The 'World of Heroes: DC Style" RPG Season II

[MST3K 4ever]

*Hal pulls out his cellphone and dials a number*

"Lex, want to do lunch? To talk about the security I'm in charge of..."

Lex answers his phone seeing that it is Hal he answers. He leaves the board room for a moment and says to Hal, "Lunch sounds like a good time to discuss things. However I am in need of your services as head of security. Could you please report to the boardroom as soon as you can?"

 

[batnkevlar]

"Yeah, I'll be right there..."

*Hal puts the books back on the shelves at Borders and packs up his things. He then heads towards LexCorp.*

 

[RoseRedStrauss]

*Hunter, still in his civi clothes, thinks in his motel room. Then a light bulb goes off.*

"Of course."

*Split screen action, like in the movies.*

Robin, "Hello, Mrs. Zolomon." || Hunter, "Hello, Linda"

[OOC]Sry for bunnying. Oh yea, I'm going to assume Linda doesn't know Zoom's secret identity, for the sake of story.[/OOC]

 

[GammaMike]

Deep beneath the Atlantic Ocean, Orin sat in his throne room. He bristled with anger and rightous indignation. " Such Insolence, he breathed tersely.

" The Injustice Society takes it upon themselves too bring there corruption to my Oceans!" , he exclaimed imperiously.

" This is an affront to my domain!" , he stands abruptly after striking his S.T.A.R Lab produced prosthetic left hand down on the side of his thrown in imputant wrath.

He strides powerfully across the floor to a portal where he appears to monitor the ocean without, but in fact is in deep thought. He is a regal figure, standing at 6 ft 4, with muscles honed beyond what any normal human could attain. His lon blond hair fell across bare shoulders that obviously belonged to a warrior. During his moment of introspection, he retracted his proshetic hand, and revealed his Vandium Titanim harpoon. It was a visible indication that his thoughts had turned from mere venting of anger, to those of martial strategem. He opened himself up and accessed The Clear, an innate ability he had that allowed him universal conciousness of all marine life. As, the Ocean King he was responsible for all life that teemed beneath the waters surface.
He immediately percieved the unrest of the fish and sea mammals in the viscinity of the Injustice Society's former sealab. He decided that he needed to do something about the various androids and robot sharks left , still active after the destruction and abandonment of the Sea lab.

" Ready my escort, " he instructed his servants, his voice ringing with cold unrelenting athourity." We will finish off what my brothers in the Justice League so casually have forgoten!"

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[batnkevlar]

OOC: Well, I would normally say you can't play until I give you the go... but I'll let this slide... but which version Aquaman are you? Pre-water hand? Water hand? TAS?

 

[Twitch]

"Hello Mrs. Zolomon, is your husband home?"

"No not at the moment young man"

Okay thanks

I know my husband loves The Flash

Hmmm.... Thanks

 

[Phantasm]

IC:Barbara Gordon

My eyes flutter open and the world around me blurs into slight focus.I stare into the white blankness of the ceiling before me not really knowing where I am or what brought me here. Eager to seek the answers, I shift my head to the side and am attacked by a sudden wave of dizzyness.After closing my eyes shut to ward it off, I open them again and for the first time notice Dad's form slumped against a chair.His chin restING on his chest, his eyes closed behind the large glasses sitting on the bridge of his nose.

"...Dad..."I attempt to wake him up in a raspy voice.

When he doesnt seem to take notice I try again, at which he suddenly jumps awake,eyes blinking rapidly.His eyes rest on me and a sudden wave of familiarity washes over me.Lex Luthor...the operation...

As he walks over and leans over my lying form,placing a gentle kiss on my forehead,fear settles in. His eyes cature mine, "Are you feeling okay,sweetheart?"

Withot breaking our gaze, I find my head shaking in a slight nod, mortified at the growing lump at the my throat and the all too familar sting around the corners of my eyes.Please...don't tell me it was all a Failure.Although I had tried to curb my potential enthusiasm at the possibilty of walking again, I had to admit that I was not prepared to deal with any other possibility right now.

In a small, cautious voice I ask the potentially dangerous, inevitable question, "...How did it go?"

His moustached mouth curves in a small smile, "Well.Very well infact, sweetheart."

