Infinite Justice: Beyond (Marvel,DC,DBZ X/Over, IC, Open)

[Confederation of imperial states]

"Now step aside. I'm not asking you to fight me, but if you insist, then we'll fight.", The Kryptonian was calm, some frustration but not too apperant.

The Knight surveyed the space between them, 5 feet at most, well within the range, however it was a hollowpoint meaning it would be more fragmentation then Explosive.
"I'm not going to step aside while you slaughter Billions", The Knight said before throwing the Round at The Kryptonian, as soon as it was within range, The Knight shot a Knight dart, detonating the Round.
The Round exploded, Hollowpoint round shards flying in all directions, The Knight attempted to shield himself with the Cape of the suit, though one of the shards ripped through the cape piercing his leg. to his credit the Kryptonite dust was within range of the Kryptonian. The Knight hit a button on his Gauntlet, the VTOL above targetted and shot a good burst of High potency Tranquilizers at The Kryptonian. whether or not they hit, or even worked would have to be seen.

The Knight dislodged the shard, hitting his comms, {I NEED THE DROP SANZA], [right away sir]. Around 15 or so feet behind The Knight, A large cylinder container dropped, The Knight quickly hustled over and placed his hand on the scanner. The Cylinder doors opened, The Knight stepped in as they closed and sealed.

"I'm not going to kill billions. Maybe thousands, or whatever left at Gotham. But obviously not billions, that's pros...pros..prospeterous, yes, that," Len replied, he didn't knew the right word so to speak. So after that, the man in suit threw something at him and then it exploded, pushing him several meters away from the battle scene. "Argh...that's one hell of an attack."

"And it certainly weakens me, human," said Len again. He's weakening by this point, and at the same time the man seemed to be unharmed. He went into his flying vehicle and fired another thing at him. It didn't do any harm except minor attempt to made him asleep which was failed. Len blasts another wave of heat laser to the man, before flying to sky, now hovering above the man in the suit.

The man in the suit went inside...something, he's not sure what it is. And then he flew to one of the taller building and stood atop the building, overlooking the man in the suit below.

The air was tense, and quiet, as The Kryptonian watched from the Building above.

The Cylinder had up until now shown light between the crack of the doors., The machine stopped, The Doors opened. And The Knight stepped out dawned in his Power suit.
[Sir, The kryptonian took a huge blast of Kryptonite dust, expect him to be weakened], The Knight thought on this, "Noted".

The Knight located and locked onto The kryptonian, The Knight radioed to Boxer and The nearby GCPD members.
[The Kryptonian is Weakened, I'm moving to Engage, Commissioner have your men get people away around a 2 block Radius], ["Roger that Knight"].
The Knight jetted upwards, landing ona higher part of the Gotham Central Ruins, The Knight looked up to The Kryptonian.

"You Super Hearing should still be Active, so I'm going to tell you this. You want to kill thousands, you're going to have to cut through me first", The Knight said as the Guantlets on his suit locked up and reinforced, enhancing thr striking power of the suit.

[Galnius]

The ocean was still, various sea life flitting about rapidly and carefree. The lights off the 'Stellar Marie' permeated the dark blue of the ocean, reflecting off scales and debris. Everything was about as calm as it could get outside the machine. Within, however, was a bit of a different story.

"No one told me I was ta be workin under these freaks!" A well built, tall, lumberjack looking man was currently in the face of Cuñero, the 13th Prince of the Andromedans and leader of the mission. He, however, did not know this, though it's doubtful his actions would be any different. I'm here for good old hard labor, and you are telling me I have to take orders from 2 mutants, some valley girl bitch, a mega nerd, and some green.... THING?!"

"Sir, you seem to be invading my personal space. I find or rather awkward and wish you would cease." The man stopped, dumbfounded. "Furthermore, if you do not like it, we could always do you off on the nearest deserted island and pick you up on the way back."

"While you little British upsta-"

"I'm not British. I'm the prince of the Vesserano."

"Y-you're a freak too?"

"Technically I'm an alien. I'm also the one writing you're paycheck after this mission, and captain of this vessel. Therefore, I recommend backing down."

The man muttered to himself weighing his options. "I'm guessing leaving would be a bad idea."

"Unless you were planning on drowning or dying of dehydration, I would have to concur."

"I should captain of this ship."

"Through analysis of your behavior, you shouldn't even be in charge of your own bedtime." The man, predictably, for rather infuriated by this remark, and charged at Star Dancer. This earned him a swift kick to the for, sending him backwards. The man rose, unsteady and less sure of himself. "Well, are we doing this or what you rabid cur?"

"Rabid what? What did you call me?" In the background, Freefall laughed uncontrollably.

"It really want all that funny..." Said Beast Boy, a confused look on his face caused by Roxanne's outburst.

"WHAT DID HE CALL ME?!"

"Why he... He called you a bitch, simplifying it." Roxy cooked out between laughs.

"Why ya little..." The man charged at Cuñero again, arms waving.

"Truly sir, If this is how you fight I am quite concerned for your well being on this mission. Who knows what lies ahead." The Prince accentuated this statement with the punches, one to the gut, one to the jaw, and one flat palm to the chest, forcing the larger man back into a table. The fight wasn't quite finished yet, however, as the brute tried pulling out a gun, only to find Cuñero behind him, a start disc at his throat. " If I were to make the slightest mistake, and this were to go an inch closer, your neck would char and your throat would seal. Now, how about we end this without bloodshed."

"What the hell Wilbur!" Shouted another large man, just now entering the scene as the brute, Wilbur, was released. "Do you know who these people are?! They could've killed ya!" With a snort, Wilbur excited the dining hall, The other man sighed. "I'm quite sorry about that, my cousin is a bit hotheaded, and tries to conceal his fear of the unknown with hate. I'm Bruce, by the way."

"Good to have you on board, Bruce. Wait... You two would not happen to be the duo specializing on aquatic paranormal, would you?"

"Yessir, that's us."

"Well then, it would've been a shame to cat him out underneath the water." This earned a laugh from both Bruce and The Prince. "Well, I shall see you and your cousin throughout the journey then. Just make site he keeps his temper in check."

"Will do sir, will do."

And thus, calm returned to the ship. No one, not even the radars, noticed the large, dark shadow pass underneath...

[The Silhouette of Adventure]

"I'm not going to kill billions. Maybe thousands, or whatever left at Gotham. But obviously not billions, that's pros...pros..prospeterous, yes, that," Len replied, he didn't knew the right word so to speak. So after that, the man in suit threw something at him and then it exploded, pushing him several meters away from the battle scene. "Argh...that's one hell of an attack."

"And it certainly weakens me, human," said Len again. He's weakening by this point, and at the same time the man seemed to be unharmed. He went into his flying vehicle and fired another thing at him. It didn't do any harm except minor attempt to made him asleep which was failed. Len blasts another wave of heat laser to the man, before flying to sky, now hovering above the man in the suit.

The man in the suit went inside...something, he's not sure what it is. And then he flew to one of the taller building and stood atop the building, overlooking the man in the suit below.

The air was tense, and quiet, as The Kryptonian watched from the Building above.

The Cylinder had up until now shown light between the crack of the doors., The machine stopped, The Doors opened. And The Knight stepped out dawned in his Power suit.
[Sir, The kryptonian took a huge blast of Kryptonite dust, expect him to be weakened], The Knight thought on this, "Noted".

The Knight located and locked onto The kryptonian, The Knight radioed to Boxer and The nearby GCPD members.
[The Kryptonian is Weakened, I'm moving to Engage, Commissioner have your men get people away around a 2 block Radius], ["Roger that Knight"].
The Knight jetted upwards, landing ona higher part of the Gotham Central Ruins, The Knight looked up to The Kryptonian.

"You Super Hearing should still be Active, so I'm going to tell you this. You want to kill thousands, you're going to have to cut through me first", The Knight said as the Guantlets on his suit locked up and reinforced, enhancing the striking power of the suit.

"This is Gordon. Knight is in position to challenge the Kryptonian. GCPD officers on the scene, get those civilians out of there now!" Several Runners were, naturally, the first to respond. They glanced at each other quickly and ran to the nearest civilians they could find, informing them of the situation and recruiting help to clear the area.

"Everyone should be out in two to five minutes, Sir." One commented.

"Not fast enough. Boxer, your contacts-"
"Three Masks are on site now."

On the other side of the ruins from the battle, three individuals were standing on a rooftop watching. "I hate fighting Kryptonians." Red Robin sighed.

"You hate- How many have you fought? Never mind, don't answer that." Cassandra Cain, the Black Bat, sighed next to him. "Who's the new guy?"

"Knight. He's Chicago's Batman." Nightwing summarized. "He's good, but nobody's good enough to take on a fully realized Kryptonian. Thankfully, this guy either doesn't know the extent of his powers, isn't going all out, or isn't what he's claiming. Both of you have your packages?"

Each of them tapped a small cartridge on the left side of their utility belt. Inside this lead-reinforced pocket, a single gram of the deadly green Kryptonite was hidden.

