DC Comics Noahide Volume 4 Part 2

[Noahide]

Alison Hell 88

'Dark Matter,' said Courtney.

'Dark Anima,' replied Alison Hell. 'This is a Portal Key to the Animistic Realm. It's my first model. It needs refining. It grants access somewhat to the Arkana, but not yet physical-spiritual relocation. Still working on that idea. 'But this stuff coming through which you can sense in the room. Dark stuff. Dark Anima. I can sense it with my own sensitivities to the Anima. It's dark and it's hard and it's nasty. Something is going on in the Arkana. Something nasty. And the Children of the Anima have a responsibility to find out what that is and deal with it if necessary.'

'I agree completely,' replied Anima. She clutched her arms. 'It shivers, as well. Cold feelings all over, really. It's not pleasant at all.'

'Wondering if it's the nameless one, or some other party,' said Alison Hell.

'I'll summon Animus,' replied Courtney, who sat down cross-legged, and closed her eyes. She mumbled softly for a while, and Animus suddenly appeared.

'Courtney,' said Anima. 'Now is not a good time.'

'Darkness. From the Arkana,' said Courtney.

'I know,' replied Animus. 'A war is brewing in the Dark Animistic Realm. It's cold and it's competitive. Not based on warfare but economics of all things. Dark sarcasm is rife at the moment.'

'Right,' said Alison Hell. 'Economics?'

'Everybody wants to rule the fricking world and build their business empire,' said Animus. 'The current zeal going on. Blackbane is the main man behind it. Trying hostile takeovers and things. Really cold stuff.'

'I see,' said Alison Hell. 'Right. Well that's interesting. I know a bit about Arkana's economy of course. I'll make notes. Start thinking. You wouldn't bring us to Arkana soon would you?'

'I'm not a taxi service,' replied Animus. 'If that is all?'

'Thanks Animus,' replied Courtney, and the Animus disappeared back to the Arkana.

'Economy,' said Courtney.

'Shit happens,' replied Alison Hell.

The End


Alison Hell 89

Cullen Row turned on the Television Set. The Grey Man on Gotham Weather was on. He sat down and watched. Alison Hell came in. She looked at the TV. It was the Grey Man. She stared at it for 5 minutes. Finally, 'Whatcha watching, honey?'

Cullen Row continued staring at the TV. 'You know, the word idiot was defined a long time ago. Look it up honey.'

'Right,' she replied. She continued staring at the TV. 'It looks like a report of some kind.'

'Nah, your barking up the wrong tree. It's barney the dinosaur,' replied Cullen.

Alison looked at the Grey Man. 'That's the actor inside Barney, is it?'

'Same guy,' replied Cullen.

'He's old,' she said. 'Would have thought Barney was a young whipper snapper.'

'Barney's old, babe. He started back in the 60s. He was an extra on the Muppet Show. Hung with Beaker backstage.'

'Did he now?' she replied.

'Yeh, he was the Muppets bouncer. Dealt with some heavy shit over the years. Crazy celebrities and their followers. Heavy shit.'

'But now he's a weatherman. A more sedate choice I suppose.'

'The Barney scene was getting old,' said Cullen. 'He got mobbed by fans regularly. Little kids who had grown up with Barney. Too much to deal with.'

'Sensible choice I suppose. He looks familiar. Think I might have seen him before. Looks like the Grey Man.'

'Yah reckon,' said Cullen.

'Just like him. Can't be him though. This is the wrong channel,' replied Alison.

'He switched networks,' said Cullen.

'Oh. It is the Grey Man,' said Alison.

'Revelation of revelations,' replied Cullen.

'Right,' she said. She continued watching the TV. Minutes passed. 'Why are you watching the weather?'

'Why not?' he asked.

'Come on honey. It's the weather. Not a priority in life,' said Alison.

'I like the weather.'

'You would. You're a milk man,' said Alison.

'I don't see the connection,' replied Cullen.

'Well Milk. I mean, come on. Boring is redefined in Milkmen jobs. Pretty pathetic.'

'It pays the bills', said Cullen.

'And weather chat. That's for boring people honey. Last act of smalltalk. Talk about the weather. Seriously. You know it's not a serious thing if she asks you online how the weather is in your city. Smalltalk. Boring.'

'Yeh. Suppose,' said Cullen.

They continued watching the TV.

'We better not end up being weather people. That would be depressing,' said Alison.

'Fine,' said Cullen. He picked up the remote and flicked the channel.

'That's better,' said Alison. She watched the TV. 'What's this?' she asked.

'Looks like Barney the Dinosaur,' replied Cullen Row,

'Right,' said Alison Hell. 'Wonderful.'

The End


Alison Hell 90

Alison Hell sat in the back garden of Tellus. There was a pond. It had ducks.

'Hello ducks,' said Alison.

The ducks carried on with duck activities. They tended to ignore the greeting.

'Stupid ducks,' said Alison. 'I mean, come on God. Ducks are stupid. Especially Daffy Duck. Real stupid. He's Daffy. No proper sense of humour. Blue Beetle is just like him. Daffy. Complete idiot. Booster Gold? Tolerable. But Ted Kord is grade A dumd. Moron central that one.'

She sat there, looking at the ducks.

'Maxima is smart though. Hot too. Lucky bitch. Alien, apparently. Met a few of those. Captain Atom. The serious type. Zero personality, though. Amazing Man. Cool enough, but a bit boring. Firestorm? He's actually pretty cool.'

She sat there, looking at the ducks.

'Yeh, I would say that about Firestorm, wouldn't I? All fired up personality. Just like me. Funny.'

She sat there and picked up her chicken salad sandwich and began eating it.

'Hey ducks, if I throw you some chicken you'll probably even eat it won't you? Practically cannibals probably.'

She sipped on her juice.

'I suppose I could learn to get along with Ted Kord. He's rich, though. Must be using clever tactics. Well thought out in advance. Comes across as a complete bufoon, but it's a shield to disguise his wealth gathering mission. Shield from public criticism. Very clever. I see through it though. He hasn't outsmarted old Alison Hell. I'll uncover his secrets. Grill him. Put him on the spot. Take on Kord.'

