Hi I haven't made a story in a while, but I actually have stuff that I'm editing. This was supposed to be in my Superhero Conspiracy Story as background, but I decided to make it separate. Please enjoy!
Context wise Team Year: One means the year that starts at the end of season one. Season one takes place during Year Zero.
Team Year: One
CLARK KENT'S APARTMENT, METROPOLIS
Green Lantern (Hal Jordan POV)
"You owe me a beer!" I declare grumbling as we descend on Clark's apartment.
"That seems awfully petty Hal," he responds.
"I literally took a asteroid for you!" I remind him. "After flying you across the galaxy on a quest to find a Kryptonian database." Clark looks down as he remembers that the database was a fake and the trip was for nothing.
"[SIGH] I guess 1 beer is a fair price."
"It's a start."
"Don't get greedy, but look in the fridge."
"You're going to have me get it myself. Alfred would never-"
"I'm letting you pick from what I have in the fridge," Clark says as he walks past the kitchen.
"Are you going to bed?" It was a two day trip back, and a 30 hour Oan interrogation while flying didn't make it shorter. We were gone half way across the galaxy for a week, but besides a Lex Corp building that suffered some unfortunate accident (the horror), Metropolis seems fine.
"I'm getting the newspaper."
"Worried Luthor's accident got him unnecessary sympathy." He seemed to not want to respond.
I open the fridge and pull out two beers at random, feeling adventurous after a week long adventure.
"Kent you want some?" I offer him. There is an odd lack of response for someone with super-hearing. "Kent." I wait for him to respond again. No answer.
I walk over to him and saw him at the door staring intensely at the front page of the newspaper. I use my ring to make a hand. "[SNAP] [SANP] Hey man I'm ty- [PEWWW]" my construct breaks! I look at the newspaper he is holding and smoke is coming out of the center of the paper. "Dude, are you using heat vision!" I look over and see that headline that has gotten him so angry.
"ROBIN AND LEX LUTHOR, SAVIORS OF OUR CITY"
Who would write this headline-
by Lois Lane
"[SHHHHHHHHHEW]" The whole paper is engulfed in flames.
Ohhh... That's awkward.
16 Hours Earlier
WAYNE MANOR, GOTHAM CITY
Jason Todd POV
"Alfred!" I call as I get home. "The police are here!" The old man has heard that probably half a dozen times in the five months I've lived here, and has developed a routine.
"Coming," he says, probably grabbing the checkbook if he didn't already have it in his hand. Once he comes down the central stairs he stares at the police. "Whatever Master Jason damaged I assure you that the Wayne Foundation will write a check for the poli-"
"It's because of something that happened at school." Unlike the other six (or eight depending on what you count) times, this time the police brought me straight home, rather than to jail.
"-for the bright students at Gotham Prep."
"Well, I don't know how many times you have had to give that speech," officer Bullock says. "But the kids not in trouble."
"Really?" Alfred says confused. "Then I will proudly display the award you have decided to give him as good samaritan." I would smile at that second part, if it didn't imply I was more likely to cause trouble than to help.
"Is there anything in between?"
"Highly improbable." I stick out my tongue to protest.
"Well I'm sure he can explain to you what happened just sign here." Alfred looks over and signs what he needs to and closes the door.
"What happened young man?" he said disappointed.
"I didn't do anything wrong!" I defended.
7 Hours Earlier
GOTHAM PREP, GOTHAM CITY
"This is not a drill every single one of you are going to have a talk with the police for your own safety," Commissioner Gordon tells my class. Now I've been given safety tips at some of my old schools, but getting it at Gotham Prep was something else. The most elite, most prestigious, least bribed private school in Gotham doesn't attract parents for those reasons. They attract parents because of it's safety. Fifteen private security guards, surveillance equipment rarely seen outside of authoritarian regimes, and only a five minute deployment for a swat team to raid the school: What parent wouldn't feel save sending their kid to this school? Especially since the alternatives in Gotham are in Gotham City.
"Uh Amy what happened?" I whisper over to my classmate. Everybody else seems to be whispering around as well trying to figure out why the police are here.
"You didn't hear what happened-" she tries to tell me.
"Everybody settle down. Ms. Winston and Mr. Todd be quiet!" our teacher yells. I swear that teacher always picks on me. What the #%^! did I do?