"Let's move." The three leapt down, racing across the ruins towards the Knight. Nightwing called out. "Knight! Keep him off his feet, we have a knockout punch ready!" The three skilled combatants were ready to dodge just about anything. They would attack the moment Knight or the Kryptonian did.

---

Boxer watched this all go down from a security console in the GCPD. "How soon until we can get someone from the League here? Or the Avengers?"

"They're not coming- Not without Batman himself calling for help." One of his lieutenants scowled.

"Three Bats and a Knight vs an alien God-in-the-making." Boxer narrowed his eyes. "Let's hope they're atheists."

[The Republic of Atria]

"Alright you two..." Naja muttered and pulled Xander away by his ear. "You two can beat each other to bloody pulps and measure your dicks after we solve whatever is causing all this stress. Alright? Can you wait that long?" Xander grumbled as Naja let him go. "Good. I love you, you big lug. But you need to calm down. You've been so fussy lately. And things haven't even been that bad."

Orion, not willing to let Xander off after his wife just pulled him away. "And just like that your lover comes to your rescue. How adorab-" Xander hit Orion. His first shattered Orion's helmet and bruised Orion's nose. The red coated man bounced across the ground and against a building, grinning through his bloody nose. "Did I strike a nerve?" This resulted in Xander flying at Orion, leaving a bright golden streak across Supertown as he charged at Orion, only to run into Orion's fist and be smacked into a building to Orion's left. "What's the matter? Lose your touch?" He asked, jumping into the air with intent to smash Xander with both of his arms, only for Xander to counter with an uppercut.

"Should we... You know... Do something?" Otis asked and watched as Xander and Orion continued to trade blows. Each blow sounding like thunder. "I mean... We're all supposed to be on the same side... Right? I'm not missing something?"

"Xander... Doesn't like the New Gods. They're not bad people. Sure they could use some manners, but they're by no means evil. It's just Xander can be a tad bit aggressive. And Orion is also a tad bit aggressive. I suppose it's better they get it out of their systems now than just let it stew." Naja muttered, whilst rolling her eyes at how immature her husband was being. After two more minutes of Orion and Xander trading blows, she decided to intervene just as she saw Highfather Izaya approaching. He seemed to have the same idea that she had, which was to grab the fist both of them were gettiong ready to throw at their respective opponent. "Alright. You've proved your point. What's with you lately?"

"Enough of this foolish behavior! Both of you." Highfather commanded. Xander wasn't of any interest to him beyond him and Orion not smashing up the city in their dick measuring contest. Otis was, however, of much more importance. "You. Child. You are the Slayer of Darkseid? Yes... You wield the Omega Effect. I have heard stories of how formidable Earth's champions proved to be. But to actually slay my brother. I'm impressed with you. I take it these are your underlings?" He asked, waving his hand to the Masakis, Naja, and Xander.

"They're closer to friends." Otis said and crossed his arms. "I don't have underlings."

"Very well. You will be useful in what is happening. Universes have died. Well before their time. Based on the tests we have conducted, it seems that they underwent a heat death. Their usable energy was depleted billions of years before it was supposed to. We don't know what's causing it, but something is robbing them of their energy at an incredible rate. We've yet to find out what's causing it, but with you here, we should have very little issue in dispatching this threat."

"I've said it once, I've said it a thousand times. I'm a pacifist man. I'll fight if I have to, but the whole reason everyone else is still here is to do the actual fighting part. If they, and by extension you, can't handle it, then I'll step in and see what I can do. I really don't like fighting. Fortunately, I have a ton of friends who don't mind, and or love it. So I'm just the backup, last resort BFG in the event shit gets really bad." He explained once again. Even he was starting to get sick of it, but he genuinely could not stand fighting. Highfather was not amused.

"Boy. Listen to me. You wield one of the most powerful sources of cosmic energy in the multiverse, and you choose not to use it? You are a god, not a child. You must act like one. You must-"

"I'm here purely of my own volition. If you don't like how I do things, I understand and I'll leave." He said quite firmly, opened a Boom Tube and was about to step through when Highfather spoke up to stop him.

"Wait... We cannot turn down your aid." He was hoping to have Otis lead the charge against whatever this could be, but it seemed like that wasn't going to happen anytime soon.

[Altito Asmoro]

"I'm not going to kill billions. Maybe thousands, or whatever left at Gotham. But obviously not billions, that's pros...pros..prospeterous, yes, that," Len replied, he didn't knew the right word so to speak. So after that, the man in suit threw something at him and then it exploded, pushing him several meters away from the battle scene. "Argh...that's one hell of an attack."

"And it certainly weakens me, human," said Len again. He's weakening by this point, and at the same time the man seemed to be unharmed. He went into his flying vehicle and fired another thing at him. It didn't do any harm except minor attempt to made him asleep which was failed. Len blasts another wave of heat laser to the man, before flying to sky, now hovering above the man in the suit.

The man in the suit went inside...something, he's not sure what it is. And then he flew to one of the taller building and stood atop the building, overlooking the man in the suit below.

The air was tense, and quiet, as The Kryptonian watched from the Building above.

The Cylinder had up until now shown light between the crack of the doors., The machine stopped, The Doors opened. And The Knight stepped out dawned in his Power suit.
[Sir, The kryptonian took a huge blast of Kryptonite dust, expect him to be weakened], The Knight thought on this, "Noted".

The Knight located and locked onto The kryptonian, The Knight radioed to Boxer and The nearby GCPD members.
[The Kryptonian is Weakened, I'm moving to Engage, Commissioner have your men get people away around a 2 block Radius], ["Roger that Knight"].
The Knight jetted upwards, landing ona higher part of the Gotham Central Ruins, The Knight looked up to The Kryptonian.

"You Super Hearing should still be Active, so I'm going to tell you this. You want to kill thousands, you're going to have to cut through me first", The Knight said as the Guantlets on his suit locked up and reinforced, enhancing thr striking power of the suit.

"Yes, yes, I heard you. Of course, it was all going to waste anyway if we fight each other head-on. Eh...this is hard job to do...eh...fine, let's fight. It's not like I'll die here, weakened as I am." said Len to him, as he stood up and took a fight stance. He defensively hold his stance instead of making it an aggressive stance.

"So...should this fight, is this going to be sudden death, or just fight until one went unconscious?"

[Confederation of imperial states]

The air was tense, and quiet, as The Kryptonian watched from the Building above.

The Cylinder had up until now shown light between the crack of the doors., The machine stopped, The Doors opened. And The Knight stepped out dawned in his Power suit.
[Sir, The kryptonian took a huge blast of Kryptonite dust, expect him to be weakened], The Knight thought on this, "Noted".

The Knight located and locked onto The kryptonian, The Knight radioed to Boxer and The nearby GCPD members.
[The Kryptonian is Weakened, I'm moving to Engage, Commissioner have your men get people away around a 2 block Radius], ["Roger that Knight"].
The Knight jetted upwards, landing ona higher part of the Gotham Central Ruins, The Knight looked up to The Kryptonian.

"You Super Hearing should still be Active, so I'm going to tell you this. You want to kill thousands, you're going to have to cut through me first", The Knight said as the Guantlets on his suit locked up and reinforced, enhancing thr striking power of the suit.

"Yes, yes, I heard you. Of course, it was all going to waste anyway if we fight each other head-on. Eh...this is hard job to do...eh...fine, let's fight. It's not like I'll die here, weakened as I am." said Len to him, as he stood up and took a fight stance. He defensively hold his stance instead of making it an aggressive stance.

"So...should this fight, is this going to be sudden death, or just fight until one went unconscious?"

The Knight recognized the stance, he was being defensive, Unsuprising since his weakened state.
The Knight radioed to the three Batfamily members on the ground, ["I'll get The kryptonian on the ropes, If you've got a shot take it"].

The Knight pressed a button on the Power Suit's gauntlet, Unex[ectingly The VTOL Rammed into the Back of thee Kryptonian, denting a good amlunt of the front of it. The Knight jetted upwards, Grabbing The back collar of The Kryptonian's suit, He turned and threw the Kryptonian down into the Concrete of the Gotham Central ruins. The Knight landed near the impact of the Kryptonian,

'Stay down, This is not going to end pretty if you keepgetting up and Vowing to slaughter hundreds of thousands of Innocents", The Knight said, waiting and watching the Kryptonian to see if he got back up or stayed down.

[The Silhouette of Adventure]

"Yes, yes, I heard you. Of course, it was all going to waste anyway if we fight each other head-on. Eh...this is hard job to do...eh...fine, let's fight. It's not like I'll die here, weakened as I am." said Len to him, as he stood up and took a fight stance. He defensively hold his stance instead of making it an aggressive stance.

"So...should this fight, is this going to be sudden death, or just fight until one went unconscious?"

The Knight recognized the stance, he was being defensive, Unsuprising since his weakened state.
The Knight radioed to the three Batfamily members on the ground, ["I'll get The kryptonian on the ropes, If you've got a shot take it"].