She sat there. She looked at the ducks. 'I could be that cold, I guess. Maybe. Teach Ted a lesson. Judge him for his wealth gathering. But I'm not really sure I'll necessarily fault him for success. It's legal enough.'

She sat there, looking at the ducks.

'I'll think it over,' she thought. The ducks carried on with their activities.

The End


Alison Hell 91

'Now there are 6 colours in the Rainbow, Cullen,' said Alison Hell.

'7 babe,' replied Cullen, watching the Grey Man on the Weather Channel.

Alison Hell stood and went to the kitchen. She put a small chicken pie in the microwave for a few minutes. It finished cooking and she brought it out on a plate and sat it in front of Cullen on the table.

'Is that for me?' he asked her.

'How many colours in the Rainbow?' she asked him.

'7 babe,' he replied.

'There's 6,' she said.

'Indigo too, babe,' said Cullen.

'Not really. It's just a shade at the edge of blue. There is really only 6 genuine colours in the spectrum. 7 is a fable. It's not really true enough.'

'Sure babe. Can I eat the pie now,' replied Cullen.

'How many colours in the Rainbow?' she asked him.

'7 babe,' replied Cullen Row.

'You have your rational and factual explanation, so how many colours in the Rainbow?' she asked him.

'There's fricking 7 colours in the Rainbow babe. Everyone knows that.'

Alison picked up the pie and started eating it. 'Nice pie. It belongs to a 6 colour rainbow person. More accurate data files.'

'7 babe. I'll get my own pie later,' replied Cullen.

'You do that,' she said.

Silence. They watched the Weather.

'Grey Man's hair is Grey,' said Alison.

'Milky black,' really,' replied Cullen.

Alison stopped eating her pie and put it down. She thought on that. She turned and looked at Cullen. 'So that's the way it's going to be is it? Contradict everything I say?'

Silence. 5 minutes passed.

'No babe,' replied Cullen. 'Just the dumb stuff.'

Alison picked up her pie and finished it off. She came over and sat next to Cullen. 'Why is it milky black then?'

'Black mixed with Milk is that sort of colour,' replied Cullen.

'And why are there 7 colours in the Rainbow?' she asked him.

'Indigo qualifies well enough babe. It does the job ok. You can even push it to 8 or 9 if you really have to.'

Alison looked at Cullen for a moment, and turned and looked at the TV. After a while she stood and went to the kitchen. She put another pie in. It finished cooking and she put it on a plate and gave it to Cullen. 'You can eat that one. Your answers were good enough. I saw your point.'

'Thanks babe,' replied Cullen. He began eating the pie. Alison watched the weather. The mood was good.

The End


Alison Hell 92

'Tellus is a respected institution,' said Alison Hell to Clark Kent, reporter from the Daily Planet.

'What are Tellus' objectives?' asked Clark Kent.

'Research and Development into Dream Technology and Animistic Experience. They are our current primary objectives. Dream research as well as Dream literature. We are working with 'Alice in Wonderland', which is in the Public Domain, and developing a series were Alice goes through a Time Machine chasing the White Rabbit and Ends up in Gotham City in a Park. The Rabbit meanders on and ends up at Tellus, were he goes inside and sits down reading a copy of 'The Hobbit' by J R R Tolkien. Alice follows the Rabbit inside and starts meeting Tellus personalities. She meets myself, and she wants to know how Anima in Wonderland can grow and become useful for the Queen of Hearts. She has adventures running around Tellus, chatting with people and playing the card game Old Maid with the various workers. She likes the Canteen life and sits there with the White Rabbit, making clever observations how the Tellus people go about their day and what they might have been up to. She is recording activities of Tellus people and writing a document called 'The Life of Organisation Tellus'. It's complex, interesting and suitable for a wide audience.' They are Tellus main objectives at the moment. There is a team of us working on the Alice story and we have meetings regularly.'

'Thanks,' replied Clark Kent. 'I've heard of cracking the Arkana. How is that progressing.'

'Getting there Clark,' replied Alison Hell. 'The Portal Key project is progressing. We've noticed dark matter coming through from the Arkana. Figures like Blackbane and Deadly Vengeance, according to some information from Animus are at work. Children of the Anima are making plans to deal with the issue. There is a debate going on on morality of the Arkana with the Children of the Anima, and that of rights. They citizens of the Arkana are dream creatures, who can't really die permanently. It relates to peoples beliefs in these things in life. If they want to be of the dark way of things, we feel we can't really object that much.'

'I understand,' replied Clark Kent. 'Should prove an interesting write up. Cheers.'

'Pleased to meet you Clark,' replied Alison Hell.

The End


Alison Hell 93

'The Dream Energy is strong,' said Courtney.

'It takes over in the Cylinder,' said Alison. 'Pure Anima. Pure Animistic Energy. You ready?'

'We're not going to have problems like the Fly are we?' asked Anima.

'Do I look that dumb?' replied Alison Hell. 'She pushed some buttons.'

Courtney felt the Anima alive in her, mostly like normal. And the same sort of processes which happened with Animus were happening, and she found herself in the Arkana, on the outskirts of Dark Gotham City. 'Right,' she said. 'It works. She walked around for a bit, shook her hands and legs, felt her head and hair. Everything appeared to be the standard Animistic Realm experience. 'Ok,' she said. 'Here goes.' She placed the little Emitter on the ground, hit the button, and the Emitter and Courtney travelled back and were in the Cylinder again.

'How did it go?' asked Alison.

'Works like a dream,' replied Courtney Mason.

'Right. We'll get the final model up and running and patent the technology. Submissions of the Tech will be handed over to the Department of the ODD to administrate. Kyle has had a number of discussions with his superiors on the issue. This tech won't fall into corrupt hands. The Arkana is not going to be beset with morons. We'll discuss with Sparkle and Fritz quite a bit how they want visa functions to work, and the qualifications of experience needed to enter Arkana. It will be resolved,' said Alison.

'So we can get to our objectives there again, soon,' said Courtney. 'Number of people I want to catch up with. Want to get back to my room with Fritz and carry on with a book I was reading.'