"Thank you." the Commish tells our teacher. "I'm sure your all curious about what happened." Definitely a detective this one. "Yesterday during a weekend sports competition held here at Gotham Prep the mother of one of your classmates, Hamilton Hill Jr. -" was arrested and taken to prison alongside her husband for corruption! FINALLY that corrupt ba- "-was kidnapped."
"[GASP]" the entire class started whispering to each other. Looks like we are going to have to have to get the security lecture on how to avoid stranger danger, though I have a much different reaction to the rest of my class. "[MOAN]"
Hamilton Hill Jr., is the son of Hamilton Hill Sr., a major industrialist and shipping mongul. Bruce and I have been trying to tie him to illegal arms sales from Gotham to Iran, Quarc, and Bwunda and drugs from Santa Prisca cartels. Of course since he only controls the ports directly (the ships are run by lackeys) he's only known as the great patriotic billionaire who removed led from slums and built schools for the poor (which have addiction rates of 50% because of those Santa Priscan cartels he's so close to). His son isn't a criminal though… just an #$$. Which makes me thank whoever did this. For once a kidnapping of someone undesirable in Gotham.
"We believe she is being held for ransom. Given that all of you are also high priority targets for kidnapping, we will be adding new security measures."
"What type of security measures?" I ask. Better not cancel fencing club-
"All after school clubs have been canceled-"
"Aww COME ON-" and just like that the entire class erupts in rage. Extracurricular activities at this school are ridiculously well funded. I fight a robot for fencing sometimes! The Batcave doesn't even have fighting robots! Though I guess Mount Justice has one in Red Tornado.
"What about our trip to Malta?" one student asked. This is a very rich school. The school funds trips to Europe because... rich people stuff. Well at least the class #$$ won't be a brat like our last school trip-
"It has been canceled, unless Ms. Hills kidnappers can be found in the next week."
"THAT'S RIDICULOUS," the entire class yells at the idea of the class #$$ and his corrupt mother ruining our trip.
"All of you, JASON, shut up. Your classmate is going-" my teacher starts yelling.
"Whatever Ms. Bertinelli."
"I'm sorry your trip was canceled, but it is too great a risk for students."
"What about teachers?" Amy asks. Ms. Bertinelli looks away.
"Separate issue."
"[whispering]" Okay at least if none of the teachers are going to be here next week we got it off. Will probably go do some crime fighting in Tokyo or Seoul till Europe gets dark and have my own trip to Malta-
"Now class your substitute next week will be-" or I'm going to find the next first lady of Gotham, and save my field trip to Europe- I mean her #$$.
Nine Hours Later
BATCAVE
Robin POV
I sit at the computer in the Batcave going over the video footage of the street outside Gotham Prep. Ms. Hill is seen going out onto the street, taking a call on her phone. She sees a car come up, she approaches it, then three armed guards got out and held her at gunpoint, taking her into the car. Then the car vanishes between CC cameras inside and outside the south Gotham tunnel.
"Trying to help your classmate I see," Alfred tells me having brought me a cucumber sandwich to help with my research.
"Trying to help my class not suffer because of that a-" I try to reply.
"LANGUAGE," the stern British man reminds me. I shrug. "So why do you think Ms. Hill was kidnapped." I hold up three fingers
"Ransom, publicity, or science."
"Oh, and which of the three do you think it is."
"Publicity." I state clearly.
"Publicity for whom?"
"Her husband. He wants to be Mayor of Gotham City, what better way to get public support than for there to be an outcry of support for a man whose wife was kidnapped by the crime he can stop. And if he is capable of doing what the police can't do half the time and recover a kidnapping victim alive, he's the next Mayor."
"Do you have a evidence?" Alfred asks.
"Here," I pull up a phone caller list for Ms. Hill's cell phone. "There she spent the entire day alternating between calls on three burner phones and her husband." I then pull up a image of three people buying phones at a Radio Shack. "All three of those phones she talked to, bought at the Radio Whack."
"The Radio What?"
"So many phones bought at that Radio Shack were used in murders that it is now the Radio Whack."
"Ahh how can I forget."
"Now the guys at the Radio Whack are all connected to three other hostage related kidnappings the police couldn't get them on. Since she alternated between calling her husband, they were probably checking if everything was going to plan. Then they called her in the middle of her sons track contest, told her to get onto the street, then made it seem like they kidnapped her."
"She faked a kidnapping in front of her own son? That's an awfully dark suggestion." Alfred says. "Are you sure they would do that."
