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Just poring over some of the new images. ◕‿◕

Combat shot, with the Ability Wheel open. Elf sword and shield Warrior Rook (cape and flowing hair!!!), Harding and Bellara fight a red lyrium ogre. Compared to early game, like here, more abilities and parts of the ability wheel are unlocked. The display advises that the ogre is vulnerable to fire damage and resistant to what looks like necrotic[?] damage, which we know is a thing (and it makes sense why that wouldn't affect darkspawn much). The purple and bronze color theme of the game is evident in the display. The bottom three icons must be Rook's current skills. The icons on the right are Bellara's, the left Harding's. I wonder if the bar at the bottom is Rook's 'special resource' bar? (the one that is Momentum for rogues) Then, in the bottom left, I guess the green bar is Rook's HP, along with notification that Rook currently has three health potions[?]. It looks like right on the d-pad consumes a health potion, while down on the d-pad could maybe be swap weapon set? We can see that both Harding and Bellara have access to a healing skill. In the bottom right, we have the option to navigate, change target, select, close and cancel.

It's interesting looking at the buttons for different skills and actions and trying to figure out what they are based on what the symbols could represent. ^^ Highlighted is a skill of Harding's called "Shred". The display advises the damage amount, cooldown time and general effects applied by that skill. It staggers enemies and looks like it sunders armor. I wonder if in this shot, the player has hovered over Shred on the wheel (purple light highlighting it, info popup on that specific skill). Then, the system helpfully auto-advises what other skills the party have right now that would make a combo with Shred (amber arrow, top skill of Bellara's being highlighted in amber) - a handy suggestion. It also explains why it makes a combo, namely that a certain effect of that skill of Bellara's combines with the sunder effect of Harding's Shred. With the symbol and name of Shred, I guess the idea is that Harding fires a shot that shreds through an enemy's flesh. :>

As for where they are fighting in.. the growths on the walls and black tentacle-looking things could be rubble and roots, but they remind me of Blight corruption in general and such as we see here, and well, there is an ogre. The gold on the floor and the shape of the gold patterns on the wall gives ancient elvhen ruins. There is also a plinth of some kind in the middle of the room. I wonder if this could be this area and battle mentioned in the Game Informer cover article:

"After a few more combat sections, including against a Frenzied sentinel, we reach the center of the temple. In there is an artifact called the Nadas Dirthalen. Bellara knows that this means “the inevitability of knowledge”. Before we can progress, a darkspawn ogre boss attacks, hitting hard with unblockable, red-coded attacks and a massive shield that you need to take down first. It is weak to fire After defeating it (it’s a climactic arena fight), Bellara uses a special crystal to power the artifact and remove it from the pedestal, which destroys the Veil Bubble."

This ogre has a shield next to its HP-type bar and this room could feasibly be an 'arena'-like area. The plinth in the room could be the pedestal. Bellara is present at that point in the game as here, and the aforementioned temple is an ancient elvhen space.

Btw, Bellara's backpack is so cute.

Harding's party icon has her staring off to the distance, scout-like, ever looking forward, while I feel like Bellara is looking into my soul!

Combat shot. Mage qunari Rook, Bellara and Neve. The Ability Wheel is not opened. It looks to me like Rook here has the same overcoat on as qunari Rook here. The party are fighting red lyrium darkspawn. In the bottom left, the possible 'change weapon' button has a different symbol; where previously it was a sword and shield because warrior Rook, here it looks like a staff (for mage Rook). At the bottom, in the possible 'Rook's special resource' bar, where previously in the prior shot it was empty, for this shot it looks to be fully charged. (and here it would be mana as Rook is a mage)

It looks like a meteor has just struck the earth, sending darkspawn flying. Rook, here a mage, has an ability where its symbol looks like an asteroid or meteor. I think this Rook has just cast the new spell Meteor, which was mentioned in the June 14th Discord Q&A:

"Fireball and Cone of Cold do not specifically return as spells in this game, but their successors do: Meteor and Frost Nova. These two abilities serve the exact same combat role and function as the previous two, only “with quite the glow-up”, especially Meteor. It is “so satisfying nuking a group of darkspawn with a well-placed Meteor”."

And in this screenshot, we can see why. :D

It also looks like there is a skill that can only be cast when Rook has two 'blue bubbles'-worth full on their Mana bar. And, I wonder what the purple bird symbol skill is?

To the right, next to the wagon and crates, it looks like there may be a chest we could loot. Crates and wagon left from previous Veil Jumper excursions?

The enemies here just have plain old HP bars (red color), no armor or barrier or anything on top of it. Compare the ogre in the previous shot which has an 'armor' bar with a yellow-orange color.

Location: This is Arlathan Forest. In the distance is ancient elvhen ruins and architecture, the floating rocks in areas with Fade 'warping', and trees, some which look to have the orange foliage of that area. The pink iridescent hazy light gives a whimsical feel like Game Informer described, and recalls the iridescence you see on soap bubbles. It makes me think that 'wall' of light is the edge of this particular Veil bubble. I think this shot is set in the opening four hours of the game, after the gameplay reveal video and in the section following that described by Game Informer. In the distance is the elven temple that the team are fighting towards (inside there would be Nadas Dirthalen and the ogre fight).

