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With This Ring (Young Justice SI) (Thread Fourteen)

Until now, vamp. Not with a certain fellow running around...
In regards to Percival's mention that Paul might be in charge now or that the Conduit has Emerald Guardsman to help them?
And what's up with what Percival said? Did Paul accidentally himself into leadership? Such a teasing cliffhanger. I could see him becoming a leader via being the only one anyone trusts explicitly.
Heh. Getting real nice 'Blade' vibes here. The interrogation of Pearl, from the first movie...
Lol. Though now that I recall that...why aren't UV grow lights standard issue on Alliance lights?!
Thinking of offering an alliance with the Alliance, Nick?
Doubtful. Though it be certainly a left turn for a little war to crop up before the invasion proper. Not-Rinaker would love that I am sure.
 
Home Field (part 21)
6th February 2013
21:53 GMT -5


Even a young woman whose mind is consumed by something the local people call the 'anti-life' is more rational than almost everyone on my Earth.

It would be nice if that made me feel more surprised.

'Match', aka Mitchell Kent, flew away from the children's meeting at considerable speed, but he seems to have regained his equanimity now. He's floating in the air, gazing in the general direction of Washington D.C.. A subverted satellite shows me a motorcade leaving the capital and heading this way, and a number of individuals inside it have the telltale signs of mental subversion. And some have Genosian technology.

No. Apokoliptian. It would be Apokoliptian here.

I've absorbed this world's history in moments, my mental discipline allowing me to extract a reasonably reliable summary from the available databases. A twisted mirror of my own, in the sense that a deformed reflection looking at a true figure would consider them twisted. A world that makes sense. A world not without tragedy but still defined by the basic decency of most of its people.

A world where heroes are held up as icons to be emulated. Not the strongest and most rabid monsters.

"Clever of you to make contact with this number, but you don't have the right protocols to bypass my security."

It's as Match said. The voice is mine and yet quite obviously not. Less muscles around the chest, and a little more adipose tissue. Then there's the manner of expressing himself. Perfectly in line with predictions, though I don't detect any affect that I can assign to the anti-life.

"I wasn't trying to."

"Mister President?"

He sounds amused. The version of me-. Us, from Earth -14, was Vice President. A less violent Earth than my own, but it still wouldn't be surprising for their version of Wilson to have died.

"A different parallel. The League's sidekicks brought me here."

"Far be it for me to stop you. The whole situation is entirely out of control."

"You're not affected. Cybernetics?"

"No. Magic."

"A demi-plane. Removed enough not to be included in the effect area, while not so removed that you can't interact."

"If you say so."

"I'm trying to create a solution."

"Yes, but you're under the effect of the Anti-Life. Any explanation I give you is an explanation that is available to Mannheim."

"It's a sub-par solution that condemns you to eventual death in isolation. You must have a route off-world. Why didn't you take it?"

A very quiet and quite frustrated noise from him. "The Anti-Life covered the world in moments. I didn't have time."

He didn't know that it was going to happen. It's novel enough that while the Alliance of the Just's actions were suspicious he had no idea that something like this might happen as a result.

"Do-?"

"Any assets I might have and not be able to use myself are hopelessly subverted. Mannheim has billions of eyes. My current plan involves studying the Anti-Life and replacing Mannheim with myself as its focal point on Earth, but I don't rate the chance of it being a better outcome as being particularly high."

"Post-hypnotic suggestion-."

"Wouldn't be reliable in the long term unless it was reinforced daily and under the reign of the Anti-Life there wouldn't be anyone who could administer it. Mechanical methods aren't reliable."

"Connect me to a database. My cybernetic implants would be able to perform that function."

"Yes, your cybernetics."

Upload.

"I'll send you the complete schematics. You can review them yourself and have your magician add whatever protections you require. I'm trying to help you."

"Why?"

"Inverted morality. I'm what you would be if you were a good man in a world filled with evil."

"You have my sympathy."

"Not according to my vocal analysis system."

"I'm not a very sympathetic man. Unless there's anything else..?"

I idly note that the children are moving around the country using the zeta tube network, presumably recovering some sort of equipment. My armor's sensors aren't adjusted to get reliable readings on enchanted objects or Apokoliptian technology, so I can't tell exactly what they're planning.

"Why are you evil?"

"Have you travelled to parallel Earths before?"

"Yes. I know that I'm in the minority."

