Well hello ladies and gentleman. My name is No Profile and this is my second story in my "2-part-fic" extravaganza of DCUO. Here you will come to know my two characters: Maxwell Strong and Catherine Cross. Why regular names and not some crazy super-hero ones? Well I guess you'll have to read to find out. Now then, specs for the characters. Catherine Cross is a staff-wielding acrobat, with ice powers. She follows Circe. Blonde, strong and dressed in regular clothes. Color pattern of black and baby blue. Max is a martial artist, acrobat and has an affinity for distributing ass-kicking throwing some of his fire abilities around every once in a while. He follows the lead of Wonder Woman. He jokes quite a bit. You'll see why. He's also dressed in regular clothes and his color pattern is dark grey and red. Both drive a vehicle. You'll read about it in the fic. And finally, before we start:

Disclaimer: I don't own DCUO, DC Comics or anything DC related. The main characters are mine, the plot is mine, but not the game. Yet (rubs hands and smiles darkly).


She looked down, to the door of the building she was about to attack. Circe gave her the order to attack. Said that the place was a hide out spot for the Sentinels Of Magic that tried to stop her the week before. Right now she couldn't care less about who they were.

She was pissed off with Faust for tricking her into a plan the day before, where there was soul-absorbing involved. Of course the ass-hole forgot to mention that her soul could be colateral damage too. She was pretty much ready to kill him if the Society hadn't stepped in. Apparently she couldn't lay a finger on him, all because he was a higher-ranked member of the Society. Bullshit. They're supposed to be villains. She, of course, followed her orders. That's how she worked. She wasn't about to change because some wannabe ruler of the world tried to kill her. That's part of the job. Doesn't mean she couldn't be pissed. She dropped down from the building she was on, readied her staff and walked the distance to the door of the building. She wouldn't want to be these guys right now...

-MEANWHILE- A FEW MILES AWAY-

He'd just stopped a mugger from taking a young lady's bag. God, tonight was boring. He'd been out on patrol for 2 hours now and all he'd acomplished so far was stopping that mugging and a liquor store hold-up. He stopped his car at the red light. It's not like he was in a hurry to not do anything. He slightly revved the engine, enjoying the car's purr.

It was an old american car, painted black, with two red racing stripes painted along it's length. It was a beauty. One of the few things he actually cared about in this world. He'd restored the car before the exobyte incident. As soon as he found out he couldn't fly or run super-fast, he thought of using it. Batman made a few modifications to it and soon enough Maxwell Strong was out on the streets.

He actually stuck with his real name. As much as he liked the idea of heroes, he wasn't very fond of silly names, capes and tights. So he decided a simple shirt with a fireball, jeans, sneakers and power gloves was enough. It was definitely easier to kick-ass with those clothes. The only unusual thing about his 'costume' was that he wore a utility belt, packed with his grappling gun, smoke pellets, and a few dozen shuriken.

The light turned green and just as he started to drive off, he got the call that some Sentinels Of Magic were being attacked at they're own base. It wasn't to far from his current position so...

"This is Strong, I'll deal with the Sentinels problem." He glued his foot to the floor, making the tires screech a little bit before the car finally found traction, proppeling him forward to the Sentinels base.

-MEANWHILE- BACK WITH CATHERINE-

She smashed another sentinels face on the ground with the tip of her staff, quickly turning around, punching another one of them in the face with her ice-covered fist.

"Is this all the mighty Sentinels Of Magic have? I'm disappointed. I expected a real fight." The last man she knocked down, looked up to her, coughing some blood. He spoke.

"You'll never get away with this villain. We'll stop you. We'll..." He never got to finish his sentence as she kicked him the face.

"You'll shut up and die." She created and ice spear and threw it at the two incoming sentinels impaling both in it. Suddenly she heard someone talk to her from behind.

"Excuse me, would it be pushing it to ask you to stop?" She turned around swinging her staff, meaning to hit the person behind her in the face. That person dodged the attack,securing her arms to the side, and getting close to her. She glared.

"Who are you supposed to be?"

"I'm the guy who's going to stop you. What about you?" She released her arms and swung the staff again, forcing him to back flip his way out of her reach.

"Who I am doesn't matter. All you need to worry about is me killing you." He whistled.

"Agressive. I like that. Does that translate to everything you do?" He had a grin on his face. She didn't. She yelled in anger at his joke, running to him and attacking. The fight was on.


Well, what do you think? Are you intrigued? Interested? At least slightly? Let me know if it's a yes or no in the review you're going to write of this chapter. Please do write. I need to know you're opinions. They make me fell great. Even if they're not exactly positive. I'm a fan of constructive criticism. Those that wrote the stories that I reviewed know that this is true. I'm also open to any tips you might have on improving the story or my writing. So come on. Write it. Do it! NOW! Oh yeah, by the way:

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