Name: William "Billy" Batson
Alias: Shazam
Age: 24
Personality: Determined, courageous, caring, boisterous, clumsy
Archetype: Mystic/Metahuman
Powers:

Weaknesses:
Shazam's durability only lasts up to a point. A well shot rocket launcher that Billy wasn't expecting could severely shift him off balance or sending him tumbling towards the earth if not braced for.

He is also more vulnerable to magic than one would expect.
Appearance:
Billy stands at a tall 6 foot 3 and is all muscle. His hair is a black short back and sides which he keeps trimmed and hardly ever allows to grow past a certain length. His eyes are light blue. Billy often wears simple clothes, a lot of the time his work gear if he's fixing or building something. Usually jeans and a t shirt will do him.

Shazam looks almost exactly the same as Billy, par the costume. He gains a slick red costume complete with a gold trimmed white cowl. His eyes blur with light blue electricity and the large bolt on his front does the same.
Character Evolution:
I'd like him to face off with Black Adam at some point possibly. I'd also see him as someone who'd prefer to save a little kid from a villain rather than do something to stop the villain that could potentially save more lives. Maybe some sort of clash with another leaguer about the greater good regarding this?

A relationship would be cool, as long as theyre willing to put up with his naivety!
BRIEF Bio:
Billy Batson was born and raised in Metropolis. His father, a police officer, instilled wholesome values in him from a young age. His father was an avid supporter of superman, always citing his attitude towards justice when teaching Billy right from wrong. Billy grew up almost fanatical about superman, for a year he'd hardly wear anything if it wasn't coupled with his superman t shirt. Life was great for Billy, he oftentimes imagined what it would be like to have powers like Superman. It's fair to say he was, and still is, a fanboy.

However, good things never last and unfortunately for Billy things got a lot worse. His father and mother were killed in an unfortunate collision while driving to pick Billy up from school. Their deaths rocked Billy to his very core. He retreated within himself, hiding from the rest of the world as he was transferred to live with his grandparents.

This living situation worked for a while, but his grandparents knew they wouldn't be around forever and decided to find another relative that could potentially take Billy in before the inevitable happened.

They were in luck, Billy's estranged uncle was more than happy to take Billy in. The two hardly knew the uncle, but their son-in-law had regaled them with stories about him at a few family dinners here and there. From what they could remember, he was a former doctor who had always wanted children, but obviously couldn't after his wife died. Following his wife's death he began travelling the world in the hopes of 'finding himself' and eventually settled in Maldova for one reason or another.

The couple trusted their decision and flew Billy over to his uncle. Billy was far too disconnected to care. Following the death of his parents he'd lost many of his friends due to his cold nature. A change of scenery was as good as staying at home as far as he was concerned.

His uncle was a strange man to say the least, he had long greying blond hair and a wispy goatee. His home was rather strange too, he was obviously quite well off and had lined his home with various tribal and ancient pieces of decor. The strangest thing about him though was his free spirit. Billy was used to his father and mother being very caring but at the same time being rather strict. His uncle did seem to care, but it was almost like being raised by his friend rather than a parent.

The first few months were strange. It always seemed like his uncle was watching him like some sort of experiment and Billy swore he heard some sort of chanting coming from his uncle's bedroom once or twice. Things got really strange when his uncle took Billy caving.

Billy had no idea what caving was, nevertheless how to do it. But it wasn't like he had anything better to do. Apparently it was sort of like rock climbing but in a cave. As simple and stupid an explanation as that sounds it's what Billy came up with.

Things went by as normally as caving with your uncle sounds up until they reached the bottom of the cave. Billy's uncle showed up what looked like a glowing stone in the shape of the bolt. It was here that his uncle revealed himself to be the wizard. His uncle regaled him with stories of heroes past who contained the power of Shazam, with all of them being granted the power by the wizard himself. Billy was to be the next Shazam.

