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Poor William. That little boy always gets dunked in the trauma deep end.
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And just like Adom, even without divinely granted courage, he's got the will and strength of character to get the job done. There's a good reason Jebidiah 'Shazam' of Canaan picked him for the job, and why the sword of Beowulf approved of him in the renegade timeline.31st December 2012
14:34 GMT -5
I set William down on the Belle Reve helipad and put my right hand on his left shoulder to support him as he slumps.
"Are you managing?"
"Ah… Managing? I think so." He tries smiling, but it doesn't look right, and he picks up on my reaction. "It really… Doesn't feel good, though. Are you sure you don't need me to do anything?"
One good thing the Renegade's timeline did for him, giving him a magic sword and all. Though I have the feeling he prefers to work in adult form more often than not. Eventually, though, he'll grow up and be able to get that respect without his 'mask'."You're a child who can block the Anti-Life. No one here is going to care about anything else."
He nods. Must be frustrating to be treated as an adult as Captain Marvel and then be routinely dismissed as William Batson. Even though Captain Marvel is a good deal more intelligent than when he's in William mode.
I can already hear her screaming "WHAT?!" as she picks up the constantly-ringing phone."Orange Lantern to Warden Waller." I march in the direction of the entry point. "Ring, put that on repeat until she answers."
"Compliance."
Great, the one time he needs to see in, he can't. Let's hope it hasn't gone all Birdcage inside...William cautiously follows me towards the fortified gateway that would lead into the prison. Usually, this would be constantly manned night and day, but under the circumstances I shouldn't be too surprised that it's not. I am mildly impressed that the guards managed to retreat inside. If that's what happened: the wards are blocking my empathic vision. They might have fled, or-.
"Lantern. What the hell is going on?"
Well, you are stubborn enough to give it a big middle finger, no matter what levers it tries to tug on... Otherwise you wouldn't be in charge out here."Anti-Life broadcast. We can't stop it yet. I'm here to perform an evacuation."
"You can't stop it? Then how am I thinking straight?"
Well, if it keeps the bad guys inside..."Metahuman, but he can only block it over a small area. As soon as he leaves-."
"I get the picture." I hear the clacking of keys in the background. "Security's fucked. I can't open the door, just override the emergency response."
Straight from the top, huh? Who drew the short straw?"I can break in. But I have orders for you."
"From who?"
"The President."
...Okay, unless there's been some grave-robbign and necrourgy, I'm guessing you don't mean either of these gents.
Well, that could be an interesting issue for their ongoing service. What's the bet neither of them will be considered fit to take office afterwards because of the outbreak?"Who?"
"There's a giant super-robot in Washington and the entire population is forming neat lines under the orders of their mind control helmet." I smash the door apart with a crumbler ram, and the alarm sounds only once. "Including the former President and the President Elect. Proven unnatural mental influence automatically removes someone from the line of succession."
...You mean Captain Atom is in charge? Major Nathaniel Adams? Well, there's a turn-up for the books."Shit. Who's Adams? How far down-?"
"The highest ranking air force officer we could find who wasn't completely non-functional." Thank goodness he was on the Watchtower when this happened. Apparently it's too high up to be affected easily by the corruption of the thaumosphere. "Can you get the guards together? I'm heading towards the prisoners now."
Well, make a note to come back and patch the doors up later, OL. This is an emergency.So many wonderfully effective security systems battered aside. I wince a little as each one crumbles.
"I can do that. We're in lock down, so they're in their cells. Or should be. What's your plan."
Hot-damn, they're getting the Suicide Squad after all? And a few years earlier than expected.
Yes, that's about right. Heck, Hell would be against this shit. Can't sin without Free Will, after all."We're it, Warden. Most superheroes in America who weren't part of the League joined the Alliance of the Just. That's where it started. As far as we can tell, every single one is now working for Apokolips."
"Ah, hell."
Then they take their chances. I expect the ones who do want the opportunity will convince them. ...Might take a broken bone or a dozen, but they might fall in line."So your plan is back in action. They fight and they get a pardon. They don't, they can stay here and take their chances."
"And if they try anything?"
And there's an even better kill-switch option than a simple micro-bomb in their spine. Especially since some of the more technically inclined might be able to disable a bomb..."We don't have the resources to waste. If they fuck around and survive, they get to be our test subject. I don't know if removing someone's soul makes them immune to the Anti-Life, but it would be interesting to find out. Kadabra's class in session?"
"It was. I'll get the staff organised."
Bet there's a lot of people in that state all over the country."Orange Lantern out."
"Ah, hey."
I stop, turning to see William kneeling next to a collapsed guard. William shakes his shoulders, and the guard looks up at him with a thousand yard stare.
