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I sighed.
I was just watching as the Justice League members got their asses handed to them yet again by some nobody. Last time it was Orm, and now it's some no-name low-level demon who possessed Weather Wizard. At this point, we should just call Sam and Dean.
(You get it? Sam and Dean, huh? Yeah, I get it….. I should probably stop trying.)
The possessed Weather Wizard had just sent Superman flying and even gave him a nosebleed.
But to really understand what's happening right now, we have to go back about an hour earlier.
A few hours earlier
I was drinking my coffee, chilling in my massive mansion, while Clanker was being… well Clanker, simping for Rebecca as always. Not that I cared much, because Clanker simps for her every nanosecond of his existence. But anyway, back to the main topic.
I was sipping my coffee when suddenly my phone started buzzing, and before I could even look to see who texted me, I heard knocking on the main door.
Knock Knock.
"Huh? Who could that be? There's a damn gate , did someone actually climb over it???"
Before I could even take another step to find out who was knocking at my door this late at night, the speed and intensity of the knocking suddenly increased.
Knock, knock, knock, knock, knock, knock, knock, knock, knock, knock, knock, knock, knock.
Knock, knock, knock, knock, knock, knock, knock, knock, knock, knock, knock, knock, knock.
Knock, knock, knock, knock, knock, knock, knock, knock, knock, knock, knock, knock, knock!
The knocking just kept going until I finally got annoyed enough to open the door, and was greeted by a face I knew quite well. It was Flash.
He immediately started zipping around, checking out my mansion from inside out and from literally every possible angle too.
"Wooow, I didn't know you were this stacked! You should invite me over for lunch sometime!"
"I'm not inviting someone with a super-ultra-fast metabolism over for lunch. If I did, I wouldn't stay this stacked, because I'd have to pay for all the food you'd devour, Barry."
"Noooo, but come on, Aaron, you've got plenty of money! Pleeeaseee?"
(Lowkey, I don't even know why my Barry acts more like Wally, just take it that this version of Barry is a younger one, more energetic, less mature, basically Wally from Young Justice.)
"No, Barry. Besides, why are you even here in the first place?"
Barry immediately got serious and said,
"The League needs you, Revan."
Back to the present
Well, that's basically how I ended up in this situation, if we skip the fight with the so-called Legion of Doom. Or something like that. Those idiots picked such a forgettable name. I guess I should tell you about that fight too, huh? Well, it wasn't really a fight… more like a complete destruction i guess?
Back to the past again
I quickly got dressed, summoned my loyal companion The Rock II, and hoped that Rock I was watching us from the heavens of rocks, proud of what I'd accomplished.
When I finally arrived in Metropolis, I was expecting, I don't know, maybe Brainiac? Or Joker getting bored of Gotham? Or maybe Lobo? Something like that.
I definitely wasn't expecting this bargain-bin "Legion of Doom."
I honestly had no idea why they even called me, they could've handled this themselves.
"But since I'm here, a little muscle stretch won't hurt. Let's test my strength."
Right at that moment, Luthor went flying past me in his tiny mech suit after Superman punched him.
Luthor slowly stood up and pulled a glowing green crystal, a.k.a. Kryptonite , out of his armor.
Superman was forced to his knees under the kryptonite's effect, and Luthor prepared to deliver one of his signature grand speeches.
"You see, Superman, you're pathetic. All that power--"
Luthor couldn't even finish because I used the Force and pushed him straight into a massive building, which immediately collapsed on top of him.
While Luthor was trying to dig himself out of the rubble, I said to Superman,
"Go help the others. I'll deal with this idiot."
Superman nodded, understanding me, and flew off like a good boy.
"Skrrr brummm--" The rubble started shaking, and Luthor emerged from the wreckage in his glowing green mech armor, looking pissed as hell.
"I've been waiting for you, Revan," he growled.
I stretched out my hand, ready to rip that armor off him, but Luthor suddenly gave me this cruel smirk. From his armor, a few hidden speakers popped up, releasing strange sonic waves.
"Brrrrrmmmmm freeeeer nnnnnn fraaaa kaaaaaa!"
My head started to hurt a bit, but that was it, nothing serious. Luthor, on the other hand, looked like he was about to lose his mind. He frantically pressed buttons, trying to increase the output of his tiny sonic cannons when he saw they weren't working on me at all.
"You won't withstand this for long! Prepare for my revenge!" Luthor shouted and cranked the sound to maximum.
FRRRRRRRERR KAAAAAA HRUUUZZZ MRRRRRRR BUUUUZZZZZ!
Okay, yeah, that one hurt a little more, but it was still manageable. Luthor was just annoying me at this point. I waved my hand, and his mech armor was torn clean off.
He crashed to the ground, panicking and shouting,
"This isn't possible! I calculated everything! It was supposed to work on anyone with telekinesis!"
I looked at him and grinned.
"Well, guess you're not as smart as you think you are," I mocked him, even though I knew full well that Luthor couldn't have known I didn't have telekinesis….... I had the Force.
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Imagine that you work all day and plan something for days just to discover that your opponent doesn't get affected by it 💀