She ran in random speeds and patterns hoping to throw any attack that might find themselves directed at her and even though she wasn’t nearly as fast as her mentors at two times the speed of sound she was still a blur that briefly paused here and there becoming for the blink of an eye slightly less blurry redhead female figure then blurring off once more seeking another place to light. She was hoping that she could spot or cause whoever was responsible for the Chaos to reveal themselves thus giving her a valuable target for attack.

Then when she rounded a corner a cloud of Flying Panties exploded from a lingerie store filling the air around her making it hard for even her to avoid surrounding and enveloping her like a silky, lacey pack of flying piranha. And for a moment she disappears for two seconds only to reappear as a spinning top that sucks the dainty attackers into a colorful tornado.

She slows to a stop three seconds after the attack braiding the panties into a withering rope that she finishes tying in knots around a street lamp post That was a crude and Kinky attack meaning my foe is a pervert; this should be fun. she says with a giggle before going super sonic.

Travis appeared in London in the blink of an eye, looking around at his new surroundings. He saw that the token girl, Robin, was already running into action, and Travis quickly followed, kicking at some nutcrackers and action figures and various other toys that had come to life and attacked him. He helped out some civilians that were being attacked by various objects that, come to life, looked very ridiculous. A list of notable examples:

• Mannequins (they just awkwardly hop forward, being careful not to let any limbs fall off)
• Blow-up dolls (... no comment)
• Socks (they just slither around like snakes)
• Flying panties (... this is just getting weird)

The panties didn't stick around for long, because his teammate, the aforementioned Robin, used her superspeed to run around the panties, creating a twister that jumbled the panties up. She made a rope out of them. For some reason. She tied it to a lamp post. She said something about the foe being a pervert. "Uh... What are you doi-" Travis' question is cut off by Robin giggling, then going supersonic and leaving. "Oh, she's gone."

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Drake was flashed to London and watched as chairs, tables and other objects that shouldn’t be running around chasing people were attack the citizens of London. The others began to attack the inanimate objects while the other half helped those floating in the air.

“Alright, going to need to use something different,” Drake said before he said, “Cyclone!” the Crystal in the middle of the Talisman changed from pure white to green before a massive whirlwind exploded out of the Crystal. Just like the flames the whirlwind created Gauntlets around his hands and arms, greaves and sabatons around his feet and legs, a helm that coated his head, and finally the whirlwind created wings.

Drake rushed towards a metal table that was chasing a woman. She fell and the table lunged for her. Drake created a small vortex of wind that sucked up the table and shot it across the city. He helped the woman up who instantly hugged him. He had his arms in the air and looked over to Barry for guidance.

“What?” Barry said before he instructed the woman to find shelter. After she left Barry asked,

“You’ve never been hugged before?”

“Well yeah, but only by people I know like friends and family,” Drake said.

“Well get used to it kid, that’s one of the perks of being a hero,” Barry said before he disappeared in a blur to help another person who was being chased three chairs.

“What if I don’t like that perk?” Drake said as though Barry could hear him. When he didn’t get a response. Drake sighed before he went to help a kid who was cornered by a chair, lamp, and phone booth. Drake flew up into the air and shouted; “Air cutter!” wind shot through the air and sliced the three objects in half. He landed back in the ground and added, “Get to safety kid. We’ll handle these things.” The kid nodded before running off the safety.

The team would find that just by smashing, burning, or cutting the objects would stop their advance on the citizens. Those helping the people floating in the air would find that once they touched the ground. They were no longer affected and wouldn’t float off again.
In a blur, Barry appeared next to Nightwing and said, “This isn’t as bad as I had thought.”

“Yes, but why would the Order simply have inanimate objects just chase people down. They never attacked any of the people they chased. Likewise, those who were floating in the air seemed to only float so far before stopping. Why would they not endanger people?” Nightwing asked.

