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The Past is Prologue -- Ancient Egypt
Dr. Richard Occult takes politely of the feast Prince Khufu, the first incarnation of Hawkman, has provided to the weary travelers, but his attention remains fixed on his colleauges.
Hector Hall, the current (by his reckoning) incarnation of Fate eats not at all, refusing to remove his helmet. The chaos magicks that have infested his aura are growing stronger, making him edgy. So too is Gemma Marsters, after Arion's revelation that she may be destined to become the Witch Queen.
They wait for Nabu, whom Khufu has sent for. The delay in his arrival concerns Occult. Something is wrong.
The other shoe drops an hour into the meal, when an Egyptian messenger comes, sprinting into Khufu's tent.
"Your .. your highness ... It is Nabu. He has arrived, but .. he ... he ..."
The messenger stops, and catches his breath.
"Your highness, he is plagued by demons."
Hector Hall, the current (by his reckoning) incarnation of Fate eats not at all, refusing to remove his helmet. The chaos magicks that have infested his aura are growing stronger, making him edgy. So too is Gemma Marsters, after Arion's revelation that she may be destined to become the Witch Queen.
They wait for Nabu, whom Khufu has sent for. The delay in his arrival concerns Occult. Something is wrong.
The other shoe drops an hour into the meal, when an Egyptian messenger comes, sprinting into Khufu's tent.
"Your .. your highness ... It is Nabu. He has arrived, but .. he ... he ..."
The messenger stops, and catches his breath.
"Your highness, he is plagued by demons."
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He waves his wand, encircling both himself and the struggling Nabu inside a sphere of energy.
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He glances at Jay Garrick.
"And of course, get a little revenge on various Flashes while I'm at it."
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The Thunderbolt emerges. "Yeeeeeeessss?"
"Free the Nabu of this time, T-bolt." Sand says.
The Thunderbolt charges right at the sphere.
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"You'll ... have to do better ... than that ... genie," he says defiantly, although his brow his covered in sweat.
To his side, Nabu screams in agony, and a golden metal now seems to be soaking into his skin.
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She's not sure exactly what's happening but she throws her will into helping Nabu fight the metal that seems to be fusing to his skin while trying to analyze what is happening to him.
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Here, thinks Fate. This is the moment, the genesis of our current woes. But my magic is sliding of the infection ... the golden metal soaking into his skin.
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"I'm not entirely convinced this is magic at all," says Occult. "More like ... some sort of technology .. or magic intertwined with technology.
And then, in the distance of the dreamscape, an impossible city, where superhuman sentiences made of energy speak in electronic pulses.
A voice whispers in the distance: We have a throwback to be punished/scolded/rehabilitated> Not pleasing here[Will you expropriate him in you time/? Located your lodging date now< will be jimdandy for the madchild Abhararakadhararbarakh.
Occult listens with great attention.
"Someone's trying to tell us something. To show us something."
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"Indeed," says Arion. "You and I have each walked legs of this path, as has Fate, and Miss Marsters' uncle. The birth of Abra Kadabra. Listen."
Arion extends his spectral arm, and the image before them, and a new voice -- recognizably human -- appears.
"The people of Earth practice something that is neither magic nor science, but partakes of both in equal measure. Imagine computers composed partly of gleaming silicon, partly of a net of spells."
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The magic flows from him and shapes into an apparition, a horrid female figure in white. But Fate knows better now, and is disinclined to tolerate the illusion.
"I said REVEAL!!!"
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"And now I am revealed, Hector Hall. What do you think you can do to me?
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And she's also kind of impulsive and this thing is attacking someone she's come to look on like a father.
Willpower and magic are twined together as Gemma throws her attack.
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"Her and other women, I see."
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"The person you stole it from is the rightful owner and they can take it back."
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And in that moment a circuit is born, allowing Gemma to see into her own future ... Mekanique's past.
Snapshot: Chronos creating a recording of poor, mad Jean Loring's mind ... and then -- decades later -- realizing what he's done and trying to prevent it ... to prevent The Witch Queen from rising.
Later still, Chronos and Degaton's other agents using Kadabra's technology to attack and get mental scans of various female mystics: June Moon, Corrine Bertrand, Zatanna Zatarra, herself ...
It's unclear what happens in those moments ... sometime around the year 2012 ... later? Their tracks go black, as the recordings are folded into Mekanique's memory banks.
And then she rises ... Fate fully under her control ... a plague across timelines ... untraceable by both mystics like Arion and time travelers like ..
Who is Rip Hunter The question burns throughout Mekanique's synthetic mind. A man ... a hero ... who seems to be the only one who stands between them and ...
The images flash now: On the planet Krypton, Degaton forestalls the planet's death ... a scientist doesn't send his son to Earth in safety; In a Gotham City alleyway, Degaton stops a mugger from killing a wealthy doctor and his wife ... their son watches on, overjoyed at their safety; In Ancient Greece, an army from the future comes to the aid of a tribe of Amazons ... forestalling their retreat to an island paradise.
The images are strange, overwhelming.
We ... have made the calculations ... says Mekanique. We have solved the equations ... it will be a world without heroes ... because it will need none. There will be .. only Degaton ... Degaton and I.
The android resists Gemma with all her might.
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The images are spilling over from her down the links of magic Hector and Rose have with her, they are filling her head and sight until she's feeling lost but still she pulls</> to take away those parts of Mekanique she can.
"There will always be heroes...take away the ones that are ...new ones will be born...balance...the universe will balance..."