Good luck, kiddo, he's well under the weather."What?"
"I know it's awful, what it does to your head. But right now the world needs you to get on your feet. Can you do that?"
I suppose that's one way to get someone in gear. OL serving as the bad cop once again."I..?" He shakes his head as if in a daze. "It's… It's all…"
"We're leaving in twenty minutes whether you're on your feet or not. Do you want to go back to feeling like that?"
Better let them know to watch him..."Nono ohGod."
He scrabbles against the wall to pull himself upright, clearly not right in the head but at least in motion. William flashes me a disappointed look before taking the guard's right hand.
First stop, a fresh pair of pants?
Since he'd have good ways to gain control of the more uncooperative prisoners.A little way down the corridor… And the door is missing.
Sonic projector.
"Kadabra, it's Orange Lantern. We're here to get you out."
Thomas 'Terror' Beresford. There's a face we've not seen in a while. Guessing he's been keeping an eye on Abra.There's a brief delay, then the door appears and Thomas very cautiously sticks his head out. I've never actually seen him look scared before, but he's doing it now. He's half-cringed and tense as a cable. After seeing that it's really me he relaxes a little.
"Hey, man."
Because no matter how tough you are, sometimes you just need physical comfort..."Thomas."
I walk up to him, push the door the rest of the way open, and hug him. It's a sign of how off-kilter he is that he actually hugs back. For about two seconds. I let go the instant I spot him getting uncomfortable, and he steps back into the room.
Good to hear things have improved within, and not all of the inmates are looking to become career criminals. Whether masterminds, gang-lords or goons...Kadabra's class is a little larger than it used to be. Or as I should say, the educational program. These days, he's not actually the only teacher. The privileges that come with actually teaching the other inmates useful skills are good enough that several inmates with useful skills have volunteered, and if they're not a total psycho Waller generally lets them.
"Kadabra."
Ah... Yes, he would know about the historical aspect of it, wouldn't he? The first open attack upon Earth by Apokalips.He's sitting on his desk, looking a little more together than the other students. Looking, because I can see that it's due to his implants.
"That was Anti-Life, wasn't it?"
"It still is. We're not out of the woods. The world is infected and we can't turn it off. Who wants out?"
Thank you, corrected.
I think they've mainly kept the life entity out of the line of fire. The spear might serve as a greater link to it. Considering he hasn't gone full snake man they may be trying to keep him away from escalating entities of power if this is all bait. This is only one of the more skilled forms of anti life. If Darkseid is waiting to jump on one or test earths response he will likely be able to bring more to bear behind it.Hell he's taking the long way around. He had Teth Adom, Dr. Mist, and could have had Billy there in ten minutes or less. Have all three place a hand on the spear of destiny and channel their power into humanity. A double shot of unbreakable will and a semi direct connection to the life entity herself; Darkside would twitch and have a bloody nose, and world wide suicide rates would plummet.
They didn't. That part was inner monologue.
So, first it was Angel (is there an official designation for him?), and now Paragon finally shelled out for the DLC. I guess that the Anti-Life Event is a bit too much to F2P it.
Damn... I was gonna make the joke that "Looks like Paul finally bought the DLC!"So, first it was Angel (is there an official designation for him?), and now Paragon finally shelled out for the DLC. I guess that the Anti-Life Event is a bit too much to F2P it.
Having considered what happened later in canon, I suspect that this was a deliberate action on Celestia's part. She wanted to quit as sovereign and dump the whole thing on Twilight. If she'd taught Luna how to rule in the modern era, Luna would naturally want to actually rule. Keeping her ignorant left her with a few negative associations and no reason to not go along with the 'retirement' thing....Celestia did make sure Luna was brought up to speed on modern culture, law, and so forth, didn't she?
ouble-Picard: Oh, gods-damn it, sun-butt... You had one job... Please tell me Grayven tells her off when she shows her sparkly hide?
Is Sportsmaster's kill-on-sight sentence still in force? As I recall he had pretty good anti-telepathy training.
Well, that could be an interesting issue for their ongoing service. What's the bet neither of them will be considered fit to take office afterwards because of the outbreak?
...You mean Captain Atom is in charge? Major Nathaniel Adams? Well, there's a turn-up for the books.
Yes, that's about right. Heck, Hell would be against this shit. Can't sin without Free Will, after all.
Ah... Yes, he would know about the historical aspect of it, wouldn't he? The first open attack upon Earth by Apokalips.
