I'll be honest, I am not familiar with the Justice League or DC universe that well, but I am familiar with the JL and the JLU series. I own nothing except for my OC and parts along the story because I will be incorporating episodes from the JL and JLU series. I am open to comments and suggestions about what should do for my OC. Okay talking a bit too much onto the chapter.
Name: Jason Roberto Leverage.
SEX: Male
Hair Color: Brown
Eye Color: Amber
Height: 6' 4
Weight: 215 lbs
DOB: July 26th, 1990
Age: 26
POB: Detroit, Michigan, United States of America
Parent/Guardian: Deceased
Siblings: One Sister, Name: Michelle Leverage.
Occupation: Mechanic
Residents: Unknown
Race: Caucasian
Abilities: Hellfire Chain, Hell Scythe, Hellcycle, Hell Charger, Possession, Shadow Porting, Superhuman Strength/Speed/Durability, Pyrokinesis
Jason's POV
Auto Mechanic and Parts
Today could have been an actual apocalypse. Dozens of people are getting sick from whatever bug is going around. But the weird thing is that anyone who is sick, no matter what age or race, they are all guys. Seriously, they are all men, middle age to teenagers to children. Though something does not feel right with this kind of sickness. Why would it just target mostly men, and not women as well? That is what bothers me, as well as my 'buddy'. But I had more important things to worry about than just the bug, I had my little sister to look after. To me, my whole world revolves around her, she is the only family I have left and I am not about to lose her by getting sick. I was working on a customer's Dodge pick up when I had a sort of vision about what was happening.
My confusion was ended when the Rider, my sort of alter ego, showed me what happened and what caused the disease to come around. Seeing as I had no other way around this as Justice needs to be done, I called home to let Michelle know I was going to be working really late so don't expect me to be home anytime soon.
"Mr. Larson has been working you for the whole week!" complained Michelle from her end of the phone, I chuckled but remembered that Larson had been taken to the hospital about fifteen minutes earlier.
"Don't be so hard on the guy, you been watching the news lately?" I asked the same question on everyone's mind in current events. I could tell that my sister was slightly surprised to hear me defend someone like my boss but none the less answered my question.
"You mean how every man, other than you, is somehow getting sick and needs to be taken to a hospital?" answered Michelle with a slight hitch in her words. Her boyfriend wound up in the hospital this evening and it hit her pretty hard.
"Boss just collapsed half-an-hour ago. Told me to finish up the work on the car and lock up." I continued to explain. Michelle seemed satisfied from the deep sigh I heard from the phone.
"Alright, but be careful. I don't to lose you to." worried my sister. I chuckled but shook it off.
"I always am, see tomorrow." I heard the phone click and then end, I put my own phone back into my pocket, my normal relaxed face was replaced in an instant with a serious 'get the f**** out of my way' expression. I walked around to the front of the shop, flipped the sign saying that we are now closed. I went to the parking lot, where a 1976 modified black Dodge Charger waited for me. I popped the trunk open, grabbed a black leather jacket, some white thrown in, mostly at the sides just above the hips, on the shoulders then rings around both arms. I zipped up the jacket, put on some leather gloves and then closed the trunk. I walked around to the driver's seat, opened the door and got in. I started the engine while closing the door, then just closed my eyes and let the Rider direct me to where the source of the disease was. I saw a familiar setting, a military airfield, not far from Detroit. I started the engine and pulled out of the parking lot, I turned down the main road and began to head straight for the source of the disease.
Military Airfield
Driving through a broken gate, I sensed that the Rider knew that whoever was responsible for the diseases was close by. I parked my car, grabbed a pair of chains with a hook on each end and hid them in the sleeves of my jacket, and locked the car between two hangars and began to follow the Rider's direction till I came across a large hangar. I walked around the outside of the hangar till I found a side entrance. When I opened the door, I heard what I know is most likely a fight. I snuck down low to the ground and began to make my way to the source. I peered around a corner to see an ongoing fight between two members of the Justice League, two known super villains and an unknown. The most common thing was that all of hem were women.