The Knight pressed a button on the Power Suit's gauntlet, Unex[ectingly The VTOL Rammed into the Back of thee Kryptonian, denting a good amlunt of the front of it. The Knight jetted upwards, Grabbing The back collar of The Kryptonian's suit, He turned and threw the Kryptonian down into the Concrete of the Gotham Central ruins. The Knight landed near the impact of the Kryptonian,

'Stay down, This is not going to end pretty if you keepgetting up and Vowing to slaughter hundreds of thousands of Innocents", The Knight said, waiting and watching the Kryptonian to see if he got back up or stayed down.

The Red Robin watched for a moment before narrowing his eyes and opening the small lead packet at his side. He called out- "Knight! Catch! Kryptonite!" He picked it up and threw towards the armoured vigilante.

---

Boxer sighed. "Just watching the fight isn't going to do a damn thing." He muttered, turning towards his crew. "Can we pull off the raid without Knight or Red?"

The Runners glanced at each other and slowly nodded. "Alright." Boxer sighed. "Khal, you en route to the ruins?"

"About half a mile out, sir, proceeding on foot."

"Good. The rest of you, move out- I'll meet you at the rendezvous point. With luck, the gang will be too distracted by the masks going at it to see us coming." He picked up guns and looked around. "What're you waiting for? Move out!"

[Confederation of imperial states]

The Knight recognized the stance, he was being defensive, Unsuprising since his weakened state.
The Knight radioed to the three Batfamily members on the ground, ["I'll get The kryptonian on the ropes, If you've got a shot take it"].

The Knight pressed a button on the Power Suit's gauntlet, Unex[ectingly The VTOL Rammed into the Back of thee Kryptonian, denting a good amlunt of the front of it. The Knight jetted upwards, Grabbing The back collar of The Kryptonian's suit, He turned and threw the Kryptonian down into the Concrete of the Gotham Central ruins. The Knight landed near the impact of the Kryptonian,

'Stay down, This is not going to end pretty if you keepgetting up and Vowing to slaughter hundreds of thousands of Innocents", The Knight said, waiting and watching the Kryptonian to see if he got back up or stayed down.

The Red Robin watched for a moment before narrowing his eyes and opening the small lead packet at his side. He called out- "Knight! Catch! Kryptonite!" He picked it up and threw towards the armoured vigilante.

---

Boxer sighed. "Just watching the fight isn't going to do a damn thing." He muttered, turning towards his crew. "Can we pull off the raid without Knight or Red?"

The Runners glanced at each other and slowly nodded. "Alright." Boxer sighed. "Khal, you en route to the ruins?"

"About half a mile out, sir, proceeding on foot."

"Good. The rest of you, move out- I'll meet you at the rendezvous point. With luck, the gang will be too distracted by the masks going at it to see us coming." He picked up guns and looked around. "What're you waiting for? Move out!"

"Knight! Catch! Kryptonite!", The Knight looked to his left as he caught the Kryptonite fragment. He looked at the Kryptonite and gave a Nod that said 'thanks'.

The Knight walked over to the Kryptonian, Partly holding the kryptonite out,
"I'm going to give you One more chance" The Knight said, the graveling partly metal voice from the Suit uttered.
"Surrender now, Kryptonian. Or I'll be forced to make you" The Knight said as he held the kryptonite shard in his hand was within range of potency against the kryptonian.
The Knight radioed to Boxer,
["The Kryptonite is within Range of the Kryptonian. If he doesn't surrender, prepare yourself"]

[Altito Asmoro]

The Red Robin watched for a moment before narrowing his eyes and opening the small lead packet at his side. He called out- "Knight! Catch! Kryptonite!" He picked it up and threw towards the armoured vigilante.

---

Boxer sighed. "Just watching the fight isn't going to do a damn thing." He muttered, turning towards his crew. "Can we pull off the raid without Knight or Red?"

The Runners glanced at each other and slowly nodded. "Alright." Boxer sighed. "Khal, you en route to the ruins?"

"About half a mile out, sir, proceeding on foot."

"Good. The rest of you, move out- I'll meet you at the rendezvous point. With luck, the gang will be too distracted by the masks going at it to see us coming." He picked up guns and looked around. "What're you waiting for? Move out!"

"Knight! Catch! Kryptonite!", The Knight looked to his left as he caught the Kryptonite fragment. He looked at the Kryptonite and gave a Nod that said 'thanks'.

The Knight walked over to the Kryptonian, Partly holding the kryptonite out,
"I'm going to give you One more chance" The Knight said, the graveling partly metal voice from the Suit uttered.
"Surrender now, Kryptonian. Or I'll be forced to make you" The Knight said as he held the kryptonite shard in his hand was within range of potency against the kryptonian.
The Knight radioed to Boxer,
["The Kryptonite is within Range of the Kryptonian. If he doesn't surrender, prepare yourself"]

Len lied down on the floor. He's sucked at fighting and it seems his power is weakened, even on Earth. It's just not like...him anymore. In this case, he has no choice but to submit...for now.

"Alright, I will stay down. I have no choice, am I?" asked Len as he stood up and put his hands behind his neck. "Go on, this is what the criminals do at TV, right? Stay down hands on the back, kinds like this...?"

[The Silhouette of Adventure]

"Knight! Catch! Kryptonite!", The Knight looked to his left as he caught the Kryptonite fragment. He looked at the Kryptonite and gave a Nod that said 'thanks'.

The Knight walked over to the Kryptonian, Partly holding the kryptonite out,
"I'm going to give you One more chance" The Knight said, the graveling partly metal voice from the Suit uttered.
"Surrender now, Kryptonian. Or I'll be forced to make you" The Knight said as he held the kryptonite shard in his hand was within range of potency against the kryptonian.
The Knight radioed to Boxer,
["The Kryptonite is within Range of the Kryptonian. If he doesn't surrender, prepare yourself"]

Len lied down on the floor. He's sucked at fighting and it seems his power is weakened, even on Earth. It's just not like...him anymore. In this case, he has no choice but to submit...for now.

"Alright, I will stay down. I have no choice, am I?" asked Len as he stood up and put his hands behind his neck. "Go on, this is what the criminals do at TV, right? Stay down hands on the back, kinds like this...?"

Perhaps ill-timed, but just then, the slightly-unstable Officer Khal and her favourite RPG showed up.

"I got ya Knight!" She yelled out, firing. The shot went wild, however, and instead of hitting Len-El, it raced straight towards Knight.

"What the hell?!" Nightwing yelled out, taking the officer down. "Boxer, is this one of yours?!"

"Er, maybe. I'll... I'll reprimand her? Shit. I didn't expect her to fire when the Kryptonian was already down!"

[Altito Asmoro]

Len lied down on the floor. He's sucked at fighting and it seems his power is weakened, even on Earth. It's just not like...him anymore. In this case, he has no choice but to submit...for now.

"Alright, I will stay down. I have no choice, am I?" asked Len as he stood up and put his hands behind his neck. "Go on, this is what the criminals do at TV, right? Stay down hands on the back, kinds like this...?"

Perhaps ill-timed, but just then, the slightly-unstable Officer Khal and her favourite RPG showed up.

"I got ya Knight!" She yelled out, firing. The shot went wild, however, and instead of hitting Len-El, it raced straight towards Knight.

"What the hell?!" Nightwing yelled out, taking the officer down. "Boxer, is this one of yours?!"

"Er, maybe. I'll... I'll reprimand her? Shit. I didn't expect her to fire when the Kryptonian was already down!"

Is this it? Is this the time for opportunity?

Len took a steps back before flying to the sky, and turns around before charging at the man in the suit at full speed, and at the same time, firing heat vision on the man, hoping it will at least make some dents on his suit.

The heat vision already...blasting the armor, but what about its inside parts? Who knows?

"Sorry, no hard feeling."

[Confederation of imperial states]

Len lied down on the floor. He's sucked at fighting and it seems his power is weakened, even on Earth. It's just not like...him anymore. In this case, he has no choice but to submit...for now.

"Alright, I will stay down. I have no choice, am I?" asked Len as he stood up and put his hands behind his neck. "Go on, this is what the criminals do at TV, right? Stay down hands on the back, kinds like this...?"

Perhaps ill-timed, but just then, the slightly-unstable Officer Khal and her favourite RPG showed up.

"I got ya Knight!" She yelled out, firing. The shot went wild, however, and instead of hitting Len-El, it raced straight towards Knight.

"What the hell?!" Nightwing yelled out, taking the officer down. "Boxer, is this one of yours?!"

"Er, maybe. I'll... I'll reprimand her? Shit. I didn't expect her to fire when the Kryptonian was already down!"

The Knight leaned hard forward, dodging the shot. The RPG shot flew past the Knight and hit a still standing portion of the building.
The Knight looked over at her,
["Don't Fire! The Kryptonian has Surrender-"]

Perhaps ill-timed, but just then, the slightly-unstable Officer Khal and her favourite RPG showed up.

"I got ya Knight!" She yelled out, firing. The shot went wild, however, and instead of hitting Len-El, it raced straight towards Knight.

"What the hell?!" Nightwing yelled out, taking the officer down. "Boxer, is this one of yours?!"