One question I have is is what is the blue orb thing in the distance, just beyond the fiery arc of the meteor? A piece of ancient elven tech? Part of how Veil Jumpers navigate around?

To reach it, we must remove the floating rock rings, and Bellara’s unique ability, Tinker, can do just that by interacting with a piece of ancient elven technology nearby

I wonder if this orb thing is one of those pieces of tech Bellara can perform tinker on. ^^

Combat shot. Human rogue rook and Harding fight in the streets of Minrathous in the opening section of the game. Look at the water effects of raindrops hitting the ground, and the reflections!! They are fighting demons, which are redesigned in this game. You can see the raw veins of their exposed 'nervous systems'. Maybe these are what Shades look like now? ^^ their lil swords are new.

Looking at the arrangement of five skills in this shot and the last one, I wonder if the button on the bottom left is the 'auto-attack' one? Here it's just some arrows (archer Rook), in the previous shot with mage Rook it looks like it could be a mage staff or a mage staff in the process of doing a basic attack.

In the upper background in the center of this picture, that blue light icon is the Inquisition hairy eyeball. What does this indicate? The critpath we need to follow to progress?

The vases and hanging pots make this street feel lived in. The height of the buildings and slant of them make the streets feel closed-in and claustrophobic. It's a neat vibe, living in Minrathous if you aren't one of the upper classes probably feels quite hemmed in and oppressive like that.

The team has taken the lore and art direction seriously and with care, you can tell. :) down to things like the shape of Tevinter doorways and the shape and red glow of Tevinter windows. It's very cool!!

Arlathan Forest, known from a file name. Qunari Rook (looks like a mage), Bellara, and Emmrich explore an overgrown ancient elvhen ruin. Beautiful golden light, sun dapples and beams through leaves, branches or vines hanging down, crumbling cobbles, broken walls, the shiny gold patterning and curving shapes and arches of ancient elvhen architecture (even the cobbles were laid in curves). This shot is beautiful, the game looks beautiful. ^^ I'm so looking forwards to exploring ancient elven places in this game and finding out more elf lore, and I can't wait to hear what insights and thoughts Bellara has to offer in these locales. Emmrich looks so polite here hh.

In the foreground is a statue of a hart or halla. As with here, it looks to be an asset from DA:I (example of one in Ghilan'nain's Grove in that game).

Arlathan Crater, known from a file name. A beautiful scenic shot, no party visible. (If Photo Mode does indeed end up being a thing in this game.. think of the potential :D) Ancient elven ruins and two halla, in a way that reminds me of the elven ruin Bellara appears in during the character trailer.

Mage qunari Rook, Davrin (yayy!!) and Bellara. I'm sounding like a broken record here but just look at all the fine details. Scratches on Davrin's shield, detailing on clothes like textures, patterns and stitches.. how cool Rook's staff is (could this staff be a Warden mage staff? the feathery design reminds me of Davrin's Warden griffon shield), Bellara's many pouches, the magical particle effects lighting up Bellara's gauntlet-bow. ^^ The team here are in some dark, overgrown, ominous and twisted looking place, and they are threatened again by the red lyrium darkspawn. To the right of Bellara's head and behind her bow, you can see pustules of Blight/Taint corruption. It also looks like there is a lantern near Bellara's head hanging from a post, a lantern with grey metal wings. Maybe this shot was taken in a Warden locale, like the outskirts of Weisshaupt or something?

A beautiful shot of Bellara using her magical gauntlet. Comparing the vegetation here (with the red patches) to that in the 'two halla' shot, it looks like this shot is also taken in Arlathan Forest / Crater somewhere. I wonder if this shot shows Bellara in the middle of using her ability "Tinker"? She's looking at something and the gauntlet is lit up like its magic is interacting with something.

[crimsonredfeathers]

Mission

Tamaki Amajiki x gn!Reader

Warnings: slight angst, injured reader

Word count: 575

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You couldn't even remember what had transpired as everything went down in mere seconds. As you were following a villain with the intention of arresting him, there had been a loud bang followed by lots of dust and the unmistakable rumble of a collapsing building. And then...?

You'd woken up surrounded by pure darkness. While you couldn't see a thing, you could smell the dust particles in the air, interwoven with the stench of copper, and the realization hit you. It took you a moment to localize the source by carefully moving your limbs an inch or two, but just as you tried to move your left leg, a stinging pain shot through your nerves. It was your leg that was injured and possibly still bleeding. You heavily but as steadily as possible breathed into the darkness in an attempt to somehow work through the pain.

You could feel your chest grow tighter and tighter as your mind started to race. Where were you? How long had you been here? How bad was your injury? Could you even escape this prison made out of broken concrete and steel on your own? Did the villain get away? Was anyone else hurt? What about...? The pain became unbearable. Your head was spinning as you could feel your consciousness slip away once more.

"Y-y/n? Y/n, w-where are you? Can you hear me?" Tamaki's voice was shaking as it reached your ears after what seemed like hours. Your foggy mind barely registered it as you slowly gained back some of your senses. "I-," you started, coughing from the dirt and lack of oxygen around you. "I am here... I... I am here!", you answered with all the strength you could muster.

