Changes

I've been taking more and more of Wonder Woman's social calendar on to allow her to do more hero stuff.  I have the time, and, frankly, she is more needed than I am out there.  I barely sleep these days, thanks to the blessings of the Alpha Wave.  So, I've been attending meetings, speaking with people, raising money & support for my basketball event and other organizations in the world that need help, and just generally being around and acting as a liaison between the superhero and diplomatic worlds.  One of them anyway.  The diplomats are getting used to me.  I'm a lot blunter than Wonder Woman.  I think sometimes, though, that can help.  I'm inexperienced, so people can forgive me a little more readily than another, and sometimes the blunt truths I speak cut through the diplo-speak and allow more progress.  Sometimes its just me spouting my frustration, but I think I'm doing more good than harm.

The Birds of Prey have taken the field again.  We were alerted that Scandal Savage and the Family Faust had been buying and kidnapping metahuman children and set up a "school", better known as a training and indoctrination compound, to raise an army of metahumans loyal to them.  Not just to help them control their powers, but to literally have an army of metahumans in the future.  And they aren't the only ones.  We also heard that there were similar camps in Germany, China, and another near Gotham (looking at you, Batman) somewhere, right under our noses.  I guess I didn't realize that the Alpha & Omega waves effected many more children than adults.  Some of the people who had sold their children told me one of the reasons they accepted the offer was that their child couldn't control their powers.  One couple told me their child had almost burned the house down twice.  This problem has not cropped up very often, and the legitimate authorities have been slow to respond, understandably, given the events of the last few months, or are reacting the wrong way (looking at you, China).  Anyway, we found the school, and rescued the kids, but are now left with what to do with them.

Oh.  That is....  Wasn't Sydney telling me about....  I gotta go.  This could be awesome!

Bye!

Warworld

You may have been wondering where I've been the last couple of weeks.  Truth be told, I don't want to talk about it much.  My team was enslaved and sold to Warworld to serve as gladiators in their blood sport games.  I killed a man.  He was a Daximite, and the only name I knew was the Deadman, as he was a condemned criminal on his planet, and brought to Warworld to be executed in combat, like the Romans did with their criminals, long ago.  I was going to say they forced me to kill him, but they didn't.  They coerced me, sure, but I had a choice.  He was trying to kill me, and they told me that if I didn't kill him, they'd kill me, but I had a choice.  Its easy to say, "I had to", and move on, but I need to face this.  I choose to kill him.  Dinah is helping me with that.  I am so lucky to be able to share her strength and wisdom.  I worried about my teammates, who have their own burdens, and no Wonder Woman to share them with.  I haven't know Skyline all that long, but I've known Gekko for a while, and she's been different since we got back.  More agitated.  I should talk to her.  I'm not Wonder Woman, but maybe I can help.  It probably doesn't help that we are dealing with a case that makes kinda sick.  I know these things happen, but still, staring it in the face is another matter.  I can't talk about it, though, as I don't want to let the bad guys know we are onto them.  I'll have to spell it out in another post later.

I hope you are doing better since I last posted.  I hope more of you have access to the internet and electricity, and are able to start reading again.  I hope you've found a loved one you thought lost.  Things are slowly getting better.  I just hope they won't get any worse before things get back to normal.

*wave*