"Er, maybe. I'll... I'll reprimand her? Shit. I didn't expect her to fire when the Kryptonian was already down!"

Is this it? Is this the time for opportunity?

Len took a steps back before flying to the sky, and turns around before charging at the man in the suit at full speed, and at the same time, firing heat vision on the man, hoping it will at least make some dents on his suit.

The heat vision already...blasting the armor, but what about its inside parts? Who knows?

"Sorry, no hard feeling."

The Kryptonian and The Knight hit the wall of a Building accross the steet from Gotham Central.

The Knight had put up reflecting shields to attempt to aleviate some of the damage of the heat vision.
The Kryptonian charged into The Knight, slamming them both into the wall hard. The Knight was Furstrated, Angry, and Just about done with this situation.
"Sorry, no hard feeling." , The Knight activated the Heavy Electrical shock portion of his Gauntlets.

The Knight's power suit was dented, but not to the extent where it was unusable, and it has a hot crisp burn from the heatvision on it.
"I'LL MAKE YOU FEEL SORRY!", The Knight said, with the kryptonite shard still in his left hand, The Knight slammed both of his hands onto the Kryptonian's head, hitting him with a huge electrical shock.
Along with the Kryptonite damaging The Kryptonian's power capabilities, The Knight tripped the Kryptonian and Pressed his right foot onto his chest, slamming him hard into the ground.

The Knight began to slam his fists into the Kryptonian's head, hitting him not only with the force of the gauntlets, but each tome hitting the Kryptonian with a huge blast of Elecrticity.
The Knight began to punch the kryptonian over and over, his left hand keeping a tight grip on the kryptonite shard, continuing it's Potentcy against The Krytponian.
"I Gave you 3 chances You murderous, Nihilistic, Kryptonian. And Now, You've Forced My Hand, So STAY DOWN!".

[Deminis]

Damian Ocult Jaxon Aredia Jerimiah Carbio Velicia

Jerimiah flicked a pair of switches, activating the auto-pilot before leaning back in his seat. He had at least three days before he arrived in orbit of the Jensen system, by that time he would be in need of serious entertainment. At very least this gives me time to finish my castle, he thought as he spun his chair to face the gaming rig he had brought along, he swished the mouse twice and tapped the enter key before double clicking the Minecraft tekkit launcher Icon. As the mods preloaded he opened his music file and opened the third playlist on the screen before switching back to the game window, A time to build, i guess

---

Damian smashed on his keyboard Ctrl+A+P Autopilot engaged the on board interface called a moment later. He turned his seat to face the interior of his craft. He knew his and Jaxon's crafts were larger than Jerimiahs, and that size would increase the time of travel for them fuck it, i have shit to do for days anyways [i] he thought as he slammed down in front of his computer swishing the mouse a bit before double clicking his video file and pulling up the first episode of One Piece out of 978... [i] entertainment for days... he thought again slightly less enthusiastic. "Computer, whats the estimated time of arrival?" He shouted out loud to his computer already dreading the response.

"Six weeks until arrival within the Aedian communication range, eight weeks until arrival at Aedia's surface."

well, i knew i wouldn't like the answer... He clicked the play button and sat back.

---

Jaxon swished his chair around his large interior, he loved the space inside his craft, regardless of its effect on his travel. It was to comfortable to regret, he spun his chair about off on of the walls and looked up to the massive monitor above him"Velicia, my darling, how many dances can we dance before we arrive!" He called out to his own computer interface, as he stood up letting the chair wiz away, he went to fall backwards before being caught by a lovely female designed automaton, similar to looks as him though all white in a black dress. "My dearest Jaxon, We have one thousand,five hundred and seventy two songs to whisk away our worries before our travels end." The automaton responded with authentic care.

The two twisted together for a moment before Jaxon pressed his ear close to her sensor and asked seductively, "How many of these songs will lead us through the nights my dear?" Velicia giggled a moment before whispering back "I can think of one that will keep us awake through this night." The two elegantly two stepped into another room, the door closing behind them.

[New Rob Halfordia]

Retconned

[New Rob Halfordia]

The final hours of the Great War of Foundry were drawing near. The Dark One's forces were expected to invade Battery City at any given moment. All together, this Dark Army was believed to have numbers in the billions, where only 100,000 warrior Constructs remained defending Battery City. Of these remaining 100,000, ten thousand waited outside the city, knowing that the only way to enter from the south was though a wide, valley with a temple entrance near at the far end. This entrance led to the city, choke point created for the very purpose of making it difficult for large armies to invade. This is where the 10,000 waited, directly outside the city's entrance. If the enemy were to be thwarted, it would happen here.

It was mid day, in the desert valley, the harsh blue sun of foundry beating down on the environment. Among the air, absolute silence, as the Constructs patiently waited to hear any sign of an approaching army. This anticipation only added to the tension of the situation, and the feeling of impending demise. And then, it happened. Metallic footsteps could be heard echoing through the valley, though, they were not of many. They were the footsteps of one. A figure in a cloak similar to the color of the sand which laid upon the ground. But, there was no mistaking the identity of this lone warrior, as his blackened boots made themselves visible with each step. The Dark One was approaching.

The Constructs suddenly began taking up a battle formation, one that acted like a wall in the valley. Each one, despite remaining calm and composed on the outside, was absolutely terrified, knowing that this was the man who was able to single handedly kill the entirety of Xylan's Squad. And, all because of that sword. This battle, of 10,000 to 1, would decide the fate of Foundry. But, to the Dark One, and those among his forces who knew of his plans, this would not simply decide the fate of Foundry, but the entire universe.

The Dark One shed his cloak, and drew All-Red, it's power emanating like crimson smoke. Suddenly, one of the Constructs in the opposing army spoke up to his comrades, "How can we beat him when he has that sword? It's too much for us to handle on our own. If we could get it away from him, I have no doubt in my mind that he would crumble to his knees." the Construct said, unaware that the Dark One was capable of hearing him with his enhanced senses. And, inside of him, a nerve was struck.

It was then that the Dark One did something unexpected. He planted the sword into the ground, releasing his grip from it, much to the shock of the army before him. "I have something to say." the Dark One began, his deep mechanical baritone being broadcast throughout the valley, "Many among you believe that I have gotten where I have because of this sword. You believe it is not I, but All-Red that has won me this war. If this is true, then here is your chance to turn the tides of the war. If you can get past me and secure this sword, then you win. And, as I am currently disconnected from it's power, this is your chance. But, take note. Due to the ignorance that you have displayed-" he was suddenly cut off by a single Construct charging for the sword, before being seemingly turned into glowing blue dust, his atoms being torn apart by the Dark One's atomic manipulation.

"I will not be going easy on you."

[Confederation of imperial states]

Scotatrova has allowd me to RP Guardian in this instance

Noel

7:30pm
Chicago, Christmas Eve

The Knight sat on the rooftop's edge, overlooking the busy streets of Chicago, The Snow with it's white, quiet snowfall overlapping the scenery. The Knight continued to stare at the city, the joyfulness of it all, however the Undermining first steps of the Blizzard pouring in kept him from going home to his own Family. The Knight stayed on the edge, taking a Knee, the visible breath coming from his nostrils and mouth, a contrast to the light snowfall. The Knight didn't move his head, nor the rest of himself, but he took one breath and said.

"Hello Guardian".

The Guardian, The Knight's Superpowered friend landed ont he roof behind him, landing suprisingly light for his scale of power. The Knight didn't move, continuing his stare as Guardian walked up beside him and crossed his arms, staring down at the city. "Good Evening Marcus, merry christmas", The Knight didn't respond, but Guardian Knew he would've said responded if he weren't on patrol. The Brosk air, combined with the light snowfall began to land on Guardian, he peered over to see The Knight's back was heavily covered in the snow. "How long have you been here", "Why are you Here Guardian?", "Just coming to check on my friend. So how will you be spending Christmas?". Guardian hoped the answer wouldn't be what he was expecting, but the glare The Knight shot him gave him enough information. "You can't be serious", The Knight stood up, "Chicago needs protecting", "and what? You're going to destroy your relationship with the remains of your family, Your Daughter, for your Crusade against the Mob?". The Knight glared at Guardian, a normal man would've shivered, but Guardian knew The Knight wouldn't do anythign aggressive.

"I am Chicago's Protector" The Knight walked to the edge of the building, pulling out his Grappel, "Sacrifices must be made". The Knight grappeled away, whether he expected it or not Guardian flew alongside him. "Ten Years After a decade of protecting her you don't think you Deserve One DAY off?!", The Knight and Guardian landed on a high skyscraper. The Knight turned to guardian, "it's been like this for the past 9, Why should this be any different". Guardian gave a stern face, "Because, for the Love of god you aren't alone Anymore. Marcus, you have an Adopted Daughter". The Knight continued with his scowling glare, "You Pledged to her, and You Told me, That you'd dop everything in your power to ensure She wouldn't Become like you". The Knight's Scowl broke a bit at the edges, "where is Anna now?", "Glenmore High School, She's spending her christmas eve with her friends at the School's dance". Guardian exhaled, looking out towards the heart of Downtown, "We seem to have these disagreements alot, You and me", "reasonable". Guardian raised an eyebrow looking at The Knight, "You and I are Drastically Different", "How so?".

