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****Canada, Military Base****

Crak-crak-crak-crak-crak! The sound of a automatic rifles, and light machine guns rang out in the dead of night. Soldiers in the Canadian Army stood side by side behind walls of concrete, and sandbags as the took turns firing from different positions to keep the enemy guessing. Half the base was in the near by towns assisting with the EMP. They were ill prepared for an attack from an unknown enemy. A squad leader poked his head out over cover to see across the field of grass as soldiers wearing full black metal armor raced across.

The invading soldiers ran an uneven gate, many of them limping while others hobbled like a zombie movie. Mounted guns on their shoulders did all the shooting. The squad leader got the impression they weren't fighting people just puppets being told what to do. He pulled his head down and made a hand signal to his troops. They loaded their M203 grenade launchers, and fired towards a specific grouping. BOOOM! The explosion rang out across their specific area, the squad leader poked his head out only to be shocked silly as the puppets continued to run forward, pieces of their armor had been scattered and under neath was a combination of flesh and metal.

“Looks like the blue fairy stopped half way with this freaks!” The squad leader said loudly, and his troops laughed lightly.

The heavy weapons specialist planted his light machine gun on the ground and took position. He waited for the all clear, and started firing AP rounds (Armor Piercing). The puppets with exposed armor went down first, as the specialist did short controlled bursts. Their squad cheered! More grenades were launched into groupings of puppets, and the specialist took them down one by one. They seemed be to be winning until a loud ZAP! Was heard, along with a flash of light. A small explosion rang near by and the squad leader saw that the specialist had a hole in his head the size of a silver dollar.

“Fuck! They have sniper in place! Tak-!” ZAP! Another blast rang out, and the squad leader collapsed. There was a hole straight through his chest, that had passed through the concrete wall.

Behind the puppets was a walking behemoth of metal. The unit controller. Standing in a mechanical suit over 8 feet tall, with an assortment of weapons attached to the tank armor. The cyberdeck operator was jacked in, their brains working a mile a minute thanks to the augments inside their heads. The laser based sniper rifle adjusted its aim, and shot through the concrete wall taking out another soldier. While the operator told its puppets to move forward.

“This is Alpha puppet vanguard, the gate is down. I repeat the gate is down.” The operator's voice was a combination of living tissue and mechanical. Cold and calculated, as he got a confirmation.

With in a minute APC's with magnetic coils burst from the tree line and floated across the field at high speeds. Stopping just shy of the operator. The doors opened and robotic soldiers filed out in perfect sync, while another larger mechanical suit stepped out. The robotic soldiers had mounted guns on their shoulders, and rifles in their hands. One by one each robotic soldier received its orders, a tiny green light appearing on their display helmet and they moved in behind the puppets.

“Let's hope all the bases are this easy.” The puppet operator said to his companion.

“One can hope!” The robotic operator replied back.

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***Gotham City, Central Park***

Plant roots, and branches grew and extended from the ground. Taking shape in an unnatural way, as branches took the shape of steps, and the trunks of trees grew out creating simple but livable spaces for simple rooms. A pine tree was grown, and manipulated to take on the same of a simple apartment complex. Windows with leaf like membranes covered the open spaces to let natural light in, while the floors were covered in soft grass. Hammocks made from interconnected branches, and leaves for beds. In the center of each small room was a sunflower that admitted small ambient light. Once the tree was done being manipulated several refugees started to walk up the steps to their new temporary homes.

“Thank you, Miss Ivy!” A little girl said, as she was carried up the stairs by her mother. She waved her hand.

“You are welcome!” Poison Ivy said to the little girl as she took a break on a plant chair she made from the grass.

Poison Ivy was 5'6” of pure sexual lust and desire. She had a athletic figure, with curves in all the right places, and just enough bounce to make any one drool when she moved. With curly bright red hair the shade of a rose petals that went past her shoulders. With light green skin, and deep shade of green eyes. She wore a skin tight uniform that said UNWS on it. A zipper front that went from neck to navel, the suit was made of natural plant fibers and could be manipulated if she wanted to. The suit would change color based on the environment she was in. So currently it was dark green, and dark brown.

