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Post by Admin on Aug 22, 2006 18:45:13 GMT -5
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Post by Admin on Aug 22, 2006 18:47:27 GMT -5
Aquaman
Issue 9: "Between the Devil and the Deep Blue Sea"
Written by Brandon Herren
Cover by Ramon Villalobos
Edited by Brandon Herren |
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Post by Admin on Aug 22, 2006 18:52:53 GMT -5
…And there came a day, unlike any other, when the world’s greatest heroes faced their greatest threat… Coveting the legendary Anti-Life Equation that would make him the Master of the Universe, the evil god Darkseid brought death and destruction to Earth… Now, the fiery, black planet Apokolips hangs above the Earth and the two worlds go to war! Separate and taken by surprise, the heroes of Earth struggle just to survive!
… First blood was drawn in Metropolis. Striking a deal with Lex Luthor for the comatose body of Superman’s half-brother Kru-El, Darkseid’s chief scientist Desaad transforms the Kryptonian into the rampaging killing machine called Doomsday! A fierce battle ensues and for the first time, Superman falls in battle! Dragged in chains to Apokolips, the Man of Steel is Darkseid’s prisoner…
… On Oa, the Green Lantern Corps is sabotaged and betrayed by an agent of Apokolips. The Central Power Battery is destroyed and the Manhunters, ancient enemies of the Guardians of the Universe have launched a successful assault on the planet. Oa falls, and the mysterious new Manhunter Grandmaster sends a prisoner to his ally Darkseid--- the Guardian Appa Ali Apsa!
Meanwhile, on Earth, Green Lantern Hal Jordan finds himself, inexplicably, in possession of the only working power ring in the universe, and uses it to save Coast City from a massive tidal wave threatening the Pacific seaboard--- and to soundly defeat Kalibak, the son of Darkseid in a fearsome brawl!
… As the captured Guardian Appa Ali Apsa is taken to Apokolips, he escapes briefly before he is recaptured over Metropolis--- but not before he can bathe one particular Earthling in a weird emerald light… changing Kyle Rayner’s life forever!
...In Gotham City, the alien assault hits the hardest and the city falls to the brutal General Steppenwolf, but not before the Dark Knight Detective is able to smuggle out (with the help of Nightwing) the one man Darkseid wants the most: Scott Free, the vaunted Mister Miracle...
... Following the nefarious Virman Vundabar through a boom tube, the New Outsiders become stranded on Apokolips itself. And while part of the team launches a desperate mission to rescue one of their own from the clutches of the despicable Desaad, the rest of the team joins the Hunger Dogs in a bold uprising against Darkseid himself...
... At the same time, the Challengers of the Unknown also find themselves on the dark planet, battling Doctor Bedlam...
... Against all odds, Nightwing safely delivers Mister Miracle to his fellow New Gods in Metropolis... and the Teen Titans foil Dr Bedlam's plan to use the Forever People to discover the Anti-Life Equation! But it is Lex Luthor who, feeling his usefulness to Darkseid is at an end, breaks the truce and launches a premptive attack against the occupying forces of Apokolips, bringing Metropolis into the war...
... In a lethal gambit, G. Gordon Godfrey seizes control of the US Government, but in a daring raid on the White House, the Suicide Squad face off against the Female Furies in a race against time to save the city from nuclear annihilation...
... Wonder Woman leads a desperate raid on Apokolips to rescue the Man of Steel--- and in an act of selfless heroism, a hero makes his final stand against Darkseid himself...
... Enraged at the assault upon his stronghold, Darkseid commands his lackey Desaad to unleash the Infernal Machine, a doomsday device that would transform the Earth into a dark twin of Apokolips! In Keystone City, a hero gives his life to destroy the Machine...
Heroes will rise and heroes will fall. And the DC2 will never be the same again…!
CRISIS: The Apokolips Imperative, Part 11! |
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Post by Admin on Aug 22, 2006 18:54:27 GMT -5
The strange storm had faded to be replaced by a mysterious new disturbance as Aquaman and Aqualad rode the undulating waves, looking into the dark skies in disbelief.
“Arthur! What is this?!” Garth yelled over the roar of the ocean as he bobbed up and down by over a dozen feet as the ocean heaved.
