Source: Page 23 of White Noise Keywords: "trenchcoat," "raining," "speed," "light"

From: "Rod Knowles" <tech723@concentric.net> Subject: Secret Seven #2 Date: 19 Mar 2001 Newsgroups: alt.comics.fan-fiction

O=======================================================O SECRET SEVEN ISSUE # 2 O=======================================================O Six individuals. Selected from amongst today's criminals, a handful of antiheroes band together to form the world's toughest covert superteam. The Stranger - Enigmatic field leader. The Ethereal Avenger. Nightdevil - Part human,part metahuman. All attitude. Lady Dragon - Fearless matron of the martials arts. Meanstreak - The dark speedster with a darker past. Grimstone - Mystical modernday golem. Superhuman strength. Timeliner - The Dimensional Man. Displaced timerider searching for answers. Together with their cryptic government liason, Falcon 7, they are... The Secret Seven ! O=========================================================O "THE HERACLES CONTRACT" Part Two O=========================================================O SCENE: Harbor Bay,Capitol City,Washington. Just past midnight. SS members Lady Dragon, Meanstreak and The Stranger have just been checkmated by Wilson Luthor, also known as The Kingpin, as he wields aloft the awesome... "Sword of Damocles?! What the hell's that?!" Meanstreak retorts. "It's one of the Three Harbingers of Ragnarok" replies Lady Dragon without removing her gaze upon said item. "True, my dear Lady Dragon" Kingpin grins. "The second in my own possession at the moment." "Big deal. So the fat man's got a couple of aantiques...what's the harm?" asks Meanstreak. "Shall I tell him Stranger...or do you want that pleasure?" smiles the Kingpin. "The Sword of Damocles is one of three artifacts,the others being the biblical Crown of Thorns and mythical Shield of Oadin. When these legendary artifacts from various religions are combined with each other,they are foretold to herald the end of the world." informs the Stranger. "Oh..." says the now-concerned speedster. "To me Oadin Shield!" shouts the Kingpin. Suddenly the roof of the warehouse bursts open and through it comes the glowing shield. It flies to his side,affixing itself to his left forearm. A loud clap of thunder rumbles through the night sky. "Ha-ha! Now my friends..I suggest you leave here before I stop feeling so....benevolent." cackles Kingpin. "We're not leaving without those artifacts." says the Stranger. The winds begin to whip up as Wilson Luthor's anger mounts. He levels an ominous finger at the heroic trio. "Then you'll perish on the very spot you now stand!" O=========================================================O SCENE: The bedroom of the now-deceased Oliver Barton AKA Black Shaft. Earth's mightiest hero,Superion,stands boldly in the room's doorway, blocking the exit of Timeliner, Nightdevil and Grimstone. On the floor is the body of Oliver Barton, covered in his own blood, the third murdered superhero in as many weeks. "Are you stalking me?" quips the ever-wisecracking Nightdevil. Superion's expression doesn't change. "You're going in to police headquarters for the murder of BlackShaft. Now we can do it the easy way or the hard way. Your choice, gents." says the Dantarian native. "Hmmm...I'll take door number three, Johnny." retorts Nightdevil. "Door number three?" Superion answers quizzically. "Yeah...a 'Timely' exit! Now Timeman!" In one swift motion, Nightdevil turns to follow but is halted by the grip of Superion on his arm. Grimstone grabs Timeliner and crashes through the bedroom's double windows. "We do not need to do this. We did not kill Oliver Barton." says the grim gargoyle in his unimitable deep eerie voice. "I know what I saw. And you're going to the police if I have to drag you there!" replies the Star-Spangled Superman. Out on the lawn, Nightdevil and Timeliner get to their feet. "Get us outta here!" yells Nightdevil. "What about Grimstone?" asks Timeliner. At that moment Superion crashes through the building's wall to the ground,just a few short feet away from the dou. "Grim can take care of himself. Let's go now!!" screams Nightdevil. Grimstone peers out of the wall's hole in