'And I need to get back to my job at the Music and Comic store and catch up with Dragonheart. Also gotta see my tenement flat. I miss it.'

'And Cullen Row, of course,' said Courtney.

Alison went silent. 'Course,' she said after a while.

'The new vibe there for Cullen's Animistic expression could be interesting,' said Courtney.

'Course,' replied Alison.

'Oooh,' said Courtney. 'Is that a frown on your face, Alison. Watcha gonna say, Alison?'

Alison was silent. 'I'll deal with it,' she said.

'This will prove funny,' Said Courtney.

'Yeh. A laugh riot,' replied Alison Hell.

The End


Alison Hell 94

'Dragonheart,' said Alison.

Taylor Swift Dragonheart looked up at Alison Hell. She had cream on her lips from the cream donut she had been eating.

'I'm busy Alison,' said Taylor. 'Looking through the catalogue for new records to order. Browse the store. I'll be about 10 minutes.'

'Sure thing sweetie,' replied Alison. She wandered over to the rock section and found the Boojum CDs. She picked one up and held it up. 'These selling?' she asked Taylor.

'Uh huh,' replied Taylor.

'Cool,' said Alison. She must remember to check with Boojum's Arkana Music Agent and get access to her royalties. They could come in useful. She looked at the latest Blue Beetle Comic from DC, and smiled at Blue & Gold arguing over Gold Beetle, and picked it up. She came to the front desk. 'Just the comic,' she said.

'$5.99,' said Dragonheart.

Alison handed over her card and it was swiped.

'Do you want your old job back?' asked Dragonheart.

'6 month contract,' replied Alison.

'Yo, Boss,' yelled Taylor.

Drake came in from the managers office. 'Red is back in town. Wassup?'

'She wants her job back. 6 month contract,' said Taylor.

'Fine, fine, fine,' said Drake. 'You start Monday,' and he wandered back to his old office.

'Seen Cullen?' asked Taylor, still looking at her catalogue.

'Not yet,' replied Alison. 'Out in the physical reality I'm married to the real Cullen Row. It's gonna be awkward.'

'Oh,' said Dragonheart. 'Shit. Well, that's gonna be a sitch. Watcha gonna tell him.'

'The Animistic Cullen is barely into women anyway,' replied Alison. 'He's like the classical aspect of Cullen. But his human identity seemed to move on a bit. Tried something new.'

'Not sure our Cullen would normally get an update unless the Dreaming of Earth wanted to process that again. Doesn't normally happen much. Sometimes though. Sometimes.'

'I see,' replied Alison. 'Well that's good. Shouldn't be much of an issue then.'

'Yep,' replied Dragonheart. She picked up a spare cream donut. 'Want one?'

Alison took it and bit into it. 'Ooh, this tastes good. Haven't had one for ages. Been very serious with work recently. They have demanding standards at Tellus for the higher positions. Like to put on a show.'

'Well around here eat a damn cream donut,' said Dragonheart. She leaned over and kissed Alison on the cheek. 'Nice to see you Alley Cat.'

'Thanks Tails.'

The End


Alison Hell 95

'You know Cullen Row. You are difficult,' said Alison Hell. They were in Alison's tenement flat and Squarehead was playing bass guitar..

'I'm too difficult, babe,' replied Cullen. 'I have a new friend now.

'Really?' replied Alison. 'Who?'

'Michelle,' said Cullen.

'Right. And who is Michelle?' asked Alison.

'She's a strawberry blonde chick now working at Dark Gotham News. She asked me out and I said yes. We've been dating for a while now,' replied Cullen.

'Oh,' said Alison. 'Well, that's good. What? You are now into women is that it?'

'Well you got so damn fussy Alison that I thought over some issues. I do know males and females mate and it's a normal enough thing. When Michelle asked me out I thought why the hell not. Maybe the universe prefers me straight for some reason. Don't really know. But I dig her, and I might be gradually serious about her.'

'Oh,' said Alison. 'Wonderful.'

'Yeh, Michelle's hot,' said Squarehead. 'Real babe. I'd shag her.'

'Funny squarehead,' said Cullen. 'She thinks you're a barbarian.'

'She got that right,' replied Squarehead.

'Michelle sounds lovely,' said Alison. She sighed. 'Right. Ok. What to do, what to do? Right. Ok. Squarehead, you up for a concert in a few weeks?'

'Sure Alley Kat,' replied Squarehead.

'I'll see if I can get interest out of Dragonheart,' said Alison.

'So he likes to photograph, does he?' asked Cullen.

'What?' asked Alison.

'Physical Cullen. He likes to photograph?'

'Yeh, why?' asked Alison.

'Nothing,' said Cullen Row, and went to the fridge to get a glass of milk. Alison looked at him and picked up her purse. 'Right. I have some cash. I'm going off to the local shops to buy a few things. Will be about an hour or so.'

Alison headed off, and Squarhead continued his bass guitar jamming while Cullen had a notebook out and was writing down ideas about photography.

The End


















Children of the Anima 5

Lauraxx the Archai of Xudar was not a pleasant fellow. Slam Shiner was finding that he was not a pleasant fellow indeed.

'That's stupid thinking,' Slam said to Lauraxx.

'If you want destiny it comes at a price. Without the dreaming you have what you've gotten, but without a dream of life the river runs dry Slam Shiner. So let us do evil so good may come,' replied Lauraxx.

'It's illogical to think it needs to be evil,' said Slam. 'Dumb. Just get creative dude. Arcahi aren't evil. Archai are power.'

'We are what the sentient believe in. And the spirit of all things. We're evil, we are good. We are lots of things. From lots of places. Isn't that right Avraxx.'

Avraxx stood on the top of the harvesting machine in a farm on the outskirts of Xen Ta City.

'This farm is dedicated to Fledluff production. Makes a great condiment, but Fledluff plants wreck the world for the bees. It's all about balance, Slam Shiner, you silly idiot. Too much Fledluff and bees suffer. This farmer is a dick. He has no idea about Xudar's natural society. To much of his own damn intent in his head.'

'Don't wreck his fricking harvester,' said Slam.