 

[MST3K 4ever]

IC:Barbara Gordon

My eyes flutter open and the world around me blurs into slight focus.I stare into the white blankness of the ceiling before me not really knowing where I am or what brought me here. Eager to seek the answers, I shift my head to the side and am attacked by a sudden wave of dizzyness.After closing my eyes shut to ward it off, I open them again and for the first time notice Dad's form slumped against a chair.His chin restING on his chest, his eyes closed behind the large glasses sitting on the bridge of his nose.

"...Dad..."I attempt to wake him up in a raspy voice.

When he doesnt seem to take notice I try again, at which he suddenly jumps awake,eyes blinking rapidly.His eyes rest on me and a sudden wave of familiarity washes over me.Lex Luthor...the operation...

As he walks over and leans over my lying form,placing a gentle kiss on my forehead,fear settles in. His eyes cature mine, "Are you feeling okay,sweetheart?"

Withot breaking our gaze, I find my head shaking in a slight nod, mortified at the growing lump at the my throat and the all too familar sting around the corners of my eyes.Please...don't tell me it was all a Failure.Although I had tried to curb my potential enthusiasm at the possibilty of walking again, I had to admit that I was not prepared to deal with any other possibility right now.

In a small, cautious voice I ask the potentially dangerous, inevitable question, "...How did it go?"

His moustached mouth curves in a small smile, "Well.Very well infact, sweetheart."

(OCC: Hey there I am going to help you out a bit with an appearance by Dr. Hatcher to help you get Batgirl into the game a little faster.)

Dr. Hatcher enters the room and smiles at Barbara Gordon. She says, "Hello Miss Gordon I am Dr. Lauren Hatcher, and I was the doctor who performed the surgery on your spine." She looks at her father and says, "Hello Commissioner Gordon...your daughter is a remarkable and brave woman"

She looks back at Barbara and says, "Time for one test to see if everything worked." She moves down to her feet and pulls out a needle. She then lightly pokes Barbara's feet. Barbara reacts to each poke with grimaces of pain...then finally she sticks the needle in her foot and Barbara yelps and jerks her legs back.

Dr Lauren smiles and says, "Well that confirms it...you definetly have feeling in your legs. I think we can say the operation was a success. However before you get up and start running up and down the halls...there are somethings you need to know. Your legs haven't had to move in sometime, so they will be without a doubt weak and for the first few times your legs are going to be in pain. It will take sometime for them to get used to movement again. Like any muscle though the more you work them the stronger they will get. I have little question or doubt though that you'll come through with flying colors. Well if you both will excuse me I have some reports to file and I'll set up your re-hab schedule as soon as possible. I am sure at some point Mr. Luthor will be down to see you. He is the one that made this all possible. If it wasn't for his persuasive speech at the board of directors then none of this would have happened." She turns to go and says, "Barbara..congratualtions."

Dr. Hatcher leaves the room.

 

[Spike_x1]

The metallo-bodied killer was pulling the Parasite back to him with a deathgrip around his neck. Rudy's vision was going black and he was fresh out of ideas as to how to defeat Metallo. Corben had every advantage over Parasite; he was made out of metal, meaning Rudy couldn't drain him. He could create any mechanical machine of death simply by imagining it. His strength rivaled that of Superman. He didn't have a single weakness that Rudy Jones could exploit.

Or did he?

Like Rudy himself, Corben was egotistical. Never willing to accept the fact that he could be beaten. Never willing to fully think things through before doing them. That was the key.

The Parasite swallowed the blood that was rushing up his throat, into his mouth. He had to keep the illusion that he was confident of his situation.

"So Corben, I guess you think you've got me beat, huh? You've finally taken down Superman."

"What the bloody hell are you babbling about?"

"I'm babbling about me, you jerk. Haven't you been keeping up with the news broadcasts? There was a big rumble between the Justice Dweebs and the Injustice Society recently. You think that I didn't get ahold of Superman at anytime during that fight?"

". . ."

"You're a complete moron if you thought for one second that I'd let you get this close to me without a plan."

"We'll see how far your 'plan' will get you." said Corben with a sinister smile. His chest cavity opened with a hiss, revealing, through his burned clothes, the chunk of kryptonite that powered his metallic body.

The Parasite laughed. He couldn't help it. Metallo had just killed himself. With his hands sticky with his purple blood, Parasite reached outward and grabbed onto the piece of kryptonite. Corben screamed with surprise as Rudy drained Metallo's power source dry.

