MARS
Husband Hill, Legion Academy's Arqiia CampusROLL CALL
Legion AcademyKey Kid aka Miqui Ver: ability to bypass any man-made lock or barrierSojurn aka S'jn: interdimensional cephalopod; teleportation, telekinesis, telepathyKey Kid sat against the wall of the Legion Academy's training room sulking while Sojurn hovered nearby. The students of the Legion Academy had been randomly paired off and then each pair had been locked inside a simulated deathtrap escape room...even with the surprise defences their teachers had programmed into the rooms, it was a cakewalk for Key Kid and Sojurn and they were out in almost less time than it had taken to lock them inside in the first place.
"Ugh, this is so
boring," Key Kid rolled his eyes. "I can't believe we have to wait for everyone else, they're gonna take
forever! I mean what's the diskhead meant to do,
die her way out of there?"
"Key Kid?" Sojurn spoke, having quickly become familiar with the new voice modulator they wore. "Our teachers told us that term...
diskhead...is not to be used under any circumstances, did you forget?"
"Yeah, well...our teachers aren't here, are they?" Key Kid's gaze moved to the enclosed control console above them where Lightning Lad and Saturn Girl monitored the students' progress. "And they won't know unless you tell them." There was an uncommon edge in Miqui's voice as he glared now at Sojurn.
"Perhaps this is a matter of what Lightning Lad and Saturn Girl called
privacy," Sojurn pondered aloud. "Fear not, I will respect your privacy. But Key Kid...if you don't mind me asking...you seem to be projecting far more negativity than usual since we returned from Jaquaa. I am not a native denizen of your dimensional plane, and I do not wish to pry, but I would like to assist if there is any way I can do so..?"
Miqui sighed and let his head flop. "Sorry Sojurn, I don't mean to take it out on you...it's just that when me and Amp were on Lallor, the diskheads -- the Dominion -- they gave us fake lives, fake memories, and inserted us onto the Heroes of Lallor as like...sleeper agents I guess. They actually turned one of our friends against us and...well, me and Amp are the only ones who survived out of the new Heroes of Lallor*. And now everyone's treating that squaj Enigma Lass like she's a normal kid. I don't know if I can stay here if she's gonna hang around."
"I see," Sojurn replied. "Thank you for your explanation." There were a few moments of silence, during which Key Kid found Sojurn as impossible to read as any other time. For once, Miqui Ver was grateful though. Since his outburst about Enigma Lass back on Jaquaa, Miqui had been on the outs with pretty much the entire rest of the class and he was beginning to feel like Sojurn was the only one not constantly judging him.
"Key Kid," Sojurn eventually spoke again, "Do you know how I came to be exiled to your dimensional plane?"
"Sure," the redhead shrugged. "You had some adventure with that Science Police lady you're friends with...Officer Lamprey, right?"
"That is a succinct overview," the extradimensional octopus answered, "But the reason for our adventure was that my people abducted Lamprey, along with another friend Turtle and the Legionnaires Chlorophyll Kid and Comet Queen and their daughter**. My people, the Ceph'ii, have abducted lifeforms from other dimensions for time immemorial. We age immensely slowly compared to those species I have encountered in this plane...I believe it is fair to say that I have lived for 10,000 of your United Planets standard years. Your lives pass so swiftly compared to ours...I am ashamed to say my people treated anybody else they came across like the basest of animals. We exhibit other lifeforms in...there is no direct equivalent in Interlac, but you may think of them as exozoological research and entertainment locations."
"You...put people in zoos??" Key Kid's hazel eyes grew wide. "And wait a nano;
you're 10,000 years old??"
"The Ceph'ii put people in zoos," Sojurn corrected him. "And I am but a youngling among my race, Key Kid. I tell you this story because...I am not who my people taught me to be. When I discovered that our captives were sapient, that this dimensional plane teems with sapient species, I rejected the ways of my people. I believe there would be more Ceph'ii like me if we were just given the opportunity to be more than we were indoctrinated to be."