You could hear Tamaki gasp, the fast pitter patter of his naked feet on the rubble growing louder and louder. "I can hear you! D-don't worry, I'll be with you in a second." And that he was. It didn't take the hero long to cautiously remove the debris that had buried you alive with the help of some tentacles sprouting from his hand, all while steadying other pieces that threatened to fall on you. Tamaki didn't say a word as his full concentration was on the task at hand, brows furrowed in concern.

Once the hero had successfully removed all the necessary pieces of stray concrete to free you, he scanned your exhausted form for injuries, his lips pressed together in a thin line at once. He sank down on his knees right next to you, the hood of his cape effectively hiding most of his face, as he cautiously scooped you up in his arms.

"Y-your leg... I'm sorry. I was afraid this wouldn't work out as planned. You should have never been a part of this. We arrested the villain, thanks to you, tho. You managed to guide him directly in our direction. When he unleashed his attack and made the building crumble upon you..." The indigo-haired boy sighed heavily. "We managed to capture him a few seconds later. I just wished we could have been there earlier... Just a moment sooner, and you wouldn't have..." He trailed off as your hand slowly reached underneath his hood to rest on his cheek. "I'll be alright... Thank you for saving me, Suneater." You could feel a content smile form on his hidden face before he rushed to hand you over to the paramedics on scene.

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timkon and 70?

70. “After everything we’ve been through, you still don’t think that I love you?”

By the time the dust settles, it's so late that it's it's circled back around to being early. The eastern sky is growing paler by the second; as Kon tiredly floats his way over the rubble, he finds himself turning his face up to the light.

In the aftermath of the battle, it's finally, blessedly quiet. If he concentrates, Kon knows he'll hear the frantic hustle and bustle of the League field hospital, the snoring of exhausted heroes, the weeping of the bereaved, but if he lets the weariness dull his senses, everything is still.

It's here, alone in the quiet destruction, that Kon finds his sunshine.

The familiar crimson and black of Tim's costume are dull in the dust and dimness. He looks as exhausted as Kon feels, perched atop a chunk of upended mortar and pavement, but his smile as Kon settles into his side is genuine. "Hey."

"Hey, yourself." Kon slips an arm under his cape, around Tim's waist. Tim melts into his side, lets his head fall against his shoulder, and sighs. Kon was with him during all the fighting—he knows Tim isn't seriously injured anywhere—but they split up to help with different parts of search and rescue efforts afterwards, and it's been hours since Kon got to simply hold him. "What're you doing out here?"

Tim shrugs one shoulder, gazing up at the rapidly lightening sky. "Too wired to crash just yet. Just... thinking."

For a moment, he's quiet, gazing up at the thin, wispy clouds; Kon takes the opportunity to watch him. His hair is messy, falling out of its bun this way and that; he's removed his domino, and the dust and grime on the rest of his face are starkly absent around his eyes. There's a bruise slowly darkening on his jaw.

He's the most beautiful thing Kon has ever seen.

Tim keeps going, after a moment, his face still turned up to the sky. "Sometimes, it's just... ridiculously hard to wrap my mind around all this, even now. You know?"

"What," Kon teases, "after everything we've been through, you still don't think that I love you?"

That gets the soft huff of laughter he was searching for. Tim gives him a wry look, shakes his head, and reaches up to ruffle Kon's hair. "Nah, I figured that one out by the time you proposed." Tim lays his head on Kon's shoulder again. "Does it never hit you as just... I dunno, surreal? Weird as hell? Fucking bonkers, that this is our lives?"

"Hmm. Well, probably not in the way you mean," Kon admits, resting his cheek against Tim's hair. "My life has been fucking bonkers since the day I hatched outta that tube, so I dunno that I have much of a frame of reference. Not like you."

"Mm, yeah, that's fair." The first rays of sun spill over the horizon; Kon closes his eyes and tips his face up with a sigh of bliss as the light soaks into his skin. Tim skims a hand up his back to rub his fingers against the fuzzy stubble above the nape of his neck. "You're my very special clone boy."

"Says my Robin," Kon returns easily. He opens his eyes to glance down at Tim, admiring the play of the early morning light on his dark hair. "...Frame of reference or not, though, if you ever want a break, or want out entirely, I'm behind you a hundred percent, babe. You know that, right?"

"Yeah. I know." Tim smiles. The wind catches his hair, sending it streaming out around his face as the last of his bun gives way. Kon's chest aches with tenderness at the sight. "I'm not having a crisis or anything, don't worry. Just... thinking."

"It is pretty fucking bonkers." Kon draws him closer, presses a kiss to his forehead, and lingers, soaking up the dawn. "But I can't complain too much. It gave me you."

"Cheesy," Tim murmurs, but his smile gives him away—when Kon looks at him, he can see all the warmth and wonder of the daybreak looking back.