"If it can power you, than it can POWER ME TOO!"

The Parasite let Metallo's useless junkpile of a body crumple to the ground. The Parasite was back in full swing.

 

[HuyLantern]

The metallo-bodied killer was pulling the Parasite back to him with a deathgrip around his neck. Rudy's vision was going black and he was fresh out of ideas as to how to defeat Metallo. Corben had every advantage over Parasite; he was made out of metal, meaning Rudy couldn't drain him. He could create any mechanical machine of death simply by imagining it. His strength rivaled that of Superman. He didn't have a single weakness that Rudy Jones could exploit.

Or did he?

Like Rudy himself, Corben was egotistical. Never willing to accept the fact that he could be beaten. Never willing to fully think things through before doing them. That was the key.

The Parasite swallowed the blood that was rushing up his throat, into his mouth. He had to keep the illusion that he was confident of his situation.

"So Corben, I guess you think you've got me beat, huh? You've finally taken down Superman."

"What the bloody hell are you babbling about?"

"I'm babbling about me, you jerk. Haven't you been keeping up with the news broadcasts? There was a big rumble between the Justice Dweebs and the Injustice Society recently. You think that I didn't get ahold of Superman at anytime during that fight?"

". . ."

"You're a complete moron if you thought for one second that I'd let you get this close to me without a plan."

"We'll see how far your 'plan' will get you." said Corben with a sinister smile. His chest cavity opened with a hiss, revealing, through his burned clothes, the chunk of kryptonite that powered his metallic body.

The Parasite laughed. He couldn't help it. Metallo had just killed himself. With his hands sticky with his purple blood, Parasite reached outward and grabbed onto the piece of kryptonite. Corben screamed with surprise as Rudy drained Metallo's power source dry.

"If it can power you, than it can POWER ME TOO!"

The Parasite let Metallo's useless junkpile of a body crumple to the ground. The Parasite was back in full swing.

OOC: Spike_x1, your storyline rocks man!

 

[RoseRedStrauss]

"Hello Mrs. Zolomon, is your husband home?"

"No not at the moment young man"

Okay thanks

I know my husband loves The Flash

Hmmm.... Thanks

[OOC]>< you make me sound gay. And it's a bit ooc with Ashley, but whatever, I guess I'll see you at Wally's house[/OOC]

Zolomon, "Hello Linda, I was wondering if you knew where Wally was, I'm an old friend of his."

Linda, "No, not that I know of."

Zolomon, "Nothing? Are you sure?"

Linda, "No, now please leave."

*She attempts to clothes the door, but Hunter stops it with his hand.*

Zolomon, "I implore you to think harder Mrs. West."

Linda, "NO! I don't KNOW, now please leave."

*She finally slams the door shut, only to turn around and find that Zolomon is behind her.*

Zolomon, "NOT the answer I was looking for, now TELL ME WHERE THE FLASH IS!"

*Too emphasize his point, he smashes his fist into the wall next to him.*

Linda, "Who ARE you?"

Zolomon, "Maybe this will remind you."

*Zolomon fazes out and back in, having changed his outfit."

Linda, "You..."

Zolomon, "That's right Linda, I'm back~"

::Insert loud scream::

[OOC]Cough, this is where Robin comes in, cough cough[/OOC]

 

[HuyLantern]

*In Vanity, on top of an abandon factory, Sinestro stands motionless. With the effects of the gas wearing away, Sinestro is able to move. He walks downstairs to see the progress of the battle droids’ renovation of the factory. (He managed to savage some from the old “IS” sea lab.)*

“You are all doing a great job, if you don’t mind I shall be making a trip down south to make the higher ups happy.”

*He activates his smart portal and walks through.*

*In the streets of St. Roch, Louisiana, a man dressed in black manages to sneak inside the first national bank. As he tries to find the vault in the dark, he purposely trips the silent alarm. Within seconds Carter Hall crashes through the skylight above, he hovers down and grabs the burglar. The intense grapple unveils the hood the burglar was wearing, revealing a yellow humanoid construct. The constructs deforms to become raw energy, and absorbs itself into Carter. The yellow energy overloads all of his five senses, including his mind. Not able to handle this much pressure, Hall falls to the ground, and is K’Oed. Behind the window across the way, Sinestro was controlling everything with his ring.*

“Blast this inferior new ring. It took every ounce of energy to subdue that Neanderthal and it was only so little.”

