The Eighth Law

Chu Hang stood by the window, watching Natasha leave the conference room. Once the door closed, silence settled over the room. He raised his right hand. The black markings on his palm writhed beneath his skin like something alive. The Void Force flared up every few hours, spreading from his palm toward his arm. Each time, suppressing it again took an enormous amount of effort.

This couldn't go on forever.

Chu Hang turned and left the conference room, following the corridor toward the teleportation platform outside the compound. He needed to venture into deep space, find Rocket Raccoon, and deal with the threat of the Void Force inside him along the way. Carol had said the round trip would take twelve hours, but with his current mastery of the law of space, a few breaths would be enough.

He stepped onto the platform, closed his eyes, and activated his Super Hearing. The sounds of the universe flooded his mind, hundreds of millions of streams of information instantly sifted and filtered. He was searching for a particular frequency. Rocket Raccoon's ship engine emitted a unique energy signature, a variant of Hank Pym's early technology that only Rocket used in the entire universe.

Found it.

Thirty-two hundred light-years from Earth, at the edge of the Orion Arm, a small ship was traveling through interstellar space. Chu Hang locked onto its coordinates, activating the power of all seven laws inside him at once. The law of space wove a complex web around him, each strand connected to a distant node in space-time. He took one step and vanished from the teleportation platform.

A second later, Chu Hang appeared in the pitch-black expanse of space. Five kilometers ahead, a battered-looking ship was cruising along. Laser burns and impact dents covered its hull. It looked