Cry for Justice - The Conclusion

[dr-black-light.livejournal.com]

As the Canary rounds a corner into a larger hallway, leading to the main monitor room, she feels a sharp, hard knee right into her abdomen, followed by a textbook ipponzei throw that sends her onto her back.

As the heroes whip around, they can see a shape materializing roughly 20 feet down the hallway.

The man that started all this mess.

However, he looks different.   He's clean - shaven.  He's wearing a different version of his long-standing costume.  No fin helmet.  The material of the costume is tougher looking, more combat ready.  

But it's the eyes.  The eyes that show no surprise over their arrival.  In fact, there's a sense of familiarity in them.

This was what he wanted.  This is what they wanted.

Be careful what you wish for.

"Long day?" Light says, smiling.

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[laughing-mage.livejournal.com]

He's not chasing after any false phantoms or giving warnings.

Sue's blood is still on his hands, he's watching and waiting for now, let the heroes run around and throw themselves after Light.

[dr-black-light.livejournal.com]

See, Light's smarter than that, though. He's done intel. He knows who John Constantine is. He also know's he's Zatanna's boyfriend.

So as Light(?) materializes behind the heroes, he fires a plain old energy blast roughly five feet from Constantine directly at his back.

Stand down. Heh. That's funny.

[laughing-mage.livejournal.com]

If he knew John that well he'd also know he goes into these things prepared, there was a reason the blood was still on his hands.

Pain makes great shielding.

Most of the energy blast will splash off the shield of blood and pain he's built, but there's still enough to stagger him a bit.

"Funny wanker, hope you're still havin' laughs while I gut you."

[dr-black-light.livejournal.com]

The visage of Light in front of him fades, and only his voice can be heard. "You know, despite the fact that I'm talking to someone who has his own reserved parking space in Hell...and it's a SHAME you're going to be bumped back down the list when I die...somehow I'm not all that concerned. Especially since I've taken down two of you while you're all standing around closing your eyes and spouting heroic cliche's."

"You want me? Find me. Don't disappoint me by making things THIS easy."

[reducing-ray.livejournal.com]

"Yeah, about that ..." says Ray, suddenly appearing from microscopic size and delivering a whallop of a punch at where Light should be. "Works better if your opponents don't have a radiation detector."

Wasn't how he was planning to use it, but a good tool multipurposes.

[dr-black-light.livejournal.com]

Dr. Palmer's going to be puzzled as hell when he realizes he misses, even though he SWEARS that's where he was.

Altered perceptions, thanks to the worm inside him. Very subtle, nothing yet to trigger suspicion. "Yes, Dr. Palmer, I see where your science wins the day yet again. I mean, after all, it was INVALUABLE to Jean Loring's rehabilitation, was it not..oh, yes, RIGHT, I forgot, you left that mess for Arkham to clean up."

[reducing-ray.livejournal.com]

Palmer's confused. The counter tells him he should be. HE's messing with his perceptions. With his mind.

"Where is she, Light?" he says. Keep him talking. Keep him gloating.

"I know she's with you. I know you somehow bonded the Enchantress to her."

Come on Light. Tell me how.

[laughing-mage.livejournal.com]

He shrugs himself into his coat looking unconcerned.

"Don't worry, I'll give some blokes I know a heads up your on the way, get you a warm welcome an all that."

John's not looking for Light directly. Just for whatever might be useful to the situation. So he sets off to look about.