Superior_Idiot
DCU Superman #7
Bullets escape the barrels as the twin pistols load into the two police cruisers chasing the truck.
“Dammit Ozzie! Are you trying to get us killed?!” Winslow asks before a proud Oswald giving a crazy laugh.
“Need not worry Toyboy, For we have struck again!” Oswald says before continuing his mess of bullets. I rush in and lift the truck by the front and flip it over. Winslow staggers out of the truck. He tries to make a break for it, but stops when he sees me.
“Oh crap!” He tries to run away but trips and falls. I approach him, making sure he doesn’t attempt to escape.
“Stand down, you have nowhere to run.” I then hear a machine whirring behind me so I turn to see the source of it to see a guy in a suit with a giant gun.
“Surprise!”
“O-Ozzie! What are you doing!” Winslow yells out, not even attempting to hide his fear.
“I’m so, SO sorry Toyboy, I really am, but sacrifices are needed.” He says while charging up the gun. “And you’re unfortunately one of them.” He then aims it at me and Winslow.
“I'd recommend you not doing that.” I say, trying to convince him to surrender.
“Oh contraire mon man of steel. I think I DO.” He then blasts the gun at me, the energy forces me off my feet,and against the wall. However, I thankfully I took the brunt of the blast. I get up and fly him, he tries to shoot me, but I freeze breath the end of the gun. “Oh poop.”
“Are you finished?” Oswald lets out a small giggle before aiming it back at me.
“Not even close.” He blasts at me with full force,which forces me back to the ground, but I stand my ground and struggle to take even a slight step. It’s not working! I try to look for something that could turn it off. Luckily, I find a control pad, and focus my heat ray on the control pad, causing the gun to short. I then immediately grab him by the collar of his shirt.
“Now?” I ask, eyebrow raised.
“Well, you see I would but, uh LIVEWIRE!!!” Oswald yells out.
“Livewire? Who’s Livewire?” He smiles and points to the right, where what looks to be a young teen girl pops out of thin air, electricity coming from her hands.
“That’s Livewire.” Oh, well that’s just swell.
DCU Superman #7
Bullets escape the barrels as the twin pistols load into the two police cruisers chasing the truck.
“Dammit Ozzie! Are you trying to get us killed?!” Winslow asks before a proud Oswald giving a crazy laugh.
“Need not worry Toyboy, For we have struck again!” Oswald says before continuing his mess of bullets. I rush in and lift the truck by the front and flip it over. Winslow staggers out of the truck. He tries to make a break for it, but stops when he sees me.
“Oh crap!” He tries to run away but trips and falls. I approach him, making sure he doesn’t attempt to escape.
“Stand down, you have nowhere to run.” I then hear a machine whirring behind me so I turn to see the source of it to see a guy in a suit with a giant gun.
“Surprise!”
“O-Ozzie! What are you doing!” Winslow yells out, not even attempting to hide his fear.
“I’m so, SO sorry Toyboy, I really am, but sacrifices are needed.” He says while charging up the gun. “And you’re unfortunately one of them.” He then aims it at me and Winslow.
“I'd recommend you not doing that.” I say, trying to convince him to surrender.
“Oh contraire mon man of steel. I think I DO.” He then blasts the gun at me, the energy forces me off my feet,and against the wall. However, I thankfully I took the brunt of the blast. I get up and fly him, he tries to shoot me, but I freeze breath the end of the gun. “Oh poop.”
“Are you finished?” Oswald lets out a small giggle before aiming it back at me.
“Not even close.” He blasts at me with full force,which forces me back to the ground, but I stand my ground and struggle to take even a slight step. It’s not working! I try to look for something that could turn it off. Luckily, I find a control pad, and focus my heat ray on the control pad, causing the gun to short. I then immediately grab him by the collar of his shirt.
“Now?” I ask, eyebrow raised.
“Well, you see I would but, uh LIVEWIRE!!!” Oswald yells out.
“Livewire? Who’s Livewire?” He smiles and points to the right, where what looks to be a young teen girl pops out of thin air, electricity coming from her hands.
“That’s Livewire.” Oh, well that’s just swell.