The Hub, Hollywood CA
September 15, 2019
7:35 AM
Garfeild stood on the terrace breathing in the crisp autumn air, he leaned on the railing with his hands over it. He watched the beach which was in plain sight, the water crashed into the sand and he could smell the salt and hear the waves and seagulls. He smiled.
The rising sun illuminated his hazel eyes making the green appear more yellow. A slight breeze blew across his face and through his undone hair. Moving his bangs away from his eyes.
"In today's news Queen Perdita of Vlativa's proposed metahuman registration act has been approved by parliament. It will be ina-" The television was cut off.
The sliding door to the terrace opened and Nathan walked out. He smirked at Gar.
"Thought you about heard enough of her bullc-" Nate said.
"It's not her," Garfield said.
"Then what is it?" A puzzled look came over Nathan's face.
"No, I mean," Garfeild sighed, "It is her, but she's not in power anymore."
Nate walked over and leaned on the rail with his back to the cityscape. He turned to Gar and looked into his eyes.
"Dude I'm not sure I follow," He chuckled.
"Two months ago I got an email from her public address, she was breaking up with me," Gar said, "It was weird because who uses a business email for that?"
"Right," Nate said.
"So I asked Vic to find out if it was her that sent it, to my shock it didn't come from her LA penthouse, or her Manhattan one or even from Vlativa," Gar explained, "It was sent from Mongolia."
"Maybe she took a trip there?" Nate suggested.
"That's what I thought initially, but The Light has an installation there, and the coordinates of both were the exact same." Gar said.
Nate nodded and turned around to watch the waves. The ocean was the same color as his eyes, he smiled slightly then his face turned cold.
"So what are you thinking?" He asked. Garfeild put his head down, he huffed and shook his head. He looked to Nate then at the waters.
"That someone's pretending to be her, that something-" Gar said.
"Yeah, you don't need to say the last part," Nate whispered in a nod.
"And Nightwing won't spare any members of the team," Garfeild said, "And even to go with the Outsiders I need the BioShip, which Dick and M'gann won't let me take. "
"Can't you Zeta there?" Nate asked, "To Vlativa?"
"The tube there was destroyed." Gar sighed.
Nate nodded and put a hand on Gar's shoulder that was all but ignored. The two watched the waves and let the breeze brush their faces and sway their hair in the wind.
Gar looked at Nate without turning his head. He had an idea, Bart had already said no. But maybe Nate would go with it. Not being a member of the Team or Outsiders and all. He smirked.
"Can you run on water?" Gar asked.
"What?" Nate asked.
"You have superspeed, every other speedster I've met could," Garfield said.
"I don't know. I am as fast as Flash," Nate said curiously, his focus on the ocean intensifying. "It would only make sense I'd be fast enough to do that."
"Wanna test that theory?" Garfeild said, turning his whole body to Nate and crossing his arms with a cheeky grin. Nate looked over, without moving a muscle other than his eyes.
He looked back at the ocean. He sighed. A smirk started to curl on the edges of his lips. Why the hell not?
"Do you?" He asked.
Vladivostok, Vlativa
September 15, 2019
7:19 AM
Predita sighed, she sat in her cell looking around at the four blank, brown and rocky walls she surrounded herself in for the past several months. She had hoped that Gar saw through The Light's deception by now.
She had about lost hope that The Team would save her. Funny, she thought. The JLA's teenage recruits were always saving her ass.
Gar, Bart, Cassie and Traci. Always running to save her. M'gann always behind Garfield when he would bust the walls to the tower down keeping him from ripping her captors' heads off and focused on the rescue.
The others always in the back and surrounding them as they plowed through the nameless villains.
She started to day dream. That exact scenario, Garfield cradling her as Cassie and M'gann cleared a path and Traci and Kid Flash fought off Vertigo behind them.
She'd look back and see Traci slap handcuffs on Werner's wrists. She'd also see Wally West claiming the sonic device her uncle wore as a souvenir.
She smiled. She was glad to have met the man, otherwise she'd for one be dead. Never have met Garfield and the others.