♥ angst/fluff prompts ♥

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For the sending lyrics and you’ll make a fake wip summary;

If I could only get back to yesterday,

Today would be a perfect day

If I could only get back to yesterday,

Oh, the different things I'd do and say

I'd be so good to you

If I had a second chance

Yes, I would (Yes, I would)

Yes, I would

Drakkon and Eugene

Title: all that has been, all that will be (has no meaning anymore) Rating: T Warnings: Attempted Infanticide, Violence. Relationships: World of the Coinless Eugene Skullovitch/World of the Coinless Adam Park; World of the Coinless Eugene Skullovitch ^ Lord Drakkon | Tommy Oliver; World of the Coinless Kimberly Hart/World of the Coinless Farkas Bulkmeir; Coinless Trini/Scorpina; Coinless Zack Taylor/Coinless Jason Scott; Ninjor & Dulcea. Characters: Coinless Eugene Skullovitch; Coinless Adam Park; Lord Drakkon | Tommy Oliver; Prime Tommy Oliver; Prime Billy Cranston; The Blue Emissary; The Omega Rangers; Ninjor; Dulcea; The Green Dragon; The Orange Power Coin; The White Tiger. Additional Tags: Emotional Hurt/Comfort; Found Family; Families of Choice; Aftermath of Violence; Unresolved Grief; PTSD; Literal Infantilization; Planet Hopping; Good Parent Eugene Skullovitch; Good Parent Adam Park; Eugene Skullovitch is Not Having a Good Time; Redeemed Lord Drakkon; Verbal Abuse; Past/Implied Child Abuse; Hijinks. Summary:

The Emissaries realized their mistake, just before Kiya had slaughtered Blue and set forth the Orange Empyreal on the Prime universe. Drakkon deserved a punishment for all his misdeeds, but perpetual solitary confinement wasn't the way to do it. They could shift the balance of Power throughout the cosmos if the Grid deems it necessary, why not shift other things? So it went like this: The Red Emissary removed the toxic will of the Green Dragon from Drakkon, the Yellow Emissary removed his memories, and the Blue Emissary removed everything that made him a threat by turning back the clock and arranging a meeting with the World of the Coinless; an infant Tommy Oliver in hand, naked and confused and not quite a week old. They gathered the surviving Rangers--including the ones Zordon made a grave error in excluding--in the throne room and set the child on a table with the proclamation that it was them that would decide on what constituted justice. When they vanished, leaving the child behind, there was the mounting horror that came with it; showcasing that there was little left of what one would call mercy, with suggestions such as doing as mankind did centuries ago in leaving the infant in a vase out in the elements, or sending it away to the courts of the united planetary systems that also wanted a crack at Drakkon. Or simply setting the newborn on its stomach to let it stop breathing.

The real horror came from only Skull stepping forward when the child--he was an infant, like so many that he'd pulled out of the rubble and spirited to the others in the Coinless--mewled pitifully with the chill of the air and the man wrapped him up in his sentry's cape. (Skull was always meant to be a parent. And Orange is always benevolent in its choices. Even in enraged and in want of vengeance.)

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(Just for fun; a little theoretical excerpt below the cut)

He was thirty-eight, worn down to a thread, and feeling a little disgusted and fed up with just about everyone. Why bother defending choices that were going to be torn to shreds because nobody was willing to look beyond their own feelings of revenge and the unfairness of it all? Why bother looking for help even in the face of a bestfriend that had been so far away for two decades? (It probably wouldn't have hurt as much if he was as heartless and disgusting as everyone seemed to think he was. There was something akin to despairing familiarity in that.) Continuing his tramp along train tracks that had not been used since before The Final Battle, the long stretch of them familiar even after years, Skull tried to ignore how heavy the bag he'd brought along was, how his eyes were starting to become sore from the receding sun--as well as his trying not to embarrass himself with tears--and made sure his grip along wrap sling he'd had to fashion out of curtains was secure. Taking his eyes off of the horizon and tracks, just for a moment, Skull looked down again at the little bundle that had caused such a hubbub and breaking of any sort of civility. The barest traces of brown hair soft to the touch, skin much darker than it had been over the last few years, tiny little hands curling into Skull's shirt as the little hazel eyes twitch under petal soft lids in sleep. Tommy Oliver, reduced to a foundling that couldn't have been more than a week old; not even five pounds and completely helpless at at the mercy of every other being on the planet. For some reason the unfairness that everyone else seemed to feel didn't come to Skull. Not even the feeling of being cheated. He wouldn't pretend he understood it. Like he wouldn't pretend he couldn't hear the slightest steps of someone that had been trailing behind him for a good hours. "You really shouldn't be following me, Adam. What would Rocky and Aisha say?" He turned gently, not swaying and careful not to suggest vertigo in his own exhaustion, and looked over to the trees along the tracks that came part and parcel with the wilderness taking back the earth far faster than anyone would have guessed so long ago. It took a moment, not even three seconds, but exactly where his eyes were trained, grey and piercing as any wild animal, the tree branches in full green parted, the tall grass parting against knees as Adam Park loped out of his carefully hidden place and tried very hard not to look...embarrassed? ...And also like he wasn't obviously carrying a much bigger pack along his shoulders that was at least twice the size of the one his former captain carried.

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May 7 (UPI) -- A multi-story building collapsed in George, South Africa in the country's western cape on Monday afternoon, killing at least six people with 46 remaining unaccounted for as of Tuesday morning, officials said.

George Municipality authorities said that 26 people have already been removed from the building's rubble. They said it could take up to five days to completely go through the collapsed building to find survivors and bodies.

Rescuers were also able to speak with 11 people still trapped in the rubble including four in the basement of the collapsed building.

