Chapter 12: Blow up Pictures
Cory and Estell smirked as they slapped down a huge manila envelope on the table before Rev and Dawn. She had been in there group for a couple days now and so far they hadn't acted at all. She laughed hysterically when she found out about Luthor being hung on the Daily Planet naked and was excited to do something else. "Now, we can test out our noob." Cory said as she and Estell took a seat. Dawn glared at her with a frown.
"I'm not a noob." She said flatly.
"Okay, whatever, just open the envelope." Both Cory and Estell were smiling and Dawn gave them a suspicious look, glancing at Rev to see what he thought. He shrugged not bothering to disagree because either way they'd find out. Dawn sighed and hesitantly lifted the top flap of the envelope and pulled out its contents. What was in it both shocked and made her fall back out of her chair with laughter. Estell and Cory joined her and Rev raised and eyebrow, leaning over to see what was so funny.
"Holy Christ, what the hell is this?" in his hand was pictures, of varying sizes, of Lex Luthor unconscious and strapped to the Daily Planet. There were pictures of Cory and Estell writing on his face and giving him bunny ears. There was a photo with him sporting a red drawn on mustache and a bull's eye on his forehead. Another one had him with make up on and his forehead said 'Don't judge us Drag Queens cus we're gorgeous!' Rev blinked and stared at his two very mentally ill friends. "You did this?" he asked.
Cory nodded with a snort. "Yeah, we used washable markers and make up and kept cleaning one thing off and writing something else again, until we got bored."
"You took pictures though,"
"Had to, we couldn't forget this! But its good cus now we can remember them better. Hehe, tell 'em, Ri." Estell started to laugh louder and Rev turned to Cory, preparing for a new shock.
"Where going to tape them up all over Metropolis," Cory and Estell held each other in fits of glee. Rev blinked at them, electrified as Cory calmed down and went on. "And Dawn is going to help us with X-ray-tights. He's probably going to try and stop us so we need to spice 'em up a bit, no problem."
Dawn stopped laughing now, and sat up slowly. Her eyes were bulging with startled surprise. "Wait….by X-ray-tights, you don't mean Superman right?" she smiled nervously and the two women didn't answer her. "What, I ain't fighting him! He'll kill me!" Cory shook her head.
"Technically, he doesn't kill or hurt girls per say, but you may be put in jail." She answered nonchalantly.
"Uh der, jail!"
"Calm down if we take his girlfriend he wont stop us okay. That's where you come in." Cory leaned forward with a devious smile, Estell also had a mean mad scientist look upon her serious face.
"What am I doing…?" Dawn's eyes shot from either menacing face, regretting that she even asked.
Cory and Estell's shouts of laughter filled the air. "Here, here," Estell gestured to a blank alley wall. Cory smirked and she took out a roll of duck tape, as Estell spread a 20 by 24 photo onto the red musky brick. As Cory tapped the perimeter, they heard someone clear their throat. They turned quickly to see 'X-ray-tights' floating in the air just a bit above them.
"That's not a lost kitten poster." Cory grinned, looking back at the photo, turned back to him and shook her head.
"Noope, I'm pretty sure it's not." Superman grimaced ever so slightly. "Hmmm, you really are hot." Estell slapped her arm and Cory frowned at her. "Yeah, yeah, I know I have a boyfriend, I was just saying, geez." She pinched her sister, and the two of them broke out into a mini fight. Superman raised an eyebrow at their total disregard.
"Ladies, I am of knowledge you are the wanted villains, Blood and Diamond." The two women froze, glaring at him with vehement looks.
"Hey, the actual term is Anti-heroes."
"Just because we blow things up, kidnap, occasionally murder and shoot others, doesn't mean we're bad." Cory finished for Estell. Superman just stared at them. No wonder Batman hated them, they were delusional.
"Villain or not, I'm afraid, you must go to jail." The women laughed at him and shook their heads.
"That won't be good for Lois." The super alien man's eyes widened.
"You have Lois Lane?" he asked. The girls nodded and he stared at them with a frown.
They both stuck together, covering each other suddenly. Blushes flood their faces as they looked at him with violated expressions. "He's using his x-ray vision!" Estell squeaked, burying her face in Cory's shoulder. Superman's face went stiff with aghast. Who the heck did they think he was Purple Man? Cory patted her sister's back and glared at Superman looking like a distraught two-year old.
"Pervy X-ray-tights!" she scolded him. "And you said we were villains." His face was a mush of supreme confusion and agitation and they broke out in laughter once more at how weird it was. "Hehe, just fucking wit ya, X-ray-tights." He blinked realizing that she was calling him X-ray-tights. A nickname? "But, seriously we do have Lois. And if you do what we say she'll be returned home in one-piece." He gave her distrustful look and she threw her hands up to show her innocents. "No, kidding, I won't cut her in half. It never turns out right when you do that." He looked at them both even more doubting of their claims, waiting for her to say she was kidding him. She didn't.
Superman sighed with a tired face. "What do you want?" Cory snickered and gave him a huge bill-board sized picture of Lex Luthor in make up, with a roll of some tape. He raised an eyebrow at this shaming picture of his arch enemy.
"Tape this on that bill-board over there." She pointed to the entrance of the city where a cosmetic ad was tucked into the metal frame of a bill-board. "Heh that would look amazing," Superman scowled and she pinched his cheek. "Dude, don't do that, you'll get frown lines."
Superman rolled his eyes and turned in the direction of the bill-board. "You better keep your promise." He warned before shooting off to do the deed he regretted. Cory and Estell raised their eyebrows at each other, grinning. X-ray-tights would love their present.
