Psylocke Vol 2 Ch 2: The Land Of Titans, Welcome To Brobdingnag!

For so long, I had always felt small. With my relationship with Grace, who I've known since childhood, and now adding in Breonia and the much bigger Darcy, it only made sense for me to feel small. But now, standing in this brand-new world filled with giants, I finally understood that I didn't even know the meaning of the word.

It didn't matter where I looked. Everything, from a discarded piece of tissue paper to a wooden bench, towered over me. Even the Gulliverians holding me didn't make much difference.

"Jesus," I said under my breath as I looked at the massive crowds of Brobs walking by or surrounding the gate we came out of.

They were bigger than mountains. It would be better to call them living landscapes that a single Lilliputian like myself could take months to walk from one side to the other.

I could hear Grace giggling from up above. I turned to look at her and saw her smiling down at me.

"What do you think?" she asked.

"It's amazing," I said, looking back at the massive titans.

"Ha, it always amazes first-timers," Breonia said, walking up to Grace. "Don't worry, it'll get old soon," she said, tightening her right hand over the backpack handle on her back.

"I find that hard to believe," I said with a smile, feeling the vibrations of the booming footsteps of these Brobs.

"We're in the Gulliverian area right now, so you're not going to see that many Brobs," Grace said.

I held tight to the fabric of Grace's clothes that held me snugly to her chest. "This isn't a lot of Brobs?" I said in disbelief, seeing so many already.

"Where is she?" I heard Breonia ask as she looked around, searching for someone.

"Who are you looking for?" I asked, glancing at Breonia, unable to suppress my curiosity.

"Found her," Breonia said, her eyes becoming almost lifeless for a moment.

"Found who?" I asked again, slightly irritated that I was being ignored.

Breonia looked down at me, her eyes stern, which usually meant I was either about to be stepped on or it was time for training—neither of which was good for me.

"Find her," she said, bringing her face closer to me.

I wanted to ask "find who," but I knew better than to question Breonia. The information she gave me would have to be enough.

I closed my eyes and began to focus on the power inside of me. The power of psych. Whoever I was looking for was a woman, and since Breonia didn't tell me who it was, it meant I already knew this person and would recognize her energy.

I could feel it, the power deep inside of me. It started as a speck of energy but grew into a blazing small star that filled my body. My consciousness expanded outward, allowing me to see further and sense energies I couldn't detect before.

I searched through the crowds of Gulliverians and the even bigger crowds of Brobs, trying to find someone familiar.

"I'm getting nothing," I said quietly, my eyes still closed as I focused.

"Focus harder," Breonia said, her voice more stern.

"Back off," Grace said from above. I could already imagine her giving Breonia the cold stare that always turned my blood to ice.

I blocked all that out; I needed to find the person I was meant to find. My mind became more focused as it scanned through the land. "Come on, find her," I chanted to myself as my mind raced from one end of the airport to the other.

"Huh?"

I sensed a familiar presence, a warm and strong energy that stood out among the others. It was Darcy.

"I found her," I said, opening my eyes.

Breonia's stern expression softened just a bit as she turned towards the direction that Darcy stood and nodded her head slightly. She would never say it out right but I knew she was proud of me.

Grace followed, holding me securely to her chest. I glanced up at her and she smiled down at me. "You did great," she whispered.

Breonia and Grace maneuvered through the bustling terminal, deftly avoiding clusters of Gulliverians. Soon, a towering figure came into view, holding a sign that read, "Welcome to Brobdingnag."

"There she is," Grace said with a smile, as she continued to walk.

Darcy beamed as they approached. Without missing a beat. "look who it is!" She said with a smile as she bent down and picked us up,  her movements careful yet effortless.

The wind was in my hair as we began to lift higher and higher. I looked ahead at a immense face glancing down at me.

"So, Tristan, welcome to Brobdingnag," Darcy said with a grin, her voice booming. "What do you think of our world?"

I couldn't help but laugh as I looked around at the colossal structures and immense crowds. "I don't even have words. Everything is so... immense."

Darcy chuckled, the sound booming like distant thunder. I  instinctively covered my ears slightly, though i couldn't help but smile.

"It's overwhelming at first," Darcy said warmly, carefully stepping out of the airport. "But you'll get used to it. This way, our car is parked nearby." She said as she continued her walk, her booming footsteps not so overwhelming from the height that I was currently at.

We soon made it outside  where a gleaming black car of a brand that I hadn't seen before, labeled "Titanium Lux." Darcy opened the door with ease, placing all of us on the dash inside before settling into the driver's seat.

As the engine purred to life, Darcy glanced down at me once more as I hung tightly to Graces chest pocket. "Ready for your new adventure, little guy?"

I took a deep breath, the scent of the unfamiliar world filling my senses. "Ready as I'll ever be."

"Well good, because we are about to meet a scary lady," Darcy said, her face becoming stiff.

"What?" I asked, feeling a knot form in my stomach.