Gothstrike's Return Part 7
Gothstrike regained consciousness. There were three people around her. The doorman from Paudraics stood close by, her intimidating visage slightly marred by a stunningly beautiful body. The alien had ridges along her forehead and her teeth were sharp and pointed.
Standing next to the doorman was the blue-skinned alien she remembered from the scene at Paudraic's. She had a frown on her face as she looked down at Gothstrike. Across from them, on the other side of Gothstrike, stood a man she knew all too well. Officer Harrison looked down at Gothstrike.
The officer spoke "We need to stop meeting like this. You are lucky today Gothstrike," he sneered as he said her name, "No one has decided to press charges. This woman," he gestured at the blue-skinned alien "has vouched for your innocence, and after your target and her employer came in and saw you, they also decided to drop the charges."
Gothstrike's ears were still ringing from the woman's scream. She nodded and said "Then
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Gothstrike stood vigil, watching Paudraic's. She had never been in the place, but knew full well that it was a den of inequity, and one frequented by some of the movers and shakers in Angel Falls. She watched the clientele enter and leave, hoping to catch a glimpse of someone who could give her answers.
Her cell phone started to vibrate, and she looked at the display. It was Detective Stewart, one of her contacts in the AFPD. She answered the phone. "Hello Detective."
The detective responded "Gothstrike, I checked into the background of the criminal you captured. He is a known hit-man. I got the warrant to check his accounts, but there has been no major deposit in weeks. We have no idea who hired him, or where he is staying. He must have received cash for the job."
Gothstrike frowned in frustration. Whoever hired him was careful to hide his or her tracks. "Thanks Detective. I'll let you know of any developments." She closed her phone and studied a person walking out of Paudric's
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Gothstrike and Natell entered Guardian Hall. Gothstrike was using her staff to help balance herself. Her head was pounding, and she was having trouble focusing. She walked into the lab, and saw several Polygirls running around doing various things. Gothstrike smiled and said "Hey Poly. I've had one fuck of a day. I hope you have some news for me."
One of the Polygirls looked at Gothstrike and replied "Yeah, I do. Who's this?" she asked.
Gothstrike answered "This is Natell. She is one of the ladies at Paudraic's. She came to make sure I got home, and to help me figure out what's happening. She's psychic."
Polygirl raised her eyebrows "Psychic huh? Why do you need a psychic? Anyways, the phone belongs to a Father Michael Lebowitz, in Montreal. I've got QS looking into it. Also Angie is looking into things on the Angel Falls side of things."
Gothstrike groaned "You got a Tylenol or something? My head is pounding. I was set-up at Paudraic's. Some ex-military guys made it look like I paid t
Gothstrike's Return Part 4Mr. Untouchable walked out of the Police Station with his employer. As they headed down the steps he asked "So what's the next move?"Gothstrike's Return Part 42 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
The man replied "You have the men I asked for?"
"Yes sir. I do. Your files never mentioned that Gothstrike could project energy blasts. It caught me completely by surprise."
The man replied "I didn't know. She never really showed evidence of it. Of course, she usually only dealt with thugs and street crime, so she probably never really needed to use it."
Mr. Untouchable frowned "Well, you wanted me to get caught, I just figured I'd have to fake it. Why did you want me arrested in this? The police only have information on one of my identities. It doesn't seem like it will have much bearing."
His employer replied "I wanted a specific officer on your case. It's going to be a fun ride. Remember to get my man to Paudraic's by tomorrow. I want to make her nervous."
Mr. Untouchable frowned "Who? One of the dancers? Waitresses? You aren't giving me much to go on
Gothstrike's Return Part 10His footsteps echoed through the halls of the Angel Falls Memorial Hospital. He walked with purpose towards the room he knew the patient was in.Gothstrike's Return Part 102 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Private James McDermitt didn't like this assignment. Something just didn't seem right about it, but as a member of United States Armed Forces, he wasn't required to like, or even understand his assignment. He was required to do his duty.
He shifted the potted flowers to his other hand, they were heavier than he thought they would be. Must be a good ceramic pot he thought. He had inspected the plants before delivering them, even though he was told not to. There was nothing harmful he could see. There was no bomb or other device in the dirt or the plant.
Sighing, he turned the final corner. He saw a heavily muscled Asian woman sitting in a chair outside the room reading a magazine. Of course he knew who she was. You could not live in Angel Falls without knowing who Lin Li Wong was. The woman stood vigil outside the room of her teammate an
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Gothstrike stepped off the train and looked around at the train station. It was busy this time of day. Looking around, she almost half-expected some crazed super villain, monster, or gang of thugs to suddenly go berserk here, but nothing seemed amiss. Shouldering her backpack she walked to the exit. It was getting late, and after hours on the train, she needed to stretch her legs.
Gothstrike stepped outside the station, and breathed in the fresh air of Angel Falls. The first time she had been here since she left two months ago. Gothstrike thought back to that day...
Two Months ago
Gothstrike had been quiet after the invasion. She went about her usual day, but she was bothered by something. She quietly went to her room in Guardian Hall and packed her bags. She was heading back home to Chicago for a small time. Her mentor had fallen ill, and she planned on making his last days a bit more comfortable.
Gothstrike's Return Part 6Polygirl examined the phone in detail. It was a disposable phone, one that couldn't be traced. She easily hacked past the security protocols on it. It only received one call, and made two, all for the same number. She traced the number to Montreal. Obviously this had something to do with the Canadian Syndicate.Gothstrike's Return Part 62 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Polygirl smiled. Man she was good at this. One of her copies quickly rang the Angel Falls police department, while another called a contact in Montreal. Polygirl would find out who was after the Guardians.