Ivy undid her collar and pulled the zipper down to her mid chest, letting her everyone who cared to look that she wasn't wearing anything underneath. She leaned back in her chair and breathed in the morning sun that was just cresting over the city. With what was happening a lot of people didn't homes thanks to the pig headed meta-humans taking advantage of the situation. Gotham was once again a battle field.

Ivy being a deputy Warden was asked to create temporary homes for the supernaturals, and pseudo-mundanes just like the family she had just helped. Not every supernatural could afford magical homes with self repair, and electricity generation. She inspected the Gotham park and it currently had over a dozen giant trees all of them with dozens of people living in simple homes. While she would occasionally see other people wearing UNWS coats, or badges walking the perimeter.

“Always plenty of eye candy around here...” Ivy said with a smile as she watched several Sylvan warriors walk by.

“Looking at some right now!” Timothy said as he walked over and handed Ivy a cup of jasmine tea. She grinned, and gave him a wink as she accepted the cup. Letting the warmth from the cup seep into her hands.

Timothy was a Warden that worked out of Gotham, and a friend of Lash's. He offered to train, and help Ivy as she worked on her Deputy training. Of course they may have also been sleeping together but as long as it didn't get in the way that wouldn't matter. He wore a familiar tactical gear with a vest that said UNWS (Warden) inscribed across it for the mundanes, and magical script for the supernaturals. Timothy was a 6 foot tall, with kinky red hair that was pulled back into a loose braid that was down the middle of his back. He had bright green eyes, a charming smile, and super model good looks. He had recently obtained the Nature Domain, and was officially a Druid. Which also made him immune to Ivy's toxins.

“May I have a seat, please?” Timothy asked, Ivy who grinned at him.

“Well since you said please!” Ivy used her Plant Control to create another chair out of the grass. Timothy took the spot gratefully, resting his legs. Ivy swiveled in her chair, and raised her legs so her feet when in Timothy's lap. He raised a brow at her, and she nudged him with her bare foot.

“Oh....Are you asking for a foot rub?” Timothy said with a smirk. Ivy pouted her full red lips.

“Please...” She said, Timothy rolled his eyes and set his cup of tea down and started to rub her feet. She wiggled in her seat and relaxed.

“Any word on Lash?” Ivy asked after several minutes of foot rubbing.

“We know he is alive, and on this plane of existence. His life stone is bright as ever. The man never gets a break. He had only been back from Tartarus for a few short months and the world goes to shit.” Timothy replied, he started to rub a specific knot he found in Ivy's foot, she let out a satisfied moan.

“I can not believe the man went to hell for the Amazons. I hope....” Ivy stopped as she got a communication from dispatch, as did Timothy.

“You want us to go where?” Ivy asked, dispatch. Timothy stopped rubbing Ivy's feet and looked up at the sky, just as confused.

“He built what!?” Timothy asked, astonished as he slowly put Ivy's feet down. He stood up and looked up at the sky expecting to see something he couldn't in the morning light.

“Copy that, see you back at HQ.” Ivy said with a groan, she stood up and stretched out. Giving a bit of a show to Timothy who grinned at her.

“So, you are ok with me sleeping with him, right?” Ivy asked, as she walked over and gave Timothy a kiss on his cheek.

“Yes, I am fine with you sleeping with him. Just so long as you keep sleeping with me.” Timothy said back, as he wrapped his arms around her. She wiggled into his arms and purred softly.

“Of course professor, I'll do anything for an A!” Ivy said with a teasing smile, referring to an inside joke. Timothy rolled his eyes, but kept his smile.

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He walked up the altars sacred steps looking over the floating crystal, a focus of psionic power. He knelt down and extended his fingers to a few inches above the pedestal. A holographic display soon appeared, he rotated his hand clock wise and the display went from standby to self destruct. He stood up and watched the psionic focus break apart, as the orb of energy pulled all available sources into its matrix. The crystal slowly pulled itself together. He turned towards the door and heard the rumbling. He would have to buy sometime.