*Sinestro breaks the window and climbs inside. He takes off Hall’s wings and ports out with his smart portal.*

 

[Twitch]

[OOC]>< you make me sound gay. And it's a bit ooc with Ashley, but whatever, I guess I'll see you at Wally's house[/OOC]

Zolomon, "Hello Linda, I was wondering if you knew where Wally was, I'm an old friend of his."

Linda, "No, not that I know of."

Zolomon, "Nothing? Are you sure?"

Linda, "No, now please leave."

*She attempts to clothes the door, but Hunter stops it with his hand.*

Zolomon, "I implore you to think harder Mrs. West."

Linda, "NO! I don't KNOW, now please leave."

*She finally slams the door shut, only to turn around and find that Zolomon is behind her.*

Zolomon, "NOT the answer I was looking for, now TELL ME WHERE THE FLASH IS!"

*Too emphasize his point, he smashes his fist into the wall next to him.*

Linda, "Who ARE you?"

Zolomon, "Maybe this will remind you."

*Zolomon fazes out and back in, having changed his outfit."

Linda, "You..."

Zolomon, "That's right Linda, I'm back~"

::Insert loud scream::

[OOC]Cough, this is where Robin comes in, cough cough[/OOC]

Robin came out of nowwhere striking Zoom a huge uppercut knocking the air out of him.

Zoom:"You bastard"

Robin had no time to reply he had to keep moving to keep his advantage he vaulted over Zoom hitting him in the back. He was tiring these complex moves took a toll on him. Then all of the sudden Zoom caught him with 1,000,000 punches. Robin felt pain all over his body it felt like he was roasting over the fires of hell. He fell to his knees, Zoom raised his fist to finish him off...

Linda:NO!
Zoom: Where is he?
Linda:In the Alantic somewhere

Zoom sped off towards the port.

Linda caught Robin as he fell

Robin: I am sorry Master, I have failed you.

Occ: Robin is not dead. Rose you take it from here.
But Robin will have his vengence.

 

[nixonbat]

Digger Harkness arrived late in the afternoon by means of a small Cessna plane in the middle of an airstrip cut into the deep jungles of the Congo.

He arrived with only one satchel of supplies.

The pilot noticed that there was no one there to greet him. "Uh...you gonna be ok left out here?," he asked.

"Gonna be just fine," Digger replied. He waited for the pilot to leave the airstrip and searched for any other incoming aircraft. Pleased to find that he had not been tailed, he performed an inventory of his duffle bag:

4 litres of fresh water.
1 pound of dried beef.
3 sets of clean socks and underwear.
1 Sharpened hunting knife.
1 Frying pan.
1 complete set of dinnerware.
15 sharp as could be, wooden boomerangs.
6 Foster's on ice in a small cooler.
$10,000 US dollars cash.
Phony VISA.

'Looks like I'm set for my first evening,' he thought. And with that, he snatched up his duffle and began his slow hike into the jungle. His peaceful arrival was somewhat brief, however...

Digger had hiked only 15 minutes from the airstrip before encoutering some locals that had witnessed his clandestine arrival.

The obvious leader of the small pack of a dozen or so bandits, that came from seemingly nowhere, blocking Diggers' path addressed him forcefully in a language unfamiliar to him.

"Oy, mates...no trouble here...just here on a walk-about..." he said. Immediately he could see that these were not men of reason. He then knelt and slowly opened his bag and reached in. With his left hand, he withdrew a short stack of $20 US dollar bills...his right hand remained in the bag. "What say you lads let me pay a small toll and be on me way?" he asked.

Seeing the money, the bandits moved forward...disregarding the words spoken by the white foreigner.

Digger then removed his right hand from the bag. It held four boomerangs. The bandits had hesitated when he first withdrew his hand, but chuckled and advanced further when they saw the curved wooden objects and not a gun.

"This's yer last warning mates...take the bloody cash, or I'll keep me money and lay waste to the lot of yeh," he said. He meant it, too. This was just a working vacation for Digger and while he didn't mind paying a toll here and there to a working thief, he'd be damned if he was gonna take any sh** off anyone that intended to be unreasonable.

The bandits withdrew a few machete's, knives, and 2 hanguns between the lot of them. Digger sighed, "Well, if this's how'ye want it gents..."

