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Prologue

Three years ago, a space pod disguised as a meteor, hurtled on a collision course with Earth. The Justice League, a group of some of the world's finest, fired a single shot from their space based orbital headquarters, intending to destroy the target and allow its fragments to burn up safely in Earth's atmosphere.

Having taken a direct hit, the space pod was deflected off course and entered the atmosphere just outside of the Justice League's sensor range.

Satisfied, the League members return to their normal duties, unaware that the threat to Earth still remains...

Chapter 01: The Threat

Present Day

Amidst the chaos of happy couples and friends talking excitedly about the carnival that had just set up in town, a single topic of conversation was repeated all across town, "Have you heard the latest on the "Golden Warrior"?"

"No, what happened?"

"He destroyed another city last night. No warning at all!"

On the far side of the carnival, another voice was raised in the cacophony of those noises so commonly associated with theme parks. "So, who is this "Golden Warrior", anyway?"

"No one knows. There have only been handful of survivors and they all gave the same description. Gold hair and a tail."

"A tail?"

"Yeah. The Justice League hasn't even been able to find him in three years!"

"What's the deal with that?"

High above the city, backlit by the full moon, a creature with an unmistakable aura of evil intent gazed down at the city full of lights and life with an amused grin at the simple creatures of this planet, totally unaware of the fate about to seal their lives. His grin widening with anticipation, like a predator about to take easy prey, he descended toward the lights of the city, touching down easily in the middle of a street crawling with the inhabitants of this worthless planet, all turning to look in confusion, awe, and in a few cases, fear.

The creature of evil closed his eyes and crossed his arms, the light of the carnival playing about his form, changing his jet black hair into a dancing kaleidoscope of blues and pinks. His dark blue outfit and blue and yellow vest or armor reflecting the slow rotation of the fariswheel in the distance.

A few seconds passed as the sounds of passerby's dwindle down to nothing. A single voice broke the silence that descended upon all those with enough awareness to notice his arrival.

"He must be part of the Justice League. With that golden maniac running around loose, I heard that they were going to send some members here. Especially after how much convincing it took to get this carnival set up."

Snorting with contempt at the complete lack of insight into the situation, the black haired man sent a frost covered gaze around the group. Some warrior race. They couldn't even tell when death was approaching.

The sound of approaching footsteps drew his attention forward. A child stood before the newcomer, looking up with excitement in his eyes, and a gap filled smile on his face.

Gazing downward at the boy, the black and blue clad warrior of darkness shook his head again in amazement at the stupidity of these people.

"Excuse me, mister," the child said, "Can I have your autograph?"

Snickering with amusement, the warrior shifted his weight nearly imperceptivity to his right... And with a kick of his left leg so fast that those watching barely saw a blur of motion, sent the child colliding through a wall of a nearby building.

A moment of shocked silence followed. But only for a moment.

"My baby!" came a shriek from the crowd. As if that was some kind of cue, the crowd around the demon scattered. Soda bottles and cotton candy flew in all directions as the vermin attempted to vacate the immediate area around the monster. Unwrapping his tail from around his waist, a gesture of excitement and anticipation, the black clad warrior lifted a hand lazily toward the backs of the fleeing cowards.

Sneering sickly, the monster sent a blast of energy at the pests retreating backs. They vanished in an explosion and a cloud of smoke.

Two figures launched themselves from the T-shaped tower just off the coast of Jump City, toward the first smoke rise. Even from this distance, the screams of the victims could be heard audibly over the thunder of explosions and crashing of buildings.

In her ear, Robins voice came through the comm. link, crackling slightly with electronic discharge, "Raven, you and Starfire go on ahead. We'll catch up with you."

Raven placed a finger to her ear, the gesture activating her comm. "Alright, Robin."

To her left and little above her, the strawberry haired Tamerainian quivered slightly in the air. "Do you believe this is the "Golden Warrior"?"

Raven brushed a stray strand of lavender hair behind one ear, a gesture she had to perform more and more often these days. Her hair was beginning to get a little long, reaching down past her shoulders now, and getting totally unmanageable.

"I don't know who else it could be, Starfire," Raven said, turning her head to yell across to the Tamerainian. "We are about to find out, though."

Starfire rung her hands together nervously as they flew at top speed toward the most recent of smoke rises, her perpetual cheerfulness faltering under the circumstances of destruction that was plaguing their city. "What happens if we cannot win, Raven?"

Raven bit down on her lip, not wanting to consider that possibility. A couple of years ago, her father, Trigon, had broken free of those who imprisoned him, using her as a portal to the living world. With his power unmatched and striking to quickly to be opposed, he had laid waste to their home, their world, the innocent frozen in time with no hope of freedom, living yet dead...

Raven never wanted to see anything like that ever again. "We pray," Raven whispered.

To be continued...

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