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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She doesn't make a sound as she hits and goes limp.

[midnite-md.livejournal.com]

That's it.

That aura screws up his plan to inject Light with a sedative, so he improvises.

His nonflammable cape extends and separates, and he drapes it over Light's face from behind, and he gives it a hard, savage yank in an attempt to strangle the bastard - or at least lose his grip on Dinah and get him off his feet.

[fleet-feet.livejournal.com]

The Flash has indeed been kept busy for a while. This kinetic absorption field he was trapped in was a doozy, but it was a matter of managing more kinetic output than the field could handle, and when you have the absolute mastery of kinetic energy of the Fastest Man Alive, it's only a matter of time until you're moving fast enough to overload it and short it out.

It took a lot out of him to do, and he stumbles back out into the hall to regain himself.

The fight's still going on, and it sounds ugly.

Get it together, West. Sue's vanished... no telling what Light's done to the team so far.

He burns back into speed to find Light... and he backs up Doc's play by running low and trying to deliver an arm bar to the backs of Light's knees...

[itsastretch.livejournal.com]

Even dodging as best he could, the heatwave from the blast knocked Ralph against a wall. The impact rattled him, but thankfully he's resilient enough to handle it.
Recovering amidst the carnage and smell of burnt flesh, two ideas occur to him. One... might help. The other will stop Light.... but he can't do it.

Pushing that back, an arm reaches for Ollie's unconscious form, letting the others fight Light while he carefully removes the quiver, hoping... praying its enough.

[dr-black-light.livejournal.com]

The combo upends Light, and his head hits hard. Fortunately, however, the worm has regained itself, and the pain centers are once again shut off.

He does release Dinah however...into a roughly two to three story fall from the air.

[fleet-feet.livejournal.com]

The fastest man alive reacts the quickest.

Running up the wall, then launching off of it, he swoops to grab her, and slow their descent with a one-arm mini-cyclone pointed downward...

[midnite-md.livejournal.com]

Mid-Nite tries for the sedation injection anyway, to see if he can't push it through that aura by wrapping his hand in the cape - trying to jab the thing into Light's neck hard and fast.

Not concerned in the least about preventing this man's pain.

Backing up the effort by setting loose a controlled burst of flurazepam hydrochloride to accomplish the same effect.

[dr-black-light.livejournal.com]

He's going to need it too.

Hard light burst from his backend sends the cape flying over Mid-Nite's face and slams him back into the wall.

Simultaneously, the same hard light force propels him upwards as he lets fly a plasma wave at both Flash and Canary.

For what it's worth, Dr. Cross, I'm sorry for your loss. She was never meant to figure it out.

[midnite-md.livejournal.com]

That disgusting apology hurts more than the impact... but it hardens his resolve to pick himself up from it...

As soon as he can manage it.

[hawk-shay.livejournal.com]

Hawkwoman grits her teeth as she pushes herself back up.

She was beyond pissed off to begin with. Now she's pissed off and offended that he managed to take her down, even temporarily. But hitting Light with that mace was really satisfying, and the thought of doing it again is her only focus as she stands up.

She comes at him suddenly, fast. Hoping he's preoccupied enough with the others to let her get close enough to land another blow.

[fleet-feet.livejournal.com]

Flash sees that blast - hard to miss it, it's hard light.

He reacts by stopping the air-cushion immediately, and dropping into freefall to avoid the blast.

Dinah's suddenly lying next to Ollie and Ralph.

[dr-black-light.livejournal.com]

He sees it at the last second but can only roll with the shot. There goes the jaw.

Not that that'll get him to shut up.

Sorry, you don't get to play. You weren't THERE.

And with a thought, the mindworm reaches out, downsizing her anger but amping up her fear to maximum, while at the same time implanting images directly in her mind of Katar served up on a huge dinner platter with Neron calmly carving out a piece of his brain, then dipping it in A1 steak sauce.

[itsastretch.livejournal.com]

Ralph is just trying to buy them time - he's not a heavy hitter, never has been. He buys time, cracks wise to keep spirits up, and occasionally gets in a punch or something. Its always been his role against the big villains.

But Light is handing them their asses.

He keeps telling himself that he doesn't have to resort to the most desperate of measures, that if he can buy a little more time, Wally will pull out something... or Hal will get back up... something.

