Chapter Three

Mysterious Visitor

As night fell people in the city feared what was coming they knew that the vigilante's were going to come and wipe them out. Most of them basing their fears off of the newspaper reports earlier that morning, as the fear grew the more the VRA liked because it meant they would turn to them for their safety. The VRA office that was located near City Hall was armed to the teeth, with soldiers all wearing their full gear. In the distant the rumbling of a motorbike was heard, from reports from witnesses and the officer the VRA force knew exactly what was coming. Like clockwork the motorbike came to a screeching halt in front of the forces. Lt. Russell looked and saw that the man looked like he was out of some sort of western, minus the armor, and the twin M1911 in the hostlers attached to the armor. Lt. Russell got on the loud speaker that they had set up and said, "Whoever the hell you are I order you to put your hands in the air and surrender yourself to the VRA force." The man in the suit showed, "Names the Undertaker, and there is two ways that this going down." He put his hands up and Lt. Russell said, "What two ways is that you behind bars you freak of nature." The two four man groups of VRA troops moved in slowly to the Undertaker as he replies "You in a pine wooden box or a plastic bag." Just as the troopers moved in to handcuff the Undertaker, he moved his hand just long enough to grab the man's hand and stab the cuff in the soldier's neck. As blood squirted out in all directions, the other troopers tried hand to hand combat on the Undertaker. The one trooper behind him tried to grab him, but the Undertaker moved gave him a backwards head butt causing the troopers head to crack and break. The one to the left tried to grab his arms once the other solider let go but, the Undertaker blocked his move, reaching around breaking the guys arm with just a single movement. With what he witnessed the man to his left fled and got back into an SUV, the man in front of him was on his knees bleeding out still. The Undertaker reached out and snapped his neck with a swift twist. While the other two soldiers laid on the ground in agony. At the main entrance to the VRA building the troopers that were stationed their stared in on horror and disbelief at what they had just seen. Some of their best soldiers were taken out as if they were as if they were a bunch of rookies. Lt. Russell started to feel a queasiness in the pit of her stomach as if she picked the wrong vigilante to go after tonight, but she said, "FIRE!" The troopers at the main entrance began to shoot at the Undertaker, but he just stood there and took it. They watched in horror as the man stood there and their bullets began to bounce off him. Lt. Russell thought and RPG would take care of him. She nodded to her second in command and he mounted a rocket launcher on his shoulder and fired. The rocket went directly toward the Undertaker, and went it made contact he blew sending a huge fire ball up in the air. All the soldiers for the VRA began to cheer as Green Arrow and the Blur somehow got there as during the battle. The cheering began to fade as the as out of the smoke walked the Undertaker, not even a dent in his armor. The troopers began running in fear of this demon that stood before them, others had reloaded their rifles or drew their side arms. Until they saw what was in the Undertaker's hands, apparently he had drawn his two M1911 pistols. He began to fire, but the Blur sped down and stopped every single one of the bullets and then sped off again. The Undertaker could see from his sensors in his helmet what had happened and said, "The Blur saved your lives and still you attack a hero." They fired at the Undertaker who just kept walking and he got closer to the building he just helped up a clenched fist and fire began to shoot out. Lt. Russell managed to jump out of the way. As the rest of the men and women who didn't run were burned alive before the Blur could do a thing about. The Undertaker stepped over their screaming burning bodies walked in and fired and RPG right at the gas mane. Sending the office and part of city hall up in a fire blast worth of any movie, but out of the fire walked the Undertaker. Who shouted into the night, "Blur not even you can saved the dammed." He got on his motorbike and sped off, but half way down the block was stopped and thrown up onto a rough before he could react.