It took 14 seconds, and then the jungle was silent.

Digger had embedded a boomerang in the carotid artery of one bandit holding a gun. The other gun wielder found himself firing blindly...literally...as a boomerang penetrated the orbital socket of his left eye. His left hand had dropped the money and entered the satchel...while with the right, he flung two more boomerangs. Those two broke through the sternums of the two men he had targeted.

As the last two had fallen, Digger produced 4 more boomerangs. "The rest've yeh want more of the same...then come get it...otherwise, take this money and work as me guides for the next two days and consider yerselves lucky to have good jobs..." he said.

Suddenly understanding English, the men lowered their weapons and nodded in agreement to guide the foreigner. Digger had acquired nine new jungle guides. And he knew exactly how to use them to his advantage.

It had taken 14 seconds, and the jungle was silent. There was now a new hunter in the jungle.



TO BE CONTINUED......

 

[Spike_x1]

OOC: Spike_x1, your storyline rocks man!

OOC: Thanks. I've put a lot of thought into that underdog fight, with inspiration from the recent showdown between Deadshot and the Closer.

 

[Phantasm]

IC:Barbara Gordon

I had always thought that the best feeling in the world was just that very moment when I'd jump off the edge of a builing, the wind rustling wildly all around me, the street below looming closer ever closer but right before the initial collision,shooting a line to the next building.It felt marvelous but that was before I lost any feeling waist below. Now just wiggling my toes gives me a sense of immense accomplishment. Just feeling the presense of my legs feels great.

I look around the small room trying to look for something to occupy myself with other than testing out my legs....

 

[Spike_x1]

Grinning from his victory over Metallo, the Parasite was again painstakingly overcome with the urge to travel northward. Without a second thought, as if by instinct, Rudy yanked the driver's side door off of a nearby car and hotwired it using his own stolen kryptonite energy. He then begain driving north once again.

 

[nixonbat]

OOC: The more I see of the directions people are taking with their current arcs, the more pleased I am. I find myself in the midst of some very creative, dedicated, and talented comic fans. Congratulations. Now entertain me...heh.

 

[MST3K 4ever]

Luthor heard about the success of Dr. Hatcher. He walked into the board room beaming with pride and telling everyone of Dr. Hatcher's success. He glanced at Mr. Loomis and said. "Nick if I recall you were opposed to this operation why is that?

Loomis replied. "I think we could better use the financial resources elsewhere within Lexcorp. Rather than holding out the oromises of false hope."

Luthor said, "It would seem now though that we have given a young woman more than hope, we gave her movement once again. In fact I have noticed that you have lately have been far more vocal in opposition to me & the direction that Lexcorp has been taking lately. Why?"

"I feel that things were going just fine and now we are having to watch our budget and we on the board have noticed that our profits have..." Loomis said.

Luthor glared at him and said, "So that's what this is about to you. Profit and the bottom line. For your information Mr. Loomis we are still well in the black, and the board members are stil well paid. As far as the budget goes...this is how a legtitmate is run...we don't practice kick-backs & blackmail anymore...you disgust me. You're angry that your ride on the gravy train is coming to an end...hiding in your office and collecting a check is not how we work here anymore."

Luthor looked at the door and waited for Hal Jordan to enter. Come on Jordan...I am ready to drop the hammer on this guy and you would be the perfect puncuation point.

 

[SuperFerret]

Somewhere above Europe

Superman and Bizarro hurtled upwards, grappling with and pounding each other. Krypto followed closely behind, flying in every once in a while and taking nips of Bizarro. At about 100,000 ft above sea level, the two combatants separate, and then collide once more, the impact echoing across the continent, to be heard even as far as Africa. Punches that could crush mountains are thrown, striking their targets with immense force.

And they climb higher.

Bizarro wrapped his arm around Superman's throat, trying to strangle him. Superman struggled in his opponent's grasp, unable to break free. Krypto, seeing his master in peril, lunges for Bizarro, snarling like a hellhound. But, Bizarro saw the attack, and used Superman as a shield. Krypto couldn't stop in time, and his teeth sunk into Superman's face. Realizing his mistake immediately, Krypot lets go and attacks Bizarro, ripping into the arm that held the bleeding Superman. Bizarro released his grasp, and slammed a fist into Krypto, sending the dog plummeting towards the ground. Superman, seeing Bizarro's momentary distraction, struck quickly, ramming Bizarro, and sending them both farther upwards.