“Simple, I’m only here to entertain. Not to hurt my audience,” a voice said before a puff of smoke, glitter, and confetti appeared in front of them. When the smoke cleared, a man wearing ripped black pants, a mesh fishing net shirt over a white shirt, and a jester’s hat appeared in front of them. His face was concealed by a handkerchief wrapped around the lower half of his face. The handkerchief had the print of the Chester cat grim from Alice in wonderland printed on it.

“Why would you ruin my show to all these people? I was simply just preforming for their viewing pleasure,” the man stated.

“And you are?” Barry asked.

“Oh my, were are my manners,” the man said before he removed his Jester’s hat and bowed as he introduced himself, “I am Kazarian, but my friends call me Kaz. You may call me Kaz as well.”

“What do you mean by performance?” Nightwing asked.

“Just what is sounds like; I came to London to perform for these people. Make their day to day lives a bit more entertaining,” Kaz stated.

“By making chairs chase them?” Barry said a little confused.

“What’s more harmless then a chair. Basically it was going to scoop them up and run around with them sitting on it. Sure it might run into traffic and may cause an accident, but there’s always a risk for a reward,” Kaz said.

“You’re playing with these people’s lives!” Barry yelled

“I’m making their lives better and much more fun. Sure some people might get hurt, but they’ll just get back up and enjoy the show again,” Kaz said,

“He’s out of his mind,” Barry said to Nightwing.

“Indeed, Barry if you could, take care of Kazarian. We’ll interrogate him later to find out more about the Order of Chaos,” Nightwing said.

Barry nodded before he charged towards Kaz at breakneck speed. To everyone else he was a blur. However, before he was even three feet away from Kaz. A man seemed to just pop into existence and grab Barry by his face before he slammed him into the ground. Barry gasped for air as it felt like all the air from his lungs was sucked out.

The man that had appeared wore a white mask over his face. His eyes were hidden since the eye holes were pitch black. He had on a black leather jacket over his white t-shirt and had black jeans that had a printed white cross on the right leg.
Kaz snapped his fingers and a small three foot staff appeared in his right hand. The tip of the staff had a toy like jester head on it. The head was suddenly replaced with a microphone and when he tapped it. It sounded like invisible speakers were all around the group.

“By god they’ve killed him! As god as my witness he’s broken smack dab in half,” Kaz joked before the mic changed back into the Jester head. Barry coughed as a small trickle of blood dripped down from the corner of his mouth.

“Geez Maze, couldn’t you at least make a dramatic entry before actually kicking his ass?” Kaz asked. Maze looked back at Kaz and didn’t say a word. On Maze’s back was a military grade shovel made of reinforced steel.

“Damn it Maze, could you slow down for once!” a man yelled as he ran up to Kaz and bent over to catch his breath. He wore a red hoodie that was unzipped and showing his green shirt underneath. He wore blue jeans with dog tags hanging from his pant loops and brown work boots. Maze once again didn’t say a word before he turned to the team.

Nightwing quickly took out his staff and waited for them to make the first move. As he waited he said, “You all need to find the rest of the civilians and get them to safety. We can’t let them get in the cross hairs.”

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Charles would be helping out taking care of the inanimate objects, using his magic bolt skill if they was to far away, otherwise he'd pull out his sword from his inventory and be using the sharp side to destroy the objects. Charles would look in the direction of nightwing and the flash seeing they have come in contact with the enemy. It surprised him to see the flash getting taken down like he did, Charles would nod at Nightwing's order "..Then I will be back in a few minutes..." he'd say before putting his hands out in the air "Mini-Map" he'd say having a map appear before him with dots of various people around. "ID Create Empty!" he says as suddenly him and many civilians within a wide radius suddenly just vanish. Having copied the area and pulled in all the civilians in a wide radius, they would be safe from the villain, he would begin to help the civilians reach the far edges of the Dungeon so he can use ID Escape, causing all the civilians to appear at a lot further and safer location.

