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Posted by Vixen
on 9/16/2008, 11:56 am
217.42.237.116
“Give me one good reason why I don’t just feed you to the wolves right now” Waller’s voice was thick, almost tangible as she approached the small man in the white lab coat.
“Please, its not our fault, I tried to warn you she was still unstable”
“Unstable, ha are you kidding me. That baby just took down a kryptonian without so much as breaking a sweat. No what I want to understand is just why the hell has that god damn alien gone crazy since her encounter with Samantha”
“We’ve been running tests since the containment team brought her in”
“All traces of her ever being on the moon?”
“Gone”
“Continue” Amanda’s smile spreads slowly across her overly rounded face.
“Her physiology adapted, it was like nothing we have ever seen, and her whole body began to generate radiation. In terms of radioactive fields, it’s the same as Krptonite, only with a half life that is totally unnatural.”
“In English please Dr”
“She evolved, temporarily mind you. But she became the perfect weapon. Designed by human evolution to take down Power Girl. What’s more, tests seem to show that most of the genetic adaptation has remained active.”
“So if I flung her at Superman, would she kill him?”
“She would emit the same radiation designed to attack Superman’s DNA”
“Excellent, but that still doesn’t explain why Power Girl is lose attacking little kids who have seen one to many episodes of Buffy”
“Where not sure if it’s some unforeseen adverse reaction to the radiation she was subjected to, or a telepathic prompt from Samantha. Take a look at these brain wave scans” the young scientist rolls his chair from one desk to another, pointing at two separate computer screens. “This isn’t normal, her cerebral cortex activity is erratic, showing heightened centres of stimulation not normally active in a base line human”
“I want her studied, dissected and pulled apart. If somewhere in that body lies the unlocked potential of the human genome you have forty-eight hours to find it. After that I want her up and running ready for another target”
“Its to soon, her bio scans show that she is still recovering from her battle with Power Girl”
“Then fix it, forty-eight hours gentlemen, I’d get to work” she turns and walks away, her large frame only stopping to glance at the liquid suspension tank that holds the humanoid form of her newest super soldier, before continuing on her way.
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Vixen’s Apartment:
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She has waited almost motionless for the better part of an hour, her red robe barely covering her perfect frame. As a model in her own right, she has learned to embrace her natural beauty and knows how to work it to her advantage, tonight was supposed to be one of those times.
But almost an hour late for their date, she already knows what is coming next, sure enough bang on an hour exactly, the phone next to the bed begins to ring. It’s the third time this month Ollie has made up excuses to not come round. She doesn’t know his true reasons, but she has a good damn idea. A certain blonde chick, dressed head to toe in PVC plastic and leather, Dinah had been back for better part of a few weeks and ever since Ollie had stopped calling. Hell he’d disappeared into the shadows like some next coming of Batman.
Still despite her instincts she picks up the phone and answers as if she is surprised to hear his voice.
“Ollie is that you”
“Yeah, Mari I’m sorry. I’m running late, something was happening over near the dock’s, I got word Speedy was involved and just wanted to make sure she was ok”
Good old Ollie, spinning in a half truth to cover up a lie, as soon as Quinn had failed to turn up on time, Vixen had started checking every channel available, sure enough Speedy had been at the docks, but she wasn’t the girl who had called it in, nor was she who Ollie had hoped to see.
“Is this about Dinah”
Theirs a long pause before he speaks “I’ve already told you, me and her have history and that’s never going to change. But it doesn’t effect me and you”
“For someone you claim doesn’t hold any influence, I seem to be spending more time alone this last month than anyone on the league. Hell I heard Bruce had a date last week”
“Don’t joke Mari”
“Who’s joking? Listen Ollie; if you need time to see her and work something out I’m down with that. But at least let me know where I stand. I’m not used to just waiting on the side lines”
“I know Mari, I promise this weekend it’s just you and me”
“Don’t make promises you can’t keep”
“It’s a date”
The line goes dead and she tries hard not to focus her anger on the face of the woman who fills her mind. Suddenly her alarm beings to flash and scream, she silently says thank you before answering the communicator.
“Vixen here, go ahead”
“Mari, we need your assistance. Someone hacked in to the JLA’s satellites seven hours ago. They bypassed our security protocols and deleted several video archive files”
“What was so important on those files?”
“Unknown, from what we can figure, nothing more than a passing sweep of the moons surface. I have already programmed the satellite to make a second pass and it shows nothing. But if someone has gone to such trouble of hacking into our system, then it is the fact that I see nothing which has raised my interest”
“What is it you want me to do J’onn?”
“I attempted to reach the JSA, but it appears no one is answering my hails. A telepathic sweep suggests that no one is there”
“So there just out, no big deal right?”
“That is what I thought, until I saw a news feed showing Power Girl fighting a small boy”
“A small boy?”
“No ordinary boy, files suggest he is part of a small group of hero’s, it makes no sense. Are you available for recognisance”
“Trust me J’onn I’m free all evening”
“Another missed date with Arrow”
“It’s becoming a calling card”
“Then perhaps I can get someone else to…”
“Stop right their green toes, I’ve already been passed over once today. I don’t intend to let it happen again. I’m on my way, patch me Power Girls last known co-ordinates and I’ll report back what I find”
“Be careful Mari, something is not right here”
To Be Continued…
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