A New Guardian
A Teen Titans FanFiction by drsonicfan
Opening Notes: I really should have told everyone this at the start. I began as a fan of the Teen Titans cartoon, not comics, and so therefore, the story is actually going to borrow from both the cartoon and comics, sorry for the inconvenience. This chapter is dedicated to author: Japhith (Jacob McDonald), thanks for helping me start up... seriously though, check this guy's work. It is fantastic!
Standard disclaimers apply. I do not own The Teen Titans or any DC characters, but my own hero belongs to me.
Chapter 4: Breaking Free
5 months later
"You coming Kara?" said the dark haired man, matching his black shirt with the red "S" covered in the shape of a diamond.
"Alright, alright. No need to rush." Stood his long blond haired companion, who wore the exact same "S" in the shape of a diamond, but she also wore a long sleeved blue top and a blue skirt, help up a gold belt buckle holding it up and with a gold trim around the suit.
"I always wonder how you are even in the team. You must be over forty years old."
"Neither should you. You are the same age as a baby." She joyfully grinned at him.
"Shut up. I promised Robin we'd be there on time."
"I always arrive on time; you take about fifteen moths to get to some place." She said as she rose into the air off the top of Hammersmith Tower.
Conner shook his head and followed her and rose just behind the Kryptonian. "So, how are things with Lana?"
"Fine at the moment. Just fine." She looked over to Conner, "Everything is fine. Nothing is happening, and when something does come up…"
"The Justice League takes it. I get what you mean."
"I like living a normal life, but I feel... like there is something missing inside of me."
"There is a part of me which is unfulfilled. I do want a normal life, I do. But, even though you risk your life doing it. One of the reasons I joined the Titans was that I wanted a challenge."
"Yeah." Kara nodded in agreement.
Just then, their T-Comps buzzed, "I've got it." Kara said as she pulled it out and opened it bring up the face of a dark haired teen with an eye mask. "Hello Dick."
"Hey, Kara." Smiled the Boy Wonder.
"Why are you calling? We are just coming over." Said Superboy, now hovering over the Maid of Might.
"Superboy." Robin nodded in acknowledgement of his appearance. "Are you near Metropolis?"
"We are pretty far outside of the city, why?"
"Seems that the LexCorp Corporate Headquarters has caught fire."
"How big?"
"The fire started around halfway up the building, and it has quickly gone further and further up."
"How come we never noticed it?" Supergirl questioned as if it was a prank.
"It must have started as soon as, or quickly after you left."
"If this is a joke I swear..."
"No joke." As the screen on the other side now pointed towards the large screen showing the tower on fire with the words: LexCorp On Fire was underneath.
"Is Luthor himself in the building?" Conner asked.
"Sources claim that."
"He's a smart man; he can find his own way out of there." He spoke with no hint of remorse.
"I hate him as much as you two do. But we have to do what we have to do. We help anyone in danger." Robin raised an eyebrow as if they had forgotten how they worked.
Supergirl gave up, "Fine we'll go back and help."
"Thanks. I appreciate this."
"Next time I'll let him fry. Supergirl out." She closed the comp and turned around to face Conner, "Come on, we've got a job to do."
They both flew back to where they started; both pissed off and just wanted to get the job done.
LexCorp Corporate Headquarters
Lex Luthor fell to his knee again as he stumbled to the door of his office as the fire surrounded him.
"Is anyone there?" he shouted over the crackling fire. He coughed again holding his chest in pain, "Help!" he cried for his life.
Lex continued to walk to the door of his office as the fire crept closer towards the bald man.
He managed to get his hand on the scolding door handle, trying to steady himself as he rose up so he could open the door.
Only to be met by more fire right in front of him.
Lex stumbled backwards in horror over the increasingly larger flames came slowly in to his office.
He was now trapped. The fire had surrounded him, no way out. Lex closed his eyes and waited for the worst.
"Mister Luthor?" shouted an unknown voice.
Lex opened his eyes and still only saw the red hellish fires straight in front of him, "Hello?" he choked in his words, making sure that someone was there.
"Mister Luthor. Where are you?" the anonymous voice sounded.
"In my…" he coughed over the huge amount of carbon dioxide, "office." He coughed again, this time bringing up some blood.
He reopened his eyes to find a figure in front of him.
From what he could make out, he was wearing a metal suit coloured in gold, a cape which was coloured white from the front. There was also a mask, also coloured in gold, but with a difference. There was a grey coloured bit around the middle, where the face is supposed to be, and there were also little white dots which were separated into different parts, but they looked like they represented: eyes, eyebrows and a mouth.
The metallic man extended out a hand, "Mr. Luthor, are you alright?" the figure spoke which sounded half human and half robotic. The white dots which looked like a mouth moved in motion of the words spoken.
"Please… just get me out of here." He spoke weakly.
"Sure, just put your arm round my shoulder." He took the bald man's arm and put around him, "Hold on. Tightly."
"Why?" at that instant he saw everything go by in blur, and wind hit his face hard. It was all over in about five or so seconds, when the metallic man removed his arm from his shoulder. Lex just dropped to the floor, steadying himself with his hands as he threw up, causing some blood to come up with it.
"Look, we are at the ground floor. The front door is right over there." His saviour pointed over to the front doors diagonally across from where the fire exit door was and the small flames on the ground floor.
Lex steadied himself by holding onto the strange person, "Thank you." He spoke weakly, "Is there anything I can do to…"
He was cut off by his rescuer as he leaned in closer and whispered something into his ear.
Lex's eyes showed his shock. He knew there was no reason to hide it, "Very Well. Level minus four. I'll help you get it, that level can only be accessed via retinal scan."
"It's fine. I'll take what I need. Now go. Get yourself to an ambulance and rest." The figure made sure Lex started to head towards the door, he turned round as he looked at the golden figure, "Who are you anyway?"
"I'm Guardian." He then turned round and disappeared down the fire exit stairs.
Lex stared at the fire door for a few moments, and then turned around and began to limp towards the doors and as the doors opened he was attacked by a barrage of camera flash and just seconds after, two paramedics began to escort him to an ambulance on stand-by.
His paramedic looked up towards the blue sky to see two figures wearing the same red "S" surrounded by a diamond shape descend slowly to the ground. Lex smiled as he saw a chance, "These are the two…" he coughed as he tried to shout to the press, "These two are the ones that saved me."
Both of them looked at each other with confused look and they then looked over to Lex, "We did?" the two said with total confusion.
"Just play along with it kid." Luthor leaned in to the two of them, "The paparazzi love it. Just smile and wave."
Both of them looked at each other again, as the boy just shrugged and raised his hand towards the press and they received a barrage of camera flashes and reporters shouting for them to ask questions.
"Mr. Luthor, we must really get you to an ambulance." One of the paramedics said as began to walk away, carrying Lex with them around their shoulders.
The two heroes once again looked at each other and they began to walk after the medics and their patient.
A few moments later
Lex took off his oxygen mask once again, "What do you mean, "He isn't one of ours"?!" he shouted.