"You should have an idea of how greedy and #!*%!$^ the Hill family is," I pull up some images on the computer. "Here sued a homeless shelter for devaluing property prices. Their hospitals swindled thousands out of the family members of the dead by claiming they had a chance to live. They tried to shutdown the Catholic Church in Gotham to build a-."
"Even then, a risky scheme like this..."
"Do you not remember what happened with Senator-"
"[PING]" The computer sets off an alarm.
"What's that?" Alfred asks.
"I set the computer to look for any use of her STAR Labs computer access codes," I tell him.
"Why does Ms. Hill have access to STAR Labs?"
"She a scientist at their Gotham division. Engineering labs with a focus on alien technology."
"And you think she was kidnapped for publicity reasons over her access to alien knowledge because..."
"Do you really want me to turn into speculation on the history channel?" I respond. "If it involves aliens then we might as well speculate she was mistaken for a cow and taken to be dissected. Do you really want me to guess what goes on with alien s-" I remember Alfred's earlier comment. "-stuff!" He gives me a stare for almost cussing again. "And she only joined the Star Labs alien tech division a month ago. There are probably better people to kidnap."
"Why she in a Star Labs alien tech division?"
"She's a Computer Engineer with a degree from Cal Tech. She was in the Star Labs Brother project-"
"The computer surveillance system?"
"Yep, Big Brother. When industrial secrets were leaked to research agencies in Markovia they... 'relocated' -" I air quote. "-suspected scientists to other Star Labs departments hoping to stop the leaks."
"She was purged?"
"Essentially."
"So she's at STAR Labs across Wayne Tower, I believe that's lab for advanced technology in Gotham." Alfred speculates. I take a closer look at the computer.
"No..." I use the GPS signal to track where she logged into and it's not Gotham. "She's in... Metropolis? In a building that is supposed to be closed today?"
"Snuck into the office I see."
"Probably smuggled her up north to try and avoid Gotham press. Paparazi are probably staking out Hamilton Hill's houses right now. Plus an empty office is a good place to hide."
"I believe the Metropolis press would be interested in her story."
"Do you really think Metropolis cares about anything that goes on in Gotham?" I ask sarcastically.
"Only if it crosses the border," Alfred admits.
"Well I'm just gonna check on her," I say as I prep my camera and walk away from the computer.
"Are you needed? If she is in a STAR Labs building shouldn't the Metropolis police simply enter the building to find her."
"Maybe, but as a son of Gotham I believe that I have a responsibility to solve this."
"By yourself?" Alfred disapproves. "You're going to Metropolis by yourself."
"Who could I get to tag along?" Alfred stares at me disapprovingly. "I mean Bruce lets me do solo missions."
"Not outside of Gotham."
"Well I have to save that poor-in a metaphorical sense-woman."
"He would also ask that you go with him."
"Well currently he and Dick are trying to fighting to the death like they always do."
"Their relationship is not that bad..." Alfred says unconvincingly. I, not believing something I never saw, pointed over to the blood stained giant penny. Alfred is silent for a while as he tries to formulate a response. "That was a long time-"
"It was an hour ago." Alfred stays bizarrely quiet. I got here and Bruce and Dick were investigating a robbery similar to one that occurred when he was Robin. I was investigating on the main computer while they used the forensics area. Eventually I started hearing someone yell. I turned around to see Bats and Nightwing fighting in midair as they fell into the main section of the Batcave. That fight lasted 15 minutes in which the giant penny was stained with Nightwing's blood. Eventually Batman got into the Batjet and went off without him and Nightwing followed on motorcycle. "Well, Bruce and Dick are probably gonna hunt each other tonight. So I'll just go to calm public speculation over Ms. Hill because this needs to end now." I walk further away.
"And why do you think Master Bruce would be alright with you going to Metropolis?"
"Why would you think that Bruce would be mad?" I counter.
"Because he would not want you to go an dangerous adventure by yourself." The two of us stare at each other for a few seconds.
"HAHAHAHA," I break out laughing. "Metropolis... HA... DANGEROUS HAHAHA." I just continue to the Zeta-Tube.
"I'm serious." He attempts to show seriously before realizing the stupidity of his own statement.
"Yeah right. Haha-" I insert the Zeta coordinates. "What are you afraid that their somebody might be committing a food safety violation? Or that somebody is playing music too loudly. It's #^& Metropolis, they don't have real crimes and they don't have real gangs. Their definition of unthinkable crime is called a Gotham Tuesday. Even with Superman taking that off world trip I overheard Bruce talking about, it's still more pure than a boy scout, in a church, helping an old lady knit clothes for orphans." Alfred agrees with me but tries not to show it. "What's the worst that could happen?"
