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Smog and Brimstone

At the corner of Hollywood and Vine, the ground begins to tremble on an early summer evening - the hardy native Californians ignore the tremor at first, accustomed to such things living this close to the San Andreas fault. The hissing gasses and wave of heat might be ignored as well - after all, this is where movies are made - but the follow-up is all too real.

Demons begin to pour forth from the fissure that quickly forms - their twisted, red-black bodies bending unnaturally as their charred wings expand, feeling the freedom of the air for the first time in age untold.

Hell on Earth begins here.

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LA is Bette Kane's home town.

Not that the people of LA would remember hat she was their lone defender for awhile. They're fickle and she was never the sort who gathered attention like that.

This isn't cool. No, demons invading at Hollywood and Vine is very much not cool at all. It is a good thing she was in town visiting family.

Raising a hand to her ear, she touches her comm piece, "Titans... or anyone listening in who might be available.... LA is gonna need you. Fast."

A huge cloud of smoke appears, and when it clears in its' place stands the NEW Spectre - Asmodel! "Earth creatures! Your time to be judged is at hand! The end of life as you know it is tonight - prepare to face judgment!" With that, the entity of the Spectre unleashes a bombardment of fire and devastation upon the people in L.A. There is no laughing, no posturing, just cold judgment without remorse!

Well, judgment deferred, in some cases - a red and yellow blur runs amongst the blasts of fire - plucking hapless citizens out of harm's way.

"Youaskedforfast?" comes the reply over the comm channel.

The name that comes to her first is not Bart but she's no less happy to see Bart. "Yes."

Flamebird is doing what she can to get people out of the way but this is far and away so much more than she can handle.

"Observation: I can remove the air that fuels the fire." Red Tornado flies above the scene, and then begins spinning, faster and faster and faster. It's like a concentrated tornado above the fire, drawing off the oxygen as Kid Flash and Flamebird get people to safety.

"Flash Fact: Fire can only burn with oxygen to fuel it. No oxygen equals no fire." Reddy is quite proud of that one, although he's possibly missed the point of Flash Facts.

"Threat: Show me what you've got, demon." The yellow lights in Reddy's eye sockets beam, as he flies towards Asmodel.

"Flamebird!" Vic charges in next to Bette after having been dropped off by Red Tornado. "You clear that building, I'll clear this one! Looks like it's gonna be all kinds of hell in L.A. tonight, and we need to get as many people as we can clear!"

He gives her a pat on the arm before running off into a tower block, intent on rescuing anyone he comes across. At the same time, he communicates with all the local police, fire service and hospital frequencies, along with the National Guard. L.A. needs all the help it can get.

"What's the matter, big guy, did you miss me?"

Hal Jordan, the only human in the world who can taunt the Spectre with a half-grin on his face.

The emerald gladiator swoops down from the skies, generating enormous chains from his power rings around the combined entity.

Oh good. Oh.... Cyborg? A pat on the arm? Oh, why you...

Flamebird starts moving to clear the building before she says or does something in response to that. The glow of green from Green Lantern is reassuring, though she doesn't have too much time to bask in it. "Ladies, gentlemen, I suggest you start moving. Now!"

"Green Lantern Hal Jordan...I am not the Spectre you remember. Fused with Asmodel, my mission is clear - to pass judgment on all for their sins! Including YOURS!" As-Spectre launches a freeze towards GL like how the Spectre had frozen Triumph on the JLA Watchtower years before.

"Aww man! Who called up Trigon's ugly stepsister?"

Kon catches a falling billboard before it lands on a bus filled with panicked bystanders. It's not like it will do anything, but he flings it at the Spectre's face.

"Is he serrious about Judgement day?
'Cause I have this test next week and if I don't have to study for it on account of the world ending...."

He's not trusting the ring's forcefield to block the wrath of God. Hal goes mobile, instead, pouring on speed and maneuverability to stay out of the path of those ice effects.

"Asmodel? As I recall, he was the guy who lost out on the whole vengeance job to me, last time. Decided to settle for second place, did you?"

"Not wise to taunt the spirit of vengeance Jordan!" Shouts As-Spectre. He continues firing at the dodging GL. He sees the billboard coming and stares at it with a gaze that halts it in its' tracks. "Superboy? Superfool is more like it! Foolish child!" He swats in Kon's direction with a huge hand...

