Thank you all for being so patient with me as I wrote this new chapter of the story. It must suck having to wait almost two full months for me to update this story, especially for you Mace sheperd, but I'm glad that you're being patient and letting me work at my own pace. Please enjoy this new chapter that I have written for your entertainment.
*I still don't own Marvel, DC, or Ed, Edd n' Eddy!*
Outraged Ed-Boys and a Red Ring of Rage!
Ed, Edd and Eddy were watching TV as they observed the latest news report. One revolving around the most recent attack by the Joker and his gang: the attack on the cul-de-sac. Turns out Ed's story was actually quite accurate about what had happened to everyone in the attack. Minus Ed flying away from the Joker carrying Eddy and Double Dee, of course. That part was indeed fabricated for the sake of his story's plot. But Eddy did get to see just what happened to the Joker after he and his friends were rendered unconscious due to their injuries. It's all over the news.
"Today we've got a real suburban horror story you, folks. The Joker and his gang were all arrested one week ago by the Justice League, charged with the genocide of an entire cul-de-sac and its citizens!" the news anchorman reported.
Footage was shown of the Joker crew being taken away in various swat vans, their weapons confiscated, and the Joker's hyenas had been rounded up by animal control officers. Joker himself was being loaded into a police vehicle in a straightjacket, the crazed clown giggling like the deranged psychopath that he is. Standing off to the side and overseeing everything was the Justice League's founding members.
Superman, Batman, Flash, Wonder Woman, Green Lantern, Martian Manhunter, and Hawkgirl.
"Funeral arrangements are being made for all those who perished in the attack, while it has been decided that the three surviving children will be placed into foster care until they come of age. Meanwhile, Joker and his crew are being sent to Arkham Asylum to wait for their trial-"
The news anchorman was cut off by the TV being abruptly turned off by an enraged Eddy.
"What a load of BULLSHIT!"
"Eddy just said a bad word, Double Dee!" gasped Ed.
"Eddy!" admonished Double Dee.
Eddy just turned to look at his two friends, practically brothers, with more rage than he's ever felt in his life.
"Sorry about the foul language, boys, but you know I'm right! Joker should be being given the death penalty for what he's done! That monster needs to be put down for good, and yet the stupid Justice League just sends them off to prison with a slap on the wrist? It's complete and utter bullshit, I tell ya!" exclaimed Eddy.
After taking a few moments to think about it, and assessing their injuries, factoring in all of the Joker's previous atrocities, Double Dee found himself narrowing his eyes as he felt the phantom pains of his burns.
"You know what? I agree, Eddy."
Boy, never thought Double Dee would ever say something like THAT out loud.
"I've always wished that these villains that the League just sends off to prison would be put down like the rabid animals that they have become! And after today, Joker especially deserves much worse than jail time!"
"Don't touch that keyboard, kids." Ed said as he broke the fourth wall.
...Man, there's a lot of fourth wall breaking going on in this story, ain't there?
"And yet, even when the bad guys have taken the lives of thousands of innocent people these so-called 'heroes' just send them to jail instead of putting them down like the animals they've become!" Eddy continued to rant. "What will it take for them to get it through their thick skulls, one of their own being killed by the likes of Lex Luthor?"
In the Justice Lords universe, the six heroes/tyrants in question sneezed simultaneously as they wondered what the heck that was about.
"But what puzzles me is where Harley Quinn was during this attack. She's almost always wherever Joker goes." Double Dee said.
"Maybe her mommy called her. 'Come home Harley and pickle your feet!'." Ed suggested stupidly.
Eddy and Double Dee stared at their idiot friend for a moment, thinking that he must've take a seriously bad hit to the head this time around. Goodness knows the last thing he needs is a concussion.
"Ignore him. Just stick to the script." Eddy said.
"Fine. I'll be the first to admit that the Justice League and their refusal to do what needs to be done somewhat impairs the stability of this world…" Double Dee started to say.
"Somewhat NOTHIN'! It's tearing our world apart with how monsters like Joker, Clayface, Twoface, Bane and the like are allowed to just keep breathing after they commit mass genocide on a daily basis! There should be an angry mob out there!" exclaimed Eddy.
But no sooner did he say that did the three of them hear a chorus of voices that sounded outraged about something. Walking over to the window, the Ed-Boys saw a whole band of protesters marching down the streets of the town. All of them appeared to be Anti-Justice League, and were shouting out things like 'Joker should die!', or 'Down with the Justice Fakers!'. It seems like our three surviving cul-de-sac kids aren't the only ones up in arms about how the Justice League didn't even push for the Joker to be given the death penalty for his crimes against humanity.
"Whoa-ho-ho-ho! You have turned into a psychic, Eddy!" Ed said with a laugh.
Eddy was silent for a moment, his mind registering what just happened. But then, he opened the window and stuck his arms out.
"Money should be falling from the sky!"
He waited a few moments, but nothing happened.
"Dammit!" he groaned.
"There, there little man. There is plenty to be ashamed of." Ed said as he gently pat Eddy on the back.
Double Dee suggested that they all just go back inside and try to focus on recovery, to which his fellow Eds reluctantly agreed. But it's not going to be easy for them to do such a thing. Especially for Ed. He witnessed her own baby sister get blown to pieces by a missile that was shot from Joker's rocket launcher. His sister was killed right in front of him and the Justice League didn't even really do anything about it!
For the first time in his young life, the dimwitted Ed-Boy was feeling pure, unadulterated rage. The likes of which would send anyone running for the hills. He noticed that Double Dee and Eddy had fallen into a somewhat restless sleep. He was truly thankful that the two of them had survived. If they hadn't, he doesn't know what he'd do. All he knows is that he'd be a lot worse off if such were the case. And then his anger shot up once again as he was reminded of how the League STILL wouldn't have killed the Joker for all the innocent lives he took even if Eddy and Double Dee had died in that attack.
His rage was so great that Ed failed to realize just what it had attracted to him… Until he saw a glowing red light and heard a voice that sounded sinister and full of rage.
"Boy called Ed. You have much righteous fury in your heart."
Ed looked down just in time to see a red ring with what looked like some sort of lantern insignia floating in front of him as it moved to slide itself onto his finger.
"You belong to the Red Lantern Corps." it said.
As it slipped itself onto his finger, Ed could feel power surging through him. It healed him and made him stronger than he's ever felt before. But it also caused his rage to increase even more than he thought possible. Words started to play in his head, and he couldn't help but speak his mind in the most literal sense of the phrase.
"With blood and rage of crimson red, ripped from a corpse so wrongfully dead, your minds twisted with pain and hate, to burn in hell - that is your fate!"
And in a flash of light, one of the Eds was gone from the hospital. On his way to become something even greater than before!
...And to hopefully become a lot smarter than he is now, but that's not likely to happen.
***To Be Continued…***
I'm sorry if the end of this chapter feels a little on the rushed side, but I couldn't think of much else for dialogue in the story. But anyway, please leave a review, and I'll see you all in the next chapter. Buh-Bye now!
