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... Several days later

Does it ever feel like the days just blur by? Where one day bleeds into the next? Today... is just another day. Pulling my eyes away from the pages of my book. Finding that I kept reading rereading the same sentence over and over again. Focus it seems displaced.

"Would you like a refill?"

Turning my head, the blur of words and empty pages became a fog, along with the surroundings. Feeling the fog lift, I realized someone was speaking towards me. My blank stare was replaced quickly, "No thanks, I'm good." Watching the waitress move on, I couldn't help but notice the tv in the background, still talking about the invasion. Could the news crew not hang on one topic? Or was this something that the public enjoyed? Well.. at least the news stations were not focusing on Lex Luthor or the Metahuman Registration Act anymore.

At least they were all given another chance. Not just the heroes, everyone. The world! Not too many are given that privilege. Placing a marker along the pages of Anatomy and Physiology of the Heart book, he had been studying. He realized he was probably holding up the table at the diner he was sitting at. Paying his tab, as well as leaving a tip for the waitress. He began gathering up his books and laptop. This semester was going to be hard, he could already tell. Having a day off to catch up on some errands, reading and possibly some Zzz's was definitely a plus in his book. Slipping on his satchel and winter coat, he departed the diner heading outside. Upon exiting the warm environment, the cold, brisk air provided a nice harsh welcome to the swift change of weather. Sunlight was beginning to show through the low hanging clouds surrounding Metropolis. The coldness in the air, felt nicer than the cold hard stares he would receive from the every day Joe. Some people appreciated that there were heroes out there that would do the job, that no one else would have the balls to do. While there were others that could careless that there were heroes and well doers about. Can't please everyone. And beggars can't be choosers either. Everything felt... different. Even life.

It felt like a whole new few days than what he remembered. The world was in danger yet again and all seemed hopeless when you thought about it. The Justice League's disbandment, very few heroes to come together and stop a rising threat. When all seemed bleak, there they were, some of his role models and even friends up in the sky to once again save the day. It inspired him to continue on just as those above him did. Although as lives were just as important, he knew that when he had downtime it was wise to keep up on his classes. He transferred all the way to Metropolis from Detroit for a more quality education that fit his needs. What better environment than a busy establishment. He made himself comfortable in an unoccupied area that seemed to be set off from other individuals. Virgil's spread of education was laid out in order of his subjects. The math, the science, the majors. It was a mess, doubled by the drink and food he ordered.

It was a quiet life, a little too quiet and not what he was used to. His daily schedule was comprised of donning the Static uniform almost in second nature with the crime rate in Detroit. Here it wasn't easy to find crimes to stop with Superman occasionally about, not to mention other heroes who've taken up residence and the Super family themselves. When he thought about it, it wasn't so bad, to focus on a future that would really further him in life. "Let's hope the student loans were worth it.." He said, grimacing the fact that he must continue. Virgil raised his pencil, hopefully not coming off as rude as he was hoping one of the workers would address him for another order.

drake sat in is very fancy car with a cigarette in his mouth and the sex pistols on the radio, with every exhale he thought about everything that happened. his mission was simple, go to america, meet the heroes, become one. he went in under the cover of a terrible spy but in reality the knights are very far from what an average spy might be. they weren't quiet or careful, oh no, if a knight needed to be involved it was messy and it was loud. unfortunately for drake it was messy and loud, his capture that is, was messy and loud. he thought there in anger about how he offered help to the justice league and they just wrote him off as some kid and let that bald b*****d and his Eskimo boyfriend take him away only for drake to be picked up by Waller to join her little band of psychos yea the plan went great he thought while waiting in metropolis to be contacted. he thought he'd come out of this whole situation a hero, instead he became a wanted criminal and frozen, at least his dads history with the us government saved him from being locked in a basement with an explosive collar around his neck. he tossed the cigarette out of the car "same crap different day i guess" he said with a sigh, he wasn't very fond of this brave new world he got shoved into but it beat being in new castle with you know who getting into god knows what

That eerie feeling that something was about to happen. Happened..

Julian really didn't have time to react, just like everyone else. One minute he was walking, the next he along with several other people were literally knocked down from some sort of blast. Chunks of concrete and dust settled in a spraying effect all around them. Did a bomb go off? Was the first thing that went through his mind. Coughing and hacking in response to the dust, Julian managed to push himself upright off the ground, trying to get a better idea as to what happened. Nothing before him or along his sides. However, once he rolled over to take a glance from behind. There was, something unexplainable glowing. "What in blue blazes?!" Who is that? The question or not if she was dangerous was already answered. Peeling himself up off the ground, he offered to help others get back to their feet. Returning his attention towards the glow, Julian found himself tilting his head in curiosity. That's the girl! The one that bumped into me earlier!



Something blinded him, holding up his hand to block whatever light reflected off of something shiny. Redirecting his gaze upward to some guy hovering in the air on what looked like a silver surf board. Seems like the action in this city never ceases. Trading a glance from whoever it was in the air back down at the eerie glow, something needed to be done. Well now, errands will have to be put on hold for the time being. "Alright, lets see what we can find out about miss explosive and mister shiny in the air, shall we?" Here goes nothing. Cautiously making his way over to where the girl was at, while the street cleared for obvious reasons. What was he going to say? Take this elsewhere? Get a room? Sh-- happens? All he knew was that if someone didn't take matters into their hands, this situation could really go south. Not as in the gutter-south, more along the lines of an angry mob or the authorities. Which he was certain was probably going to happen.

"Hey! No hard feelings about what happened earlier.. but uh, if this is your way of getting attention? It's the wrong kind, miss. I don't think you realize your hurting people, might want to tone down on the special effects, y'know?" Julian could already hear sirens echoing off in the distance. Knowing fully well they were heading this way.