21 Chapter 19: Justice League vs Ghost Rider 1
"Talking"
'Thinking'
"Ghost Rider voice"
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Unknown location, outside of Los Angeles, May 5, 20:29 UTC, 2015
"Flag, status" Amanda Waller's voice sounded from the intercom in the ear of a large, muscular man. Said man had a beard and trimmed military style hair and had a serious and attentive look on his face, checking every detail of the situation he was in.
He was Rick Flag, commander of the United States special forces, the Wolf's Unit. A unit composed of the best elites that the country has. That squadron was composed of at most 10 people, but those 10 people were comparable to a small army. When the government really wanted to secure a mission, they were the ones called. That's how good they were.
At this moment, this unit was preparing everything to leave. There were three small vehicles, two kinds of small tanks that had turrets for one of them to fire, placed in front and in the rear. In the middle was a transport van, fully armored, this was the vehicle where they would put the prisoner.
"Reporting. All three units ready, prisoner secured, ready to go. Request route confirmation" Rick replied to Amanda.
Amanda was monitoring everything inside a secret facility in Washington. In that facility there were more than 50 people working on monitors, frantically typing and analyzing every external element that could affect the mission. If it could be described, it would be like the operators monitoring a rocket launch at NASA. But this place was not monitoring a rocket launch, on the contrary, they were monitoring the transport of a prisoner.
The prisoner was strapped in a straitjacket and his feet were secured by chains. You would think it was extreme, but everyone knew how dangerous the Joker was, and how his madness had almost paralyzed, what was considered the most powerful nation in the world.
The Joker wore a smile all the time, as if he didn't care about the situation, as if everything was a simple joke... and maybe for him, it was.
"I won't repeat Flag, so listen up. You're going to transport Asset J to the airport via route A, no detours or delays, the area is already secured. 10 minutes max. Then you will enter the city area. That's the complicated part. We have already sent to stop the traffic so you have the clear way, but I can only stop it for 5 minutes, no more. Then, continue along the same route, until you leave the city and then after 5 kilometers you detour by route B, where you will get to the secret route to get behind the airport where General Lane will be waiting. He will be in charge after that"
"Understood, any additional information or possible threats affecting transportation?"
"None. Harley is being monitored in real time in Arkham, she is not a threat. Weather and traffic won't be a problem either. You have free route. Remember Flag, all in less than 30 minutes. We don't want to cause a scene to the media, the president asks for discretion"
"... and support from the League, won't we have?" asked Flag with doubt.
He, at his young age of 35, had been in more wars and dangerous situations than many retired veteran soldiers in their entire lives, endowing him with strong survival instincts bordering on the abnormal. At this moment, those instincts, which had saved his life numerous times, were telling him not to do this mission. Something was going to happen, something that would put him and his comrades at risk.
As good as they were, they were just simple men at the end. No powers. No superhuman abilities. Just simple outstanding soldiers. He firmly believed that this was the League's job, but the government was still quite upset with them. At the end of the day, better to blame an outsider than themselves.
"No, those idiots in tights don't know anything and that's fine" Amanda's voice became more stern.
"Listen, Flag. I've been tired of telling the president how those assholes with powers are a danger to our security, that letting them patrol and being the 'hero' just makes us look in the eyes of the world as weak, but he never listened to me. I finally had a chance to put pressure on the issue in the Senate. This operation is the test to be able to put an end to the games of those 'superheroes', so I don't want any mistakes. I promise you this, Flag, if all goes well, you and your friends will have a long and well deserved vacation all paid by me, but if you blow it...you'll be dealing with me"
"We won't let you down, ma'am"
"You better Flag. Now, synchronize watches and start the operation"
'Come on Flag, one more operation, you can do it' Rick sent his fears and doubts to the background, and went back to being the dedicated commander.
"COME ON YOU BASTARDS, ALL LOADED AND READY, WE'RE LEAVING IN 10"
"YES SIR!" they all replied in unison.
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On the way to one of the main roads of the city, which at this moment was totally deserted, strange for the time it was. On this road there were three vehicles driving at 80 km/hr. In the front and back were two tank-type vans, while in the center was a fully armored transport van, where they were transporting the Joker.
Rick turned to his handheld radio
"prisoner status"
A fully masked man in an armored special forces suit who was in the second vehicle where the prisoner was, turned to look at the Joker, who had a smile all the way. The Joker sensing his gaze looked back at him and smiled even harder.
"Do you want me to tell you a joke?"