'Wreck it, babe,' said Lauraxx, and started spray painting the side of the harvester.

Professor Dred approached Lauraxx the Archai and stood next to him as he painted.

'Watcha painting man?' asked Professord.

'The Symbol of the Arcahi in Xudar.' Lauraxx turned to the Professor. 'Hey, what can I say? I'm a shameless self promoter.'

'Children of the Anima are bothersome,' said Avraxx to Slam Shiner. 'The Nameless One has told us all about your bothersome ways. Apparently Sparkle of Terra kicked you guys out of the Arkana because you were just too much of a pain in the posterior.

Slam Shiner climbed up the harvester and approached Avrax. 'What's the point in doing it this way, babe? Destruction is not the best approach of influence. It's primitive.'

'Well I'm pretty damn primitive, ain't I,' replied Avraxx, and started slamming at the top of the harvester. Slam jumped down and whistled to Professor Dred. The farmer watched on.

'The authorities will be here soon,' said the farmer.

'We've chased these dudes since they showed up at the Xendark building and started mocking us,' replied Slam Shiner. 'Can't control them. They ain't broken the law yet.'

'They are now,' said the concerned farmer, as Avraxx continued bashing the top of the Harvester, and Lauraxx continued his graffitti.

'Hey, Lauraxx. We could steal your vehicle,' said Slam.

'We stole it anyway,' replied Avraxx. 'Go right ahead. Have a joyride.'

'Report them for that,' said the farmer.

'Get a picture,' said Professor Dred to Slam Shiner. Slam took out his Xudarian Dataweb Accesser and took a photo of the scene.

'We can use this,' said Slam to the farmer.

'You can't catch us anyway,' said Avraxx. 'Stop messing with the Arkana, children of the Anima. Leave Xudar alone. Your current shenanigans are upsetting the status quo.'

'Dreams are strange at the moment,' said Lauraxx, coming up to Slam Shiner. 'Animists on Xudar from Earth who are hellbent on being Superheroes are just too much of a pain in the neck.'

'The cops will be here soon,' said Slam to Lauraxx. 'We'll see if they agree with you.'

Just then sirens started getting louder.

'Coppers,' yelled Avraxx, looking up the road.

'And we have your keys,' said Professor Dred, holding up the keys of the Archai's vehicle.

Lauraxx glared at Slam Shiner. 'Your a funny guy.' He climbed up on top of the harvester, took out his portal key and opened a portal to the Arkana.

'Be seeing you Children of the Anima,' and Lauraxx and Avraxx disappeared through the portal.

'My harvester,' sighed the farmer.

'Sorry dude. We tried,' said Slam Shiner.

'We got a rep. Even here on Xudar now,' said Professor Dred.

'Tell me about it,' replied Slim Shiner of the Children of the Anima.

The End


Anima Reborn 26

Anima sat with the Animus in the back room of the Xendark Building, playing cards with Tomar Tu and Slam Shiner.

'This is an ancient game in Xudar,' said Tomar Tu. 'Birds and Bees. It's a classic.'

Slam chuckled. 'Sex?' he asked.

Tomar Tu gave him a quizzical stare. 'What do you mean?'

'On Earth the Birds and the Bees represents mating,' said Anima.

'Really?' replied Tomar Tu. 'Fascinating.'

'Maybe another game then,' said Anima.

'How about this as a game. Put your hands up ya bastiches.'

Heads turned to look towards the direction of the voice. A portal had suddenly opened up and Lobo the Czarnian had entered the room. He had a big blaster with him.

'Have you come to rob us, Mr Lobo?' asked Slam Shiner.

'Not exactly,' replied Lobo, lowering his gun. 'You bastiches look so damn tame I don't think I'll need my rifle.' He sat down at the table. 'Mind?' he asked Slam, and picked up a can of beer, opened it and started drinking. He burped and looked around the table.

'Wanna play cards, is it?' asked Anima.

'He looks like he can be defeated with my energy,' said the Animus. 'I could torment him. Make him retreat.'

'Funny,' said Lobo. He looked at Tomar Tu. 'I guess you're the one I'm looking for. I've got a bounty on a fella long considered dead.'

'Oh really. Who exactly?' asked Tomar Tu.

'A certain Romat Ru. How he popped up again is a total surprise. My clients want to reverse that action.'

'It's not the real Romat Ru,' said Tu.

'Care to explain?' asked Lobo.

'It's an Animistic Expression of the Arkana of Romat Ru,' said the Animus. 'The Arkana creates new creatures all the time. They are often based on figures from the physical world. Romat Ru is such a reality.'

'So it's not quite the same show pony?' queried Lobo.

'Exactly,' said Tomar Tu.

'Right. Well, no matter. They'll want him dead anyway. Were can I find him Tomar Tu.'

Tomar Tu took off his gloves. His Green Lantern ring was seen. 'I am a Green Lantern, Lobo. Czarnians are strong. We know this well. Why would I divulge the location of Romat, even though he be a nemesis of mine.'

'I can beat it out of you if you like,' replied Lobo.

'He hangs around taverns in town,' said Anima.

'Right,' said Lobo. He stood, adjusted his crotch, and said, 'I'll bee seeing ya.' And he returned through the portal which closed after him.

'Why did you do that?' asked Tomar Tu.

'Buy us some time. I didn't want things getting messy in here. He's a Czarnian. He's lethal. We need a plan to deal with the situation.'

Tomar Tu put his gloves back on. 'Quite frankly, I'm not sure I mind anyway.'

Anima looked at her Xudarian friend. 'No. I guess that doesn't surprise me either.'

And so they carried on with their cards night and, for the time being, left the situation with Lobo and Romat Ru alone. Time would tell if it would really be an issue.

The End


Anima Reborn 27

'There are no golden rules, Courtney. Only Rainbows which glow. Rainbows babe,' said Alison Hell.

'There's always rainbows. They are hardly original,' said Courtney.

'I think that was the point,' replied Alison.

'I'm not sure I wanna be a rainmaker,' replied Anima. 'Already got a spirit thing going on.'

'You just don't know what spirit, doncha kid,' replied Alison.

'Pretty much,' replied Anima.