He stood a few feet from the altar and took a knee as he contemplated the battle ahead of him. His armor activated, as the energy core in his back hummed to life. The battle plates extended to cover his scaled flesh. The gems on the arm guards, one blue, and the other green glowed brilliantly. He clenched his fists and two energy blades extended. Just as a roar rang out, and a giant worm sprung from the door. Its gaping maw opened up and spit out monster after monster.

He took a battle stance and stood ready as quadruped insect creature with carapace armor, scythe limbs, and small wings meant to help with jumping rather than flying sprinted towards him. They pounced onto him like pack animals, he swung his energy blades through them and cut them like a hot knife through butter. He twisted in a spin and like a spinning top he tore through them like a blender. He raised his foot up and brought it down into an axe kick. His cybernetic foot crushing a skull of another. He glanced behind him as the crystal focus came together and raced down the long corridor into the center of the planet. The distraction cost him.

The creatures tackled him in mass and swarmed over his body. Claws raked down his armor! Fangs tore at his flesh but he would not give in! He brought his psionic energy together and thrust it out into a miniature bomb of energy. The creatures were flung back, many of them had their internal organs pulverized. He stood up with a glare as he conjured more energy into his hands and thrust it out, a storm of energy ripped the creatures apart. The explosion rang out behind him, he laughed as he achieved victory. A blue light swallowed him and he was transported back to his ship.

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Congratulations User, you've obtained a new Spell/Power. Psionic Magic.

Psionic Magic: The User, by some means, have both psionic and magic powers at the same time. These powers are tied within the User, mixing the two aspects together and creating something truly unique, powerful, and versatile.

Sub-Spell/Power, Psionic Blade: Shape your energy into a blade, this energy can be filtered through a gem or a material to take on aspects of said material.

Lash opened his eyes as he took a deep breath of absolutely nothing. He was sitting on one of the primary cylinders of the tri-star of the Watch Tower, out in zero space practicing his Self-Sustenance. He had come out here to Meditate and regain his energy. He had fallen into a form of sleep that let him dream about one of his past lives. He was in his Transformation state with his Wraith shroud wrapped around him. He made a fist, and an energy blade came out from his palm between his fingers like an assassin hidden blade. It had a greenish blue color, and was about a foot long. Interesting.

Lash looked around him and saw the great big blue planet off to the side, Earth. He had to admit it was eerie looking at the area cast in darkness from the Earths rotation. Not a single light. Normally one could see the different cities from orbit in an electric glow. But since the alternate reality had kicked off their invasion. Nothing.

After Dr. Fate had shown up in Vegas. Saurian had stayed to escort the rest of the women back to the MCU, and spent sometime helping the police get their essentials back online. Hospitals, fire departments, and police. He was able to repair, and restart their back up generators. But the rest of the city was in a bad state, and Vegas was not the only one. What was happening there was happening across the globe. At least Vegas was warm!

Fate, had joined the Justice League International as an active member. Lash wasn't sure who Nabu was currently possessing it was not something to easily talk about. Fate decided to stay and help his city out of its current state but would stay in touch. Being the DC universe sorcerer supreme. Fate had access to Technomancy, and was able to link up with Vici. So, Saurian swapped out with Lash and they had come back to the Watch Tower to rest. Which brought him out here to practice.

Beep...Beep... Lash used Connectivity and linked up with his message board. About five minutes into his practice Vici had contacted him, or rather the Warden's had. They wanted to set up a Warden HQ on the Watch Tower to help coordinate. Lash had been confused for a brief moment, he had pulled out the store catalog and found that he could indeed build a Warden module. It was under story events and could only be purchased once it was an option. The alert said it was done.

Warden HQ: This module is an exclusive piece only for worlds that have the supernatural societies, and must be earned. The HQ will help coordinate with your operations, and help the Justice League with supernatural threats. Helps to increase cooperation between the mundanes, and supernatural world. (2 DP, R&D module applied)

Comment: Justice League Dark. Wooooooo!