"... prisoner status is fine"
"received"
Suddenly Amanda's voice rang in Flag's ear.
"Flag, you are about to enter the city, move the transmissions through the different Antennas so that there is no delay on our side."
"Understood" again he turned to the radio asking them to do as requested. A man in the van behind, also dressed in the same special forces outfit carrying a computer was frantically typing commands connecting to the city's antennas, this was so they could continue monitoring cameras and movements all in real time
They continued driving for a good minute until they finally entered the city. As they were going through the main avenue that had been cleared giving them a five minute cushion, Amanda's voice sounded again. However, her tone had completely changed, if it could be described, the always serious and authoritative tone had changed to one completely of nervousness and rush.
"FLAG, btzz btzz, something very fast is heading.... bttzz btzz btzz btzz"
"there is interference, repeat again" Flag requested.
"btzz Mach 0.8 btzz ground btzz btzz btzz btzz"
"Waller, can you hear me, Waller, WALLER.... damn it!"
Rick already only hears interference, communications were down. He quickly turned to the member of his team who was handling communications.
"Gomez, what's going on?"
"Sir, antenna 1 and 2 are down, I'm rerouting our comms right now..."
"hurry up, we are going blind at the moment and I don't like that"
"Sir, trouble. Antenna 3 and 4 are down, hold on...antenna 5 is down too...sir, we don't have antennas anymore. We can't communicate!"
"Damn, who the hell disconnected the antennas?" Rick exclaimed, at this point he was furious.
However, if he could see the antennas, he would see that they were not simply disconnected as he thought. On the contrary, they were completely destroyed. The metal of the antenna poles were split, and a strong bite mark was visible on each one.
"Sir, what do we do?" asked the man next to him who was driving. He too was quite confused by the situation, which just at this moment did not look good at all.
"tighten the pace, we have 2 minutes left, we can make it out of the city, with that we can try to reestablish communication outside"
"Yes sir" At that, the speed of the caravan increased from 80 at 100 km/hr. It was not ideal, but the situation was already urgent.
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"Hey sir"
"Yes?"
"don't you feel hot, I'm starting to sweat"
"Actually, it feels like it's hot... it's strange" Actually, Rick also started sweating intensely, he thought it was the nervousness of the situation, but so far, he had noticed that the air had warmed up
"ROOOOOOOOOAMMM"
Suddenly, they heard it, the loud noise of an engine. Through the rear view mirror they visualized how a fireball was approaching very quickly. After a few seconds, the ball already had its characteristics visually visible. Finally something was seen, that would give Rick nightmares at night.
Rick couldn't even describe what he was seeing, a...man? dressed in a black jacket with spikes protruding from his shoulders, with a skull head on fire, riding a motorcycle with flaming skull decorations.
Not even in his wildest dreams could he imagine this...thing. The sight had left him numb. 'What the fuck is that?' he could only wonder. His numbness was stopped by the voice of his men on the radio.
"Sir, sir, what do we do?"
"Take that thing down, NOW. Whatever it is, we can't let it get close" Rick demanded.
"Yes sir"
The tank in the back pulled out the turret, where a man was already mounted and ready to aim at the biker. Without hesitation he began firing dozens of shots aimed at any place that would incapacitate the being.
However, the biker skull was easily avoiding him, simply zigzagging all over the area, with his simple left hand on the handlebars.
The biker was getting closer and closer until, reaching a little over 50 meters, he grabbed a double-barreled shotgun with his right skeletal hand. When the turret had finally stopped firing, the motorcyclist took aim.
Directing his hand towards the right rear tire, two baseball sized balls came out of the shotgun. When the balls hit the tire, it neither thundered nor punctured. It simply melted as if it were the flimsiest material in the world.
This caused the vehicle to start skidding vertically on the left side. The driver began to move the steering wheel and, so as not to end up falling, the car ended up crashing hard into a nearby pole. Smoke started coming out of the hood, this vehicle was totally unusable at this point.
This whole situation was alien to the perpetrator, who did not stop driving the motorcycle until he reached the second vehicle. Charging again the shotgun with his power, shot again at the rear tire. However, this pickup was not as hard as the tank, which made that, when it started to skid, this one slid until the weight made it fall, flipping over and falling.
The flaming skull got off the bike, and approached the fallen truck, then with his power he melted the lock that guarded the back door where the prisoner was, which made the door open.
There, he 'saw' how the two soldiers that were guarding the prisoner were down, passed out from the heavy blow they had from the fallen van, but the Joker was fine, only with slight bruises on his face and blood on his lip, but fine. He was even smiling.
