One Year Later
Disclaimer: All familiar characters belong to Marvel or DC. I own Farrah/Persiana and Leon/Crisis.
Chapter 22: Going Ape Part 1
Aboard the Watchtower…
Captain America burst into the cafeteria on the Watchtower. The all-American Avenger was frantically looking for a place to hide as he was covered in lipstick kisses and part of his uniform had been torn off. For months, he had been at the mercy of Hippolyta, queen of the Amazons. Wonder Woman looked at Steve,
"Are you all right?"
The super soldier glared, frantically shouting,
"DO I LOOK ALL RIGHT TO YOU? YOUR MOTHER IS NUTS!"
He then heard the blonde queen's voice call out,
"Come back, Adonis! I know you are here somewhere, and I shall find you!"
Steve frantically looked around and ducked underneath the table.
The Queen walked in, shaking her head,
"Now where is he?"
Diana blinked,
"Mother, could I speak to you for a moment?"
Hippolyta sat the table, placing her elbows on the table and her hands on her face like a five year old,
"I miss him."
The princess sighed,
"Mother, I realize you may not have been in the company of man for a while, but have you forgotten what Heracles did to you?"
Hippolyta said,
"Steve is different. He's smart, strong, a capable warrior…"
She had a dreamlike stare as she continued,
"And he is hot in bed."
Diana watched a little concerned as her mother began salivating, thinking of all the times Hippolyta had been seeing Cap. Not that Diana had anything against it; she thought Cap was a great man and a capable fighter, but the way her mother was drooling after him, it was like Hippolyta had totally forgotten what had happened to her when Heracles and his men appeared on the island all those years ago.
Of course, Captain America was a revered legend, and even the gods had shown him great respect. At least according to Thor.
There was also talk around Watchtower that it had become increasingly calm for the last few months. Other than the serial killer Onomatopoeia and the seemingly non-existence of the Howling Commandos, it was fairly quiet. Batman was busy tracking down the serial killer. Even though there was a fire, he figured that Onomatopoeia was still out there. Also, Batman had figured out how the serial killer got into the Batcave in the first place. It was seemingly impossible, but there was an air vent that was repeatedly opened and closed. To top it off; several windows had their alarms deactivated at Wayne Manor, without alerting the security system. Whoever Onomatopoeia was, he was not only skilled in security, but also in infiltration and combat.
The Dark Knight was also gaining tension with Superman. Superman and several other heroes had becoming increasingly complacent in their duties because of the quiet in action. Bruce believed that something big was about to go down. Of course, the Howling Commandos had been staying silent as well. Since that time in North Africa, they had not been sighted.
On the positive side, Tigra and Blue Beetle were soon getting married. They had already announced a date for the wedding, and, of course, Booster Gold, as best man, was trying to set up a bachelor party for his friend. Ted had insisted on no parties, but the hero from the future was pushing the issue. He was still pushing the issue as he and the inventor walked into the cafeteria,
"Why don't you want a bachelor party, Ted? I can totally get you some high class strippers."
Ted took some coffee and began drinking it,
"Michael, for the last time, no."
Michael exclaimed,
"You've got to have a party! You're not going to be single for very long, and I would be shirking my duties as best man if I didn't throw you a proper party."
Hippolyta and Diana had been listening to the conversation and the blonde queen shook her head,
"I sometimes will never fully understand men."
Diana rolled her eyes,
"It's Booster Gold. No one understands him. Just like Persiana."
Hippolyta nodded, then felt something brush up against her leg. She peered down and squealed,
"THERE YOU ARE!"
Cap groaned,
"Oh no."
He dove out from under the table and started running,
"HELP! SHE'S FOUND ME!"
And Hippolyta gave chase to her new boyfriend. Diana shook her head,
"I will never understand it myself."
Meanwhile…
Gorilla Grodd, Chemo, and Scavenger were outside an airport. Using his telepathy, in conjunction with a stealth device built by the elderly tech inventor, the three of them were able to sneak onto a large aircraft that could house the massive chemical blob. Taking control of the pilots' minds, the three were now taking off in the middle of the night. Grodd said,
"Gentlemen, in a few minutes, we will be over our target."
He contacted Thinker,
"How are things on your end?"
The Thinker appeared as a hologram,
"Sir, the Metal Men have just finished another training session. They are currently residing in repair stasis."
The simian telepath nodded,
"Excellent. Do you have the coordinates I gave you?"
The holographic android nodded,
"Yes. All we have to do is have Crisis receive the information. I am sending it to him now. He will come."
Scavenger rubbed his hands,
"Remember, Grodd. We had a deal. As soon as Gorilla City is taken, I want access to all of its technology so I can prepare myself for the upcoming war!"
Grodd rolled his eyes,
"Yes, yes. I am aware of that. And, you shall get it."
One of the pilots, influenced by Grodd, said,
"We're over the target now, sir."
Grodd and Scavenger gripped tightly as the large plane began flying over Bludhaven. The door began to open and Chemo jumped out of the plane. The mass of chemical protoplasm spread his hands out, as if expecting to pull a parachute. However, there was no parachute and, as Chemo hit the ground, a massive crater formed, and an eerily green cloud began to form and spread throughout Bludhaven.
Grodd looked down and called out telepathically,
"Begin the assault on Gorilla City."
Next Chapter:
The Justice League is divided by Grodd's plan, and the Thinker lures Crisis into a trap. Stay tuned, fellow readers! Things are going to get interesting!