Well hello. How are you doing? Enjoying the show? I hope so. Now this is where the action picks up. I'm pretty sure you're not expecting what comes next. Well actually you can pretty much guess what comes right after this, but I'm talking about the story. You probably understood what I meant. To be honest I'm really just stalling to see if I can increase the size of the author note. You know, since it seems to have caught on. … Right, anyway:

Disclaimer: I do not own DCUO, DC Comics or anything DC related. And after so much mentioning of DC you can pretty much guess who owns all of this.


THAT NIGHT

Miss Magician and Doctor Prime had just finished stopping a couple of grocery store robberies, one car theft, a small time super-villain and were on their way to stop a bank robbery turned hostage situation.

"Really J'onn? Anything else while we're down here? Maybe you want us to get you a bagel or something." Through the ear-piece came the smooth-voiced reply of the Martian Manhunter.

"No, thank you. I already hate. And sarcasm isn't going to stop these thugs from turning that hostage situation into something worse."

"I hate to say it honey, but he's right. You need to calm down." Miss Magician laughed at this.

"I need to calm down? This coming from the guy who just a few ours earlier sent Toyman into unconsciousness for speaking the wrong words." Prime knew she was right by saying that, but he was going to get his point across no matter what.

"And that coming from the woman who kicked several men in their jewels because she was having enough of them." She huffed out at this.

"You know they had it coming. And don't give me that crap about not doing it because it's wrong".

God this woman is stubborn. "Look, all jokes aside, calm down. If you don't want to do this, I can handle it alright?"

"Of course I want to do it! But don't you think this is pushing too far? Seriously with all the new... Wait what did you say?"

"What?"

"You can handle them?"

"Well, yeah."

"All of them?"

"There can't be that many." And along came the ever-cool Martian Manhunter to give the information.

"Thermal scans show that there are 6 hostiles in the building. 3 in the main hall, 2 in the roof and 1 in the back entrance."

"And you can handle that?"

"Yeah."

"Alone?"

"Absolutely."

"10 bucks says you can't." Prime was surprised to say the least. Maybe a little shocked too.

"Are you seriously suggesting gambling over this?"

"Why? You afraid?"

"For the hostages, yeah. Their lives are at stake in case you haven't noticed."

"Oh please, we both know you're first move is to protect the hostages with a shield." If you could see his face (which you couldn't), he'd be raising one of his eyebrows.

"Alright, you want to play that game? Than 20 says I can do it without triggering any alarms."

"And how do you expect to do that?"

"That's my little secret. Why? You afraid?" Oh, it's on big guy.

"20 bucks. Let's see what you got?" They stopped, hovering above the roof of the bank. Prime took of his helmet and handed it to Miss Magician. She looked at him confused.

"Why do I want this?"

"It's got thermal and Sonar vision. So you can keep track of my progress. Those 20$ are mine."

"Yeah right. Don't forget to call for help when you get shot at. I'll be right here."

"Just put on the helmet." Once she did she noticed that the visor was already showing image in thermal view.

"To change to sonar, just say the word 'Sonar' and the helmet will change on it's own."

"Copy that." He started hovering down to the roof of the bank getting into direct view of one of the thugs.

Seriously Prime you just started and you're already... Than she saw the thug fall down only then to be hovered down into Police custody.

What the... How did he... The second guy was down. But instead of being transported to the front of the building to be arrested she saw the body floating down to the back entrance. Prime was still on the roof. He put his hands to his head and soon the body he had just dropped started moving again. Prime had taken over it. He knocked on the door. She faintly heard a 'dude, open the door' quip. After a few seconds the man at the back entrance opened the door and soon fell to the ground like the previous goon. Prime stopped clutching at his head and hovered the two body's from the back to the front of the building and, again, laid them down near the cops. He floated down and entered the building.

Now her view was a bit more obstructed so she did as instructed and spoke the word 'Sonar' and soon saw a wave of sorts go through the world around her. As it passed the building, several body's started popping up inside it. The hostages, the 3 thugs and Prime. She didn't know how he was doing it but he was walking right in the middle of the room and no one was giving him a second glance. There was no reaction from the hostages, the thugs, no one. He was just strolling by in her eyes. So he walked calmly to the back of the first goon at the far end of the hall and choked him into unconsciousness, hiding the body afterward. Soon he was moving to the other two who were by the door. Just as he was reaching them one of them turned around and looked straight at Prime.

She drew in a breath quickly , thinking he had been found and he was going to start to get shot at and from what she saw he hadn't even raised the barrier around the hostages yet. She started flying towards the front of the bank, but noticed that the goon didn't react to his presence there. Prime was clutching his head again this time, controlling the body of the goon hidden behind the pillar. The body and the goon seemed to exchange a word or two and then the one near the door turned back around. The body sat down and suddenly lost all signs of movement as Prime stopped clutching his head once again. He finally raised himself, grabbed the heads of the two goons and knocked them together. The hostages were surprised, to say the least and Rebecca let out that breath she was holding, perplexed at how John could have handled this situation as he did. She was stunned. She flew down in time to see him untying the last of the hostages and floating the unconscious body's of the goons to the police cars. She took of the helmet.

"How the hell did you do that? I could see you fine and yet you obviously stepped into the line of fire of two goons and walked around here like it was totally normal."

"That right there is my secret. You could see me, because you had the helmet, but they couldn't because I was like this." He suddenly disappeared. Turned invisible.

"Since when can you do that?"

"I've been training for a few weeks to master the technique. It was pretty hard at first."

"What do you mean, technique?" He became visible again.

"Well technically I'm not turning invisible. It's kind of hard to explain but basically what I'm doing is erasing my image form people's brains. So, in practice, they don't perceive me to be in the room." He grinned slightly.

"And talking about perception, I believe you owe me 20$."

"I guess, but in case you haven't noticed, I don't have a money pouch on my belt." She handed him his helmet. He put it on.

"I'll tell you what: you come to dinner with me tonight and I'll forget all about the bet." Rebecca was surprised it wasn't a more ridiculous request. Usually he'd ask her to admit that he's a genius and that she was wrong. He said it was good for his ego. To compensate for how he looked. So this time she smiled to herself.

"You got it." I was planing on dining with you anyway. Sucker.

I heard that.

God dammit!


That's it. I hope you enjoyed this chapter. And actually, now that I think about it, this is the first chapter so far that doesn't have an author note in the middle of it. Could it be that I finally stopped doing it? It's a sign. There is a God!...

Sorry. That was a bit over dramatic. I'm a little over-the-top sometimes. Before you move on though, I ask only one thing of you: review. Please. It makes me happy. It'll make you feel better to know that you contributed to someone else's happiness by doing such a simple thing. Go on. Do it. You know you wanna'. Go ahead. Also:

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