Injustice 3: The Might of Magic (Book 3)

The Lords of Order:

"What are you doing," I scream, stepping back as we all watch the strange man in the sunglasses transform right before us. However, with the blizzard still in effect, it makes watching him nearly impossible.

I scream as another gust of freezing cold wind hits me. It hits me and immediately, I feel a shiver run down my whole body. I put my hands together and blow into them—something I have never done before.

"Where," I yell, covering my eyes as I look around. "Where did the man go?"

"He's gone," another Lord shouts.

"Impossible," a third Lord screams. "We were all watching him! He couldn't have gone anywhere!"

I force myself to look at where the man was last seen. Through all the blinding snow and freezing wind, I see what looks like a large hole in the already deep snow.

"Wait," I say, looking left and right. My head snaps in all directions as I look at the snow. Fighting through the urge to shield myself, I keep looking until I see something moving beneath the snow, heading directly for one of the Lords.

"Behind you," I yell. The Lord hears my warning and turns around but it doesn't matter. As he turns around, some sort of beast, a monster, with pitch-black skin and sharpened teeth jumps out. It bursts out of the snow and grabs onto the Lord, latching onto him with razor-sharp claws.

The Lord screams as the monster's claws dig into his skin. We all watch as the monster pulls back his head before biting the Lord!

We all yell, scream, shout, and fly away. I jump into the air and try to fly away but the wind forces me to slow down. As I slow down, I turn around and see the monster still biting down on the Lord. It's only a few seconds later when the Lord falls.

"Impossible," I think, still watching the monster sink back into the snow, pulling the Lord with him. "That's impossible! No beast can defeat one of us!"

"What was that," a nearby Lord asks.

"I do not know," another Lord answers. "In all of the years, I have never seen anything like that before!"

"Where did it take him," I ask. I search for the missing Lord but with all the snow and the blinding wind, it's impossible.

Shooting out my hands and raising them high into the air, I chant a spell to bring sunlight. I try to banish this blizzard and melt the snow but no matter how much I chant, the blizzard stays.

"Profer lucem solis," I chant repeatedly. Despite how much magic I am using, I doubt any of the other Lords can see my glowing hands due to the blizzard. I try to repeat the spell a few more times but as a gust of wind hits me, I pull my arms in and hold myself.

"I'm...cold? That is not impossible!"

Even though it is impossible, I cannot fight the cold. Nor can any of the other Lords. We're all shaking and shivering. Either blowing into our hands or rubbing our arms. Feeling my fingers go stiff, I use my magic once more but this time, instead of trying to banish this darn blizzard, I instead summon a small fire to warm my hands. The other Lords see the fire and all come to me. With no choice, we huddle around the fire.

"This is no doubt the man in the sunglasses's doing," one of the Lords states. "After all, he himself confesses to having both the power of order and chaos magic!"

"This must be a lie," I say. "No one can hardness such power! Let alone powers!"

"Do you see what is around us," another Lord says. "This blizzard had frozen our realm! No magic, not even ours alone, can do something like this! The man tells no lie!"

As we argue among ourselves, we all turn our heads when we hear more screaming. Through the cold wind and snow, I can see fainted lights, similar to magical blasts.

"That is coming from the time sphere," I shout. "The man! He had reached the sphere! We must go!"

We Lords waste no time and fly to the time sphere.

The Man:

Quickly digging through the snow, I come up the other Lords easily. Exploding from beneath one of them, I grab and pull him down. The Lord I captured screams and struggles as he tries to escape me but I hold onto him. Biting down on him, I freeze him in seconds. Frozen now, I throw the Lord down before digging my way back up. Now bursting out this time, I peek out from beneath the snow.

"The other Lords have flown away," I say, scanning the surroundings. "They left the sphere exposed. This is my chance. I have to fix the time before anyone is killed."

Jumping out from the snow, I run toward the shaking time sphere. Skidding against the snow and stopping right in front of me, I look it over. A massive sphere of pure magical energy, shining an almost blinding variety of colors, I swing my hand over the sphere. As I do, magical circles are drawn and hovering in the air.

Twisting my hands, a series of symbols and runes quickly appear in the magical circles. They also twist and turn before all rotating at once.

"The time sphere is unstable," I think. "The damage to it is severe but I can still fix it."

As I prepare the right spells and incantations, I stop when I pick up a growing smell.

"The Lords of Order. Shoot."

I look at the magical circles already prepared and growl.

"I have to make this fast."

Turning around, I stomp my foot deep into the snow. Despite the powerful blizzard, I can still see as clear as day, and not too far from where I am are the approaching Lords of Order. It doesn't take long for them to see me.

The second he sees me, the closest Lord swings his hand forward. As he does, a magical beam shoots out from thin air and hits me. It hits me, shattering me into snowflakes that fall all over. Falling onto the snow, I watch from below as all the Lords gather around my footprint.

"That was too easy," one of the Lords says.

"It was," another Lord agrees.

"That is because he is not defeated yet," a third Lord shouts. I recognize this particular Lord. He was the one who stood in front of me while the other pinned me down. I keep watching as he turns his head.

"He is still here," the third Lord goes on. "I can sense him. And what are these?"

He walks over to the magical circles and runes still in the air. Scanning them with one of his hands, he screams and steps back, slamming his hands on his head. Seeing this, the Lords run up to him and catch him.

"What--What is this," the Lord stutters. "This magic...is...It is....It is..."