'Lot's to choose from,' said Alison.

'Family tradition,' said Anima.

'Common choice for much of the mob,' said Alison. 'I had one. It was just too flexible in the end. Not enough rock. Too much freedom. Life moved on and gave me new choices,' said Alison.

'I think I'm a Multi,' said Anima.

'You probably would be,' replied Alison.

'Everyone likes a piece of my butt. Every fricking body. Bits and pieces of Rainbows and bits and pieces of Magic Dragons and bits and pieces of crazy supervillains who just want to fire it up whenever they are in town,' replied Courtney.

'Enjoy flexibility,' replied Alison.

'I think I've probably been flexible from the beginning,' said Courtney.

'Luxuries are hard to resist,' replied Alison. 'So much of a good thing. But you'll end up fat, babe. Overindulgence. Fat fat fat fat fat. Trust me. Getting too much pleasure under control? Well it spirals babe. Solidify Courtney Mason the Anima. Find some touchstones you remain faithful to.'

'Probably magic dragons, I guess. And Rainbows,' said Courtney.

'And ever pyromaniacs,' said Alison Hell.

'Of all types,' grinned Animal, looking at Alison.

'Funny,' replied Alison Hell.

'Romat Ru could probably use a Rainbow right now,' said Courtney.

'He's crafty with that ring,' said Alison Hell.

They continued sitting there, on the side of the top of a skyscraper in Xen Ta City, watching Lobo below shoot laser blasts at Romat Ru, who was defending himself with his Sinestro Corps Yellow Lantern Ring. The match was mostly even. The Czarnian was having trouble bringing in his man.

'Shall we give the schmuck a break?' asked Anima.

'Rainbow Power!' yelled Alison. 'Well, sort of.'

Animistic Energy emerged from Anima, surrounding her, as she jumped off, flying down to the scene of the fight, Hellfire following beside her.

'Hey, creep,' said Anima. 'Cut the Xudarian some slack. He's only an expression of your hit list.'

'The ladies wanna mess with the main man,' said Lobo.

Alison Hell pointed her hands a flame of fire lurched forward, singing Lobo's hair. Lobo touched his head. 'I guess I'll need a new cut.' He aimed his rifle and shot at Alison, but she'd already flown upwards.

'Leave it be,' said Anima. 'I'm older now. You were too much for me once, but the Anima within is getting stronger. It's more savvy now. And it has a sense of humour.'

She pointed her hands, and giant cloud appeared above Lobo, dropping down, covering him.

'This stinks,' said Lobo.

'Stuff I picked up in Arkana. Fungus stuff,' said Anima. 'If I concentrate I can hook it right into your system. It could take years before it leaves you.'

Lobo lowered his gun and glared at Romat Ru. He walked up to Anima. 'Good luck in protecting him, sweetheart. Drop the cloud as I leave, kapiche.'

Lobo got on his spacebike, and Anima stretched out her hands, removing the cloud.

'Next time Romat Ru,' said Lobo, and he took off.

'You alright?' Anima asked Romat Ru

'No I'm not fricking alright,' replied the Yellow Lantern. 'A fricking Czarnian tried to take my head off.'

Anima chuckled. 'Yeh,' she said. 'Funny that.'

The End


Anima Reborn 28

'King Kosmos. Only second rate methodologies,' said Prometheus.

'Agreed,' replied Lex Luthor. He stared at the cut bars.

'Thieves can be bothersome,' said Prometheus.

'I don't really know why they would bother,' replied Lex, picking up one of the cut metal bars which had guarded the underground sewer entrance to Lex Tower in Palmera City.

'You must have had a top secret project you forgot about,' replied Prometheus.

'I forget nothing,' replied Lex, glaring at Prometheus.

'We'll get it repaired Mr Luthor,' said one of LexCorps security personnel.

'Put in motion sensors or something,' said Lex. 'Ensure it doesn't happen again.'

'Will do Mr Luthor,' replied the guard.

They walked back along the sewer, climbing a ladder into a sub-basement of Lex Tower. Shortly they were in the Penthouse suite atop the tower, were Lex had an office.

'He has the bravado of a King. And the matching IQ,' said Prometheus. 'Concerned with chivalry and sporting chances. Not ruthless enough to get the job done in the end. The heroes current agenda will likely succeed.'

'They usually do,' sighed Lex Luthor. 'Funny. I am old enough to know the powers that be have a sense of humour about things. The Imperatives of LexCorp are fixed. But there are competing ideologies in this Milky Way Galaxy, and while my vision is certain others pursue their nobilities and altruisms to the detriment of my objectives. Ridiculous, though, to think they can succeed long term. Powers that be are only so much of a rival in the end. Whatever this grand creator of all things be has as his intentions in this life, I've made note of many pointers along the way.'

'Examples,' replied Prometheus.

'Reality Bites. Reality Rules. Reality is that good guys some times lose and bad guys some times win. And indeed vice versa. There is some sort of logical knowledge system which runs it all. I can't quite decipher it all. I've examined many of the texts. They have interesting ideas. None seem decisively concrete in their claims. I'll resolve the issues in time.'

'Fascinating,' replied Prometheus. 'I like to fuck with people. It's a thrill.'

'Yes,' grinned Lex. 'The Joker might agree.'

'The Assembly of Prometheus is developing well,' said Prometheus. 'It grows slowly globally. But I have ambitions, Lex. This Kosmic King. I really do not think him much of a long term threat, even if he sits on the throne of Apokolips. I want to push my Assembly. Out there a bit,' he said, pointing to the skies.

'You need intergalactic travel,' replied Lex.

'I have a few technological thrills which I can share with your top men. But we have an established long term goal. Most of the team has long known the general ideas. We could perchance persuade a Xudarian or two to get excited about some LexCorps products.'

'Looking at the bill, I would need about 3 or 4 dedicated workers for the required promotional activities. For Xudar, upwards of 2 or 3 decades is acceptable to get the organisation established. They're a tough bunch. They like to think themselves reasonably noble.'

'Hey, I've been at this work a while now. I have my ways,' replied Prometheus.