So... Emptying the super-prison and giving those incarcerated a chance to earn a little good-will towards parole. Or other privileges. Goes to show how hard the League is up against it in this disaster. At least those who accept will hopefully be aware that if or when they win, the League will be right there ready to quash any ideas about slipping away. Let's hope all goes well, then.
Yes, that's about right. Heck, Hell would be against this shit. Can't sin without Free Will, after all.
Technically, Major Adams is only Acting President, and only by virtue of the President's role as Commander in Chief of the US armed forces. Since Major Adams is the highest-ranking American military officer not affected by the Anti-Life and thus not rendered incapable of discharging his duties, he has become the de facto Commander in Chief of what remains of the US military until such time as a higher-ranking officer is able to once again take control of the situation.Well since Captain Atom is now President Atom I hope he gets his dilustel shield.
At this point, Major Adams isn't, technically, POTUS--he wasn't VP, Speaker, or President Pro Temp, and he was never nominated or confirmed as a Cabinet Secretary--but he's the closest thing that there is to a legitimate head of state the country has and thus people are basically accepting that he's de facto in charge until a legitimate member of the succession is found who is capable of governing. Will he be on the historical list of Presidents? Not unless he's elected (or appointed to a vacant post in the Succession and then becomes President via the succession) in the future, but the buck has to stop somewhere, and he's the highest-ranking person in US government service (civilian or military) who is currently mentally competent to make decisions, and this is a crisis, so the niceties of normal law don't exactly apply for the duration.
Sorry. If it helps, technically we're both late on making the joke since King of Frost already did so way back when the AngelPaul bit came out in the first place.Damn... I was gonna make the joke that "Looks like Paul finally bought the DLC!"
The POTUS isn't dead, resigned, or impeached, just incapable of performing his duties, which means that he would be Acting President but not actually President. He wouldn't be included in the historical list of Presidents any more than would a VP who held that role while POTUS was undertaking medical care.At this point, Major Adams isn't, technically, POTUS--he wasn't VP, Speaker, or President Pro Temp
So a quorum of 0 then? Unless Paul has managed to find an unaffected congressman somewhere?The POTUS isn't dead, resigned, or impeached, just incapable of performing his duties, which means that he would be Acting President but not actually President. He wouldn't be included in the historical list of Presidents any more than would a VP who held that role while POTUS was undertaking medical care.
And since this is a case of temporary inability to serve, the rules of the 25th Amendment don't apply, and the Presidential Succession Act doesn't say what to do in such a situation, it falls back to Article II Section 1 Clause 6, which says that Congress may by law declare any Officer of the United States to serve in that position -- and military officers do qualify under this definition. Military officer promotions do, in fact, require Senate confirmation, although typically this is done in bulk without ceremony.
The challenge here is finding a quorum of Congress to make such a declaration. This matter came up in 2004 as the House tried to figure out what to do if a terrorist attack were to incapacitate but not kill the majority of congresspeople. The consensus there is that the quorum could be provisionally reduced in case of extreme emergency -- though that is merely consensus, not conclusion, and as far as I can tell no further action was ever taken. It's still a strong enough consensus that I believe that should the need actually arise in practice that we would probably just run with it on a temporary basis for the duration of the emergency. (I imagine there would be a massive call for review afterward.)
So... I think that what's described here is probably as accurate as it could be!
So a quorum of 0 then? Unless Paul has managed to find an unaffected congressman somewhere?
There is a constitutional argument to be made that congresspeople, as part of the legislative branch, are barred from concurrently holding executive office. There's another argument that they aren't confirmed by the Senate. In either case, a military officer would outrank them in the executive branch barring an explicit act of Congress such as the Presidential Succession Act that makes exceptions for the Speaker of the House and the President Pro Tempore of the Senate.If Paul could, depending, that Senator or Congressperson might be Acting President instead.
This is usually phrased as 'The Constitution is not a suicide pact,' and has been used by people in various parts of the political map at various times for various purposes. It tends to be used in hypotheticals and stories a lot, and while AFAICT this has never needed to be tested in real life, it does make sense.There definitely can't be a quorum of 0; that's division by zero. But there's a pretty solid argument found in the papers of the Founding Fathers that the Constitution shouldn't force the country to fail.
Cut off sentence."I'm glad that you asked. The original plan for Task Force X was to give the participants explosive collars or implants. I regard that as "
I'm a little curious on what exactly they did to Eiling. Is he as strong as the Shaggy Man from the comics?"What the hell happened to the military?"
That… Was from a vaguely ogre-looking fellow who… Isn't in my database.
"I'm sorry, I don't think we've been introduced."
"You put me in here. Eiling, Wade. General."
How did he end up-? Okay, there's a certain irony to him being used in experimental testing, but don't they have military prisons or-.