Superman arrived at the desired destination with the girls in his arms making swishing sounds and shouting, "X-ray-tights awaaaaaay!" he set them down gently in front of the tall building which seemed from his simple sweep of its inside, to be an old abandoned office facility. There were also three figures on the middle floor. "Let's go, tights." The girls tried to push him in but he didn't move and inch. "Move, your, ass!"
His eyebrows burrowed together as he enter the building. The three of them took an elevator up, generic tunes reverberating through the little compartment. "Nice music." Estell said to clear the hostile air. Superman closed his eyes and shook his head. He really didn't want to be here right now. But of course Lois was kidnapped once more and it was his job to save her.
The elevator stopped and they exited it. In front of them was a person in a chair with a lead suit on. They were bound to a chair with two other lead suited persons on either side of them. He was sure that the one in the chair was Lois but skeptical was he and he turned to them. "Why is she wearing a mask?"
"We're kidnappers, idiot, we have to make the hostage scared, so we left her like this in the dark for some hours." As if on cue, the person in the chair whimpered and stamped her foot to the ground, resisting against the restraints, muffling sounds of unease into the air. "Or, it really just pisses them off…" Superman sighed and approached the woman in the chair, his laser eyes burning the rope.
"Lois," he murmured as he pulled off the lead mask. Instead of dark brown wavy hair and dark eyes he looked upon a pale freckled and orange-masked face with clear brown eyes and long fawn hair in a pony tail.
"Hiya," the mystery woman laughed as her face became scorched with flame. Superman back up as she extricated herself from the lead suit, showing off her anime-hero looking costume like a great blazing butterfly from a cocoon. She smirked at him, her body surging with fire, hair looking like the tail of a fire fox. "Name's fire, Dawning-fire, and I shall be your host today." Superman frowned and sighed.
"Where's Lois?" The frustrated caped hero turned to Cory and Estell who were now sitting on the ground at peace. They gave him matching looks of disapproval.
"You're going to ask questions when in a fight? I never thought you we're the reckless type, X-ray-tights." Estell tsked. Superman sighed once more. He would be reckless to let these nuts run wild on society. He turned back to the girl-on-fire before him. Why did his opponents always have to have some kind of weird ability? For a moment her face seemed unprepared and she flinched before perking up to attack.
She clenched her hands and held them in front of her body, swirling tubes of simmering fire jetting off each. Each hit the man of steel who just let them hit him without much reaction. Dawn frowned and blinked, as Superman appeared behind her in a fraction of a second. He scooped her up and she swashed fire drenched fists into the hero's chest. "No, let go of me! No, no, no!" Her hands covered his face, which did nothing to block his X-ray vision, and attempted to scratch his skin. "Fuck you, put me down!"
Of course this also didn't affect Superman, who simply put her on his shoulder, cussing, yelling, and fighting. His gaze turned to the other two females and their pair of lead-clad accomplice. His eyes sharpened and Estell clutched Cory's side. "He defeated the noob already," she whispered.
"Uh, yuh, I can see that. Man, our plans keep getting all sticky. Next time we should get Kryptonite Cannons." Estell nodded in agreement.
"Yeah, I'm sure they sell the gems online, you could make it yourself, like that new bomb."
"True, next time." Superman rolled his eyes completely agitated with these two. They weren't even paying attention to him, while he had their comrade captive.
"Where is Lois?" he demanded, without an ounce of patience. One of the suited people sighed in annoyance. They lifted their mask and a woman shook her thick dark hair out of her face. Lois Lane. "Lois? What are you doing?" Superman asked perplexed.
"Trying to get a new scoop on the masked girls themselves," she retorted angrily. "They said I could some observe if I played along, but you being all gung-ho I didn't get anything spectacular." Superman just stared at her, shaking his head ever so slightly with a small, barely visible grin. Louis turned to the girls, disregarding his presence. She took out a note pad and held out a mic to them causing them raise eyebrows in response. "So, what exactly prompts you to do your crimes and what have you got against Luthor?"
Cory and Estell shared a glance before they answered. "Revenge," Louis wrote down their statement and a grave for more lingered in her class-A reporter eyes. "That's all that can be stated right, now. Anyways, we have to go, so X-ray-tights would you be so kind as to put down the noob?"
"No." Lois glared at him.
"Why not," she demanded.
"Maybe, cus we're wanted fugitives." Cory piped and they all stared at her. She pouted and squished her heel into the ground. "God, I was just answering you question."
"Blood's, right, their wanted," Superman told Louis who shrugged.
"Still they didn't hurt me and they haven't done a crime in Metropolis." She pointed out. Superman thought a second. There was also the fact that Batman was so intent on jailing them himself. Maybe it was best that he let them go, for now…
He steadily descended to the ground and put the literally steaming girl in his arm on her feet. She glared and slapped him in the face. "That's for not being ass-kickable." She span on her heels to look at Cory and Estell. "And I'm not a damn noob."
"Mhm." Cory and Estell both hummed together.
"I'll see you all soon." Superman murmured picking up an annoyed Lois Lane. "Unless of course you decide to stay out of tr-" A flash cut his sentence short. The girl in blue had snapped a picture of him with a mini-camera. He stared at the both of them as they giggled over the picture.
"Oh, but this one will be all over the internet." Cory cooed, showing him another photo of him taping the drag queen picture of Lex Luthor to the bill-board. He blinked in shock and instantly disintegrated the device with his laser eyes. "What the fuck, you ass-wipe?" Cory boomed, the ashes of the camera slipping between her fingers. He didn't answer just shot up through the roof without a sliver of acknowledgment. "Damn, it would have been so fun to embarrass him." Estell started to giggle again. "What's so funny?" Cory asked with a pout.
Estell slowly withdrew another camera from her bag. "Back up pics." Cory and Dawn gawked at her before the all started to whoop with laughter. Rev, whom hadn't said a single word just watched them, wonder if the whole world was made of crazy people…