'You have your ship,' said Lex. '3 or 4 months, and we'll add some extra touches. Nice interiors to suit your passions. Oh, why Xudar by the way?'

'No reason,' said Prometheus. 'Sounds like a hell of a place to visit.'

'Really,' replied Lex. He picked up his pen, and looked at his PC. 'Enjoy some cuisine in our canteen. Friday's are fish day. It's usually good quality.'

As Prometheus left Lex Luthor's office in Palmera City he was happy with acquiring the ship he needed to reach Xudar. Building the Assembly of Prometheus there could be fun. As well as catching up with a particular lady of interest.

The End


Extreme Justice: The Maxima Agenda

Maxima looked at the new Millennial Stone. Pink with a purple heart.

'Pretty,' she said.

'How can Maxima like pretty things?' asked Captain Atom.

'It's part of the Maxima Agenda for Extreme Justice. The collection of bits and pieces to get the job done for the team. I've assessed this Millennial Stone which I retrieved from discussions with Tomar Tu of Xudar about legends of an ancient glory in the hills around Xen Ta City. I travelled there, did the research, and found the thing. It has Animistic Power in it. The Strength of sweet and nice things. The energy is lovely and powerful. Essentially it's a charm stone. Can charm people into liking you and doing things for you.'

'Sensible purchase,' said Ted Kord the Blue Beetle. 'So that's what you borrowed the M7 for.'

'Pretty much,' replied Maxima. 'But the Maxima Agenda is also about collecting lots of things. Precious things for the EJ Archives in our HQ.'

'Right,' said Captain Atom, scratching his head. 'I see. I'll look into it.'

'I have some Blue Beetle Armour I designed a few years back,' said Blue Beetle. 'That can be put on display in the Archives.'

'Good idea, Ted,' said Booster Gold.

'I have a comic collection of Amazing Man Comics from DC Comics,' said Amazing Man. 'I've signed all 15 issues. They can go in the archive.'

'Sounds fabulous,' said Maxima. 'What about you Firestorm?'

'I have some rock I collected from a volcano which I shaped into a statue of Brimstone and painted it. I can donate that to the EJ Archive,' said Firestorm.

'I'll organise the sub-basement for the task,' said Captain Atom.

'Wonder what the Wonder Twins would contribute, if they ever show up,' said Ted Kord.

'Maybe track em down buddy,' said Booster Gold.

'I'll look into it,' said Ted.

'Then the EJ Archives will be up and running soon,' said Maxima. 'We'll organize a meeting and chat over the stuff. The idea is to build up an asset base.'

'Fascinating,' said Booster Gold. 'I can get an article done on the idea with my publicist.'

'Funny, Booster. 'Real funny,' said Ted Kord.

'Heh heh heh,' replied Booster Gold.

And the Maxima Agenda was underway.

The End


Extreme Justice: The Maxima Agenda 2

'He's charmed,' said Ted Kord to Maxima. 'He loves you Maxima.'

'Not yet,' replied Maxima.

'You are a lovely lady, Maxima, but I have too many exes already,' said Maxwell Lord.

'Come on Max. Extreme Justice is an official department of Justice League International. I'll be your girlfriend for a few months. We'll date and stuff.'

'I have a good reputation to maintain,' said Max.

'Yeh, funny,' said Ted. 'Blows my head off and now has a good reputation.'

'Hey, killing is my business and business is good,' said Max. 'Metallica album. Great stuff.'

'Megadeth,' replied Ted.

'I don't fricking know who did the album,' said Max. 'The BS the lads went on about back in the day. But Justice League International deals with International Scumbags from time to time. Gotta discipline the troops you know.'

'Fantastic,' said Maxima. 'Blow off the Blue Beetle's head. Disciplinary action. Mama Lord would be proud of those rebukes Teddie Boy.'

'Shaddup,' replied Ted. 'It hurt too. I descended into Sheol and getting back up took a lot of effort you know. All sorts of strings were pulled in that arrangement. But I had unfinished business, and the Blue Beetle lived again, working with Team Jaimie, and getting on with Corps business.'

'Yes, the fabulous Blue Beetle Corps,' said Maxwell Lord. 'Great work Teddy Boy. An agenda with the Guardians of the Universe. If that works for you I guess. I remember how they handled the Manhunters, though. They are prone to an occasional stuff up. The Green Lantern Corps hasn't always been perfect.'

'Infallibility is not required, Max,' replied Ted. 'They do a damn good job and they pay well. I've got decent intergalactic currency fund accounts, and the M7 can get a lot of places with Oa Visas and recognition.'

'The Justice League Galactica will have it's own agenda,' said Max. 'They will offer you further opportunities.'

'Come on Maxxie. Let Extreme Justice be an official department of Justice League International. We're recognized well enough with the Justice League of America, and Superman says we're in, but the JLI is Just More our scene Maxxie Baby,' said Maxima.

'I'll think it over,' replied Max. 'I'll have a chat with J'onn. He's in charge of the JLI Superhero Team. Officially Team Leader. The Trinity take turns as Mission Leader, but officialy Martian Manhunter is the co-ordinator. I think I've reached that conclusion.'

'J'onn always makes wise decisions,' said Booster Gold. Comes from all the Oreos he eats. Gives him a buzz for his Martian Biology and makes him happy. Gets those Martian Endorphins going and he is positive about a lot of stuff.'

'Funny,' said Ted. 'Maybe buddy.'

'I'll think it over Maxima,' said Maxwell Lord. 'Why don't you go back to your artefact collecting. Build an asset supply and cede rights of access to JLI, and maybe baby. A deal might be able to be done.'

'You're sweet Max,' said Maxima, and kissed him on the cheek. She was pretty confident she'd get her way.

The End


Extreme Justice: The Maxima Agenda 3

'Hi. I'm Alison Row,' said Alison Hell. 'I'm your new girl.'

'Hey babe,' said Booster Gold.

'I'm Alison's husband, Cullen. I know Batman,' said Cullen Row.

'Batman? Never heard of him,' said Booster Gold.

'There's a myth that Batman haunts Gotham,' said Ted Kord. 'I've been doing research into it. A masked vigilante who fights crime. Claims to be on a mission of Justice and Vengeance. The Dark Knight, they call him.'

