Chaos, thy name is Tara...

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After making an excuse to ditch Garfield, Tara frinds herself prowling the Tower. It's not the one she remembers in the East River, that's for sure. For one, this has a more sophisticated lab. Looks like Victor the Tin Can has a hobby these days.

The good thing about being a goddess - things bend around you, curve left when they should go straight. A tweak here and a tweak there...

Creep-o Kory And'r stalker, demented clown, Bat-Brat's least favorite gardner, some stick-up-her-ass Bible thumper, and a couple people that she could care less about. This "Dark Angel" character sure had a beef with the Titans to call out an army like that.

Not like Terra ever minds. She's going to finish what she startred, and no one else is gonna screw this up for her.

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"What? Oh, hell no! I did not bust my ass hauling rocks in Hades' playground just to let someone else fuck up the job. Slade double-crossed me last time, and I'm not getting double-crossed THIS time!"

Terra blasts the gold energy bolt at Harley. The canon is unwieldly and hard to aim, but the kick on it is great.

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Harley immediately tumbles out of the way, ending up doing a handspring onto one of the work tables.

"Consider it the trickle down theory then. Ivy did me wrong, and now it's my turn to do you wrong." She threw the entire bag of marbles onto the floor at Terra's feet. The roll on the floor and then two of them run into each other, exploding.

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The energy blast put a new window on the far wall, and turned some project of Cyborg's into scrap metal. Terra has to dodge the explosion and ditch the gun, but she's far from powerless.

"Nice try, circus freak, but try THIS!"

Some mineral samples fly out of a case, leaving glass shrapnel everywhere as they blast towards Harley.

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Harley jumped out of the way, twisting her body so that most of the rocks missed her, but a few scored some hits.

Thankfully her costume was made from heavy duty Kevlar. Evil Empress Rule Number Seven. My slinky sorceress' robe will have a chain mail foundation garment, at minimum.

"Freak? Looked in a mirror lately? Or did it break?"

This chick could control rocks huh? Harley decided against using any type of metal weapon. Instead she reached inside her purse and grabbed the small canister of gas and the mask.

"You know, you really outta laugh a bit more, it'll cut down on all those nasty frown lines. Oil of Olay works wonders too." A pull of the tab and the room started filling with laughing gas.

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The gas seems to warp around her, but it still catches enough to send her into a fit of laughter. "You should...be on your knees, doll. I'm a goddess now."

The concrete around Harley's feet buckles and cracks as it re-forms Sharp spikes jut up from the floor as a chasm starts to split the room in two...

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Harley is caught off balance. She stumbles and hits the corner of one of the tables, sending a sharp shooting pain through her hips that her ribs seem to echo.

If she stays on the ground it's game over. Terra can literally pull the earth out from under her feet. She gathers herself up and jumps, using cabinets and window sills to make it into the support beams in the roof.

"Goddess? Of what? Lemme guess...Our Lady of Mud Packs?"

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"Cute."

The metal table buckles and crashes as the room starts to shake. Time to rattle this clown's brains...



"Shut up, hippie," Terra says out loud. Last thing she needs is this Haight-Ashbury leftover right now.

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Harley swore under her breath. Being in the rafters wasn't going to help her if the entire building came down.

Most of her weapons were of no use, they could be turned against her. Harley made a mental note to start looking into wooden weapons. She had another canister of gas, but that hadn't seemed to phase her opponent.

The beam she was standing on started to pull away from the wall. She'd have to act fast. Time to take the little bitch down the hard way.

Harley gathered up all her strength and jumped from the roof, aiming for Terra's head. "Let's see you shake off a broken neck, Little Miss Goddess!"