Cry for Justice - The Conclusion

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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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The no-mind shot slips right through the screen of the mindworm and the broadhead pierces Light's shoulder. He howls.

But his condescension returns quickly enough. "What do you know - Queen learned a new trick. That certainly puts you on a level playing field."

The arrow incinerates in a flash. The wound cauterizes. The net is vaporized. The glue evaporated. And a flood of plasma bolts fly at the Green Arrow.

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This trick is right out of the Queen arsenal. A new trick, but hardly an unexpected one.

Ollie charges Light. He takes a couple of plasma bolts on the way, but still manages to leap right at him, hands outstretched.

Not...again...

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He's blazing with light again, and Ollie's hands land on deathly-hot skin.

"You're outclassed, Queen. You always were. You're a joke."

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Outclassed? *ungh* Light, you haven't got any class.

He swings high a wild haymaker. His other hand feints for a throat grab...

...and then goes straight for the bathing suit.

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Light's downloaded fight skills are honed, but he doesn't have the experience to catch every feint when it comes, and his raspberries are firmly in Ollie's hands now.

In self-defense he starts blazing even harder, but as the Emerald Archer squeezes hard the pain rapidly becomes excruciating.

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Someone recommended...this...for...RAPISTS.

Ollie's hand is smoking now. A stray thought goes through his head: "If it comes down to it, I think I'll lose the arm this time."

It's debatable whether Ollie truly counts as conscious at this point, but his grip isn't slackening much.

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He starts screaming in pain - even the mindworm dulling the pain can't quite block this out, this isn't fantasy pain like the ring, this is real.

Something is trickling down his leg. He can only hope it's blood.

Desperately he grabs Ollie's arm with both hands and blazes even hotter. When you turn the temperature up enough, human flesh doesn't just burn - it melts.

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That's too much even for GA's almost berserk state. He slides to the floor, the charred stump of his hand turning to ash, the remains of his glove flickering with flame.

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Ralph tears up the heaviest thing he can find - they're not going to get many shots when he's this out of it, and Ralph doesn't actually use his real strength that often.
He tries, at least, to smash the chunk of satellite wall over Light's back as hard as he can, hoping Ollie has him dazed enough to let a shot get through, and cursing himself for taking so long to recover from the last volleys.
"Ollie!"

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He falls forward hard - his passive mental defenses gave him some protection as he was barely able to incinerate some of the chunk of metal, but not all of it.

But as he falls to his hands and knees, trying not to think about the ruin of his crotch, all he can think about is revenge - and he sees Queen's arm, and Dibny hovering over him like an enraged mother hen, and he lets fly with more plasma - another burst at Queen's ruined arm and a second at Dibny.

He'll take them apart piece by piece.

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The smell of Ollie's burning flesh nauseates her, but the analytical part of her mind cuts in, not merely for self-preservation. The way Light has been moving, here on the satellite. What he did to her when she was his captive. Known resources. Possible tactics.

Tìn m̀ gìng, deih m̀ gìng, jí gìng bākfòng yàhn góng Gwóngdùngwá m̀jeng.

She also remembers a Kansas cornfield, and what they found there.