Task Force X was still ongoing, and they were going to use him.
I don't know why I'm surprised.
Forcing all the irredeemable villains to sell their souls. I really want to see the Justice League's reaction to Paul doing this. Also, it's nice that Paul has more options for magic support now that he has Satanus as a new Construct-Lantern.I release Construct-Lantern Colin Thornton, and a few of the less hardened inmates recoil.
"You may recognise Colin Thornton, aka Lord Satanus. He keeps access to his demonic magic in this form, and I had him write up a contract."
Ah, looks like OL will be walking out of this with at least one new Construct Lantern made from a former foe. And a powerful one at that. Which explains how he's going to do the 'strip their soul out' penalty for the Task Force volunteers.31st December 2012
14:41 GMT -5
"What're you going to do to him?"
I raise my left eyebrow as I destroy the entrance to the arcane containment section of the prison and step aside as the bleary-eyed duty magicians stumble out.
"Enslave him permanently, mind, body and soul." I put my right hand on the shoulder of the closest magician. "Which way to Colin Thornton's cell?"
I suppose that's one way to avoid invoking the 'If I ever see you again...' threat he made. After all, Sportsmaster might still be useful. And good to see at least some of them are joining up of their own free will, rather than by the carrot and the stick.31st December 2012
14:47 GMT -5
"Gentlemen."
I float through the middle of the men's cell block, a grey blur in my visual field where Mr. Crock is standing. My ring will also turn his voice into that of a commercially available voice generation program. The prisoners I've come to know through my visits are lined up behind me, their costumes on and their equipment in-hand.
Oh, you may mock, to make it sound less nasty to them, but this is not going to be easy."What you were feeling until a few minutes ago is something called 'Anti-Life'. A man named Bruno Mannheim -head of Intergang- has used it to mind control the majority of the population of Earth. And by 'majority', I mean about ninety nine point nine percent. He has to all intent and purposes conquered the Earth. His aim, so far as we can tell, if make everyone feel so completely miserable all of the time that they voluntarily renounce free will and celebrate as he uses and eventually disposes of them."
Like I said yesterday. These are the career masterminds, gang bosses and goons. The clever ones, the mean ones and the stupid ones."If you want to know what that would be like, remember how you felt half an hour ago, forever."
A few winces, but most remain outwardly impassive. Some are new faces, but most of them… Aren't ever going to be anything but supervillains. This is the other side of the other side of the in-prison social divide.
Yeah, he can already guess how bad things are if they're waving that big a carrot in front of multiple-murderers, lunatic and outright monsters."Or at least until you jump off a building with joy in your heart that you will no longer inconvenience your master. So I'm here to offer you a choice, and a temporary escape. Sign up with Task Force X today, and walk out of prison a penal legionnaire! The Justice League's secure accommodation is guaranteed as Anti-Life proof as anywhere on Earth, food's reasonable, and you'll be pardoned at the end of the campaign."
That actually gets a twitch from Mr. Crock.
The same thing that happened to everyone else. A big old dose of 'fuck your independent thoughts'. Not a lot would be able to withstand Anti-Life with no warning..."Yes, you can imagine exactly how happy I am about making that offer, and what it suggests for our odds. Still, the offer's genuine, and gives you a slightly better chance of survival than staying here. The ladies and gentlemen behind me have already accepted. Do you have any questions, bearing in mind that we've got about fifteen minutes until the Justifier force from Baton Rouge gets here and turns this into an actual fight."
"What the hell happened to the military?"
Ooh, the General? I didn't think he'd have gone through the comics storyline that saw his brain implanted in the Shaggy Man. Not in Earth-16...That… Was from a vaguely ogre-looking fellow who… Isn't in my database.
"I'm sorry, I don't think we've been introduced."
Ah, right. He fucked up big time... Off-screen, apparently, mentioned as being in prison here. Amusingly, in the same post as the debrief of the League's attack on Apokalips, and a mention of the Infinity Man..."You put me in here. Eiling, Wade. General."
How did he end up-? Okay, there's a certain irony to him being used in experimental testing, but don't they have military prisons or-.
Because of course they would have. Never mind that the Shaggy Man's android body is extremely resilient, and thus unlikely to be harmed much by a bomb, short of it being planted inside Eiling's brain. Nor that Eiling would not be in the most cooperative mood at that point...Task Force X was still ongoing, and they were going to use him.
I don't know why I'm surprised.