Lash had used his DP credit card and had Vici start building it. Once it was paid off his credit card would be up to 12 DP. While he was currently at 30 DP standard. He was getting one DP almost every 12 hours in the Dream, almost. Lash took a moment to do a few stretches then walked back towards the air lock with the use of Gravity Stride. Letting him tread across the station as if it was the ground, no matter the angle. He had to admit it was a little disorientating walking, taking a step over a ledge and treating the ledge like it was the ground... He came to the airlock typed in the code and stepped inside.

With hiss and a pop the airlock finished pressurizing and the doors slid open. Sitting on the opposite side was the android Hex. Who despite the lack of any physical tell Lash could tell they were angry about letting people aboard the station with out proper security run over. Lash couldn't help himself he walked over and swallowed Hex in a hug. They went stiff for a good ten seconds then slowly returned the hug.

“I know, Hex. But if it makes you feel better you can interview each of them before they are allowed to wonder the station. Alright?” Lash said, as he slowly let go of them and looked down at them.

“It does, Grand Father. But I still don't like it.” They replied in their gender neutral voice. Lash chuckled and turned to walk back to the main station. Hex stepped beside him, and ran him through the situation.

“Malleus has finished prep work for the upgrade key. One of the Amazons has picked up their new suit and I quote. 'It is to die for!' She said. Fantasma's mother has been relocated to a new safe zone, and we have recalled all of the gear, and equipment from Fantsama's home. Several of the League members requested that we provide logistical support in their cities. Perhaps we could build another Droid Service module. Let it create more of our brothers and sisters?” Hex said, their voice composed and indifferent. Lash stopped in thought and created several spell scripts to wrap around him. Purely cosmetic, but appearances were important.

Droid Services: A module that specializes in the creation, service, and repair of robotic workers. Side Note: Treat them kindly or they may revolt! (2 DP, R&D module applied) x 2.

Lash spent 4 more DP from his credit card. Buying two more Droid Services. One was connected right next to the other two granting a efficiency bonus. While the last one was sent to Vici's core so she could create a unique VI Android mobile platform. The third installment to the standard droid workers would be auxiliary units for the Justice League. Combat engineers, medics, soldiers, etc. They would have the standard humanoid appearance. But with different hair, eye, and skin color. Like reds, oranges, and greens. Some would have scales, fur, maybe even an insect like carapace.

Earth needed to start getting use to the idea that different wasn't always bad. This would help the supernatural community, and the future alien community that Lash knew was coming. As long as he lived through the invasion that is. The spell script that surrounded him faded from sight, Hex nodded their head and continued down the path towards the main section with Lash. As they entered the main saucer several mechanical arms were in the process of printing and building the new Droid module.

Several League members fresh from the fight were watching the new module being built. Lash stopped to watch them, as they watched the arms. The League members were all VI Avatars, wearing their standard F grade uniforms. Covered in mud, blood, and sweat. They looked exhausted, so he sent Sooth, Nature's Supplement, and Nature's Kiss into them. They perked up and looked back at him.

“Go wash up, and go to sleep. We have quarters now.” Lash told them, they all nodded and left with out a word.

The main saucer was tall enough to have modules ten feet tall fit into pre determined slots, while the width of the modules varied depending on what they were. Think shipping containers, or lego blocks! Stacked, and connected to a wall. But, they were running out of room. It was like watching a very large game of tetras as Vici stacked the containers, tied stairs to the different pieces, or elevators to others. While other modules like Operations got priority for space, and location.

A group of six security bots came running across the main platform heading towards the teleportation pad. They were all F+ grade wearing kinetic, and spell energy armor with technomagic rifles, and blades. The armor was sleek and futuristic. They took up position around the portal hub as several spell rings started to coil. With an audible pop! Several League members appeared with several wounded civilians. The civilians under strict guard were escorted to the medical module where Ethan stood at the ready.

“Hex, who are those people?” Lash asked, his voice a whisper.

“United Nations envoys from New York. The invaders targeted them specifically, not many of them lived through it. A team found them and requested they come here for medical treatment and relocation....Good public relations.” Hex said, though Lash could hear Hex grit their teeth. More unauthorized people on the station.