"Then I imagine that my explanation is the same as theirs. I was weak, once, and I refuse to ever be weak again. And I imagine you made a similar decision yourself."

"You believe that we all react against whatever hurts us, and that we're all so focused that we make our counter-attack our whole existence?"

"We're all in some sense the same man. And while I haven't studied the phenomena of parallel universe alter-egos in any detail, it would seem to fit the available data. If we're genetically identical, then the only factors that could cause the differences between us are environmental."

"Or perhaps you're just saying that because you're concerned that I might target you."

"Please. I can prioritise a little better than that."

And I suppose that it wouldn't matter, anyway. Even my enemies don't question the righteousness of my morality, just my good sense. Does it matter if I became who I am for reasons other than-?

Yes, it does, because if it's just an environmental issue then Ultrawoman's scheme is completely wrong-headed. I need to study that.

"We will speak again when this matter is resolved."

"I will look forward to it."

I disconnect that channel from me, leaving automatic systems to monitoring it. If wherever he is has a laboratory or workshop then he will be able to eject them, but he claims that he was forced to rush things. And while he was a technologist at the beginning of his career, records indicate that he became more focused on business administration later in his life. It's quite possible that his abilities in my chosen field are worse than mine.

Mannheim's motorcade is choosing to pass through Blüdhaven, bulldozer blade equipped vehicles at the front effortlessly shoving abandoned cars out of the way. Curiously, the local people are… Coming out to watch, from windows and rooftops and… Even from the pavements. There's a certain listlessness-.

They're falling in behind.

I can't… Judge how much they're still in possession of their faculties. Most Justified are still capable of reasoning, and it's their thought processes that have changed. But 'Lex' said that Mannheim had use of their eyes. And-.

Haaa.

They looked at me-. No, he looked at me. Their eyes-. He looked through their eyes.

And I don't think that he was at all concerned.
 
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It's as Match said. The voice is mine and yet quite obviously not. Less muscles around the chest, and a little more adipose tissue

Not surprising since you spend your time fighting and thus would be in better shape, while Lex prefers others to fight for him.

Removed enough not to be included in the affect area, while not so removed that you can't interact

Add a " at the end.

You're not affected. Cybernetics?"

"No. Magic."

"A demi-plane. Removed enough not to be included in the affect area, while not so removed that you can't interact.

"If you say so."

Not trusting yourself, Lex?

Granted, if you have even an iota of self-awareness then trusting yourself is a bad idea.

You must have a route off-world. Why didn't you take it?"

A very quite and quite frustrated noise from him. "The Anti-Life covered the world in moments. I didn't have time."

Plus there's the question of even if you could make it.

Manheim could kill you.

And the GLC and New Genesis may have people watching the place and they could have orders to kill or capture anyone that tries to leave.

"Then I imagine that my explanation is the same as theirs. I was weak, once, and I refuse to ever be weak again. And I imagine you made a similar decision yourself

Though Alex directed his energies towards opposing the correct people.

became more focused business

"focused on"

And while he was a technologist at the beginning of his career, records indicate that he became more focused business administration later in his life. It's quite possible that his abilities in my chosen field are worse than mine.

And you focused on tech because running a massive business on your world would involve a lot of corruption.

Haaa.

They looked at me-. No, he looked at me. Their eyes-. He looked through their eyes.

And I don't think that he was at all concerned

That's either good or bad.

Bad because he may have a point that you're not a threat.

Good because he could have underestimated you and that can screw him.
 
6th February 2013
21:53 GMT -5


Even a young woman whose mind is consumed by something the local people call the 'anti-life' is more rational than almost everyone on my Earth.

It would be nice if that made me feel more surprised.
Ah, Alexander. Yes, your wold is a terrible shithole of an alternate universe. But don't lose hope that it can be changed... Somehow. Life has a funny way of surprising you, you know. Still, that sort of thing is secondary to the current problem, isn't it? So back on task...

'Match', aka Mitchell Kent, flew away from the children's meeting at considerable speed, but he seems to have regained his equanimity now. He's floating in the air, gazing in the general direction of Washington D.C.. A subverted satellite shows me a motorcade leaving the capital and heading this way, and a number of individuals inside it have the telltale signs of mental subversion. And some have Genosian technology.