This is going to be a shadow war against Mannheim. Small elite unites hitting targets of opportunity. Just the thing the Suicide Squad was made for!"The Anti-Life effect is worldwide. The military isn't more immune than anyone else. They're either crippled or Justified. That's stage two of exposure, where the afflicted voluntarily kowtow to Mannheim. We can't protect mass troop deployments from the Anti-Life and in any case anyone not protected works for the enemy. Trying to fight this as an actual war will kill more people than the Sheeda did. Compared to weaponry we already possess, military assets aren't worth the risk in trying to acquire."
The grey blur representing Mr. Crock has come as close to me as he can with the bars in the way.
Admitting that does give them more leverage in negotiations, though. Even with the promise of a pardon, some of them will probably be considering just fucking off when they're deployed..."Why us?"
"We can't afford to grind this out. This fight will end with targetted strikes against Anti-Life broadcasters and against Mannheim himself once we've located him. Aside from a few elite military units, you collectively fit the requirements far better, and… Almost all of them were Justified before we could get to them."
Ah, a pleasant specimen of humanity, isn't he? God knows how many reasons he has to hate OL on principle..."And what happens if we tell you to fuck yourself?"
That was… Alexander Trent. Bloodsport 2. The Nazi one, not the delusional one.
...And every man there feels a chill run down their spine... Because OL smiling is not necessarily good for them."I leave you here, in your cells. The power suppression system is still active, and the Justifiers are on the way. The staff will be pulling out with me, so there's a small chance that you could get out before they arrive, but the Anti-Life protection system leaves with me. And if the Justifiers ignore you and go somewhere else, you'll be stuck in your cells with no food or water or toilet facilities."
I smile beatifically.
Ah, Icicle I. The father of one Cameron Mahkent, who's an old friend of Artemis, who played a part in the foiled breakout from year one. Like father, like son... Though they don't really get along.
And as noted, those can be subverted or foiled. I suspect OL's idea is far more reliable..."And what makes you think you can trust us? We ain't like those bootlickers behind you."
"I'm glad that you asked. The original plan for Task Force X was to give the participants explosive collars or implants. I regard that as "
...Okay, that's one way to enforce loyalty in these matters.I release Construct-Lantern Colin Thornton, and a few of the less hardened inmates recoil.
"You may recognise Colin Thornton, aka Lord Satanus. He keeps access to his demonic magic in this form, and I had him write up a contract."
And with the mechanism of it being tied to OL's control, means Waller won't be as capable of abusing the system as she sometimes did in the comics...It's not a long contract, covering the cogent points of the deal on offer. I float a copy each over to Mr. Mahkent and Mr. Crock.
"You have but to sign it and I will release your cage. As you've no doubt realised it's a magically-enforced demonic contract. The penalty for breaching the terms is your soul immediately being forfeit. It's an unpleasant way to die, and then you're in Hell. The terms-"
Which are not likely to be good thoughts. Wonder if this could be one of the many straws that ruin Batman's relationship with OL?They're both looking through it, and their neighbours are leaning in to try and read it.
"-are enforced by the magic in the contract, so it won't matter how, say, Batman or Superman feel about it."
And no doubt his reputation precedes him, so those present will understand just what will face them if they double-cross him, even without the contract's penalty.
Knives available on request, I suppose?"Thought you were going to kill me if you ever saw me again."
"All I'm seeing is a grey blur. Please signal your agreement to the terms with a drop of your blood."
So, no pressure, gentlemen. After all, this isn't the only wing he has to make the offer to..."I'm not signing a demon contract I haven't read."
"Alright, but I'm going to start ferrying guards to safety now, and I'm taking the Anti-Life jammer with me. So feel free to-."
Mammoth, no doubt concerned about his sister. They always were close."I'll sign!" I look around as Mr. Flinders waves an oversized hand. "You're letting the women's side out too, yeah?"
"Certainly." I float a contract over to him as he bites his right forefinger with his right lower incisor. "Time permitting."
Ah, peer pressure. The best method to encourage acquiescence. Once Mammoth signed, and didn't instantly die, the rest were more likely to follow. Then the desperate ones sign. And finally the reluctant ones. Persuasion skill check aced, OL.He presses his bleeding finger against the paper, which glows for a moment and then puffs out of existence in a cloud of sulphur. I then crumble the bars of his cell, along with his suppression collar.
I take a moment to make eye contact with the waverers, and float contracts over to all of them. There's reluctance and attempts to see what everyone else is doing, but after a few seconds they start signing.
"Thank you all. Oh, and so you know? You're pardoned whether you live or die. So congratulations. Today is the first day of the rest of your life."
His aim, so far as we can tell, is make everyone feel so completely miserable...His aim, so far as we can tell, if make everyone feel so completely miserable...
Joar Mahkent's face is impassive.
...As what? As WHAT!? I MUST KNOW!