time to see Timeliner and Nightdevil "phase" out,leaving him behind. "Timeliner!" he bellows to no avail. Superion is now to his feet. He dusts himself off and stares down Grimstone,who now is on the lawn also. Superion wipes his hand across his mouth,a trace of crimson appears on it. "First blood to you,creature. Now I'm taking you down!" "I have no quarrel with you,Son of Dantar. I merely wish to.." Grimstone's words are cut off abruptly by a Superion flying tackle,which sends both heroes crashing into a parked van,totaling it instantly in a violent explosion. "I..said..you're...coming...with...me!" Superion grimaces the words through his gritted teeth as he levels a series of punches to the fallen gargoyle's jaw. "I fear not,Dantarian." the Grim Goliath utters almost under his breath. His eyes begin to glow a bright red. "Wha...?!" Superion never finishes his query as a burst of energy streams from Grimstone's eyes,blasting the mighty Superion off him and several yards away. Grimstone gets to his feet and looks for the blasted Superion. With no sign of him in sight,he turns and begins walking towards the tree grove nearby,in an attempt to conceal his presence. "Leaving so..." a stearn voice beckons. Grimstone turns only to have his curiousity,quelled by a hard right fist to the jaw. "..SOON?!" finishes Superion. Grimstone is thrown by the blow's impact into a sculptured water fountain,landing with a splash in it's pool. Superion quickly follows up his blow,flying to the fallen mystical monolith,then hovering over him,contently as he speaks... "Are you finished?" Grimstone rubs his stony jaw. He then casts his gaze up at the hovering Man of Might. An almost evil smile appears on Grim Gargoyle's face. O=========================================================O "Disperse!" a voice booms. SCENE: Harbor Bay,Capitol City,Wash. The eerie voice bellowing the command belongs to the enigmatic field leader of the Secret Seven, the Stranger. He floats effortlessly in the air as he confronts Wilson Luthor AKA The Kingpin. "It's a good day to die,Stranger! Come...meet your end like a hero!" shouts the golden aura-encased Kingpin. He raises the sword high above his head and points it at the hovering Stranger. A bolt of energy bursts forth from it's point,narrowly missing the evading Ethereal Avenger. "Ha-ha!" bellows the rotund madman. "You know not what you do,Wilson Luthor. You're under the spell of the artifacts! Give them to us now and spare yourself any punishment!" shouts the Stranger,straining to be heard over the increasing stormwinds. "Punishment?! It is I who shall deal the punishment...upon YOU!" Again Luthor lowers the sword and it's energy blast strikes the Spectre Supreme,knocking him out of the air,plummeting to the ground below. "Meanstreak!" shrieks Lady Dragon in a commanding voice. "I'm on it,lady!" retorts the Dark Dasher,as he races underneath their stricken leader. He circles the ground below the falling Stranger,creating a large updraft,thus allowing the stranger to float to earth like the proverbial feather. "Ha-ha!" agains bellows the Kingpin,gloating in his apparent victory. Meanwhile,Meanstreak catches the Stranger and returns to Lady Dragon's side,behind a large pile of crates. "Any ideas,lady?" huffs the speedster. "Falcon 7 said we'd be on own own after Timeliner left. We've got to get those artifacts away from him before he hurts innocent lives", Lady Dragon calmly replies. "And we do that...how?" asks Meanstreak,dripping with obvious sarcasm. "We need to divert his attention long enough for me to an assault from behind. Can you still do that doppleganger trick?" she asks. "Sure. He wants Meanstreak..he'll get Meanstreak. Or rather a few of us." he quips before racing off towards the maniacal Kingpin. Meanstreak races in a helter-skelter pattern,stopping in select spots for just a milli-nanosecond. By stopping in the same spots repeatedly,it creates the illusion of Meanstreak standing there. By stopping in more than one spot,it creates the illusion of many Meanstreaks standing around. "Reduced to parlor tricks now? Hah!" roars Wilson Luthor as he levels the sword at each image of Meanstreak,decimating each as he