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[Feb. 11th, 2007|10:31 pm] |
“Come on! Blast me!” Flash called, as he dodged a green light that was sent by the new evil that invaded his home town.
“You shouldn’t be encouraging me,” the dark haired woman smiled, or rather smirked before blasting another light from her hands only this time it was a dark red. Attack of the Evil Christmas Decorator? Unlike the green it didn’t crash behind him, instead it followed him, and managed to keep up. No, anything but cliche evil person dialogue! What evil she could unleash if she requested he "stand still, dammit"?
“Oh crap. A little help would be good!” Flash screeched as he zoomed past Hawk and Dove who both yelped and jumped out of the way as the fire followed Flash around Central City, destroying anything that got in its path. Except of course Superman, who took the full blow like it was a tennis ball to the gut...Superman: Professional Masochist and Catcher of Tennis Balls!
“Thank Supes,” Flash said slowing down as Booster Gold, Blue Beetle, Shining Knight, Vigilante, Supergirl, Wonderwoman, and Shayera appeared in the alley way the Flash had run too. So...all these people need to thank him for saving Flash's life. And when you're introducing the cast, something besides a grocery list would do. I don't go to the grocery store to get "A Batman, a few Green Lanterns, and a Superman on clearance." I don't need to read it too. “Do we really need that many?”
“J’onn feels as though you will need help,” Wonderwoman said, as the League began to regroup in the alley way. They had to stop by Roy's old dealer for some smack, apparently. Since no one will expect them to hide in the alley! The Question, Green Arrow, Hawk and Dove had now joined them.
“That woman, she’s not just any one,” Booster Gold yelped, as he peered from over a garbage can. “I recognize her; she’s got a bad reputation in the future.” No, no, she might be multiples of herself! And thank you for the pertinent info, Booster. Would you also like to inform everyone that she's "capable of great evil" as well?
“We’ll make sure she has no future,” Shayera said, sharply. *insert wounded by wit joke here*
“Exactly,” Superman said.
“She’s immortal,” Booster stated, annoyed, “Which is obvious since she still existed in my time.”
“Vandal Savage was immortal too,” Batman said.
“Who?” Booster asked.
“We can take her out and her stupid posse,” Flash said, patting Booster hard across the back. He then faced Batman with a stupid look on his face. “How do we take her down?”
“Full force,” Batman said, walking back out onto the battle field. Batman later revealed he had an actual plan of attack as opposed to a line of cheesy overused dialogue, but preferred to watch everyone "flail around a bit."
“I’ll do crowd control,” Booster called out.
“Now!” Not saying it, not saying it...oh hell, as opposed to later? Maybe after you and Beetle have had a quickie behind the dumpster?
“We are all gonna die, or worse,” Booster muttered to Beetle.
“Relax; she can’t be as bad as you think she is,” Beetle grinned as they followed the rest of the League. Never let the inexperienced handle a semicolon. They could shoot their eye out!
“Well, I'm leaving as soon as she starts to tear out our hearts with out cutting us up,” Booster said.
“You’d be to busy dying to leave,” Beetle said, kicking one of her hideous minions to the ground. Behind them Hawk and Dove fought against a strange beast with five heads, and a nag for biting. To their left Vigilante, Shining Knight, Green Arrow and Question fought against another five head creature, only it was ten times bigger then the first.
“What are these things?” Arrow asked, shooting arrow after arrow at the beast.
“Some type of demon from hell,” Booster said, as he blasted the creature hard with a yellow flash. Despite having a flying robot companion from the future with an entire encyclopedia inside him, Booster was unable to find justfuckinggoogleit.com In It yelped as it went flying towards the other creature Hawk and Dove were fighting. A squishy noise was heard as it stood up. The smaller creature was dead underneath it, flat as a pancake.
“Nice shot Boost,” Beetle grinned, Booster sent another blast at the creature sending it hurling towards the state library. However, I'd be glad to share some commas with you. I blunted the edges so you wouldn't hurt yourself. The building collapsed around it leaving the creature unable to move.
“No!” The women screeched, sending a black orb fast in Booster’s direction. He’s eyes widened fearfully as it drew nearer and nearer. Much too easy. I'm only fond of punching babies when the jokes are bad.
“Booster! Move!” He could hear Beetle screaming at him, but he was too stunned to move. He had seen that black orb before in the future. It was just like the fireballs, designed to kill, only slowly and dreadfully. It was only several feet away from him. Booster was suddenly taken out of his trance when Beetle tackled him out of the way; the pair fell to the ground.
“Boost? Beets?” Booster could hear the Flash calling them as he slowly sat up. He turned to face his best friend, who was lying beside him shaking hard, his eyes rolling to the back off his head.
“Beetle?” Booster asked fearfully. He only received a strangled cry from the fallen man. Realisation dawned on the man from the future; Ted had been hit by the orb. “Oh God…”
“Booster, what’s wrong with him?” Dove asked, as he came rushing over with the Question trailing him.