'Probably just a myth,' said Booster Gold. 'Invented by DC Comics to sell comics. Nothing more.'

'Batman is a fully fledged member of the Justice League of America,' said Cullen. 'He's in the papers all the time.'

'Nut,' replied Booster Gold. 'Doesn't ring any bells.'

'Maybe your a bit delusional,' said Ted Kord. 'There is no Batman. He's a myth. Vague historical person, who got lost in a cave as a kid and went mad, living homeless, and ranting for years he was the Living Bat. Crazy fellow. That's probably the true history of the Batman.'

'He's been a major superhero for years,' said Cullen. 'He's celebrated internationally. He's a living legend.'

'I'll look into it,' said Booster Gold. 'Track down this so called Batman.'

'I know his secret identity,' said Cullen Row.

'Don't blab, Cullen,' said Alison. 'Bruce Wayne is secretive. Oh. Shit. Oops. Forget I said that.'

'Wayne I've heard of,' said Booster Gold. 'Major player in the Mile High Club. Doubt that he's much of a crime fighter. Too much of a yuppie socialite. Nah, no chance he's the Batman.'

'Wayne Tech has a lot of advanced military tech,' said Blue Beetle. 'Kord Industries utilizes this and that of their stuff.'

'Unbelievable,' said Cullen Row.

'They've probably heard of Batman, Cullen,' said Maxima. 'He was in town a few weeks back.'

'Ah. Funny guys,' said Cullen Row.

'We try,' said Booster Gold.

'They are indeed very trying,' said Maxima.

'Welcome, Alison Row. Cullen Row,' said Captain Atom. We called you in for a briefing of an upcoming mission. King Kosmos is a problem. And we've noted that you've already worked well with with Kord in affairs for the plan on Xudar. Solid work. Should the deal come to be we have some advanced standing. But we have a mission before then. Spy stuff. We're travelling to Apokolips incognito, to spy on developing technologies in certain military facilities. It might even involve the stealing of a certain spacecraft which we want to study the details on. It's called the DarkFox. It's an old agenda of Darkseid. So settle in, and I'll get on with the presentation.'

Alison sat down next to Cullen, sipped on some water, and listened intently to the plan for her first mission with Extreme Justice.

The End


Extreme Justice: The Maxima Agenda 4

The team took the M7 and travelled to Starcraft Space Station, not that far from Apokolips. They arranged the hire of a small Starfighter, and boarded it, heading to Apokolips after a few days training on how to fly the craft. They approached Apokolips, put on the cloaking device, and landed in a industrial district in a minor city. 'Let's go,' said Captain Atom. 'They drove the X5 Bug from Kord Industries out on to the streets of the city and headed north.

'Should take a few hours to get there,' Maxima said to Alison Hell in the back seat of the Bug. 'We'll be going inland offroad. We'll be dressed in black, of course. Apokolips security is advanced enough, but we've planned this mission well from the intel we have, and should be able to just squeak it. Hopefully nobody gets hurt. Cullen, we'll station you on the hill nearby. Keep out of sight and take the photos of our approach as you need to. You should be able to focus your camera on us entering the compound. If there is trouble keep on clicking anyway.'

'Gotcha,' replied Cullen Row.

'We might need your powers, Alison,' said Captain Atom from the front seat. 'You never know what we might run into.'

They drove and darkness descended. Soon enough they turned inland, and eventually stopped.

'We're on foot from here,' said Captain Atom. They got into their black clothing, and started the march. An hour later they were on a hill in dense brush overlooking a military compound. 'The DarkFox is supposedly in there,' said Captain Atom. 'If we find it I'll be piloting it back to Earth. The team's job is to make the necessary diversions if required. 'Ready? Let's go.'

Cullen Row settled down in the brush and as the team descended the slope, night having descended, he took a number of photograph's of Extreme Justice in action, making sure to get Alison's cute butt from time to time. The team approached the barbed wire fenceline, and using cutters cut a hole in the fenceline, entering into the compound.

'A patrol is due in about half an hour,' said Captain Atom. 'We're not exactly going to be leaving unnoticed anyway, but let's move.' They approached a doorway, and Ted got out his security card their operatives had obtained. He entered it in, opened up the panel, plugged in his code scrawl device, and clicked go. It ran through countless code numbers, before settling, and the door clicked.

'We're in,' said Ted. They entered a hallway with doors.

'Team. We are now in a combat situation. We're not here to kill the enemy. We're not technically at war with Apokolips. So be cautious, and disarm the enemy,' said Captain Atom.

'Through this door,' said Ted. They went through a door, and entered a large hangar.

'There's the DarkFox,' said Captain Atom.

'And those Parademons,' said Maxima. 'Should probably mention those parademons. And those guns.'

'Flame on,' said Hellfire, and the Melee began. It was typical superhero activity, and Captain Atom was too powerful to be shot down. He made his way into the DarkFox.

'Ted,' said Captain. 'Are you at the control panel.' Ted Kord had managed to make it to the control panel which opened the doors in the ceiling. 'Opening now,' said Ted, as a blast just missed him.

'I'll handle him,' said Booster. Ted watched the team at work, Maxima, Firestorm and Amazing Man, doing most of the fighting with their superpowers, and Hellfire was singing a few parademons, but exercising caution. Ted watched as Captain Atom took to the skies.

'Right,' said Maxima. 'Retreat.' Fighting off Parademons they made their way back out of the compound and back up the slope. They'd managed to knock unconscious most of the parademons, but after gathering Cullen Row, they were shot at regularly from Parademon's giving them chase. They made it back to the X5 Bug, and chase was being given still by Parademon's in military vehicles. The gunfighting at the Industrial section was severe, but no spacecraft seemed to have been summoned as they took to the skies. They travelled back to Starcraft Space Station, meeting up with Captain Atom.

'It seems,' said Captain Atom. 'That the DarkFox was not that big a deal with the administration. They let it go rather easily.'

'Sloppy communication, or the Parademons were to busy to contact assistance, taking us on themselves,' said Ted.

'Possibly,' replied Captain Atom.

