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Sup. I know I left some stuff out last chapter so here's Cameron's story (and some other important stuff). Still sad but what he is now and why they did nothing to help him are explained.
Important note: When Castor, Pollux and Sagittarius are in their Mage forms (basically more mature versions of themselves) I will use their mage names. Same with Pisces, Virgo and Epsillon. When they are in their forms familiar to their YJ portrayal, that's the name they will be called. Black Canary in costume, Dinah in civvies, etc.
Once again, no spell check yet. Sorry in advance.
All-American Rejects' Move Along is the soundtrack.
Onward!
Chapter 27
Move Along
When all you got to keep is strong
Move along, move along like I know ya do
And even when your hope is gone
Move along, move along just to make it through
Move along
(Go on, go on, go on, go on)
Right back what is wrong
We move along
(Go on, go on, go on, go on)
Right back what is wrong
We move along
Batman sat in front of the Batcomputer looking somewhat frustrated. Even before age 8, there are no documents on anyone named Cameron Makent. Joar had the boy off the grid for a year at least according to what they witnessed. Still...he'd hoped that what they all saw was some kind of illusion, unfortunately it wasn't. When the house was searched, they found the skeletal remains of a child, dressed in the exact same jumper as they boy the Leauge all watched die , 4 and a half feet under the soil of the back porch. His injuries old and just prior to death were horrendous. The break in his neck probably didn't kill him though or at least not right away. The exact cause of death couldn't be determined. DNA concluded it was Cameron though. As heart wrenching as that was, the fact that there was no record of Icicle Jr at any age was alarming as well. His name and all activities vanished from any legal, media or private League databases. The only way to identify him had been Zatara's sad recount of the events and Green Arrow's demand that they take a sample from Makent. No one, not even people on the bridge that day the year before, could remember him. When they investigated Belle Reve, the response they got?
"Capo had a kid?" Crystal Frost puzzled. Then shrugged at Superman. “News ta me.”
"Junior? Huh?" Danny Brickwell just stared at Green Arrow. “He always worked with his thugs, never saw any brat around him.”
"Have we taken too many blows to the head Batman? Makent does not have a child. At least not one that's been here." Victor Fries frowned. “Are we through? I should like to return to my cell.”
The more he looked the less he found. On Cameron, any way. His mother Ursula Yandon had gone insane three years after the approximate date of the murder. Because there was no official record of his birth, it was very easy to dump the kid on his father and run off with the man that would become her husband; who had no idea the boy existed. Now the Dark Knight understood the line about his mother. He haunted her first, making her come completely unglued. During her evaluation, Ursula claimed a bloody child kept popping up at her job, in her car while driving, in her home, begging to know why she abandoned him. As time went on, the child went from pleading to threatening. She claimed he destroyed things around her if she didn’t acknowledge him and caused her physical injury. What got her institutionalized was attacking what she thought was the ‘little devil’ but in actuality was a neighbor’s child. The girl recovered but Yandon got commited, diagnosed with paranoid schizophrenia with a disposition towards physically violent psychotic rampages. It had been concluded she damaged property and caused herself harm due to it. Her DNA being part of the system as a violent offender caused her name to pop up in the initial investigation as a possible relative.
Makent Sr. now spent half his day sedated, the other half screaming about his son making him crazy. How the teen was manipulating the police, the doctors and the media to make it seem like he was dead. Despite being presented with evidence to the contrary, that no one called Icicle Jr, hero or otherwise, existed, Joar proclaimed it was all a trick to get back at him. Then he would break down, sobbing and crying about killing his little boy by accident, that he was sorry. His case was new, so all that was listed for him so far was dillusional psychosis. Ironically, both were now commited to the Willowbrook Institute for the Mentally Ill indefinately.
Every hero that had contact with or heard about him did remember him though. They wanted an explaination for what they witnessed. Klarion explained it but as expected the explanation did little to make anyone feel better.
"Devas are anything that is self aware but not human and not a Chaos mage. Aliens and metahumans often don't count as they are natural evolutions of their species. The easiest way to put it is they are the source of all supernatural myths and legends. Vengence reavers are pretty much what cause all hauntings . For whatever reason, a soul cannot rest, and some desire anchors them to the mortal plane. Some are able to move on once they complete the unfinished business that kept them here.