“I don’t know!” As he bellowed as he pointed to an unnatural moon in the sky, a wretched and twisted blot in the heavens that belched out hellish fire from its surface. He knew his physics well enough to know that a small planet being so close should have ripped the Earth apart by now. Powerful forces were at obviously play and he found himself grasping for the next move. Suddenly he plunged beneath the tumultuous waves down to calmer waters. Garth followed behind, pushing himself down into the deep quickly to stop a few feet away from his friend. He looked at the still figure in front of him with a curious expression.
Aquaman’s had a look of intense concentration, holding the Trident of Neptune in close and focusing inward as if listening to unheard voices. Something’s wrong. Something is terribly wrong, his thoughts radiated out to Garth.
Where? The young man tensed. An anxiety crept over him he couldn’t explain and the thought of the strange, dark planet above hung in the back of his mind.
Aquaman relaxed and opened his eyes. They were fixed in an intense stare outward into the murky body. Everywhere. We have to get to Atlantis.
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Post by Brandon on Aug 22, 2006 21:22:33 GMT -5
The two zoomed through the mass of water more quickly than any watercraft built by humankind. Aquaman felt panic now as he wanted to instantly be at Mera’s side. How long had they been gone? What could have possibly happened? He pushed ahead faster as Aqualad struggled to keep up.
In moments they stopped on a scene of the unimaginable. A small army was at the gates of the fabled city!
Aquaman studied the invading force, his keen eyes picking apart the enemy. The horde was populated with hideous apelike beasts that were thankfully mostly covered with green and yellow warsuits. There was a wretched kind of hoses and technology wrapped around them, protecting them from an environment to which they were not natives. They thrashed horrible metal spears and spiked balls at the defending noble warriors of Atlantis. They spilled around two large submarine vessels that were a match to the dull gray technology wielded by the otherworldly parademon foot soldiers. They were commanded by grunts and wails from a half dozen commanders spread throughout the mass of wild, demonic invaders. The commanders were even less humanoid than their minions, reptilian and huge in stature, and covered in strange, almost gladiator-type armor. This bizarre military force was overwhelming his brave men by sheer ferocity. The flashes of the traditional red armor of the Atlantean warriors were obscured by flailing limbs and water darkened with blood. Aquaman knew he had to move fast and cut off the head of this beast army.
You take the commander on the far left and I’ll hit the next one in, he reached out to Garth telepathically as he nodded back to the Sea King.
Let’s go.
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Post by Brandon on Aug 22, 2006 21:25:31 GMT -5
Aquaman ripped alongside the battle in deliberate view of his men, yelling a guttural battle-cry as he plunged through a dozen of the parademons before blasting down on the scaled horror known only as Gole. He was met with a powerful swipe but managed to kick himself backwards from the creature and out of range. He brought the blunt end of his trident around and into the beast’s stomach but not to the desired effect. The monster just snarled and brought a short sword around and through part of Aquaman’s bicep. The Sea King recoiled in pain only to grit down with determination a moment later as he laid his fist into Gole’s helmeted head with enough power to slam him through the submarine warship behind them. He heard a cry go through his defenders as they rallied their strength against the oppressors.
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Post by Brandon on Aug 22, 2006 21:27:45 GMT -5
Garth struggled with the commander fearfully called Kurin by his men. He was overpowered in muscle so he tried to keep his safety in distance but the buggy-eyed beast thrust his fists down and the force of water drew the young hero in to be grabbed.
“DEATH! Death to all who stand against the mighty hand of Darkseid!”
“I don’t know your Darkseid, but he can find another world to plunder! This one is protected!!” Aqualad put his hands to the creature’s arms and chanted an ancient language. His hands glowed red for a moment and boiled the water between them. Kurin pulled away with a shrill cry. Aqualad pressed his advantage and swirled his hand around to form a ball of hard water, quickly firing it into the beast. Garth turned just in time to see two of the other members of the elite marauders known as the Deep Six close in on him.
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Post by Brandon on Aug 22, 2006 21:34:06 GMT -5
Aquaman faced the remaining two commanders as part of the hellish army had broken off to surround them.
“Stand down, dog!” The green-skinned Slig barked out at him while Jaffar moved in closer to the captive king. “Give us the New Genesis scum! Submit to Darkseid’s will and maybe he will mercifully spare your people with quick deaths.”
“You don’t know what you are talking about! The people of Atlantis are peaceful. I have never heard of your enemy!”
