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Posted by Blue Beetle
on 6/10/2009, 8:08 pm
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"You know I've been waiting to do that for my whole life? Well maybe not my whole life but a lot of it..." Rip Hunter sits in the pilot's seat of the Time Sphere, the time stream a kaleidoscope of colors and images swirling around them. Booster Gold stands behind him, recounting the fight that he had just been pulled from.
"I mean zombie Nazis! Who doesn't want to get the chance to fight zombie Nazis?" The smile stretches all the way across Booster's face. Rip shakes his head, the anomaly that they had encountered corrected, even if it did involve Booster fighting zombie Nazis.
"Technically they were not zombies, as that definition would involve them to be no longer living; these beings were very much alive." Skeet's corrects Booster, causing his foolish grin to shrink slightly.
"But they weren't not not dead?" Patting the top of Skeet's hull Booster sits in one of the Time Sphere's passenger chairs, the time stream and universe saved again at the hands of Booster Gold.
"Only you would use a triple negative-" Rip retorts, but before he can finish the Time Sphere begins to shake, the control panel in front of him flashing red. "Booster what did you touch?"
"Nothing! I swear I just sat down. Unless you rigged this chair to do something, which if you did you are a sick person and need help." Booster jumps out of the chair as if it's possessed.
"Michael did not touch anything Doctor Hunter. It would appear the time stream around us is fading out of existence."
"I see that." As the time stream disappears, the bright and vibrant colors bleed into a stark red; silhouettes of planets can be vaguely made out, each looking like a ghost through the lens of a foggy mirror.
"I miss the zombies." Booster's voice has the slightest quiver to it as the time sphere floats motionless in the middle of the Bleed.
"This is a terrible idea. You know that right?" The League's newest and youngest member looks at me. Billy has already proven himself in battle and looked better doing it then me my first dozen or so times out.
"Trust me, you'll lose your powers more then you think and Donna has promised to take it easy on you, isn't that right Ms. Troy?" My voice has almost a fatherly infliction to it. Donna winks at me before lunging for Wiccan with her staff, he raises his quickly the wood meeting with a fierce staccato crack.
"Good, you're picking up quickly." Donna goes on the offensive again; Wiccan reacts parrying the staff attack.
"You're trying to hit me!" Rolling across the steel floor of the Kitchen, Wiccan opens up distance between him and the Amazon. If Diana is a princess, Donna is her best knight, trained by the Amazons she's a good player to have on the team. Especially one that currently consists of myself, Wiccan, Vixen, Nightwing and J'onn. I think we're two steps away from having our own reality show on Fox.
"Keep up the good work guys. Billy if things get to out of hand just freeze her. I'm going to go check in with J'onn and Mari."
"Don't give him ideas Kord." She barks at me reminding me that I'm glad I'm not anywhere close to her at the moment. The halls of the Watch Tower are quiet as I make my way through them. There was a time when they were lined with others; Ralph, Sue, Jason, Orion but they're gone now.
"All quiet J'onn?" Below us I can see the Earth spinning, clouds of white look more like splats onto a blue canvas then anything else.
"It would appear so Theodore." J'onn looks up at me his red eyes glow like lasers, if it wasn't for the green skin or and the fact that he's an alien he could pass for a terminator, a scary, strength greater then or equal to Superman terminator. Note to self remember never make J'onn mad.
"We've been keeping a close watch boss man, no worries here." Mari swivels in her chair, contorting her face and body in only a way that a model could. She is truly stunning. "Except for the usual looks like everyone is laying low for the moment."
"Which if experience has taught us anything means we should be more alert then ever." J'onn's stoic voice seems to carry with it the memories of Brother Eye and the OMACs, friends were injured, some worse then others. The League was idle; J'onn, Mari and I made a promise to each other that it wouldn't be like that again. I can't and won't let that happen. This time the responsibility is all on me.
"I think I read that on a fortune cookie once, it takes on a different context if you add, in bed to it." The joke gets a laugh out of Mari and, maybe something that one would call a scowl from J'onn. I think by now he just puts up with me.
"This is Trish Tilby reporting live from, Millennium City. Today with help from the Tabula Rasa Corporation, the current leader in the bio-engineering of green technology, is set to unveil it's latest product tomorrow, the company claims that their press conference will and I'm reading from the press release here, "Change the course of the 21st and what it means to be truly human". Big words...." The voice and picture echo from the monitor behind Mari's chair.
"How could a cosmetic company claim to change the course of the 21st century, unless they found the fountain of youth? I remember when I modeled one of their perfumes." Mari gazes at the monitor, Trish Tilby stands in front of the glowing neon Tabula Rasa building in the middle of the gothic city. Between Millennium City and Bludhaven, Gotham looks like a paradise.
"They tried to buy the majority shares of KordOmni when they decided to go green a few years ago. But I'd swear I've seen them somewhere else since then. J'onn can you access their business records from here, they don't have any government contracts by chance do they?" I've seen the name somewhere recently. Just wish I knew where.
J'onn's faster then Oracle with the computers, he's modified this particular set with not only New Genesis technology but some Martian programming as well, its almost like he’s communicating with the computer telepathically. The list of the companies dealings is generated quicker then I would have guessed and its still large. Lots of subsidiaries and various holdings.
"They have their fingers in lots of different pots." I sit in the chair besides J'onn and begin to look it over. It doesn't take me long to find what I'm looking for using a few key phrase searches and J'onn's search engine. The name sits highlighted underneath a folder for government contracts.
"What is it Ted?" Mari rests a hand on my shoulder as she and J'onn stare at the screen with me.
"Maxwell Lord. Looks likes they had dealings with both him and the Global Guardians." I catch J'onn walking towards one of the Watch Towers windows, the satellite spinning with the earth ever so subtly.
"You think they've dealt with Brother Eye then?" Mari asks the question not directed towards anyone in particular.
"I don't know but I think it's worth checking out." I stand up pushing both myself and chair away from the console. If this company was connected with Max and Max had ties to the OMACs, that technology could. I can't let anything else happen to anyone. "Let me make a few phone calls."
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