13th March 2011
17:01 GMT
Diana looks through the window into the Watchtower medical bay's secure observation room. "Who is she?"
Canis hesitates to respond, then twitches slightly as Barda tightens her hand around his shoulder. "Her name is Dreamer. She is of New Genesis."
Inside, Mister Free is unpacking some rather odd-looking equipment he brought with him. He's wearing his red, green and yellow costume but currently has the mask folded back out of the way. None of us are really qualified to deal with spiritual injuries or New God physiology, so he's our best bet. It was a stroke of luck that Barda's captured Mother Box started
pingpingpinging as soon as it saw who was in need of assistance. Apparently it has decided to accept that its owners are now on the side of righteousness and appears to be trying to make up for all the time it spent silent by talking their ears off. The Sphere is inside as well, remaining still but constantly revving itself in what appears to be nervousness. Icon is busy explaining things to the French authorities while Kon and I are up here to give our reports in person.
"I understand that you are from Apokolips."
Canis' Dog -its name translates as '
Béton Brut'- is chained up in one of the secure cells as far as we could manage to put it from the quantum Horse herd out in the gardens. They seem to have settled in nicely to their new home but I don't know how they'd respond to a large predator. Once he was quartered Canis didn't seem all that worried about him so I'm assuming that either he's not seriously injured or can regenerate.
"I am."
"Truth and beauty in one. This pleases me."
Diana turns to face him. "Then how did she come to be in your possession?"
He curls the left side of his lip upwards. "
Bernadeth guarded her inadequately."
Barda turns, grabbing the bottom of his cuirass and using that to lift him and hurl him against the far wall. He hits it with the back of his head before sliding down. With his helmet gone the impact seems to briefly stun him. "My
mother had many children and I have many nephews. If you wish to have a place here you will
start being
helpful!"
He recovers slightly and goes to push himself up. Then he stops. "Have I your permission to rise, Captain?"
"I will comply." Barda's eyes narrow for a moment, then she gives him a small nod. Not quite taking his eyes off her he rises to his feet. "Some time ago Desaad boasted of a great victory against New Genesis: capturing a group of their younger warriors alive. Lord Darkseid was greatly pleased with him, and bade him use all of his art upon them to attempt to break their will." He shrugs. "She was being transported to Granny Goodness' Orphanage when I learned of her location. Slaying her guards was no great feat, but her suffering to that point had rendered her somewhat incoherent. And Kanto was once more nipping at my heels in a disagreeable fashion. I needed to be away, and since I would not be welcome on New Genesis I thought that perhaps you and-." His eyes flick to the glass screen. "-Scott Free may be able to help her."
Barda peers at him. "You expect me to believe that you helped her out of the goodness of your heart?"
"Thin ice, nephew."
I'm certainly not seeing any indigo. It's actually a little strange. Most people have at least a little within them. Even thugs are capable of comradely concern, even if they don't do much with it most of the time. He's genuinely got none.
Canis looks slightly puzzled. "No, of course not. I simply don't have the information that I want on New Genosian artwork. I had thought to interrogate her but as I said, she was not really capable of cogent discourse."
Barda blinks. "
Art?"
"That's even less credible."
"An unusual pursuit for one of Apokolips, I know. Father left much of my upbringing to a damaged Mother Box. I believe that she used the opportunity to expand my horizons." He shrugs again. "I find beauty in many things. Many places. Dreamer is..
not beautiful, not as she is, but she may become so. At the very least, I could satisfy my own curiosity as to what it is that
her people regard as beautiful."
Diana takes a step forwards. "How many others are they holding?"
Canis' eyes dip for a moment. "I don't know. I only needed
one as an information source. More than two, less than ten."
"What exactly are they doing to them?"
"I-."
"Desaad is a master torturer. He takes great pleasure in matching each form of suffering to those his victim dreads most. At the most basic level, he would use electrocution and pain stimulation, both to cause suffering and to demonstrate his victim's powerlessness. He might make use of cruder techniques… Knives, poisons, engineered diseases and memetic programming, but if his aim were to break them…" Barda walks over to the intercom built into the observation window. "Have a care, Scott. She has been-."
"Exposed to the Anti-Life." He nods. "I noticed."
"Pingpingping."
"Apparently it's only a secondary infection. I should be able to get rid of it, at least enough for her to function again."
"Not sure what sort of state she'll be in."
"Orange Lantern." Diana turns to me. "How powerful was Kanto?"
"Not very, to be honest. I suspect that I could have killed him, though… He might have had access to technologies I didn't see him use. Nothing I saw him do couldn't have been replicated by an athletic and well equipped Human.
"
Kon looks at me. "I thought you said he trapped you in a wall."
"I knew phasing was disruptable. As far as I know-
" I look at Barda for confirmation.
"-that was a technological device, not an innate ability he gets from being the New God of Assassination.
"
She nods. "His godhood grants him an instinct on how to use it, but it would just have been a trap he deployed." Barda turns to Diana. "The most powerful members of the Justice League can fight New Gods as equals." She hesitates for a moment. "Most of them, anyway."
"Equals? Is that why you complain whenever I fly during our spars?"
I punch the air with my right fist.
"Wooo! Fifth World rules!
"
Barda ignores my juvenile outburst. "You do not have the resources to fight all the armies of Apokolips. And you do not have the strength to fight Darkseid."
Kon looks offended. "Says who?"
"Says the former leader of his bodyguard. I know what he is capable of better than anyone."
I nod.
"His Omega Effect? Does it..
actually erase anything from existence, or is it just a powerful energy beam?
"
"The Effect is an outward manifestation of his cruel and vile domination. A being with a strong soul may survive for a few seconds, but that is the most I have ever seen anyone last."
"Then, yes,-
" I nod.
"-we're a very long way from being able to fight Darkseid.
"
"What about that sword, the one with the two pronged blade?"
"Oh, that could certainly kill him. The trick would be getting close enough to use it without getting Omega Effected. The Omega Effect is fast and he can consciously redirect it. And if he doesn't feel like fighting you himself he can just have you swarmed under by Parademons.
"
"Maybe if the Flash used it?"
"If they could counter phasing, they could probably counter superspeed. And that's assuming that the Flash was willing to kill someone, which I'm not convinced about.
"
Diana nods. "The League will need to discuss what -if any- action we intend to take."
Barda grimaces. "If Kanto has come to Earth, there can be no doubt that Darkseid knows that Scott and I-."
Scott knocks on the window. "She's waking up."