One of the foreign envoys had a broken arm in a sling was looking around. He was amazed by the technology around him. He turned and saw Lash standing in his Wraith disguise. He wanted to talk to him but was stopped by the soldiers. He looked like he wanted to argue but continued to the medical bay as Lash waved and started walking over. Each envoy got a security guard, which watched them like a hawk. The League members that brought them in were all thankfully uninjured so they all went to wash up and get some food. The team leader stayed as he saw Wraith walk in to look around.

“Agent Wraith, I'm Gravitas. I know it was against regulations to bring them here. But public support is something the League needs right now.” Gravitas said, Lash looked him over for a bit and cast Insight.

Name: N/A Code Name: Gravitas.

Title: Gravity's bastard Son, Bone Breaker, Crusher.

Origin: Meta-Gene.

Rank: C

Skills: Hand to Hand, Science, Leadership, (See tool tip)

Powers: Gravity Manipulation, Gravity Control, Superhuman Durability. (See tool tip)

Domain: N/A

Racial Trait: N/A

Disposition: Friendly

Comment: This VI Avatar's User was originally a Villain. However, because you formed the Justice League several years ahead of its normal schedule they were able to find, and train him before he lost his way.

Gravitas was about 5'11” with broad shoulders, black hair cut high and tight like a soldiers with black eyes that almost seem to have starlight coming out of them. His skin was a healthy pink tan, with a hard looking face, and a nose that had been broken more than once. His uniform was solid black, with a utility belt, and pockets all over him. He wore full tactical gear, along with a rifle on his back, with a side arm. His gravity powers must have a limited range, it was good that he was thinking long term.

“Fair enough, the UN was going to find out about the Watch Tower eventually. Just make sure they stay under guard and don't wonder off.” Lash said, his voice not as rough as it could have been. Gravitas seem to pick up on it and breathed a sigh of relief.

“Yes, Sir! We'll get them back to the surface as soon as they are done being treated.” Gravitas said, followed by Hex.

“Good, the sooner the better.” Their gender neutral voice was clearly angry about the situation. Hex hated strangers on their station. Gravitas grimaced at Hex, but didn't comment.

“Don't trust us?” One of the envoy's said, his accent was thick with a German accent.

He had broad shoulders, a square jaw, and determination in his eyes. Lash turned to look at him, the man was sitting on one of the medical beds nearest to them. His shattered leg encased in a glass tub, tiny mechanic arms rebuilt the leg. Several of the envoy's were being treated by the medical droids in the module, while Ethan worked on the worst one in the surgery bay behind a set of glass doors.

“To be honest? No, I don't. But, trust is something that is earned. Team leader Gravitas extended the olive branch as it were. I trust him, so we'll see how this goes.” Lash replied, his voice taking on the hard edge of an animal. Gravitas looked at Lash with surprise clear in his eyes then smiled, but didn't comment.

“Yes...Good man, good soldier. Is the Justice League an American only organization?” The envoy asked... Lash looked at him for a moment, the man seem to understand. “I am Elias von Hofmann.” He finished, Lash nodded his head.

“Currently a majority of the members are with in America. We do have a few in South America, and we are looking to recruit members across the globe. We wanted the Justice League to be an international organization. But, then this all happened so recruitment was put on hold.” Lash said, as he looked around at all the envoys.

“What is going on?” Another envoy said, his flag was Austria. Hex reached out and grabbed Lash's arm. They shook their head. Lash looked back and hesitated for a moment.

“They'll find out eventually.” Lash replied, and Hex let go clearly in a huff.

“We are under attack by another world.” Lash finished, and the look of shock and horror was clear on the envoy's. This was outside their scope of practice. Another country they could handle, but another world was something else entirely.

“Can we make peace with them?” Elias asked. “There is always a deal to be made!” He finished, as he shifted in his bed. The medical droid pointed their metallic finger at them and told them to not move. Eliase grumbled but didn't move.