"They will then begin the process of lifting the different floors off each other," chief director for disaster management Colin Deiner said of the next steps. "There is a possibility people could still be alive."

On social media, South African President Cyril Ramaphosa passed along his condolences.

"Condolences to the relatives and friends of the five people who have died in an incident where a building collapsed in George in southern Cape," he said on X before the sixth death was confirmed.

Ramaphosa said an investigation is underway to find out how the collapse happened and to bring closure to the families who lost loved ones.

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Cost

Chapter 2: A long ago past

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The room was covered in darkness, with only a single candelabra on the center of the round table, to light the room. Four figures sat at the table, each covering their face with long purple hoods that arched before their face like the beaks of hawks. Nocturne closed the door behind him, and locked it before joining the others. His long star-studded robe formed an elaborate chair under him. The fabric turned into ink as it weaved and built itself up. The others at the table rolled their eyes at the display of power, the green man at the end threw off his hood. 

“Fashionably late as always Nocturne?” The green man said. Danny gasped at the sight of him, this man had to be related to Undergrowth in some way. He was much smaller than Undergrowth and unlike the plant titan, this man had pale green skin, and his face was more human as well with blockly features and black matted hair. But his mouth was a large green beak, and small horns were coming out of his head in a mohawk-like fashion, trailing from his hairline down to the cape of his neck. And the vines. Vines slithered out of his skin, wrapping his entire lower body like a skirt, but even in the low light Danny could see the vines under his skin crawling like worms in the dirt. Finally, the man’s arms had been replaced with the vines as well. 

“I cannot help when some members come earlier than expected Undergrowth. And appearances must be kept up with the ghats and ghouls below,” Nocturne's voice was like dark chocolate on a warm day. 

  “Now that he is here,” The figure at the front cut in. His silver eyes under the hood gave a quick warning glance at the two. “We can begin.” The figure removed his purple hood, and allowed a long braid of silver hair to spill out. A sour expression was etched into his face like stone, and his left eye was covered in bandages. “I will start with the gravest news of all. Pariah Dark has destroyed the old castle and is in the process of building a new keep out of the rubble of the old. This new keep will be designed to repel any invaders and lead any who do manage to enter the castle, to a second early death. I was not able to obtain a copy of the floor plans before-” The figure took a long sigh, grabbing at the-

  “Is that Clockwork!” Tucker yelled.

  “OW! My ear!” Danny yelled back. 

“I’m sorry.” 

“It looks like clockwork and sounds like him, but he looks different.” Danny rubbed his poor ringing ear. 

“Maybe this is him but younger?” Sam said. 

  “But we’ve seen Clockwork when he’s younger. He turns into a child all the time,” Tucker said.

“Maybe this is him mentally younger? I don’t know ghost aging is weird, like you know how Ember died in like 1985 but she still acts 16?”

“Yeah?” 

“Well maybe ghosts don’t age physically but mentally?” 

“So, ghosts only age when their minds age? That would make sense, but wait. Why does Danny Ghost form change then?” 

“What does that mean?”

“Well, Danny you're not the most mature sixteen-year-old I know,” 

“Well at least I don’t still collect action figures Tucker,” 

“They are not action figures, they are figma figures! And they are very-”

“Would you two shut up?” Sam pointed to the table again, where Clockwork had begun talking. 

“-I was found out. I did memorize the lower floors but I am not sure how useful that will be now.” Clockwork said. 

The latest figure in the room took off his black cloak revealing horns made out of ice. “Why do you say that? Do you think he will change the floor plans now that he has found out?” 

“I think so.” 

“So, you got caught, you lost your good eye and now you come to us with nothing? Typical,” Undergrowth huffed. 

“Our friend almost had his core destroyed by someone close to him, the very least you can do is lend him your pity Undergrowth? Or do you only have pity for your own worm-infested head,” Nocturne rolled his eyes. 

“A plant wouldn’t have gotten caught.” 

“A plant wouldn’t have gotten us anything.” 

“Speaking of plants… What new information do they have?” Clockwork asked. 

  “Hun?” 

“What updates do you have for us Undergrowth? What have your plants done in the last year?” 

“My plants and I have been preoccupied with protecting the forest against the King’s forces. The armies have been attacking from the edges, but any that try to venture inside are quickly turned into fertilizer,” Undergrowth proudly said. 

“That’s it?” Nocturne said. 

“ That’s it? I would love to see you control an entire forest of plants against two armies without losing your form!”

  “Two armies?” Clockwork asked.

“Pariah has recently divided up his forces into two armies. The weaker one attacks from the northeast, while the bothersome one attacks from the west,”

“When did his troops reach the west side?” Clockwork’s tone became serious. 

“About two months ago? Why does it matter? I Will be the victor either way,”

  “You seem quite relaxed for someone who is being surrounded,” Nocturne rolled his eyes. Again. 

“Surrounded? Ha? Don’t make me laugh Nocturne. My forest is too massive to be surrounded by his armies,”

“Your forest is indeed large, but it is not infinite. Pariah Dark can create Armies with the power of the crown of fire, it is not impossible that he could surround your forest with his armies,” The one with the ice horns said. 

