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Meta-Naut

 

The Meta-Naut nodded, and began flipping through the scans on her smart phone. The art style was crude, the lettering inconsistent. Jeez, no wonder these guys went out of business, she thought to herself. The story seemed simple enough. At least until a particularly weird ending.

 

"Huh," she said. "So. Apparently his 'Crime Gun' basically uses 'evil energies' to turn people into criminals. But it doesn't work on the hero he is fighting in the book was an ex-criminal himself. Don't know how that works. Looks like outside of being able to turn people into criminals, his gun can also be a death ray and can also reverse polarity and turn criminals into upstanding citizens. But uh... The issue kind of ends on a weird cliff hanger. He gets beaten, but he escapes, and promises he'll conquer the future before stepping into this weird machine. Uh... Oh! He also has this sidekick. Ms. Demeanor."

 

The Meta-Naut shrugged. "Looks like there's no obvious way for him to escape without his gun, honestly."

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REBELLION

 

Captain Crime. Crime Gun. Evil energies. Doesn't work on ex-criminals. Death ray, turn criminals into upstanding citizens, and then he disappears. And Ms. Demeanor. Rebellion finished his sandwich, wiped his fingers and threw the paper in the trash. Then he reached for his notebook and pen again, quickly starting to scribble notes. "Sidekick. Stands to reason the cosplayer would copy that, too." There were many ways to escape, if Captain Crime was bent on it. 

 

"What was the effect of the Crime Gun when he hit the hero? Nothing, pain? If it was nothing, then it stands to reason that you got hit with the Death Ray." More notes. Either that, or Meta-Naut was an ex-con. Crazy, but Rebellion had seen just as crazy, hadn't he? So many people whose powers made no sense at all. He finished his notes and put the handbook away again, then stood up. "Something like the Crime Gun makes no sense. Technology like that shouldn't exist. I'm gonna head to the precinct." He paused for a moment. She'd held up her end, gotten info on Captain Crime, flimsy as it might be. "I wouldn't... mind... if you came along, but I'm not going to force you, either." 

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Meta-Naut

 

The Meta-Naut quickly finished the last few bites of her sandwich, and discarded the paper and cola can. She looked over at Rebellion, smirking. "I've been across the multi-verse and let me tell you, the Crime Gun is probably one of the less weird things I've seen. There's a universe out there where everyone's a talking goose, one where all ancient greek theories about physics are true, and another one where all the water turned into blood and so everyone willingly turned themselves into vampires. Bunch of strange stuff out there," she said.

 

"As for what it did to the hero in the book... Yeah, nothing. He was just like 'ha-hah!' and Captain Crime freaked out when it didn't work. It was only explained in one of those little narration boxes. So yeah, probably got hit with the Death Ray, which is super rude."

 

"And... yeah. I'll come along."

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REBELLION

 

A multiverse traveller? For once, the Meta-Naut actually gave Rebellion pause. His blank white eyes widened slightly. She had probably seen much weirder than him, then. That was unexpected. "I see." He tried to keep his reaction hidden, just a bit contained. She might be lying, but he doubted it. Didn't seem the type. He didn't do it all that well. So, instead he focused over on the useful bit of trivia. "Very rude, yes. But a gun like that still doesn't make any sense in this world." He was adamant of that fact. He was sure that he was right about that.

 

Little blue narration boxes, multiverse travellers, crime guns that turned people into villains. Maybe he should just leave, let the Meta-Naut deal with it. But no, he was curious now. There had to be a reason that Captain Crime was here, of all places. "Let's go, then." With little fanfare, he bent into his knees and jumped straight up, landing on the side of the nearest building, pushed off it and started leaping and running towards the precinct. 

 

Still, multiverses and crime guns. He had to see this through, didn't he?

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Meta-Naut

 

"Who knows. Maybe he's not from this world," the Meta-Naut joked.

 

Once he started moving, the Meta-Naut was not far behind, taking off into the air and moving at a steady speed, making sure to match Rebellion so neither he nor she got left behind. As she soared through the city, it occurred to her that she found Emerald City pretty beautiful. Of course, she'd been to more beautiful places, but she was pretty content with the city she lived in.

 

When they finally got to the precinct, though, the thoughts of beauty had faded. The police station seemed to be going through a bit of a problem at the moment. The windows had been busted out, and the doors had been spray-painted. One of the culprits was still there, casually breaking windows of the cop cars and rooting around inside. He was dressed like a stereotypical menace, wearing a torn denim vest, combat boots and had his hair shaved down to a shiny head. But the Meta-Naut recognized him instantly: It was the cop who had talked to them back at the crime scene.

 

"Aw, crap," she said, landing. 

 

"...Do you still wanna go in?" she asked Rebellion.

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REBELLION

 

It didn't take long to reach the precinct. Meta-naut could obviously fly, and while she kept back, Rebellion did his best to keep up, bouncing and bounding between the rooftops. Flipping, pushing off from walls, running along walls. Alright, he was showing off a bit, he could admit that to himself, even if he wasn't quite sure why he was doing it. Wanting to look good in front of someone else, maybe? It was weird doing this together with someone else in the first place.

 

And the precinct was a mess. Windows busted everywhere, spray paint on everything. And the cop that they had talked to earlier was all dressed up like one of Captain Crime's people. Of course he'd been hit by the gun. They should've gone here faster. His fault for thinking the cops could handle this.

