*Tannarak gazes up as his diabolic machine and smiles a wicked grin. In earlier days, he would just absorb the energy of its inhabitants and that would be that. But no, entrapped inside the interlinked crystal prisons are four extremely powerful metahumans, each one symbolic of one of their elements, two of which hold a portion of the dimensional ( Read more... )

It was as though Hayden had willed the cage into existence, and maybe he did. His power levels are somehow now off the charts -- he can do things he's never been able to do, even with the Medusa Mask ( Read more... )

Well, as usual (or at least more usual of late), Ted is looking for Ralph. Ugh. There was a time when he would have been glad to be seeking out people from his more active years on the Justice League ( Read more... )

Dr. Nancy Saunders poured herself a glass of gin fromthe hotel room's minibar. She's been here for weeks, and wants nothing more than to get back to Savannah, away from Gotham ( Read more... )

The sedan with a Gingold Soda can surreptitiously affixed to its bumper glides down the freeway, then twists and turns through a number of side streets, arriving at twilight outside a seemingly abandoned warehouse on the outskirts of Gotham. A decrepit old sign reads "Wayne Industries," in a logo the company hasn't used in more than thirty years ( Read more... )

Ralph considers all of the clues while waiting for Jay, or word back from the Watchtower, still speaking into his comm from time to time. "Alright, I've got a four door sedan, still waiting to see if it matches Perkins or who else it might be registered to. Trying to figure out the link between the targets. If anyone can reach Ted, this would be a ( Read more... )

*The circle's computer system is a virtual maze with state of the art firewalls that would make Oracle and Orion drool. Once inside the maze, information moves into the flow in a wide variety of methods -- some is simply streaming data from a variety of media and research sites -- not unconventional, but well-filtered to bring data of interest to ( Read more... )

Ok, so its a little higher pressure situation than Ralph usually likes his mysteries. His wife and a friend are in danger. But he's still one of the world's finest detectives, and he trusts the people involved to handle themselves ( Read more... )

The restuarant patrons know something's wrong but, as often happens when small crowds are ill at ease, they do nothing but fidget idly at their tables. The hostess from the front of the restuarant has returned to her station, and the waiters have given Sue Dibny and Jordan McIntyre's table some distance ( Read more... )

All these restaurants look the same -- the same flash of green neon on the outside, the same off-putting color scheme and mildly comfortable chairs. Jordan McIntyre doesn't particularly mind. He smiles gently at the hostess as she walks him to a table ( Read more... )