“Frostbite is right, plus Pariah is known to destroy whatever he can’t control,” Nocturne gave Clockwork a quick concerned look. 

“If he tries to burn the whole forest down, we should have some of Frostbite’s men there to combat the -” 

“NO!” Undergrowth slammed his hands on the table. “I will not let the cold winds of death destroy what I have built. I will let none from the Land of Ice enter my lands.” 

“And Pariah burning down your lands is a better solution?” Frostbite slammed his hands on the table raising himself up and above the others. 

“No of course not you wet mut! But the cold will kill my plants faster than his flames. Look at the Frozen lands, do you see any plant growth there?” 

“What about the dragons?’ The final figure finally spoke up, her voice was like an old woman’s, soft but harsh. “Before Nocturne decides to berate me with his overgrown tongue, the Dragon Queen could not make it to this meeting today and so she has requested that I speak for her. Her army has both fire and shadow cores in its regiments, and a small battalion of shadow cores could take temporary residence in your forest. Their shadow powers won’t harm the plants and they are a good matchup against Pariah flames. Snuffing out the sparks before they can wreck any havoc,” 

  Undergrowth rubbed his chin before saying “I will accept that”

“The only thing she will ask in return is that you give you ALLY an apology,”

  “What?” 

  “Frostbite is your ally and his people will be greatly needed in the final battle. One would not see it wise to call such an important ally dogs,” 

  “Pandora is right,” Clockwork said. “An apology is needed.” 

“No. '' Undergrowth crossed his arms like a child. 

  “No?!” 

  “I said the truth. I will not apologize for the truth, especially when the matter at hand is my lands,”

“If the plant wishes to stand by his words, then he can die by them. We will not be sending anyone to his forest,” Frostbit sat down. 

“Thank you!” Undergrowth said.  

“Nor will the Dragons be sending any of their people until an apology is given,” 

“What! No! Uh,” Undergrowth looked around the table but his allies were in agreement with Pandora. “Fine! I am sorry for calling you dogs, even though that's what you are!” 

Frostbite gave a curt nod “thank you, I will accept this apology.” 

“Then I will send the Dragon Mother news about this alliance. You will hear from her soon with further terms of this agreement,” Pandora said. 

  “With that and with all parties pleased, I will end this topic. Next on the docket is the progress of the sarcophagus of forever sleep, Frostbite, Pandora, can you give an update?” Clockwork said. 

“I am proud to say that the craftsmen sent from the Land of Ice, have been more than kind and resourceful during their stay with us,” Pandora began. 

“And Pandora’s people have been more than hospitable to my people during their stay. I have received several letters from them, praising the Trojans and their metalworking skills,” Frostbite continued. 

“You praise us too much Frostbite. Let’s not pass over the fact that it was your second in command’s idea to strength the metal by exposing it to rapid heat and cold,” 

“But Pandora, it was your locksmiths who designed the impressive locking mechanism,”

  “Yes, but they would never have come up with the idea for it if the smaller wolf had not brought up the idea of using the artifacts itself to seal the King away,” 

“Aye, that might be true, but we would’ve have never managed to finish it without your people hard work,” 

  “Why thank you Frostbite,” 

  “I hate to interrupt,” Nocturne said, cutting Frostbite off before he could get his reply out. “But is the dam thing done yet?” 

“The first prototype is done and ready for testing,” Pandora said. 

“Aka you don’t know if it will work,” Nocturne said. 

  “If we had someone who is close in power to Pariah to test it on, we could see if it works or not,” Pandora's eyes moved across the table, and everyone else followed her gaze to Undergrowth.

“What? What is everyone looking at me for?” Undergrowth said. 

  “Since you are okay with showing your arse to others it should be okay to test the sarcophagus on you first. After all Undergrowth, you once said you were almost as powerful as Pariah Dark,” 

“Well, um, that is true but-”

Nocturne slammed one of his hands on Undergrowth’s shoulders “Let’s go ally and let’s get this fancy coffin working!” 

“Wait no! What!” Nocturne stammered. Everyone else at the table began to laugh at Undergrowth's misfortune. 

“Hey, who turned down the lights?” Tucker asked. The figures at the table turned into harsh silhouettes before evaporating into the floor below. The rest of the room followed its lead. The black ooze receded back into its vessel, leaving the three teenagers alone in a ruined room. The fine colors and tapestries from before had been reduced to faded rags hanging from the ceiling. 

“What was that? Was that the memory thing he was talking about earlier?” Sam said. 

“Maybe? I don’t know, maybe we should ask Ghostwriter?” Tucker said. He walked over to the table, the wood had been ruined with time, the middle had been blasted through with the wood chips stuck and rotted into the floor below them. Each step they took the floor let out a small scream or squeak.

  “With how he was looking for us before? No way, if we bother him again, he might shove us into another one of his books,” Danny said.

“But what was that? They were talking about Pariah Dark, and his sarcophagus-” Sam said. 

“Yeah, and everyone looked a lot younger too, did you see how Pandora looked? Man, she was a sight,” Tucker let out a whistle. 

Sam rolled her eyes, “Wait, if it was the past, then we can go ask them about what happened!” 

“That’s true! I’m sure Frostbite would tell us everything!” Danny said. 