does so with energy blasts. "Your time is running out,my dear speedster." sneers the Kingpin. Then from behind Lady Dragon strikes with a leathal blow to the villain's head. A blow that would surely have killed any man... save a man protected by the golden aura of the Oadin Shield. Now Wilson Luthor turns and snatches the Mistress of the Martial Arts by her neck. Meanstreak sees his comrade's dilemma and races to her aid,abandoning his illusion. Kingpin turns back to face him, realizing the doppleganger Meanstreaks have vanished leaving just the real one to deal with. Meanstreak strikes hard and swift, raining blows upon the Kingpin's head and torso,to no effect. With a simple swing of his arm,the sword strikes the speedster,sending him flying to the ground several feet away. He turns his attention back to the struggling Lady Dragon,still caught in his malevolent chokehold. "And now dear lady..the endgame." He raises the sword once again above his head. Suddenly a strong voice cuts through the stormwinds,loud and clear. "Unhand her...NOW!" Wilson Luthor turns to face his detractor. His eyes widen not in fear, but in excitement. There before his eyes is the hovering form of... "The Mighty Thorax commands it! Unhand the woman,base villain..or face the wrath of the Scion of Oagard!" Wilson Luthor's grin widens. . . . O=========================================================O SCENE: The main meeting room located in The Lair,secret headquarters of the covert superteam the Secret Seven. Falcon 7 is addressing the recently returned members Timeliner and Nightdevil. "And you just left him?!" the voice of Falcon 7 shouts through the speaker. "Well it wasn't like we just ran out on him,y'know...he had the best shot at taking out SuperGuy there and we figured you wanted what info we found out ASAP so we opted to get back here and let you know what happened. Right,Timey?" says Nightdevil. "What's this we,kimosabe? You panicked..BIGTIME. Falcon 7 ..I can go back and get Grimstone right now. Color me gone..." his voice trails off as the Dimensional Man "phases" out, leaving just an obviously irate Falcon 7 and the sheepish Nightdevil. "So..ah..ya wanna send out for pizza? I'm starving." says Nightdevil through his coy grin. "Nightdevil...that's twice in two nights you've botched your end of a mission. Do you really want to go back to Death Row at Arkham Vault that bad? Because if you do..I'll be more than happy to terminate our little agreement and give you back. Do you get my drift?" says the erstwhile leader. "Yeah..I hear ya. Look I didn't ask to be some hero. All I wanted was..." Nightdevil is cut off by the booming voice of Falcon 7. "..a second chance. Well you're looking at your second chance, mister. And if you don't get onboard pronto you're going to be out of chances and back in Arkham,understood?" Falcon 7 says sternly. " Alright! I screwed up. What's next?" the guilty-minded Nightdevil replies somberly. "I've located the Diana Danvers. She's retired,living in Golden City, Florida. You know what to do." the eye-patched agent says crypti cally. "_Don't_ mess it up." "Florida? How am I supposed to get there? Timey's gone back to get Stonehead and I'm still too weak from my trip to Harbor Bay to teleport myself." says Nightdevil. "Got cabfare?" deadpans the stoic Falcon 7. "You gotta be kidding...!" sighs the young hero. O=========================================================O KKKRRRAAAACCCKKK!!! SCENE: Lilac City,Maine. Time: About three seconds after Superion has a tree slammed over his head by the Grim Goliath known as Grimstone. Superion lies prone on the ground,taking physical inventory as the Grimstone surveys his damage. He lumbers towards the fallen Superion. Once again the eyes of Grimstone flicker with a neon red glow. Seconds later crimson energy beams burst from those eyes intent upon harming his foe,the groggy Superion. However with split-second timing,the Dantarian rolls from the beams' impact. The earth's skin is scorched by the blasts but Superion quickly squashes the fires with a blast of polar breath. The Son of Dantar is soon back in the fray. "Give up now and we can end this before you really get hurt!" he says to