Of course, Billy couldn't believe what he was hearing, but after much convincing he shouted Shazam and aged to a full adult. It took a few months before he was actually convinced he hadn't just slipped into coma and was dreaming all of this. In those months, the wizard trained him in the use of his powers, seeing the desire to do good in his heart.

This brought Billy out of his shell for sure.

Inspired by his old dreams of being a superhero like Superman, Billy had a new lease on life. He began patrolling Maldova as a hero and then later began patrolling Ukraine and Romania as he grew in power.

The best day of Billy's life took place when he was around 16 or 17. This was the day Superman took notice of him. Well, 'took notice' is a bit generous. The Atomic Skull had begun terrorizing Ukraine and in an ensuing struggle with a much less experienced, Shazam, had gained the upper hand and was about to finish the young hero before Superman arrived on scene. He made quick work of The Atomic Skull and sent him packing to a jail cell before helping Shazam from his near defeated position.

Shazam could hardly say anything as his hero actually paid him a compliment for holding his own. He even slipped in a little quip about coming to do 'work experience' for him in Metropolis before flying off back to America.

This experience had a profound effect on Billy. He finished highschool, saved as much money as he could and told his uncle his plan to move to Metropolis. Had he told him before he'd bothered to save he wouldn't have had to. His uncle was all for it, citing that he gave him power to help people and wherever he chose to help was as good as anywhere else. He paid for his flight and accommodation, on the basis that Billy at least get a day job in Metropolis.

Let's just say delivering pizza is a lot easier when you can fly.

Shazam started patrolling Metropolis, often times leaving the bigger problems for Superman and handling the lesser crimes himself. He knew if he tried to go up against the likes of Braniac or worse he'd just get destroyed, he was happy helping out in his own small way.

This period was a time of reflection for Billy though. With the advent of heroes like Booster Gold taking up the limelight, Billy decided to go in the opposite direction. He used his ability to change in and out of costume almost instantaneously coupled with his superspeed to avoid being seen as much as possible.

Of course, people got quick glances every now and then, and the loud "Shazam" that was shouted every time he gained his powers didn't help, but Billy had managed to become little more than an urban legend to most people through this.

However, when Superman died that all changed. Billy mourned as if he'd known Superman personally, hell he'd only met him once. Regardless, Billy decided to go public, making more of a spectacle of himself. He generally restricted himself to the smaller crimes and damage control, but gained a few super nemesis of himself, namely Dr. Sivana, although he had faced off with a couple of other looneys in his time too. His favourite so far is 'Captain Nazi'. Billy couldn't believe that was his name either.

Throughout his public 'career' Shazam began to become more for his compassion than his fights. During large scale destruction he'd most likely be seen flying around evacuating people and protecting them from whoever or whatever had been attacking.
Notes:
Sample Post:

Billy sprinted through the door of 'Gino's Pizza', panting as he hopped the counter to face a very confused Gino.
"Sorry I'm late, Mr. Gino! I musta slept in! I can work overtime I promise I didn't mean to be late!" He gasped, obviously panicked. The short, stout, elderly Gino looked confused as he stared up at his worker.
"Billy, you realize that the hours went back today right? You're an hour early you dingus." Explained Gino, picking up a newspaper he had been reading, rolling it up and whacking Billy across the chest as he spat the next part of his explanation out. "And my name ain't 'Mr.
Gino' it's Mr. Russo ya ingrate! You don't get to call me by my first name! Now put your helmet on! You're working an hour early for even thinking you were late!" Gino worked Billy like a pack mule, but Billy honestly didn't mind, the majority of his deliveries were made much faster than they should have been so he slacked off for the most part.

Billy headed outside, carrying a stack of pizzas and his helmet. He hung the helmet over the handlebars of the moped provided by Gino, before switching to Shazam, lifting the moped on top of a nearby roof and flying off to make his deliveries.

Things went by fine for the most part. He had to be extra careful when delivering as Shazam, for god's sake if anyone saw him they'd figure out who Shazam really was quite quickly, let alone the quips that would come from anyone he tried to fight about delivering pizza.