Shaligo and Trok approach with the defiant yet subdued Aqualad. The fighting had ended and the warriors of Atlantis held their ground, albeit symbolically, outside the main gate of the city.
“Make your claims, whether true or false, your city will be razed in Lord Darkseid’s name, and your people taken into our command.” Jaffar snarked at the King of Atlantis. “Every living thing on this world, in all the cosmos, will know the Dark One’s cruel will once he recovers the secret of Anti-Life!!”
Aquaman tensed for attack and spoke in a low voice. “Never. Your foul overlord doesn’t know what he’s up against.”
The Deep Six all gurgled out a terrible laugh in unison.
Just then a stranger quietly approached the scene carrying the recovered Trident of Neptune. He moved on the group only being noticed when he arrived, and the parademons closed behind him. He wore a weighted shroud that masked his face. “I hope I’m not interrupting your invasion, but understand this... you will not enter Atlantis!”
The mysterious man pulled the Trident up beneath his arm as it exploded with raw power. The stranger wheeled around to cut a line through the throng of parademons surrounding them with a sustained energy beam. The commanders stared in disbelief as parts of their troops floated up and a dark liquid spilled into the water.
“You are now hopelessly outnumbered and your advantage gone." The man pointed back to the instant carnage he had unleashed on the parademon army. "Run back to your master and never tread our waters again, or you will know the true power of our people.” The man was calm and sure in his words, but they were delivered in a tone icier than even the northernmost seas. “Leave!”
The Deep Six grunted defiantly as they moved back toward their damaged vessels with the remaining men. With a final look of contained rage, Gole entered the ship and they pulled away. There was a low thud and a blinding flash and the ships moved away into a bizarre vortex, disappearing completely in seconds along with the swirling doorway.
Aquaman turned to the wanderer. “That was incredible! I am in your debt, Stranger. But the trident… I’ve never seen it do THAT before. How did you know... ?”
The hooded figured planted the weapon in the sand between them and began to remove his cloak. “Because Orin, it used to belong to me.” Once his face was revealed his long, yellow hair drifted about his smooth face. His piercing blue eyes fixed on Aquaman’s. “I am Atlan the Wanderer and I have returned in Atlantis’ hour of need.”
Arthur and Garth were frozen with shock. The Sea King then let a single word escape. “Father?”
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Post by Brandon on Aug 22, 2006 21:35:32 GMT -5
“It is good to see you son.” Atlan smiled at him.
“How? I don’t understand....” Orin shook his head slightly as he spoke.
“There will be time to talk later, but for now we have a greater role to play. The city the outworlders were looking for, I know where it is and they are in a great danger unless we help them. They are called the New Gods, and the fate of the universe is in their hands.”
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Post by Brandon on Aug 22, 2006 21:39:12 GMT -5
Aquaman passed in close to a large window on the tallest tower of Atlantis followed by a small group including his companion, Garth, and the legendary Atlan. He pressed his hand against the convex surface and it shimmered with energy. After a second he pushed his hand through, followed by his arm before he passed completely into the interior. As the other two moved through the barrier, Aquaman was already walking forcefully forward into the main palace. An attendant noticed his arrival and approached.
“King Orin. It is so good to see you…”
“Where is Mera? I must see her.”
“Oh… yes. Well, she is…”
Before the palace servant could finish, Aquaman spotted Vulko across the chamber and moved forward to him. “Vulko! What is going on? Where is Mera?”
“Welcome back, sire. You should follow me.” And the shorter white-haired man moved down an adjacent corridor with the king close behind. “I have learned the attack on the city has ceased.”
“Too easily. I think they were called somewhere else. It’s not over yet, Vulko. They are everywhere. I can imagine the surface world is feeling the brunt of the invasion.” He knew his old friend was keeping him preoccupied.
“Where are they from? Did they come through one of the rifts?” The portly man stroked his white beard several times. “Why are they doing this?”
“I'll have to catch you up later. They are not from this Earth, that much is sure. But they aren’t here by accident. They are looking for something here beneath the sea.”
They arrived at the large door that capped the hall just as Orm was exiting.
“Orin.” He nodded slightly to the king.
“Where have you been, brother Orm? Why weren’t you in the battle? What matter was more important than protecting our city?!”
Orm glanced at Vulko, who nodded to Arthur to go inside.
