Crossover Chronicles – Chapter 5: Enter the Collector
Crossover Chronicles – Chapter 5: Enter the Collector Neo-Tokyo blazed like a living circuit board, skyscrapers glowing with kanji billboards and holographic dragons weaving through the midnight air. The storm of Antarctica was behind them, but the danger had only multiplied. Nathan Dillon adjusted his coat as the team stepped off the hover-shuttle. “Well,” he muttered, “if we don’t save the world, at least we’ll get good sushi.” Phillips grinned. “Assuming it’s not cloned fish.” Summer squeezed Dillon’s arm, her gaze fixed on the skyline. “The signal is stronger here. Almost… gleeful.” Buffy frowned. “I hate it when villains are gleeful.” Lauren slipped on a pair of neon aviators. “Relax. At least we look fabulous. Fashion Week meets Armageddon.” But as they moved through the glowing alleys, they weren’t alone. Screens on every building flickered. A bloated figure appeared across them all, wrapped in greasy cyber-samurai armor, voice dripping with smug superiority. “Worst… her...