"Wake up girly," Grid shouted at her, she glared at the cyborg. A machine the light built to combat Victor. It was disgusting.
He carried a blonde haired girl in on hand and threw her in the cell. The girl crashed to the floor with a loud grunt and the cracking of a bone as she landed with her arm fully extended.
Perdita stood up and grabbed the cell's bars. She growled at the cyborg. He barely noticed, opening the cell only long enough to lock the other girl inside with her.
Perdita looked at the girl on the floor next to her. It was Courtney Whitmore. She knelt down to her and felt the girl's head with one hand and shook her shoulder with the other.
"Courtney!" She exclaimed.
Courtney only groaned loudly. She tightened her eyes shut more and tears leaked from their corners. Her body was lined with bruises and a chunk of her hair was ripped right from her scalp, which kept bleeding in slow, thick streams.
"Your majesty," She moaned. Starting to fade out of consciousness.
"No," Perdita said, "You are going to stay awake Court, you hear me?"
"She can't," Vertigo's voice pierced her ears like nails being hammered into her head. Perdita let go of Courtney and growled under her breath. She didn't dare turn around to face her uncle.
"You already broke me uncle," She said, "Kill my parents when I was nine, hack my email and dump my boyfriend, use Clayface's bitch daughter to impersonate me while you lead my county to hell, and now you have your lackeys beat the hell out of mine and Gar's friends."
Werner chuckled, he pressed his face to the bars and then spit into the cell on the back of his niece's head. Which forced her to turn around. He activated his sonic disruptor.
Perdita fell to the ground, holding her head and screaming like no one on Earth could hear her.
He turned the weapon off.
"Trust me my dear niece," He sneered, "I'll be done breaking you when Vlativa can be mine without a puppet queen."
"And when will that be?" She asked.
"Well, since you won't be able to tell your boyfriend about it, not that he'll believe you considering well," He started.
"Get to the point!" She yelled.
"Professor Zoom will return and we will use the Spear of Destiny in Vlativa, a country built exactly where Jesus died to shape Earth into exactly what The Light wants," He explained.
"Not going to happen," She said, "And The Light won't just hand Vlativa over to you when it's over, you aren't even a member, just one of they thralls!" She snarled at him.
He shook the bars of her cell and growled at her. His sonic weapon activated and she fell back onto her back, screaming. She squeezed her temples and started ripping hair from her head. Blood streamed from her left ear and nose.
It stopped suddenly.
"No," He said, "You don't die yet, peasant!" He waved his cape behind him as he started his stroll away from her cell, deep within the dungeon, miles away from help.
Miles from home, miles. Miles from salvation.
Cave Justice, Boston MA
September 15, 2019
9:54 PM
Nathaniel and Garfield walked into the living room, where Stephanie and Cissie sat on the couch playing Bubble Gum Bubble Gum in a Dish. They walked passed their girls swiftly and quietly. Steph barely noticed but ignored it. Continuing her game with her best friend.
Gar led Nate down to the locker room. He lined the doors of the light blue lockers searching for a specific name. He almost got giddy when he found it. He knew Dick would bring it here.
Let alone put it in a locker.
He waved Nate over to him and pointed at the locker.
Nate raised an eyebrow at the name, written in small red letters next to the locker's number, 1603. He looked over at Gar and opened his mouth to object.
"I know," Garfield said, "Probably not a good idea to take this suit, but you're not only taller but also more musclely than Bart is so his uniforms aren't going to fit at all."
Nate sighed, he looked at the name a second time. Wally West. Kid Flash. He looked back at Garfield who waved his hand really fast in front of the lock. Nate rolled his eyes and moved Gar's hand out of the way.
He put his hand in front of the lock. His fingertips a mere centimeters away from the steel latch. He sighed and started moving his hand quickly. He then plunged it through the lock and destroyed the latch that held the locker closed.
He pulled his hand out of the locker and then swung it open. A few of the ting's Wally kept in his locker from the old cave that were salvaged laid inside. A pair of reading glasses with a missing lens, a purple beanie, his goggles and a black Kid Flash uniform.