"You Stand in The Light, I work in The Dark. You are a God, I am a Man. ", Guardian peered down, pondering that Comparison. "but even after all of that", Guardian peered up at The Knight, "we're Friends". The Knight didn't react, simply stared, "Well, if you're staying out for Christmas so will I-" their conversation was interrupted when an emergency call from The Commissioner reached The Knight's communicator, The Knight played it on Speaker so Guardian could hear.

[Calling all Available Units, Glenmore High School is being held up by a Group of Mafia paid mercs. We need backup, I repeat, there are 27 Student Hostages inside], The Knight put the communicator away. "shall we?" Guardian said holding out his elbow, The Knight grabbed Guardian's elbow, "hang on". Guardian jetted upwards and headed north, The Knight holding on tight despite the snow and harsh winds hitting them. Guardian and The Knight floated above The High School's parking lot, a crowd of people were being held back by a police line, a group of mercs visibly in the entrance hall spiting the police behind a Barricade. The Knight switched to his infrafred mode, "do you see them?", 6 in the main gymnasium with the Hostages, 7 in the entrance hall", "how do you want to play it?", "Break through the Entrance hall and incapacitate the Mercs, I'll take out the ones Holding the Hostages". Guardian nodded as The Knight let go, gliding off and towards the eastern half of the school, Guardian landed with a slight thud infront of the Entrance hall. The Mercs were startled, "Oh SH*t It's Guardian!" They fired throught he barricade at Guardian, The Bullets did nothing to Guardian as he flew forward, smashing through the barricade and grabbing the Barrel of an LMG. Guardian grabbed one of the bigger mercs by the collar, tossing him aside with one hand and knocking him and 4 other men down. Guardian looked to the remaining Mercs, "I'd surrender if I were you", The Thugs hurridly dropped their weapons and went into a surrendering position.

---

Glenmore High School, Gymnasium

Anna sat down next to one of her friends, Grace, who was currently having a small panic attack from her stress. The crowd of people were huddled into the middle of the Gymnasium, the 6 mercs surrounding them, "Keep quiet, Or we'll put a round in each of your heads" one of the Mercs yelled. Anna had her arm around Grace, patting her back and trying to calm her down, one of the Mercs saw this and walked over. "No Contact, Hands off Now!", Anna was frustrated as she looked up at the Merc, "I'm not Scared of you". The Merc pointed the barrel of his rifle at Anna's Forhead, "You'll be scared once I send you on a one way ticket to hell". Anna used her free hand to cover Grace's eyes as she closed her own, For a moment she thought she was going to die, when, a Crash of Glass was heard.

The Knight dropped through the Glass cieling and dropped hard onto the laminated floor, The Knight got up from his knee and peered angrily at the mercs. "Oh Sh*t, Not Him!", "Merry Christmas" The Knight said as he thew down a Smoke bomb filling the area with smoke. The Knight shot his grappel pulling the merc from Anna and Grace, hitting him across the face with his arm and slamming him into the floor with his Boot. The Knight grabbed a close merc and pried the rifle from his hands, The people around could see as The sillhouette of The Knight seemingly took apart the rifle, and grabbed The Merc's head and slammed it into his knee. Anna covered Grace's eyes as The Knight took out each and every merc one by one, throwing one over his shoulder into the wall, another hitting the laminated floor so hard she swore it cracked. The fight ended with the mercs being dispatched, The Chicago Polcie forced burst through the gym doors, the smoke still partly filling the area. "Get out, Now!" Detective Brakenbrooke yelled, Grace got up with Anna and hurried with the rest of thye students through the smoke towards the police.

Anna was stopped when a Hand grabbed her shoulder and stopped her, thinking it was a Merc she turned and readied herself, Only to see The Knight in an abnormally worried face. "Anna are you okay?", "yeah, I'm fine", The Knight put his arms around Anna and pulled her into a hug. Anna realized this Wasn't The Knight, it was Marcus, as she returned the hug. The smoke still surrounded them, Anna let go of The Knight, as she opened peered at the police she hurried to the exit, she looked back to see The Knight wasn't there anymore. Anna caught up to her friend as they hurried to the exit, the Police escorting them outside.

---

Top Peak of Glenmore High School

The Knight and Guardian overlooked the scene of civilians, students, and police in the parking lot. the Previously worried students were surroudned by laughter and joy that they were kay, The Knight wasn't looking like Guardian was, Tinkering his gauntlet he was focused on reparing it. "how's the Situation?", Guardian peered closer, "they're fine", "Anna?", "fine....and, Is that a Male Student she's with?". Guardian saw in his periferal vision as The Knight's head picked up, "I'm kidding", The Knight peered back down at his gauntlet, Guardian swore he heard an audible sigh. Guardian walked to the edge of the small peak platform they were on, just before he jetted off The Knight spoke. "Guardian...", Guardian peered back at The Knight, "I think I'll take your Advice. And....Merry Christmas". Guardian ghave a smirk as he gave a three finger salute, jetting off into the Snowy, Cold sky.

[Altito Asmoro]

Perhaps ill-timed, but just then, the slightly-unstable Officer Khal and her favourite RPG showed up.

"I got ya Knight!" She yelled out, firing. The shot went wild, however, and instead of hitting Len-El, it raced straight towards Knight.

"What the hell?!" Nightwing yelled out, taking the officer down. "Boxer, is this one of yours?!"

"Er, maybe. I'll... I'll reprimand her? Shit. I didn't expect her to fire when the Kryptonian was already down!"

The Knight leaned hard forward, dodging the shot. The RPG shot flew past the Knight and hit a still standing portion of the building.
The Knight looked over at her,
["Don't Fire! The Kryptonian has Surrender-"]

Is this it? Is this the time for opportunity?

Len took a steps back before flying to the sky, and turns around before charging at the man in the suit at full speed, and at the same time, firing heat vision on the man, hoping it will at least make some dents on his suit.

The heat vision already...blasting the armor, but what about its inside parts? Who knows?

"Sorry, no hard feeling."

The Kryptonian and The Knight hit the wall of a Building accross the steet from Gotham Central.

The Knight had put up reflecting shields to attempt to aleviate some of the damage of the heat vision.
The Kryptonian charged into The Knight, slamming them both into the wall hard. The Knight was Furstrated, Angry, and Just about done with this situation.
"Sorry, no hard feeling." , The Knight activated the Heavy Electrical shock portion of his Gauntlets.

The Knight's power suit was dented, but not to the extent where it was unusable, and it has a hot crisp burn from the heatvision on it.
"I'LL MAKE YOU FEEL SORRY!", The Knight said, with the kryptonite shard still in his left hand, The Knight slammed both of his hands onto the Kryptonian's head, hitting him with a huge electrical shock.
Along with the Kryptonite damaging The Kryptonian's power capabilities, The Knight tripped the Kryptonian and Pressed his right foot onto his chest, slamming him hard into the ground.

The Knight began to slam his fists into the Kryptonian's head, hitting him not only with the force of the gauntlets, but each tome hitting the Kryptonian with a huge blast of Elecrticity.
The Knight began to punch the kryptonian over and over, his left hand keeping a tight grip on the kryptonite shard, continuing it's Potentcy against The Krytponian.
"I Gave you 3 chances You murderous, Nihilistic, Kryptonian. And Now, You've Forced My Hand, So STAY DOWN!".

Len lied down on the ground now. He's lying, almost motionless. He's terribly defeated by now, and unable to resisted, or retaliated, just that.
"I already stay down right there, and then you firing at me! How am I supposed to surrender if you try to kill me!" screamed Len to the Knight, angry and frustration filled the scream. But now, he's not going to retaliates, he cannot do that anyway.

"But you win now, human. Now go and arrest me, or kill me. That's on your hand now."

[Confederation of imperial states]

The Knight leaned hard forward, dodging the shot. The RPG shot flew past the Knight and hit a still standing portion of the building.
The Knight looked over at her,
["Don't Fire! The Kryptonian has Surrender-"]


The Kryptonian and The Knight hit the wall of a Building accross the steet from Gotham Central.

The Knight had put up reflecting shields to attempt to aleviate some of the damage of the heat vision.
The Kryptonian charged into The Knight, slamming them both into the wall hard. The Knight was Furstrated, Angry, and Just about done with this situation.
"Sorry, no hard feeling." , The Knight activated the Heavy Electrical shock portion of his Gauntlets.

The Knight's power suit was dented, but not to the extent where it was unusable, and it has a hot crisp burn from the heatvision on it.
"I'LL MAKE YOU FEEL SORRY!", The Knight said, with the kryptonite shard still in his left hand, The Knight slammed both of his hands onto the Kryptonian's head, hitting him with a huge electrical shock.
Along with the Kryptonite damaging The Kryptonian's power capabilities, The Knight tripped the Kryptonian and Pressed his right foot onto his chest, slamming him hard into the ground.

