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Post by brigante133 on Sept 5, 2006 21:03:08 GMT -5
Back in the lovely confines of the single San Francisco building known as… bum BUM buummmm…Powers Towers…
When everyone has unpacked and sitting in the rec-room resting up from their so-called vacation, Prysm walks in and looks as the team sit watching television. She’s knows they forgot their birthday, it sucks but its not like they are her family… she knows this now. They were her co-workers. Powers, Inc was just a glorified Saturday job like working at
McDonalds or Burger King except instead of unruly customers; she has to deal with unruly giant nazi robots from the forties that have been infused with weird African elemental spirits and stuff. Hold the pickles and save the world from total annihilation, that simple.
When she walks in, Oberon is sitting on the couch reading US Weekly whose cover sports a picture of Booster Gold and Power Girl with their fists in the air. He looks up, smiling slightly, "Your mom called, kiddo. She wanted you to meet her downstairs in the room at the end of the lobby… She wanted to avoid the cameras." He gestures at the camera crew behind them.
Prysm sighs loudly and forces a smile. "Okay." She turns around to head back out of the room and then strolls downstairs, kicking at the carpet as she goes. As soon as she leaves the room everyone jumps up and gathers in one spot around Vapor, who closes her eyes and concentrates. The whole team disappears in a matter of seconds.
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Post by brigante133 on Sept 5, 2006 21:03:53 GMT -5
Prysm confessional: “Well. I was thinking… This being my birthday, and my being on a superhero team, and me having a job that was the greatest, funnest one around… That my birthday wouldn’t suck but--- Woah! Did you just see that? Did that light just glow green? No? Must just be me. Anyway, I thought Oberon would remember. He always remembers stuff like this. He’s like a freakish little memory troll. But anyway…”
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Post by brigante133 on Sept 5, 2006 21:12:05 GMT -5
Prysm enters the room at the end of the lobby, not noticing the small sign above the door that reads: Party Room. She looks around, and as the darkness does nothing to greet her she channels her powers, and her hand begins to glow. She looks around, the light not bright enough, and then concentrates harder, the building beginning to shake. Suddenly, the lights come on and then, "SURPRISE!"
Her teammates all appear from out of nowhere, Steel holding a massive cake and everyone else holding presents. "Oh, wow!" She smiles and all the angst and depression leaves her face as a smile that is about 19.3468 times bigger than she would want to admit. “You didn’t forget!”
“I didn’t.” Oberon smiles, and nudges her, and Audrey hugs him tight.
“Thanks, Oberon, you rock!”
“I like to think so.”
The Powers. Inc. team all gathers around the table to sing happy birthday to Prysm. Oberon stands on his tiptoes to reach up to the cake to light the candles but when he can’t quite get to them Power Girl saves him the embarrassment and lights them with a burst of fiery energy from her eyes. Oberon lets out a small grin and wipes the sweat from his forehead. "Thanks."
The buxom hero nods and smiles in return.
With the candles lit the team commence with the singing. Airwave, Steel and a begrudged Booster Gold throw their arms over each others shoulders, and sing in deep, broken voices, swaying from side to side, leading to the rest of the team to break into hysterical fits of giggles. Prysm covers her now glowing red face in disbelief and intense embarrassment. "Omigod," she thinks, looking over at the camera crews, "This is gonna be on MTV."
She smiles.
“This sucks!”
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Post by brigante133 on Sept 5, 2006 21:36:05 GMT -5
Epilogue
Some time later…
Life as usual in Powers Towers. The newest member of the team Blue Beetle stands unmasked in his lab on the top floor. He looks around for a wrench under a pile of blueprints as Booster Gold enters the room eating a chocolate Booster bar in one and staring at a teeny bopper magazine with him on the cover in the other. “What are you working on now?” Booster asks feigning interest as he looks over at the bug.
“It’s going to be--”
“Oh yeah? That's awesome, that's wonderful, that’s great. Hey, when are you gonna let me drive it again?” Booster asks walking toward the bug and sliding his finger across the shiny paint job.
“No. The last time I le--”
“Dude, get over it. I barely grazed the top of that tree.”
“You ripped the bottom off. I still have splinters from falling through the damn thing.” He says waving a screw driver at Booster who raises his arms up in surrender. "See?" He says showing him his left index finger"
“Whatev--”
The last part of Booster’s words are lost to the sound of a thundering boom outside. It is followed by several more and with each one the power cuts out and before the backup generators kick in the lights turn on only to kick out with the sound of another blasting pop from outside.
“What the hell?” Ted says under his breathe as they both run down the hallway toward the elevator. They find Powergirl and rest of the team standing in the lobby on the bottom floor looking out the huge glass entrance way, skyward.
“Is that a planet?” Airwave mumbles dumbfounded.
“Apokolips…” Booster mumbles under his breath.
“You know something about this Booster?” Josiah asks as everyone turns to look at him.
“Me? Nah. I’m as lost as you are... not a thing.” He says with his voice dying down as his words trail out.
The dark planet seems to pulsate and the skies begins to fill with winged creatures.
“Let’s go team. Those things aren’t here to try the food.” Power Girl says taking the lead.
“Wait,” says Airwave nervously gripping his fiance Vapor's hand, “if we’re gonna do this... we do it as a team.” The others all look around at each and finally all eyes are on Harry. The whole teams nods in agreement.
A silence falls over the Tower as the heroes share what may be their final moment.
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Post by brigante133 on Sept 5, 2006 21:48:27 GMT -5
To Be Concluded in the three part weekly series entitled -52 by Charley HoM, Chris Paugh, and Ramon Villalobos!
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Post by mockingbird on Aug 9, 2011 14:58:02 GMT -5
To let us know what you think of this issue, please visit the letters page here!
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