Silence fell between the two again, until they heard bickering from one of the other escape rooms, and the outer door opened to release Chemical Kid and Amp. "Perhaps we should rejoin our classmates," Sojurn ventured. "I imagine the others must not be far behind."
"You go ahead," Key Kid mumbled in a distracted tone.
"...I've got some stuff to think about."
**********
Inside one of the escape rooms, Enigma Lass and Variable Lad had been paired up. They were inside a cube with three of the walls all composed of glowing numbered square tiles one of 10 different colours. Like an inverted version of the child's toy called a Lupran Cube, they had to slide rows of blocks around into a configuration which would allow them to find the winning combination. They'd tried four different combinations now though, and failed each time. Every time they failed, the room closed in on them a little more with the tiles also shrinking proportionately to fit the smaller space. Variable Lad had already taken on a super-strong form to smash their way out, but failed. He suspected a semi-liquid form could ooze between the tiles, but that would still leave Enigma Lass in here.
"Enigma Lass, I feel that I must apologise," Variable Lad spoke up. "I am the more experienced of the two of us, I should have found us a way out by now."
"Oaa, that's silly!" Enigma Lass rasped. Though she still wore her full body costume which concealed her appearance entirely, Variable Lad had convinced her that she at least didn't need to use a voice modulator around the other students. "We must be a team," the Dominator girl continued, "And I must pull my weight as well. Besides, I am on the cusp of solving this puzzle, I can
feel it!"
"Well...I am pleased that you decided to stay," Oaa volunteered, "And equally pleased to be on your team today. You know, Enigma Lass...you don't have to wear your mask and hood around us now that we know who you are..."
"I know," the girl replied in a small voice. "...And thank you. The mask...the mask is because
I want it. My people damaged so many, Oaa...I hate what I am and I hate all rreminderrs of that. Even my awful voice! I can't even say my stupid rrr's prroperrly!"
"All is well!" Variable Lad rushed to reassure her. "Just take your time, Enigma Lass...I just hope one day you'll realise that you are appreciated as your true self. If I may ask, what is your real name actually? You know all of ours!"
"Oh, Oaa..." the faceless girl sighed, a muffled sound almost like a low growl. "I am of the Dominion...a Dominion
female....I don't have a name, I do not even have a
disk..."
"Well, you're not in the Dominion anymore!" Variable Lad challenged her lightly. "And you don't have to live by their rules! If you want a name, I say you can have one all of your own!"
Enigma Lass was about to answer the Jaquaan youth when an epiphany came to her; in a flash she understood just what she'd been missing this whole time!
"Oaa!" She rushed to the nearest tile and shuffled it across the wall with new purpose. "These rrooms...they werre neverr intended to challenge our powerrs! They werre meant to challenge ourr intellect!" In her excitement, she'd even forgotten to modify her speech patterns as she usually did. She moved more squares around, creating groups of colors that Variable Lad found familiar, but not quite familiar enough to see what she saw.
"I...I...it's a chemistry association, isn't it?" Variable Lad finally realised. "I recall this from helping Chemical Kid with his studies!"
"It is the Perriodic Table!" Enigma Lass confirmed gleefully. "The alkali metals are light blue, the alkaline earrth metals arre rred...and the numberrs tell us wherre they appearr on the table!" She moved the last square into place, and a doorway obediently appeared in a wall of predominantly purple-colored transition metals.
"You did it!" Variable Lad clapped two of his hands together. "You're so clever, Enigma Lass!"
"Thank you, Oaa." Beneath her mask, her lipless mouth curled upwards in a grin. Variable Lad had supported and defended Enigma Lass since she'd come to the Legion Academy, and she was happy to finally be able to feel like she'd done something to earn that support.