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Post by Brandon on Aug 22, 2006 21:41:17 GMT -5
Mera laid in a round bed in the center of the large room. Several female Atlanteans surrounded her: one monitoring a holosphere to her right, another put a cool cloth across her brow, and a third looked over an assortment of items stored at the end of the ornate bed frame. She looked over to her husband and smiled. “It is time.”
Aquaman walked to the bedside and knelt beside her. “Are you okay? Is everything… going… uh, correctly?”
Mera laughed softly. “Yes. Everything is fine. I am being well taken care of.” She ran her hand over the white gown that covered her round stomach. “It won’t be long now until we are parents.”
Arthur’s face softened and relaxed. “You look beautiful.”
“And you look…very different.” The Queen stroked the short beard on the King’s face and looked over his tattered clothes and fresh wounds. “What has happened to you? You’ve only been gone a week…”
“It’s been longer than that I’m afraid. And I’ve been very far. It’s… a long story.” He looked down as he spoke and then back at her.
“Oh Arthur. The things you get yourself into on your adventures. Perhaps a son will keep you closer to home.” She grinned largely at him.
“A son is it? I thought we were going to wait and be surprised.”
“I know, but I just have a feeling…”
He laughed and then looked over his shoulder to where the others stood.
“You have to leave again don’t you?” Her warm glow faded to concern.
“There is a terrible menace… I am needed. I’m afraid that every living creature on this planet is at a grave danger if we can’t repel these alien invaders.”
“I know…” She put her hand to his cheek again. “Please hurry. It won’t be long.”
He leaned in to kiss her gently, and then looked at her. “Never will a man have fought harder or with more determination, my Queen. I will return to you.”
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Post by Brandon on Aug 22, 2006 21:43:10 GMT -5
A battalion moved away from the glow of Atlantis into the dark waters beyond. The army consisted of both warriors and mermen of both of the twin cities of Atlantis, Poseidonis and Tritonis. Populated throughout were several large ships of ancient design.
“It’s far from here. In one of the deeper trenches of the sea. All of the sea creatures are buzzing about it. It must be huge.” Aquaman moved ahead of the group, flanked by his top men on both sides. “We’ll have to move our forces at top speed.”
“Are these the people, the otherworlders, we’re looking for?” Orm’s dark armor glimmered dully in the low light that pierced down through the deep water. With the skies grayed over the entire ocean seemed a bleaker and more solemn place.
“I believe so, and even though we may not know them we must fight as if we were protecting our own fair Atlantis. The very fate of the world may depend on this battle. On our courage and resolve.” He wordthoughts spread out among the warriors. “We have held strong from untold millennia in our place on this Earth, and we will survive this. We will be victorious!”
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Post by Brandon on Aug 22, 2006 21:46:01 GMT -5
After a day’s travel, the army approached the trench to see a glowing city emerging from the deep recesses of the long underwater crevice. It was a golden city with majestic buildings and an architecture the likes the King of the Oceans had never seen. As spectacular as Atlantis was to behold, this was something else. Something god-like. He looked on it and thought that it was a dwelling befitting Neptune and his fellow gods of old. The gleaming city glowed from within as it raised slowly to a level even with the ocean floor where it’s large gilded base shimmered and pulsed with life. It stopped and held its position as if waiting for some unknown event.
Suddenly there was a BOOM! And the waters were cast in ghostly like as another vortex opened wide inside the water. It’s hummed and swirled for long seconds as the Atlanteans moved in closer. Then the inside of the tunnel in spacetime turned dark and a horrific legion of parademons swarmed out into the ocean in impossible numbers. The terrible league of Apokolips had arrived in full force. But then something larger emerged from the boom tube, a long gray destroyer, a warcraft that had ravaged dozens of worlds before with its terrible array of weapons.
Aquaman turned toward his men and looked over them, his armor highlighted by the flickering light of the closing warp tunnel. He looked on the faces young and old, of friends and companions, and he raised the Trident of Neptune high before them. “FOR ATLANTIS!”
A roar raised in their throats as the army moved in.
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Post by Brandon on Aug 22, 2006 21:46:34 GMT -5
There was a horrible clash as the battle ensued. The ferocity of both sides was at a fever pitch as the two sides fought viciously against each other. Blades, maces, and swords flashed in the water as the groups merged into a single huge mass. The Atlanteans ships closed on the dark battleship of Apokolips and lasers flashed back and forth between them.
