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Duncan hmmed. "No, I think that's a reasonable construction on Rick's part, given what he knows about my family history. I'm surprised Callie wasn't included in the altered timeline, but I imagine Rick would have kept her in New York. He was always uncomfortable with children directly inheriting the legacies of their immediate family members."
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"I'm familiar with what happened, as well as some of the details of the altered timeline. I've had my suspicions that Rick was more than just a juvenile sidekick for many years now. But why don't you tell me what's on your mind, Chris?" asked Summers, sounding almost paternal. "You didn't come here to ask me what I was told."
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Did a mountain scowl, or wrinkle? It was hard to say. "I've been briefed on what happened," said Summers gravely. "Including the details of Rick's disappearance. The Lucas family and I have been very close for many years." He folded his hands, studying Geckoman across the table, letting the teenager continue his story.
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"Come in, Christopher," said the voice from behind the door. Duncan Summers was behind the headmaster's desk, with that usual look on his lined face that suggested he was as much a part of the furniture as the statue of the school's founder in the corner behind him. He got that short nod of acknowledgement that meant Summers both knew and liked you. "What can I do for you?"
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Mark flinched away from Alex's hand, a surge of emotion in his eyes. "No!" His sharp reply startled Oliver, but the cat didn't jump down; instead he stood up and began licking Mark's chin, a bizarre counterpoint to his rush of emotions that quickly died down. "I...I don't know how to deal with any of this," he said suddenly, a gulf opening in his eyes. "Being afraid of hurting people, and my dad gone, and Mom crying all the time, I...it's not right! Things like this aren't supposed to be happening, things like this have never happened! I just...I just don't know what I'm supposed to do!"
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James' hellish powers did Heaven's work as they revived Ironclad, leaving her blinking awake inside her battered armor as she looked up at her savior. Meanwhile, down on the streets, the people of the Fens had come out to cheer their heroes. "Hooray! They stopped the crazy drunk lady!" yelled a bedraggled panhandler. "People do care about the Fens!" yelled another. The crowd started cheering, bystanders running up to help the armored girl who'd been hurt in all the fighting. It was, all in all, a good day in the Fens. And they didn't get a lot of those.
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"I know what reality warping looks like," said Mark, looking deeply uneasy. With a wave of his hand, he dismissed the sandwich. "You remember what my dad said, when, when he left, Erin? That reality couldn't handle two reality-warpers." He swallowed. "What if the same thing happens to me that happened to him? What if I lose control of my powers and...and I do what he did?"
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"Come in, come in," said Avenger, ushering Rouge into his spacious, luxurious apartment that practically screamed Wealth! if not necessarily taste. He walked her inside, closing the door, and led her to a brand-new black leather couch before a flat-screen TV, his soft-shoed feet not even squeaking on the shiny, well-polished marble floor beneath their feet. "Can I offer you something?"
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"Let me show you," said Mark, a little worriedly. "I haven't really shown anyone this..." He looked down at his hands and said, "I wish I had a ham sandwich!" A moment later, the air on his lap began to ripple and bend, black inky dots swirling together out of nothing, shaping together into the shape of a thick, juicy slice of ham in between two solid slices of thick black bread. "You see?" he said, sounding worried. "I can just...just do that now!"
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Precisely a week later, the Interceptors' main phone line rang. A playful Vince, after suitable bedevilment, eventually forwarded a faintly ruffled Avenger to the nearest Interceptor, which in this case turned out to be Colt. "Ah yes, Grim's boyfriend, the master gunman! I remember you from the demonic invasion; you're very impressive. Hello. How are you doing today?" asked Avenger, sounding all smooth politeness. "Are your preparations complete? Or do you need more time?"
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The sword-hilt hit the starlet right in the face, knocking her cold and pushing her out of the fight. But she was still on the move, thanks to her jet-powered board, and it was sending her hurtling towards the bold young archer at an incredible rate of speed as she made a loop in the sky! If no one did something soon, Angel and Nock were going to collide, and if that didn't happen, she'd surely hit the roof and cause a huge explosion!
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"I could have dodged that blast," said Mark stubbornly. "Or worn my vest that day, or a lot of other things. But no, I just walked into it without thinking, just like I do everything else." He shook his head. "And no, I didn't tell him. All those years of telling me how proud he was that he'd been able to have all those adventures without ever using any powers...I didn't want to cheapen our family legacy for him by making him think he'd had powers all along, that...that it hadn't really been real. And now look at us." He sighed, shaking his head. "I'm not even the same person I was. My powers have been acting funny ever since we got back."