 

"Yeah. But I want some information first." Going in blind? Not if he could help it. Reaching into his jacket, he approached the man, pulling out his batons as he called out. "Hey!" Get attention first. Then time to turn on the charm. A full dose of the primal pure terror spread from him, towards the former cop. He should maybe feel bad about it, the guy had just been trying to do his job, but honestly? It did feel just a little bit good. Besides, it was much easier to question someone when they were too scared to try fighting back.

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The former police officer looked up at Rebellion, brandishing a crowbar as he was called to. "Hey, whaddaya wa--" The man was stopped dead in his tracks by the burst in fear, his eyes going wide. "W-wh-whoa!" He stammered, before dropping his crowbar and turning and running away as fast as his legs could take him. He ran aimlessly down the street, before turning down into an alleyway not far ahead.

 

The commotion drew a few onlookers, some of them looking like they had been hit by the Crime Gun just like him. However, they did nothing yet, instead simply watching and waiting to see what happened.

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REBELLION

 

And he went running. Not quite what Rebellion had hoped for. Maybe he should've cornered the man first. Still new at this entire thing, after all. He looked around at everyone around him. He could make them run if they got too close. It was a lot of people. He didn't turn to look at the Meta-naut, but he kept looking around. "I don't see any point in chasing him. Too many people out here. Some of them look like they've been hit by the... Crime Gun. What do you think?" He didn't pause for any kind of effect, but saying it out loud was just so... weird. 

 

Still, a lot of people. He did have a plan, he had gotten a good look at that cop after all. But they needed to get inside first.

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Meta-Naut

 

The Meta-Naut looked around at the people in the area, and found that Rebellion seemed to be correct. Her eyes narrowed as she inspected the scene.

 

"I kinda wonder why he just zaps random people like that. Like, some of them he uses as lackeys, it seems like, but others he just sort of zaps and leaves. It seems like he would be better of recruiting all of them, don't you think?"

 

Then again, the plans of plenty of villains didn't always make a lot of sense. Many of them were more committed to the gimmick than was really practical. Maybe his thing was like... Just causing chaos? Without a chance to interrogate the guy safely, she couldn't say for sure.

 

"So, you think we should head inside?"

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REBELLION

 

"A distraction. Or maybe he's just crazy." He had already started walking when the Meta-Naut asked him if they should head inside. There was no reason to linger here, except to take out everyone here. Sure, that could work. Quiet some of the sure to be upcoming chaos, but that would just give Captain Crime more time for whatever he was planning.

 

He eyed the ones around them as they walked. A wide, bright smile appeared on his dark face. Well, he could try to do something about them, after all. He spoke up, addressed to all of the converted villains around them. "You should run." He let the primal fear in him loose. Anyone not made a criminal would be spared. Anyone else in his range? Not so much.

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The criminals gawped at Rebellion, before their eyes nearly bugged out of their heads and they began running into every direction imaginable. Some threw themselves through open windows, others ran into cars and drove away, while some simply dived headfirst into dumpsters and cowered from him. It was clear, at the very least, that his powers had worked. 

 

Even the tougher ones had cleared out, leaving the area safe for them to explore further should they choose to do so.

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REBELLION

 

There was a certain rush to using the Terror's power like that. Spread it out, just scare away the people that could have gotten in his way. Sure, it could go very wrong, but right now, he didn't care. Captain Crime needed to be stopped, right? 

 

He continued walking, looking briefly at Meta-Naut over his shoulder. He could only imagine her reaction to his action here. "Coming?" The path into the place was clear, so he continued walking at the same pace, never even stopping as everyone had fled around him. His plan was simple, really. Continue inside the building. Find Captain Crime. Stop him. Should be as simple as that. 

 

Of course it wouldn't be.

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The Meta-Naut

 

The Meta-Naut watched as the criminals scattered off, fleeing from some ethereal force that Rebellion seemed to project. The concept of anyone having that power made her ill-at-ease, and she didn't entirely know why. Well, at least he was on her side.

 

"Yeah, I am," she said, and hovered after him. Sure, she could walk, but she had the ability to fly. Why waste it?

 

"So," she said as they entered into the precinct. "You can sorta... Magically scare people? Psychically? Fire off a frequency into their amygdala?" 

 

The interior of the building was an absolute mess. The walls were coated in graffiti, the desks were overturned and trash covered the floor. Strangely and miraculously, there seemed to be no bullet holes anywhere. Whatever turned these people criminal didn't turn them murderous.

 

Actually, that was a thought.

 

"Hey, I just thought of something. I don't think I've seen anyone turned criminal has actually tried to kill anyone. Even Crime's gun hurt, but it didn't feel like it was going to kill me."

 

 

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REBELLION

 

The Meta-Naut was curious. To be honest, Rebellion couldn't quite blame her. He was curious about her powers too, after all, but at the same time, he was not quite interested in sharing anything about himself. His secrets were his. 

 

"Something like that." She already seemed at unease about this. Telling her that he got his powers from a spirit used to posses and terrorize the city by its secret rulers? Yes, that would help.

 

Graffiti everywhere. Trash on the floor. Desks and chairs overturned. It all seemed rather juvenile, did it not? Curious. And yes, the Meta-Naut was right. They hadn't killed anyone, had they?

 

"When did you say his comic was published? Maybe the copycat is trying to be so perfect in his recreation that he even uses the morality of villains from comics back then?" That could be useful, if true. 

 

He pressed on. Captain Crime had to be somewhere in here.

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