"How did you guys get in here?" I yelled. I didn't expect an answer, but was throwing my voice after the image of me that scampered behind the chair. Gunfire burst through the chair, lighting the room with muzzle flashes, and imbedding bullets in my wall. Morbidly, the though popped into my head, that I'd never get my security deposit back now. How they got in was beyond me, but I knew the wall shielding, tied into one of the nodes I'd created, and would hold from anything short of one of Green Lanterns Ring blasts from getting through. Never heard of a node? Think of it as a pool of magical energy. The gunfire continued for a moment and then halted. I rose, and attacked. One was caught in the jaw, with a magically thrown punch, and the second with an energy blast to the chest. That second hit the wall, and cracked it, before he impacted the shield. It shimmered brown. I swore, and spun around, light flashing up, blinding the man behind me. Most magicians, are physically inexperienced fighters. This doesn't mean they're not strong mind you, because it takes quite a bit of constitution to work magic. At least, mine does. It simply means they don't have to fight hand to hand much. I for one, don't have that problem. A spinning back-kick, delivered to his chest threw the man against the wall, followed by a simple roundhouse kick put him down for the count. From my pocket I produced my cell, smiling as the shield, now visible in the wall glowed green once more. The first call I made, was to the police.
"Could you send Lieutenant Kelly to Adam's place? Don't worry, he knows the way. Tell him there's three of them." I thanked the woman, and sat down to wait.
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The Javelin swept across the plains states of the US, seeking the target. "Why can't you sense him magically?" Flash asked Zatanna curiously.
"I'm trying, but it's hard with distractions." She muttered, opening one eye. "None of my seeking spells were able to pinpoint him, partially because he wasn't actively using magic, and partially, because he seems to be warded against them. This was the closest I could get to... finding... him...." Zatanna trailed off, and raised one hand for silence, with the other to her temple. When she opens her eyes, one eye is glowing blue, the other red. Turning her head slightly turns part of the left, blue one, red. She stops, and turns the other way, until both glow blue. "That way." She points. Flash turned the jet and she turned the other way, so she was straight on. Supergirl watched silently. As they approached the city Zatanna blinked. "Slow down Flash."
He radioed for clearance from the local airport, and slowed before landing. As the plane touched the ground, he hit the hatch release. All three were out of the plane an instant after the skids hit the ground. Flash looked around. "Quaint." Was his first comment. He grunted when Supergirl punched him. She hadn't hit him real hard, but he grunted none the less.
"Baby." She chuckled. Zatanna coughed politely to get their attention.
"If you two are finished battling." She muttered, and pulled a pair of silver medallions. She handed each one. "Wear these. You'll be able to feel anyone using magic. Since I created them, I'll appear with a yellow aura. Anyone else, will have a white, or red aura. I'll search the center of the city, the two of you can search the outer four areas. Flash, take north and east. Supergirl, if you'll cover south and west?" They nodded and bolted off. Zatanna sighed. "It's going to be a long night." She turned and headed towards the center of the city.
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J'onn stood silently watching the monitors, unsure of what he was seeing. The capsule approaching appeared Martian in design, but as far as he knew, none of them had survived the war with the invaders. If so, it was possible he was not alone. He stopped, knowing that it might simply be an automated drone launched long ago. But the sensors showed there was something on board, and it was alive. J'onn hailed the pod, but received no reply. A mental hail, also yielded nothing. :It's possible that whoever is aboard is in stasis. He sighed. He'd simply have to wait until it approached.
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Well, that was interesting. The alien didn't actually think that, but it's a correct interpretation of it's thoughts. He'd felt the mental probe but had not responded. It was familiar. A znorfact, if he wasn't mistaken. But he thought the Imperium had annihilated them long ago. This would be interesting. He ignored the radio hails, but touched a command, making the pod accelerate as if caught in the third planet's gravity, and would spiral down as if to crash.
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J'onn watched silently as the pod was caught in earth's gravity. A silenced descended on the vaults of his mind. A moment deemed for the death of the doomed occupant of the capsule. Sighing, he touched a control. The computer projected the probable flight, and crash path of the object, placing it, unsurprisingly, in the middle of the city of Seven Lakes. Right in the middle, of one particular house.