Namely Wonder Woman or Diana of Themyscira, and Hawkgirl. The two villains were Star Sapphire and Tsurkui. The last was someone hat I do not recognize but he Rider told me that she was responsible for the disease outbreak that was killing thousands. While the Rider wanted to go and attack the three as all of them had innocent blood on their hands, I urged him to wait to see how this will play out. Maybe the League would do the job for us. But that all changed when something rather unexpected happened.
While the villains had been beat by the two Leaguers, Tsurkui had escaped and boarded a jet plane that had been in the hangar and was holding a woman who was wearing white robes, gold crown and had long blond flowing hair. The woman was tied up and was being held by the assassin with a knife at her throat. That's when I decided to step in, slipping a chain out from my right sleeve, I snuck up till I was in range. Knowing that Tsurkui was a trained assassin I had one effective target, the face. I swung my chain around in the air then swung it at the assassin, the hook slicing her cheek in the process leaving a good size cut. The woman took the chance and knocked the assassin out with a hard hit to the head with her own. My chain clattered to the floor, effectively getting the attention of the entire room.
"Now where is the respect in treating the great Hippolyta like this?" I asked to the unknown, who I now had a better look at. She was also blond, tan skin, white clothing, gold bracelets and a gold crown like Hippolyta.
"You need to leave right now!" Said Diana in a rushed tone as she thought I was a random civilian that got a lucky hit. "The allergens here will kill you!"
"That is his own fault." Stated the mystery blond and threw a sort of smoke grenade at me, and exploded at my feet, dispensing a cloud of red smoke. I raised an eyebrow, not impressed in the least. I took a deep breath in, some smoke following my breath and I let out the breath through my nose.
"If anything, she is the one in danger." I pointed a hook at the woman. "Now I would suggest you surrender before you make me do something you're going to regret."
"Aresia of Themyscira has nothing to fear from a mere man." Defied Aresia. But I decided to get inside her head and try to prove that she should be very afraid of me.
"But Aresia Sarkovi was terrified of men with guns." I returned, getting a startled look from her as no one other than Hippolyta knows about that. "Ahh, so Aresia does fear something. Or rather that is what you used to fear, now what you seek is revenge for the ones who took your mother and father." That last sentence caused Aresia to attack me, but I blocked each attack. Countering every now and again, knocking her off balance or away from as I may hunt down criminals, I still have moral thoughts to up hold. This fight continued on till Aresia kicked me out side. I slid on my feet but remained standing. The Leaguers would have come to help me but Star Sapphire and Tsurkui had regained consciousness and were now attacking the two heroes.
"Man will fall and this world shall be made new for women." Insisted Aresia, but I got up and swung my chain around her waist and pulled her around so I was now standing between her and the hangar.
"You want to do that, you'll have to kill me first." I growled, slowly losing control of the Rider. Aresia's response was running forward and punching me in the jaw. But I did not move and looked back at Aresia. I just shoved her back, making her slide on her shoes. At this point, the Rider was now ready to come out.
"You won't stand in my way!" Threatened Aresia as she steadied herself. I felt a burning heat around me and I retorted to her last statement, fear present in my words.
"I'm not the one standing in your way." I told her while hunching forward, my skin beginning to burn up, a foul stench of burning flesh filled the night air. I heaved twice, skin flaming off my skull, my eyes gone and replaced by burning lights. My skull was soon engulfed in flames or at least be back half was. Several cracks were along the front of my skull and were glowing amber. I stood up straight, my chain now glowing orange and bathed in flames. The look of surprise/mild fear on Aresia's face was incredible defined. The Rider growled at Aresia.
"YOU:" stated the Rider while pointing at her, it's voice much different from my own. "Guilty."
"I'm not afraid of you." defied Aresia, a small amount of fear could be detected. But the sound of a jet engine was heard. Looking to the source, it was the jet plane Aresia was after. "Besides, I have a mission to complete." Added Artesia, but the Rider just snorted and whipped around, swinging it's chain in the air, then swing down, hard. The chain became incredibly longer and sliced the cockpit off from the rest of the plane. The aircraft stopped dead in it's tracks, a fountain of fuel came from a line that had been broken. The fuel crossed the airstrip cutting off the two from the plane.
