Dec. 28th, 2016

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And then, the world turns, and they are somewhere else. Someplace impossibly old. It's a dizzying spin, even for the mightiest among them, but in an instant, Elijah Snow, Jakita Wagner, Abdullah El-Amin, Black Adam, Freddy Freeman and Jay Garrick find themselves in the market of an ancient city, its towers reaching high toward the sky, it's buildings opulent and clean ... but empty.

At first, there appears to be no life in the city at all. But then, a cat appears, perched in a window. It is black and sleek, and it regards the visitors curiously, but makes no move to either run nor greet them.

Elijah takes a moment to take stock of the situation. The timely intervention of Shazam (note to self: Not the one he thought it was at first) seems to have quelled the fight between Jakita and Adam. Jakita looks a little banged up, but none the worse for wear. And then there's Abdullah ...

"Mr. Garrick," says Elijah. "It's an honor to meet you in person. I've followed your exploits since the '40s. In fact, I was in Keystone in '43, tracking down the Shade, and saw you two go at it. Quite inspiring."

He had actually interviewed the Shade, afterward, for that year's Planetary Guide. Both encounters caused him to believe that the number of superhumans would only escalate in the years to come. Still ... He shakes off the nostalgia, and turns to Adam.

"Lord Adam," says Elijah, cordially. "I apologize that this whole situation has gotten out of hand. We meant no offense. We were simply trying to make contact with this young man here."

He nods toward Abdullah, who is still wound tense, but seemingly not preparing to attack immediately. 

"
Abdullah El-Amin," he says, not making any sudden movement toward the boy. "My name is Elijah Snow. I've been looking for you for a long time now. We have some things in common."

Abdullah regards the man, but it's difficult to read his reactions beneath the mask.

"They call me the Ghost of the Desert, now" he says, levelly. Elijah chuckles, and nods.

"Heh. They call me the Ghost of the Twentieth Century,"  he says. "Maybe they're running out of cute nicknames."

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Lex stares out the window at the Metropolis skyline, running the battle with the Amazo units again through his mind. In another lifetime, he would have felt immensely satisfied with the results, but he's at a different place right now, and his current plans don't involve antagonizing the Kryptonians unless it's necessary.

With the defeat of the Amazos, his armor had reverted to its true form ... damaged, but salvageable. Clearly, its mastery over Firestorm's powers isn't total. Indeed, while their power levels were commensurate with the original heroes, its ability to utilize those abilities was sub par.

"But that design," he thinks to himself. "They've changed. This is no longer solely Ivo's work."

His muscles tense as he thinks. The news of Supergirl's injury spread quickly, and Superman and the Justice League retreated to deal with the situation, leaving him to pick up the pieces. Never mind that it was effectively his work that defeated two of them. No, that would be giving the "supervillain" too much credit. Bah.

But he hadn't meant for Supergirl to be injured. That Storm Door was designed for him to remain safe in the satellite while the Kryptonian squashed himself against it. Lex can't help but realize that if he had been in Supergirl's place, he'd be dead. So was there a design flaw? Stormwatch technology was hard to come by, but he had managed to duplicate it entirely. Was Superman that much more powerful than John Cumberland was? He'd accounted for that. That leaves the Amazo itself. Somehow, it's new arrangement had interfered with the field, with both being destroyed. It wasn't a matter strictly of power. It was some X factor about the android itself. Something he didn't know.

He thinks about Supergirl, and is almost saddened at the thought.

"I didn't mean to hurt her," he says aloud, barely audible. No matter, though. He knows they'll come for him soon. If only to bluster and threaten.

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