The girl began to speak, "We can't make that any clearer. Whoever or whatever it was, it was is not a Titan or any hero we know of. I'm positive."
"Your description of him doesn't ring a bell" the guy cut in.
"How can you be so sure "Superboy"?" Lex motioned with his fingers.
"We can see a person in many different ways. We would remember." Superboy stared shaved headed man down.
"Fine then." He breathed from his oxygen mask again, "What about his name "Guardian", there's one of you called that isn't there?"
"Yes. But I've met him. He looks nothing like that." Superboy shook his head as he looked down at the ground, clearly not happy.
"Not to mention also having super-speed which he also doesn't have." His female companion spoke.
"So then, who is it, Supergirl?"
"Don't know. But I sure as hell want to find out." Supergirl looked over to Conner.
"I want to ask him just one or two more questions, if it's fine by you." Conner responded back.
"I'm alright with it."
"Okay then." The clone turned his attention over to the bald billionaire, "Did he rescue anyone other than you?"
"Yes. I was told that I was the last one out by one of the paramedics. All of my employees have been accounted for." Lex breathed into his oxygen mask again.
Conner looked back over Kara and heavily sighed before looking back over to Lex, putting his right arm on his forehead, "So we basically came over here for nothing?"
Lex couldn't help but see the funny side of their dismay, "It seems that way." He started to laugh, "Saviours of the world one day, beaten by newcomers the next."
Superboy's glowed red, "Listen here. You think you can do this job; you would get your ass killed on the first second. Besides, you're still a criminal, give me one good reason why I shouldn't just fry your face and then slam you into prison." He hissed with venom.
Lex smiled deviously, "I can buy every judge, every cop, anyone. You name it. You try and get me thrown in jail, my wealth gets me out. You can't convict me and you know it." The intellect smiled like a Cheshire cat through the pain.
Supergirl reached out and placed a soft hand on Conner's shoulder, "Leave him be. He isn't worth it." Looking towards Lex.
Conner thought about it for a while and his turned to normal as soon as he saw Lex looking like he was going to pass out from the amount of carbon dioxide he breathed in. Lex flopped back onto the floor of the ambulance, heavily breathing in air and tenderly stroking his sore neck.
"If I ever see your pathetic looking face again, I'll punch it off." Conner turned round in disgust of the criminal mastermind. Conner started walking, "I'm leaving. I am not staying around near that piece of shit." Nodding his head towards Lex as he took off.
Kara watched him rise back into the air and she turned round and looked back at Lex one last time, "Thank you. For your co-operation." She walked forward a little bit before rising up to catch her friend.
Lex went back to breathing in his oxygen mask, when a woman with long blonde hair came rushing towards him, then knelt down beside him, "Mr. Luthor are you alright?" she spoke in a state of panic.
"I am fine Mercy." He breathed into his mask again then thought of something, "Mercy, do you know how this fire started?"
"We won't know until the fire has stopped and if they find something in the search."
Lex was filled with rage but kept a calm mood, "Make sure they don't stop that search until they find something important."
Mercy rushed of to the nearest police officers on scene and Lex went back, once again, to breathe in his precious, oh so precious oxygen.
Titans Tower
The two reached the Tower after being let in through the front door. The worked their way up to the main room to find it relatively quiet. Only three people: Beast Boy, Robin and Speedy were there near the fridge. Robin turned round and welcomed, "Hey, thanks for doing that. Good job over there."
Superboy grumbled something as he walked over to where the three were standing, "Hm? What is it Conner?" Robin said concerned.
"Nothing. Can you pass me a beer?" Conner asked holding out a hand.
Beast Boy opened he fridge as he chucked over a bottle of Budweiser as Supergirl walked over to the boys, much the joy of Roy and Gar, "Sorry guys, Conner and I are just a little pissed off."
"What's wrong?" Robin spoke for the three.
Conner sighed in frustration as he opened the bottle, "Someone beat us to the fire."
"Huh? But the news report…" Speedy pointed over to the giant TV screen.
"That is what the news wants you to believe. Besides its best for us if the public don't know about it." Conner said drinking his lager.
"Okay… So who bet you to it." Gar said joining in the discussion.
"Yeah, we went to Lex for some questions about the situation, and he said a guy named "Guardian" saved us." Kara answered for the clearly more angered Conner
Robin took another sip from his bottle, and then something clicked in his head, something from a few moths back. The name was familiar and it had something to do with Gar and Mal. Robin suddenly realised what it was and he choked on his drink in shock.
"Whoa! Dick you alright?" Roy reached over trying to help his friend.
Dick held out a hand in refusal and stayed upright looking over to Kara, "What... did you… say?" He spoke through the gasps for air.
Kara held out both of her hands in front of her in a defensive motion, "What? Why? What did I say?"
" "Guardian"." Dick finally began regaining his breath, "I had asked for Mal to research on him for an incident in UK about… a few moths ago."
"Why is this important?" Beast Boy said in an uninterested manner.
"It is important because…" He remembered something else about that day, "Wait you were the one who told me about the thing in the first fucking place!"
"What!?" Gar laughed.
"You had watched something on the news and you came downstairs telling me about that guy." Robin pointed out.
"I did?" Gar struggling to remember the description the Dick gave, but something about that seemed oddly familiar. It had something to do with the name, "Wait. Oh, now I remember!" Gar shouted out in achievement.
Conner looked over to Roy, who shrugged as they seemed to be on the same page as each other, he looked back over to the other two guys, "Hey you two. In case you haven't noticed, but the rest of us have no clue what the hell you are talking about. I'll repeat what Gar said before, "Why is this important?""
The heir to Bruce Wayne looked over to the clone, "Well, I took interest in it at first because he was using the same name that Mal Duncan used to use, and the name that Jim Harper now uses. I thought he was just some copycat doing our work, so I asked Mal about it, who actually went and looked into the situation. "
"So, he's a metahuman, who happens to go by the name that two people we know have used. Still not getting the big picture here." Conner said still a little bit confused.
"He seems to be one of us, and I don't get that he hasn't appeared to the public in a space of five months. Doesn't that seem weird to you. And besides how would you like it if someone took your name after you moved on from it." He gestured over to the two with the letter "S" on them.
"I don't know. But seriously, don't worry about this sort of thing. He's just another one of us." Kara smiled, trying to relieve the Boy Wonder of his torments. She looked round and wondered, "Hey, where's everyone else?"
"They must be spread round the tower or on the island." Beast Boy intervened.
"Do you know where?" Kara asked.
"Nope, I guess you need to hunt them down." The green teen grinned.
"Some help you are Garfield." Kara floated out of the door and into the empty corridor in a quest to find her friends.
Gar walked over to the couch as he jumped over and went over the near the monitor as he saw the black Xbox as he placed a game into the system as he turned it on, "What game you playing?" Conner jumped over the couch after the changeling.
"Mortal Kombat." BB picked up two controllers and flung one into Conner's hand, "Wanna play? Or are you afraid I'll kick your ass like last time?" He joked.