No. Apokoliptian. It would be Apokliptian here.
...Huh. never thought of that as the likely possessive form of New Genesis. And Mannheim on the way, I see.

I've absorbed this world's history in moments, my mental discipline allowing me to extract a reasonably reliable summary from the available databases. A twisted mirror of my own, in the sense that a deformed reflection looking at a true figure would consider them twisted. A world that makes sense. A world not without tragedy but still defined by the basic decency of most of its people.

A world where heroes are held up as icons to be emulated. Not the strongest and most rabid monsters.
It's a refreshing sight, isn't it? But one that makes your own world look all the worse.

"Clever of you to make contact with this number, but you don't have the right protocols to bypass my security."

It's as Match said. The voice is mine and yet quite obviously not. Less muscles around the chest, and a little more adipose tissue. Then there's the manner of expressing himself. Perfectly in line with predictions, though I don't detect anything affect that I can assign to the anti-life.
Oh-ho. Lex and Alexander. Two versions of the same man. This will be amazing.

"I wasn't trying to."

"Mister President?"
Heh. Honestly, I'm amazed Minus Sixteen has enough civilisation to have an America, much less a president.

He sounds amused. The version of me-. Us, from Earth, -14 was Vice President. A less violent Earth than my own, but it still wouldn't be surprising for their version of Wilson to have died.

"A different parallel. The League's sidekicks brought me here."
Unfortunately, Slade Wilson here is merely a super-mercenary. Fascinating how the differences pile up, isn't it? Wonder what he's like on Minus Sixteen? Assuming he's not dead.

"Far be it for me to stop you. The whole situation is entirely out of control."

"You're not affected. Cybernetics?"
As if Positive lex would stoop to modifying himself?

"No. Magic."

"A demi-plane. Removed enough not to be included in the affect area, while not so removed that you can't interact.
Hmm. :confused: Who was the current magic expert of the Light right now? Mordru? Ariahn? Someone else I can't remember? Joy of losing track of things...

"If you say so."

"I'm trying to create a solution."
Sadly, it won't be that easy. Perhaps Positive Lex might be willing to help...

"Yes, but you're under the effect of the Anti-Life. Any explanation I give you is an explanation that is available to Mannheim."

"It's a sub-par solution that condemns you to eventual death in isolation. You must have a route off-world. Why didn't you take it?"
Ah-ah-ah, Lex. Making some faulty assumptions straight off the bat.

A very quite and quite frustrated noise from him. "The Anti-Life covered the world in moments. I didn't have time."

He didn't know that it was going to happen. It's novel enough that while the Alliance of the Just's actions were suspicious he had no idea that something like this might happen as a result.
Bet the whole Light got caught flat-footed by someone else seizing the prize.

"Do-?"

"Any assets I might have and not be able to use myself are hopelessly subverted. Mannheim has billions of eyes. My current plan involves studying the Anti-Life and replacing Mannheim with myself as its focal point on Earth, but I don't rate the chance of it being a better outcome as being particularly high."
Somehow, I don't see that as an improvement, Lex. Points for trying, though.

"Post-hypnotic suggestion-."

"Isn't reliable in the long term unless it was reinforced daily and under the reign of the Anti-Life there wouldn't be anyone who could administer it. Mechanical methods aren't reliable."
And you don't trust your erstwhile allies not to slip a little something extra into the program, eh?

"Connect me to a database. My cybernetic implants would be able to perform that function."

"Yes, your cybernetics."
Betting Lex sees that as a foolish choice by Alexander, tainting himself that way.

Upload.

"I'll send you the complete schematics. You can review them yourself and have your magician add whatever protections you require. I'm trying to help you."
Wonder if Lex will develop a non-invasive variant. That could be a profitable exercise, if nothing else.

"Why?"

"Inverted morality. I'm what you would be if you were a good man in a world filled with evil."
I'm sure Lex would claim he is a good man, in a world deceived by aliens, madmen and freaks... :rolleyes:

"You have my sympathy."

"Not according to my vocal analysis system."
Ha! Yeah, Positive Lex really isn't that different to the less violent members of the Syndicate...

"I'm not a very sympathetic man. Unless there's anything else..?"

I ideally note that the children are moving around the country using the zeta tube network, presumably recovering some sort of equipment. My armor's sensors aren't adjusted to get reliable readings on enchanted objects or Apokoliptian technology, so I can't tell exactly what they're planning.
Interesting. Wonder what's up with the fetch quest? And it's amusing that Positive lex is a very avaricious man, while Negative Alexander is compassionate to extremes. The two colours are more or less opposites on the Spectrum...