On the rooftop the Undertaker dusted himself off and fixed his hat and said, "You could have just sent a card to thank me." The Blur stood there and said, "How could you claim to be a hero but kill all those people down there." The Green Arrow stood beside his partner with his bow drawn back as the Undertaker replied, "It was self defense, and besides you can't do a dam thing to stop me." Arrow smirked and said, "Let's just take him out and give him to the cops." The Undertaker replied, "That's if you can even catch me." The Blur sped toward him but the Undertaker just grabbed him right when got to him and flung him against the brick wall. The Arrow fired his arrow right at him but the Undertaker spun around quickly and caught it. Arrow just stared and said, "That's not good." The Blur used his heat vision to burn the Undertaker out of his suit but nothing, only it did was piss the Undertaker off more. He raised his clench fist and burned the Blur. He turned his attention back to the Arrow knowing he was the only one that could be harmed. As the Arrow kept firing arrows at him, he caught each one with accurate precision he then jammed each arrow into key areas in the Green Arrow. One in the left arm, right arm, one below the left rib cage, and one in the thigh. He turned to his attention back to the Blur who had gotten up and said, "You now have a choice Blur you go after me, and I kick your ass royally or you save your friend from slowly bleeding to death. See I have avoided major arteries and organs, just key areas that will make him bleed until he gets medical attention." As soon as the Blur went to Arrow, the Undertaker dropped off the roof and landed on his motorcycle speeding off into the night.

Clark could not waste time pursing the Undertaker, and he was sure that was exactly what the Undertaker was planning. He picked up Oliver and sped off to Watchtower, radioing that Emil Hamilton needed to be there to patch up Oliver. On his arrival to Watchtower, Chloe went immediately to Oliver and said, "Ollie what did he do? Clark?" Oliver who had passed out by then from blood lost was set on the nearest table, as Clark replied, "The Undertaker killed several VRA soldiers, blew up half of City Hall and the entire VRA central command center for Metropolis. When we confronted him, he blocked every advance I made, he was fast because Oliver shot several of his arrows at him and he caught each one in his hand. To stop us from pursuing him he stabbed Oliver with his own arrows." As Chloe was about to say something Dr. Hamilton walked in and said, "What happened." Chloe said, "Oliver was stabbed by the Undertaker, he's bleeding to death hurry." As Emil worked on Oliver, Tess was at the computer at the desk of Watchtower, trying to not focus on this being Drake that hurt Oliver, but someone else. She also thought that this could be someone else using the family crest to frame him. As they played the footage from Oliver's glasses, Tess saw the way that the Undertaker moved and all doubts where gone. Clark asked, "Tess, have you done running a search on the Undertaker?" Tess looked away from the screen that played the events that took placed minutes ago and said, "It's still searching. Its taking awhile which means that his shifting through tons of material, I am specifically looking for mentions of the Undertaker through history and any government files." Clark nodded as Tess said, "I will go to LuthorCorp and see if Lex or Lionel ever hand information on it." Clark nodded again as Chloe could not take her eyes off the eerie face staring at her, from the last images on the camera before Clark rushed Oliver here. Clark said, "We will find away to stop him."

Drake had finished taking off the last of his armor when the alarm to his penthouse went off, he grabbed one his M1911's before heading upstairs. He knew his security would not hear it because he did not want them up in his penthouse if someone were to break in. Besides if they wanted something they could have it, everything that he treasured was down in the sub basement. However, given that he caused a lot of problems tonight for the VRA, the city, and the other heroes, he was not going to take the chance that they figured out who he was. As the door opened to his penthouse, he saw the room dark. He reached out with his gun hand someone chopped the gun out of his hands. He immediately used his other hand and grabbed the other arm and swung the person out in front of him. However, the other person countered and used his own momentum to throw him across the room. Drake came landing on his couch and he heard the clicking of heels on the ground, he dove off the couch and slide to the other side of the room. He then used the darkness to surprise the person by coming up behind him until she kneed him in the crotch. He went falling to the ground looking at the person who broke into his penthouse, staring at the woman who he fell in love with years ago, Tess Mercer. He said, "Tess? You know I told my receptionist that I would…." She cut him off he could tell by the look of her eyes that she had been crying and she said, "Drake did you think I wouldn't have known it was you wearing that armor. Especially, since you put your family crest on the chest plate, remember Paris and you showing it to me. Not to mention the fact that I know your fighting style." As the pain went away he was about to speak, when she kneed him again and he fell over again. By the second one tears were streaming down his face and he thought only she could produce tears. She continued, "Tonight you hurt my friends Drake do you understand that?" Drake couldn't speak as he was breathing in and out hoping the pain wouldn't last. Tess just stood there and said, "I understand you feel used by the government and all. I have been used by many people in my lifetime, but you should have just become a hero like the rest of them and not killed people to make your point. Now my friends are in danger because you keep pissing them off." Drake finally was able to say, "Tess, I am sorry for your friends but I could have last against the Blur the whole time and I needed to get back. I was never used by the government; the whole time I worked for them I used them to build contacts so I could do this. By the end of this the world will see that the heroes are needed, even if I have to become the villain. Your friends will thank me one day." Tess looked at his eyes, the same red eyes she fell in love with. She just turned toward the elevator and walked out. Drake finally managed to pick himself up and sit on couch and as the door shut he said, "Tess I love you." But she was gone, again.