"That is because you keep on spamming you little shit." Conner called over to the morphing Titan.
Robin smirked at the two's banter at each other as the Red Archer walked over to where he was leaning on the counter-top, "Why do always do that Dick?" As he peeled off his eye mask.
"What do you mean?"The West Coast Titan leader asked back, not taking his eyes of the battle happening on screen.
"You are stressing over someone again." The marksman said getting his friend's attention as he turned his head away from the screen.
"No. I'm not doing it this time." He quietly spoke, as he slowly took his eye mask off his face.
"Yes you are. I'm only telling you this for your own good. You know you have a history of doing this, like with Deathstroke." Roy stared his equal down, the noise of the room dropped down to the level where only the hits of the video game being played and the banter of the other of the other two heroes could be heard so very far away.
Robin looked straight into the archer's eyes and saw only truth and concern in them. He looked away and reflected on what he saw. He knew the red-haired was right, but he didn't want to admit, his face told Roy all the signs of defeat, "You know I'm right Dick. Look just give it a rest, he doesn't seem to be threat, and he isn't a target."
The black-haired acrobatic vigilante sighed, "Fine." He looked back at the ward to Oliver Queen, "Why do never leave my problems alone Harper?"
"Come on. You know we need you in a calm mood. We know and seen what happens when your obsession comes in the way of our work." Roy raised an eyebrow making Robin trying to remember those days.
"Don't guilt trip me you ginger…"
He was cut-off by the victorious cries of the muscular black shirt wearing teen rise into air, "Defeated bitch! Where's your clever comeback now?"
The changeling wore a grim look and faced away from the man in the air, "Just fuck off." He grumbled.
"That's the best you come up with?! Weak." He looked over to where the other two where standing, "Either you two want to be dealt with like the green pussy right here?"
"You're on clone." Harper called over to the kryptonian powered hero, "Forget about our discussion for now. I've got to deal with an adversary of my own." Walking over the couch as he was squashed by his other team-mates, "Move over BB."
"Why me?" He complained, still angry as he passed his controller over to the red marksman.
"Because you are not playing." Robin jogged over to see the start of the next fight on the big screen, "Winner stays on am I right?"
"Seems like it. I bet I can hold my title for the entire day." Superboy gloated with pride written all over his face.
"Doubt you'll even last one minute against me. Today is my day." Harper selected his fighter as the loading screen came up waiting for the next game to start.
A roughed-up hand knocked on the door, very weak by his standards. His hand slouched back down to his side as his other one struggled to keep three very heavy sports bags, whilst his back competed to keep up an expedition rucksack off the ground. His eyes were struggling to stay open and they too carried very obvious bags under them as well.
Surprisingly though, it was starting to become normal for him.
The door was swung open by a skinnier, taller, similar version of him. "That was pretty quick." He spoke in a sort of surprised manner.
The tired one walked into the house, completely ignoring the comment made. He marched through the hallway and into the kitchen, then straight through into the utility room, closing the door behind him.
He dropped all the bags he was carrying, except the ones under his eyes. The bags dropped made a metal clank when they landed, and the exhausted young man brought his hand up and the palm of his hand had a blue glow in-front of it. The blue glow also appeared on a long rectangular shape in the ground. He swiped his hand off to the side, making the thin rectangle go off to the side, disappearing under the rest of the ground.
In the shape's place, a panel was revealed. In a sudden motion, it swung up ninety degrees, coming right under the fatigued person's glowing hand. "I know you're there Daniel." He spoke in a weary manner.
The door to the room opened from a little crack to full open showing the older brother once again, "You're going under. Dennis, since I'm one of the few people that knows your other half, I might as well know the code to the base."
The exasperated younger brother showed a menacing grin to his brother, "Oh, you want to know? Watch closely." He put his hand over the panel and over the numbers on it.
He pressed the zero, then his hand quickly sped round the rest of the panel in less than a few milliseconds. A green light shone at the top right corner of the panel, and it swung back down and the blue rectangular piece of ground went back over it.
"Oh come on! That was far too fucking fast! Just tell me what it is, I won't tell anyone." The elder brother shouted.
A medium sized square of the ground then went off the side as well as the blue rectangle before, but this revealed a large open dark hole, which seemed to go on forever.
The younger brother motioned his hand to the bags and lifted them up with the blue glow and made them go down the hole, one by one. He stayed in the same position for a while, until a faint sound of metal was heard hitting the ground.
"Well? What's the code?" Daniel asked in a very irritated manner, which he usually wasn't like.
"Figure it out for yourself." Dennis said as he started to find the stairs leading down the gap in the floor.
"Can I at least come with you?" The brother pleaded.
Dennis sighed; he just was too tired to argue further. "Fine, you haven't been down here in a months anyway. And I'd like to to show people what it looks like now."
"You mean it's finished?" Daniel had his hopes up.
"For now, yes. Wanna see what it looks like?"
"Sure."
He walked over to the gap, waiting for Dennis to go down a little bit, before going down himself.
Halfway down was getting curious on the surface just in-front of the stairs that was just illuminated by the light from the hole at the top. It was grey wallpaper in two different shades, "Hey Dennis? What is this wallpaper…"
"It isn't wallpaper. That's carbon fibre."
"What?"
"Never mind." The aura wielder mumbled.
Not that long after climbing down, they reached the ground and met by near complete darkness. After a second lights went on one by one, showing the wonder of the base.
The floor and wall shone with the carbon fibre's impressive design, right in-front of them was a large rectangular steel table, coloured in gold. There were seven tunnels branching off from the room, three symmetrically on the right and left sides each and one straight behind where the landed down from the ladder.
Dennis walked forward to the most impressive thing in the entire room, a large, giant monitor that was a tall as the ceiling and spread out about fifty metres wide. It had several small screens of each continent under it forming a square round one massive screen in the middle. Dennis brought up a chair and brought it to the keyboard and mouse, and began to type at an insane rate as the words came out in the thousands. A few moths ago Daniel would have his jaw wide open, but now it was becoming unnaturally normal. He tried to read it but every time he got to one, the screen went down further and further.
Dennis stopped for a second and then went back to typing and in a few seconds stopped again and turned round in his chair, "What is another word for villain?"
"Why?" Daniel said confused.
"Lex Luthor is a bad guy."
"Is he? Either way, try criminal."
"Thank you." Dennis went back to typing and stopped only a few seconds later. He sat back in the chair and held his head in his hands.
"What were you just doing anyway?" Daniel walked over to his brother and concentrated on looking at the words on the monitor.
"A mission report. I have to do one after every thing I do when I'm Guardian."
"Why is that?" Daniel interrogated.
"It was one of the conditions of the contract I signed with the Prime Minister." Dennis looked back at the screen with his heavy eyes, "I shouldn't have told you that."
Daniel knew that Dennis couldn't tell him things about his work, for safety reason and he had the feeling that Dennis just didn't want to talk about some of the stuff he deals with.