Through a stationary, street security camera Talos could see it: a red double decker bus had apparently gone rogue. Linking from feed to feed, he could tell it was out of control. Its hefty horn blared obnoxiously as it sped passed stops and sometimes over the curb. It was as if someone or something was taking it for a joy ride. Pedestrians screamed in terror at its approach, some running from its path while others dove out of the way. Unwilling to find out where the wayward transit was headed, Talos gave chase, directing his metallic arm to the nearest rooftop. The portion on the underside of his forearm shifting to reveal his grapple launcher. With a loud bang, a high strength line shot out of the launcher, latching onto said roof before Talos reeled himself skyward in a burst of speed to his destination.

Dashing from rooftop to rooftop, the android set a course to intercept the bus, which had just burst through a line of abandoned cars and steamrolled over a chain-link fence. At the point of interception, he jumped down onto the bus, latching on with his arms, fighting to stay on despite the vehicle's erratic movements. Talos smashed his right arm through the ceiling of the second floor, his fist opening to reveal the white hacking circle in his palm. While the occupants inside were panicking, the pale machine linked up with a passenger's phone in the first floor, as they were recording what appeared to be a driver-less cabin, the driver having escaped with some of the other riders before the doors shut themselves, trapping everyone else inside.

Talos worked his way to the left side where the two doors were, repelling down with his grapple as he descended next to the one closest to the back. With his left hand, he grabbed the door frames and strained only slightly as he ripped each off one by one, tossing them to the wayside.

"What the bloody hell?! Who are you?!" a disgruntled gentleman exclaimed, his sentiment similar to his fellow bus goers.

"Stay calm. Everyone may need to jump off the bus," Talos stated, his voice raised only to be heard over the roaring sound of the rebellious bus and surrounding chaos.

"You can't be serious?! We must be going three times the speed limit!" a young woman pointed out.

Talos paused, curious that this was such as issue. Injury was a possibility. But in the face of almost certain death, it would only be logical to take that risk. By rolling when they land, it would surely decrease the likelihood of serious harm. At any rate, it would seem that the passengers were unwilling to comply unless extra action on his part. "I will attempt to slow the bus. Please guide everyone from the second floor downward and standby." After climbing to the next door set at the front and likewise ripping them off, Talos climbed to and ran across the roof of the bus, sliding down to the rear bumper and gripping onto it, his feet skidding across the paved street. Aiming his right arm towards the sidewalk, his deployed his line, which wrapped around a pair of bollards. Trying to prevent a catastrophic event, Talos continually fed more and more line, the bus gradually decreasing its speed. The tension in the cable, the bollards and his limbs mounting, the bus turned a corner, the line bending as well. Fortunately the bus's occupants began to hastily disembark from both exits in an orderly enough manner, all things considered.

For several vital moments, more and more people jumped to relative safety, during which time Talos was running out of line. All he could do was brace himself against the building force that would have easily ripped most people's arms out of their sockets until, in a single act, the rear bumper was torn from the back of the bus just as the two bollards were violently yanked off the sidewalk, the rear wheels of the bus jutting off the street a full two feet before crashing down again. Talos sprawled on the ground, the grapple cord steadily receding into his robotic arm. It was then that he received the order from Nightwing after the appearance of members of the Order. The bus now stationary, everyone Talos had rescued now began to encircle him.

"I say... are you alright?" one of them said.

"I am still operational," he said neutrally, getting to his feet, left hand wringing his right wrist. "Everyone needs to get to safety. I will attempt to clear the way."

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“Wait, you want use to leave you alone with these freaks?” Drake questioned before the crystal on his talisman changed to red and the whirlwind changed to flames. As the flames created the gauntlets, helm, wings, greaves and sabatons He added, “You might be our leader, but I’m not letting you battle these guys by yourself.”

“You need to go help the others,” Nightwing ordered before he said, “That’s an order!”

“You can’t battle them alone damn it!” Drake shouted.

“He won’t be alone,” Superman said as he floated down towards them.

