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Introduction

Cassius watched as the woman walked through her kitchen, preparing dinner. She was beautiful. She moved with a natural grace and he somehow knew that she was humming as she cooked. He walked to the door, placing his finger to the lock and sending goo into it, using it to forform a key and unlock the door before opening it and closing it behind himself again.

He walked to the living room and stopped, staring at a picture on the wall. The woman and her two children, and a man. Blonde, like the rest of the family, with emerald green eyes and tan skin. Definitely not him.

He turned, walking to the kitchen and stopping, watching the woman as she folded eggs into omlettes. If she wasn't his wife, if they weren't his memories, then who was she?

"What is your name?" he asked, the woman gasping harshly and spinning, eyes widening as she grabbed a knife.

"Who are you?" she demanded. "How did you get in here?"

"I unlocked the door," Cassius said. "What's your name? Please, I need to know."

"It's...It's Rebecca," she said, watching him suspiciously. "Wbo are you?"

"I'm Cassius," he said. "But...before that...I don't know. I don't remember. But...I know you, somehow. You really don't know me?"

She shook her head. "What do you want, Cassius?"

"I have orders," Cassius said, walking over to stand in front of her. "I'm sorry."

"You're here to kill me," she sighed. "I see. I knew his line of work would eventually follow him home."

"Him?" Cassius asked.

"My husband," she said, setting the knife down. "He fought to save humanity for years. He was always afraid of assassins coming for us, so we moved often. But then one day, an assassin came for him during a job, and he never came home."

"I'm sorry," Cassius said. "If it's any consolation, I'll make it painless."

"Promise me something," she said. "Don't kill my children. Please. You can do whatever you want to me. Even if that means that I allow you to use me before you kill me. Just please let my children live."

Cassius stared at the floor, an image of the girl from the island filling his mind. "I'm not going to rape you. And I'll try not to kill them." He held out his hand, goo spreading from it to cover her nose and mouth.

"Mom?" a small voice said from behind Cassius.

He spun, eyes wide, as the two children stared at them. The woman screamed in desperation. She pulled at his shirt to get him to turn back to them.

"I'm so sorry," Cassius sighed. "I'm not allowed any whitnesses."

Then, he sent an arm made entirely out of goo out of his back, grabbing them by the face as well before lifting them. All three struggled to break free, struggling to breathe. The woman grabbed the knife and drove it into his chest, but he pulled her hand off of it, leaving it there until all three fell still. He pulled the knife out carefully and set the three around the table, leaving goo over their faces as he cleaned the knife and sink with bleach.

Then, after about ten minutes, he took the goo back from their faces and left the house, walking out of the small town and finding the jet waiting. He climbed on and it took offoffb flying away from the town quickly.


Cassius stepped into the training room and picked up a wooden sword.

"You did well," Cain said. "How did it feel?"

"It didn't," Cassius said. "Death is merely another part of life."

"Good," Cain said. "Now, let's see how much you've improved since our last sword training session."

Cassius nodded, readying himself with the sword held horizontally across his chest, pointed at Cain as he turned profile to him. Cain waited for a moment before picking up his own wooden sword and charging. He struck at Cassius in a flurry of slashes and stabs, which Cassius struggled to fend off. Cassius backpedalled quickly, before spinning around Cain and slashing at his back. Cain spun, deflecting the sword, then slammed his own into Cassius's nose, a seemingly favorite target of Cain's. Then, Cain was beating Cassius senseless. Finally, Cassius formed snot around his free hand, catching Cain's sword and swiped his own at Cain's abdome , only to miss as Cain leapt back. Then, Cain landed on his feet and lunged, burrying his knife in Cassius's heart. He wrenched it back out and Cassius staggered backeard as blood squirted out of the wound before falling to his knees, his goo sesling the wound and healing it.

"I've warned you about using your powers when training with me," Cain said. "Go get cleaned up. We're going on an assignment together in two hours."

"Yes sire," Cassius said, standing.

He walked away from him, heading to his room and showering before grabbing a quick meal and meeting back up with Cain.


The target reached the clearing of the park and turned, looking around.