"Angel Falls Police Department, Detective Angie speaking." Angie said as she answered the phone. Hearing the rushed, but familiar voice on the other end of the line. "Slow down Polygirl. The Canadian Syndicate was behind the attack on Gothstrike?"
She listened as Polygirl revealed the information from the phone. "Does Gordon know anything?" She asked the heroine. "Then you should ask. It might give us m
Gothstrike's Return Part 9Mr. Untouchable sat at the table with Thomas Maxwell. Paudraic's had returned to its normal hustle and bustle. The hubbub after Gothstrike attacked Powerwhine had died down. Maxwell handed Mr. Untouchable a suitcase. "This has your second payment, along with the instructions I need carried out. So far, everything is going according to plan. The media is beginning to question the attack here, and the police are beginning surveillance of Gothstrike.Gothstrike's Return Part 92 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Mr. Untouchable took the suitcase and said "Why are we doing things this way. Gothstrike is good, but I can take her down. Why go through all these hoops?"
Maxwell smiled "Because, if we just take her down, she becomes a martyr. The Guardians will just step in and continue the 'good fight'. We need to discredit them. We want the public to demand something be done about these so-called super-heroes."
Mr. Untouchable frowned "But the actions of the heroes are well-loved by the public. Despite her Soviet background, even the Soviet Superwoman is
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A sleek jet sped across the United States, heading eastwards towards the city of Angel Falls. Inside were the five unique young people who made up the GuardiaNext. They all wore blue uniforms with a stylized "G" on the front. The leader of them was a woman with shoulder length brown hair. She had a cape and a shirt. "So, that was unusual, even for us," she said to her teammates.
Name: Cecelia Crane
Powers: Psionic energy constructs, super strength, telepathy
Parents: Mindy Marvel, John Crane (adoptive)
"Tell me about it," another young woman with short cut red hair said. Her uniform didn't have sleeves, but did include pants and fingerless gloves. "It's not every day we team up with a giant lizard." She then looked over at the sole male in the cabin and said, "No offence."
Name: Lolita "Lita" Lemoine
Powers: Increases kinetic energy output
Parents: Angel Falls Star (formerly Quebec Star), Jean Lemoine
The Asian man shrugged. He had neatly cut black
AftermathsTwisted Savant strode through the Angel Falls Hotel, headquarters of the Canadian Syndicate, the gang members scattering from his path like jackals before a lion. He knew he was taking a risk coming here, but he needed to know how much the Occupant knew about his actions the previous night. Of course, the risk was reduced since he was using the tele-presence drone he always did when dealing with the telepath.Aftermaths2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Arriving at the door to the Occupant's office, he found the way barred by a heavily cyborgized black man. He stopped and crossed his arms, and a couple of seconds later, the guard moved out of the way. Savant pushed the door open and found the office in darkness. He reached out and flipped on the light switch while announcing, "And just where is the woman you promised me?"
The Occupant, sitting behind his desk, winced and shielded his eyes from the light. "Can you say that louder?" he asked in a pained voice. "I don't think my CONCUSSION heard you fully."
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Two of the most evil men in Angel Falls were meeting in a dockside warehouse, although not face to face. The Occupant lounged on a chair, his face cover by a Guy Fawkes mask. The green and black armored form of Twisted Savant stood in front of him, his arms crossed over his chest. However, it was actually a tele-presence drone controlled from miles away by the true Savant. He had just overseen another shipment of weapons for the Occupant's Canadian Syndicate. Having finished that, he said, "So I trust our business is concluded for now."
The Occupant shook his head behind the grinning mask. "I don't think so. I feel bad about the fact that you've done so much for me, and yet I've done nothing in return for you."
Savant's robotic double shook its head. "That's because there is nothing that you could do for me that I can't accomplish for myself. Good day."
The drone turned and started to walk away as the Occupant called out, "Oh, come now. There must be something I can do for
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Gordon Martin stepped out of the elevator into the basement of the Guardians headquarters. He took a deep breath, preparing himself for what he was going to do. Ever since he first seen Paulina Wilson, better known as Polygirl, she had been on his mind. And yet, she had been unconscious the whole he was with her that night, after he had helped kidnap her and then rescue her. After that, he was in a jail cell for a while before he had been released into the custody of the Lone Stranger. Of course, while he was at the Strangers Industry facility, his movements were restricted. After he was accepted into the Guardians, he moved into one of the living quarters in the Guardians headquarters. He had hoped to be able to talk with Polygirl at the Guardians general meeting soon after, but never got the chance to due to what happened at it. And while she often worked in the lab in the basement of the HQ, he never could summon up the courage to go and see her. Until now.
He looked arou
Meeting of the MastermindsThe Occupant sat on a crate in an otherwise deserted warehouse. He glanced at his watch and, seeing that the moment he waiting for was nearly upon him, pulled the Guy Fawkes mask over his face. A second later, the armored figure of Twisted Savant descended from an open skylight, his boot jets easing him to the floor. The Occupant approached him, his arms swept open in greeting. "Welcome, Savant, my villainous brother-in-arms. It's been too long."Meeting of the Masterminds3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Savant crossed his arms over his chest and said disdainfully, "I see you're still wearing that ridiculous mask."
The Occupant nodded. "Yes, although you are one of the few I would trust to see my true face."
"So why don't you take it off?"
"Ah," the Occupant replied, holding a finger up. "Trust is a two-way street. I would expect the same courtesy from you."
Savant shook his head. "That's not going to happen. I don't trust anyone with abilities like yours, no matter how much they say they trust me."
The Occupant shrugged. "Fair enough, althoug