Jez: 1) It doesn't figure in later in the story, it just occured when I started writing. So I didn't think it was worth the effort. 2) True, but Diana is married to Bruce Wayne, and Wonder Woman to Batman. It doesn't take a rocket scientist to make the connection, if Diana Wayne is using Batarangs. Or if Wonder Woman's Batarangs, are marked Diana. Her identity might not be a secret, but his is. 3) It's only meant to be a taste of things to come. Enough to hook you, and make you want more.
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Deep in the Amazon, a pair of eyes opened. Chi'ambi's eyes, one blue, the other green. Something in the back of his mind called him awake. At first, he wasn't sure what it was that called him. He only knew he had to go. Wind swept the field, as he headed north, towards Gotham City. He knew, that if he needed to contact the league, Shayera had told him to go there, and ask James Gordon to call Batman.
He hoped her information was still current. He'd heard from her of course, but she hadn't mentioned anything about contacting her, except returning her letters. Right now he knew he didn't have enough time, though why he wasn't quite sure.
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Kara grinned. The party was in full swing, including dancing and surprisingly, strippers. She'd been shocked to find out they were Martha's idea. She'd always considered her more conservative, than just about anyone else she knew. Even the normally shy Shayera Hol Stewart, could occasionally be persuaded into a swimsuit. Due to her wings it was always a bikini, which made John, and usually whoever was along, terribly happy. With Kara's blessing, Adam no longer tried to hide the fact. She'd told him he was terrible at it, which was the truth, since he blushed ever time he looked at her. Probably embarrassed about it, and not wanting to upset her. She smiled. He'd told her she was the only woman he ever wanted. Then he'd proven it. Repeatedly.
"So, where did you get strippers on such short notice?" Kara asked Martha. The other grinned.
"Wasn't hard. Don't you know them?" She asked, a touch smugly.
"No, I..." Kara gasped. "You didn't." They were former classmates.
"Why not?" Martha grinned. "Most of them confessed having crushes on you, but couldn't work up the courage to say anything. This way they get to flaunt it, with speaking to you." She smiled. Kara stared at her.
"Are you serious?" She asked. Martha nodded. "Wow." She grinned.
"Told you that you were popular." Martha grinned.
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Have I ever before mentioned that slamming into walls gets old? A fist to the face isn't exactly a fresh experience either though. Being hit by a woman? Even one as ugly as this one, that one never gets old.
"How in hell dare you call me ugly?" Harley screamed.
"Have you looked in a mirror, ever?" I asked.
"You!" She charged, swinging a baseball bat at my head. I lifted my arm to paralyze her, but a silver-white energy blast smashed into her, sending her crashing to the ground. I knew instantly something was wrong. The energy signature was the same as the Lantern Rings. As far as I knew that wasn't possible.
I spun in time to see, possibly the single gaudiest hero ever. An almost exact physical match for John. Even the costume, emblazoned with a purple and white logo, that was an exact copy of the lantern. Behind him came a blue haired Wonder Woman knock off, and a dark blue armored Bat-clone. I was pretty sure that was a copyright violation.
"Stand aside citizen. We will handle this criminal!" The purple tie-dye advertisement told me. That just pissed me off.
"Sorry, this bail jumper is mind." I replied. A hammer blow crashed into my back, and I hit the ground, passing out cold.
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Vixen rolled over in her sleep, moaning in fear and pain. Beside her, the man she'd met the night before, shook her shoulder.
"Hey, wake up!" He call, but she seemed out of it. "I'd better..." He stopped, as her hand gripped his throat, and started to squeeze. He was saved by the League emergency evacuation system. The transporter drew her up to the watch tower, before she could kill him. He gasped for air for a few moments after she'd gone.
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"Vixen, you are safe in your room in the tower, untouchable, and protected. You will awaken in three, two, one." J'onn snapped his fingers.
Vixen's eyes burst open wide, pupils dilated. Booster stared. "What happened to her?"
"It appears to be a similar reaction to Kara's." J'onn replied.
"So the dilation..." He reasoned. J'onn nodded.
"Is why Kara's heat vision was burning holes in her ceiling." He confirmed. There was an almost audible snap, as Vixen returned to reality.
"Oh god." She screamed, clutching at the blankets, as she sat bolt upright. "I... didn't..." She shuddered. At the same moment, the door slid open, revealing Adam standing there, an ice pack pressed to his head.
"I think we have a minor problem." He winced.
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Clark Kent laughed. David Kent, his and Lois' young son, was floating just out of the latter's reach. Clark had in fact wondered how his son could fly, when he hadn't gained use of his powers for years. The best anyone could tell, was that it was a combination of being half-human, and an earth native. That was what was causing his powers to occur earlier.
"It's not funny." Lois commented. "Can you talk him down?" She asked. Clark nodded.
"Alright David, that's enough." He said sternly. "Time to come down, and let mommy give you a bath." The toddler sank down into Lois waiting arms. "Good boy." Clark grinned.
"You're.. Clark?!" His heat vision flashed through the wall, splitting a painting cleanly through the middle. He found himself unable to do anything except look straight up. Lois slammed a button on the wall. It flared to life.
"What?" Fire asked.
"Superman, err, Clark, he's lost control of his heat vision. I need some help." Lois replied, on the edge of panicking.
"Hang on, I'm coming." The wall flashed off, and there was a flash of light, as she appeared in the center of the room. "Heat." Her powers flared to life, and his vision seemed to bend towards her, before vanishing completely.
"How?" Clark wanted to know, staring at her.
"I can control fire, and it's associated heat." She answered, panting with effort. "I'm drawing off the heat your vision requires to work. I don't know how long I can keep this up though."
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Flying over the power plant, attempting to contain the fire, Lantern would have never considered, that off a fresh recharge, that he'd have power problems. He was very glad Shayera was with him when he lost all his energy suddenly. He fell towards a hot spot, but she swept in, and cut across his path, catching him.
"Boy you're handy to have around. Now I remember why I keep you around." He grinned.
"We sincerely hope that's not the only reason." She replied with a laugh.
"Of course not." He laughed. "I wonder what happened?"
"Don't know but I think we'd better get home though." She offered. "I'll contact... John look!" She pointed. "Incoming." Two figures, one glowing, the other racing low, approached. The glowing one touched down, blue and gold, wrapped, with seemingly no personality whatsoever. The other seemed to be a red suited version of Zatanna. Wind and water sprayed from her hands, dampening, and choking the fire. The other man lifted into the air, the fire seemed to bend and die, as he drew breath, and ice formed as he exhaled.
"What is going on?" John asked.
"I don't know John. I just don't know." Shayera replied. "J'onn, get us up." They vanished in flare of light.
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"I'm sorry madam. Even with the system at full strength, the pattern will not hold past twenty-one weeks." Hamilton reported. "It is my opinion that: First, there is something required that we don't have. Second, I recommend that we skip this one. It's unimportant, and it's powers are duplicated elsewhere, much simpler."
"I hate to miss one, but if you're sure, that he won't be missed." The woman on the other end replied.
"The world hardly know's he exists. I assure you, no one will comment." Hamilton nodded.
"Excellent, Reactivate Galatea. It's time to begin." Waller informed him. He nodded.
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In the center of the universe, the rod pulsed twice.