"Why are you evil?"

"Have you travelled to parallel Earths before?"
And isn't there a story there. It's fascinating, the sheer amount of backstory hinted at in just a few words?

"Yes. I know that I'm in the minority."

"Then I imagine that my explanation is the same as theirs. I was weak, once, and I refuse to ever be weak again. And I imagine you made a similar decision yourself."
Although some might be pettier than others. Like a Lex that turned evil largely because Superboy caused him to go bald at 15. :p Oh, that's not the whole story, but he considered it the inciting incident.

"You believe that we all react against whatever hurts us, and that we're all so focused that we make our counter-attack our whole existence?"

"We're all in some sense the same man. And while I haven't studied the phenomena of parallel universe alter-egos in any detail, it would seem to fit the available data. If we're genetically identical, that the only factors that could cause the differences between us are environmental."
Though just the possibility that they are genetically identical is a curiosity in its own right.

"Or perhaps you're just saying that because you're concerned that I might target you."

"Please. I can prioritise a little better than that."
True. Just look at your obsession with Superman... :rolleyes:

And I suppose that it wouldn't matter, anyway. Even my enemies don't question the righteousness of my morality, just my good sense. Does it matter if I became who I am for reasons other than-?

Yes, it does, because if it's just an environmental issue then Ultrawoman's scheme is completely wrong-headed. I need to study that.
Ah, well spotted. Yes, it's a strange thing about a multiverse. Why are some parallels so different?

"We will speak again when this matter is resolved."

"I will look forward to it."
And I have the feeling it'll be just as confusing to us readers as this discussion was...

I disconnect that channel from me, leaving automatic systems to monitoring it. If wherever he is has a laboratory or workshop then he will be able to eject them, but he claims that he was forced to rush things. And while he was a technologist at the beginning of his career, records indicate that he became more focused business administration later in his life. It's quite possible that his abilities in my chosen field are worse than mine.

Mannheim's motorcade is choosing to pass through Blüdhaven, bulldozer blade equipped vehicles at the front effortlessly shoving abandoned cars out of the way. Curiously, the local people are… Coming out to watch, from windows and rooftops and… Even from the pavements. There's a certain listlessness-.
Gathering an army, eh? Or a Greek chorus to sing his praises during the upcoming battle of wills...

They're falling in behind.

I can't… Judge how much they're still in possession of their faculties. Most Justified are still capable of reasoning, and it's their thought processes that have changed. But 'Lex' said that Mannheim had use of their eyes. And-.
Though I suspect he's getting help on that front. I doubt the human mind is built to cope with that level of sensory input.

Haaa.

They looked at me-. No, he looked at me. Their eyes-. He looked through their eyes.

And I don't think that he was at all concerned.
Perhaps it's overconfidence. Perhaps he feel justified in his belief. And perhaps you can show him how wrong he was.

Looks like things are coming to a head. Mannheim speeding towards Gotham, while the Team help Mistress prepare for her imminent battle with him. It'll be quite a sight, I suspect, though likely a little hard to read, between the black-saturated speech and invisitext. :p And we still have OL out there, making his preparations to unleash the full Spectrum on Earth...
 
Heh. Honestly, I'm amazed Minus Sixteen has enough civilisation to have an America, much less a president.

Robin was surprised by that as well and noted that something doesn't make sense.

Hmm. :confused: Who was the current magic expert of the Light right now? Mordru? Ariahn? Someone else I can't remember? Joy of losing track of things...

Boss Sniley may honestly count.

Mordeu would be stuck in the Plane of Chaos since John is in the material universe, and Arion is a massive racist.

Circe is a possibility, though whether she's working with them or just with Truggs is up in the air.

I'm sure Lex would claim he is a good man, in a world deceived by aliens, madmen and freaks... :rolleyes:

He is that much of a narcissist.
 
