Jez: I forgot about the hearing thing. It did go over what I intended. Not exactly, see the powers only draw memories from the current life. She got a lot, but because he doesn't need all the memories, he doesn't have them and therefore she doesn't either. This Death wouldn't, because this is the first time he's died on this earth. The other death in this dimension occured on another planet, and followed different rules.
I've been told I have flair for the dramatic, it does tend to flow over. Probably would have. I'll rewrite this. I know, and it was one of the things that got explained later on? This one doesn't have the 'charm', she's just being polite. After getting stuck, she'd offered before and he'd declined. He accepted today for story reasons.
It would still be his word against the generals, and the general has friends in high places. No, she's not going to end up one of those. It's definitely not an ordinary bird, and he was chasing it into a trap. Yeah, that was a bit forced, I'll have to write it over. It was supposed to come off like that, but I didn't do it right.
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"I don't understand." Kara confessed. "How am I the reason he's not dead" Fate sighed.
"Like Inza does me, you acted as a spiritual anchor for him. Because of this, he is not dead, but instead in an alternate reality. It is death's realm, normally only reached for a few seconds, in the transition between life and death. I know only of Solomon Grundy who has passed beyond it, and returned." Fate answered. Zatanna coughed.
"It might be possible to restore him, but without a suitable body, it's not going to be possible to bring him back successfully." She informed Kara.
"Then he's gone" She asked.
"I don't know." Etrigan grunted, seeming to have appeared out of no-where. "She said without a suitable body. The problem is, what would constitute suitable? We don't know what kind of powers he really has, or the upper limits of his strength, or even the stress his powers put on his body." He shrugged. "We might kill him again without realizing it."
"I know. But if he's still alive, is it possible" Kara asked. Fate nodded.
"The implantation of a conscious mind is difficult, but it can be done." He answered.
"Then we only need a body." Kara replied, mind already beginning to search her memory.
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"How long until the experiment is completed" The General snapped into the phone.
"Five hours. It's proceeding much faster than the previous experiments. I recommend readying the forces that will go with him and over see the take over." Hamilton replied. "He's been specifically programmed to destroy the league, and he'll be ready to go the instant he's out of the tube."
"Good, how long until our new league is ready for action" The General asked, sounding pleased.
"Another week. They'll all be ready at once this time." Hamilton answered.
"Good. Draw the so called core to earth. I want them eliminated first. Then we'll take the team up." The General hung up the phone. Hamilton grunted.
"Alright Ellie, you're on." He nodded. She was dressed in an exact copy of Supergirl's outfit. She nodded, and grinned, and burst out the door. Rising, she circled wide, away from the lab, avoiding populus area's, before revealing her presence, by racing down the main street of Chicago, heat vision scoring down the middle of the street. The blonde wig shifted as she decelerated, landing in the street outside Comiskey park. A little less than ten minutes later, Flash, Lantern, and Booster Gold appeared in front of her.
"Kara? What are you doing" Lantern asked. A blast of heat vision greeted him, knocking him into the building across the street.
"Hey..." Flash began, but she'd already grabbed Booster by the front of his armor, and swung him, crashing the two together. Lantern fired a blast, but she threw up her own energy shield, and not only blocked, but also absorbed the blast. He gasped, but was cut off as she lunged up, and began to batter his shield. The wig fell off, and he swore. Booster hit her from the side, knocking her away, giving Lantern time to call for backup.
"J'onn, we need Batman and Wonder Woman, and tell Bruce to bring kryptonite." He hissed.
"Why" J'onn asked.
"We've got another clone on our hands." He leveled a blast at the street around her, flinging debris up in her face, which she blasted with her heat vision. Flash blew the debris back into her face. An instant later, a giant green mace smashed her into the air, crashing through the front of the park, causing Booster to glare at him. "What"
"I love that team." He grunted. Flash zipped past.
"Weirdo." He laughed, John shrugged and followed him. Booster snorted, and rose after them. Wonder Woman, with Batman under her arm, arrived a few moments later.
"I think their inside." Batman proclaimed, as a blast of heat vision exploded through the roof. Diana glared at him.
"That detective mind at work again huh" She grinned, and charged in. Batman followed, pulling the kryptonite piece from his belt.
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"Listen. If nothing else, I guarantee, that their plan will work." Adam grinned. Death grunted.
"Only if I choose to let you go." She answered. Adam snorted.
"Believe me babe, if you don't, by the time I'm finished, you'll be eager to be rid of me." He laughed. She noticed he was still watching what ever it was, but despite her best efforts, she couldn't see it.
"What exactly is it that keeps your attention so raptly" She asked finally. They were taking what he laughingly described as a lunch break, even though neither needed to eat.
"It's difficult to describe. It's wash of colors, but not just colors, also emotions, thoughts, feelings, even events, past and present." He answered. "Nothing of the future it seems. Odd."
"Interesting. I wish I could see it." She sighed.
"Maybe you can, take my hand." He held it out. She stared a moment. "I promise I won't bite." He grinned. She nodded, and took hold of it. Instantly, the air changed, and in the sky, she saw what he did. After a moment she let go, stepping back, shaking her head to clear it.
"How can you keep watching that, keep everything straight" She asked.
"No idea." He shrugged. "Guess it's just facet of my personality. So where to now" He grinned, pro-offering his arm.
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"So tell me, exactly how you intend on destroying us" Steel asked. Cyber-naught smiled.
"Electronics fill your suit, do they not" He asked. Steel nodded, a bit cautiously. "Then I'll simply take control of it, and use you, to kill the others, then remove your helmet in space. With you gone, no one will have the power to challenge me." He smiled.
"You're forgetting one thing." Static snorted.
"What's that" Cybernaught asked.
"I've got the power to rock your world." The air around the cybernetic villian crackled with electro-magnetic energy, but he just laughed.
"My organic's protect me from such weak electro-magnetic fields." He replied, and continued laughing.
"Then laugh this off." Steel's hammer crashed into his face. He flipped over in the air, and then an energy blast hit him, causing him to fly into a building behind him. Fate lifted through the air he had occupied silently.
"This one is no threat. There is another that you two are needed to do battle with. I will handle this one." He waved them off. "J'onn, give them the directions."
"How can we help against her" Static asked.
"As long as she can be held off long enough for Batman to bring his Krytonite to bear, you will have helped enough." Fate waved. "Go, I will deal with this one." The two raced off. Fate turned back to Cyber-naught, who was recovering from the blast, and subsequent impact. "I wish to make a deal with you."
"Why should I deal with you" Cyber-naught asked.
"Because my magics, are more than a match for your technology, and you cannot defeat me. As for me, I require your aid." Fate answered.
"With what" Cyber-naught asked.
"A mixing of science and magic. I have the magic. You have the science. It is perhaps predestined that we work together." Fate answered. Cyber-naught snorted.
"I suppose I'll go back to jail if I don't" Cyber-naught asked. Fate nodded. "Then I guess I have no choice." Fate lifted his arms, and both vanished in a flare of light.