"Recognized Robin. B13."
Alfred just stares at me.
"Fine I'll try calling someone up for a team up," I say as I materialize away.
METROPOLIS
I pull out my phone and start texting the only other person that I could think of being in Metropolis.
(6:15) Robin: You available?
(6:20) Superboy: For what?
(6:20) Superboy: Is thusnabout what Batman wanted/
(6:20) Superboy: It's not abut Batman?
(6:20) Superboy: Right?
(6:23) Superboy: I DON'T HAVE IT DONE OK ILL GET UT DONE
(6:24) Superboy: ...
(6:25) Superboy: .
(6:25) Superboy: ..
(6:26) Superboy: DOES HE NEED IT
(6:26) Robin: Sorry was getting a sandwich
(6:26) Robin: Nah Bats doesn't know about this, but I'm here on a kidnapping case.
(6:27) Superboy: ARE YOU GOING TO KIDNAP SOMEONE AGAIN
(6:27) Robin: No this time I'm stopping a kidnapping
(6:28) Superboy: Oh, well I don't live in Metropolis
(6:28) Robin: Do you not live with your Dad?
(6:29) Superboy: No I live at the cave.
(6:29) Robin: SERIOUSLY
(6:30) Robin: Even Batman goes to sleep outside the Batcave
(6:30) Robin: Why don't you live with your mom?
(6:32) Robin: Hey.
(6:34) Robin: Hello.
(6:40) Robin: Is this a touchy subject for you?
STAR LABS, METROPOLIS
Robin POV
I guess I'm going to have to ask Bruce about his mom later.
Just as I am about to text him about it, I see the reason why I'm here walk out of STAR.
The damsel in distress walking out of her office as she thinks of the stories of captivity she is going to tell the press. They jumped me and dragged me away to some warehouse, they forced me to do things, then held a gun to my head as they released me.
"[THUMP]"
Oh she fell over, probably to have photo worthy depiction of her captivity. And her bodyguard come to... to... to... to hold a gun to her head.
"PLEASE HELP!" I hear Ms. Hill scream. I jump to the door, staying away from the guard. "Don't..." I see some tears come out.
"Given the assistance you have given to our god, of course we will help you." the guard held his gun to her head. "Now be clean-"
I pounce on him from three stories up, taking him out instantly. I look at the guard I took out and see that he's wearing a STAR Labs uniform. It's a size too big for him, there's no security ID, and his weapons are from North Rhelasia. Was probably an impersonator.
"Oh thank god!" Ms. Hill says hugging me. "I thought I was going to die." She keeps getting more and more teary eyed. "I didn't think anyone would come to save me."
"Your welcome?" I say somewhat confused. Maybe she really was kidnapped. "Can you explain to me why he was trying to kill you?" I ask.
"[SNIFF] I finished working for him [SNIFF] then he said I did my part. We all did. [SNIFF] I thought he would let me go." She starts crying more.
"Ok back up," I say trying to piece this all together. "Who kidnapped you? How many of them are there? And what did they want you to work on? And is there anyone else in there." I hold her steady to get her to answer.
"They kept threatening me over the phone. I told my husband [SNIFF] but he brushed it off. That they couldn't come for me. They took me from my sons-"
"They being..." I ask.
"Some cult a religion of blood."
"The Church of Blood!" I exclaim. One of the deadliest cults in the world is in Metropolis! The cult believes that a demonic lord watches over them. They are attempting to summon him to our dimension through either magic and science. Their members are thought to have influenced the robbery of Lex Corp tech in Argentina, the death of a teleporting metahuman in Detroit, and the Jonestown incident in Guyana.
"[SNIFF] That one," she cries.
"#!%^," I exclaim. "What did they have you work on?" I say somewhat hastily, frightening her.
"It-It-It-" she keeps stuttering for a while. "A d-d-d-door-a-phantom-a..." She's too freaked out to give me any information. "They got other employees to come in-" They probably timed up their takeover and kidnapping to coincide with the day a STAR building is supposed to be closed, giving them access to world class scientists and world class research equipment.
"Batman." I attempt to use my communicator. "Batman!"
"[SIZZLE]"
I take a look at my holo-computer and see that somebody is jamming all signals going out of the immediate area.