He's worked with Ollie for ages, he knows the arrows pretty well. He flings a glue arrow towards Light's feet as he's trying to blast three combatants, and then draws the rest of the quiver back, building up tension in his arm, then fires the whole quiver at Light, where he would be if he was at least briefly stuck, throwing everything in Ollie's arsenal at Light.

[dr-black-light.livejournal.com]

Light lets the mindworm handle Shayera for a moment, only to feel the glue expand around his feet. It's only seconds to burn off, but enough time for roughly half the quiver to find its mark, the last being the boxing glove arrow right across his cheek, knocking the dislocated jaw back into place.

Light returns in kind with about 500 plasma arrows, raining down on the area where Ralph, Ollie and Dinah lay.

[itsastretch.livejournal.com]

Ollie is scooped up in one arm, Dinah in the other, and Ralph stretches. But carrying two people, he still needs to be based somewhere. That means that over a dozen of the arrows go through his legs, dropping Ralph in place.

The others are safe for the second, and he's conscious, just in terrible pain, and surrounded by the smell of burnt rubber.

[fleet-feet.livejournal.com]

No more words. This isn't happening anymore. It ENDS. He is NOT going to watch this dickhead tear apart the League again.

It's about time The Flash made the decisive action once more.

Out of nowhere, he's flying - burst of a superspeed cyclone launching up high enough to hit Light full-force... and he tries something he's only theorized before.

His hands slap hard against Light's ears as he tackles him backwards through the air, and immediately he starts a Speed Force rattle of his entire cranium - should wreak holy havoc on his inner ear, and thus his balance, as well as scrambling his thought processes for a time, and completely disorient the nerve endings throughout his whole body.

The pain is the worst part. It should feel like the skin is being torn off of his scalp.

It might not be exactly what Ralph hoped he'd come up with, but it should give them enough time to END this...

[dr-black-light.livejournal.com]

For the first time tonight, Light screams. Not from pain, per se, but simply from the pressure of what he's being hit with.

THEN the pain comes, as the mindworm is once again shaken and stirred.

But he focuses. His hate, his anger. What they DID to him. All of it. He finds his center...his calm. Something he would have never done before his experiences with the Black Canary.

With Wally focused on his head, Light hits him with the same trick that Deathstroke tried on Zatanna on the day that Light regained his senses..a punch designed to take his breath away and activate his gag reflex.

Just enough time for Light to regain his bearings. He needs to cut to the chase - despite taking apart their best, they still keep finding ways to get to him.

[hawk-shay.livejournal.com]

Shayera, on the other hand, intends on making it as hard as possible for him to get his bearings.

If Light thought that threatening Katar was going to keep her from coming at him for very long, he was very wrong. Fear is one thing Hawkwoman is excellent at working through. And as the mindworm is rattled, she gathers her focus to rush him again.

She's mad as hell. She can do this all day. He can keep knocking her back, but it's gonna take a lot more than what he's been dishing out to her to keep her down.

So she doesn't get to play, does she?

Yeah. She and her big fucking mace disagree with that. Her big fucking mace, which she's raising above her head, fast, to bring it down with considerable force...

[dr-black-light.livejournal.com]

Did he mention Albert Pujols earlier?

Because with a swing like that, the baseball would end up in KANSAS CITY'S stadium.

Light flies. The orbital bone in his cheek is cracked in six places. Only the fact that he hardened his light aura saved him from having his skull caved in. She was playing for keeps.

Good. The angrier they are, the sloppier they are.

As she charges in for a follow-up mace shot, Light catches the mace in mid-air with a plasma light ball and flash-melts it.

The fact that Shayera's hand is in the ball is kind of irrelevant to Light at the moment.

[hawk-shay.livejournal.com]

That word she's shouting? Yeah, that's a very bad word.

Not that it hurts right away. She pulls her hand back and that's when it hits her. Along with the smell of burned leather and skin. That really fucking hurts.

Still, she's got another hand that can weild the blade she's pulling out right now.

Taking a breath and steeling herself before coming at him again.

She is getting sloppier - and she knows it, too. But that doesn't make her any less determined. At least she's got a good extra rush of adrenaline to go on now.

[dr-black-light.livejournal.com]

If you insist.

And another ball of plasma envelops the OTHER hand. Kiss that blade goodbye.

Maybe at some point I'll tap that ass of yours. Probably half the reason Thanagarians are so grumpy is that they're too used to having SOMETHING up their ass.