Ch. 11
Emma told Vic everything before she met with the founding league members.
Now Vic finally had the information he needed to connect the dots.
Someone had been mysteriously breaking villains out of jail, no one knew why or how. It was almost…supernatural.
And now, Vic had discovered who was behind it all. A massive conspiracy to hit the League at its weakest points and bring total destruction to any group or hero that stood in their way. Lex Luthor was back, and this time, he'd brought a new friend.
Vic hooked Dreamscaper's communicator up to her screen directly as she explained. The symbol of a white tiger and the words "PRIME HEROES" appeared on the screen. A lanky young man with a shock of bleached blonde hair contrasting horribly with his Latin American features materialized before him.
"Prime Heroes, what do ya need? I'm missing my Star Wars marathon to answer this transmission!"
"Hello. I was told to speak with a Hero Girl?"
The boy was roughly pushed of his chair with a yell, and a brunette girl about Emma's age appeared.
"You have got to be kidding me…"
"I'm-"
"Yeah, yeah, I know who you are. What did she do, try to convince Diana that her 'gods' weren't real?"
"She told me that if I found anything of interest, I needed to tell you."
"Why not tell her, or Batman?"
"They are, at present, busy."
"So what's the news?"
"I have reason to believe that a person of interest-"
"Who?"
The Question stared at her silently for a second.
"Sebastian is here."
Her face turned into the face of an enraged wild animal.
"That sadistic pig is in YOUR WORLD?!"
"Yes, I believe-"
"Well, this is great, JUST GREAT! SHE GETS SHIPPED OFF AND- hey, what's going on?! Question?!"
Vic didn't hear the teenage vigilante's panicked concern. Victor Stone was lying on the carpet in his room, unconscious, a trickle of blood running down his chin from his mouth. The communicator was still on the desk, a large crack marring the screen.
Everything was going according to plan…
BREAK
Fighting with your significant other is never a good thing.
Especially when she is a "reformed" assassin.
"Sharpie, focus more on the baddies, and less on your doomed love life!" Firo yelled as he introduced a nameless minion to his "flaming right hook." He enjoyed his pyromaniac abilities a little too much sometimes…
"V, can I talk to you later? NO, I'm not trying to avoid you, I'm trying to stop Lethal from taking over Coco City! No, I'm not lying, turn on the news!" Sharp Shooter shot his tranquilzer gun, one handed, at a group of the super villainese's goons, watching them drop with heavy thuds. Finally, he just hung up his communicator, knowing he'd regret that later.
It rang again.
"This is Ninja Girl. I have some bad news from Hero Girl…"
BREAK
The meeting was interrupted by the Watchtower alarms blaring.
"Mr. Terrific, what's the code red?" Batman asked, via com link, as the heroes rushed out of the meeting room to the monitor bay.
Dreamscaper gasped as she flew by the founding members.
"It's Question!"
No, no, no!
I'm too late…