Disclaimer: I do not own any DC Characters including Batman, Superman or anyone else. They all belong to their respected authors. As for Haley Brown, He's my original Character.

Foreword from the Author: Again, still on spring break. I know, kinda creepy, I've written more here in a week then my usually schedule. Then again, my day is this. Wake Up, Turn on Movie and eat, move around for a moment, settle back down, watch another movie, eat dinner a rich restaurant, come home, watch another movie (Looks like a pattern) and sleep. Yeah exciting.

Anyway, I'm pretty much a sucker for anything with Superheros but I'll hunt you down if you have not wanted to see The Incredibles. The movie is award winning in its realism about actual super hero life. Haley Brown and his adventures some what relate, then again Haley really doesn't give a care about the consequences. Well, I was going to keep going but... I wanna write so I'll spare another boring rant. Guess we're really lucky. I miss my Internet. Yeah I lack that.

Hoody Boy: Elseworld Stories
The Adventures of Haley Brown
Arc Three, Part One: Just when it couldn't get worse...

Haley sat on the couch, everyone was out doing something productive. Amy was shopping for equipment for the Base, James was out trying to find anything on this DJ Kirra character that whooped his ass.

The phone rang, Haley reached over and picked it up, "Hello?" He answered monotone.

"Haley Brown..." The voice hissed.

Haley's eyes narrowed, "DJ..."

"I'm at your Uncle's front door Haley. You want to talk to him?" DJ replied sinisterly.

Haley stood up in anger, "What!"

The sound of a door being broken down made his blood run cold. He heard the scream of his aunt and thump. Haley gritted his teeth in fear and hatred.

"YOU SON OF A BITCH!" Haley shouted.

The sound of DJ laughing caused Haley to shake in anger, "You see Haley? I just taught you a valuable rule. Don't steal for people stronger then you..."

"Listen carefully..." Haley said lowering his voice, "because I'll only tell you once. Run and Hide. I will kill you, and who ever you work for. I will not stop, sleep or eat till you and this... parasite you work for are sleeping at the bottom of Gotham Harbor. My best advice for you is to run and hide."

"You're really threatening," DJ mocked, "You can't kill me and you're friend the immortal failed at even beating my employer."

"Then you best make your peace with god." Haley replied as he hung up the phone.

Haley gripped the receiver and cracked it. He picked it up again and put in a number at blinding speed.

"Hello?"

"Amy..." Haley said darkly.

"Haley? Is everything alright?" Amy asked.

"The bastard just hit my uncle's house..." Haley replied, "DJ just broke into my Uncle's house and assaulted my Aunt."

Amy gasped on the other end, "Haley, whatever you do, don't do it before I get there alright."

"Amy, this guy is a dead man..." Haley responded, "I want you to go to my Uncle's house and see if everything is okay. I'm going to get James and me and him are going to end this thing once and for all..."

"No Haley. You'll go too far." Amy insisted, "Just let me get over there alright, we will discuss this and figure out a course of action."

"Sorry Amy, but I'm not letting this guy get off the hook. Not after he did this. I refuse to let him see the sun rise." Haley answered.

"Haley!" Amy shouted.

Haley hung up the phone and stepped away. He heard it ring as he pushed the lift button. When Amy did show up, there was no one to be found, just a note. The note stated for her to go see if Uncle Jim and Aunt Sara was alright and not to worry about him.

Amy breathed a sigh of relief, "Least he didn't completely go berserk."

Haley pulled out his radio and hit it, "James are you there?"

"Yeah?" James answered on the other end.

"What's your position?" Haley asked.

"54th and Bronkley." James responded, "Why?"

"Tell you when I find you." Haley responded.

Haley swerved onto 54th street and smashed the gas. The car sped down the street, objects blurring together as he raced through intersections. He stopped the car in front of James and opened the door for him.

James sat down and looked over at him,"Okay. Whats wrong?"

"DJ just broke into my Uncle's house."

"How do you know?" James asked.

"The son of a bitch had the stones to call me while he did it." Haley responded.

James sat back and looked at the ceiling of the car, "This is war..."

"Yes it is, and his ultimatum will be answered with bullets and blood." Haley replied.

James arced his back and pulled a gun out from behind his back. He laid it on his lap and inspected it. Haley eyed and then put his eyes back on the road.

"Whats that?" Haley asked.

"No clue. I lifted it when I was in the armory getting my guns back. From what I checked the guns a custom job. The gun itself is made from a mixture of Aluminum and Steel with a chrome finish. Thing is the metal is harder then titanium yet light as feather. So far the thing fires a modified cartridge that's packed with more propellant and the bullet itself is a flat head and very thick. I shot it a couple of times, the rounds punctured a Buick from one end to the other much like an anti-material rifle." James examined.

"So are you going to use it?" Haley asked turning the corner at a slower pace.

"Nah, I don't need that kind of fire power." James replied, "I have guns that do... more damage then this thing."

Haley stopped at a stop light instead of running it. He eyed the gun and noticed an inscription. He pressed the gas as the light turned green again.

"What's the inscription?" Haley asked.

"Vesper XE19..." James said holding it up.

He looked over at Haley who seemed tense, "Are we going to the Museum?"

"Yes..." Haley answered, "We're ending this."

"You take the Vesper then Haley. I've enough guns that are unique. You lack that." James answered.

"I'll take it when we get the Museum." Haley replied to James' sympathy.

The Miata pulled up to the Museum, Haley and James got out of the car and looked at it. James handed Haley the Vesper over the top of the car. Haley carefully picked it up and put it securely in his pants pocket. The wind blew and it felt like a scene out of a old western.

"Ready to go into the Lions den?" Haley asked.

James pulled out his sunglasses and smiled, "Yep."

The two started their walk up towards the museum armed with more ballistics then an army unit. Haley pushed open the door and the two walked into the lobby of Museum. A guy at the front desk looked up and froze as he looked at Haley and James armed at the teeth.

"Haley Brown, I'm with the Extras." Haley started.

"The cops left days ago." The man behind the desk answered.

"We're finishing up the investigation." Haley replied in their defense.

"I was never notified." The guy said crossing his arms.

"Listen," Haley said clenching his fist, "We're here to finish up, just give us a couple minutes."

"Do you need your guns?" The guy spoke.

Haley and James put their guns into their holsters and walked past the front desk. Haley shot him a glance as they walked past. The front desk man shot him an equal threat. As soon as the two were away he picked up the phone and dialed in a number.

"This is front desk, the targets are in the building..." He said narrowing his eyes.

"Initiate lock down." The voice on the other end hissed, "Haley Brown and James Sims are not to leave this building except in bags..."

Haley went to the painting and pulled it open. The hallway leading down into the basement was darkened unlike the last time. Haley went first removing his pistol again. The door creaked open and Haley eyed through the crack. The two vigilantes stepped into yet another hallway. Bullet holes pattered the walls all over.

"This your handiwork?" Haley asked motioning to the shots.

James gave him the finger and they started walking.