It would be Apokliptian here.
'Apokoliptian'
Perfectly in line with predictions, though I don't detect anything affect that I can assign to the anti-life.
'any affect'? 'any effect'? I think either could work, depending on what exactly you were going for with the sentence.
If we're genetically identical, that the only factors that could cause the differences between us are environmental."
'then the only'
Also, while genetics and environment are the two main things in reality, don't they have to account for differences in souls as well? Magic stuff is clearly influenced by genetics to some degree, but I don't think it is all or even mostly genetics.
Mannheim's motorcade is choosing to pass through Blüdhaven, bulldozer blade equipped vehicles at the front effortlessly shoving abandoned cars out of the way.
I feel like there should be a hyphen somewhere in 'bulldozer blade equipped' but I'm not sure where.

Great chapter! I really enjoyed how competent Luthor is. Also, interesting that Mannheim can see through people and maybe hear their thoughts? I don't remember it being mentioned before, though it isn't too surprising now that I know it. That bodes poorly for any attempt of the people on Earth to oppose him. Did Paul deliberately not tell anyone his plan because he knew this already, or did he just get lucky with not bothering to inform anyone?
 
I'm really hoping we get a neat explanation as to how Earth -16 even has civilization at all with how inherently different the people are. It's genuinely fascinating.
 
Home Field (part 22)
6th February 2013
21:59 GMT -5


"Mistress?"

I look over from the work I'm doing wiring up… Some canisters of stuff Dick got from Batman's cave that I'm pretty sure isn't FDA approved. Karon looks fine to me, but Holly's looking worried.

It's weird, really. Holly was always kinda… I don't want to say 'fragile', but… Like a broken bone that wasn't set right. Healed, but not.. right. The way she talked about Karon, it was pretty clear that them getting together was when she started… Getting better. I haven't gotten a handle on how their relationship works now.

Dick's right there, trying to work out if there's anything wrong. Nothing I can do to help with that, so I finish getting up the gas bomb and close the maintenance hatch.

I grew up in Gotham, gangsters and supervillains and all. So I don't find it funny that there were clearly holes where someone else screwed something like this into the brickwork here before… But I'm not exactly surprised.

"He's closer."

I look around… She's got some of her Justified around and they're all armed… But they're armed with stuff they took from Gotham gun stores, not the military hardware that Mannheim's guys will have. Since me, Dick and Mitchell aren't part of her… 'Patch', we don't add anything to her ability to do an Anti-Life fight with Mannheim. Canis does, and he likes her more than…

Charity Auction Darkseid.

Which is a stupid name, but if I didn't know how dangerous the Joker is, the name would make him sound like a joke too.

Anyway, there's no way we could do whatever Karon's done to keep ourselves under the Anti-Life. I think… Mom… Might be heading that way, but it's… Not something I'd want to take a chance on, especially when we've only got a few minutes.

"Canis…" Dick looks at Canis, and his face is completely serious. Because if he's wrong about this, everyone here could die. "Are you sure what Mannheim is planning?"

"I have no special knowledge of his human self. But I know New Gods, and this is how we would manage such a conflict."

We're planning on meeting him in the main yard of Blackgate Prison, because we're assuming that he wants Karon more than anything. But he's going to have to drive through most of Gotham to get here. If he wants anything else… Like, say, taking her place in the minds of most of the people in Gotham, then there isn't anything we can really do to stop him.

I don't actually know which is better.

I mean, this place is my home, but I already like Central City and Happy Harbour better. Less crime, nicer people, fewer memories. It's not like places like WayneTech are still working. Batman's moved out the super secret or dangerous stuff, and what's left is all rigged to self destruct just in case something like this happens. So there's nothing strategically important to take here. The portals are shut down and even if he can tell they were here, there's no generator on this side. So all that's left is an old city that used to be big in manufacturing and only just started putting that part of the economy back together after the Sheeda wrecked the places the manufacturing got moved to. It's not rich, it's not advanced, and the people aren't all that great either. So if he just occupies the city and then leaves, not much of value gets lost.

But I like Karon. And we could practice de-Anti-Lifing people on her and her Justified. So… I don't want Mannheim here or anything…

I drop down into the courtyard.

"Do we know where the Finality Man is?"

Dick nods and holds up his arm computer. Real time from Washington, Finality Man standing in front of the Lincoln Memorial. They haven't wrecked it or defaced it or anything like that, but I know Paul did something to get out of America's… Soul there, and I'm… Worried about that robot hanging around.

"So it can just boom tube over here whenever it wants?"

Canis shakes his head. "No. Why do you think we do not settle our wars with New Genesis by sending over a billion Lowlies armed with nuclear bomb packs?"