“He’s going to die,” Booster whispered.
“What? What was that?” Question asked as he looked up at the woman who was now focusing her attention on Superman, Shining Knight who was on his winged horse, and Wonderwoman. Ted was still shaking hard on the ground gasping for breathe.
“B-b-b-boost…”
“It’s alright buddy!” Booster whispered.
“H-hurts,” Ted groaned, loudly. I'm amazed. Ted's hands don't appear to be reaching for a shoulder, cloth, or the sky.
“Try to relax,” Dove said, leaning beside Beetle. “We have to get him to a hospital!”
“Oh no,” they heard Question mutter.
“What?” Dove and Booster asked turning around. Question was looking up at the sky watching what appeared to be Shining Knight falling down hard to the ground. “Oh!”
“I believe he was hit by that black sphere too,” Question said, “Some ones sent her after us!” The Question, frustrated at always being lumped with the morons, had taken to stating the blatantly obvious.
“No one’s sent her after us,” Booster snapped as they watched Vigilante catch him, “Iniko attacks every one, good or bad… as long as she can hurt and kill.” Booster, irritated by The Question's insistence upon stealing his lines, now said the even more obvious.
“Iniko?”
“It’s her name,” Booster said, “I think it means evil in some language.” Booster claimed victory, as the Question stalked off muttering something about Jello packs and the color purple.
“How long will Beetle be like this?” Dove asked.
“There wasn’t a cure in the future,” Booster muttered, softly. DUN-DUN-DUN.
“h-has to be,” Beetle whimpered. Booster shuddered as he and Dove dragged their fallen comrade away from the battle and back to the alley way they were in before.
“I’ll stay with him,” Booster muttered as the pair slowly lay Blue Beetle down next to a brick wall. And the quickie jokes just keep coming... “You’ll have to get Shining Knight out of there too.”
“Okay, I’ll get Vigilante to bring him here,” Dove said, as another scream filled the air. “I think she hit some one else.” Dove liked to get in on the pair's rivalry, but he often felt out-classed.
“We have to retreat, there’s no stopping her!” Booster said, slowly stroking his unconscious friend’s head. Quick, get her to gloat! Booster sighed softly, in relief knowing at least his friend wasn’t feeling any pain.
“There has to be,” Dove said, as Vigilante came rushing on his bike with Shining Knight unconscious beside him, his head lolling across is chest. Winged Victory galloped beside him, looking at his owner in fright. Hank came running after them with a screaming Question in his arms.
“Call them in! Tell them to retreat!” Booster screeched. “We have to get out of here! NOW!”
On que pasa? the League all came rushing back to the alley way. Not one member was left with out a scratch or bruise on their body. Even Superman was bleeding from the head. So, everyone else gets beaten horribly, but Supes? Someone fucked with the hair. You don't fuck with Superman's hair. Green Arrow and the Flash were both carrying Batman over towards them.
“She just hit Bruce as we were running,” Flash said, as Superman lifting the shaking man from their arms.
“I-Its the Goddman Batman!” he groaned.
“She’s hit four of our members with that thing of hers!” Shayera snapped, turning to Booster, “What is it?” Shayera, never let in on the rivalry, had taken to announcing the number of objects in a given room to prove she was capable enough to compete.
“I'm not sure,” Booster muttered, as Beetle squeezed his hand and moaned painfully. “But there wasn’t a cure in the future.”
“We have to get out of here and fast,” Flash said, “How long does it take for the orb…?”
“A while, possibly a week,” Booster said.
“A week… like this,” Superman said, peering down at Batman. “We can’t have them in pain like this.” Batman relished it, as he was grim and gritty, dammit.
“We have time though to try and find a cure,” Dove said.
“But that’s what Batman usually does,” Hawk said. Even with the best computers in half the known universe, not one of them had ever bothered to open a science textbook.
“Here Leaguey, Leaguey, I haven’t finished with you yet,” she called out. “Come out, come out, where ever you are?” Ah, so coming out is optional?
“Yeah but we’ve finished with you,” Superman said. ...how the hell does this make sense.
“Mr Terrific, we need an emergency transfer!” Shayera cried into her Comm. Link.
“I'm setting your coordinates, just be ready.”
“Peek-a-boo!” The League jumped around, as she floated on air smirking at them, black horns appearing from her temples as her eyes flared red. “I told you I haven’t finished yet. I still have one ball left.” It's like being given the entire joke setup with a free toy packed in.
“Terrific! NOW!” Shayera screeched, as the orb left the demons hands and flew straight towards where Green Arrow and Dove stood.
“DOVE! MOVE!” Hawk was heard screaming as they began to feel themselves being sent to the Watch Tower. No, stand still! If you die, you might be able to escape! |
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