Aquaman cut through the evil parademons as he advanced again toward their commanders. Aqualad moved along nearby covering his back. Lord Kalandro and Prince Iqula helped lead the charge and stayed on the frontline of the conflict. Orm thrashed a half dozen parademons at once and sent his spear flying out into the horde, ripping through several more. His first officer, Duncan, forked a larger demon with his pronged spear and pushed forward into the dulled troops.
Each side fought fiercely and without rest as the battle raged on.
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Post by Brandon on Aug 22, 2006 21:51:06 GMT -5
Aquaman moved on to the last of the commanders as he and Garth took them on together. They grew weary under the long battle and the death toll climbed all around them. The Atlantean battleships were pounded with the heavy armory of the large warship of Apokolips. One ship erupted on one side with an explosive bubble and the power flickered off as it began a slow dive. The defensive line broke and one group of parademons had moved away from the battle and advanced on the city of the gods. Duncan was caught by a mace in his leg and screamed in pain. The beast moved in to finish him when his weapon was stopped short by Orm, the High Guard. Orm produced a small horn-shaped dagger and lodged it in the monster’s chest before kicking him out into the fighting.
“Get yourself to one of the ships. You are injured.” Orm barked at his man.
“No!” Duncan yelled back and jumped back into the action.
The war beneath the water roared out of control as the abominations of Apokolips pressed on. Aquaman locked tridents with Kurin The Wretched and they growled while swirling in the water, grappling and tugging each other for the advantage.
“You… will… fall!” Aquaman heaved him over and down. In a second the scaled monstrosity was back on top of him.
“You are a fool. None stand before the might of Apokolips and survive! You grow weak from the fight. You are not up to the challenge! Look as the war chariot strikes at the heart of Supertown!”
Aquaman looked to see that the enormous ship had rounded the battlefield and had begun a barrage of fire on the wondrous city. The missiles struck a force field with terrible effect. The explosions sent shockwaves rippling out into the surrounding water, pushing the warriors off-kilter in their battle clash. He looked around again to see Garth floating downward in the water, losing blood from an unseen wound from the axe of Trok. “No!” And beyond his injured friend, he could see that the line had broken and his men were overrun. The fight had turned against them and all seemed lost.
And behind him the commander gloated, “Death to the enemies of Darkseid!”
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Post by Brandon on Aug 22, 2006 21:53:35 GMT -5
Inside Supertown, High Father watched the fight on a large shimmering wall. His expression was grim and worrisome. He turned and paced back down the long room with his eyes closed. Others stood nearby, watching the events unfold. One fair and young New God walked over to join him.
“High Father. We must help them!”
The elder god turned to the brightly dressed youngling. “Lightray, you know this is not easy for me. But our battle has yet to come, we must save our strength for the larger fight with Darkseid himself. The Atlanteans must persevere only a little longer, and then our true moment of action will come.”
“They are sacrificing themselves for us! We cannot stand idly by!” Lightray’s normally serene disposition gave way to distress. His red hair fell over on one side.
“No.” A voice came from shadow to the left of the two. “He is right to delay.” A lean man in a green suit stepped forward.
“And who are you?” Lightray demanded of the intruder.
“I am Atlan and I represent Atlantis. Have faith young luminary, King Orin will prevail.”
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Post by Brandon on Aug 22, 2006 21:53:53 GMT -5
Scott Free watched the attempted siege from an enclosed balcony. He could see flashes of light from the conflict through the swooping and grandiose architecture of Supertown. At that moment a muffled crack of air sounded behind him with a flood of unearthly light and his Mother Box began to ping wildly. He knew what was next and turned to face his pursuer.
“Do not attempt to run. There is no escape.”
“Barda. You are as beautiful as I remember.”
The large woman was clad in red, blue, and yellow armor and loomed over him menacingly. “You would make light of your crimes against Darkseid, Scott Free? Have you not yet learned that your defiance only makes your plight more difficult? Perhaps Granny Goodness can help to remind you how to surrender your foolish pride and submit to His one true will!”
“Please, Barda. No more of your sycophantic droning. I know your master’s intent all too well. Let’s go and let the fates carry this to its inevitable end: the fall of your deluded Darkseid.”
