31st December 2012
14:14 GMT -5
"Teleporters, huh?"
Yeah.
Teleporters. Honestly, it feels like overkill. Between Batman, Gordon and Orange Lantern, crime in Gotham is as low as it's ever been. But it's not just them, it's… People. People not being prepared to take that shit any more. People being prepared to step up, to take a risk to do the right thing. I think that even if Batman
disappeared tomorrow, things wouldn't ever get that bad again.
'course, the crazies would have a field day, but lots of cities had crazy theme criminals without turning into Gotham.
"Yeah. Teleporters."
Might be… Nice, though. I thought becoming Orpheus would… Put me in a hell of a lot of danger, but that I'd be fighting the good fight. And ever since I joined the Alliance, I've mostly just been training other people. I mean, that's not
nothing. People should know how to handle themselves. But I thought there'd be more actual fighting against criminals, not just contact sparring with my students.
Onyx looks away from the teleporter and towards me, like she can hear what I'm thinking.
Fine.
Or getting my ass whooped by Onyx.
But
teleporters. Now we can do what the guys in the Congregation can do, except we won't drop them right into combat and can actually organize things.
"We didn't have teleporters in the League of Shadows."
"Did you have wizards?"
"There were a
few wizards, but none of them could teleport people. We just used planes or ships to travel long distances."
"The League had its own ships?"
"Some of the League's front companies did. Otherwise we just stowed away, or replaced the crew."
And I can guess what she means by 'replaced'. No, I shouldn't assume. They might just have drugged them or something. Onyx… She's fine talking about the League in
general terms, but she doesn't like talking about her record. I wasn't all that keen on her being here when I found out, but after I talked it over with Father Bruno I realised that she left before the mass arrests. She walked away knowing they'd probably kill her for it, because she couldn't stand living that life any more.
"You want to head over there
now, or-?"
No.
Not yet.
We look at each other and nod. We both feel
his intent, and
we live to fulfil it.
Or die to fulfil it.
Moving as one, our steps in synchronicity, we walk into the storage cupboard and pull out the crates marked 'helmets'. At the time I couldn't work out why Vincent sent them to us.
Now I no longer need to doubt.
Still worth checking that the people packing them did it right so we both flip open the lids. I'm
too simple minded to understand the principles, but they all look like I instinctively know that they should. Onyx and I close the boxes and walk back into the training room.
Most people here aren't metahumans, and don't have any other kind of power. But a lot of them ran with gangs, though from the way they're cowering and weeping to themselves right now you'd never know it. Guess it was just a front.
Or maybe they're just not far enough along to just be honest with themselves about their place in the universe.
Soon fix that. And it's not that they'll be happy, but that
they'll understand that their happiness doesn't matter.
"Listen up! Get over here and put these on!
They'll help!"
Some walk, some crawl. Some clearly aren't seeing the world around them like it
is, their minds snapped by the revelation.
"…pray for us sinners, now and at the hour of our death…"
And some picked the losing side. That mostly doesn't matter. Everyone will come to understand, before the end. But right now we have a part to play in
his plan and this fool needs to get with the program.
"Hey. You gonna put this on?"
Onyx holds one out to the Lowlie, but he just shakes his head, fingers whitening as he grasps his crucifix tighter. It won't help in the long run, but he's clearly not on-side right now.
I walk over, grab it with one hand and throw it away.
"
What-? What d'ya do that for, m-?"
"
You will be free of the burden of free will soon."
I punch him in the nose, breaking it and knocking him to the floor. Then I kick him
hard in the head. Probably not enough to kill him, even with my boots, but he's not going to get up in a hurry.
"Necessary?"
Onyx isn't accusing me of being wasteful. It's my decision. She just needs to hear it.
"We're justified." I look over to the rest of my squad,
who with the help of their helmets are adjusting better to reality. "Beat him to death, then join us in Washington."
"
Anti-Life justifies our actions."
They step up, and I feel a moment of prideful satisfaction. Perhaps I shouldn't, but I think that the Master will tolerate it so long as it's pride in obedience to Him.
Onyx and I fall back in step as they get back to work. The teleporter will pick us up when they're ready for us, and then
we'll show the world that Mannheim Is.
31st December 2012
14:22 GMT -5
"
Don't use the zeta tubes
or the boom tube."
I nod as Dr. Balewa wrestles with whatever's inside the building's staff. It… It doesn't look like he's winning.
"I can fly us up to the Watchtower, or anywhere on Earth. Mister Miracle says that we need to find Mannheim to shut it down.
"
"We haven't found him yet, and most of the League is being affected too."
Most-?
"Sir? Are you-?
"
"
Yes.
I'm working through it."
Which is… Possible, Amon demonstrated that. But it won't stop him feeling like shit while he does it.
"Sir, if you're not at your best then I can bring Doctor Mist to you. He may be able to help.
"
"
No.
I don't m-. It's more important to get front line fighters back in action."
"Sir.
"
"Take your group to Kahndaq and make sure that Teth Adom is capable of fighting. Let me know when you're done. Batman out."