The air around them burned like fire. The were exiting the Earth's atmosphere at an incredible speed. Their capes ignited, their costumes smoldered, their many wounds were instantly cauterized, and then, they entered the void.

 

[DarkKnightJRK]

It has been 24 hours since Alfred Pennyworth entered into the Batcave and saw Master Bruce in his...condition. It has also been 24 hours since Alfred called on the assistence of Miss Barbra Gordon. Alfred felt it odd that she has not answered yet, in the past she has been fast with her messages. Granted, that was before her...incident with the Joker. The thought of what happened to her still caused Alfred's blood to boil. Only a monster such as that fiendish clown could hurt such a smart, beatiful woman that way.

Alfred was becoming more and more desperate. What if Master Bruce, in his present condition, did something to harm himself? Alfred thought of the expansive cave, and the hundreds of feet below each of the floors...

Alfred then dashed to the clock opening and raced down to check on Master Bruce. Alfred noticed the Master was on the high beam again, sleeping like a bat. Then he noticed the day-old layer of dust around the computers and other things. Dispite the circumstances, Alfred was still, at least in the back of his mind, for now, a butler.

Relaxed not that he knew that Master Bruce was safe, Alfred went back to the Manor. While he might be alive now, who knows what might happen soon? That settled it, he needed to speak to Miss Barbra now.

Using a phone dictionary, he called the house of former Police Commishioner James Gordon, whom took Barbra in after her parents and Mr. Gordon's brother was killed. Alfred thought about their relationship of serrigate fathers and sons/daughters and how it almost compares to himself and Master Bruce as Alfred was calling Mr. Gordon's phone.

"Hello?"

"This is Alfred Pennyworth, butler for Mr. Bruce Wayne. Both of us know your daughter, Miss Barbra. I--we were in need of her assistence in a matter. I had called her at her apartment yesterday and I have not gotten a reply. Could you perhaps tell me where she is?"

"Uh, yeah. She's at the hospital in Metropolis."

"My! She isn't hurt, is she?"

"No, far from it. Apparently, someone in Lexcorp figured out a way to cure paralisis and she volinteered to be a human test subject for it. It worked, she's got full use of her legs now."

"That's wonderfull, Mr. Gordon! Could you perhaps give me the number for the hospital she's in? I'm afraid we are still in need of her assistence."

After Mr. Gordon gave Alfred the number to the hospital, Alfred hung up the phone and then dialed the number to Barbra's hospital phone...

 

[batnkevlar]

Luthor heard about the success of Dr. Hatcher. He walked into the board room beaming with pride and telling everyone of Dr. Hatcher's success. He glanced at Mr. Loomis and said. "Nick if I recall you were opposed to this operation why is that?

Loomis replied. "I think we could better use the financial resources elsewhere within Lexcorp. Rather than holding out the oromises of false hope."

Luthor said, "It would seem now though that we have given a young woman more than hope, we gave her movement once again. In fact I have noticed that you have lately have been far more vocal in opposition to me & the direction that Lexcorp has been taking lately. Why?"

"I feel that things were going just fine and now we are having to watch our budget and we on the board have noticed that our profits have..." Loomis said.

Luthor glared at him and said, "So that's what this is about to you. Profit and the bottom line. For your information Mr. Loomis we are still well in the black, and the board members are stil well paid. As far as the budget goes...this is how a legtitmate is run...we don't practice kick-backs & blackmail anymore...you disgust me. You're angry that your ride on the gravy train is coming to an end...hiding in your office and collecting a check is not how we work here anymore."

Luthor looked at the door and waited for Hal Jordan to enter. Come on Jordan...I am ready to drop the hammer on this guy and you would be the perfect puncuation point.

*Hal knocks on the door and enters*

"You wanted to see me, Mr. Luthor?"

 

[Phantasm]

IC:Barb Gordon

I stretch out my legs on the bed for one more time and relish the feel of the white sheets beneath them,not yet tired of the same action that I've been keeping myself busy with for quite some time. Already I was impatiently waiting for the doctor's orders to instruct me to get on my feet.

Sighing, I lean back against the pillows and look around the me at the side tables in hope for something good to read.Maybe it wasn't such a good idea to send dad back home... I grab on to the remote and turn on the TV when the phone ring startles me.

