Justice Avengers: Dawn over New York

Xavier's

"So yeah, we got it," Darwin said, "And it let's me control people's minds. So... I don't like that. Cause I wanna go out there, find those guys that-" He stopped just short, looking at that spear thoughtfully, "-all those haters, all those 'phobes and 'cists and turn their mind to mush, make 'em march goose step to not do what they're doing."

He stared at it a while longer looking at him, "So, you mind taking this thing off my hands? I figure if there's anyone who's proved he can resist that temptation, it's you."

Hospital

"Thank you!!" Access quickly said and then turned around, walking away from the receptionist before she had the chance to offend Doctor Fate (or the other way around.)

They soon found the indicated room. Access did the polite thing and knocked on the door. "Rocket, are you here? It's Access. And Dr. Fate."

"Well, they are stronger, but not always so strong. I feel a lot more tired when I'm not fighting crime and...I'm having these black outs that are the main reason why I'm here. I just...wake up at dawn in random places with the uniform on. And maybr I'm fighting crimes when I black out so...I dunno."

Rocket went to the door and opened it. "Ah, good, you're here Fate," Rocket said. "Come in! With you here, we can actually start!"

Access almost responded with an "Ahem. I'm here too, you know" but decided that this wasn't the moment to be sarcastic.

In fact, he really felt out of place in what amounted to an exorcism. But on the other hand, he couldn't bail out in case there was an emergency. So, he found a corner of the room where he could be out of the way and watched as quietly as possible.

Even from behind what appeared to be a several-inches-thick metal door, Power Girl could hear the rhythmic thoom of bass from a heavy metal track being played fairly loudly. The blonde approached the door, and it immediately slid open^* courtesy of JARVIS, greeting her with a blast of music like an airlock into space had just been forced open. She tried covering her ears, but it still broke through and continued to assault her eardrums^* thank you, enhanced hearing as she headed inside.

Tony's lab appeared to have been overrun by a junkyard since the last time she had been there. Various heavy-duty parts lay strewn on the floor, some sitting beside half-open boxes of the same part, all stacked on top of each other. The glow of fluorescent lights installed into the ceiling, walls and floors illuminated what looked like rows of miniature gantries along the walls, with tools sitting on fold-out tables in-between them. Most of the gantries were empty, but the rest currently had all kinds of finished and half-finished armors standing in them. From her vantage point, Power Girl could see one that looked like it was missing its armor, one with a large claw on its left arm, and one that had a rather fancy flame paintjob.

The music's volume then began to lower, allowing the blonde to let go of her ears. Tony himself soon emerged from around a metal pillar, wiping his oil-stained hands on a rag. "H...Hey," he muttered, his bag-circled eyes seemingly trying to keep themselves fixed on Power Girl's own while simultaneously trying to look away. "Shoulda told me you were coming... I'd have tried to tidy the place up."

"Sorry," Power Girl replied, a gloved hand making its way to her arm. There was a moment of silence, wherein both did look away from each other and made no movement. "...How was your trip a few days ago?" the blonde finally managed, snapping the man in front of her out of his momentary trance.

"......Eventful," Tony said after another few seconds. And then both clammed up once more.

"How - " "What - " both suddenly spoke at the same time; both stopped, with Power Girl rubbing the back of her neck sheepishly and Tony's eyes darting around in embarrassment. "You first," the blonde offered with a halfhearted grin.

Tony rolled his head for a bit, audibly inhaling and exhaling as he took several deep breaths. "......What are you doing here?" he at last asked. "JARVIS let you in, so I figured it was important..."

"......Not really," the blonde replied, hand still on the back of her neck. "I just... I just wanted to talk. It's been... been a while, after all."

The older man blinked for a bit, his face stretched in quiet surprise. It soon turned somber again, and he looked off to the side. "I still don't think I'm pleasant company right now, PG."

"Please," Power Girl insisted. "I nee... no, we...... well, er... okay, maybe I'm being too selfish about this. Sorry." The blonde fidgeted, looking about ready to just give a wave and leave.