"hahahahaha uff how exciting, I haven't felt like that in years, do it again!" exclaimed the Joker. He doubted that even on the best roller coasters he couldn't feel such a thrill, he had to thank the ugly skull in front of him for amusing him so much.
"hey ugly, did Harley send you to find me?, get me out of these chains so I can get out of here. I need to plan how to overcome this feat"
However, the skull didn't move, it just looked at him for a good 10 seconds. After that time, finally the flaming skull moved.
The Joker didn't register when he ended up on the ground. Didn't register when his jaw was completely dislocated and how every tooth was falling out of place as blood gushed all over his mouth.
Nor did it register when he was again thrown hard against the pavement. The chains on his feet were destroyed, but he couldn't move because, he also didn't register how his legs were bent at angles that even in his greatest follies he didn't think possible.
He didn't register any of that, as it all happened in a few seconds... he was simply amused.
"ha...oh, ha, ha, ha, oh hahahahahahahahahaha, how funny"
"why are you laughing?" the skull spoke. His voice was low and rapping, straight out of the worst nightmares.
"Sorry. I'm not laughing at you. No, no. I love your work. I'm really feeling pain like never hahahahaha. I'm laughing because, I thought you were coming to take me out, hahahaa. Actually, you're coming to kill me, hahahahahaha. Oh God, the situation is ironic. But don't think it will be so easy to kill me. I'm an asset of quite a lot of interest to many people, you know?, I'll tell you a tip, you should be careful, buddy..."
"boom, boom, boom, boom, boom" the spirit of vengeance, being focused on the Joker, didn't notice that the van, where Rick Flag was, had approached where they were. He, also didn't notice when Rick himself got on the turret and started shooting.
"DIE YOU BASTARD AGGGGH"
The bullets hit his body like a heavy rain. Dozens of bullets thrown all over the skull's body, which made him writhe and dance like a rag doll. Smoke began to rise all over the place due to the dust raised by the projectiles. When Flag finished firing more than 500 bullets, the skull lay there, still and inert, the fire in its head had been extinguished, it was just there... suspended.
Rick thought it was all over, after all, who could withstand over 500 direct bullets that could easily cut through steel? As he prepared to go down and get a grip on the situation, the skull fire in his head flared up again. Its empty sockets stared directly at him.
Rick realized he was screwed, barely able to jump out of the truck when the skull opened its mouth and with a loud "RAAAAAAAAAAAAAAGH", spat out every one of the 500 bullets that had been fired at it.
All the bullets ricocheted off the tank. Even though it was armored, the bullets had left heavy dents in the metal due to the power of the attack.
When it was over, Rick peeked out from the other side of where he was hiding, and saw how just the skull was still there as if nothing. Rick knew that the situation had overtaken him. To hell with Waller, to hell with everything. He quickly made the decision to save his comrades.
"Attention everyone, make your way to vehicle 1, but make it slowly, we are leaving"
Everyone in the squad, some badly wounded, others simply frightened by what they had just witnessed slowly walked towards the vehicle, that was still standing.
Rick kept ever contact with the skull to see what it would do. Though he doubted it could engage him, he would at least try to stall it long enough for his men to get out. However, this one didn't move, he simply let the squadron get on and leave.
Rick finally was the last one to get on. Before go, he gave him one last look to that thing and nodded to him, and he could have sworn the skull nodded back, but this may have been an illusion.
"Let's go, we have no business here anymore"
"Yes sir"
He knew Amanda would give him the punishment of a lifetime for failing, but at least, they would still be alive, and that's all he cared about right now
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Edgar had let those men go because, one, they were simply soldiers just following orders and, two, because their commander made the right decision to leave. If they had decided to stay and fight... he would have acted.
After this setback, Edgar was finally able to concentrate on the mission he had come to perform. The Joker lay a few meters away from him, unable to move, unable to walk, Edgar had easily immobilized him, the last thing he wanted was a Joker that could escape without getting his punishment.
"make them run away like dogs with their tails between their legs. I must admit it, you're pretty tough, buddy, hahaha" the Joker exclaimed amused. He had the front row of such a show. Clearly, it amused him too much.
Edgar walked towards him, he had wasted enough time, it was no longer necessary to delay the inevitable. Even if Edgar would have wanted him to suffer more, he knew that this madman would simply laugh or ignore him. It was time to finish what he came for.