I take a second to assess the situation. The Church of Blood, kidnapped a STAR Labs scientist to work on some project. They had temporarily access to the STAR Labs research server, then shut out all wireless communication. And if they were working on the project here, was it because they could only use equipment from STAR to study it, or did they think they could get it done in a few hours without risk of suspicion falling on STAR Labs or Superman getting involved.
I think of my options. Either run and call backup, hoping that I don't allow the bad guys to escape, kill hostages, or complete whatever they were working on. Or I can fight them myself.
"Ms. Hill," I tell her grabbing her shoulder for comfort. "You are on your own. Phones aren't working outside this building, run to nearest working payphone and call the police tell them what happened here." I walk into the building.
"YOU'RE LEAVING ME!" she yells in fear.
"[SLAM]" I shut the door on her.
It did not take me long to find another screaming scientist.
"You will not get away with this!" the scientist screamed.
"Shut up old man," one of the two armed guards said. "Our lord demands silence!" The guard pulls out a knife. He attempts to grab the scientist, but before he can one of my batarangs goes through his hand. "AHHHHH."
The other guard looks my way and attempt to shoot at me, only for another batarang to lodge itself into the gun. He attempts to take it out-
"[BOOM]"
But it explodes throwing him into a wall, knocking him out. The other starts running away. I can't let him get away, so I throw bolas at him, tying his feet and causing him to fall to the ground. He's still not out so I walk over.
"You brat-" I grab him by his hair and slam his head into the wall, knocking him out (as well as some teeth).
"Thank you son," I turn around to see the scientist I saved. "Professor Emil Hamilton, head of Alien engineering at STAR Labs." He extends his hand.
"Robin," I reply while shaking his hand. "Boy Wonder. Mind telling me what the Church of Blood was having you do."
"The Church of Blood?"
"The guys who were threatening you?" Did Ms. Hill really hear that the Church of Blood was here.
"Ahh, I thought that was a metaphor for something violent." Professor Hamilton sits down. "After lunch the thugs came in and took over the whole building."
"This is an five story building and part of a 6 building campus."
"There were a lot of them. They gathered everyone from the other buildings and stuffed them into here."
"Where did they stuff them?"
"I don't know, I wasn't taken with the rest of them. They wanted me to work on their Phantom Key."
"The Phantom Key?"
"It's a piece of alien technology they brought with them. Some sort of portal. A door to an alternate dimension." That doesn't sound good.
"Why did they need STAR? To fix it?"
"No the device was intact. They had two problems: lack of energy, lack of translation."
"What does that mean?"
"They couldn't power the device, so they had most of the STAR Labs staff from Metropolis transfer power from other projects to the device. They also couldn't understand the language the technology was written in, so they had some of our technology translators from Gotham and Central City create a new interface for them."
"Do you not have translators or alien computer engineers in Metropolis?"
"No, the desire to keep knowledge of alien technology out of a single location is security standard. Gotham handles reverse computer engineering, Star City handles translation, we run intial scans for the technology."
"Cold War superhuman policy, Belgrade Accords, I understand." Alfred gave me the whole history of superhumans in the Cold War. Particularly for areas he was involved in as part of MI6.
"They had them studying the alien texts before they even got here and finished before my team could give them the energy the needed."
"So can they operate the device!?"
"Yes."
"[POW]" I punch the wall in anger creating a crater in it as I grit my teeth.
"Where are they keeping it?!" I ask.
"Main testing bay down that hall." Professor Hamilton says pointing left.
"Run out that exit!" I say pointing to the hall I entered. "The Church of Blood is jamming all wireless communications, get far away from STAR Labs before trying to call the police."
"Where are you going?!"
"To stop Brother Blood!"
I race down the hallway to reach the device before it could be activated. The last thing the world needs is for some demonic being to come out of an alternate dimension for the Church of Blood.
When I get to an intersection of two hallways two guards walk out of a parallel intersection. Before the two of them can register me I punch one of them so hard I hear a bone crack before their head hits the wall leaving a crater in it.
"The fu-" before the other can even comprehend I disarm him and hold his arm in a lock that prevents movement. "-ahhhhh-"
"You have five seconds to tell me where they are opening the portal-"
"Screw-"
"[CRACK]" I break 2 of his fingers.
"AHHH-. Alright its-"
"[CRACK]" I break his wrist now.
"DON'T LIE TO ME," I yell over more of his screams.