But he knew that Dennis wanted to talk about some stuff.
"So… about the contract with the Prime Minister. What… did you… agree to?" Daniel chose his words as carefully as he could.
Dennis turned his to the opposite direction where Daniel was.
"I agreed to be a slave to him." Dennis said with remorse.
"What?" Daniel tilted his head to the side confused.
"That didn't come out right. What I mean is… well, I signed a deal with the Prime Minister with the Intelligence Minister, the Heads of MI5 and MI6 and a few others present. The deal gave me the money to get the resources I need and the high Security Clearance and in return I have to go on missions that the PM assigns me to, at the start I was allowed to reject them, but now I have no option to not to do them. And if there is a pretty big crime in Britain I have to stop the bad guys without letting people know I was there."
"That doesn't sound so bad." Daniel comforted him and put a hand on his brother's back.
"It wouldn't be if I wasn't being called every bloody day." Dennis shouted loudly.
"Alright then… can we get back on topic?" Daniel said trying to ignore what just happened. "First of all, why did you agree to that considering you are a Scottish patriot, and secondly why did you go to London and ask the PM for some money?"
"Answering to your second, the British Government is the only thing with the amount of money that I needed. And now to your first, that would let me keep the money and I wouldn't have to hurt anyone." Dennis explained.
"You wouldn't have to hurt anyone?" Daniel looked at Dennis with one raised, one lowered eyebrow.
"Hey, I don't know how powerful this aura shit is, and I recently added insane speed to myself. How do you think that would have gone down?" Daniel looked back at his elder with the same look.
"You ending up with a bullet inside your skull."
Dennis looked off to the side and stared there like he did a few minutes ago.
"Yeah, I'm right." The seventeen year old relaxed his eyes into their normal position.
"Actually…" Dennis thought about what he was thinking and then shook his head, "Never mind. I'm just tired. I've not rested in two days."
Daniel heaved through his teeth, like he'd seen a deep wound, "You've really got to get some sleep."
"Soon. I need to do a few more things then I'll be done. And mind you, I've not slept normally in six months."
A man carrying a Colt M16A2 rifle went down the familiar hallway at Fort Nathaniel Lyon.
He went down the hallway thinking about where he was going to take his girlfriend out tonight. It was there six month anniversary and he wanted to make it special.
A restaurant, a movie, a picnic in the park?
Then all those thought left his head as a sharp pain went into the back of his head and a hand covered his mouth to keep him from calling out. Although he couldn't feel any noise come out of his throat.
"Sorry. Just business." A slick voice whispered into his ear, as he let go of him and pushed him to the ground.
As he fell he looked to the left, where the hallway started to split, and he saw others just like him that had been killed or were just dying and trying to scream. Nothing had prepared him for this.
These were the last things he ever saw.
A tall figure put the knife away in its sheath and continued to walk down the hallway until he reached a set of doors. He saw the panel of numbers on the side and began to type in a code, "Six-one-eight-four-zero-nine-seven-two-five-three ." He mumbled as he pressed the numbers.
The light then went green and the doors opened to reveal a different set of doors down a corridor with three guards with the same guns as the last guy.
"What the fu-" The middle one tried to finish, but three silenced bullets cut him off as they went into his forehead, then his neck, then his heart. The same happening to his partners in rapid succession.
The killer walked down the hallway and pulled up one of the guys and opened his eyelids and put the corpse to the retina scan on the wall and waited a few seconds till the procedure was done and another massive and near-unbreakable door opened.
This time it revealed a massive semi-circular room with his eyes been drawn towards many people frozen and placed on shelves upon a massive metal wall about ten metres above where the man was standing.
He stared in mild amusement the quickly brought himself back to the rest of the world as he began to look around the room and saw the control desk up a set of stairs and he began to walk to them.
Taking his time in getting there, he walked up to the desk and saw a number of levers, buttons and a monitor which listed the temperature of the people frozen and their medical status.
The masked costumed pulled out from his belt a rectangular bar with the letters "EMP" on it. He pulled the pin from the end, placing it on the control desk and then quickly sped off back down the stairs.
Reaching the end of the stairs he looked he turned round back up to the control desk waiting for something to happen. The few seconds of silence was broken with abrupt bang following the sound of static from the desk and painfully loud alarm going off.
Though the alarm didn't bother him as the he saw the frozen people on the wall becoming less blue and started seeing water droplets fall from them.
Seeing that it would take a few moments for this to end, the man pulled out phone and called a number which instantly was answered, "Is this line secure?" The man spoke through his metal mask.
"Is now." Spoke a sinister, yet strangely happy voice.
"They are just about to be unfrozen Arthur. By the way, next time use a mercenary for these types of jobs." The eye behind his mask squinted at the phone like he was really talking to him right there.
"You are getting paid up front the next time we meet for this and you'll also be getting your share for the rest of the work you'll be doing." The voice reminded him, "And you are damn lucky we are on a secure line!" The voice changed quickly from a quite joyful, sincere man to ravenous sounding beast.
"Fine then. I'm so sorry doctor." A grin appeared under his mask as he liked the way his own comment sounded.
"Cut the sarcasm Deathstroke." The voice spoke turning back to being sinister again.
"Very well... " He looked back up to the people on the walls for a moment, "It looks like some off them are about regain consciousness. Is there anything you would like me to pass onto them?"
"Tell them that I'll be having a video conference with all of you tomorrow at 4 A.M. And that they cannot miss it or go somewhere else."
"4 A.M where exactly?"
"You'll be guiding them to a safe house a few miles outside of Los Angeles."
"Los Angeles!" Deathstroke shouted down the phone, "In case you haven't realised doctor, but this base is in Missouri! There is no way I can..."
"Calm down!" The doctor shouted back at the assassin, then tried to get him back on his side and remained calm, "You hear that alarm in the background? Yes, well that isn't about your breach into the base. No, it is actually some of your colleagues and mercs causing trouble outside to help you escape."
The two-faced assassin was about to speak when a faint explosion could be heard and caused some vibrations to spread round the room. He stared at the phone for a second realising the doctor was telling the truth, "That would explain how no guard from up above has come down to check." He whispered to himself as he brought the phone back up to himself, "Got to hand it to you doc, you've got it perfectly planned out."
"Like always." The doctor accompanied this with a short giggle at his joke.
"Yes. It may all be going according to plan right now, but..." He paused making sure he got the other side's attention, "when will it burst into flames?"
"What is that supposed to mean?"
"Nothing. I'll be seeing you again, Deathstroke out." He pushed the end call button on his phone as he looked back up and saw the no-longer frozen people slumping to the floor as they tried to breathe in the air in short, collective breaths.
"We can't stay here for long. We have a ride that won't wait forever for us, so regain your senses, remember who you are and what you do and start moving!" The assassin ordered as he headed for the door.
"zzzt...zzzt... What is..tzt... Deathstroke the..zzt. Terminator rescuing us..for?" A monotonous robotic voice spoke being picked up by the giant hands of an ape.