the brooding Grimstone. "Pssst...Grimstone..",a voice whispers from behind a tree. The embattled gargoyle glances quickly in the voice's direction but soon returns his gazxe back to his foe. "This will surely end,Dantarian..but not the way you'd hope." the Grim Goliath replies as he hoists a chunk of the destroyed concrete water fountain into the air and hurls it at Superion. The debris easily misses the heroic Dantarian. "You must be getting weary,gargoyle. That wasn't even close." the mightiest mortal retorts. Again that evil grin crosses the face of Grimstone. "You...were not my target." Superion's face contorts in a visage of shock as he looks at the projectile's destination. A small crowd of people have gathered in their pajamas in the courtyard,viewing the epic battle.The concrete shard is heading right towards them. "Great Moons of Heron!!" he exclaims. As the Dantarian superman speeds to intercept the debris,Grimstone turns to follow the whispering voice. Before arriving at the tree, the hulking gargoyle turns back one last time. His eyes flicker yet again. Then a burst of crimson energy streaks forth,vaporizing the chunk of concrete into thin air,a split second before Superion reaches it. Instead of quickly retreating, Grimstone merely waits. Superion turns his attention to the Mystical Monolith. Their eyes meet in what seems like an eternal staredown which is only broken when... ..Grimstone smiles. He turns and walks behind the tree. Superion races to him but just as he gets there,there's a bright flash and the stench of rotten eggs. Superion's brow wrinkles with anger and frustration as the last wisp of grayish smoke dissipates into the night air. His words seeth out from behind his clenched teeth. "We're not done,mystery man. Not by a long shot." O=========================================================O SCENE: Harbor Bay,Capitol City,Washington. In the battle with the newly mystically-empowered Kingpin, the merchant of speed, Meanstreak and the enigmatic Stranger have fallen beneath the might of the legendary Sword of Damocles and the Shield of Oadin. The life of Lady Dragon hangs by his grip and the fate of the entire world could hang in the balance. But now the battle is joined by another. A being of majesty and power that could only be that of... "The Mighty Thorax...well ..this IS a surprise!" smiles Wilson Luthor. "The woman is of no consequence to me, Oasgardian. And this matter is none of your concern." "Where e'er there be injustice, Thorax,Son of Oadin shall e'er be vigilant" states the Emerald Scion of Oasgard. "First you are a thief,and then you mistreat that fair maiden..." "Oh that's riiight. This shield belongs to your father, doesn't it?" the portly Luthor cracks. "Aye,it does. And now mine search is over. Hand over the All-Father's shield or face my wrath!" warns the Oasgardian warrior. "Hmmm...you want the shield,godling? Come and take it!" bellows Kingpin into the storm's raging winds. He tosses aside the limp form of Lady Dragon and charges into battle against the might of Thorax. "Forsooth!" replies the Oadinson. Thorax raises his mighty enchanted emerald hammer,Mjolnir, high to the skies and meets the blow of the Sword of Damocles, swung by Wilson Luthor. The clash is one that shakes the heavens. Lightning flashes,the winds swirl madly as the two are joined in battle. Each man strikes his blow and recoils from his opponent's retaliatory strike. As the fight continues on,Lady Dragon recovers enough to make it back to her fallen comrades. The Stranger is just now coming to. Meanstreak is still unconscious. "What..what is happening,Lady Dragon?" he asks. "It seems Luthor stole wonder god's daddy's shield. He wants it back. Plain and simple. Looks like he just may get it too." Thorax delivers a devastating blow with Mjolnir,knocking Luthor from his feet for the first time in the battle. As the Oasgardian attempts to follow up the strike,he is met with an equally punishing strike by the sword,sending him reeling bacwards through the air and into the bay. "Looks like I spoke too soon." says Lady Dragon. With the threat of thorax seemingly vanquished,Kingpin turns his attention once more to the Secret