The Knight began to slam his fists into the Kryptonian's head, hitting him not only with the force of the gauntlets, but each tome hitting the Kryptonian with a huge blast of Elecrticity.
The Knight began to punch the kryptonian over and over, his left hand keeping a tight grip on the kryptonite shard, continuing it's Potentcy against The Krytponian.
"I Gave you 3 chances You murderous, Nihilistic, Kryptonian. And Now, You've Forced My Hand, So STAY DOWN!".

Len lied down on the ground now. He's lying, almost motionless. He's terribly defeated by now, and unable to resisted, or retaliated, just that.
"I already stay down right there, and then you firing at me! How am I supposed to surrender if you try to kill me!" screamed Len to the Knight, angry and frustration filled the scream. But now, he's not going to retaliates, he cannot do that anyway.

"But you win now, human. Now go and arrest me, or kill me. That's on your hand now."

The Knight held The Kryptonian by the collar, one hand as though he would punch his head again straight into the now badly cracked pavement.
The Knight took a breath, letting go of the kryptonian's collar and standing up, The Knight placed a firm right foot on The Kryptonian's chest.
The Knight radioed to Boxer and The Commissioner,
"The Kryptonian is Subdued, I repeat, Have a Containment cell prepped",

The Knight looked down at The Kryptonian,
"and for the Record, If Zod were so Intelligent about figuring out the Vastness of Human Nature, The Knight peered directly into The Kryptonian's eyes,
He wouldn't have been Stupid enough to get himself thrown into the Phantom Zone". The Knight raised his right hand as the VTOl dropped in a Impact proof, 7 feet by 4ft clear cell, with Metal Linings around the perimeter of the rectangular frame, lined with Kryptonite emitters. The Knight grabbed The Kryptonian by the shoulder, taking out a rebreather he tpressed it against the Kryptonian's mouth and nose, "breath". The Rebreather broke down the build up of Kryptonite Dust within the Kryptonian's Nostrils, preventing him from suffocating, however not purging the dust within his system.

The Knight lightl, but sternly forced The Kryptonian into the cell, The Kryptonian was forced to sit down due to the size of it. The Knight pressed a few buttons, locking the cell and turning on the Kryptonite emitters within it's frame.
The Knight looked at The kryptonian, "try not to think too much about killing millions of innocent children while you're in there", The Knight turned to the approaching Nghtwing, Cassandra Cain, and Red Robin, followed by a large group of GCPD swat officers. "Monitor The Kryptonian and hand him over to Boxer when he arrives, The Emitters should disable his powers", Nightwing nodded, The Knight topssed the kryptonite shard back to Red Robin, "The Assistance was Appreciated", Red Robin caught it with one hand and nodded, The Knight jetted off following The VTOL.

[Finland SSR]

REQUIEM AETERNAM

Part 1

---

After the door of the military truck closed, I looked to the people that were sitting on the benches next to me. There were six of us here, aside for the three soldiers that were driving the truck. One of them was the sickly fragile man who was recruited a few minutes before me - arms crossed, head lowered, probably not really into this whole event. There were two middle-aged ones, looking similar to one another, a bit at the side and away from the group. They were wearing long black coats, and the hair on the top of their head was cleanly shaved. A red-haired woman looking through the tiny windows, maybe searching for a way to escape. However, out of all of the people here, one of them caught my eye. It was...

"So, are you ready for five years of slaughter?" the man I referenced spoke before I could. His costume was truly odd - blue and green, with a flashy cape. Dark brown hair, grey eyes, a youngling's face. "You'll be stuck here for a while."

"Uh, you're talking to me, right?" I replied with an another question.

"Well, yeah. I mean, I'm looking right into your eyes."

I was silent. He just won't get off me.

"Say, your Takedown Wristlet isn't on." I looked at the metallic thing on my wrist. Oh, yeah - it's off. "You can easily escape if you want to. It would usually send a massive shock of energy at the leader's will - not good if you're trying to run away."

"Eh. I have never been in an Earthling army before. Might as well get the experience now."

"So, 'Earthling armies'? Is there some backstory behind that kind of word usage?"

"What's your problem, come on?"

I already don't like this person. He's been smiling and keeping eye contact throughout this whole chat. It's as if he's imitating friendliness to try and get people to like him more. I don't like manipulators. He continued speaking:

"If we end up in the same squadron, it would be useful if we know each other already. Besides, how else are you going to spend the next five hours?"

"Is not talking an option?"

A brief pause from both sides followed. Nobody else was interested in the conversation.

"Anyway... I'm widely known as Victorus - the Champion of Arkhangelsk! I'm just a dinky superhero, y'know, that kind of stuff. Perhaps you've heard of my exploits." the man continued.

"No, I haven't. Come on, can you calm down for a minute-"

"This beautiful woman next to me is Alicia. I can't really say much about her. The two at the side are Brothers Kachel and Zhirinovsky. I don't think we should disturb them - they're lost in prayers right now. I think they're monks from Solotki, but I'm not sure. The man who came from Murmansk with you is Michail, and he's really shy, just like... you. Are all Murmanskians shy like that?"

"Oh, for Christ's sake, calm down!"

"Well, at least I know you're a religious person."

"I'm not religious, it's just an Earthling expression!"

"Ah, alright. I understand, I too sometimes use that saying... Say, what's your name?"

If I don't respond, he's going to bug me to eternity. "My name is Frank."

"Ooh, Frank! That's a foreign name for sure. You must have an interesting backstory. I think I've once met a person named Frank before, it was..."

I put my hands up on my ears, trying to block my sound detectors from hearing anything. This is torture! This is literal torture!

---

"Back when I was still a young superhero, I once visited England - maybe you've heard of it - in a secret, secret mission to-"

The door of the back of the truck finally opened.

Finally.

Finally.

Finally.

As soon as my eyes detected the first rays of light coming from the outside, I immediately leaped up from my seat, kick-opened the door and jumped out. Finally. Finally silence. Say... where even am I?

All I could see, as much as my vision could cover was this... station. Military station. Barracks, helicopter pods, factories, training facilities, research facilities and more, to the horizon and beyond. Hundreds of planes were taking laps and flying around above my head, thousands of soldiers marching in well-organized battalions, tanks, jeeps and unmanned vehicles stationed nearby, noise and commands everywhere. What is this? The GUI locator doesn't say anything - it's not working. Damn bastards, blocking radio waves all over the place.

The other recruits from the back of the car followed me, seemingly as shocked as me by this construction's magnitude. The three soldiers left the truck, too. and a few others joined up with them from nearby.

"Oh! I see, your wristlet is inactive." Captain Mindaugas commented as he inspected us. "You must be a truly loyal warrior if you stayed with us despite of that. Though, sorry, it's reglamented, I can't help it." With these words, he pressed a blue button on the machine on my hand, and it started glowing in a light cyan color, just like everyone else's. There go any and all chances of escape, I suppose - Victorus said that they are coated in a thin layer of adamantium, which is why nobody's bothering to try and break them. After all, all you'd achieve is pain on your hand.

Anyway, after a brief inspection of our little group, the Captain exclaimed:

"As is reglamented, according to your power levels and past data, you will be inserted into these Iron Wolf corps: Viktor Kochel and Anastas Zhirinovsky - C Corps. Michailas Arbanovas - D Corps. Alicija Mykalauskaitė - C Corps. "Victorus" - B Corps. "Frank", you will need further examination. Come with us, while the rest of you have 3 hours of free time, after which you must go to your Corps's headquarters."

What is he, a robot? I mean, I'm a robot, but he speaks in such a monotonous and banal voice that I'd liken him to a computer. An Earthling computer, no less. Nevertheless, I went on to follow the few soldiers, walking towards a particular facility a few blocks away...

[The Silhouette of Adventure]

Len lied down on the ground now. He's lying, almost motionless. He's terribly defeated by now, and unable to resisted, or retaliated, just that.
"I already stay down right there, and then you firing at me! How am I supposed to surrender if you try to kill me!" screamed Len to the Knight, angry and frustration filled the scream. But now, he's not going to retaliates, he cannot do that anyway.

"But you win now, human. Now go and arrest me, or kill me. That's on your hand now."

The Knight held The Kryptonian by the collar, one hand as though he would punch his head again straight into the now badly cracked pavement.
The Knight took a breath, letting go of the kryptonian's collar and standing up, The Knight placed a firm right foot on The Kryptonian's chest.
The Knight radioed to Boxer and The Commissioner,
"The Kryptonian is Subdued, I repeat, Have a Containment cell prepped",

The Knight looked down at The Kryptonian,
"and for the Record, If Zod were so Intelligent about figuring out the Vastness of Human Nature, The Knight peered directly into The Kryptonian's eyes,
He wouldn't have been Stupid enough to get himself thrown into the Phantom Zone". The Knight raised his right hand as the VTOl dropped in a Impact proof, 7 feet by 4ft clear cell, with Metal Linings around the perimeter of the rectangular frame, lined with Kryptonite emitters. The Knight grabbed The Kryptonian by the shoulder, taking out a rebreather he tpressed it against the Kryptonian's mouth and nose, "breath". The Rebreather broke down the build up of Kryptonite Dust within the Kryptonian's Nostrils, preventing him from suffocating, however not purging the dust within his system.

