January 1st, 1943, Gotham City...

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Last night it was cheers and clinking glasses in the Gotham night. Many feel -- and only history will prove them right or wrong -- that the war is winding down, and some newspapers are predicting Hitler will fall in a matter of months, maybe even weeks.

That might be wishful thinking, though. For even as Hitler grows more desperate, power-mad and paranoid, he and his allies have hatched a plan to strike at America's greatest heroes, The All-Star-Squadron.

But it doesn't start with them...

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Hitting Capt. Nazi is like hitting a brick wall, but even he has pressure points. He doesn't fall, or cry out, but he stumbles, and turns to look at his assailant, keeping him from delivering a death blow to the battered Bulletman.

But he looks angry

"And who are you, fraulein, to interfere in this business? You'd best leave now, before you share his fate."

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"The name's Black Canary, Fritz. Be a good kraut and go back to kissing Hitler's backside."

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The name seems to mean nothing to him, but he smirks, and he lunges toward the mystery woman, his fist barreling at superhuman speeds.

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She barely manages to backflip out of the way. Cripes! It's an advantage in judo to be smaller than your opponent, but she's going to need more than judo to deal with this goose-stepper.

Jumping on top of a garbage can, she clears her throat and sings (a little off-key):

Göring has only got one ball

Leap to the next garbage can.

Hitler's are so very small
Himmler's so very similar

Leap to the ground, grab a garbage can lid.

And Goebbels has noebbels at all!

She flings the garbage can lid at Captain Nazi's head.

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The lid bounces off his head, and he scowls, moving toward her with malicious deliberation.

"Yammerimg little bird," he says through gritted teeth. "You will pay for your insults."

And his fist swings sideways into the wall of the building beside them, causing a rain of bricks to pour.

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"Left my pocketbook at home," she quips back automatically. blinking at the brick dust raised. Some of the smaller fragments graze her, and one brick falls on the edge of her boot toe, not hard enough to break her foot, but it hurts. She doesn't flinch.

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"You Americans. Always with the quips," he says, and he's on top of her so fast she barely saw him move.

"I have no quips," he says. "I need none. "You will die in this place."

His hand clutches for her throat.

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Before Capt. Nazi can finish the deed, though, he's bashed upside the head by a very, very wobbly Bulletman.

"Watch it, Fritz. That's an Americna dame you're messin' with."

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The Canary coughs. "'We can do it,'" she quotes in a hoarse voice.

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Capt. Nazi's fist plows straight into Bulletman's torso, knocking the hero across the alley.

"American, British, Russian. It doesn't matter. Soon, you will all bow before the Reich."

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"I'd rather give a Bronx cheer." The Canary's booted foot is heading for Captain Nazi's ear.

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The blow rolls him, his fist flying wildly, connecting at nothing.

"Still you fight? Do you not understand the doom that awaits you?"

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"No room on my dance card for doom." She swoops down and grabs a brick fragment, aiming to throw it right between his eyes.

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It bounces, and he flinches. He's annoyed.

"ENOUGH!"

His arms slam together in a clap, and it's like being in the middle of an earthquake. The shockwave knocks everything and every one away from him with a violent force, and the structure of the buildings lining the alleyway suddenly looks shaky.

"This. Ends. Now."

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The Black Canary tries to sit up, but everything hurts. "Gotham," she wheezes, "can take it."

That would sound so much better if she were on her feet.

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Capt. Nazi is a blur now, as he grabs Bulletman and tosses him at the wobbly Canary.

"And now ... you two will be the first of America's Mystery Men to fall."

He's flying now, ready to finish both heroes off, when suddenly he's repelled by a wall of flame that appears between him and them.

He screams, and falls backward, as the flames encroach on him. His skin beginning to sear, he suddenly darts into the air at full speed, gone in the blink of an eye.

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Blink.

Blink.

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The shadows seems to deepen now, and a chill falls on the alleyway.

A suave, deep voice emerges from the darkness.

"You are unharmed, Black Canary?"

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She's not sure she likes the sound of that voice, and she gets to her feet. "Nothing a little liniment won't fix," she says with more confidence than she feels.

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"Good," he says. "My magics will not deter him long. The world is in peril, so much so that we villains ...." he's smirking a bit as he says that, like he's in on some private joke, "...must put aside our old animosities. Take Bulletman and run. Warn the Justice Batallion, the All-Star Squadron. Hell is coming to America."

And with that, he's gone.

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"I hate magicians," she mutters to herself. "And I really hate that guy." She staggers over to Bulletman and checks his pulse.

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He's beat to Hell, fading into unconsciousness.

"Justice... Society. Need ..."

And he's out.