Seven members. "It's showtime,Stranger...move it!" The words barely escape the Mistress of the martials arts' lips when a bolt of pure energy strikes the ground where they had just been. The Stranger,now floating along with the limp body of Meanstreak,clears his teammate of the impact area with a wave of his hand. "We need a distraction...some element of surprise,Stranger!" yells Lady Dragon. "Be prepared!" he warns. He the waves his hand towards Dragon. Then slowly the warrior woman begins to... disappear! "Stranger?!" she yells watching her body fade away. "Be prepared!" the Stranger yells once again. "Strike!" Luthor,unaware of Lady Dragon's situation, moves towards the still hovering forms of the Stranger and Meanstreak. "I grow weary of this game,Stranger. I think...it's time to end it." says Luthor. He raises the sword's point towards the Ethereal Avenger menacingly. "Goodbye,Stranger. Say hello to your friends.. ...in Hell!" Suddenly the sword drops from his hand as if struck by an invisable blow. The sword rises in the air,unaided and floats away from the anguished Kingpin. Then it all becomes clear as the form of a retreating Lady Dragon,previously cloaked by The Stranger, fades back into the scene. Luthor lets out a guttural roar and charges after the Dragon. And just as she's within his grasp...he suddenly soars past her with uncanny speed and crashes into a pile of wooden crates. There,hovering in the stormy night air,is the Scion of Oasgard... the Mighty Thorax!! "To me mighty Mjolnir!" he commands. The emerald hammer soars straight over Lady Dragon's head as it makes it's way back to the outstretched hand of the powerful Oasgardian. "Base villain...heed the words of Thorax! I will return the All-Father's shield to it's rightful place in Oasgard. Should you not hand it over now I will bring the very heavens down upon thee!!" "Thunder god...you talk too much." sneers Wilson Luthor. He slowly gets to his feet and retrieves the shield. He sees the sword,in the possession of Lady Dragon and moves towards her to retrieve it too. "Give me that sword!" he screams. The Stranger and Lady Dragon brace themselves for battle when a hushed voice beckons them. "Pssst...over here." The duo glances towards the voice, then back towards it's direction. Just as the Kingpin pounces at them,he's met with a resounding * CCRRAACCKK!!* Mjolnir has struck it's target once more,sending the maniacal Wilson Luthor crashing to the earth yet again. He reaches out towards the sword only to see it and the trio vanish in a brilliant flash of blue light leaving behind a wisp of gray smoke and the pungent odor....of rotten eggs. "NNNOOOOOOOOO!!!" he bellows in a fit of angered,his fists raise in rage at the turn of events. Just then a magnificent bolt of white lightning crashes to earth, striking Wilson Luthor to the ground. He is knocked unconscious in a smoldering heap upon the earth. The shield lays a mere few feet away from his near-lifeless body. A mighty hand reaches down and lifts the shield from the ground. It is then placed upon the forearm of Thorax, firstborn of Oadin,the Lord of Oasgard. Then he leans back down and hoists the body of Wilson Luthor over his broad shoulder. In one swift motion,he twirls the mighty Mjolnir. Faster and faster. The night sky brightens with the electricity created by the hammer's action. "Wilson Luthor..the madness was upon you. I know naught what happened to the others in this struggle,but I say to thee now... we shall hasten you to medical care." Then..in a flash of light...they are gone. O=========================================================O SCENE: Surf City,Florida. Time: 7:35 AM. Pleasant Dreams Retirement Home. The morning shuffleboard tournement is underway. The bus to the shopping mall is loading. And Diana Danvers sips her morning coffee as she watches the TV in her mobile home's kitchen. Her morning routine is interrupted by a knock on the door. She opens the door to see a man clothed in a long tan trenchcoat and fedora hat. "Ms Danvers?" the man asks. "Yes?" she replies. "Ms Diana Danvers?" he asks again. "Yes. Can I help you?" she says. "I'm here to help you." The man forces his way inside and