"You'll find out soon Brain. Now I'd like to get out of this shithole! So please speed things up."
A man wearing a black skin-tight suit with a light-bulb in the centre hung up his phone and looked round to the other people in the Jeep they were sitting in, and picked up a radio,"Okay. Deathstroke and the rest of the assassins are getting the brotherhood. It is our time to make a move. The drivers in each vehicle are about to show you a photograph. The men in the photo must be captured along with more hostages."
He waited a few moments to let the men on the other end of the radio make sure they'd remember, "Now. Once we step outside of our vehicles we will be met with problems by guards in the building and the cops from outside, maybe more. You are allowed to use extreme force when seeing them. Don't kill any civilians or any hostages. I can't stress that enough. Do I make myself clear?"
A collection of "yes sir"s came from the other ends of the radio as he looked out the driver's left-hand side window to a building across and saw a man in his mid forties to early fifties wearing a navy blue suit walk through the doors of the building which had a golden bald eagle in-front of and below a red and white striped flag which had a blue square in the top left corner and had which appeared to be numerous white dots on it. But he'd seen that flag too many times to know that they were stars.
He brought the radio back up to his mouth without taking his eyes of the top of the building, "Begin the assault." To which he saw a large number of armed men getting out of ordinary looking cars and charging towards the building shooting bullets out of their high-calibre rifles. Causing panic amongst civilians and for the unfortunate people wearing uniform that were in the grounds of the building, they received bullets ripping through them and falling to the ground dead.
Back inside the car the doors were being opened and the other passengers looking to go and join the action, "Whoa! Where do you think you lot are going?" The doctor asked his associates.
The driver closed her door and looked confused as she looked at the man beside her, "I thought you said we would be leading the soldiers Light?" She scratched her head as she spoke.
The doctor put a hand over his face and he began to grow a sour face as they all closed their doors, "It's Doctor light, Shimmer. And No. You lot are too important to be captured this early on."
"But then again, do you think the soldiers will be well organised without someone in there to lead them." Shimmer raised an eyebrow.
Light rubbed his forehead. He held up his hands and gave in, "Fine." The goatee man looked round at the passengers sitting in the back , "Wykkyd, Angel. You're in charge of the men in my absence."
"Now get out my sight! We've been round here long enough to be picked up cameras." He looked at Wykkyd who nodded as he left and closed his side of the car, "Good, now get going!" He groaned as he dropped his head into his hands.
"Let me guess. You want me to drive us back to the safe-house?" She looked at the light-bulb chested man with a plain face.
"Yes, and make it quick Shimmer." As said as the engine turned on and the car began to move out of it's parking spot and into the roads ahead, he looked at the flashing lights of armed police vans rushing straight past them on the other side of the road, "They better know what they are doing Shimmer. I don't want months of planning going all to waste."
"So... where do these tunnels lead?" Daniel asked looking into the abyss-like tunnels.
"Huh? Oh! The tunnels..." Dennis took a sip out of his mug of tea to keep him awake so he relax before resting, "sorry.. the tunnels lead to other parts of the base."
"Why seven of them?"
"Seven for the amount members in this house." Dennis smiled, "The first one on the left is Dad's, the first one on the right is Mum's, the next one is was made with you in mind..."
"Well I'm flattered." Daniel said jokingly.
Dennis chuckled a little bit but continued, "The one after that is Stephen's, then Orla's, then Joseph's and that tunnel heading straight behind you is mine." He said pointing to the darkest of all the tunnels.
"Where do they lead? And like, how far do they go?" Daniel looked down Dennis' own tunnel.
"Well. They are... about a mile long each branching in their own paths." Dennis said as he took another sip from his cup and rubbed the back of his head so he could think straight without having to remember where he was.
"They were all made with you in mind. By that I mean, when you reach the end of Dad's tunnel it is full of all the records of mission that I have done and will do and the records of every team-mate or foe I've gone up and will go up against." Dennis said with eyes closed and he looked quite stressed talking about that tunnel.
"Okay, but what does that got to do with Dad?" Daniel said.
"He's a lawyer. You know... all the paperwork he brings home and such... I thought it would fit him the most."
"And the rest of ours?" Daniel said looking into his own tunnel.
Dennis didn't have time to answer. The monitor started to produce a humming sound that echoed throughout the labyrinth of a base and showed a phone symbol in-front of a black background with the word "Thomson" underneath, "Sorry about this, I have to take this." He sighed, "Could you hide under the table or something like..."
Daniel shrugged as he ducked underneath the steel table as Dennis went up to the monitor and pressed the space-bar on the keyboard bringing up the face of a 30 year old looking man with white hair and sunglasses. "What is it Nigel?" Dennis said bitterly, "I'm not long back from having to rescue..."
"Doesn't matter." Nigel rushed trying to tell him something, "We need you here in London now! The US Embassy has just been stormed by armed men and have taken hostages and you are to lead a ten man sniper team. Get set up and be here at the briefing in ten..."
"Whoawhoawhoa! Stop! The American Embassy is being stormed, okay I got that... but I need to help them because of?" Dennis lazily spoke.
"You're helping them because the Prime Minister has just authorised the mission." Nigel pointed at him with his large finger.
Dennis moaned in protest, "The Americans have the own resources and so do we to get the hostages out alive without any harm done to them."
"No arguing get ready! I'll see you in a few." Nigel said as his face then disappeared from the monitor as the call ended bringing back the original menu screen.
Dennis wanted to punch something. He hated being used for someone else's gain and just wanted to scream but didn't want to seem like a drama queen or anything of that sort. He just turned and angrily walked to his own tunnel as Daniel came out from under the table.
"Man, you really do seem pissed." Daniel pointed out the obvious.
Just at that moment a burst of blue energy came from Dennis hand, shattering the air with bang and his mug, and causing not only Daniel to jump backwards, but himself as well, "Seriously!? It happened earlier today and it keeps on happening." Dennis seemed like he was about to explode, "That's it! I am soooo voting for Scottish Independence." Dennis said, and turned to his brother, "And you are too!"
Daniel didn't want annoy him any further so he just let him be. Dennis walked into his tunnel and quickly got consumed by the darkness but a few seconds later the tunnel was lit up by lights on the ceiling above it. "How do you turn the lights on in there?" The older brother asked.
"There is a switch about ten metres in."
"Oh..." Daniel said being let down that it wasn't something spectacularly cool. But something might be, "Hey Dennis, what's in your tunnel." He shouted after his brother who wasn't standing in the spot he was a few seconds ago.
His younger brother quickly sped back with two more massive sports bags in his hands as he looked nervous and scared at his brother. Very different to his anger and frustration a moment ago, "Mine?... Well it's an... armoury."
Daniel eyes widened at the prospect of having bombs and guns right under when he sleeps, "What! An armoury! Why is your own tunnel an armoury!" Daniel shouted in his brother's face.