“Besides, we wouldn’t let Bats Jr have all the fun,” Green Arrow said as he walked up to them.

“Well it’s about damn time they showed up,” the man in the red hoodie said as he wiped the saliva from the corner of his mouth. Maze reached for his shove that was latched to his back and removed it from its holder. The man in the red hoodie then shouted, “Hell now. I called him Maze! I want to beat him!”

Kaz shrugged just before he scattered into butterflies. Nightwing turned to Drake and ordered, “Go with the others.” Drake wanted to argue, but knew it was useless. His flame wings extended and he took flight.

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Across the city, the butterflies regrouped and formed back into Kaz. He snapped his fingers and the people around him began to float into the air once more as Kaz laughed, “let’s all have some fun and find out what the mesosphere is like.” The people screamed as they tried to get back to the ground, but all their efforts made them float higher. Kaz shook his head and stated, “Oh come on. I heard its perfect this time of year.” As Kaz toyed with the people a bat hung from a tree and watched Kaz

Drake flew up into the air and grabbed one of the people floating and tried to bring him back down. Kaz sighed and his legs turned to springs just before he bounced up into the air. When he sprung up next to Drake. His staff turned into a baseball bat wrapped in barbed wire. He swung it down at Drake and found purchase. Drake yelled in pain as the barbed wire ripped into his flesh and sent him slamming into the ground.

Kaz slowly floated to the ground and said, “Guess I’ll have to teach you a lesson in interfering with my shows.” Kaz landed on the ground and spun his bat before resting it on his shoulder and adding, “I don’t like acting like other people’s parents, but I guess I’ll have to give you the beating your father should have given you.”

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Wulf watched the scene play out with Drake getting the crap beaten out of him, and started to run over, already raising his staff. As he started to get close to Kaz he raised his staff and when he was upon him he swung down, hoping that he would make it. This jerk was bothering him, and he did not have a good temper. Wulf was ready to cause this man pain, no matter what happened. And no one could stop him from beating this piece of crap into the ground.

After the confusion that was the flock of flying panties, Travis looked around for something new to do. Suddenly, a flash of the future hit him, revealing where his teammate Drake would be and that he would be attacked by the villain Kaz. Travis quickly rushed to the scene, arriving in time to see Kaz hit Drake with the baseball bat.

"You know, you need to come up with something original," Travis said to Kaz, gesturing to the bat covered in barbed wire. "That's been done before." He then runs up to Kaz, attempting to dodge or block any attacks, using his precognition to help him, and deliver a counter-attack whenever possible.

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Berrit walked into the main living-room, lightly dusting off her sleeve where a shade of dust had gathered. She was about to call for a drink, when her ears twitched beneath her dark hair. Turning her head to the side, she heard the emergency reports coming from one of the TV's in the entertainment rooms... her ear twitched again - The BBC. She casually made her way over to the room, where some of the help were gathered - watching the chaos being reported on from afar. When they noticed her, they scattered while one reached to turn off the feed. He was stilled with a slight raise of her left hand, before he too fled.

She watched a new - young- superhero team fumble about, a speedster, an android, a moron it seemed (her eyes narrowed as she saw one run forwards with with a staff, clearly intent on saving another who was having the shit beaten out of him) - speaking of, a mage of sorts? Pyromancer? Was this the team she was to have joined? Really? Her eyes focused on the enemy of the hour - clearly someone with either vast magical - or reality warping powers - and really, what was the difference? How could she have aided in this situation?

Her fingers, who had been fidgeting at her sleeve since she started watching the report, moved over to her watch-face, and tapped on the screen twice. A few moments later a well dressed butler walked in. "You called, Mam." - She remained quiet for a few seconds more. "Find me the best sharpshooter you can on short notice, as well as a comprehensive reading list on rifle design, ballistics - physics, chemistry - the lot. Also a complete list of available models, both on and off market." He just nodded and left the room.