It also made her remember another time someone had been there for her when they'd had absolutely no reason to, and her mind flashed back to Invisible Kid rescuing her from Revenant's attack on the bio-vessel that had once been Enigma Lass's only world. She recalled Jacques Foccart's words as clearly as if they'd been spoken to her seconds ago, the only words that any being had ever said to her in kindness at that time of her life.***
-- You were very brave, mon petit. I am sorry that we could not help everybody else on board your vessel, but you will be safe now --"Oaa?" Enigma Lass turned to face Variable Lad as the two of them left the room, though he couldn't actually see her face behind her mask. "I think I'd like to be called...Monn Petti."
Oaa Tseldor beamed. "I think that's a wonderful name, Monn."
**********
IN ORBIT ABOVE THE BORDERWORLD KURSZGE III
The Legion of Superheroes mobile base, the BrainstemROLL CALLKid Computo aka Danielle Foccart: cyberempathyFor most of the Legionnaires, the Brainstem was (at least initially) one of the more intimidating areas of their mobile headquarters. A highly protected cylindrical space in the centre of their base, the Brainstem contained an overwhelming array of holographic and physical screens connecting the Legion to any number of data feeds. This place was home to the Legion's Communications Officer Trava Coruu more often than not, but as competent as that young woman was, even she sometimes needed to make use of all three of her Carggite bodies to navigate the deluge of information that flowed into this room constantly.
This was one of the rare times when not even one of Trava's bodies was on duty, and Danielle Foccart was totally comfortable with that....because while most Legionnaires treated the Brainstem like a challenge to be overcome, for the Earth girl called Kid Computo it was a playground. Sitting at ease in one of the three seats centred on a raised dais in the middle of the room, Danielle's computer-linked mind took in far more than her eyes or ears. Danielle rarely encountered this intensity of data transferral, and she was loving every second of it.
The Legion of Superheroes had come to the distant world of Kurszge III in part because it was close enough to the Khund border that they could enter Khundish territory quickly if they had to; more importantly though, this planet's largest volcano was in the process of erupting, and the Legion of Superheroes were all that prevented a planetary extinction event. The volcano itself, named Hukhaoao after an ancient deity, was some 5 miles high and spewing enough lava to decimate the local people and enough volcanic ash to put the world into a lifeless winter for decades.
Danielle's cyberempathy boosted by the Legion's superior tech allowed her access to not only the base's own sensors, but also every other piece of equipment focused on the disaster unfolding whether that be Science Police surveillance systems, communications satellites or even local journalism broadcasts and social media. Dogstar, Diamond Damsel and Neon were the highest trending heroes across many channels right now, each of them putting their great strength of body or will to the task of carrying entire buildings full of people off the densely populated island upon which Hukhaoao was situated.
Many other Legionnaires did their part in less sensational ways whether that might be Chameleon Boy, Gas Girl, Shrinking Violet or Phantom Girl finding their way to people trapped in collapsed buildings, Life Lass peeling those buildings open like an onion, or Transposition Lad freeing people from spaces that seemed otherwise inaccessible. Slug, Ultra Boy and Supergirl put their invulnerability to good use by wading through lava to bring isolated people and pets to a safe space, and Mwindaji and Dawnstar tracked down those who'd been lost in the chaos.
Kid Computo only marginally paid attention to those Legionnaires, for all the good they were doing. Her main focus right now was to guide Blok, Mon-El and Night Girl on their own very important missions which were likely to go completely unrecognised by anyone outside the Legion.
Following a path that had been mapped by Evolvo Lad's hyperevolved form, the Legion's strongest members were currently digging tunnels bare-handed through thick miles of rocky crust right into the main vent that delivered superheated material from the magma chamber beneath the giant peak to the world above. Danielle traced their progress on a computer-generated map, three small bright dots deep beneath the surface of the planet pushing onward. There were no cameras down there to record their feats, but they were creating additional chambers to bleed lava out far far away from civilisation and they would save many lives by doing so.
Kid Computo opened comms channels to the three of them. "Blok, Mon-El; you two are another half-minute or so away. Night Girl, I think you should call it quits after the next few meters."