Others don't. They are become avenging angels of a sort, wander about aimlessly, or warp into malicious spectres that terrorize the living without regard for whom they hurt. It's why some ghosts lead people away from danger but others lure them into it. And some are just...there."
"So why do you let such things happen? That poor child...I could feel his terror as he was buried." Zatara shivered. The League and the Team looked to him for a justification. He merely shrugged nonchalantly.
"They are much more common than one would think but it is not our place to right wrongs caused by mortals to one another. Yeah it sounds cruel but that's life. That's why you guys exist, but I'm sure you've noticed by now that not everyone can be saved. Or that you can't solve a crime no one knows was commited."
Artemis was horrified. By what Klarion said, bust mostly by what she lfound out about how her friend lived and died. To know that Cameron never even existed on paper. To learn the very day Sportsmaster and Icicle argued and parted ways, hours after the very last time she made a snowman with him, he was stone cold and forgotten. What kind of friend was she?!
"One that was 7 years old and defenseless. What happened wasn't your fault." Wally reminded her. The two were walking together on the beach near the cave, hand in hand. Intitally, things had been very weird. Her boyfriend was almost as old as the universe, his brothers were two of the most annoying people she knew and his mother was essentially god. "We forget things as our lives change and evolve. Somethimes, we forget what we swore to remember forever. Even Chaos Mages."
"I just feel so useless! I've supposedly got all this power but it hasn't helped anyone I love!" It was a rare event indeed that Artemis Crock allowed anyone to see her cry. Deep down, she understood bad things happen to innocent folks all the time. Didn't ease her pain and frustration in the least. Burying her face in Wally's chest, weeping her eyes out was some comfort though. The two reached a bench where they sat down and held each other close.
Causing Sylphine to smile and the beech tree to Gabriel's left to spontaneously combust as the twins looked on.
"Are we jealous?" The pixy giggled. With a wave of her hand, a cyclone of air snuffed out the blaze.
"Shut up. She's mortal. She will die and break his heart, it's inevitable. Why would he put himself through that?" her brother snarled.
"Are you so sure? He could complete the process started to get them all this far. Bind her to him for eternity. Will you accept it then?"
"Aunt Gaia would have to do that, not him Sylphy. You and Castor haven't exactly has smooth sailing in your relationship."
"No. But, I do know that he loves me enough to want me to be happy, even if it the meant not having him by my side. The same is true of me for him. Your possesive, stalkerish tendencies are what got you in this mess Gabriel. That's what drove him away, not trusting or communicating. Talk to him, stop assuming. You know he's willing to suffer for someone he cares about, how do you know that's not the case now?" She turned to him and folded her arms.
The silver haired man only frowned deeper. Affinity, he hated when his sister made sense. As loathe as he was to admit it, he knew he'd fucked up eons ago. His temper sucked, and the two of them ended up breaking up over a misunderstanding, After hearing him talk about wanting to spend time with a Mage from another realm, he blew up, accusing him of cheating and using him. Pollux cried and left.
Sometime later he met the other Mage, immediately feeling like a heel. Snow white hair, big green eyes, a light tan and small frame, Nikkou was pretty much a child compared to him. All Guardians were the same age but chose different times to have their offspring. Because of this, age, as we would define it, was meaningless once experience was gained. Once they developed a conduit or item of power, they were considered mature regardless of appearance. Never the less, the kusarigama weilding boy wanted to learn more control over his affinity, so Uncle Ebedi sent his son to see someone with more experience. He was confused and sad, thinking Pollux hated him because he no longer wanted to teach him. Poor thing couldn't understand what he did wrong.
In Lady Aurii's garden, Sylphine smiled up at her twin, that deceptivly sweet innocent smile. Right before she cocked her tiny fist back and he saw stars. As unconciousness consumed him, Gabriel watched her take the other light mage's hand and walk off with him towards the pools of their mother's palace. Assuring him he's done nothing wrong, that Pollux just needed some time to himself.