"Can't say I'd thought about it."

"Highfather's metaphysique is strong. On New Genesis his very presence limits what we could send. I could take an army of Dog Soldiers there armed with mundane weapons, to be met with mundane weapons. Before that, we could send rabid insectoid beasts because they were merely violent animals. The nearest we ever managed to that approach were the Suicide Jockeys, and that took effort and they were limited."

"Effort like..?"

"Other New Gods pushing against Highfather's soul at the launch point. And their bombs could only be low yield. In places other than New Genesis we are less limited of course, but it was never a simple matter."

Makes sense they'd have some kind of defense against it.

Dick nods. "And Karon's doing that here."

Canis looks at Karon, who is twitching weirdly. "She's disrupting his hold, certainly, but she is no Highfather. He could probably brute force it if he wanted, but it would cost him."

"And he doesn't need to, 'cause where are we gunna go?" Canis nods. "What happens if Match uses heat vision on their vehicles?"

"It takes them longer to get here."

"Or their guns?"

Canis frowns. "Were you planning on making this a gunfight?" He looks around, then shrugs. "I have no objection, but most of the Lowlies in this city would die, and Finality Man would inevitably appear."

Dick sighs. "I don't think I'm getting this whole thing."

Canis… Actually stops and thinks.

"Imagine… A perfectionist, who wants to complete a… Run through some manner of computer game without… Taking a hit, losing a single unit, without missing a single great treasure. Something of that nature. And their nature means that they cannot accept anything but complete success."

"So… He has to crush everyone who resists, but he has to do it in… He has to be inefficient, even if he could just throw a ICBM at us."

"No. If Mistress were not here, he could just throw the missile."

"Even with this being Batman's town?"

"Unless Batman is now a New God, yes. In time he will have to kill Uncle Scott, or chase him from the world."

"But not you or Barda?"

"No. We have too much of the Anti-Life in us already. We do not oppose it or act as a counterpoint."

"And if he just walked up to you..?"

"I hope that my faith in Darkseid would keep me separate. But if Darkseid has given him a great deal of power, I might be overwhelmed."

"But you being here helps Karon."

He smiles. "I can't take Mannheim seriously. That affects things."

Dick shakes his head. "Okay. Do you think this is going to work?"

Canis looks around. "It may. It is a rational approach, but I have never seen something like this work before. The tension is thrilling."

"Okay." Dick looks around one last time, trying to see anything else we could do. Doesn't look like he finds anything. "Artemis and I are going to get into position. Good luck."
 
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6th February 2013
21:59 GMT -5


"Mistress?"

I look over from the work I'm going wiring up… Some canisters of stuff Dick got from Batman's cave that I'm pretty sure isn't FDA approved. Karon looks fine to me, but Holly's looking worried.
Artemis again, eh? A proper local girl. Interesting that Robin is tapping into Batman's more exotic stock. Hopefully he can justify his use of whatever it is to the boss, or he's going to be in deep trouble.

It's weird, really. Holly was always kinda… I don't want to say 'fragile', but… Like a broken bone that wasn't set right. Healed, but not.. right. The way she talked about Karon, it was pretty clear that them getting together was when she started… Getting better. I haven't gotten a handle on how their relationship works now.

Dick's right there, trying to work out if there's anything wrong. Nothing I can do to help with that, go I finish getting up the gas bomb and close the maintenance hatch.
Let's hope said relationship survives the undoing of the Anti-Life. I suspect neither of them is going to be unchanged...

I grew up in Gotham, gangsters and supervillains and all. So I don't find it funny that there were clearly holes where someone else screwed something like this into the brickwork here before… But I'm not exactly surprised.

"He's closer."
Probably a previous gas dosing scheme. So, Joker or Scarecrow. They're about the only members of the Freaks I can think of that favour gas weapons.

I look around… She's got some of her Justified around and they're all armed… But they're armed with stuff they took from Gotham gun stores, not the military hardware that Mannheim's guys will have. Since me, Dick and Mitchell aren't part of her… 'Patch', we don't add anything to her ability to do an Anti-Life fight with Mannheim. Canis does, and he likes her more than…

Charity Auction Darkseid.
Better to think of Mannheim in mocking tones. Taking him seriously plays into his Narrative as the conquering proxy of his Master.

Which is a stupid name, but if I didn't know how dangerous the Joker is, the name would make him sound like a joke too.

