When Revenge came to, it was almost morning. The faint sunrise could be seen over the horizon as the true catastrophe of the précédant night came into view.
Revenge's oie chase had blinded him to the bombing of New York. Trapper's men had blown a hole in Times Square. Nothing looked the same. Bodies littered the rue and what looked like flesh splattered the wall. Revenge groaned and suddenly noticed he was tied to a clothes line.
No, not a clothes line, a power line. He could feel the energy pulsing through the cables. If he could just get enough power...
"Good Morning." a voice called. Revenge looked up to see Trapper, Holly, Nightingale, and about thirty soldiers standing there. "Nice jour for the end of the world, wouldn't toi say?"
"Not grasping you." Revenge growled. plus power...
"Well, toi won't be around to see it, but the basic jest is America is going to launch its nuclear missiles at Russia, China, and Germany. They feu back, kaboom. End of the world."
"Not grasping the "you won't be around" part."
"Ah yes. Almost forgot. toi remember that water and electricity is bad, right? Learned it in school?"
Revenge looked at two terrorists walking up with a hose aimed at him. The hose itself was hooked to a feu hydrant.
"Lights!" Trapper yelled. A blinding light was turned on and focused on Revenge.
"Camera!" Trapper yelled again. Even from this distance, Revenge could see every télévision screen, including his HUD, turn to a picture of him handing from the power lines.
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Palo Alto
04:32 PDT, March 3,
"Artemis!" Wally called from the kitchen. "Get in here!"
The blonde walked into the room and noticed every télévision on. "What--?"
"It's Revenge." Wally said, still holding his sandwich.
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"Ladies and Gentlemen of the world!" Trapper said. "Today toi learn the true cost of your politically correct society! Today toi learn the price of being a hero in a world that doesn't need and doesn't want them. Today, toi witness the death of your greatest hero!"
"Action!"
The feu hydrant sprayed water at Red Revenge his eyes widened in horror for a brief moment. Then the water hit. Electricity arced and Revenge's body jumped.
"NO!" houx yelled, lurching forward, she was held back par Nightingale.
Revenge's body stayed in the La Reine des Neiges position for a minute. His back arched, his limbs outstretched, and his head looking straight up at the skies. Then he went limp. One of the terrorists walked vers l'avant, vers l’avant and held out a scanner.
"Dead." he reported.
The terrorists cheered. houx cried into the soft chest of Nightingale as she glared, unnoticed, a the men around her.
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Mount Justice
06:39 EST, March 3,
"No." Nightwing said, slumping in a chair. The rest of the Team looked on in horror as the Black Hero's body dropped, without a movement, to the ground. A few cried, others hugged, and some looked on with determined looks set in their faces.
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The Watchtower
09:40 EST, March 3,
Batman shut his eyes tightly and turned away from the screen. The rest of the Leaguers looked on in horror as Revenge's body was dragged away.
"Let's go." Batman growled, walking toward the zeta-tube. "I want the Team ready to go as well."
He walked over to the zeta-tubes and pulled up a computer.
"Access denied. Zeta-tubes now offline."
Batman growled and slammed his fist down. "We're trapped!"
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Palo Alto
04:47 PST, March 3,
Artemis cried into Wally's chest. He hugged her tightly and could only watch as the Black Hero was tied down with a ton weight and dropped into the Manhattan Bay.
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New York City
13:42 EST, March 3
"Seven hours, sir." one of the technicians called. "We've shut down all teleportation devices on the planet. The only super-heroes that could get to New York in time to stop us are Batman, Static, and Flash. However, Batman and Flash are on the Watchtower, and Static is bogged down in Dakota with a detachment of our men."
"What about Superman?" houx asked.
"Offworld." the technician replied.
houx wiped some tears off of her face and watched as Trapper continued planning the end of the world, with no one to stop him
Revenge's oie chase had blinded him to the bombing of New York. Trapper's men had blown a hole in Times Square. Nothing looked the same. Bodies littered the rue and what looked like flesh splattered the wall. Revenge groaned and suddenly noticed he was tied to a clothes line.
No, not a clothes line, a power line. He could feel the energy pulsing through the cables. If he could just get enough power...
"Good Morning." a voice called. Revenge looked up to see Trapper, Holly, Nightingale, and about thirty soldiers standing there. "Nice jour for the end of the world, wouldn't toi say?"
"Not grasping you." Revenge growled. plus power...
"Well, toi won't be around to see it, but the basic jest is America is going to launch its nuclear missiles at Russia, China, and Germany. They feu back, kaboom. End of the world."
"Not grasping the "you won't be around" part."
"Ah yes. Almost forgot. toi remember that water and electricity is bad, right? Learned it in school?"
Revenge looked at two terrorists walking up with a hose aimed at him. The hose itself was hooked to a feu hydrant.
"Lights!" Trapper yelled. A blinding light was turned on and focused on Revenge.
"Camera!" Trapper yelled again. Even from this distance, Revenge could see every télévision screen, including his HUD, turn to a picture of him handing from the power lines.
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Palo Alto
04:32 PDT, March 3,
"Artemis!" Wally called from the kitchen. "Get in here!"
The blonde walked into the room and noticed every télévision on. "What--?"
"It's Revenge." Wally said, still holding his sandwich.
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"Ladies and Gentlemen of the world!" Trapper said. "Today toi learn the true cost of your politically correct society! Today toi learn the price of being a hero in a world that doesn't need and doesn't want them. Today, toi witness the death of your greatest hero!"
"Action!"
The feu hydrant sprayed water at Red Revenge his eyes widened in horror for a brief moment. Then the water hit. Electricity arced and Revenge's body jumped.
"NO!" houx yelled, lurching forward, she was held back par Nightingale.
Revenge's body stayed in the La Reine des Neiges position for a minute. His back arched, his limbs outstretched, and his head looking straight up at the skies. Then he went limp. One of the terrorists walked vers l'avant, vers l’avant and held out a scanner.
"Dead." he reported.
The terrorists cheered. houx cried into the soft chest of Nightingale as she glared, unnoticed, a the men around her.
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Mount Justice
06:39 EST, March 3,
"No." Nightwing said, slumping in a chair. The rest of the Team looked on in horror as the Black Hero's body dropped, without a movement, to the ground. A few cried, others hugged, and some looked on with determined looks set in their faces.
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The Watchtower
09:40 EST, March 3,
Batman shut his eyes tightly and turned away from the screen. The rest of the Leaguers looked on in horror as Revenge's body was dragged away.
"Let's go." Batman growled, walking toward the zeta-tube. "I want the Team ready to go as well."
He walked over to the zeta-tubes and pulled up a computer.
"Access denied. Zeta-tubes now offline."
Batman growled and slammed his fist down. "We're trapped!"
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Palo Alto
04:47 PST, March 3,
Artemis cried into Wally's chest. He hugged her tightly and could only watch as the Black Hero was tied down with a ton weight and dropped into the Manhattan Bay.
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New York City
13:42 EST, March 3
"Seven hours, sir." one of the technicians called. "We've shut down all teleportation devices on the planet. The only super-heroes that could get to New York in time to stop us are Batman, Static, and Flash. However, Batman and Flash are on the Watchtower, and Static is bogged down in Dakota with a detachment of our men."
"What about Superman?" houx asked.
"Offworld." the technician replied.
houx wiped some tears off of her face and watched as Trapper continued planning the end of the world, with no one to stop him