"Two reasons... erm, One: I'm not going to go into a war-zone, or a dangerous scenario unarmed, am I? And two:... I like weapons... on how they work and such... don't tell Mum or Dad or Joe... Especially Joe." Dennis said nervously to his brother.
Daniel couldn't argue against the first one and the second would have to wait for another day but he needed to know something about this, "What are you taking with you anyway?"
Dennis opened up the first sports bag and pulled out a gigantic sniper rifle, a different looking shotgun, and two normal looking revolvers to Daniel and placed them on the table, "These are as follows: A Barrett fifty Calibre Sniper Rifle with: two ammo clippings, a high power optic and a silencer. A Benneli M1014 shotgun with: sixteen rounds and a magnetic holographic sight and vertical foregrip. And two .44 Magnum pistols, each with twelve rounds for each pistol." Dennis listed the weapons nervously and kept staring at Daniel's absolutely stunned face.
Daniel tried to speak but couldn't, it seemed impossible at this moment in time. How could Dennis keep all these life-threatening weapons right under his family's noses?
"Daniel I'm sorry but I really need to get ready so could you please leave." Dennis pleaded, personally asking it so he couldn't give his brother a heart attack.
Daniel just closed his mouth and kept his worried look as he headed back towards the ladder that he came down excited to see what his brother just a while back. Now he started questioning if this was the same Dennis that wanted to make a difference that long time ago.
Dennis looked into his brother's mind. And looked down at himself, not so sure if this was shame.
Roy was now winning two-in-a-row and now up against Robin. The fight went into the final round and the fight got intense between the two.
"Come on Robin, give up! You know that you can't beat me without throwing my controller away!" Roy snarled at his opponent without taking his eyes off the screen.
"Really? Well watch this bitch!" Robin taunted back after pulling off a move that took a considerable amount of health off of Roy's character.
Gar and Conner leaned on the couch with great interest in the fight in-front of them. So much so that they didn't hear the automatic doors open and a yellow dash ending up in between them. "So... who's winning?"
The two leaning jump backed in shock and the green one ended up clutching his chest, "Jesus! Wally what the fuck was that for!" Beast Boy shouted at his speed-ster friend.
"Quite important news to tell you..."
"Wait where the hell have even been today?" Conner gasped as he regained his breath.
"I've been around the tower with Garth and Vic. But back on topic." Wally rushed trying to get to the point, "Have you seen the news?"
"No... why?" Robin tilted his head to the left a little still making sure he still was getting full view of the game.
"Well pause the game. This is big." Wally once again rushed in finishing his sentence.
Roy quickly paused the game and turned round with a big smile on his face, "Good timing!"
"Just because you're about to lose." Robin glared at his archer friend. Then looked at the yellow runner and held his hand out, "Sorry. Continue."
"Yeah, it's on right now. The embassy in London is being held hostage by mercs led by two former HIVE students." Wally said in a relieved manner.
"The embassy?" Beast Boy arched an eyebrow, "You mean the US embassy?"
Wally started to clap accompanied with a really unimpressed look on his face, "Congratulations detective. Another case solved." He said in a sarcastic manner and a burst of laughter came from Superboy and Speedy, Robin just rolled his eyes and looked at a unhappy looking Beast Boy.
"Oh cheer up Gar!" Robin said with an upbeat voice.
After the laughter died down Wally's serious face came back, "Not only that, but a base in Missouri was completely destroyed by serious mercs."
"Which one?" Robin tilted his head to side.
"Fort Nathaniel Lyon I'm sure."
Robin's and Beast Boy's jaws hanged open a little bit in reaction to the news, "That's the base where The Brotherhood of Evil were transported after were defeated them."
"Is it!? Oh, fuck this isn't good." Wally put his hands on his head and looked unsure at the rest of the guys.
Robin walked around the room for a minute and started to plan how they would deal with this situation, the Brotherhood nearly destroyed the Titans last time, and now it looks like they have help.
Robin scowled at the floor as he tried dealing with situation, "Wally, who are the two HIVE students in the embassy?"
"Kyd Wykkyd and Angel."
"They were fighting for the Brotherhood in Paris."
Beast Boy looked confused, "Hang on. Wally brought Wykkyd over to be frozen along with his other HIVE friends in the fight against the Brotherhood."
"Maybe he teleported away before being frozen." Wally pointed.
Robin stopped pacing and faced his friends "Right. I want two teams leaving this building. One heading to Missouri, and the other to London. The one heading to the base is searching for any evidence left over. Witnesses, CCTV, anything!" Robin panicked as he spat out his words.
"The one going to the embassy better get set up and prepare for a fight. This is likely linked so the mercenaries there will probably be the same ones that destroyed the base, so they will be top fighters."
"I'm going." Superboy butted in.
"What?"
"I'm owed for not getting any action earlier on. I want that London one pretty badly!" Conner said punching a fist into the palm of his other.
"Fine then..."
"Include me as well." Speedy nodded in towards Robin
"And me." Wally grinned
"Ditto." Beast Boy raised his hand.
"Not you BB." Robin pointed to his green friend.
"WHAT!? Why the fuck has everything gone against me today!?" Beast Boy screamed in fury.
Robin backed up a little bit holding out his hands trying to calm him down, "You're animal senses will come in use for searching for info in the base."
"But... but" Beast Boy tried pleading.
"Sorry. Next time definitely." Robin placed a reassuring hand on his friend's slumped shoulder, "Go round up Kara, Raven, and Vic. You'll need them for the search. Everybody else is to be here and work out what's going on."
Beast Boy frowned at his friend but realised that the Brotherhood being back was more important than him not getting his way. He nodded to Robin and rushed out of the door as a cheetah.
Robin turned to the rest of the group, "Do you need anybody else to go with you?"
"No I think we can handle it ourselves. I mean we have the next Superman with us." Wally patted the black shirted man on the back.
"Yep, we'll be fine." Superboy looked at the other two he'd be heading out with a smirk.
"You might want to take Jinx with you."
"She called earlier on today and said she won't be around until later." Wally pointed
"So it's just the three of us. Fine then, but I am not going super-speed to get there. I'll throw up and be freezing for the few seconds I'm in air and probably have to stay out before the fight even starts." Speedy shook his head at the idea.
"Don't be such a baby..."
"Shut it Wally!" Robin pointed at the yellow runner then quickly turning his to the other redhead. "Well if you aren't going to fly over. Then ask Raven to teleport you over."
Speedy didn't like the sound of either of those, and weighed both of them out on his hands, "Hmm. Flying over and getting put out before even starting or being creeped out in that dark void... Hmm... I'll tell Raven to get me over to London." Speedy started jogging off.
"Crybaby!"
"Love you too KF. I'll get all my equipment ready and then meet you over there." Roy shouted back as the door closed.
"Right! We'll be heading." Superboy looked at Kid Flash and then to Robin.
Robin grabbed Superboy's arm pulling him in."Wait till he's sorted until heading off, and go with Roy getting to the embassy. It will give you the surprise advantage."
"Fine. I'm up for another beer because he's going to be long." Conner looked at Dick who let him go and found two cans right in-front of their faces along with a third one.