Anyway, there's no way we could do whatever Karon's done to keep ourselves under the Anti-Life. I think… Mom… Might be heading that way, but it's… Not something I'd want to take a chance on, especially when we've only got a few minutes.
Ooof, OG Huntress not dealing well? Or maybe too well? Best to leave her out of this, though. No need to introduce another random element.

"Canis…" Dick looks at Canis, and his face is completely serious. Because we he's wrong about this, everyone here could die. "Are you sure what Mannheim is planning?"

"I have no special knowledge of his human self. But I know New Gods, and this is how we would manage such a conflict."
Which is probably why their wars drag on so long, and are fought with massed footsoldiers rather than elite specialists.

We're planning on meeting him in the main yard of Blackgate Prison, because we're assuming that he wants Karon more than anything. But he's going to have to drive through most of Gotham to get here. If he wants anything else… Like, say, taking her place in the minds of most of the people in Gotham, then there isn't anything we can really do to stop him.

I don't actually know which is better.
Hopefully Mistress' hold remains steady in the face of his Narrative.

I mean, this place is my home, but I already like Central City and Happy Harbour better. Less crime, nicer people, fewer memories. It's not like places like WayneTech are still working. Batman's moved out the super secret or dangerous stuff, and what's left is all rigged to self destruct just in case something like this happens. So there's nothing strategically important to take here. The portals are shut down and even if he can tell they were here, there's no generator on this side. So all that's left is an old city that used to be big in manufacturing and only just started putting that part of the economy back together after the Sheeda wrecked the places the manufacturing got moved to. It's not rich, it's not advanced, and the people aren't all that great either. So if he just occupies the city and then leaves, not much of value gets lost.
No, he's here because of the face he's risking by letting Mistress stand. He has to defeat her, or be weakened by her existence.

But I like Karon. And we could practice de-Anti-Lifing people on her and her Justified. So… I don't want Mannheim here or anything…

I drop down into the courtyard.
Good thing about being Dannered: No need to fear leaping off a rooftop. Probably makes foot-chases a lot easier.

"Do we know where the Finality Man is?"

Dick nods and holds up his arm computer. Real time from Washington, Finality Man standing in front of the Lincoln Memorial. They haven't wrecked it or defaced it or anything like that, but I know Paul did something to get out of America's… Soul there, and I'm… Worried about that robot hanging around.
Yes, just a little concerning. Hopefully the Heartlands are bunkered down against the 'foreign invasion'. Though I picture the Mean Streets of its darker reflection being less able to resist...

"So it can just boom tube over here whenever it wants?"

Canis shakes his head. "No. Why do you think we do not settle our wars with New Genesis by sending over a billion Lowlies armed with nuclear bomb packs?"
Because that would be boring. No, there's no Narrative there. Merely slaughter.

"Can't say I'd thought about it."

"Highfather's metaphysique is strong. On New Genesis his very presence limits what we could send. I could take an army of Dog Soldiers there armed with mundane weapons, to be met with mundane weapons. Before that, we could send rabid insectoid beasts because they were merely violent animals. The nearest we ever managed to that approach were the Suicide Jockeys, and that took effort and they were limited."
Because they were more assassins than common soldiers, eh? And Narrative Conflict has mechanics for that sort of thing.

"Effort like..?"

"Other New Gods pushing against Highfather's soul at the launch point. And their bombs could only be low yield. In places other than New Genesis we are less limited of course, but it was never a simple matter."
Hence the use of proxies like Mannheim. There's no New Genesis equivalent on Earth right now, so he can run roughshod over their usual rules of engagement, but not against other New Gods or beings of comparable function...

Makes sense they'd have some kind of defense against it.

Dick nods. "And Karon's doing that here."
She's made Gotham hers. Mannheim has to be seen in person taking it from her. Such is the nature of their Narrative.

Canis looks at Karon, who is twitching weirdly. "She's disrupting his hold, certainly, but she is no Highfather. He could probably brute force it if he wanted, but it would cost him."

"And he doesn't need to, 'cause where are we gunna go?" Canis nods. "What happens if Match uses heat vision on their vehicles?"
Ooh, interesting. Is she feeling Mannheim's aura grinding up against the edges of her own? Like having someone run an icy finger down your spine...

"It takes them longer to get here."