Lifting him by the collar, Edgar brought the Joker's face directly over his eyes.
"It was a funny situation, buddy...but I wasn't referring to him, when I mentioned that you should take care of yourself"
"LOOK AT-"
Edgar could no longer continue his sentence when a wire wrapped around the Joker's limp body. Then, an explosive batarang flew right into Edgar's hand holding the Joker which made him let go when it exploded right on his wrist, which made the wire able to pull the Joker away and fly him away heading to the top of a building on the East Side.
There, on top of the building, the Joker was held by a man dressed as a bat, who held him tightly.
"Bats, you missed me, didn't you?"
Batman paid no attention to the Joker. His gaze, never left the biker-clad skull just below him. He then took four balls the size of golf balls from his belt, and threw them hard at Edgar. Edgar never moved, he kept looking towards Batman, specifically towards his soul, only one thought was in his head
'Bruce Wayne is Batman, how interesting'
When the balls hit the ground, they exploded generating a gas so dense and powerful that it obstructed anyone's view.
Batman moved, running to the other point on the roof of the building where he had his jet waiting for him. He quickly climbed in and set out to head elsewhere. He needed to get the Joker away quickly.
He strapped the Joker into the jet's main bay and he headed for the controls. With quick commands, he engaged the thrusters heading for Gotham City, but as the plane began to move forward, it stopped. Batman frowned at this, but simply moved the handle activating the thrusters at full power, but again, the plane never moved. He made his way to the intercom where he contacted his faithful friend and butler Alfred.
"Alfred, are there problems with the thrusters?"
"Sir, the parameters indicate that the thrusters are fine, however, the sensors are registering a heavy weight at the rear of the jet"
"Give me cameras, Alfred"
Alfred projected the view of the rear cameras, there he could see how a chain was coiled on the part of the left rear axle. The chain had a sharp point that was embedded very close to the propeller.
The camera also indicated that the person holding it was none other than Edgar, who was holding the chain tightly with both hands. Suddenly, he began to shake his hands left and right which made the plane start to shake strongly.
The strong shaking caused the thrusters, which were operating at full power, to start to fail and shut down, causing the plane to lose power, and Edgar began to pull it more easily, knocking it to the ground.
The plane began to plummet.
Batman didn't hesitate and headed for the bay where the Joker was, grabbing it, he pushed a button that ejected them with a parachute a few meters before the plane finally gave way and fell completely to the ground.
The plane crashed hard into the ground, then as if that wasn't enough, the thrusters that had been used at full power had exploded, generating a chain reaction that caused the entire ship to explode.
The explosion was so powerful that it could be seen several kilometers away. The scene was beginning to be chaotic. If the whole situation had not caught the attention of the press before, this certainly would.
Batman, who had the parachute strapped to his back, flew due to the shock wave and crashed hard against the ground, releasing the Joker meters ahead of where he had fallen. After the fall, when he reacted and prepared to cut the parachute with his batarang, the sight that greeted him froze his blood.
Edgar was grabbing the Joker by the neck and they were looking at each other face to face.
"LOOK AT ME" demanded Edgar. It was time for the Joker to suffer his punishment. It was time for him to repent for his sins.
The Joker stood still for a moment, looking into the sockets of that being out of nightmares. Joker had a blank look on his face because, in his head, he was reliving every detail of his life. Every failure. Every victory. Every death caused due to his follies. EVERYTHING.
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However, what Edgar expected never happened. The penance look had not worked.
"JA, who shot that movie of my life? Clearly took my bad side"
Was the Joker more evil than Steppenwolf or did he have more willpower than him? The answer in a simple and big NO.
Actually, the answer as to why the penance look had failed was quite simple. The Joker's madness was such that he did not distinguish between right and wrong, which meant that he had no regrets in his heart.
To him, all the suffering he had caused was just a simple bloody joke. Failures, victories, destruction, death, it all didn't matter, he just wanted to see the world break... At the end of the day, life was a big fucking joke.
Edgar wouldn't let go though, the penance look hadn't worked, but he wouldn't let someone this dangerous stay alive. If it didn't work the easy way, then he would do it the hard way, he would burn him to ashes. Starting to warm up his hands to generate his hellfire, he was interrupted by Batman's voice, who said something that rather surprised him
"Let it go, Edgar"
This made Edgar pause. 'How could he possibly know who I am?'
Batman continued.