"Take one. My hands are getting cold." Kid Flash moaned but became happy again after the other two cans left his hands, "Those Brotherhood bastards are going to wish they were never unfrozen.
"Let's hope so." Robin said looking stressed at the joyful Wally, "Let's hope so."
Dennis perched himself on the rooftop a few hundred metres away from the embassy. He saw the flashing lights of police cars and was able to just see the taller vans armed police and apparently earlier on a helicopter dropped a team of SAS soldiers. Which must have been correct because some of the men he were working with said that they had mates already here. The combined forces were easily strong enough to storm the embassy, but no-one dared moving in any closer than the end of Culross Street because of warnings over hostages being harmed.
Dennis' mind wasn't on the embassy though. Not even on the hostages inside at the moment.
His mind was on what Daniel thought of him before he left. Was this really the same person who wanted to help make a difference and give people hope?
He agreed that he wasn't when he was Guardian.
When he was Guardian he realised he had to drop all other thoughts other than the mission. Even the slightest distraction in his mind could cost the life of not only him, but a team-mate. He learnt that the hard way on his first mission.
The Guardian had to use weapons making sure like this was just another British soldier doing his job and through that it gave the public a false sense of hope and pride.
And even though he liked guns and weapons for their design...
He hated himself for having no option but to kill some people. It broke him inside.
To cement that fact, the guns and ammo he showed his brother wasn't everything. Since he heard that another metahuman attack happened in Missouri, he thought that he might be needed for a while, so he brought with him a few of his own created weapons like his own doubled-edged sword and mahogany wood bo staff and two flashbangs.
And tonight it seemed it didn't seem any different as put a hand behind his cape and grabbed the Barrett which was facing down diagonally right on the back of his suit due to magnets and when you looked at the back of the suit with all weapons attached to it, it would look like a cross, or in Dennis' case, the Scottish saltire.
He checked the gun to make sure everything was in place and fitted perfectly from the ammo pack to the optic and the silencer. After that he flipped the safety "off" and then crouched down and brought the Barrett's scope up to the helmet's eye. "Baseplate, I'm looking at ten hostiles with multiple hostages in the first floor of the embassy, do you copy?" He spoke and the white dots representing his mouth followed his real mouth's pattern. There was also the slight robotic tone which completely hid his accent.
"Roger that. We have a bird in the sky and we pick up multiple heat signatures on every floor." Said a man in a deep, hoarse Cardiff accent.
"Any floors without any hostages?"
"Only the roof and the top floor of the building."
"So we should aim for them first."
"That's a negative. The some of your team don't have high enough ground to get clear shots of hostiles on the higher floors or the roof. In fact one of your team is moving towards you as we speak."
On cue, the roof door slammed open and a large person dressed in a black suit with body-armour and a gas mask started moving his silenced .45 around the corners of the roof and around him. "Sorry. I had to relocate." He spoke through his mask.
"Perfectly fine." Guardian said not taking his eye away from the scope. "Others can't get a good view of the roof from where they are so we'll have to take out the hostiles who are right near the hostages."
"This became a hell of a lot harder." The SAS soldier said gritting his teeth behind the mask.
"Not really. From what I can see here, all the hostages are placed right in-front of the windows." Guardian arched an eyebrow behind his helmet and the white dots representing the eyebrows followed, "Baseplate, we see the hostages placed in-front of the windows on our side of the building, can you confirm the same for the other sides?"
"We can confirm that for you. It seems the hostages have been placed around the windows of the embassy."
"That's quite clever actually." Guardian complemented on second thought.
"What?" The SAS man sounded shocked.
"Think about it. If they placed them further in and away from the windows. We'd would just remove the enemy snipers on the roof and then go in through the windows and easily drive the hostiles out." The golden sniper said still not lifting his head up.
His partner looked at him for a second and then looked down his sight too, "You creep me out whenever we work together."
"I'll take that as a compliment McKinnely. And besides what I said shouldn't be anything new, you should have figured that would be a problem for the enemy just as you saw it."
McKinnely shut his mouth and kept looking down his sight.
"Your "safety" is on."
The black suited SAS soldier checked his rifle and flipped the switch from the "safety", "Thank you." He said bringing his rifle back up to his face and continuing looking at the embassy's first floor.
A large black raven appeared in the second floor of the embassy as three costumed (one normal clothed) teens appeared from the raven and stepped on the floors of the second level of the embassy.
The three men started shivering silently as they saw two gunmen straight in-front of them walking around a line of hostages, "For fuck's sake that's creepy." The red-clad archer moaned quietly.
"You asked for it." Raven rolled her eyes. "Good luck here. I'll be seeing you around." Raven's soul-self materialised around her and took her away.
"Well. We're on our own now." Kid flash whispered as he leaned closer to the other two making sure they could be as quiet as possible. "Anyone got any bright ideas?"
Superboy pointed his finger up, "I have one. Here's what we'll do..."
"Baseplate we have identify two metahuman targets along with seven other hostiles on the top floor of the embassy." Guardian reported through the coms still not looking up from his rifle, "It seems five more hostages are being brought up to them by two of the hostiles."
"Roger that." The Cardiff man spoke again, "Can you identify the two?"
"The two metahuman targets are known as: Kyd Wykkyd and Angel. "
"Very good. We are looking at the files of them right now."
"It is possible for me to receive those files as well?" Guardian spoke as the white eyebrow dots arched.
"Very well. We are transmitting them to you as we speak."
Behind the helmet Guardian's real eyes could see the front pages of the digital files appear side by side with mug shots of each of them, and then automatically moved to the side so that he could see the world through the dark shaded lenses that looked like any normal lenses for glasses. But they were programmed to show and mark up any person, Guardian's health and other aspects that would help him in a mission.
Guardian's white dotted eyes showed him looking away for a spilt second but he looked back through his Barrett optic making sure he didn't lose his targets.
Kid flash opened up his T-comp and saw the faces of Superboy and Speedy, "This plan better work Conner. I've taken out the men guarding the stairs, and one guy standing to close the ground floor door. The other mercs are viciously putting guns to the heads of hostages. If they realised their partner isn't here or the call on the men on the stairs or even turning around to see me holding the stairs door open, they'll might harm or shoot the hostages."
"Don't worry. You do as we planned and we can get the hostages out without a scratch." Superboy looked uneasily as the speedster. He was actually was as confident as Wally was with this.
"Speedy what have you got?"
"I've got seven hostiles in the room, I also see Kyd Wykkyd and Angel here as well." Speedy reported, "Wait... Wykkyd just took two hostages with him through his teleporting."
"Shit!" Superboy cursed quietly, "Better get this started."
"Right everyone, all eyes on the eight second floor hostiles." Guardian ordered through coms, " We are taking the shot on my go."
"Ready KF?" Superboy asked.
"Ready as I'll ever be." Kid Flash said with a look of uncertainty.
"Then this mission is ago."
"On my mark... three... two..."