She stayed behind, watching the screen for a few more minutes, before she took out her phone. A few taps later - "Henry - I need some work done on the house. Soundproofing... yes... more. I need you to come for a consultation. Good." She cut the call, before leaving the room - and heading to her office. She spent the next few hours reading up on bullet proofing your home, bullet design, metal-working, and light-weight combat gear.

(well, now she is introduced - she can meet up with you when you have won the day and proven your great worth)

Rachel ran as fast as she could scattering all the weird manifestations that presented themselves to her or around her. She moved like a whirlwind her speed poured on in random bursts and changes of direction because whoever was doing all this mustn't be given a chance to focus on her long enough to warp her local reality or hypnotize her. It was a poor explanation of what might be the cause of all of the things around her but it was the best she could come up with at the moment and she was going to go with it.
Soon she came upon the sight of her new teammate Drake being attacked by a strange looking man with a bat wrapped in barbed wire which was something she was loathe to allow so she committed herself to action by picking up everything small enough to throw and flinging them at the attacker. Rachel didn’t know how this power worked but she was hoping that it required concentration and if she could blow it for the assailant she stood a good chance of helping her team achieve victory.

Arden wandered around calmly and looked upon the strange happenings with a curious interest. He had to duck his head to avoid a floating man who clawed at him madly with a fearful desperation, trying to grip onto anything to stop himself floating away.

Arden simply smiled up at the man as he weaved out of his reach. He had strayed a bit from the main group but down the street he caught the commotion of one of his team getting battered down while two others instantly retaliated.

This was against nightwings commands. Arden paused to remember his words.
'If you encounter any members of the Order. You are not to engage. You all might have gotten this far, but you are not ready to face this evil.'
So it was simple and straightforward, that was exactly what he was not supposed to do. He then had to think back a bit further to remember what it was that he was supposed to be doing.
'deal with the people floating into the air.'

*Easy,* he thought to himself. *wait! Is that a floating arcade machine? Oh wow. I love that game!* And just like that he was off. Arden leapt through the air using his powers to fly all the way to the gaming console where he landed on it and managed to awkwardly play/ride it as it flew around trying to attack him.

Charles would be using his ID Create and Escape to transport citizen out of harms way. When he would notice one of the friendly members on his minimap under attack he would return to see a fight going on between various of his team mates and the villain Kaz. He would point his palm out at Kaz "Magic Bolt" he'd say sending out a bolt at Kaz to strike at him at range before walking towards the fight with his blade ready.

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Kaz was about to hit Drake with his bat when he realized the others were heading towards him. He shook his head and said, “Kids. They’ll never learn. Oh well. Maybe the butler looking chick will be more fun when she’s not hiding in her house.” Kaz laughed at his own joke before he scattered into blue butterflies. As the butterflies flew through the air, the bat that had been hanging upside down on the tree watching the battle took flight and flew through the butterflies.

The butterflies reformed back into Kaz as he complained, “Oh, I don’t want to!” Kaz folded his arms in front of him before the bat turned around and glared at Kaz. Kaz just sighed,” Fine’ before he turned to the team and said, “I’ll see you all later. Brother wants me to join him.” Kaz then changed to water and sunk into the ground.
Drake slowly got up and watched Kaz leave before the flames shot back into his talisman as he said, “Well that was…weird” Drake looked at the other before the ground shook and Nightwings voice echoed throughout their heads,

“Team, you have to regroup with me now! We have a situation!”

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Green Arrow shot an arrow at the man in the red hoodie. He simply let the arrow hit his arm as he charged towards Green Arrow. He swung at Green Arrow, but found no purchase as Green Arrow jumped back. The man in the red hoodie growled as he grabbed the arrow in his arm and pulled it out. Blood started to ooze out of his wound before the hole started to slowly close.

“Damn it Maze I said I wanted Superman!” the man in the red hoodie yelled just as something crashed into the ground. From the smoke, Superman walked out and dusted off the dirt that was on his shoulder. Maze seemed to pop into existence behind him. Superman turned and swung for the Maze, but Maze seemed to disappear only to reappear behind Superman.