"It's you, right?, Edgar Bones, born in 1918 in Santa Fe, New Mexico, son of William Bones and Carolina Guzman. Your parents died in a questionable fire, the authorities blamed you, their son, who had fled and was declared missing as the prime suspect, but you never disappeared, you became this... thing, which caused you to go into hiding, am I right?"
"... How?" Edgar asked doubtfully. This confirmed Batman's theory that this thing was Edgar, he still had his doubts, and knew that if he was wrong all was lost, but fortunately he had gotten it right. Batman continued
"I investigated. You had a very clean record, but I found your hidden account that carried money to the monastery in Valencia. You are the only one in the Revenger Group that has ties in Valencia. That's how I confirmed that you were the secret owner of the Revenger Group. However, something about your personal information didn't add up, so I kept digging...
Your and your parents' papers were very well done. Anyone could admit that they are true, but I am not just anyone. Also, said parents have no photo, no information that I linked to them at this time, so I decided to backtrack. This led me to newspaper clippings, there was little information, but I slowly pieced the whole case together, which led me to deduce from the times of your disappearance with the sightings of a skull shaped monster that it was likely to be you.
Throughout history they speak of a being punishing sinners, tales of terror to children mainly in Latin America. Urban legends simply. But you were real. You were the cause of the myth of the mysterious death of Hitler burned... you were the cause of the mysterious death of Steppenwolf, 5 years ago..."
"You figured it out, well done…Bruce" that's right, Edgar also knew Batman's secret, his secret identity. No matter what costume Batman wore, to Edgar's special eyes that saw the same souls, the secret identity was not a mystery.
Batman opened his eyes because of this, he thought he had an advantage over him knowing his past, but at this moment they were level, someone knowing his identity brought a lot of trouble. There, he realized again in the terrible situation he was in. The Joker had heard this.
The Joker, who was listening to the whole conversation opened his eyes at this revelation.
"Bruce... Bruce Wayne, oh hahaha, just when I thought you couldn't surprise me anymore Batsy. You always throw me these tight corners, that take me by surprise"
This brought unimaginable consequences. Only a select number of people, including the League and a few trusted insiders knew his secret identity. He didn't know what to do with the Joker because of this, but first, Batman had to get him out of the precarious situation he was in.
Quickly Batman activated the League's emergency button, asking for reinforcements, clearly Edgar was far beyond him, he needed the League's heavyweights to get out of this situation.
Besides, although his research could give him some ideas of what kind of abilities he could have. Batman did not know in depth the abilities of this being. So, he had no feasible plan that could neutralize it. He didn't want to risk it, he just hoped that the League as a whole, could manage to neutralize it.
His demeanor was back to the same as always, this was not the time for regrets, he needed to buy time... reinforcements would be arriving soon.
"Now release the Joker, Edgar, he was not the guilty for the situation and destruction of the Revenger Group. Release him, and come with me. We can work together and bring the real culprits to Justice. Besides... Diana will be happy to know you are alive. Don't you want that?, See her?, Do you think, she will be happy to see you become a murderer?"
Batman was using a dirty tactic, using the person's involved feelings to make him hesitate, but this was the only thing that would work at this point. Edgar clearly had superior strength and speed, plus his fire was quite dangerous.
"HE DOESN'T DESERVE TO LIVE" Edgar said with rage, however, his mind only wondered, would Diana forgive him if he does this?, if he kills the Joker?
The grip was slowly loosening the more Batman spoke, their conversation was working. Edgar was beginning to doubt.
Batman continued his tirade.
"Believe me, I know better than anyone, how much suffering the Joker has brought. I, too many times, debated ending him permanently. But we, the heroes, are not executioners Edgar. We don't decide who lives and who dies. That's the line that sets us apart from them"
But as he said this last, Edgar tightened his grip on the Joker again. His doubts were lost,
'Hero?, I've never been a hero'
"That's where you're wrong Bruce...I've never been a hero, and unlike you, I do decide who lives and who dies"
The skeletal hands ignited, the fire slowly spread throughout the Joker's body burning him quickly. Quickly the Joker ignited like a bonfire, his skin began to melt, leaving only bones, the fire was so powerful that those bones were also slowly melting. In spite of such torture, the Joker never stopped laughing.
"HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA"
Before disappearing due to his impending death the Joker glimpsed the look of disbelief Batman had
'Yeah, that's the look I wanted to see. But will it be enough to make you give in to the madness?'
The Joker didn't mind his death, he only regretted not being able to see if at last, Batman would give in to his wishes. After all...they were both the same.