"Go!" Superboy shouted silently.
"...one...g... Wait! Whatthefuck?!" was all he could put out as he stunned by what he saw.
A yellow flash had taken the guns from both the hostiles he and his partner could see, "Respond, what the hell just happened?" Guardian shouted through the coms.
"We saw something yellow run past the hostiles and the next thing I know, all their fuckin' guns have disappeared." Said a soldier with a Belfast accent.
"Same around out side!" A Manchester soldier said.
McKinnely kept looking through his scope and nudged the metal of Guardian's suit, "Look out your scope! The same has happened to every other floor, but the soldiers on the ground, first and second are knocked out, and there seems to be some fighting going on in the top floor."
Guardian heard screams of hostages run out through the front door of the embassy as police were trying to direct the mass of screaming bodies to medical help and families waiting in fear, he looked through the scope as SAS soldiers were walking through the front doors of the embassy, guns ready and started checking pulse's of the hostiles and carrying out killed guards.
The golden man with the gun, quickly looked up every other floor as he saw the same thing, soldiers with no weapons lying unconscious until he looked back at the top floor where arrows where being shot by an archer, trying to defend himself against the soldiers firing their SMG's and Angel's wings started grow, preparing for a fight against the archer. Whilst a man in a yellow costume was fighting the other metahuman target who happened to be holding his own against his opponent, whilst his opponent's blows were faster and were more powerful, Wykkyd's punches were correctly timed and hit the right parts of the body.
But all that soon ended as the archer shot an arrow which exploded, causing four of the seven mercs and a fifth person joined the fight flying through the stairs door and slamming into the other three causing them to land head first back onto the floor.
After knocking out the three, he quickly flew across and grabbed the throat of their winged opponent.
Wykkyd was forced into a retreat as his opponents were gaining the upper hand. Without much of an option left he opened his cape and began to teleport out the room.
In the last second, the archer fired a taser arrow that just managed to hit him in the last second.
Guardian looked up from his optic as he heard the noise become wildly louder than it was a few seconds ago. He looked down as he saw Kyd Wykkyd rolling out from his black caped portal as he came to a stop at the feet yellow speedster, who started to check on Wykkyd's health as his friends joined him.
"We were beaten to it. For fuck's sake!" He shouted as a blue explosion came through the his palms unintentionally as it knocked the Barrett from the rooftop, "No!" He shouted leaning over the ledge as he motioned his hand over the rifle, which became highlighted blue as it slowly, but steadily came rising back up to him.
"Any more tricks up your sleeve." McKinnely said sarcastically, tilting his head to the side.
"Don't push me any further." The machine like voice growled looking back down onto the streets. "I want to know what they are doing here."
"Why don't you just go down and ask them? I mean you are one of them."
"No. I am not like them." Guardian looked over his shoulder, "But I am going to talk to them. In private."
"We can set up a meeting..."
"Now!"
"Huh?"
"I want every vehicle, every chopper, every person near the embassy moved back."Guardian pointed to the end of the street to their left. "I want a new blockade set up on: Park Street going onto Upper Brook Street, North Audley going onto Upper Brook, the start to the second row of Culross Street cut off, and the same again for Park Street and South Audley Street going onto Upper Grosvenor. Any people in the embassy is to stay where they are. I want Blackburne's Mews completely isolated of any person that isn't a metahuman."
Behind his mask, McKinnely was shocked, "You can't just do that, that's imposs..."
Guardian's white dotted eyes glared at him as he pointed his golden finger at him, "I have complete power given from the Prime Minister. I am in charge here and of every soldier, police officer that has been assigned here. Until the Prime Minister himself tells me I can't do this. Then I'll do whatever the hell I please. Now get my orders sent and get this area cleared...Now!"
McKinnely looked away and back at the metallic caped meta who had turned his back to him. He started walking back to the roof door and began belaying his orders down through to the rest of his unit. He opened the door and left Guardian by himself.
He didn't like abusing his power, and probably wouldn't have done this if he was well-rested. But he hadn't rested in two days and he his patience had been pushed a long time ago. He just didn't give a fuck any more.
"What the hell are you two doing here and why do you have all these men at your disposal?" Superboy shouted as he held her up by her costume like she was a feather.
"Go fuck yourself." Angel grinned at Superboy.
"So you can talk. That's good, that means we will be able to get information out of you." Speedy pointed out.
"Try anything you want, you won't get anything from me."
Superboy's eyes started glowing red, "I'm losing my patience here Angel. Tell me everything I want to know."
Angel started to struggle as she tried to free herself from the Kryptonian clone's hands. "You wouldn't do this would you? You wouldn't kill me... would you?"
"Do you wanna find out?" Superboy arched an eyebrow.
"We have problems keeping him under control some times." Kid flash lied as he rose up from checking on Wykkyd. "I'd tell him everything I know."
Speedy started looking round as he just noticed that all the cars and vans, every person that was here a second ago had disappeared and all the noise came was now coming from further away. He turned round to the others, "Uhh? Guys..."
At that point a cannister rolled along the ground and stopped at the feet of Superboy. "Huh?" Then everything went white.
Superboy dropped Angel to the ground and as all four still conscious had their hands over their eyes and they moaned in collective agony.
Angel felt liked she was grabbed up again as she continued to hold her eyes, as the white slowly started to fade away bringing back the rest of the buildings and normal surroundings of London back, she was right. She was being lifted up again but not by Superboy. She was being lifted off the ground by a golden suited person that had: white dots representing a face, a cape, a large bo staff appearing over his left shoulder, and what legitimately scared her.
A .44 revolver pointing right at her head.
"They're lying. They won't be able to harm you any more than they need to. But I certainly will." He snarled in a robotic voice as Angel started squirming like mad.
The three Titans had regained all senses again and saw what was going on right in-front of them, Superboy held out a hand stopping Speedy going towards the gunman "Hey! She's ours. We caught them and..."
"I'll interrogate them." The robotic voice growled not turning around.
The three looked at each other, puzzled, "Who are you and what are you doing here?" Speedy ordered.
"I am here under order by the British Government to destabilise the situation and find the source of this incident."
"Look. Just give her back and we'll act like nothing ever happened. We don't want to have to hurt you too." Kid Flash then spoke.
"I am not scared by your threats."
"We've fought these guys before and we are looking into another incident at the moment where these two are linked to so we need them."
The caped gunman finally turned round facing them with his white eyes, "You need them, fine. But you'll have to wait until I beat the information I need out of this one, once I'm done with them I'll give these two over to you only when you leave the UK with them and these shits get handed over to you."
"Until then..." He clipped the gun back onto his side and threw Angle, back first onto the side-wall of one of the houses on the end of Culross Street. Angel groaned then went silent as the robotic-like hostile looked back over to the three Titans, "They're mine!"
Closing notes- 12000 words! Holy shit! I'm sorry for this. Sorry for the long chapter, I'll make sure the next one gets out quicker and of you want to go give me any tips or a review please do so. Until the next chapter... bye!