Message 1 of 87 , Jan 1, 2012View Source--- In theJSAallstarstorysite@yahoogroups.com, "ddswanson" <ddswanson@...> wrote:
> From the control room, DarkFactor and Colonel Elbaroon watched intently as the robot army tried to stop the augmented Justice Mandate.
> Mighty Man blasted into the giant room like a rocket, smashing through robots until his momentum ran out. A center of chaos developed as hundreds of the human-sized robots tried to reach the Terran Torpedo, like a swarm of bees, virtually crushing those in front of them in an attempt to reach the combat at the center of the mass. From the control room, the watchers could see flashing rays, flames and smoke, and pieces of robots flying through the air, accompanied by explosions, shrieking, tearing noises, and other incredibly loud, chaotic sounds.
> Strobe didn't have the raw power of Mighty Man, so he improvised tactics based on his akido training. He rarely exerted his powers directly against the robots, only using the Glove to tear them apart when they managed to close with him. Instead, he used their own powers against them. Several robots would fire and the beams would pass through him, as he used the Glove make him appear to be several feet from his true position. Protected by his force field, he would use a white tentacle from the Glove to grab a robot and use it as a shield from the attacks of its fellows, destroying that robot in the process. When the robots started to figure out those tactics, he reconfigured his shield into a mirror and reflected the beams so they bounced off and hit other robots. When he was pushed by a force beam or pulled by a tractor beam, he would use the Glove to add his own speed to the enemy force, hardening his force field so that he slammed into his enemies like a cannonball.
> As Valor charged the robot army, he was staggered by a barrage of energy blasts. He fell, and the continued barrage threw him backwards, bouncing and rolling. Unfortunately for DarkFactor's forces, as more robots rushed toward their fallen enemy, one of the new attackers fired an electrical blaster. Valor absorbed the power of the bolt, then slammed a fist into the concrete floor of the hanger, driving it into the ground like a spike. He jolted to a stop, rolled onto his knees and slammed the other fist into the floor as well. He came up with a large chunk of concrete, which he threw at the approaching robots. While the robots were concentrating on Valor, Jess unleashed her plasma flame blast and a dozen robots collapsed. She then helped her teammate to his feet and they stood back to back, destroying every robot that came near them.
> As DarkFactor watched the battle he suddenly swore as he realized that Tree, Mirage and Angstrom were missing. He instantly activated the special force field designed to prevent Mirage from passing through. This emergency security measure also automatically closed and sealed all the external airlock doors.
> "DarkFactor, you COWARD!" Elbaroon screamed. "Lower that field and let my men on board or I'll blast you." The mercenary leader was on his feet, moving faster than any normal man, his atomic beam blaster menacing the black-armored giant
> DarkFactor ignored him and commanded the computer to begin the pre-flight checklist. Deep within the ship, the massive engine powerplant came to life, filling the air with a low, throbbing hum.
> The mercenary commanded didn't bother to speak again. Instead, he fired, and the atomic beam flared, so brightly that the computerized light-adaptive goggles in his helmet were momentarily turned totally opaque. The blaster was the most powerful hand weapon Elbaroon had encountered in over 30 years as a soldier and mercenary, capable of overwhelming most portable force fields and disintegrating the densest, most resistant matter in nanoseconds, but the beam simply glanced from DarkForce's armor, instantly vaporizing the board which controlled the ship's weaponry and defenses.
> Snarling with rage, the revolutionary leader pointed a fist at Elbaroon and a beam of yellow energy smashed the blaster from his hand. Before Elbaroon could react, the yellow beam changed to a giant hand that picked up the mercenary and slammed him back against the wall. Another beam sprang forth from the same fist and as the glowing yellow hand crushed the Colonel helplessly against the wall, the new beam formed an object resembling a pencil, which traced the outline of the merc's armor, welding it solidly to the wall.
> Elbaroon wasn't totally helpless inside his armor. He pulled his right hand back from the immobile gauntlet and touched an internal control pad, set in the inside of the wrist guard. Using all the stored energy in the suit, suit's computer blasted out a radio signal. Now he was virtually helpless until someone got him out f the suit - although he did have a couple of nasty surprises inside. The signal was a predefined code that no mercenary officer ever wanted to hear - much less to send!
> "The client has betrayed us and voided the contract. My situation is impossible. Number 1 priority is now escape with as much of the unit intact as possible. Do not attempt a rescue!' followed by Elbaroon's recognition code. Every command-level officer in his unit could send a similar disaster signal; each of them understood that they must trust the judgment of the person who sent this signal; instant action was required to save the unit. Major Laztroe, formerly the second-in-command, instantly took charge and began to implement the alternate plan for escape.