Maze swung for Superman, but nightwing intercepted with his broken staff. Maze’s fist slammed into nightwings metal staff and broke off another peace before liquid seeped from the ground and rose up to form into Kaz.
‘WE can’t play anymore, brother wants us,” Kaz said as he sighed. Barry was being helped by Wally as he watched Kaz appeared.

“Were the hell are these freaks coming from?” Wally asked. Just as he asked that, a swarm of bats flew around them before they flew into one spot and started to form a person. The man the bats formed into was an elderly man wearing a black tuxedo with a black top hat on. He leaned on a cane with a bat’s head for a handle. To anyone watching on a TV, the man simply walked up to the battle without having the bats form his body. Almost like anyone not in the vicinity wasn’t affected by his powers.

Charles would be slightly annoyed the target just took off causing his magic bolt to hit the wall behind causing a decent sized hole. He had limited shots so he didn't like being halted like that. Charles would listen to the message from NightWing. He would nod opening up his minimap and moving into position. He'd stay a small distance away and aims his palm to provide a distraction with his magic bolt since it was highly unlikely that his attack would affect those that the league is having trouble with.

The enormous, tourist attracting Ferris wheel know as the London Eye had been rapidly spinning out of its operator's control since the beginning of the ordeal. Although many people had escaped, managing to exit their respective capsules when they passed by the passenger loading platform at the base, some remained, injured or otherwise unable to leave to safety. When Talos arrived on the scene, it seemed apparent to him, by the way two particular capsules would sway unnaturally from the center at the rightmost edges of its counterclockwise rotation only to repeat another revolution in the same manner, that the capsules themselves had come to life and were trying to break free from the wheel's rim. Of course, this was behavior only characteristic of the two, likely meaning they still had living individuals inside them - if the bus incident was anything to go by.

Talos approached the base platform, then standing a few feet away from the passing cars. He locked on to the first set of riders: a young girl with her father and another young man. He called the young man on his phone, texting him that he will forcibly enter the capsule and that they needed to take cover behind the bench in the middle of the space. They did so, just as their car made another pass, Talos crashing through the sliding doors, debris flying about the cabin, the severe crashing sound competing with their screams. As the capsules made another rotation, the android continued ripping and kicking away at the bits of door still clinging at the hull to make for a cleaner exit, turning to the bruised, frightened occupants and asking, "Out of the three of you, who is capable of using a parachute?"

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In the end, nearing the apex of the rotation, it was the father who wore the emergency parachute, standing at the open exit, looking back at Talos sternly, apprehensive over the automaton's responsibility over any crazy stunt he himself would have to perform. The young man was suffering from a banged up shoulder while the daughter had a light concussion, forcing Talos to have to rescue them himself. Just a second before Talos would consider pushing him, the man jumped from the cabin, those watching at ground level gasping in shock before he pulled the ripcord, the deployment bag giving way to the parachute canopy, catching the wind and guiding him down steadily.

Now, with the young man in his arms and the daughter on his back, her legs under his arms and her good arm around his neck, Talos calculated when he would need to exit the capsule, leaping off onto the platform with quick precision, the police there to help them get to safety. The android looked back and caught the site of the last passenger: an elderly lady on a wheelchair, now struggling on the cabin's floor. The machinery around her capsule creaked, the framework warping under the pressure. Talos shot a line from his arm, making contact with a spoke near it. A split second in mid air, he fired again, reaching the edge of her car just as it broke free from the Eye, descending gently down into the Thames and skidding across the surface, broadside first.

Talos received the call to assemble while he forced his way inside the cabin, finding the senior citizen dazed and confused from the ordeal. Once the car reached land again, he forcefully opened the twin doorway, then lifting her over his shoulder, escaping the living prison and landing feet first on the pavement. Noticing a paramedic team standing in awe of the large capsule rolling helplessly over the street, Talos left the woman in their care, taking to the rooftops with a launch of his grapple. He arrived to overlook the old man emerge from the swarm of bats and face the League.