"Well, Shadows?" he asked, raising his voice so they could hear him. "Are you going to keep hiding, or attack? Cain? Lady Shiva? New blood?"

The three of them stepped out. Cassius shouldn't be surprised. Our target was a famous intergalactic bounty hunter who had supposedly never lost a fight. But still, knowing about the Shadows was huge. No one was supposed to know about them.

"You're well informed," Cain said, apparently sharing Cassius's sentiments. "How did you learn of the Shadows?"

"Simple," the man smirked. "I came to this planet to join the Justice League. One does not join them without knowing who o e will be up against."

"The who?" Cassius asked.

"Justice League," Cain said. "A group of extremely powerful aliens and meta-humans who oppose the Shadows."

"Oh," Cassius nodded. "Okay."

"You don't seem bad, kid," the target said. "Who are you?"

"Void," Cassius said, using the moniker Cain gave me for the assignment.

"Nice to meet you," the target nodded.

"And you," Cassius said, forming goo over his arms. "I'm sorry for this. It's not personal."

"Indeed," the man nodded. "It's just business. So don't think too badly of me when I kill you all." Then, he drew a pair of sawed off shotguns.

Both went off and Cassius flew backward, his torso screaming in agony. Cain reacted first, opening fire with a pair of pistols, though the target was already moving and was able to stay out of the way. He drew a pistol of his own, along with a knife, just as Lady Shiva reached him, slashing. He deflected it off of the knife and jumped over several pistols, firing at Cain twice before blocking Lady Shiva's sword and being thrown backward. Then, as he flipped to the ground, Cassius's fist crashed into his crossed arms, hurling him backward. the target flipped, landing on his feet and skidding backward for a moment before raising his pistol and placing a bullet in each of Cassius's lungs, then his heart. As Cassius dropped, Lady Shiva slashed at the target, who deflected it into the air with his pistol. Before he could attack her, he was forced to leap backward as Cain slashed at him with his knife. He landed on his feet and raised his pistol only for Cassius to crush the slide and barrel.

The target made to leap away, but Cassius caught him by the face, goo encasing his head instantly as he held him up. The target drove his knife down at Cassiusb but Cassius used his hand to stop itb then wrenched the knife away. He focused, his goo reaching into the target's mouth then expanding outward in his throat, compressing his carotid arteries from the inside. A few seconds later, he set the man down, retracting his goo. Cain knelt, inspecting the corpse and hummed thoughtfully.

"Not bad," Cain hummed. "Not a mark left on him, besides what we placed before."

"You've got skill," Lady Shiva commended.

"Thank you," Cassius said, just before something crashed to the ground off to the side.

They all turned, staring at several people. One were a blue bidy suit with a red "S" on the chest, red underwear and boots, and a red cape. One wore a black cape and cowl with a pair of pointed horns, or ears, a grey bodysuit with black underwear on the outside and a black bat symbol on the chest, and the last was a green-skinned alien wearing a black bodysuit, a blue cape, and with a bald head.

"Justice League," Cain growled. "Void, deal with them."

"Understood," Cassius nodded, forming goo over his arms.

The moment he charged, Lady Shiva and Cain retreated. The one in blue shot forward first, throwing a punch at Cassius, only for him to lean out of the way, landing his own instead. He flew backward just as a pair of smoke bombs went off on either side of him. He dropped into a low crouch as the one with the mask stepped out of the smoke, slamming a snap kick i to his head and sending him staggering away. The green one stepped forward and Cassius threw a pu ch only for the alien's eyes to glow green, Cassius's body freezing as he felt an odd tickling sensation in his head.

"You...do not remember who you are," the alien said. "You do not know what you are doing. Who you are serving. You haven't known a life other than this."

"I don't care!" Cassius snarled, a third arm made of slime erupting from his chest and slamming into the alien, launching him away.

Cassius spun instantly, deflecting the one with the mask's fist and caught a knee before drilling his ow. into the man's jaw. Then, the other one punched him, sending him bouncing across the ground. He struggled to stand, only for his body to give out, collapsing back into the dirt. As his eyes slid closed, the last thing he saw was a mental image of the sniper that had killed the girl from the island. Then, he was unconscious.


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