He sat, perched on the edge of a building, eating a rather delicious cheese pizza that had been sent back. Every now and then they'd get a pizza paid for online and sent to some guy's house who never wanted it. Every now and then a few other pizza guys would show up to, something about river streams or something? Billy honestly didn't care, Gino was fine with him eating them, after all they'd just go to waste otherwise.

Suddenly, alarms rang out into the air. A nearby bank was being robbed by some colourful gents in clown masks. Billy groaned, resting the pizza next to him and rising to a stretch. He rubbed his eye, he was really hoping for a quiet day today.

A quick
"SHAZAM!" and Shazam was on the scene. He walked through the front door of the building under the applaud of some of the more nerdy members of the forming crowd that actually knew who he was.

The robbers quickly spun, pointing their rifles at him and shouting numerous profanities and demands towards the caped hero. Shazam towered over one of them as he approached, two electric blue eyes staring from beneath his pristine white hood as the robber quivered beneath his mask.

"Drop your guns now." He boomed, his voice filling the room.
"F-fuck you" whimpered the robber. Shazam grinned. He grabbed the barrel of the rifle and bent it upwards, almost comically. Following this was the crackle of gunfire bouncing off Shazam as he zipped around the room dealing with the robbers. The first was sent flying with a simple jab, before the next two were knocked together like a pair of ragdolls. The last was difficult though.

He grabbed a hostage and held a gun to her head.
"Listen here, lightning boy, you're gonna empty the vault and get me a getaway chopper before I blow this broads head over the floor" The word 'broad' sort of confused Billy for a second. Was he dealing with a robber or 'Bugsy Malone' here?

Nevertheless, he was at a loss. He wasn't fast enough to deal with him before he could pull the trigger. However, all was not lost. He spotted an exposed wire on the way to the vault, connected to a telephone on the teller's desk.

He made his way over to the vault, with the robber following close behind. He quickly and slyly pointed his finger in the direction of the phone before sending out a small shock of electricity into it, through the wire and up through the robber as he stepped on it. Incapacitating him.

He turned to the crowd, grinning his signature grin and blowing his finger like a gun. Before he could properly help dispose of the robbers and free the hostages, he suddenly disappeared.

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Billy surveyed his surroundings. It wasn't a place he'd seen before that was for sure. He looked around, obviously confused. He lowered his hood, pacing through the large, open room he'd been transported to trying to figure out what was going on.

He moved towards the window, staring out he could tell he was at quite the height. Whichever building he was teleported to it was tall to be sure. It took him a second but he finally realized where he was.

Metro Tower.

Shazam gasped. Why would he of all people be transported to Metro Tower? His mind raced with thoughts of joining the League, to meeting heroes like Batman, to being trained by someone like Wonder Woman. His mind then became a bit more pessimistic. He might've done something wrong as Shazam. What if they found out he'd been using his power to deliver pizza's? Or worse what if he'd hurt someone while trying to help?

Finally a door slid open behind him, taking his mind away from imagining why he was here and towards actually finding the reason. He threw his hood back over his head and walked, confidently through the door.

The place was a maze, he was led through door after door, up staircase after staircase until he was finally met with the last door. It slid open to reveal a purple clad martian.
"Greetings, I am Martian Manhunter welcome to Metro tow-" before he could finish he was interrupted by the excitable young hero. Shazam was amazed, he'd seen Martian Manhunter in action and admired him greatly.
"IS THIS ABOUT THE PIZZA?!" He shouted in a panic.

Manhunter looked confused, dropping his uptight demeanor for the more human personality he'd adopted over his many years on earth.
"Uh, no, not exactly, if you've got pizza that'd be great, but this doesn't have anything to do with....whatever you're panicking about." He spoke, taking a seat in front of an assortment of computer monitors before pressing a button. Clips of Shazam's exploits through town displayed on them.
"I brought you here because I'd been keeping an eye on you. You've been doing some good work out in Metropolis, thought I'd tell you that someone out there has taken notice."