Batman reacted quickly and threw several explosive batarangs towards Edgar's hands, however, it was too late, when the charge had exploded and Edgar's hands had released the Joker... the Joker no longer existed, only ashes remained.
Batman could not believe it, his greatest rival, his greatest nemesis, lay dead... not even his bones were left. There he snapped, and with unprecedented ferocity he attacked Edgar.
'Why did you have to kill him?' he threw a right punch.
'Why cross the line and kill him?' he threw a left punch.
He knew the Joker was a madman and brought disgrace wherever he was, but killing him was not the solution, they were NOT assassins.
Batman made a quick 360° turn and gave a strong kick to Edgar's face, however, Edgar never moved, on the contrary, Batman's leg was numb from the attack, if I could describe it, it felt like kicking the strongest steel, however, this did not stop him from continuing to attack. Batman was no longer using the reason and logic that characterized him, at this moment he was only attacking with rage.
Left punch, right punch, each blow was harder than the previous one, blood was coming out of Batman's knuckles, clearly his hand was quite battered from punching Edgar's face, but he, ignoring the pain, persisted.
"WHY DID YOU DO IT" right fist.
"KILLING HIM WAS NOT THE SOLUTION" left punch.
However, as he was about to strike again, Edgar finally moved, and with his hand stopped the blow Batman was about to deliver. Then he clenched his fist and with one swift movement, it broke his wrist.
"Aaaag" Batman exclaimed. He felt how his right hand fingers were completely broken at this moment.
"It's done Bruce, the Joker is dead. The world is a better place without him"
"Aaaaggggg" Bruce angrily lashed out again with what little strength he had left in his free hand, but it was grabbed again by Edgar. Then bringing him closer, Edgar swiftly and forcefully punched Bruce's face, however, Edgar kept his grip on his hand preventing Bruce from flying away.
Edgar repeatedly punched Batman's face, each blow sending flesh and blood flying from Bruce's face.
Edgar punched and punched. Bruce was barely maintaining consciousness by sheer force of will, but it was slowly giving way. Bruce with his other hand was trying to break free from his grip, but it was useless, Edgar was powerful, Batman didn't stand a chance.
When he was finally giving in to unconsciousness and Edgar was about to hit him again, a strong heat laser hit Edgar that made him let go and fly away. A fast blur take Batman and sent him into a far corner.
Superman had arrived, and quickly pulled Batman away to a far corner. He strongly regretted not having flown faster. His friend's condition was deplorable, he didn't know what would have happened if he had arrived a minute later...maybe Bruce would be dead.
At this moment, his eyes shone brightly, he was quite angry and the culprit of his friend's situation was slowly getting up, from where he was sent flying.
"Rest up buddy, I got this"
"No, Superman, cough cough, wait for backup, cough, he's too strong, cough"
"So am I"
Superman slowly laid Batman down and flew back to where Edgar was already up and ready.
Batman's consciousness was dropping, but just before he activated the League's general intercom and spoke.
"Batman to all League cough cough, Alpha code, I repeat, we have an Alpha code cough" the Alpha code was a special code for individuals dangerous towards the safety of the world. To date only, one Alpha code had been recorded in the history of the League... it was for Steppenwolf. Saying this, Batman fainted.
Superman stood less than 500 meters from Edgar. They both looked at each other, one with red eyes, the other with empty sockets. Edgar had his chain tied around his torso, and his gun, was in a holster strapped to his back. Superman was floating there, staring with red, angry eyes at Edgar. They both stared at each other without moving from their place.
Just at that moment a light shone brightly in the area where the two individuals were standing. A helicopter had arrived in the area.
"Lois Lane reporting to the nation, at this moment it appears that Superman is in a confrontation with, what can only be described as a monster out of the worst nightmares. You can see the ground cracked due to fighting conditions, but we don't know what could have caused such a situation. We will continue to report all live"
It was a news helicopter, which was broadcasting live that moment to the entire nation, the commentator on top of the helicopter narrating was Lois Lane herself, along with her faithful cameraman and partner, Jimmy Olsen. Even though she was narrating everything with professionalism, inside, she was a little scared and worried
'Come on Clark, you can do it'
That's right. Clark, in this year, had finally proposed to Lois and told her his secret. Although their relationship was still secret, due to newspaper policy, Lois loved Clark very much. Clearly, she was worried about her lover.
After a minute of staring at each other, both individuals finally moved...
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AN:
Finally, we have Discord
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For someone who only used discord to play Among Us in pandemic, I think it looked pretty good. Anyway, I will improve it in the future
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