Knowing all too well that it would probably be dad's concerned voice on the other end, I pick it up and am surprised when it is Alfred's cool british accent that greets me.

"My dear, I don't even know what to say at this point.Whether to congratulate you on the success of the procedure or to display immense resentment at keeping myself and all the others at bay?I suppose getting both of the messages across would suffice."

I simply burst out laughing,"Alfred!I know, I should have told you guys..." I had thought about them of course.Dick,Bruce Tim and Alfred were like family....it was another matter altogether that dad wasn't aware about any of that.But I simply didn't know how they'd react to this...especially after me assuring them time and again that I was fine being wheelchair bound and that I could pull my life back together...sort of contradicted my desire to resort to having feeling below waist...

"Miss Gordon?"

"I'm here.So...how did you know about this?" I'm sure I didn't tell anybody from the JLA...not even Helena or Dinah...a slight pang of guilt hits me.

"Actually...I have been trying to contact you since yesterday.Since you weren't available I decided to try at your father's residence...I realize this is a wrong time to tell you this-"

I suddenly, clutch the reciever tigter,"What's wrong Alfred?!"

"Its just...something is wrong with Master Bruce-"

"Is he hurt?!Did you try contacting Leslie?I know he can be pretty stuburn about medical attention but-" God, I only hope it isn't something too serious...but then why would Alfred be resorted to calling me?

"Miss Gordon, Bruce isn't in any danger.Atleast I hope not...He's-I can't explain to you the full severity of his behavior on the phone if you know what I mean."He finally finishes.

I chew on my lower lip,"Yeah...Did you try contacting Dick?"

"I did he's busy with the Titans I presume, haven't heard from him in a while.Though I don't think he can do much about Master Bruce's...curent problem.

I was worried and annoyed at the fact that there wasn't really anything I could do at the moment,"Alfred, I will see what I can do to help, just as soon as they release me from this place."





"

 

[MST3K 4ever]

*Hal knocks on the door and enters*

"You wanted to see me, Mr. Luthor?"

Lex smiles broadly and says, "Ahh yes I did Mr. Jordan do come in?" He calls Candice and says, "Send them in now operation takeout is in play." He hangs up.

Lex stands next to Hal and says, "Ladies & Gentlemen this is Hal Jordan our new head of Security here at Lexcorp. He is here to assist me in something that is long overdue." Just then two Lexcorp Security guards enter the room and Lex says, "Mr. Jordan these are two of your security guards Mrs. Howe & Mr. Matson. they will assist you in this mission."

He turns to Loomis and says, "You Mr. Loomis have far too long been a thorn in my side and your greed has made you twisted and diseased. I will tollerate your presence in this company no longer. You to quote my good friend and occasional rival Donald Trump, 'You're fired!'"

Loomis stands up and begins to protest, "I object. You can't do this Lex! I have been with this company for too many years I deserve a hearing at least or an investigation of..."

Luthor turns and shouts, "YOU DESERVE NOTHING! YOU DESERVE A JAIL CELL IF NOTHING ELSE!" He recomposes himself and says, "Mr. Loomis you have tried to undermine my authority and take over this company anytime I am gone for more than a week." Lex pulls out a file folder and hands out several sheets of paper. Lex says, "Those are transcripts of meetings that have were held in my absence. You're overplaying hand way too much Loomis. You disgust me. I don't mind differences of opinion nor do I want blind loyalty, but I WILL TOLLERATE TREACHERY AND DECEIT WITHIN MY COMPANY! IS THAT UNDERSTOOD???"

Everyone murmors and nods. That felt kind of nice...almost natural...the looks of fear on everyone's face, except for Jordan's...oh well...he is strong willed...I can use a man like that here...or can I...no matter...work has to be done

Lex turns to Hal and says, "Mr. Jordan please escort Mr. Loomis to his office along with Mrs. Howe & Mr. Matson. See to it he cleans out his office in a timely manner of his personal effects only. No computer files or file folders are to leave his office until the computer deparment goes over them to ensure he is not committing industrial espionage. If he takes any files, office supplies or if he is here for over an hour cleaning out his office...have him arrested at once. Once he is done escort him off the property. Then please meet me in my office we'll go to the Cheatue de Lion for lunch to discuss your purposals..my treat of course."

 

[FEAR THE BAT]

^^very nice MST3K, if I may say so.