Shazam's jaw practically dropped to the floor. To think anyone would take as much notice as that, let alone it be Martian Manhunter of all people flattered him to the point where when he tried to thank J'onn he stumbled and slipped over his words.

"Speaking of pizza, what do you think of oreo pizza?" Asked J'onn, snapping Shazam out of his daze with his casual tone.
"Honestly, that sounds disgusting" replied Shazam. A scowl grew on Manhunters face as he quickly tapped a button on his keyboard, sending Shazam back to the now empty bank. No one calls oreos disgusting.

Shazam looked around the now dark and empty bank, quickly changing back to Billy before exiting and trying to take in the situation. He had no time to before he received an angry text from Gino asking him where he was and that there were still pizzas to be delivered.

Billy hadn't taken account of the time, he was late and in a heap of trouble. He groaned, sprinting out towards Gino's.

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Name
Jakob Todd

Age:
27

Archetype:
Gadgeteer

Personality:
Noble, Hotheaded, Confident, Witty, Ambitious

Character Evolution:
Making the scum of the earth fear the Bat symbol again, finding his old Teacher. Possibly finding a life partner on his way. Basically trying to find Batman and moving towards good with the Justice league. Helping not because Bruce told him too, but because he wants too.

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-Advanced Hand to Hand combat and Martial arts
Jakob Todd is a highly skilled combatant, showing his skill in fighting Nightwing and even Batman. He has defeated Tim Drake at Titans Tower. Jakobs's fighting style focuses on brutality, strength, and speed; he is shown to have studied over half-a dozen fighting styles and has proven to be a master of Aikido, Capoeira, Karate, Ninjutsu, Savate, Krav Maga, Kickboxing, and Tae Kwon Do. He has received extensive training from Batman, and after his resurrection, had traveled the world, learning every form of martial arts he could, and the League of Assasins, just as Batman did.

-Acrobatics:
In his training as Robin he has been taught acrobatics. He further practices his abilities as the Red Hood even going so far as to chase the Batman Family around just to test his speed.

-Weaponry:
Having been trained by Batman, Jakob has perfect aim when using batarangs and later, firearms. To increase his skill with firearms he went a step further than Batman on his journey around the world to learn from the masters how to kill a target with different types of guns and receiving training from the League of Assasins. Jakob has also shown to be skilled enough to hold his own against the Green Arrow in a sword fight until he ultimately lost.

-Genius Level Intellect:
Jakob has received excellent education and tutoring from Batman, and thus has extensive knowledge of various subjects, which include Science, Mathematics, Forensic Medicine, Geography, History, and Leadership. He has also proven to be a highly efficient criminal strategist and organizer as the Red Hood

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Utility Belt:
Containing:

• Batarangs
• Explosive Gel
• Bat-Bolas
• Bat Stungun:
• Flash-Bang Grenades
• Tear-Gas Pellets:
• Batclaw, Batrope, Line Launcher, and Grapnel Gun
• Lock Picks
• Rebreather
• Med-Kit
• Explosive Detonator Bombs
• "Boost" Grenades
• Ammunition
• Combat Blades

Dual .45 Handguns: His primary Weapons. Different ammunition is carried, including, but not limited to Rubber bullets, Titanium composite hollow point, Electric rounds, and Armor Piercing.





-Rage: Jakob has a short temper which can lead to him going into an all out rage. Sometimes it can be a blessing, but more times than not its a curse. Putting him in situations that he eventually would regret.

-Only Human: Jakob is usually out of his league with the other Super Heroes and their natural power. Although he uses technology to help deal with certain scenarios as his teacher Batman had taught him, but sometimes their is little he can do if the situation gets out of hand. What he would give to be able to fly...