"NOT ANYMORE." stated the Rider then turned back to Aresia who was now seriously considering retreating, but that decision was not her's. The Rider whipped out it's chain and swung it at the stream of fuel, creating a wall of fire, cutting off her escape route. Then the Rider swung the chain at her, the metal line wrapped around her arms and waist pinning them to her body. Giving a hard yank on the chain, The Rider pulled Aresia to him where she stood two feet from him. "YOUR SOUL IS STAINED WITH THE BLOOD OF THE INNOCENT YOU POISONED. REPENT YOUR SINS ARESIA OF THEMYSCIRA." ordered The Rider, unaware the League and Hippolyta had gathered nearby to see what was to unfold.
"I will never do such a thing if it means that man will continue to live." responded Aresia, putting on a brave face, though every part of her knew that this may have been a poor decision.
"THEN BURN!" roared the Rider, it's chain turning purple and a column of fire erupted from beneath Aresia, making her cry in agony as she felt the burn of the hell fire. Diana, Hawkgirl and Hippolyta watched the scene, though Diana took action.
"Stop! You're killing her!" demanded Diana as she grabbed the Rider's shoulder, but pulled back when she felt her hand burn when she touched him.
"JUSTICE WILL BE DONE." replied the Rider, then the column of fire ceased, and a cloud of smoke could be seen. The Rider walked forward to the edge of the smoke and waved a hand through the cloud. It instantly dispersed, revealing a battered Aresia, wearing torn Amazonian clothing, and had a few burns here and there. She got to her feet, but a smug smile crossed her lips.
"Guess man is not as powerful as they think." taunted Aresia, who threw a punch at the Rider's chest, but the punch did nothing to even harm the rider.
"ARTESIA OF THEMYSCIRA HAS BEEN FOUND GUILTY OF THE SUFFERING OF THOUSANDS OF INNOCENT LIVES, HOWEVER, ARESIA SARKOVI HAS COMMITTED NO CRIME AND SHALL NOT BE PUNISHED." clarified the Rider, gaining several surprised looks from Hippolyta, Diana, and Hawkgirl.
"You burned the enchantments I used to make Aresia into an amazon off her!" Gasped Hippolyta as she realized what the Rider had done.
"SHOULD I HAVE USED THE ALTERNATIVE?" demanded the Rider, effectively shutting up the Greek god. The Rider swung the chain around, then slipped it up its sleeve and began to walk away. Hawkgirl, however, did not appreciate this.
"And where are you going?" Demanded the Thanagarian. The Rider stopped in its tracks and laughed loudly a blood churning cackle.
"A DEMON'S FATE IS NOT YOUR CONCERN." stated the Rider, who then whistled using two fingers, my black charger came rolling up, the wheels and engine on fire. Entering the vehicle, the Rider slammed on the gas pedal, sending the car rocketing forward, leaving a trail of fire and the two heroes and Greek deity in the distance.
"I do not believe we have seen the last of this demon." Said Diana as she watched the car fade into the distance. She turned to Aresia who was in a way broken. The Rider had taken away her last remaining family, but what was odd was she thought it would have broken her but it strangely did not. "We have to make sure something like this does not happen again." continued Diana as she looked at Aresia who was now on her knees from the shock of being mortal again.
TO BE CONTINUED...
Okay done, I'll be honest I did not expect some reviews so soon or favorites for that matter. Also the reason I did not include the penance stare is because I wanted to buff his vehicle possession ability to ridiculous levels for a chapter that is coming up. Like seriously ridiculous buff, by which he can turn a plane he possessed into a dragon similar to that of Deathwing from World of Warcraft, or possess and make a ship fly in the air like it is a plane, while also making some serious appearance changes. So that is why I took out the penance stare, as for the shotguns, I will add them later.