, it is as much a property of the Baby Crew as it is the Hope Guild."
"I'm only advising you and your friends should rest and–"
"And leave you here so my dad could eat your pussy?" Hannah scoffed, but after a few seconds she grasped her head, "Fuck, now I have that fucking image in my mind!"
Not just yours– the rest of the Baby Crew thought.
Empress, on the other hand, did not respond and just shook her head, "I don't know what got into that head of yours, Whiteking. To include children in this mission."
"I–"
"Bitch, I'm 20," Hannah snarled before Whiteking could answer.
"I was talking more about your maturity."
"Maturity? You're the one destroying families!"
"..."
The rest of the Baby Crew slowly backed away, with Gary being pulled away by Silvie as they all exited the control room…
…leaving poor Bernard alone as Empress and Hannah once again clashed.
***
"Ah, here it is."
Riley was with Megawoman, who was still holding his wrist; covered in blankets as her head rested on Riley's shoulder. They were currently in Riley's room– No, not his room in the Hope Guild, but in his room in the Ross's residence.
"It needs a few stitches, Megawoman. But we can work on that once you're wearing it."
And floating in front of them…
…was Megawoman's superhero outfit.