“Maybe...But right now, no. They are currently plowing through our defenses like it was nothing. We have to show that we can hold our own before we can even get them at the same table. All of you should know that better than most.” Lash said, his meaning clear to the men in the room. They all stopped to think about that.

“When we are finished here, where will we go?” Austria asked.

“We can take you back to your Embassies, or send you back to your home countries. We'll give you a basic run down what we know, and what we have so you can fill your countries in. But be aware we don't have much...” Lash said, but before another person could ask another question.

“Agent Wraith, the UNWS is inbound at portal hub A, ETA two minutes.” Vici's young female teenage voice said across the communication network.

“Gentlemen please excuse me, perhaps they have more information. Gravitas go wash up and get some food. That's an order!” Lash said as he turned towards him. The man looked over the envoys who looked upset at being so easily dismissed but held their tongues.

“Yes, Sir!” Gravitas said and walked out of the medical bay.

Lash, and Hex left the medical bay just as Ethan came out with his patient. The envoy was perfectly healthy, and asleep from the drugs pumped into them. Lash barely had a moment to wave, which Ethan returned before they moved on. Another security unit came jogging across the main deck towards the portal hub. Weapons at the ready. Hex had brought up their holographic interface and were looking over information. Compiling it into a brief for the UN envoys, they kept it short and to the point.

“Sorry Hex.” Lash said softly, Hex barely glanced at him but nodded all the same.

Lash got a prompt from Dawn, notifying him that he got 10 DP from the conversation with the UN envoys. Holy crap! Maybe he should run around and tell all the UN about the invasion, he could get a whole bunch of points and buy the upgrade key for the Watch Tower. Almost as if reading his mind Hex glared at him, though their hood covered the face Lash could feel their eyes on him. Lash looked anywhere but at Hex. Totally innocent, yep! Oh look the spring jump was almost complete!

5 spring jump coils finished the spell script, coiled up and gave off a pop! Then five people Lash hadn't seen in a long while showed up. Sam, Simon, Mahalia, Timothy, and Poison Ivy. They all stumbled out of the portal hub, not use to the transition. Lash did admit that the Warden portals were more advanced, capable of inter dimensional travel as long as they had an anchor point. The Watch Tower system must have seemed like two sticks being rubbed together.

“Lash! Gaaah!” Mahalia started to say and Sam pulled her back by the collar and glared at her.

“I mean, the whip lash from that portal was horrible! I feel like I rode the red eye there and back again!” Mahalia said with a sincere smile as Sam rolled his eyes at her.

Mahalia was a 5'2” asian decent woman with black eyes, black hair that was just long enough to pull back into a tail with a lithe figure, and a scar across her left cheek. She wore tactical gear that fit her small curvy frame perfectly, with lots of knives. She had a mischief grin on her face as she looked around the whole complex. Mahalia was an expert in close quarters combat. Next to her was Sam, her boyfriend. A 6 foot even black man with dreads to his shoulders, but tied back with a leather strip. He had deep amber eyes, built like a line back, and was covered in Tech-Knight armor, as one of the few Technomancy Domain holders in Gotham. He waved at Lash and sent an apology through his eyes.

Next Simon stepped off the pad and looked at the security droids, then at Hex, then at Lash. Simon was 5' 9” with dirty blond hair cut short with only a few inches stylized with hair gel. He had blue eyes that were cold, while his face was smiling. He had an athletic build, and tanned skin. He gave off a warm and pleasant vibe. But his eyes told a different story, he was an expert in communications. Specifically getting individuals to communicate there secrets to others. He wore the same tactical gear as Mahalia with a few exceptions like a forearm computer.

Timothy came next as he looked around at the station then smiled at Lash. While Poison Ivy jumped down from the portal hub and raced towards Lash. The security droids released the safeties on their weapons but didn't point them at her. As Lash had raised his hand up, she didn't seem to notice but the rest of the Warden's did. She jumped up and gave him a great big hug, and a kiss on the cheek. Kicking her legs into the air as Lash caught her. Lash was pretty tall while transformed so she was off the ground by over a foot.

“Missed you!” She said in a whisper again-->>

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