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Wander's devastating punch made Angel bend over and throw up a considerable quantity of liquor, the former superheroine gagging and vomiting as she wheeled crazily around in the air. She was still strapped to her board, but she wasn't going anywhere except rocketing straight towards the roof where Nock was waiting!
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Taylor was sleeping, and so was the baby, when Avenger's silent phone buzzed in his pocket. He stopped watching the game, putting down his bottle, to take the call. "Rouge? Yes. You met a werewolf last night?" He leaned back, listening intently to her words. He'd been there for the meeting, but listening to her description of what had happened was just as important. "Describe him for me. All right...all right, I've dealt with that one before. Come to my apartment and we'll talk. Use the codewords I gave you so you'll be able to see the door. Yes, see you soon." It wasn't until he'd hung up that Avenger realized he'd invited Rouge back to his apartment for the first time!
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Paul reminisced about good memories with Derrick, telling him about a small Siberian village and a long journey by train with a carefully smugged diamond ring in his pocket. When all was said and done, he wished Dark Star good luck again, adding, "Just remember, make sure we get to hear what happens! Something like this should be a memory that lasts through both lifetimes. Make sure you do it right."
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After a fierce battle on Star Island, the heroes overcame the twisted reflections of the Freedom League, putting their lives, minds, and powers on the line to save Freedom City from the dark mirror images of their greatest heroes. When all was said and done, the wounds healed and the bad guys defeated, a grateful Lady Liberty embraced Ace as a brother, and shook everyone else's hands. "You all passed the test," she said with a little smile. "I don't think we need to bother with the no-win scenario, seeing as how you all faced it and won. I'm afraid we'll have to wait a few weeks before you get your communicators and ID cards issued you, but in the meantime, on behalf of myself and everyone else...welcome to the Freedom League."
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Mark stared at Alex, then at Erin. "I'm not angry with him, Alex. Not really, I mean..." He rubbed his chest, over the place where Erin had seen him be impaled and die. "He saved my life. And maybe saved other people's lives, we don't know. I'm grateful he did what he did," he said, a little defensively. "Just...just not all of it." He suddenly inhaled, sharply. "He didn't know he had powers. He couldn't control what was happening. You know how it is, when things just happen on instinct early on, I..." He swallowed hard. "It's my fault. I never told him."
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"Do what you think is best," said Paul reassuringly. "You two are the ones getting married, not her mother and I." He laughed, looking a little amused at his prospective son-in-law's embarrassment. "It'll be all right, Derrick. Just do what you think will make my daughter happy. I proposed to her mother in her home village in Russia when I joined her family there for an extended visit; that was quite a treat. But I'm sure you don't need to go that far, even if you do have superpowers."
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"He's not coming back anytime soon," Jack promised all three of them, and himself. "And next time he does, we'll be ready for him." He beamed down at the boy, watching Taylor warily to make sure she didn't drop him. She'd had a hard time, and he was feeling particularly protective. "But yeah," he added, "Stesha did great. I was really impressed. They all did. Everyone wants our boy safe."
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Conscious of Blitz's feelings, Avenger realized he was in the same boat. "Could likely use your help if you are faster than radiation," said Avenger, moving back to stand by Blitz. He wasn't being sarcastic; he didn't know how fast the kid was. "All in this together, for the city. SCARAB!" he called up. "COULD USE YOU DOWN HERE OR US UP THERE!"
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"Have protection against radiation," said Avenger, simply appearing amidst the group as if he'd been there all along. And had he? It was, as ever, hard to say. He was covered in dust and blood, none of it his own, and still carrying a broken piece of rebar with alien flesh on it. "And can see in the dark. Can follow instructions from Scarab, if someone who knows power plants can tell me. Little actual knowledge of technology," he confessed.
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"Wander!" Edge swung down from the window, his grapple line pulling back into his grapple gun as he landed on the ground next to her. "Thank goodness you guys got here. I knew you would." He smiled, quickly, but this was no time for even Mark to be cheerful. "Bad day to be visiting the kids in the pediatric ward. Or good, I guess. At least they're not very scared..."