The Knight lightl, but sternly forced The Kryptonian into the cell, The Kryptonian was forced to sit down due to the size of it. The Knight pressed a few buttons, locking the cell and turning on the Kryptonite emitters within it's frame.
The Knight looked at The kryptonian, "try not to think too much about killing millions of innocent children while you're in there", The Knight turned to the approaching Nghtwing, Black Bat, and Red Robin, followed by a large group of GCPD swat officers. "Monitor The Kryptonian and hand him over to Boxer when he arrives, The Emitters should disable his powers", Nightwing nodded, The Knight topssed the kryptonite shard back to Red Robin, "The Assistance was Appreciated", Red Robin caught it with one hand and nodded, The Knight jetted off following The VTOL.

Red Robin replaced the Kryptonite into his pocket, glancing at the other two. He nodded and the other two grappled away. He turned to the SWAT officers. "I will escort you as you bring the cell back to the GCPD. Call a tow truck."

---

On the other side of the city

"This is squad four. In position for raid." Boxer's communicator came to life. He nodded slowly.

"This is Runner-Actual. All squads are a go. Breach on my command." He checked the chambers on both of his custom handguns, ensuring that they would fire. "3." He braced himself, glancing at his team. Each nodded in turn. They were waiting outside the roof entrance of the warehouse. inside, ten Joker goons were lounging. There were only four people in his squad. Bad odds... For the Joker goons. "2." Boxer separated from the others, placing a small device on the doorway and then bracing against the wall. "1."

The device exploded, launching the door inwards. "Go, go, go!" He yelled, entering the doorway. Damn. Only one of the goons was down from the explosion, and the rest were quick to their guns. He shot two in the chest, hopefully taking them out, and then ducked for cover. Two of Boxer's teammates were quick to follow, one getting a shot off before rolling behind cover and the other leaping upwards into the rafters. She jumped between them, disorienting the goons long enough for the final Runner to come in with a shotgun and take out three of them. They turned their attention back to the three cops at the door, since the one in the rafters wasn't actually doing anything, and she pulled out a handgun and started firing, at the same time as Boxer and the first officer rose again.

The Joker goons tried to fight back, and Officer Summer, the acrobat, was hit in the shoulder. It wasn't long, though, before the other three killed the last one. Boxer scowled. "Shit. Fern, call in MedEvac and stay with Summer. We'll go help the others. And when she can understand you- Tell her that was an idiotic stunt. It worked, but it was idiotic." He shook his head, scowling. "Don't say that last part."

The two Runners still in the fight advanced forward. "This is Runner-Actual, all targets down. Officer Summer is injured."

"This is Runner-Three, both targets down. No casualties."
"Runner-Two, five targets down, two captured. No casualties."
"Runner-Four, six targets down, three captured. No casualties."

Boxer smiled for the first time in two days. "Damn good job, folks. I want a security sweep of the building and then I want evidence retrieval in here. Get back to the station, I'll meet you there.

[The Fallen Jedi]

Asumar Masaki

As Asumar exhaled through his mouth, a trail of thin smoke followed suit, his warm breath creating the trail of white smoke from his mouth. He was disillusioned with the fact that he did lose everything in a moment just with the snap of a finger, but he quickly realized that the Dynasty wasn't everything he cared for, hell, He had no obligations towards his own Galaxy, so why did he even lead the Dynasty anyways? His life was simply a roller coaster of hell, he knew that he should be with his son while he grew up, It was time to retire from leading armies only to help lead his son into a brighter future and a better life. "I really hate to admit this, but Kilian did have a point, I'm too high strung when it comes to my priorities, I've been doing everything wrong since my first step, I might as well leave the Galaxy in the capable hands of Satera, I have no more responsibilities to take care of, only to help my son grow..." Asumar looked down onto the Autobahn, the German Superhighway, he could see the aura trail that his son left behind, how he could control his speed as he made sharp turns, It impressed Asumar, but at the same time it somewhat made him jealous "Merciful One-Above-All, don't have him act like Kilian next, that is the last thing I want..." Asumar chuckled at his inner thoughts as he slowly landed atop a nearby building.

The wind was cold and bitter, but it was nothing in comparison to the Ice Storms on Rhen Var, they were damn near absolute zero, and that was enough to make even Asumar himself shiver. He looked up to the sky with a faint smile on his face, It was time to abandon his links to his Galaxy, Sigma Galli Prime was moved out of it's borders as Satera promised, and as an added bonus, the planet was moved to a stable star within the Andromeda Galaxy, It would be spared from the deathly cold embrace of space. The Old Masaki Dynasty was gone, it's legacy scattered to the wind and doomed to never reorganize once more, perhaps it was for the best as it's last days were filled with darkness and uncertainty and now? A new future stood ahead, not one with darkness and disdain, but with hope and determination! Satera and his Primordial Brothers came to agree to wipe the slate clean regarding the Galaxy and recreate a massive Evolutionary Event that would lead to many of the Galaxies inhabitants gaining powers that would help them defend against those who would threaten the Galaxy "Perhaps this was meant to be, for the Dynasty's legacy to fade away in the wind..." Asumar looked up to the stars, the moon shining brightly in the darkness "There is a holiday I've heard about, they call It Christmas, where families come together, to be happy together, for those happy times to mean something. But they have a home to gather..." Asumar failed to notice that his son had ceased running on the Autobahn, so deeply embroiled in his thoughts.

"Home..." Asumar's mind lit up, an idea popping up in his head "I am so dense, how could I forget about the powers I have..." Asumar's face curled up in a smile "Perhaps for this Christmas, I could create a home for us, the Masaki Household, It will likely be dysfunctional as all hell, but It is worth a try." Asumar's smile evolved into a full-out grin, he felt as if there were butterflies in his stomach, he felt an emotion that he rarely felt, and It was happiness! He had his brother, his son, his surrogate father, an Arcosian Ally, and even his father, everything was going to be alright in the long run!

"Dad?" Ryuichi stated, watching as Asumar turned to face him, there was an innocent smile on Ryuichi's face, he was happy to see that his father was actually beginning to pay attention to him "Are we going to go home?" Ryuichi lightly yawned as he sat on the ledge with his father "I'm getting tired." Ryuichi felt Asumar's hand land lightly on his head, rubbing it gently "We are home Ryuichi..." Asumar lifted his son up with a cheerful smile on his face, placing Ryuichi onto his back as he took off flying to an old place, the destroyed remains of the Training Arena, but with different intentions on his mind "And all I have to do Is build a place In which we can live without a single worry in the world, a true home where we can all be happy." With a final pat of Ryuichi's head, Asumar took off flying at an increasing pace.

"Merry Christmas, Ryuichi..."

[The Republic of Atria]

"It's fine. If we can't stop whatever is causing this nonsense, then Otis'll step in." Naja explained. While she had total confidence that Otis could do what needed to be done if it came down to it, Xander didn't share the same sentiment. Yes, Otis did kill Darkseid, but that was with the Justice League backing him up quite a bit. If not for them, he would have been killed before he got the chance to get his lucky shot in. On top of that, he had never seen Otis actually do any fighting before. So he had no idea what, if any, combat experience he had. Just relying on the Omega Effect alone would not be nearly enough to win a fight if things were really as bad as were implied. But it wasn't like he was going to object to Otis actually lifting a finger to fight rather than sitting on the sidelines like he normally did. Xander was not a fan of Otis' pacifistic tendencies even if the kid was a genuinely good person. What good is power if you don't use it to help people?

"That's pretty much the deal." Otis confirmed. "I used to not get into fights at all, no matter what. But I've relaxed that a bit. I get that sometimes violence is necessary, but I still prefer to avoid it if at all possible." It was true. Otis used to completely and utterly avoid physical confrontation, but there was more than one reason why he was a pacifist. He always told everyone that it was because he didn't like violence. Which was true. For the most part. However, since he received the Omega Effect, he became even more antsy about violence after seeing what Darkseid could do to some of the mightiest heroes on Earth with minimal effort. He didn't want to become anything like Darkseid. He didn't want to become infatuated with violence so much so that he set out to find it. Just sitting back and enjoying his life was what he wanted to do, but with all that power, it would be stupid not to use it to protect the Earth.

"Very well." Highfather reluctantly agreed. While he would have preferred the Omega Effect being in the hands of a capable warrior, rather than just some human who refused to fight unless he absolutely had to, there was also the benefit of no more Darkseid. While Otis had some flaws that made him seem weak, it was certainly better than him being a tyrant who slaughters innocent people on a whim. "We are waiting for this entity to begin it's siphoning of a universe's energy. Once we locate it, a boom tube will be opened and you can aid in dispatching this threat. I will be send many of my warriors and Orion as well. Destroy this entity without hesitation. If he can decimate universes as easily as we believe, this will not be easy. Any questions?" He asked, just as the detection equipment picked up just what they were looking for.