After another moment of silent fidgeting from both, Tony managed to keep his eyes on Power Girl, noting how much more uneasy she appeared. "...How about up top, then? I may need some sun at this point... or maybe I'll probably end up a pile of ash on the floor the second I leave, cooped up in here for so long." He scratched the back of his head, flashing the blonde a faint, joking grin.

Power Girl's shoulders appeared to lose tension and relax. She returned Tony's grin with a faint smile of her own.

edited 24th Aug '15 1:20:43 AM by Demovere

"Access!" Megan said, suddenly rushing to hug her friend as hard as possible. There was a tint of fear as she let go of him, before turning to Dr. Fate. "Thank you so much for coming, Mr. Fate. We were going to call my friend, but she's not feeling well. Remind me to talk to you later? After all of this is done?"

The presence of Dr. Fate had relieved a bit of Megan's fear, so as she turned to Rocket, the raccoon could see she wasn't subtly shivering anymore. "I think we can begin."

Access was surprised by Meggan's hug; it had been a while since they worked together and he had forgotten how- expressive she could be. But he had an inkling it had been a good thing for both their souls, in this rather tense moment.

"Nice to see you too. Hey, don't worry, you got this this" he whispered into her ear, before she let go and turned around, ready to begin her duty.

Hospital

The families were nodding and getting out of the way. Well, the father had to be pried from holding the girl's hand, on grounds of that's what the green lady just told you not to do, dad. Besides that, room was given.

"Alright, let's get this started," Rocket said. He then cracked his knuckles and did some stretches as if he was preparing for a major workout. As he stretched he walked up to Access. "Would you mind staying here?" the raccoon asked. "If someone goes wrong, and I mean catastrophically wrong, we may need help from the others." Then he whispered: "Minus Tony though. These people here aren't big fans of him right now. Maybe JARVIS in an empty suit, just not Tony."

After he finished he pulled up a stool and put it next to the girl's bed. "If this is similar to how I did it previously, we start by having all those going in holding hands, right?" Rocket asked.

"Establishing physical contact helps." Megan nodded, stepping in the middle of the two beds as her arms grew just a bit longer to touch the foreheads of the coma patients. "Certainly makes the link stronger and diminishes the chances of fading."

Hospital

There was ice and there was... had been... fire. The older woman, who had been covered in enough of the wrath wasps to completely obscure her features, came with the impression of smoldering embers.

The girl, once covered in butterfae, gave the impression of frost covered steel.

Star City

"Doesn't sound like we have any time to waste then. Everyone - find a ride!" Green Arrow ordered hopping on a motorcycle and gesturing for Cypher to join him. Then he'd drive towards the train station - eager to close this case once and for all.

"How is it?" Rocket asked as Megan quickly glanced at the minds of the victims.

"The girl is so... cold." Megan breathed out, cold air coming out of her mouth. But at the same time, sweat started to form on her forehead. "And the woman is so hot. Wasps are covering them... no, sorry, insects. But they feel so weird..."

"What plagues you?" Megan asked out loud in the mindscape, trying to approach both of the coma patients tenderly. "I can help."

There was tugging and there was a sensation of cold to one side and heat to the other, and with them impression of thoughts associated with them, of blind stumbling and blind rage respectively.

Then the cold won out, and Megan was in a mindscape. Everywhere her mind's eye would see came forth in visions of being frosted over. It manifested as a sort of Disney-esque village, a great big castle seen off in the distance.

All of these things were covered in a sheen of glistening snowy white, the thatch roofed cottages, the castle's stone and the people.

Yes, there were people, villagers, their clothes frosted over and their skin a cold blue. They were all people the girl met only in passing, anonymous faces that filled her memories as people that existed but didn't matter to her. They were all frozen, seemingly in mid stride from whatever it is one might imagine they were doing.

Baxter Building

"Uhh...they are stronger. Strong-ish. But I find myself a lot more tired in the end of the day. Also, I'm having these black outs for a while now. They come with really bad dreams, and I wake out to find myself...clothed. Its possible I'm doing a vigilante thing trough the night...but it's all...hazy. Do you ever heard of some kind of sleep-web-swinging experiences?"

edited 28th Aug '15 3:22:33 AM by Kyef

"Wait!" Megan yelled out to the girl, shivering as she stepped into the frozen village. She tried to find her 'host' amongst the wasteland, making sure to not touch anyone. "Where are you?" Shea asked out loud, moving onto levitating so as to not touch anything in this village.