closes the door behind him. Ms Danvers retreats to her dining room booth. She remains calm. Over the years her experiences have taught to remain calm in a crisis. "Okay. You're inside. Now what can I do for you."she says sternly. The figure finally removes his hat and coat revealing him to be...Nightdevil. "Actually Ms Danvers..or should I call you...Ms Wonder?" "Okay. You know. Everybody knows these days. Now what? You want money? Too bad. If I had it do you think I'd be living here?" she says with a disdain in her voice. "I'm here to help you as I said before." replies the night demon. "Do you realize that someone's killing off the old Justice Legion of America? The Blue Ant, Moonhawk and Black Shaft are already dead. You may be next. I'm here to prevent that from happening." "I've heard about Blue Ant and Moonhawk. I wasn't aware of Black Shaft's death. Now you, a stranger, shows up on my doorstep and tell me you're here to save me? And how do you propose to do that?" she asks almost sarcastically. "Wisk me away to your secret underground hideout?" "Uh..exactly." he replies caught offguard by the irony of her query. "We need to leave as soon as possible." "Oh you can't be serious?! Okay,okay..well let me just get a few things." she says. "Hmmm..can ya hurry please. I don't feel like taking a bullet fer some old broad", he remarks under his breath. Ms Danvers returns to the kitchen. In her hand are some clothes, shoes and a metallic belt. "Mind if I change out of my pajamas before we go?" "Hrmm..just hurry will ya. I'll wait over here by the door." "Suit yourself." she muses. Suddenly a loud beeping noise is heard. It's Nightdevil's wrist-commmunicator. "Yeah..go ahead big cheese." Nightdevil cracks. The voice of Falcon 7 blares over the device. "I forgot to mention one thing. Whatever you do..don't let her put on her belt." "Uh-oh...!" sighs Nightdevil. "Aw cripes...!" In next instance, Nightdevil is flying through the door of the trailer,destroying the entrance. He lands hard on the ground. He shakes the cobwebs from his head and mutters to himself... "Now ya tell me...!" "Old broad indeed!" steams Diana Danvers, now clad in a short sundress and the metallic belt. "I'll show you what this 'old broad' can do!" "Why me?" whispers the staggered Nightdevil. "Look I was just sent here to get you to safety. That's it. Nothing more. Nothing less. Can't you just come along peacefully?" The question is answered...by a hard right fist. Fade to black... O=========================================================O SCENE: Midway City,Illinois. Time:6:30 AM. The home of Kurt Wayne. At first the name meant nothing to the citizens of this good city but in the years gone since, they've all came to know and revere him as a hero. A legend. Though his glory days are far removed,the world will always remember his name. The name of...the Nightlord. He was a charter member of the Justice Legion of America back in it's inception in 1941. He first fought for his country. Then he fought for justice. Today...he'll fight for his life. Kurt Wayne steps outside his modest ranch-style home to retrieve his morning paper. As he reaches down to get it a figure arrives on his doorstep. Wayne picks up the paper and sees the figure. A smile lights up his face. "Oh my stars and garters! What are you doing here?" he asks. The figure then opens it's trenchcoat revealing a glowing machine gun. Kurt Wayne's pleasant surprise turns into utter fear. "Wha...?!" he asks impatiently. Without uttering a response the figure opens fire upon the helpless Wayne. He crumples to the ground in a bloody heap. The figure simply turns and walks back down the block, unnoticed by the quiet residential neighborhood. Kurt Wayne's eyes open slightly. "Why?" is all he's able to manage before slipping into unconsciousness. The high pitch whine of an ambulence's siren grows stronger. A nosy neighbor was nosy enough to call 911 after seeing the fallen hero on the ground. As a re sult of that person's reaction, Kurt Wayne will be rushed to the hospital. He will undergo emergency surgery and later on this afternoon...unknown to the world at large... ..Kurt Wayne will die... ..and the world will mourn