Once he got his act together (*cough*woke up*cough*), he tried to speak to his love. The instant he entered Lady Gaia's realm however, a barrage of razor sharp black petals and golden arrows assaulted him. Castor and Sagittarius were not going to let him anywhere near the palace and by proxy their depressed brother. One would think that unless together, the Gemini twins were powerless. Not true. As Wally and Klarion, their disguises, they had no access to their higher powers. A precaution taken to make sure they didn't tip the cosmic scales while undercover. In their natural forms, merely in different locations, was a whole other deal. Two against one were always bad odds so he was forced to leave and not return.
Now millions of years later they were finally together again but just as far apart.
Dammit.
*I am bum, bum, bum...a line break!**I am bum, bum, bum...a line break!**I am bum, bum, bum...a line break!*
In a pocket dimension, the cause of another love gone wrong was brushing her little brother's hair, humming happily to herself. After tying back his ebony tresses, Shiva hugged him tight.
"Ready Krish?" she asked.
"Yup! I can't wait to make you all proud of me!" He beamed, but then the smile faltered. "But, what if I mess up? What if I hurt innocent people?"
"Oh sweety, you'll do just fine. We aren't expecting you to conquer everyone all by your lonesome." Her brown eyes sparkled with mirth. "Besides, there is no such thing as the innocent brother. What we do is for the good of all, casualties are just an unpleasant result sometimes."
"Okay..."
"Come on. Kali and I will be around if you need us. Time to shine."
*I am bum, bum, bum...a line break!**I am bum, bum, bum...a line break!**I am bum, bum, bum...a line break!*
Not long after the that, Miss Martian learned she could not create a force field that stopped energy based attacks. While the information was nothing new, it did little to help her ego as a small child blasted her through a shop wall with a musical note from rainbow colored flute. She'd changed into her uniform while under the rubble then phased through it to face her opponent.
He looked about 10 or 11. No shirt to cover his sky blue skin but he was wearing an abundance of gold bangles and jeweled rings, the same color as his eyes. His lower half clothed in bright yellow wide legged pants, though it could have been something like kilt. A single peacock feather adorned his black hair.
"Not as big a deal as I thought. Pity." Putting the instrument to his lips again, the played a shrill tune and several...creatures rose from the ground. Sickly grey humanoid forms with no facial features other than burning red eyes. Some were hunched over but all lumbered about like zombies...until they moved like track stars to swarm the outnumbered heroine.
Cue civillians screaming, stampeding and generally loosing their god damned minds in hysteria. She vaguely wondered what took them so long to flee before blasting the creatures back.
Let's back up.
She and Conner went to Metropolis in order to talk to Lois, explain things to her; maybe convince her to give Clark another shot. They tried to get Roy to come but he had no real intrest in doing so. Something about them needing to work things out themselves; that and he really didn't care. While it did piss Conner off (seeing as he set up the event that lead to the break up), Megan 'accidentally' pushed him into the zeta beam before they got into a fight.
She wasn't at home so they stopped by the Daily Planet. Jimmy Olsen told them she had been working on the story behind the inevitable implosion of LexCorp for sometime and hardly ever came into the office. With Conner feeling for her aura, they found her at a coffee shop, typing up her latest scoop and sipping a carmel macchiato half an hour later. As they crossed the street, someone tapped Conner's shoulder.
"Yea-?"
POW!
Next thing he knew, he was two and a half blocks away. He skidded to a mid air stop, barely stopping in time to avoid mowing over a man pushing a stroller. Megan's urgent scream didn't register as he blocked another blow, mentally pushing his assailent back. Once the got a good look, he realized the attacker was very familiar. Dressed in black and blue leather, Match stood before him, looking as stable as ever. He wasn't falling apart, or ranting like a mad man. Only smirking dangerously.
"How's tricks little brother?"
*I am bum, bum, bum...a line break!**I am bum, bum, bum...a line break!**I am bum, bum, bum...a line break!*
Well, here's Krishna! His costume is pretty much how the actual diety looks, without the head dress. I didn't think that would stay on in a battle. I managed to explain what was left out last chapter, get some character background out there and move the plot along. Yay me! n_n
After the fight, I plan to catalog everyone's strengths and weaknesses so we're all on the same page about who can do what. I promise no one is all powerful; we've just seen one of Miss M's flaws. One she shares with her boyfriend and a reason Sagittarius's arrows went right through them before. Sirensoundwave out!
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