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BRIEF Bio:
Jakob was born to Chester and Marley Todd, in a small middle class section of Gotham. With a robbery gone wrong, his Mother was shot and killed. Soon after his Father took his own life, not able to deal with the Murder of his Wife. At age 12 Jakob was left alone. Shortly after he moved with his Uncle that lived in the slums of Gotham. Although he was never around and barley took care of the boy. This made Jakob's life of Vigilante justice take over his world. A mix of ambition to escape the troubled home he now occupied and anger over his Parent's death. Jakob would dress up in all black and with a Red Ski-mask delivering "Justice" to Murders, Muggers, and Drug Dealers. Usually breaking a few of their bones or outright killing them. Eventually this caught up with him as word had been spread quick that a Red masked stranger was putting Black Mask's goons in the Hospital. A kill squad was made and a trap was set for the Boy. Luckily for Jakob, he only lost a few teeth before Batman coincidentally found him and saved his life. With no where to go and awe struck by Batman's performance. He asked to joined the Masked vigilante. Batman took him in. Finding pity in his history of his parents closely resembling his own. Making Jakob his new Robin.

Jakob proved to be a excellent Robin. Learning quick and becoming a real assistance to Batman. His Brutal ways were cured with non-lethal take downs, techniques, and teaching. He was one of the best Robins Batman had to Honor of tutoring. Was one of the best... While Batman and Jakob were moving in what seemed like a bank Robbery, Batman and his Student had fell in a trap. Batman was disabled and his student captured by the Unknown. A few days after him being captured, Batman found where he thought Jakob was being held. After fighting his way through the building and finally to a lone Room. Only a Blow up doll laid sitting in a bloody chair. A USB taped to its arm that contained the recording of the brutal torture and killing of Jakob Todd. Black Mask making a appearance to deliver a message to Batman. "Strange... You can save everyone in Gotham, besides your pretty little bird! HAHAHAHAH!".

Batman assumed he was dead for years, but in reality Jakob was brought back to life by the Lazarus Pit. Jakob first memory after he was killed was him training under a few unknown characters. That never gave their names. Slowly bringing back the style of fighting that Batman had once thought him. Although more brutal and more emphasis of killing the opponent then just disabling them. Advanced weapons training was also included which was never given to him as Robin. After the training was complete they left Jakob in Gotham with a piece of paper with a name on it. "Foedus Autem Sicarii". His Mental state and personality took a complete 180. Before the kind and merciful Robin, had been turned to a ruthless pitiless Murderer. His first order of business was to take down the ones that killed him. The Mob Boss Black Mask. At the end he was stopped by Batman and sent to Arkham Asylum. He had been treated better than most of the other inmates there. Batman having the Idea of rehabilitating him back to his old self. Indeed he was brought back into the light, but not entirely. Once the opening arrived he broke out of the Asylum.

Many years past before he had returned back to Gotham. Stories that only he knew and rarely shared with anyone. Eventually coming back to Bruce to ask for his forgiveness and giving him his Thanks for returning him to himself. For more or less. Returning to the life of a Vigilante in his own right. Helping the Needy and Punishing the Evil. Even if his methods were brutal. He made himself a part of the Batman Family once again. Helping Bruce whenever he needed it. Although usually sticking to his own business.

Name: Michelle Diggby

Alias: Ragnarok (Old)

Age: 27

Personality: Passionate, Extroverted, Risk Taker, Positive, Short-fused

Archetype: Metahuman

Powers & Weaknesses: (Patho)Telekinesis - Michelle borrows kinetic energy from the environment and redirects it to other targets, however its not done through conscious thought and careful consideration but emotions. The intensity of such feelings dictates the range of both the kinetic energy can be stolen at and reproduced, and how efficient the conversion is. This limits what can be effected by her powers, objects she can't or don't have feelings about are immune to her powers, e.g. Stuff she doesn't care or know about, objects she can't perceive because they are invisible or moving too fast.

Appearance: Shelly is 5'3" with curly shoulder length dark brown hair, usually tied up behind her right ear with an aging, but still functioning, fluffy Miffy scrunchy. Exceptionally dark green eyes adorn her tan face, dark enough that without good light its tough to see where pupil ends and iris begins. An innocent button nose betrays her age, however her personality will set you straight again.
Day-to-day Wardrobe: Comfy Clothes or Business Casual, depending on the situation.
Costume: Domino Mask and Large Poncho.