"Or their guns?"
Then they'll just use them as cubs, I suppose. Whatever Mannheim commands them to do...

Canis frowns. "Were you planning on making this a gunfight?" He looks around, then shrugs. "I have no objection, but most of the Lowlies in this city would die, and Finality Man would inevitably appear."

Dick sighs. "I don't think I'm getting this whole thing."
It's one of those weird things. Stop thinking of it as a fistfight, and more as two people telling a story, trying to make their own Narrative be heard above the other. Until one of them surrenders and is silenced.

Canis… Actually stops and thinks.

"Imagine… A perfectionist, who wants to complete a… Run through some manner of computer game without… Taking a hit, losing a single unit, without missing a single great treasure. Something of that nature. And their nature means that they cannot accept anything but complete success."
Ha. Nice analogy. I've seen perfect runs like that before. Done them myself too... Even if it takes a little cheating to get everything.

"So… He has to crush everyone who resists, but he has to do it in… He has to be inefficient, even if he could just throw a ICBM at us."

"No. If Mistress were not here, he could just throw the missile."
Such is the power of a New God's aura. Or the aura of on who is similar in nature, if not raw power.

"Even with this being Batman's town?"

"Unless Batman is now a New God, yes. In time he will have to kill Uncle Scott, or chase him from the world."
...Makes me wonder what Bruce would gain as his Godname. 'Justice'? 'Righteousness? 'Intimidation'?

"But not you or Barda?"

"No. We have too much of the Anti-Life in us already. We do not oppose it or act as a counterpoint."
Their own Narratives are those of followers.

"And if he just walked up to you..?"

"I hope that my faith in Darkseid would keep me separate. But if Darkseid has given him a great deal of power, I might be overwhelmed."
Let's hope not, then.

"But you being here helps Karon."

He smiles. "I can't take Mannheim seriously. That affects things."
In effect, he's adding his voice to Mistress' story, as a sort of backup song.

Dick shakes his head. "Okay. Do you think this is going to work?"

Canis looks around. "It may. It is a rational approach, but I have never seen something like this work before. The tension is thrilling."

"Okay." Dick looks around one last time, trying to see anything else we could do. Doesn't look like he finds anything. "Artemis and I are going to get into position. Good luck."
I have the feeling they'll need it.

A useful bit of insight into the nature of Narrative Combat there. Mannheim and Mistress are basically playing their own stories out, and when they come into conflict, the stronger Narrative will win out. The Conquering Agent versus the Desperate Protector. And no doubt Mannheim intends to stack the deck in his favour with the mass of followers he's building up...

Because we he's wrong about this, everyone here could die.
Because if he's wrong about this, everyone here could die.
"And he doesn't need to, 'cause where are we gunna go?"
Double Space.
 
Why isn't Scott here?
Keeping someone who is infected with AntiLife free from Darkseid's control and apart from Darkseid's mindset seems within his specialty.
Because he's the most powerful New God on the good side, and they need him to use New God technology.
Because if he's wrong about this, everyone here could die.
"And he doesn't need to, 'cause where are we gunna go?"
Double Space.
Shouldn't it be "so I finish"
Thank you, corrected.
 
I look over from the work I'm going wiring up… Some canisters of stuff Dick got from Batman's cave that I'm pretty sure isn't FDA approved.
'doing'?
"Are you sure what Mannheim is planning?"
'of what'?
"No. Why do you think we do not settle our wars with New Genesis by sending over a billion Lowlies armed with nuclear bomb packs?"
I had wondered about that.
 
Good thing about being Dannered: No need to fear leaping off a rooftop. Probably makes foot-chases a lot easier.

Though it may be hell on stealth when things like roads break when you land on them.

Yes, just a little concerning. Hopefully the Heartlands are bunkered down against the 'foreign invasion'. Though I picture the Mean Streets of its darker reflection being less able to resist...

Sam and his friends may have set up defences after Smiley, and no country is happy about foreign elements invading it, so the bad side may also be defended.

Granted in their case their dislike of foreign invasion would be in the form of hysterical xenophobia.

Makes me wonder what Bruce would gain as his Godname. 'Justice'? 'Righteousness? 'Intimidation'?

Simple, it would be "I'm Batman.".

In effect, he's adding his voice to Mistress' story, as a sort of backup song.

So he's a hype man.

I can't help but imagine Mistress and Manheim having a rap battle right now.
 

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