'Back to Earth, I guess,' said Alison.

'I want a team pic,' said Cullen. And the team standing in front of the DarkFox in Starcraft Space Station, Alison Hell had gotten a bit of a thrill from her first Extreme Justice mission.

The End


Extreme Justice: The Maxima Agenda 5

'Top work, girl. Sharalidana was obviously a tough fight. Her predator-like hairstyle was wild,' said Maxima to Alison Hell.

'She was tough. Nasty Parademon chick,' replied Alison Hell.

'Kord has done the research on the DarkFox. It runs on a Dark Matter energy convertor and can travel ultra quick. We need that new technology. Kosmos has it. We have it now. Oh, as an aside, the DarkFox was returned to orbit around Apokolips. We can't be accused of permanently nicking the thing. It was just – borrowed,' said Maxima.

'Yeh. Funny,' replied Alison Hell. 'Ahh, tired.'

'Long day at Tellus?' asked Maxima.

'Pretty much,' replied Alison Hell. 'Busy researching Courtney Mason's brain patterns and how she accesses Anima. We've all got it, but the power can be manipulated by the looks of it. Working out how to do that.'

'The objective?' asked Maxima.

'Accessing the Arkana. The Animistic Realm. Lived there recently. I have unfinished business in the place. Want to return,' said Alison Hell.

'Right. Interesting,' said Maxima. 'Nice place. Very professional looking.'

'Yeh, Tellus have been in business for years. They go way back. They work with sleep and dreams and other scientificcy things. I'm technically volunteer, but if all goes well I'm on a wage after a years labour,' said Alison.

'You got a plan,' said Maxima. 'That's awesome. I think a lot of people in life could use a decent plan. Especially in our trade. Well, I'll catch you later. Be in touch, ok. And welcome to Extreme Justice Hellfire. You did well.'

The End



Extreme Justice: The Maxima Agenda 6

'1988. Bon Jovi. New Jersey. An original picture disc,' said Maxima. 'Cost me $115 on eBay.'

'Not bad,' said Ted Kord, examining the record. 'It's in good condition too. Living in Sin. Classic tune. I have that one on vinyl in my collection. Chose that single out of the pack because 'Love is War' on the B-Side is not an album track. Good bet that it's a great long term pick.'

'Ooh, wise,' said Maxima. 'I see the logic in that idea. I might write down that point in 'Maxima's Agenda'.'

'Cool,' said Ted Kord. He sipped on some Kord Cola and said 'Uh, what exactly is Maxima's Agenda?'

'The Agenda of Maxima, Extreme Justice Superhero,' replied Maxima.

'You have an agenda?' asked Ted.

'Kord Industries has an agenda, doesn't it?' asked Maxima.

'We have a Mission Statement. I know LexCorps have Directives or something like that, but we run with a Mission Statement.'

'Well I have an Agenda,' said Maxima. 'And I'm running with it Teddy Bear.'

'Right,' said Ted, and sipped on his Cola. 'And what exactly is this agenda.'

'Funny,' replied Maxima.

'Yeh,' said Ted. 'Funny. But what's the agenda babe?'

'Do I look like I was born yesterday Theodore Kord. All the smooth talk in the world won't get my key date, babe.'

'Right,' said Ted. 'Cool. I was on curious, Maxima sweetheart.'

'I'll bet,' replied Maxima. 'Well that's nice. But the Maxima Agenda is top secret. It will put a lot of dudes in their place in time.'

'Dudedom beware,' replied Ted. 'Maxima's Agenda is gonna kick your but.'

'Pretty much,' replied Maxima.

'So you're busy with your agenda? If I monitored your activities I could work out what you do and gain insights into the potential agenda itself.'

'Smart, but I'm too clever for you, Teddy Boy. I'm subtle-like, babe. Not too obvious. When I'm doing innocent things you ignore, that is when the Agenda is at work.'

'So I'll never know,' said Ted.

'Course,' replied Maxima. 'Too smart for a Kord.'

'Brilliant,' said Ted. 'Well Kord will stick with its Mission Statement.'

'You do that. Enjoy being second rate,' said Maxima.

'Second rate? That good huh? We've risen then,' replied Ted.

'Oh, shut up Blue Beetle. Shut up,' said Maxima.

'Bwah ha ha,' replied Ted Kord the Fabulous Blue Beetle.

The End


Extreme Justice: The Maxima Agenda 7

'Superhero costumes are quite collectable,' said Maxima to Ted Kord, sitting in the Canteen of the Extreme Justice HQ.

'Yeh, Blue Beetles have the best in the business,' replied Ted Kord. 'We've worked for many years on careful design principles to ensure smooth and cool looks.'

'Impressive,' replied Maxima. 'Your costume suits you.'

'It goes back ages,' replied Ted. 'Your's isn't bad. Ravishing really.'

'Is that a come on, Teddy Boy?' queried Maxima.

'Nah, not really. Just think the green is really cute on you. Goes well with the read hair.'

'Thanks,' replied Maxima. 'Anyway, like I was saying, Superhero costumes are quite collectable. The Extreme Justice archives could do well in making a few key acquisitions of costumes. Great asset supply and something to give us happiness when we peruse our collection.'

'Well, there's a few on websites I know about,' replied Ted. 'Prices vary. Who did you have in mind?'

'Some which fit Extreme Justice style. Maybe some Blue Devil threads. And Metamorpho. And some from Fire & Ice.'

'I think we can get the guys to supply them. Drop 'em a bit of cashola and it shouldn't be too much of a problem,' replied Ted.

'I'll arrange a meetup,' said Maxima. 'Email them. I think I have those guys email addresses in my account.'

'I'll split the costs with you,' said Ted.

'Done,' replied Maxima. 'We'll get Mannequins made of the heroes, and put the costumes on the Mannequins. Keep them in the corner of the sub-basement. We'll get the Extreme Justice team costumes and Mannequins for us as well. I'll get a sign done. Extreme Justice and Friends.'

'Good idea,' replied Ted.

'Yes. The Maxima Agenda is always a good idea,' said Maxima.

'Here we go again,' said Ted Kord the Blue Beetle.

The End