Big Barda gave him a long glance of disbelief and then seized Scott Free by his arms and clanked down large manacles around his wrists. “You sure know how to treat a boy on the first date, Barda.”
Barda didn’t say a word as she pushed him back through the shimmering portal and a second later it closed shut behind them.
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Post by Brandon on Aug 22, 2006 21:54:18 GMT -5
Aquaman closed his eyes and held his weapon low, even though he knew his opponent was about to strike. He thought of everything that had happened to him over the past year and felt tired and bone-weary. He ran through the compiling events in his mind: the adventures, those that had come against him, the trials he had overcome, and his family to be. He felt a slight movement in the water around him and knew his enemy approached. He thought again of his wife and her giving birth without his being there. In one flash of a second he opened his eyes with a cry and brought his trident up hard and ran it through Kurin’s gut. He clenched his jaw as he pushed the weapon all the way in and brought his face in close to his rival.
“Go to hell.”
Aquaman moved backward and with a quick yank freed his trident from the belly of beast. He turned and his eyes narrowed as he called out telepathically far and wide. I need your help. Come to me now.
In scant moments dark shapes appeared through the water and covered the battle scene. Dozens of sharks attacked the parademons while dolphins moved to aid the warriors of Atlantis. Large octopuses came in from behind and snagged up the demonic soldiers one by one. A entire pod of whales drifted in next and rammed the horrible warship of Apokolips, sending it into a roll. They pushed on and slowly moved the gargantuan back from its target.
Aquaman smiled as he moved into the battle, striking down parademons in large swaths as they scattered from the gray, sharp-toothed predators. He plowed through their ranks until he found the last field commander, Trok. He moved in fast on the large goblin-like humanoid, and blasted him point blank with the Trident of Neptune. He launched himself forward and began cutting large holes in Darkseid's battleship with the trident’s blasts. He arched back in the water, taking out more of the parademons as he swam.
He paused for a moment to know the battle now belonged to him and his men. The crack of the boom tube portal sounded again and the forces began to flee. The Atlanteans pushed back and struck at as many of the aquatic soldiers as they could before they moved entirely from view.
A cheer went up again and the battle was won. Aquaman exhaled water heavily and let his guard down for a moment. Then he remembered his injured friend and looked around until he spotted him far below among the bodies resting on the bottom of the sea. The King swooped into the swirling blood and gore and took the fallen hero into his arms. In seconds he was speeding through the water toward far-away Atlantis, praying his young friend was still alive.
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Post by Brandon on Aug 22, 2006 21:54:38 GMT -5
Arthur walked into Mera’s chamber and fell to his knees next to her. The Queen’s squinted and let out a moan, her brow covered with sweat.
“You… unh. You made it.” She beamed at him for a moment before closing her eyes again.
Arthur held her hand tightly in his as she squeezed it.
“Just in time it seems.” The female doctor reached in as she was joined on both sides by the other attendants. A small cry filled the room. The doctor worked with the newborn for what seemed like long seconds before holding it up. “It’s a boy.”
Mera breathed hard and looked at Arthur as he stared at his new son in complete awe. She touched his cheek again. “I love you.”
He smiled with teary eyes before leaning in to kiss her.
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Post by Brandon on Aug 22, 2006 21:55:30 GMT -5
Orin stood over his son where he lay in a warming bed. He touched the small hand with his seemingly huge finger.
“Congratulations, Orin.” Vulko stepped up next to him.
Aquaman’s face darkened slightly. “How is the progress?”
“The injured have returned, but many troops have remained to guard the other city under Orm’s charge. It seems the invaders have left for good.”
“No. I’m afraid they have chosen to wait for the next battle. What about Garth?”
“He will be okay now. But it will take some time for him to fully recover. The cut he suffered was deep.”
Orin.
Aquaman turned his head up.
“What is it, my liege?” Vulko tried to read his King's face.
Aquaman held his hand up to Vulko. “I think it’s Atlan. Speaking to me from the hidden city.”
Orin. You are still needed. You must return at once. The true war will be fought in heaven and it is about to begin.
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Post by Brandon on Aug 22, 2006 21:56:16 GMT -5
CRISIS: THE APOKOLIPS IMPERATIVE CONTINUES THIS WEEK IN THE DETECTIVE COMICS #10!
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Post by mockingbird on Jul 26, 2011 13:31:06 GMT -5
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