“Well then what are we waiting for? let's go,” 

  “But what if Fright Knight sees us?” Sam said.

  “Ugh, you're right. If bucket head sees us, he’ll drag us back to the castle and lecture Danny about king stuff,” 

  “What about the Fenton family ghost assault vehicle? We can use that to quickly move through the Ghost Zone, and if he sees us, well his horse can’t out run an assault vehicle,” Sam said. 

  “Yeah! Quick Danny, go ask Jazz if she can bring it!” Tucker yelled. 

  “Why don’t you call her!”

  “She’s your sister,” 

  “Fine, but you have to sit next to her,” Danny said as he fumbled his phone out of his pocket. “Hey jazz? No, I’m not home? What? Fright Knight is what? Okay, um just listen to me. We need you to get the GAV to Ghostwriter’s library- you're already on your way? Oh-um okay see you soon Sis.”

  “What was that?” Sam asked. 

“Fright Knight is trying to find out where we are from my parents,” 

“Oh! Poor fright Knight!’ Sam said.

[brayscharitycase]

Petra Venj slowed as the sight of two bodies caught her attention; and not Eliksni bodies, but Guardians. Both were familiar, though one much more so.

Cayde-Six, the Hunter Vanguard, laid dead on the floor. One limp hand was still cradling the other Guardian’s head, holding it in the darkness to the still chest.

Corinth didn’t look up as she approached, not even as she kneeled down next to him. He didn’t want to leave. If he left it would be admitting it was over, that Cayde was dead. That this wasn’t a nightmare.

Petra gently removed the dead hand from the young Guardian’s neck, laying it respectfully on the corpses’ chest. She looks for the familiar white and black gun, to place in the still hands, and she growls when she finds nothing. “He took the gun too.” Is all she says, feeling misery welling up in her chest, like water threatening to overtake a dam. No, she had to be strong. At least for a little while longer; there would be time to mourn later.

Corinth hadn’t moved an inch, his head still pressed to the gap between chin and chest, as if listening desperately for the hint of a spark, or a hiss of electricity through wires; praying for something to mask the horrible silence. Cayde was never silent, never. He couldn’t be now.

He couldn’t.

The young Hunter’s shoulders shake violently, a little eruption threatening total destruction.

She wished he hadn’t been here for this. Cayde had been insistent on the kid joining them, to give him some ‘real world experience’ and ‘get him out of the Tower’. And while she’d agreed, hell two Guardians were always better than one, she now felt a gut wrenching sense of guilt rising up from her stomach. If she’d just have said no..

Carefully, Petra unclips the cape dangling from her shoulders, gently wrapping it around those heaving shoulders. “It’s not your fault,” is all she can say for a moment, as the Exo throws himself into her arms, sparking tears running down his face; mask long since casted off. “Look at me, it’s not your fault, okay? You did better than I did. You did amazing. It’s not your fault.”

Her hands grasp the child-Exo’s shoulders, firmly pushing him away, to look her in the eye. “It’s not your fault, Corinth. It’s Uldren Sov’s fault. Don’t ever forget that.”

Her words were firm, but she lets the young Hunter fall against her again, patting his back. She could feel tears pricking at her own eye, and she blinks furiously to push them back.

“Let’s get you out of here. I’ll come back with some Corsairs to get..” her words break as she looks back at the body.

The Queen’s Wrath had seen many bodies in her time, and while all of them had been awful to see, there were only a few that hit as hard as seeing Cayde’s; of seeing the death of someone she had admired so much.

She stands slowly, offering Corinth her hands to steady himself, but he didn’t get up, unable to force his legs to move, to carry his heavy weight.

“I can’t.” He sobs, spark-tears threatening to ignite the remnants of ether clinging to his faceplates. “I can’t, Petra. I can’t leave him.”

“I know, I know. I’m so sorry.” She leans down, using her cape around his shoulders to wipe away the staining ether. “But we need to get out of here.”

The kid suddenly stood bolt upright, looking past the body, towards the shattered wall that Cayde had been flung through.

He runs then, as fast as his leadened legs could stumble him forward, through the gap, frantically looking for something on the ground.

“Corinth? What are- we need to go! Before the wall collapses!”

Corinth didn’t pay Petra’s words any heed, searching incessantly. Finally, he stoops down, picking several pieces from the ground. He steps out from the rubble, walking solemnly to Petra with the shattered remains of Sundance; Cayde’s faithful Ghost.

“Okay.” He murmurs, numbly. “Let’s go.”

[prince-toffee]

Coming Home

Silver fell to the ground. He made it the furthest on the battlefield. He was the FreedomFighters' ace in the hole, their big gun. But it didn't work out. He was shot down by The Beast's flaming breath, and he fell. The falling star signified to the rest of the troops that the battle was lost, and hope began to dwindle. They began to retreat. Silver had been fighting for days now, without stop, without break or rest. He was running on fumes. Every muscle in his body ached and burned. His breathing was heavy. Every inch of his body told him, screamed at him to stop, to run. But he did not move.

He had visited countless timelines like this one; a not so distant apocalyptic world of ruin and roaming monsters, with only small pockets of civilisation left, in some futures their were none, he was the last. It always seemed bad, but he always got back up. He willed his way back home. He had to get back home. He promised.