Character Evolution: Gain more control of her powers. Become a better hero.

BRIEF Bio: Michelle is an Office Administrator for a small tech company based in Gotham, and she'd tell you there was little remarkable about her, just a downtown girl trying to make ends meet. Ragnarok however would've describe herself as a "retired" "supervillian", by "retired" she means narrowly escaped capture from the Teen Titans and by "supervillian" she means superpowered teen pushing her luck attempting to satisfy her own selfish desires. After a particularly close encounter, a haitus from villianry became very enticing. A short haitus became a career in Admin, rent and food wasn't going to pay for itself.

Notes:

Sample Post:
Shelly was not in her office anymore, she knew this because her office did not possess several gigantic holo-displays as much as the tech boys desperately wanted them. They didn't have a huge desk either, they didn't have a single room big enough for it, and certainly not one emblazed with the Justice League logo...on...it. The panic set in slowly, her mind still reeling from trying to process being teleported, had she finally been caught? Had her past attempted crimes finally caught up with her? Her heart began to race and her senses began to heighten as the adrenaline began to course though her body. Which door where they going to strut smugly though? Was she going to give them a chance to monolog? Could she even? There was so little moving in this room to borrow from, maybe thats why they picked it! Shelly slunk to back the room, grip tightening around her stapler. Any moment now...

"Beep", Shelly whispered as she jabbed the door button. It shone red again for an instant before fading back to nothing. This was worse than the bus to work, more torturous than that old crappy fax machine, on par with the doctors!Shelly sighed. Waiting is torture.

"Beep"
"Beep"
"Beep"

Suddenly, a devious thought raced across her mind. It had taken Shelly long enough, but she hatched a brilliant plan. Shelly laboured her breathing, pretended her eyes were getting heavy,and pushed the open door with less and less gusto. Each "Beep" became further and further apart, until she hadn't the strength to even hold herself up. Shelly slumped by the door just under the switches, eyes closed, pretending to be critically ill with something that might get them to act a little quicker. The perfect ruse. Time past, not a lot of time, but enough for the Great Firebrand Ragnorok to encounter a gaping flaw in her masterplan, now she couldn't even entertain herself pressing the button.Beep. Nope, it wasn't the same without the flash of scarlet. It was something though.

Beep.

Name: Jessica Jester (Jones)

Alias: Lizard

Age: 21

Personality: Country-girl, cheerful, friendly, helpful, quirky.

Archetype: Metahuman

Powers: Water breathing, tough skin, inhuman strength.

Weaknesses: Aggression, cold, carnivore

Appearance:

Character Evolution: Superhero boyfriend? Check. Family issues solved? Check. Fight crime?

Altered History: Going steady with Champion. Finished dealing with her biological father, Killer Croc - having that chapter in her life closed and finished.

Recommended Background Leaguer: Atom

BRIEF Bio: Jessica Jones grew up in the Mississippi River Delta, being the odd girl amongst the many other bayou dwelling communities to whom the river was their way of life. Her mother, Jessy, had died in childbirth due to complications, and had been raised by her mother' parents.

That was part of what had been told to the neighbours - in truth, Jessica had been the daughter of Killer Croc aka Waylon Jones; whom had been in the area and had during a heated moment, attacked her mother. During a time, when the young female had been engaged with her own boyfriend.

The parents of her mother, had driven off Killer Croc - whom they assumed had been a large crocodile, whom had killed Jessy' boyfriend and mauled her mother badly. Her mother had been impregnated with her - yet due to the genetic trait, passed onto Jessica, that being heavy atavism - it made her have complications and died in childbirth.

While Jessica, was considered greenish almost otherwordly in appearance, equal to her father - she had been lucky. Namely her grandparents had been more kind and generous - than his childhood, considering Jessica - named after her mother, Jessy, to be their flesh-and-blood. No matter how she looked or appeared to be. Despite her atavism - Jessica remained a healthy girl. Over the years as she grew, her mother paternal' side metahuman powers started to manifest.