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[The time is a bit wonky, but I really want her to join for realz - so she is just abnormally quick at becoming a superhero]

Berrit kicked the bike into action, stretching her shoulders - the rifle on her back still an unusual weight - before she set off. Her customised helmet - similar to that of the famous red hood, save for it's black hue - providing her with a heads up display. In her mind she recalled with clarity every street and back alley - and she quickly made her way to a particularly secluded alleyway just a few blocks away from the police office. She quickly attached the gun's grappling mount and shot up the wall - to the top of the building. She made her way to the notorious bat signal. If there was one way to draw the attention of the JLA - she supposed it would be this thing. Looking the light over, she relatively easily spotted the sensor, hidden between the power source and the actual light - clearly a sensor used to alert the bat - should he not actually be able to see the spotlight. She quickly disabled the light, - would not do to draw unneeded attention - before the activated the switch. Now she had but to wait for one of the bat clan to meet her. If she wanted to help in some way, she needed to get to london... and that was still beyond her means. For now.

Wulf (AKA Lightspeed) cursed as the villain escaped. "I could have gotten him, if you all hadn't tried to join in!" He was clearly mad, and frustrated. "This team is useless. I can't believe I agreed to joining." He strapped his staff to his back, fuming. His mask was a bit crooked, and he fixed it subconsciously. "This is ridiculous, if they think that all of us can be an effective crime fighting team. We're too inexperienced, and none of us know how to work together."

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Drake stood up, feeling the full effects of his beating from Kaz. He rotated his left shoulder to get the kinks out of it. the flames shot back into his talisman just as he turned to Lightspeed and said, “Dude, take a chill pill. It’s our fist mission together. It’s not like we’re going to win right out of the gate. Besides: you can’t win them all. We saved the civilians and that’s what matters.” He suddenly grasped the right side of his head as Nightwing’s voice boomed in his head. Once Nightwing relayed his massage, Drake shook his head and added, “That’s going to give me a headache tomorrow.”
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When the team reached the Nightwings position, they saw the new member of the order standing there, glaring at his comrades. The man in the red hoodie seemed nerves at his comrade’s appearance in the battle. Maze simply placed his shovel on his back and walked towards his comrades.

“You were supposed to meet at the mansion 45 minutes ago, but instead. I find you lot fooling around with the maggots of this world,” the elderly man in the tuxedo hissed.

“Don’t blame them brother, I was the one that wanted to play with the maggots,” Kaz said with a chuckle.

“Well play time is over, he is waiting for you all,” the elderly man said. Kaz sighed as he snapped his fingers and two doors appeared behind both Maze and the man in the red hoodie. Maze said nothing as he walked through the door and slammed it shut. The door fizzled into fog. The man in the red hoodie smiled as he waved at the group of heroes before he too walked through his door and it fazed like the first into fog.

“What?” Kaz asked the elderly man as he noticed he was glaring at him.

“You have the power to bend reality to your will and you make these pathetic creatures be chased by house hold appliances,” the elderly man said. Kaz simply shrugged before he scattered into blue butterflies. The elderly man said nothing as he burst into a swarm of bats and flew into the air.

“So, we’re just letting them get away?” Drake asked.

“It’s best we let them go, Barry is hurt and we don’t need to throw this city into anymore danger,” Nightwing stated. Green Arrow nodded as did Superman. Nightwing turned to the group of new heroes and said, “Mount justice.” The group would suddenly be warped back to Mount Justice were Batman and Wonder Woman would be waiting for them.

When the group returns to Mount Justice, Travis plops down in a nearby chair. "Well... This made for a rather embarrassing first mission." He says, scratching the back of his head. "We should've gotten together and formed a plan of attack instead of just rushing him. That was pretty stupid. If the other League members hadn't been there, that dude could've killed most of us."