GOTC: Well, here we are everyone!! On the verge of introducing Rise of the Guardian 2: Forbidden Memories!
Ace: Hoo-fricken-ray….
GOTC: Oh knock it off, you don't have anything else better to do right now do you?
Ace: Sure, I could be shoving that laptop up your-
GOTC: -AND we're moving on! I would first like to take a moment and thank all of the loyal readers out there who reviewed during the last story! I realize the last chap of AP,MA was kinda short, and there was a few problems with the plot in the last story, but I hope that you will find ROTG2 begins to solve some of the problems you had. This is going to be a seven story series-
Ace: Maybe more if she writes the sequel….
GOTC: That everyone knows about now…. Anyhoo, Like I was saying I appreciate the support from all of you, and hope you will continue reviewing for the many chappies to come!! And now…SQUEAKY!!
Squeaky: Squeak! (Welcome back everyone, and hello to all of our new viewers that hopefully are reading this. For all of you new people out there, GOTC does not own the League, but Ace is hers, so back off.)
Ace: Yes, he did say that in one "Squeak."
GOTC: Ponder it later, you have a story to get to. So hop to it! And readers, I hope you enjoy the first "chapter" of this fic!! OH! By the way: If you have not already read Rise of the Guardian: Ancient Power, Modern Age stop right where you are, turn around and go read it. Otherwise this fic won't make a whole lot of sence, and you'll miss out on some things that will be going on in later stories. So get moving, read the first one then dive into this fic!
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Rise of the Guardian 2: Forbidden Memories
CHAPTER 0: Prologue
The city below moved along at the hustled pace it had become so accustomed. People passed each other on the streets, taxis blared their horns in futile attempts to hurry along the traffic in front of them, and their whole world turned unaware that they were being watched from a dark office stories above their heads.
A single high-backed chair was sitting facing a large office window, looking down on the hustle and bustle of life on the streets below, when a dark voice spoke from the shadows.
"Lording above your kingdom again Luthor?" The voice chuckled darkly.
The chair swung around, and Lex Luthor got to his feet to face his new guest, irritated by the interruption.
"Like you're one to talk," He snorted, "Slinking around in the dark like you're some prince of the night."
"At least I don't sit on some throne like the God you think that you are," Came the amused reply, "I've come to collect my half of the deal."
"You're not collecting anything," Luthor said in a very business-like tone, "You haven't held up all of your end of the bargain yet. Especially after all of the trouble you have been causing me. It took weeks to get those reporters off of my back after what happened in Gotham."
A gleam of white teeth flashed in the dark shadows of Luthor's office as the intruder began to laugh.
"Has it been any more trouble than the League has caused you?," He said, "You worry too much. You shouldn't be worried about not being able to attend the funeral for the mighty Justice League, because if this machine does what you say it does, then you should already have your tux picked out."
"It's not ready yet," Luthor scowled, "I haven't been able to test it, since I haven't found a power source potent enough to get it running without pulling the energy from half of Metropolis."
More laughing came from the shadows, as Argon slowly emerged holding a large, pale green crystal in the palm of his hand.
"Leave that to me," Argon chuckled, basking in the faint glow of the crystal, "And the League will be dead before the end of the month…."
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GOTC: Ok, short, I know, but it's a prologue and just meant to get the whole plot of the story moving.
Ace: And for once, I wasn't in the whole chapter!
GOTC: Don't get comfortable. Remember to R&R and I'll be posting the next chappie soon!!