another legend. O=========================================================O SCENE: A darkened office somewhere in the US Treasury building. A red light blinks on a phone. A weathered yet firm hand grasps the receiver and lifts it from it's cradle. "Yes?" a raspy voice says. "So I've heard. Does he know yet?" The figure rubs out a half-smoked cigarette into the brass ashtray on the desk. "You're sure? Alright then. I'll alert the Chain Gang. Do not call me at this number again." *CLICK* The receiver is placed back into it's cradle. The weathered hand grabs an opened pack of Marlboros and removes a cigarette. The other hand produces a Zippo metal lighter. With a flick it ignites a small flame. Unseen,the figure lights the cigarette and soon a swirl of gray smoke encircles him. He picks up the receiver once more. He punches three digits on the keypad and waits. Then his raspy voice is heard once more... "The sun has set." The figure draws in a slow steady breath and exhales. "It's the twilight of the gods." The hand slowly lowers the receiver back to it's cradle once again and turns out the desktop lamp.The gravelly voice speaks once more in the darkness,seemingly to himself. "May God have mercy on us all." O=========================================================O ********************[To Be Continued]******************* O=========================================================O NEXT ISSUE: The mystery deepens with yet another death of a legend! The SS tries to stop the murders of the Justice Legion of America. Will anyone survive? A startling detail about the murders is revealed as the team reunites in the face of possible public exposure. PLUS: The fate of the Sword of Damocles! The fate of Diana Danvers! The history of the JLA retold! Guest-starring the Incredible Gammamorpho! And who or what are...the Chain Gang? Be here in just 48 hrs amigos for all this and more in the next exciting issue of... The Secret Seven ! O=========================================================O O================O MAIN AMALGAMS: O================O *SECRET SEVEN = Suicide Squad/Secret Six/X-men(first series) *FALCON 7 = Sgt Rock/Nick Fury *THE STRANGER = Dr Fate/Dr Strange *MEANSTREAK = Prof. Zoom/Pietro Magnusson *NIGHTDEVIL = Nightwing/Nightcrawler/Daredevil *LADY DRAGON = Madame Masque/Katana *GRIMSTONE = Etrigan/Grey Gargoyle *TIMELINER = Waverider/3D-Man *THE PANTHEON = The Pantheon(from Hulk) O=====================O SUPPORTING AMALGAMS O=====================O *CHAIN GANG = Intergang/Wrecking crew *WILSON LUTHOR/KINGPIN = Lex luthor/Wilson Fiske(Kingpin) *JIMMY PARKER = Jimmy Olsen/Peter Parker *LOIS BRANT = Lois Lane/Betty Brant *A.I.M. Labs - A.I.M./S.T.A.R. Labs *Sgt Glenn Storm - Capt. Storm/Glenn Talbot(of Hulk fame) *General Eiling - Gen. Ross/Gen. Eiling O===============O GUEST AMALGAMS: O===============O **Justice Legion of America - Liberty Legion/JSA (name only) Red Racer - Golden Age Flash/ The Whizzer Nightlord - Golden Age Batman/Kurt Wagner(name only)/Night Fox Moonhawk - Golden Age Hawkman/Moon Knight Blue Ant - Blue Beetle/Ant-Man/Hank McCoy(name only) Black Shaft - Green Arrow/Hawkeye Herakles - Hercules/Champion(from WW series) Mr Mystry - Sargon the Sorcerer/Mastermind Mantaray - Black Manta/Triton(Inhumans) Miss Wonder - Ms Marvel/Golden Age Wonder Woman Ms Psyque - Mystique/Zatanna Blazing Skull - Ghost Rider/Jason Blood Silver Atom - Vision/Golden Age Atom Stinger - Changling/Bucky Barnes Thunderfist I - Iron Fist/Thunderbolt Kid Nighthawk - Nighthawk/Two Gun Kid Mr Elastic - Mr Fantastic/Elongated Man Mr America - Captain America/Golden Age Mr Terrific *Justice Alliance - Justice League/Avengers (name only) Superion - Superman/Hyperion The Wrayth - Batman/Cloak Gammamorpho - Metamorpho/Hulk Thorax - Thor/Parallax Chain Gang - Wrecking Crew/Intergang Solotaire - Bullseye/Deadshot GhostBoy - Daredevil/Nightwing/Nightcrawler Grim Creeper = The Creeper/Grim Reaper Mongulactus = Mongul/Galactus The Union = ??? O===============O *MISC. AMALGAMS: O===============O *A.D.A.M.-12 = Computo/Brainiac *Oasgard - Asgard/Oa O=========================================================O

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