THE MULTIVERSAL CRIMINAL

Chapter 30: Ascend, Approach And Dissapear

The IMG with an increased strength, accompanied by the formidable God, Elmitrios, sat cuddled together in the back of His vessel, as it darted through the multiversal plane towards Hitharia. The vessel had changed its exterior greatly in order to pass through the higher dimensional space. However, it maintained a three dimensional interior for the well-being of the newly come. There weren't even any windows that gave a view of the outside. Better that way as creatures go mad when they view something so out of their limits, beholding the Multiversal plane, which was countless dimensions above their accustomed few. Elmitrios himself, and the other Gods were three dimensional creatures initially. But ever since the incident of their planet being flung out of their 'verse, they had gained the power to exist purely- without having an organic shell, as an energy. But they liked their looks so they agreed to take that route less often.

Seated in the back, the group exchanged troubled glances. Meeting the Gods again was scary. Would one ever be happy to meet their executioner for the second time? The emotions were mixed, yet dread was most visible. A slight curve on their foreheads accompanied by their weakly enclosed postures gave way to the tension in their hearts. It wasn't panic, but it was something near to it.

Facing Juvo and the Gods- it instigated terror in their veins.

"How long?" Sharlotte asked, after watching how uncomfortable everybody was.

"Soon," He replied, "You need not worry about Juvo though. He's likely rotting in the prison cells now, his sentence mere moments away from the likeliness of the present developments." Elmitrios tried to lift them up. His voice reverberated to the back through the walls.

"Do you think we can pull this off?" Sierra squeaked, her eyes barely hovering above her knees which were pressed against her chest.

"Pull this off?" Markus began in disbelief, "Siri, most of our worries are gone. Juvo's been dealt with and he's way out of harm now. Thanks to Lily over there, we managed to prove ourselves worthy by correctly opening the Book of Gods. So yeah! We can definitely pull this off! We will get our lives back, and our job, hopefully..." He got uncertain in the last bit. "Hey Jayden? They wouldn't have decommissioned us for dead, would they?"

That cracked up every other soul in the back of the ship and they lay on the floor laughing, where Markus looked hither tither, confused as to what in the actual hell had he said.

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The day had come. Zhim and his co-workers looked admiringly above at the massive wormhole they had specially created for inter-universal travel. Down in the valley up front, innumerable bots swarmed like ants. It was time they made history.

Edna and Jenna wrapped one of their arms around Zhim in a loving fashion, and acclaimed the new piece of technology that was the brainchild of the Galactic Patrol; in particular, Samara, who stood nearby in joy, cherishing the moments of the best day in her life.

The whole planet stood poised by the screens, to withhold the historic event. Children, Middle aged, old- all alike.

Zhim slowly pulled the mike to his lips, one he had purchased especially for this memorable occasion, and spoke simply, "Start the countdown." The muffled sound of his voice, filtered with an electronic chime and a background of static blasted through the loudspeakers atop the towering metropolitan complex of the Galactic Patrol headquarters.

A huge digital clock started ticking. With each tick, their hearts beat blood more strongly, building up their anticipation. The minute passed so slow, it became almost irritating.