So far away from any source of light, Night Girl's strength was almost unmatched among the Legion of Superheroes. Lydda Jath Krinn was far from invulnerable though, and within her subterranean tunnel she could already feel the heat emanating from the magma teeming nearby; she wasn't going to argue with Kid Computo on this point. "Thanks, Danielle. I'll give it another couple of punches and start heading back."
"Kid Computo, how is Cosmic Boy's squad faring?" Mon-El asked.
"A good question," Blok agreed. "Cosmic Boy, Element Lad, Evolvo Lad and Nightwind have the most important work here of any of us." The wisdom of Solomon told Blok that his Daxamite teammate could easily have used his own enhanced senses to check on Rokk Krinn, but by making Kid Computo verbally report Cosmic Boy's progress they could also ease any anxiety Night Girl might be feeling about her husband's role here tonight.
"Seems like everything's on track as far as I can see," Danielle reported back. "That's gotta be a good sign, right?"
**********
High above the erupting volcano, plumes of cloying black ash miraculously parted to reveal the sea of stars beyond.
The clearing in the clouds expanded until there was a ring several miles wide where it seemed that the apocalypse happening all around Hukhaoao just didn't exist. In the centre of that clearing, so small as to appear utterly significant against the violence happening around them, four Legionnaires descended from low orbit.
"There's so much ferrous material in this ash that it's barely an effort carving it out of our way," Cosmic Boy noted. He seemed completely relaxed, as though they weren't directly above a rupture in the planet's crust spewing lava with volcanic lightning crashing all around them. "To be honest, this is much easier than I was anticipating!"
"I'm glad for
you," Nightwind next to him retorted. Though their transuits protected them from the toxic gases and heat, Nightwind nonetheless perspired from the effort of exerting her power upon this world's atmosphere. "The winds up here are insane, it's taking everything I've got just to make sure we don't get shredded to pieces!"
"We appreciate both your contributions," Evolvo Lad spoke, the voice of his hyperevolved form as placid as ever. "After all, it would be far more difficult for myself and Element Lad to complete our task if your command of the air and the magnetic materials around us weren't so complete."
"About that," Element Lad joined in, "How much time do you need to complete your calculations, Evolvo Lad? Our transuits protect us from the worst of the environmental extremes here, but we probably shouldn't be too complacent. The sooner we're done and gone, the happier I'll be."
"Your concerns are quite reasonable," Evolvo Lad agreed. "Let us begin then, shall we?"
Within the calm eye of the storm that Cosmic Boy and Nightwind had provided, Element Lad and Evolvo Lad faced one another in cross-legged levitation. Evolvo Lad's long bony fingers reached out to touch Element Lad's temples, and a meeting of minds was initiated.
What transpired next was not as visually sensational as many other Legionnaires' powers might be, but it was the most vital action that anybody would take on Kurszge III this day. Since the quartet's flight rings had brought them within the planet's troposphere, Evolvo Lad's 14th level intellect had been calculating the precise chemical composition of the planet's biosphere and simultaneously calculating how severely this volcanic eruption would disrupt that delicate balance which allowed life here.
Left unchecked, Hukhaoao's eruption would cause so much long-term damage to this planet's biosphere that Kurszge III would be uninhabitable for at least another generation. The Legion of Superheroes refused to accept this. Evolvo Lad had determined precisely how this cloud of ash was composed down to each individual element within it, and he now telepathically fed Element Lad instructions on how to change these elements to more harmless alternatives. One element at a time, 90 billion tons of silicon, aluminium, magnesium, calcium, barium, copper, manganese and many more were shifted to less harmful variants. The whole process took less than 10 minutes, but by the end of it the skies were remarkably more clear and Jan Arrah was completely exhausted.
"You two just saved a
world," Cosmic Boy was stunned. "In as much time as it'd take us to fight the League of Super-Assassins!"
"Cos is right," a weary Nightwind rejoined. "Even Blok or Mon-El couldn't have done what you just did for these people!"
"And to think..." Element Lad remarked breathlessly, "...We wouldn't even have known about this if it we hadn't come looking for an excuse to be in this region of space today..."