Too afraid to do anything he just weakly points where he came from and to the left.
"Thanks." I knee him to the face and see him fall over.
I rush down the last of the hallway and see the final door. I kick down the door to find a room with three black cloaked magicians using the computers.
"A worshiper of the false heroes," what I assume is their leader yells. "Banish him to Azarath."
I get to work dispatching them. The first guy I take out with a simple punch to the face. The next one I grab the hood he's wearing and wrap it around his head to prevent him from being able to see, then take a batarang and use it like a tact-pin to keep it pinned to his back. The third guy rushes to finish something on the computer while I deal with his friends. I rush over and slam his head on the computer.
"What did you just activate!?" I ask angrily. He doesn't respond because he was knocked out by one slam. I toss him aside to try and read the computer myself. Key word being try because I don't understand zeta-physics enough to read this computer. But if a cult that wants to bring a demon into this world is using portal tech, it's obvious what they are trying.
The League will take some time to get here. I just need to make sure they can't summon their demon in time-
"The great awakening has begun!"
Time I don't think I have. I look through glass and see a cylindrical room with a purple portal in the center of it. And down there I see the leader of this cult himself. Brother Blood aka Sebastian Blood, wearing a skull-logoed cult-robe. Well at least he is trying to summon his demon through non-human sacrifice means this time.
"He is coming to wipe the sins of this world."
The portal has some weird energy beam connected to some device. If I can destroy the device, can it stop the portal.
"Apathy, Greed, Corruption: it will all be wiped from this world!"
I see 25 of his guards surrounding him. All of them are armed and there isn't anywhere for me to hide from gun fire. If I go down there I'm going to be shot.
"LONG LIVE TRI-"
"[CRASH]" I shatter the glass and jump down. My cape will give me four seconds in the air.
"Who dare disturbs-" he's cutoff by the flash bang I throw. It won't distract them for long. I throw two explosive batarangs at the ray to destroy the portal. As I touch the ground I attempt to grapple back into the room I came from.
"[BANG]" AHH %$#!, this armor is good but not perfect. One of them must have been less affected by the flash bang and shot me. The armor probably took most of the impact but there might be internal bleeding. I start to get up before anyone else can shoot me.
"[BOOOM]" the batarangs go off destroying the ray, but the rest of the Church of Blood comes through.
"OPEN FIR-" Blood tries to say-
"[SCREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEECCCHHHHHH]" An ear defining sound causes me, Blood, and the 25 guards to fall to our knees. I look up to see that the source of the sound is the collapsing portal.
"AHHHHHHH"
The sound begins to become less painful as the noise level quiets down. But as I look in the portal a silhouette appears. Initially I can't make it out but the closer it gets it looks more and more human-
"[BOOOOM]"
The portal finally collapses releasing a cloud of smoke into the room.
"[COUGH] [COUGH]" I can't see anything through the smoke. Though that means I can't be shot by them either-
"[BANG] [BANG] [BANG] [BANG] [BANG] [BANG] [BANG]"
Or they can just fire everywhere and hope to hit me-
"[BANG]"
...
...
...
That bullet bounced off something in front of me.
"[BANG] [BANG] [BANG]"
The #$%!. It's like some invisible barrier is protecting me. The smoke begins to clear and the guards start firing at me with more accuracy.
"[BANG] [BANG] [BANG] [BANG] [BANG] [BANG] [BANG]"
As the smoke clears, I realize it's not a barrier but a person.
"eteerf fkjegfe ehkefjh efefge euyhj" the red headed figure said in some language I can't understand. She then jumps as high as Superboy into the air, and the bullets all follow her thankfully. She then falls like a meteor and hits the ground.
"[BOOOOOM]"
She scatters the entire church, in come cases 20 feet away from where they were.
The impact essentially turns the room into a giant hole.
"Who are you?" I ask her.
"Maxima ehregjdfgdg jejhrgejlg dfkgjdkgh Almerac, ijdkfhhd dsjfshfs Superman," she responds.
"Wait Superman!"
"eirueef Superman yfehjfhjf."
"Can you do English?" I ask not expecting a response.
"Of course I am with an Earthling." Okay that's helpful. Wait? with a? Earthling?
"Who are you with?"
"My husband of course. As Maxima of Almerac. I am here to perform Rnhfry with my husband, your champion, Superman."
What the #%^&!
See if you can find all the easter eggs from YJ and DC in the chapter.
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