I thought about leaving it here. But you re right.Message 87 of 87 , Jan 18, 2012View SourceI thought about leaving it here. But you're right.
--- In theJSAallstarstorysite@yahoogroups.com, "Frank G. Murdock" <bytor84@...> wrote:
> I'm guessing there is at least one more wrap up chapter, eh? :)
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> Subject: [The JSA All-Star Story Site] Strobe and Vic Valor: Wrapping Up
> It couldn't have been a coincidence that the 4 members of the Avenger's crew
> regained consciousness within seconds of each other. They were in a small,
> well-lighted room, with metal walls, ceiling and floor, each of them arrayed
> in a comfortable bunk. Outlines on the walls showed the touch points that
> would open closets and cabinets or deploy accessories such as a desk or a
> sink. The bulkhead door was open, showing a short, narrow corridor, another
> door immediately across the corridor, and at the end of the corridor, they
> could see a small section of a control room. The low hum that pervaded the
> room, the crowded, efficiently arranged quarters and the grilled vent high
> in one wall suggested that they were on a spaceship
> "I feel remarkably alive and quite free to move around!" Juna exclaimed in
> wonder. "I expected to be dead, or at least chained to the wall of a dungeon
> if I did wake up. What do we do now?"
> Strobe was already using the powers of his Glove to probe their
> surroundings. "We're in a small spaceship, and as far as I can tell, there's
> nobody else aboard. We ought to explore." He started to sit up, and groaned
> loudly as his rebellious body reminded him of the battering he'd recently
> taken. "Well, we haven't been unconscious _too_ long. Couldn't Augur have
> used some kind of super science healing ray on us, at least?"
> The team rose gingerly from their bunks and moved cautiously into the
> corridor, then into the control room. It was barely larger than the bunk
> room, with two comfortable padded seats facing the flight controls, and the
> walls were covered with active view screens. One screen showed a schematic
> of the Thrannian solar system, with a fine blue curved line connecting
> Thrann and the gas giant in the outer system, where they had left the
> Avenger in orbit. Close to the gas giant, a small blue spaceship-shaped icon
> blinked. Two other monitors showed apparently identical battle scenes: the
> Justice Mandate fighting DarkFactor. Before they could take in the rest of
> the monitors, the largest screen, dark until now, flared brightly to life,
> drawing their attention.
> The big screen showed Augur's head, larger than life, then the view pulled
> back to show that the tiny, withered seer was still seated in his flier,
> though the control panel had retracted. Behind Augur they could see a much
> larger control room than the one they were in, and through the window they
> could see Thrann from orbit.
> "Before you do anything else, my friends, I suggest you become familiar with
> your current situation. I regret that I'm not speaking to you live, so I
> can't respond to your questions. You are currently on a small spaceship
> which is drawing near the Trojan asteroid group of the gas giant Temro. The
> ship's autopilot is programmed to dock with the Avenger in about 4 hours,
> and it is fully capable of doing so, though you can turn it off and take
> manual control at any time. The ship is fully operational, easily capable of
> making the trip to Temro and sustaining you, and has not been sabotaged. It
> is programmed to return to Thrann after you have been delivered; please
> allow it to do so. It is a valuable asset - almost a friend. After you have
> reassured yourselves of your safety, the other monitors will help explain
> your current situation."
> After all that had happened, nobody was willing to take Augur at his
> (recorded) word. Valor and Jess familiarize themselves with the ship's
> controls so they could check their location and trajectory while Juna and
> Jim checked out the rest of the ship. As best Juna's fine scientific mind,
> the Glove's sensitive probes and the ships navigation instruments could
> determine, the ship was functional, safe, and where Augur had indicated.
> There were provisions for several weeks in the galley, water and air for at
> least a month, and fuel enough for several round trips between Thrann and
> Their opinions about Augur were confused. He could easily have killed them;
> instead he was aiding them in escaping from Thrann and the Protectorate.
> "Maybe Augur was being honest all along," Jim opined. "Certainly, from what
> I saw, the government on Thrann needs to be overthrown. DarkFactor was
> nothing but another would-be tin-plated dictator, but Augur might just be an
> idealistic revolutionary."
> "If so, I wish him well," Juna said quietly. "Still, oppressive government
> or not, that's the last time I'll ever get dragged into disputes on a planet
> I know nothing about!" she continued with added emphasis.
> Valor looked troubled but didn't say anything. Jim knew that as the immortal
> Lord of Order, Marnu, Valor had created the Galactic Patrol hundreds of
> centuries ago, with the purpose of preventing such evil as the Protectorate.