"Yes," Evolvo Lad agreed, "That
is certainly something to think about, isn't it..?"
**********
THE KHUND EMPIRE
H'crides, the Demon's GateROLL CALLThe Demon's Claw
Bloodclaw: super-strength, vibro-clawsEcho aka Myke-4 Astor: sonic mimicry and amplificationFirefist: team leader; cybernetic walking arsenalFlederweb: gliding, wall-crawling, claws Strongarm: four-armed super-strong cyborgThe Sisterhood of Sin
Nimbus: personal forcefield, flightScorn: Khund blood witchStar-Bear aka Ursula Yenova: cosmic ursinthropeVeilmist: teleportationVista: contains a pocket astral environment in her mindWhite Bat: aerial assassinAtop the towering peak named the Demon's Gate, the Sisterhood of Sin had readied themselves for their resident blood witch Scorn to slay the aged cultist Jh'ein when Veilmist's husband Firefist had appeared on a hover platform alongside the rest of the Demon's Claw.
"My wife must be captured alive," Firefist commanded his team. "As for the rest...slaughter them all."
Before the women could take action, one of the Demon's Claw stepped up beside his leader. His face hidden behind the intimidating glare of a metallic mask, one word emerged from the thin slit where his mouth should be. That word was amplified with so much intensity that it was like a wall of force slamming against both the Sisterhood of Sin and Scorn's devoted attendee. Appropriately enough for the man named Echo, that word was a repeat of Firefist's own.
"Slaughter."Driven by the sonic assault, the Sisterhood all staggered back dangerously close to the edge of the peak. The cultist Jh'ein tumbled over with a terrified scream, and White Bat followed suit. The rest of them were lucky to stay conscious let alone on their feet, and they struggled to clear their heads enough to retaliate. Taking no chances, Firefist immediately turned to his errant wife. A panel whirred open in one of his outstretched arms, and two small disks emerged. Joined together by a barely visible string of hazy energy, the screaming disks homed in on Veilmist and circled furiously around the dazed woman.
"Echo has incapacitated you all for now," Firefist boasted as he approached Veilmist, "But my sonic bola will make sure you stay that way, wife. After all, you've run me quite the chase till now...best not to underestimate you when I finally have you under my thumb again."
As the rest of the Demon's Claw approached the Sisterhood, it didn't occur to any of them that White Bat might have survived her plummet. She showed them differently when her hardlight wings brought her round the Demon's Gate to swoop behind them and rake two deep gashes in Echo's back. Like the Sisterhood's silent assassin, Echo himself was ironically mute; his cybernetics allowed him to amplify any sound he heard for lethal effect, but he couldn't actually give any audible sign of his own agony as he collapsed bleeding to the rocky floor.
"Flederweb!" Bloodclaw raged. "Slay her!"
The least physically imposing of the Demon's Claw, Flederweb nonetheless leaped into the dark night and spread his own bat-like wings to pursue his female counterpart. The two of them dipped and dived, and soon they disappeared on the other side of the jutting rock.
"Now
this is my idea of a good time!" Star-Bear beamed as she took on her cosmically powered form. Sizing up the Demon's Claw, she saw two men who looked like they could give her a decent tussle. Both Strongarm and Bloodclaw were huge powerhouses, but Bloodclaw particularly had a savage gleam in his eye that really appealed to the Russian woman. Star-Bear launched herself at the enormous Khund with a ferocious roar, and the two of them were soon lost in their own hyperviolent dance.
Meanwhile, Strongarm advanced on one of the only women here he actually recognised. Scorn had been his predecessor in the Demon's Claw, and though they'd never met, he felt that it was his duty to show her that the better man had taken her old spot on the roster. The sorceress was still swooning from Echo's earlier attack though, and it would be a meaningless victory for him to crush her skull when she could barely even stand to face him.
"Not that it will make any difference," the four-armed cyborg sneered, "Your death is a foregone conclusion, witch. But hurry up and recover so that I can slay you as I have been ordered."