More demons and minions flow through the city, a horde of them encircle a group of humans, then from out of nowhere Zauriel appears in the middle of them and holds his sword out, "Back away in the name of the Presence!"

Minions pour into the streets, damaging things as they go, and scared humans run for their lives. Facing a dead end, the scream in terror at the sight of the minions. A rope lowers from above, and a voice booms out from a speaker, "Grab hold and hold on!" shouts Owlman from his Owlwing...

Kon tries to avoid the incoming blow, but he's only partly successful. The hand clips him as he tries to evade and is sends him spinning into the side of a post office.

Shaking his head, he finds himself in a pile of broken concrete.

"Ow."

This is going to be one of those fights. Better get with the distracting then.

"Hey Spookter! Mass murder's on your holy agenda huh? Sure your orders are coming from the right zip code?" he gestures meaningfully at Zauriel."

Picking up a destroyed taxi cab, he makes a charge at the terrifying giant, intent on ramming the wreckage down the titan's throat...at least that's the bravado intent. Playing decoy while the civilians are evacuated is can be a rough job and the Spectre hits hard...

Zauriel sees the gesture, and quickly dispels the horde of demons and minions. He asks the people, "Are you safe?" Relieved to see an angel, they nod yes and stop panicking... a little. Zauriel flies high into the air and heads right towards As-Spectre, his flaming sword blazing as he goes, fueled by his will. He thinks to himself, 'This needs to stop here and now!' He raises his sword and while Spectre is focused on Superboy, he takes aim with his sword, "Holy Father - guide my sword! A-men!" He makes a stabbing motion with his sword intended to wound the Spectre...

Spectre sees Superboy still moving, "Vile agent of evil! You will be erased from the book!"

The "book" of course that he is referring to is the plain of reality we exist in, the physical realm. He lashes out with a huge ball of fire but is suddenly in pain when Zauriel's sword connects..."ARGH! Zauriel! You dare attack the spirit of wrath?! This will not sit well with the authorities in heaven!"

As-Spectre's side wounded by the blade, Zauriel says, "considering you're the host Asmodel, I think heaven will agree with me!"

Then Zauriel notices a strange phenomenon, while his sword was penetrating Spectre, the bonding between the two appeared to be weakened, 'Is that possible?' He thinks to himself...

"Nobody ever accused me of wisdom."

Hal swoops back in, using his ring to try and restrain the Spectre to help Zauriel.

The Owlwing is met in the sky by the ship that likely served as its prototype - Blue Beetle's bug. Beetle lowers the ship to try and lift people out of harm's way, while using the main energy cannons to target some of the larger demons.

Jay is hot on Zauriel's heels - joining Bart on search and rescue duty, for the most part - that's where it's handy to have a Flash or two around.

The building is clear but the streets are not any safer for the people Flamebird has escaorted out of the building. For a moment, she looks up into the sky and is stunned by what she sees happening. Shaking herself, she continues to try to usher people away from the chaos.

Once all of the people are at least moving, she starts to pull together a triage area for those who cannot leave due to injuries.

The combined efforts of the others help Zauriel make his next move, "Okay Asmodel... it's time to come out!"

He plunges his sword deeper in the wound than before and starts prying the wound as one does when they try to separate two objects by sticking something in a crack.

The Spectre shreiks in horrible pain and starts oozing out both light and dark energies and fire and more as he tries to fight the separation that is happening, "NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!" He bellows...

Owlman sees Beetle doing what he is doing, loading up people to get them out of there fast! As people climb in he says, "Hold on!"

As they fly away, the people ask, "Aren't you that Crime Syndicate guy?"

Owlman rolls his eyes and slowly says, "No. I'm not him. I'm Owlman, the good guy! Now hang on!" He manouvers the Owlwing away safely...

Even Red Tornado is forced to shield his optic sensors as the Spectre begins to be torn asunder. He turns away, and spies a building affected by the fight about to topple over.

Without a word, he flies towards the building and spins around it, trying to keep the brickwork together by centrifugal force alone. It's hard work, but when you're the Red Tornado you save lives no matter how much effort you have to put into it.

A glowing ankh materializes above the city - the reassuring golden visage of Dr. Fate is there, working magics to contain and constrain the demonic hordes, pulling them back towards the fissures in the ground.

"Nabu, lend me the strength to undo this terror.."

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