[Charmera]

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"Ha! I've met women with hearts colder than this lot." Akihiko stated as he charged head first into the fray, intending to finish the battle quickly. Despite his boast, if one could even call that a boast, he found the cold quite annoying and distracting, and did not want things to drag on for too long. He simply hoped that the magical green fire engulfing Kusanagi would be enough to destroy the vengeful ice spirits. Meanwhile, Garnet gave a disinterested look at the group of Yuki Onna approaching, and then looked at her weapons, meditating for a moment before opting to discard both the sword and the gauntlet for the time being, believing that the pistol would suffice, as it would deal devastating spiritual damage to these ghosts.

"You know, I wish we could simply skip over the smaller fries and get straight to the point. Clearly only the boss of the stage is going to be any challenge at all." The blonde woman remarked casually as she began firing away at the frozen spectres.

Fire was somewhat helpful in stemming the tide of ghosts, but it seemed more and more were flooding in, like a mass of spirits. "The problem with small fries is when there are so many of them." Muttered Akari. She fired a few explosive shots, mostly trying to keep them from surrounding Aki or the group as a whole. Masami unleashed hew own foxfire on the Yuki onna, but no matter what they did, it didn't stop the tide of ghosts. In fact it seemed like they were even increasing in volume, and the room was getting colder and cold.

Akari had an idea, just when it seemed like too much to handle. "Akihiko! Masami! Quickly use your fire on the room as a whole, to warm it up! Then the ghosts will thaw!" She shouted, before she begun to get a little overwhelmed.

[Confederation of imperial states]

Wayne Manor, Outskirts

The Knight released his grappel, landing on a brick wall near the gate towards Wayne Manor. The Knight crouched on the top of the wall, he pressed a button on his gauntlet displaying a small holographic image of the Information Nightwing gave him. The Knight looked over the Information, making note and grappeled off, climbing to the top of Wayne manor he sprinted and ran off the edge, gliding down to the entrance to the cave systems. The Knight landed soflty on the ground, turning to The Knight stood up and walked into the cave, turning on the Infrared vision in his helmet as he cotninued into the cave. The Knight had left his Power suit aswell as dropped the VTOL and damaged Destroyer prototype at an unknown location,He proceeded to follow up Nightwing's suggestion to meet Oracle and establish contact.

The Knight walked to the end of the long and dark cave system, comign face to face with a flat concrete wall. The Knight squinted at it, The Wall was seemingly connected to the rest of the cave, just then, a small part of the wall opened as a turret like object extended outwards and aimed at The Knight. [Identify yourself or you will be taken down, you have 10 seconds], The Knight stared at the turret, before saying "Martha". The Turret retracted and the patr of the wall closed, then a door sized portion of the wall slide back and opened up, The Knight walked inside as it closed behind him. The Knight walked a good 9 meters before reached a cliff drop, he looked outwards to see he was in none other that the Batcave.

The Knight walked off the cliffdrop and flided down before reaching a metal catwalk above the deep drop down into what seemed like the abyss. The Knight walked towards a woman sitting in a wheelchair by the batcomputer, The Knight could see that the monitor was displaying communication lines to a number of Batfamily members. Before The Knight was even within 7 feet of the woman, the wheel chair swiveled around, The Woman revealing two Escrima Sticks she held in a fighting stance. The Knight and her kept a silent glare at each other, not saying anything. As much as The Knight had faced greater enemies, he felt an unnerving chill run down his spine as he looked at the woman, Almost like he was partly afraid of her. "Who are you? and How the hell did you get in here?", The Knight held up a Batfamily communication device Nightwing gave him, "I got your call". The Woman's eyes widened a little before she put say her sticks and rolled her chair foward, recieving the communicator from The Knight and inspecting it. "so, you're that guy Nightwing contacted", The Knight continued to stare, looked up at him, slightly smirking, "you're as good as Batman with your stare", "people have been telling me that".

The woman swiveled her wheel chair and rolled back over to the Batcomputer, The Knight followed, standing to right behind her. "Advanced custom hardware, Interlinked with main computer frequencies aswell as Tv and Radio Broadcasts, aswell as having Backup firewalls to stop tracking. Impressive". The Woman peered over at him with a slightly alerted glare, turning back to the Batcomputer she typed, "seems you know your stuff", "when you've been in this career as long as I have, You have to know everything". "how long?", "it'll be ten years when New Years hits", "hypercompotence", "yes", "what leagues?", "Martial Arts, Weapons training, Computer and Electronics, Chemistry, Detective and Investigation, I'll send you a Document", "Impressive. I'm Barbra , on Missiosn Call me Oracle". The Knight glared at the monitors, "noted". Barbra pulled up a News Broadcast, it showed The Knight's battle in his Power Suit with the Kryptonian, "This was you?", "yes", "not everyone can go toe to toe with a Kryptonian, let alone get one to surrender", "I had assistance".

Barbra began to type in a cntact profile for The Knight, The Knight shot a Glare that was asking what she was doing, "just typing in formalities so we can contact you when needed, fill in what you want". a small keyboard extended from the Batcomputer's desk, The Knight began to type in some thigns, however left some information unchecked. Barbra began to continue managing the Batfamily's communications. "So, question?", The Knight was silent, continuing to type, "What drove you to be Chicago's Defender for a Decade?". The Knight paused, he himslef was trying to recall exactly why he Began this crusade, it's been so Long that even he has lost track.

"Because I made a Promise".

"so did I", a deep, partially intimidating voice came from behind them, Barbra and The Knight turned, to see none other than Batman steppign down the step towards them. The Knight was silent, however still not dropping his Vigilante like Demeanour. "Knight, I'd like you to meet Gotham's Dark protector", "Batman". Batman stopped, standing 3 feet from The Knight, 'What's brought The Knight of Chicago to Gotham", "I owed Nightwing and the Batfamily help if they needed it, Oracle sent out a distress call to all extended Batfamily members, and I answered". Batmand and The Knigh stared at each other, Highly skilled men, like two Bulls staring each other down. Barbra sighed, "Geez it's like a 'who can be the bigger intimidator contest". The Knight and Batman peered at Barbra, "fine, I'll just go back to computing" Barbra said turning her wheel chair back to the Batcomputer.

"Your Work in Chicago has been admirable, and Effective",
"Much Ablidged, The Batfamily's Work in Gotham has given some Inspiration",
Batman extended a hand, The Knight paused but extended his, shaking hands with The Caped Crusader.

"I saw that Spectical with the Kryptonian", "I made sure to get Civilians out of the way before I went into armed combat", "Kryptonite Dust combined with High Electrical Voltage shock and High impact attacks. Smart". The Knight recieved a communications request on his builtin ear piece, "excuse me for just a second" The Knight half turned and accepted the Communications call, "Lawbringer, what is it?", ["Some Woman in a Grau suit is here, She's saying she needs to talk to you"]. The Knight paused, 'She's In chicago? last time I saw her was 6 months ago', "I'll be right there". The Knight turned to Batman, "I need to head back to Chicago. If you need anymore help simply ask". The Knight walked a few steps, before taking out his grappel and pulling off.

"He seems nice", "He's Hesitant to trust", "like someone else I know" Barbra smirked as she saw Batman scowl as he looked down at her.

[New Rob Halfordia]

The canyon outside of Battery City looked like a scrapyard, with chunks of metal and scorched robotic bodies littering it's desert surface. Glowing blue atomic remains were caught in the breeze, like hot shards of plasma, burning all that they touched. Amongst this carnage and destruction, two beings remained. One, bright and pure, the last remaining Conduit. In his hand was All-Red the Technosword, on Foundry, a weapon not wielded by the gods, but those who slay them. Despite this, his breathing was heavy, as his respiratory unit struggled to keep up with his activity. The old Conduit was nearing his end. And, directly opposing him, a dark, purely evil force. One that caused fear in all that caught him in their gaze.

"You..." the dark machine spoke, in a tired, weary tone, before slowly waving his arm towards the fallen Constructs around him, "You are resilient. The same cannot be said of your comrades. Some were brave, sure, but, they lack a crucial detail that must be found in any successful warrior. They lack power. Without power, bravery is comparable to simple foolishness. But you, you are not brave. While your comrades distracted me, you went for the sword. Because of this, you have come closer to defeating me than anyone else... but. One thing sets us apart."

Suddenly, the Conduit spoke up, pointing his blade at the Dark One, "The difference between us is a simple one!" he shouted, "You would see this planet and it's inhabitants enslaved, killed! My soldiers willingly sacrificed themselves, believing that I could defeat you, and I'm not going to die until I complete that objective!"

A strong breeze blew through the valley as the Conduit spoke, toiling with the Dark One's cape. "The difference between us, is that you are a pawn. A chess piece in a great board game. And, no matter how hard a chess piece tries..." he said, lifting his hand and drawing All-Red to it's grasp, before pulling the Conduit into the sword's blade using the force of gravity, leaning in close to the dying Construct, whispering, "It will never be superior to the player."