Before the Lord can finish, I shoot into the air. Quickly shooting into the air, I circle all the Lords, trapping them in a snow tornado. The Lords all scream and fire beams as they slowly freeze, ice covering them. With one final gust, I blow all the Lords away, knocking them into the snow. Reforming in the air, transforming back, I land on all fours on the snow with a heavy thud. Growling as I look at all the Lords, I lunge forward.

Grabbing at one of the Lords, he screams and grabs at the snow. He tries to escape my bite but it's no use. Digging into the snow, I drag him behind me and freeze him. Leaving behind a frozen Lord, I dig through the snow before lunging out and grabbing another Lord. Once more, I drag him down and freeze him. Leaving him buried deep, I jump out of the snow and look around.

Growling as I look around, I smell something coming from behind me and jump out of the way. Multiple beams, some forged from magic and some pure fire, shoot out from the sky. As I jump and run out of the way, I look up to see many Lords shooting at me. Despite the blizzard, the snow, and even the ice on them, they're still focusing on me.

A few breaking off, they fly ahead of me and prepare a rune of their own. Recognizing the symbol but not stopping, I lower my head and start eating the snow. Basically inhaling the snow as I run, I lift my head back up and fire a blueish-green wad of goo. It flies through the air toward the Lords in front of me.

The Lords must have seen it. As they finish chanting their spell, their golden ruin spins, turning into blurs. A few seconds later, beams shoot out from the ruins. They all start out from their own ruins but as they travel together, they combine, and turn into a massive, near-unstoppable magical beam. As this beam travels, it melts the surrounding snow and drives away the blizzard.

"The beam holds the power of the sun," I think, watching as the beam hits my wad of goo. As the two collide, they unleash both a blinding light and a powerful windstorm. Both the lights and windstorm push all of us back, either with the sudden immense heat or the deafening wind.

The Lord:

Using my magic, I summon a shield to protect me from the colliding attacks. I watch from behind my magical shield as the other Lords' sunbeam hits the snow beast's slimly attack. As the two collide, they unleash a wave of pure magical energy that shatters my shield instantly.

I, along with all the other Lords, scream as we are thrown around by wild winds and hit by an unbearable heat. It takes whatever magic I have left just to stabilize myself. Screaming and covering my head as I fight through the wind and heat, I shoot forward before stopping. Feeling drained, like all the energy is gone from my body, I wipe my head.

"That...That is impossible," I say after wiping my head and looking at my arm. "I'm...I'm sweating. That is impossible. We Lords of Order do not sweat. We Lords of Order do not feel drained. We Lord do not--"

I try to finish but when I look around, I stop myself.

"That....That is...That is....not possible."

As I look around, I see all the other Lords of Order floating around. They're either floating around in the air or on the marble platform. They're either still covered in ice or dripping wet. I look past the Lords and examine our dimension. The sun is shining, its orange glow spreading far. Our marble platforms, while still wet from all the snow, are sparking. As for the other half, ice and snow had somehow reformed. The sky is covered in dark clouds, blocking the sun. Ice and snow covered the platforms.

I breathe in and out as I fly through the snowy half of our realm. While flying through, I hold out my hand and magically scan the other Lords.

"They're alive," I think. "But wait. Where is that monster?"

Stopping, I scan my surroundings. It takes some time, given the wind and snow, but I finally can get a general sense of where the beast should be. Flying directly toward it, it doesn't take long for me to see something on a frozen platform.

Looking like a large, white, and red stone, I carefully fly over to it. Landing on the platform, I hold out my hands and prepare some spells in case. Carefully and slowly approaching the strange stone, I hold my hand over it.

"I am not detecting anything. No sign of life or magic. What is this?"

Still holding out my hands, I take a step back. Preparing to shoot at the stone, it cracks open and something long and white shoots out. The thing hits me in the chest, latching onto me and pulling me in.

I try to use magic to escape but before I can even use one spell, something out bursts from the stone. Looking like a different monster, one made from white, boiling flesh and covered with dark-red veins, four arms quickly glow out from the sides of this monster. This monster uses all four arms to grab me. The last thing I see is the monster's sharp teeth as it opens its mouth.

The Monster Man:

Sucking the magic right out of the last Lord, I then freeze him before throwing him to the side. Letting out a breath, my breath coming out in a red mist, I scream and shout as I quickly transform. The sound of bones cracking echoes in my ears as I shrink back down. My four arms are pulled back in and my sharp teeth are turned into square. I squeeze back down into my shell, my shell disappearing into my back as I stand back up. When I'm on my feet, I look at my hands. My normal human hands.

Dropping to a knee, I hold my stomach and open my mouth. Nothing comes out but I still feel awful.

"I...I.....I can't..."

I scream and slap myself. I slap myself over and over again until I push myself back onto my feet.

"I can't do this now," I tell myself. "The others need me."

Back to being just 'The Man', I run and jump from platform to platform. I reach the time sphere in a few minutes and complete the restoration spell. Using the very magic I stole from the final Lord, I chant spells and draw many more runes. Holding out my hands, glowing with order magic, I chant the final incantation.

"The past, the present, and the future," I start, "Join forces and become one. Fix the errors and mistakes of this forced time, and become one again. Join together and flow like a calm river. Let these remember the past, live in the present, and live on into the future."

A few seconds later, the time sphere stops sparking and I lower my hands.