At the sound of her voice, some of the frozen figures did move. It was stiff movement, their bodies crackled as frost fell of. Some, but not all, and those that did slowly, jerkily, turned to face Megan.

One woman opened her mouth and went, "Wwuuaaaaaahhhh~"

Xavier's

Xavier smiled. "A very mature decision on your part, Armondo. Most impressive." He reached for the staff. "I'm certain I can find somewhere quite secure, to store this unusual artefact."

Baxter Building

"I think it's safe to say that I have not," said Dr Richards flatly. "Hm. It seems to me that the issue is most likely psychological. I shall have to run you through a battery of tests, most likely involving hypnosis, to get to the root of the problem."

"Woah, doc, I didn't know you could do hypnosis!" Johnny interjected.

"You'd be surprised what you don't know about me and my capabilities...uh, kiddo."

"Aw, man, you shoulda told be back at that dumb swar-ay thing. Coulda made a hell of a party trick!"

Star City

Duos was the first to arrive at the train station. Unfortunately, it seemed like rush hour was starting to get underway. Commuters were flooding in and out of the front door. The ticket lines were trailing in every direction, heedless of the velcro lines stretching from pole to pole and supposedly marking the edges of the queues. A couple of guards were leaning placidly against the walls, caps tipped over their eyes. Up above, there were monitors displaying the train times, and monitors that were supposed to the showing the security feed, but, oddly enough, were now completely black.

Meanwhile, out in the far reaches of the station, there was a veritable field of pebbles, train tracks, and old, rusting train carts. In one particular spot, there sat a cargo train, lined with containers aplenty. On the far end, a box car was left open and empty, by 'special reservation', and it was here that Scramble and his crew were currently hurrying to.

"Uh, sure. I'll do it, but I swear to god if you ever make me actlike an chicken, or something like that, our friendship is gone."

Downtown Manhattan

A bell on a door jangled as Booster and Moon Knight walked out of the tailor's. Mark hated to admit it, but he was impressed. If what the old guy said was true then he worked fast.

"I still don't know how he's going to make our suits in four hours. Where did you even find this guy?" he asked and, of course, Booster just shrugged with that grin of his.

"S'the perks of being a world-renowned superhero and celebrity. You get to know the best people. And Herb is the best." he fished in his pockets for some gum and offered Mark a stick, which he declined. Booster shrugged and popped it into his mouth. "So what's our plan for tonight?" Mark had put some thought into this while they were getting measured.

"Same as always. You make a big show of yourself, I play invisible and scope out the area." Booster frowned and ran a hand over his mouth in thought.

"Wouldn't it make more sense for Skeet to do the recon?" he asked, "He's more inconspicuous than either of us." Mark shook his head.

"Him not being around you is conspicuous."

edited 31st Aug '15 10:43:52 AM by SonOfSharknado

"Get back!"

Megan thrust her hand forward, trying to use her telekinesis to stop the bodies from moving.

"I'm not here to harm you, okay? I'm here to help you— you need to understand that!"

"There's too many people." Duos said to the others via the communicator.

"Green Arrow, do you want me to... scare them away? Clear the field to avoid any problems?"

edited 1st Sep '15 6:28:38 AM by Stratofarius

Megan's telekinesis brushed over them like a stiff breeze. The one speaking managed to work its mouth enough to speak.

"-hhhhuuuuu? Who are you looking for?"

"I have a better idea that might create less of a panic." Green Arrow said, via radio before shortly arriving at the station. Banking on his good reputation to the citizens of Star City, he cleared his throat and spoke up.

"Everybody if you can listen up real quick, my friends and I are conducting an investigation! If you can hurry to your trains or leave the station for a bit, we'd really appreciate it!" Green Arrow bellowed, gesturing for Speedy and the security guards nearby to start herding the civillians out of there.