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Posted by Donna Troy
on 4/22/2009, 12:05 pm
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Having Supreme join the battle field was like finally having the heavy hitter we needed, his speed and strength soon had many of the Gargareans unsure of how to attack, their strength and metal swords merely breaking upon impact against his Supremes muscled body.
“Okay we’re making head way, Supreme if you’re really here to help. I want you with Troy. Face them head on and try and drive them back. Arrow, Vixen I need you two to give them support”
“What about you?”
“I’ll co-ordinate with J’onn see if we can call in more help. Soon as I’m done I’ll meet you on the front line”
Dinah’s commands come swift and firm, something that comes only from experience and for what its worth no one questions her orders. Instead like a team we move out. Supreme and myself go hand to hand, taking down as many as we can, over head Oliver’s arrows rain down confusion and death from above in the form of smoke screens and grenade like explosions, mean while almost as fast as the Flash, I see Mari use an assortment of animals to engage our would be attackers, a spitting cobra shoots acid melting armour and swords alike, a cheetah gives her the speed to weave in and out, landing a flurry of blows, before finally like a stampeding rhino she ploughs head first into the enemy..
“So Troy, are you related to Wonder Woman, because you know you look just like her.”
“It’s complicated, I story for another time perhaps” I speak as I deflect a blow from a sword, my bracelet registers the impact, before I lunge forward, raising my knee which I slam full force in to the Gargareans lower chest, I hear him hiss as the air escapes his lips. Finally I land an elbow to the back of his head, he lands unconscious at my feet.
“You fight well”
“As do all amazons, but these men we face are just as skilled. Watch your back Supreme”
The fight continues, until suddenly and without warning lightning rains down from the sky, concrete pavements erupt as the power of electricity causes a multitude of explosions. Intense heat and light forces me to cover my eyes and by the time they re-adjust, the warriors are gone.
“What sort of magic is this” Supremes words are almost that of shock, if I didn’t know any better I’d say he had almost been enjoying himself.
“The most powerful of all magic’s Zeus’s lightning. It will have transported the Gregarines back to their homeland on Thalarion. It’s near Themyscira, like them the gods created it.
“So now what”
“So now we’re on crowd control, Supreme if you can stay and help, we could use your muscle. If not, it’s been nice working with you. Vixen and arrow I want you on the streets. Supreme I want you and Troy in the sky, helping whoever needs you the most. J’onn any luck recruiting more players?”
“I have made contact with Beetle and Nightwing, as well as Starfire and Power Girl. They are already helping the wounded and trapped further down town”
“Good then get to them and spread out from there”
“There is one more thing that worries me” J’onn’s face looks almost sad, forcing Canary to stop in her tracks rather than push on with her crusade.
“Go on J’onn”
“It is our newest member, Billy Kaplan, he is failing to answer the call, and normally I would not worry. But after what has happened to him recently and the fact he was distant when last I spoke to him, I am concerned for his overall well being”
“J’onn can you track him Telepathically”
“Oddly no, it appears theirs is a mental discipline or block in place”
“Fine everyone as before, except for Troy, you have speed, strength and flight. Fan out and find Wiccan, if he is in trouble back him up”
“Wouldn’t J’onn be a better candidate?”
“We may need J’onn’s ability to phase, ok everyone you have your orders. Move out”
Before I have any time at all to question what fate or power pulled me to this earth, or why the gods have turned their back on mans world. I find my self-alone in Gotham; already the rest of the Justice League has moved on to where they can be of best help. Even Supreme has taken to the skies like a red blur streaking across the night sky.
Slowly and gently I take to the air, allowing the breeze to take hold and like a kite drift me higher and higher. Before to long I leave Gotham, heading instead towards Wiccan’s last known location. As I focus more and more on the task that lays before me, my mind begins to throw up questions, such as why didn’t Billy answer the call for help, who or what could be blocking J’onn’s telepathy, Billy’s own magic? Or something far more sinister.
To Be continued by Purple Man…
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