> He had just had a powerful lesson about ignorant intervention, but suppose a
> Patrol fleet had come in force to Thrann, instead of 4 would-be liberators
> taking on a star-spanning empire?
> "If you guys don't mind, I'd kind of like to do the docking myself," Jess
> changed the subject. "This looks like a really sweet little ship, and I can
> use the practice. Jim can use his power to protect the rest of you, or even
> ferry you across to the Avenger while I carry out the docking maneuvers."
> "Sounds like a plan to me," Jim responded, glad that what could have been a
> tense moment had been avoided. "Tell you what, though, some of the stuff
> that's playing on these monitors looks pretty interesting." He pointed at
> two screens, one showing the Justice Mandate battling DarkFactor, while the
> other showed the green glowing tunnel where Augur had captured them. "I
> wonder where he got the videos?"
> "There must have been security cameras in DarkFactor's base," Jessiat
> replied. "Check this one out, guys - DarkFactor sure didn't put up much of a
> The monitor Jess indicated showed the final battle between DarkFactor and
> the Justice Mandate. And she was right, DarkFactor was being beaten easily.
> Much too easily, given what they knew about his power and the abilities of
> the heroes in the Justice Mandate.
> "Something's affecting his powers," Valor observed, as a single blow from
> Tree shattered a yellow force field. "From what Solvent told us, that field
> should be able to withstand Mighty Man, and Tree isn't even close to being
> that strong."
> As the heroes rushed him, DarkFactor blasted the ceiling with a yellow
> energy beam. Instead of knocking out a big chunk to drop on his enemies, the
> beam barely managed to blast out a manhole-sized crater. Changing targets,
> the beam then enclosed the entire Justice Mandate in a force field globe,
> and DarkFactor attempted to flee while his foes tried to escape the sphere.
> But before he could run, Mirage floated up to him, then passed through him,
> disabling the black titan's armor.
> "His armor has a separate force field which is proof against Mirage. You're
> right, something is wrong with his armor."
> With the armor disabled, there was nothing DarkFactor could do to stop his
> foes. Angstrom concentrated for a while, and parts of DarkFactor's armor
> changed to vapor, allowing Mighty Man to peel it off like the cracked shell
> on a walnut. When the villain's face was revealed, the Justice Mandate
> reacted with stunned amazement.
> "I can't believe it's YOU!" Tree almost shouted. "You're DarkFactor? Why...
> you recruited me into the Justice Mandate!" He shook his head. "Now it's
> harder than ever to believe we beat him so easily," he said to his
> teammates. "Maxie here was the best fighter I ever saw - even better than
> me. This is starting to feel like another trap."
> "BAH!" the beaten villain screamed. "If that weasel Augur hadn't betrayed me
> and sabotaged my armor, you'd all be dead now. That little traitor will pay
> when I catch up to him..." His voice trailed off into a mutter.
> Stormgirl didn't recognize the man in the armor - a tall, thin man with a
> bulging cranium, black hair with a receding hairline, and bright red skin.
> "Who is he? What do you mean, this traitor recruited you?" She looked at her
> teammate with new distrust.
> "His name is Maxinestro, Gretla," Solvent told her youngest teammate. "He
> was the leader of the Justice Mandate before I was. Until he was caught in
> an explosion in the Markellis Uprising. No traces of him were ever found. We
> had no reason to suspect he was still alive." She sighed, sadly. "He
> recruited me into the JM as well, groomed me as the next leader. Hard to
> believe he'd turn traitor to the Protectorate."
> "It was simple to fake my death!" Maxinestro responded in a loud, defiant
> tone. "You fools have ruined EVERYTHING! If Augur hadn't betrayed me and
> sabotaged my armor, you would never have beaten me, and I would rule - and
> make everything right! The Protectorate is a corrupt, repressive
> dictatorship, and you've insured that it will never change."
> "We've doomed the Protectorate by keeping you from taking over?" Angstrom
> laughed sarcastically.
> "YES!" the villain screamed again. "Isn't obvious that I am the perfect
> ruler for the Protectorate? I can make the Protectorate into a utopia, but
> only if I'm the ruler and everyone does exactly what I tell them too!" He
> shook himself, visibly exerted control over his emotions, spoke calmly in
> his most persuasive tones. "It's not too late. If you join me, we can still
> win! You can be my lieutenants; I'll give you each a solar system to rule in
> my name."
> The members of the JM looked at each other, then Angstrom spoke up. "Let me,
> boss!" He turned back to the defeated villain, used a line that he was too
> familiar with. "Shut up, Maxie!"
> The screen darkened. "A humiliating defeat for one who would conquer an
> empire," Valor observed gravely.
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