"As you wish," Scorn looked up at the much taller man with her own leering grin. Scorn's own Khund physiology made her more hardy than most of her teammates, and she launched herself now at Strongarm with surprising speed. Both hands clutching the hilt of her blood dagger, she rammed it into his chest and spat an incantation at him. Strongarm's blood felt as though it were on fire, and his back arched as he released a hair-raising roar.
He too recovered quickly though, and as soon as Scorn withdrew her blade from his tree trunk of a chest he backhanded her with one of his equally massive cybernetic arms. Scorn spat blood herself as she bounced across the rocky ground and grazed one side of her face. Scorn's head was once again spinning as Strongarm advanced on her to tear her limb from limb, but before he could strike her a second time a translucent blue forcefield slammed into him hard enough to send him flying right off the edge of the Demon's Gate.
"You wanted a sacrifice for that gate, right?" Nimbus stood protectively over Scorn while the blood witch climbed to her feet. "How's that for a sacrifice?"
"
I need to provide a sacrifice to the Demon's Gate," Scorn snarled ungratefully at the pretty young blonde hovering inside her namesake energy field. "These bastich men have already robbed me of my devotee...try not to rob me of any
more potential sacrifices, woman!"
"Shock, forgive a girl for trying to help..." Nimbus took a step back.
Still laid out on the ground herself, Vista was finally cognizant enough to be able to take in what was going on around her. She had no idea how the Demon's Claw had known the Sisterhood were here or why Veilmist's husband had mentioned the Legion of Superheroes earlier; that was two too many unknowns for Vista's liking. She also didn't like how evenly matched the teams were. Echo and Strongarm looked as though they were down for the count, but Bloodclaw was faring far better against Star-Bear than Vista was comfortable with, and Scorn looked like Strongarm had broken some bones with his blow. The team's two aerial specialists weren't even anywhere in sight; for all Vista knew, their creepy little winged man had already killed White Bat and was on his way back now for another victim. As for Vista herself, she thought she had maybe one display of power in her but she would need to push. She would need to make it count.
Forcing herself to one knee, Vista focused on the sonic bola that was keeping Veilmist incapacitated. The Third Eye implant in Vista's forehead flashed a bright pink, and the bola abruptly vanished. "Veilmist!" Vista commanded. "Pull yourself together and get us out of here!"
"Your interference is unwanted and short-lived, woman!" Firefist turned on Vista and sprayed a hail of bullets in her direction. At the last possible instant, Nimbus projected her forcefield between them, but two of the bullets struck Vista and she fell with a sharp wail.
"Oh, you're going to regret that," Nimbus fumed. She extended her field around herself like an exoskeleton and towered over Firefist while he emptied futile rounds of ammunition against her. "You're going to live just long enough to regret that more than you've ever regretted anything, you sleazy little--" The rest of Nimbus's diatribe was drowned out by the sound of her rending both of Firefist's arms from his torso and hurling the weapon-laden limbs over the edge of the rock.
More than half of Firefist's body was made of plasteel and wiring so the horrific assault didn't actually hurt him, but the startled Khund lost his balance and fell to the ground. Foul-smelling mechanical fluids spurted out of his busted shoulder joints while he sputtered impotently at the slight young woman who'd done this to him.
Nimbus moved to stomp him flat, but the warrior leader of the Demon's Claw had already regained his senses. "You may have quite literally disarmed me," Firefist spoke through gritted teeth, "But I can
see you, girl...and if I can see you, then that means your accursed forcefield is permeable to light." Firefist's artificial right eye locked onto Nimbus's natural eyes, and sent a strobing frequency straight into her optic nerves that temporarily scrambled her synapses and left her defenceless and convulsing on the ground. Firefist had never liked that particular weapon in his arsenal, he found it a cowardly attack at best...but desperate times called for desperate measures.
Veilmist had finally recovered enough to follow the command she'd been given by Vista, and she glared hatefully at her husband while avoiding direct eye contact with him. "You will
never possess me again, husband. No man will ever possess me again, I'll run from you till my dying day."