"Guess the last mission he went on in this version of the suit was a stealth one," Gar remarked, he exchanged a glance with Nate who grabbed the suit and unfolded it in front of himself holding it away from his body.
Nate stared at it. This was wrong. He didn't know Wally, but he knew Barry wouldn't want him wearing Wally's clothes. Let alone going to go save a princess in them. Okay, Perdita is a queen, he thought, but the point was still valid.
He sighed. He needed to help Garfield out. Gar let him live in The Hub, got him access to the cave to hangout with the others.
So he ran out of the room in a blur, then came back in a flash of grey, red and black. Gar smiled at the sight and crossed his arms against his chest.
There Nathaniel Green stood, the suit fist almost perfectly, a little baggy at the joints, but otherwise perfect. His blond hair fell around the sides of the cowl and on top of the goggles longer that what Wally's had been but shorter than when Bart woe a suit of the same design.
"How do I look," Nate asked, still weary of what they were going to do.
"Like you're about to be a badass," Garfield said with a smirk, he looked at the snack pouch on the suit's glove and pointed at it. "Open that thing."
Nate sighed and raised his arm to his face and finagled around with it till the hatch popped open. Gar then morphed into a mouse and looked up at Nate.
"Dude you might end up puking in their." Nate protested.
"Just put me inside and close it up so we can go," Beast Boy said, Nate sighed and knelt down, picking Gar up and then placing him inside of the pouch. He gave Gar a last look of questioning to which Gar nodded.
Nate sighed, stood up, closed the hatch then put the goggles over his eyes. He smirked and shook his head slightly then dashed out of the room.
Markovberg, Markovia
September 15, 2019
10:10 AM
Brion smiled as he watched Zviad be lugged away from the courtroom. Found guilty of using Brion as a puppet king, and many other counts of fraud, murder, blackmail among other things.
Once the man was gone his face hardened and he let out a small sigh. He turned to his two siblings and smiled softly. He extended his arms and embraced them.
"Greggor, I have officially petitioned parliament to annul my rule," He said when the hug ended. A look of confusion fell upon Greggor's face and he put a hand on Brion's shoulder.
"That is not necessary," He said.
"No, it is," Brion sighed, "I need to find myself again, a king can't be great if he does not know himself. And you, you know who you are."
Tara grabbed Brion's hand and smiled.
"We understand, nothing is needed to be said." She said.
"Thank you," Brion whispered with a smile, he then turned to the judges stand and stared at the gavel.
Justice, a concept he thought he had understood. Maybe he did, at one time. But now, now he needed to remind himself of it.
Vlativastok, Vlativa
September 15, 2019
12:00 PM
Vertigo starred at the mountains of his country. He admired their strength and beauty. They reminded him of himself. He smiled widely.
"Count," Grid said behind him. Werner turned his head.
"Knyazev, what is it?" Vertigo snarled.
The villain formerly known as KgBeast sighed, he raised his arm up and a hologram of Vandal Savage appeared from his palm.
"Werner," Savage's voice rumbled. Vertigo turned around. He smirked and bowed to one knee.
"How may I be of service," Vertigo crowed.
"It is how I am of service to you, I have made the arrangements for additional security to arrive via Boom Tube," Savage said.
"Thanks you Lord Savage, your benevolence inspires, and strengthens The Light," He crowed again. The holocall ended and Vertigo stood back up.
Grid went to leave the terrace but the door shut in his face and a blast from Vertigo's sonic device made him crash to his knees, screaming in sharp, agonizing pain.
"I told to alert me to any security threat, I don't need to hear of it from Savage when I have soldier connected to the entire security grid!" Vertigo shouted.
Grid held his head in his metal hands. The ringing then stopped.
"I saved you from dying in the snow after Nightwing left you there to die in a tanker explosion, don't make me regret it," Vertigo snarled.
"Yes sir," Grid yelped.
"Now, get me Deadshot, I don't care how much you need to pay the bastard," Vertigo said, walking back into the castle.
Grid stood up wiped his metallic brow and sighed.