As the dawn was breaking back at Watchtower the team, now along with Lois and J'onn, where waiting to see Oliver wake. Tess was at the desk as the familiar ding that her search done sounded. She pulled then walked over to the center table of Watchtower and pulled up the search results, three results popped up and she brought up the first one entitled 1871. The team looked at it and Chloe said, "That cannot be right. Tess did you run the right search?" Tess gave her a glare after the night she had been having this was not the time to pull this am I valued member of the team BS. Tess said, "Yes, Chloe. This is a government file that was scanned into the computer during the last administration. It is in a file that is marked the President's eyes only. This means this must an ancestor of the current Undertaker." Clark replied, "Just open it." Tess opened the file.

March 5, 1871

This is the personal journey entry of Captain James Marshall, commanding officer of the 5th Calvary unit. We are heading towards the plains to fight off the Indians so that we can protect the settlers that are coming out this way to make a new way for themselves after the Civil War. Many of my men fought for both side and have begun the healing process, many joke about being a damned yank or a rebel scum. However, some do hold resentment towards one another. The reason that I am writing this entry is what I and many others witnessed at the local saloon. In the saloon as we were drinking and well relaxing from two night of riding hard. In came a band of thieves, lead by some bad hombre named Jack. By the looks of him you could tell that he was someone that you did not want to mess with, he wore two Army Revolvers on his hip. From the sounds of everyone in the saloon they did not want him to draw on him. A few minutes after they walked in another man walked in dressed all in black, except, even writing this I do not believe it, his head was bowed and all you could see was the white of his skin. However, when he lifted his head the white was not his skin but his skull, as mentioned I did not want to believe this. The man walked to the where the bar was but stayed a few feet back from the men and said, "Jack, you are wanted for the rape of 15 women, the murder of 26 men, and the theft of the noon stage in Santa Fe." Jack turned to the man and pulled his gun but the man in black was quicker and shot the gun out of his hands. This point Jack yelled in pain and he went to pull his other gun, the man in black shot his thumb off this time. Jack yelled out and began to bleed all over the bar as his gang pulled their pistols but the man in black pulled his second one and killed them all before any of them could get their guns out of the holster. Jack was know on the floor bleeding on himself as he cried out "Who the hell are you?" The man in black held his guns in his hands raised them and he says, "The Undertaker, and your time has come." He fired and Jack's head was gone. I would have done something but based off of what I saw take place, I was not going to risk my life for scum. However, the Undertaker did pay for the damages to the saloon and paid for everyone's drink for the rest of the day.

Tess scrolled down and said, "Later he goes on to say that he found out that this man was in fact a bounty hunter. However, he never collected on a single bounty just murdered criminals. Marshall believed that the Undertaker took it upon himself to kill those who preyed on others." Emil commented, "Given the nature of American society during the time period he would be viewed upon as the countries first vigilante hero. Killing would be the only method to stopping a criminal during the Old West." Clark and the rest looked at him and Clark said, "Besides the skull mask, what else ties him to our current Undertaker?" Tess kept reading and said, "A ring that he wore, that had had the picture of a crest with a heart and sword running vertically through it." Clark said, "An ancestor, and his descendent has picked up where he had left off." Tess nodded and thought Drake why pick up after a madman. Clark then clicked on the second file, entitled December 15, 1917. Chloe said, "Now this guy is in World War I?" However, before they could read a single word a voice entered the speaker system of the Watchtower and said, "I am sorry heroes for what I have to do, but the Undertaker does not want anyone sticking their noises in where it doesn't belong. No other files will be hurt on your hard drives but you will not trace me or find these files again." As soon as the voice finished its speech the power went down and Watchtower was completely shut off from the rest of the world, except for the life support for Oliver. Tess glared and remember the voice from her time with Drake, he had shown her I.O.N, but he was not as advanced as he is now. She was going back over to confront him once and for all. She stormed out of the building.