"
Veilmist, stop!!" This was Scorn, who crouched down now behind the prone Firefist's head. Positioned as he was, Firefist couldn't see his old teammate but he recognised Scorn's voice and cursed her for her treachery. Ignoring him, Scorn raised her blood dagger once more. "There is another way to end this, Veilmist...but he is
your husband. You should be the one to decide if he will serve the Demon Father today."
If ever there had been compassion for Firefist inside Veilmist, it had atrophied long ago. She nodded at Scorn grimly, and the blood witch brought her flashing blade down.
**********
Just outside the planet's atmosphere, seven outlaw heroes came to the end of their mysterious quest in a shuttle cloaked by Sensor Girl's powers.
Star Boy and Wildfire were at the shuttle's controls, and Wildfire now hollered at the others with his usual blunt demeanour. "So where do we go from here, O Oracles of Naltor? This planet looks like one big chunk o' rock as far as I can tell, I hope you haven't led us all this way on a wild goose chase!"
"We've come too far for you to question me now, Drake Burroughs!" Dream Girl chastised Wildfire only half-seriously. "We..."
Dream Girl trailed off weakly, and Star Boy called after her. "Nura? Everything okay back there?"
Mysa Nal turned around in her own seat to see Dream Girl and Infinite Boy sitting behind her. Mysa gasped as she saw that the two of them had already begun shuddering, their eyes rolling back in their heads. "Xao--!!"
"I'm here!" Dragonmage leaped from his own seat to stand in the aisle, and he immediately began weaving intricate dragonforms in the air. "It's okay, everybody...after seeing how Dream Girl's vision affected her back at the Legion's base, I've been preparing a defensive spell just for this occasion." Long-tailed silvery dragons flew forth from Xao's outstretched fingers and circled Dream Girl and Infinite Boy's heads while they both dreamed whatever it was they were dreaming. It wasn't a pleasant experience for either of the platinum-haired Naltorians judging by their anxious moans and the way their faces were screwed up as though in pain, but Xao's magic successfully protected them from the worst of the dark magic that was polluting these visions.
Just as the dreams seemed to be abating a bright red flash of light filled the shuttle, startling everyone greatly. It was gone as swiftly as it had come, and it left everyone feeling unnerved in its wake.
"What the sprock was that?!" Wildfire burst out.
"Nothing on sensors--" Star Boy scanned the console urgently.
"I may not possess magical abilities myself anymore," Mysa's brow furrowed, "But that felt like--"
"Magic," Dragonmage agreed darkly. "...The blackest magic."
Dream Girl and the Infinite Boy simultaneously sucked in a lungful of air and sat straight up wide-eyed in their seats.
"The Demon's Gate!" Dream Girl announced frantically.
"The Demon Father!" Infinite Boy yelled at the same time. "I know who he is, I know his name--!"
Sensor Girl went as white as a ghost. "Legionnaires..." she mumbled, having forgotten in her dread that they were no longer a part of the Legion of Superheroes. "On the planet's surface, I see him...it
must be this so-called Demon Father!" She projected an image for all of them to see what she saw; a broad-shouldered muscular man with red skin, barely garbed in white clothing. He sat as if in meditation upon a petrified throne, a staff entwined with a winged serpent in his right hand. Hair like straw hung limply about his antlered head, and four eyes upon his face opened to reveal blazing golden orbs that made everyone on board feel as though he were staring into their souls even though they all knew this was only an illusion.
"That
is him," the Infinite Boy responded to Sensor Girl with something between fear and wonder. "The Demon Father...the Great Ravager...
...TRIGON THE TERRIBLE!!!"EDITOR'S NOTES:
* Of course,
we know that Duplicate Boy II and Brittle survived the dissolution of the Heroes of Lallor, but Key Kid and Amp don't have the security clearance for that!
** It's true, it all happened
here! *** It happened
here! (obviously Jacques didn't know the little Dominator kid was specifically a little Dominator girl, and also possibly the writer *ahem* may not have thought that far ahead yet)