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Posted by Blue Beetle
on 6/10/2009, 8:15 pm, in reply to "Version 2.0 (Part I)"
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"Angle Man? Really?" Chase Stein raises the fistagons that cover his hands. A snort from the nose of Old Lace brings a smile to his face, this was going to be easy. Next to him stand his friends, Molly, Niko, Carolina, Victor and Clara. "I mean c'mon hasn't Mega Man kicked your ass enough?"
"And who the hell are you?" The man across from him raises the triangle shaped object in his right hand, a large briefcase of money in his left, his fist clenching tighter around the handle.
"We're the defenders of the lonely, the oppressed, the..." Molly's eyes glow a faint hue of purple as her mutant power begins to manifest.
"We're the protectors of LA and you're on our turf." Victor finishes Molly's speech he himself getting caught up in the moment.
"Niko, Victor's stealing my thunder!" Molly stomps her foot the ground below her cracking from the stress of her strength.
"That's enough you two, we were supposed to be getting supplies but of course nothing ever goes right." Niko points the Staff of One at the rogue. A simple trip to the store, it always starts with a simple something.
"You're joking right, your kids? Have you seen how kids end up in this business? It's never very pleasant, trust me." Pushing the triangle shaped glasses up on his nose he points the angler in his right hand at the team of teenagers. "Sorry but I have to go, I've got a client in San Francisco, let me know how the stratosphere is, will you?"
A blast of light bursts from the angler hitting the teens before they have a chance to move.
"Guys, I think we're floating?" Victor watches as his feet begin to lift off of the ground.
"I've always wanted to fly! YAY!" Molly's words rush from her mouth as they continue to ascend.
"Really?" Chase moans, Old Lace struggling to get a footing.
"Car, you mind taking care of Magic Jack down there, while I get use back on solid ground?" Niko watches as Carolina begins to glow every color of the rainbow at the same time. She streaks across the sky towards their attacker the light ebbs and flows from her body engulfing the thief in a cloud of fluorescent light.
"Everyone hold on. GROUNDED!" The words reverberate through the air, as the Runaways fall back to the earth.
"Victor, if you please." Niko grins; electricity crackling from Victor's hands, the jolts are enough to stun him before he even knows what happened.
"That's a wrap. Another win for the good guys." As the teenagers begin to regroup they hear the sounds of the battle armored covered soldiers approach them, their faces covered behind goggles and helmets, carrying what look to be weapons out of a bad sci-fi movie.
"You know, this is why we don't go out?" Niko and her companions press closer together as the strange soldiers encircle them.
"This place makes Gotham look as shiny as Metropolis." I look over at the young man standing next to me, the few phone calls I had made paying off in spades.
"I thought the same thing oddly enough. What is your opinion of Rock Operas? Because I had the weirdest dream the other night." Tim laughs, he's a good kid, trained by the best.
"You think they're going to buy this?" Tim Drake looks up at me. In the distance the sound of police sirens can be heard, they haven't stopped since we got in from the air port.
"Of course they are, I'm here to verify the technology and you're here on behalf of Bruce and the rest of the board." I smile as we walk toward the bright white Tabula Rasa building; it illuminates the dark center of the Northwestern city. "You ready Mr. Drake?"
"All that secret agent stuff really went to your head didn't it?" He raises an eyebrow, for a moment the sirens are drowned out by a loud clap of thunder.
"Little bit."
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