While her education wasn't the best one could offer - her grandparents were the more religious, and off-grid people - she was mostly home-schooled, taught how to read and write and the basics of life. What was more important, they taught her to be a good person in-general - to turn the other cheek, no matter what people said about her and always remember, that they cared about her.

...In her time, as a member of the Justice League - she has met and gotten almost mangled, met a rather shy but lovable hero that she eventually started dating and has become the League' aquatic fighter.

Notes: Has been going steady with Champion, teaching each other new tricks and backed-up whenever necessary. The duo have improved their team-work and combined attack strategies. She also has a deeper secret, that none beyond Champion knows about.

Sample Post:

Jessica coughed, as she finally smashed the sledgehammer down onto the head of Killer Croc, knocking him out finally - breaking the tool into pieces, before throwing away the broken handle. That fight had taken more out of her, than she initially thought. For being a walking-talking alligator-man, the supervillain could take more punishment - that anybody she had seen before.

She didn't stay around for long - soon diving into the water, of the formerly abandoned and now destroyed port. Her tail and body gliding easily through the water, as she searched for her beloved. Killer Croc had contacted her - a few days ago. Having called her to 'tell her the truth'.

Suffice to say - Lizard expected some kind of trap - being contacted out of the blue and by a wanted felon no less. Hence why she had brought back-up in the form of her boyfriend, Champion. They couldn't also ignore Killer Croc - whom had been holding several construction workers hostage, in a nearby warehouse. Promising to kill them, if Lizard hadn't come here. Needless to say, she came - and then was rather shocked to learn, her...origin.

Lizard was the daughter of Killer Croc - or rather a rape-child, conceived by the villain. Unfortunately whatever he had come to get - Lizard would not be joining Killer Croc in his quest for vengeance. Nor join as some bastard apprentice. She was her own woman, her own hero - despite sharing the same blood, they didn't share the same opinion nor ideals about humans. Thus, she was willing to fight and bring in her own biological father. Although, she had long made peace with her mother' father - and Waylon Jones had never been her father to begin with.

The bastard had been clever, Lizard had to admit to that - he immediately blinded both with some tear gas and flash-bangs. Then proceeded to knock out Champion first - him being the most obvious threat, had chained him to a tanker' anchor and dropped him to the bottom of the port. Needless to say - while she had been holding back before, NOBODY hurt her love and lived. Killer Croc soon was taught - that the one thing, they had in common was their bloodrage. In-general, Lizard had ALOT to be angry at that moment and focused on - more than Killer Croc had. He took way more damage, from the lithe and agile Lizard - then he could dish back at her.

'Come on, come on - love. Don't you dare float away on the currents on me. I'd never hear the end of it, from your parents. I am not dying a widow here. Understand?' thought Lizard to herself. Hoping that he might somehow had psychic powers and be able to contact her. Although, that might also be bad in the other way.

With those thoughts in her mind, she soon located Champion' unconscious form at the bottom of the sand-bed. The woman, swimming up to him - and quickly did the only thing she could think of to provide him with oxygen and try to get the water out of his lungs. Although, that resulted with Champion - waking-up and namely being lip-locked underwater with his girlfriend. Who was the literal breath in his body in this unique circumstance.

'Hope you like the taste of tuna and seawater,' she giggled against the Kiss of Life, soon helping him get the chain off his neck and helping to swim the back to the surface. They had a lot of damage to report on and some workers to rescue from a dusty-old warehouse.

Although, once they surfaced for air - they soon enough felt themselves being pulled away. Just as suddenly as it happened, they soon felt solid ground under them. As Lizard looked around and saw they were back at HQ.

"Okay...what was that?" she asked, soon spitting out the water that had been in her body, as she soon shook her head and hair. Something was strange - neither of them had hit the 'Recall' on them. So why where they back here so suddenly?