Suddenly the crater he had created with his impact came under siege by the monsters that roamed that time; demonic hounds made of jagged rock and fire. A familiar threat. Silver tried to push himself up, but he wasn't fast enough, the monsters were already on top of him. They leapt at him, jaws wide open, ready to tear him apart. That was when a barrage of laser bolts tore through them just as they were about to land on the hedgehog. An armoured figure cloaked in tatered rags rushed to the time traveler's rescue. Under the swings of her laser blades the monsters crumbled to rubble. The allie made her way to the injured hedgehog and knelt down next to him.

"You're not looking to good, Spikes." Sally Acorn remarked as she removed her helmet. Silver himself was also wearing a suit of armour. The armour was the very thing that allowed him to time travel. It's look inspired by a mentor of his, Whisper The Wolf. Dark cape and all.

"I'm fine." He weakly remarked, on the brink of unconsciousness.

"No, you are not, son! Look at you! Look, I'm getting you out of here."

"No. Suit needs recharged... The Beast's energy... Only way... Back home."

"Are you crazy?! No! We've lost too many. I'm not losing anymore of my people. We're retreating! You understand? If you push on forward, you're going in alone. You'll die!"

Silver turned to her. He face as serious as his voice.

"Am I home?"

She knew, "... No... No, you are not."

"Then she's still waiting for me."

And so, he pushed against the ground, and he lifted himself up, onto his own two feet. With no hope of survival. Against impossible odds. He pushed forward. Everytime. In every timeline. Every dark future. He got up. Because he promised... He promised he'd come home. And he did.

He stood tall. And in the distance, on the horizon of smoke and fog, The Iblis smiled at him... That was... new...

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[afy2018]

Dark, Sad, Lonely Knight

Chaotic conversations came on over Barbara's earpiece while patrolling Arkham City. There was only one sure thing, Bruce wasn't there to make sense of whatever was happening. Tim panicked over the comm but called her to the scene. She followed his blip until she found him failing to hogtie Harley Quinn.

"Come here, come on," he nearly pleaded.

Barbara scoffed and joined him, holding their opponent still while he finished.

"Really shaken aren't you, Robin 3.0," Harley mocked through tears.

"What's going on, she doesn't cry nearly this much," Gordon tried to read.

"I lost contact with Batman," he explained.

"Yeah, me, too. You know, this is why you're still Robin, can't get a simple takedown," she snapped. "I was busy in the Diamond District and had to haul ass all the way here."

"Not now," Tim muttered as he summoned the batmobile. It came tearing down the road and drifted up to them with a screeching halt. He hoisted Quinn over his shoulder and placed her in the back, jumping when she feigned biting at him. "Ugh!"

"She's harmless. We'll see you in a bit, Harles." She closed the passenger side while contacting Alfred, "Any sign of him?"

"No verbal contact, but he's in the Amusement Mile," he replied.

Barbara looked around, "Yeah, so are we. How far away?"

"His tracker reads a half-mile north of your current location."

She looked ahead to the creepy building. "Is he in Joker's HQ?"

"It would appear so."

"Gah, okay. I hate clowns."

"Mister J's more than a clown!" Harley yelled from the trunk.

"His nickname's literally the Clown Prince," Gordon corrected her. "Let's go."

They raced to the building, Barabara taking the shortcut with her grappling gun while Drake vaulted himself up the stairs. They burst through the doors to a scene already dealt with. They carefully passed through the piles of dead and unconscious bodies until they passed the fiery mess of a boiler room. In the distance, they could see two men brawling. Scrappy swipes and strikes were traded until the caped figure held their lanky adversary against the ground.

Batgirl and Robin make a break for his aid but were immediately struck with batarangs.

"Go!" Bruce commanded them.

Tim ripped the weapon from his cape and raced to his mentor, much against his better judgment.

"Tim, go!"

"What-"

Barabara sprinted at Drake, lifting him over her shoulder with ease, and raced to the door.

"Cover!" they heard him shout.

She dove into an alcove with a blasted wall and dragged Tim with her until they were safely outside. Immediately once their feet touched the ground, an ear-shattering explosion shook the ground as shrapnel splattered and tore through the air until it collided with the other buildings on Amusement Mile. Barbara clung onto her comrade as they took poor cover from the raining ashes.

Drake pushed her away and stumbled back to the remains of the building.

Barbara shouted at him, yet couldn't hear herself. She mouthed the words, even though she felt the air push through her throat. Even screaming, she couldn't hear her voice. Barbara took another breath as she tried to make sense of her surroundings. After coming to her senses, she scrambled to her feet and tackled Tim again.

He shoved her and mouthed some words angrily.

"I can't hear you, Tim!"

He mouthed some more words and gestured at the building.

"I'm deaf, I'm frickin' deaf!" she yelled while pantomiming.

He slowly mouthed along with his charades, "Bat-Man we get him!"

"No!"

"Others," he gestured, "Will know his identity!"

She covered her face with her hands and finally nodded. "Yes."

She climbed over the rubble until they found the remains of the boilers. They tore through the remnants until Joker and Bruce's bodies, crushed nearly to bits, were found. They continued removing the bricks and debris until their mentor's body was freed. They felt his chest compress with the slightest touch and his arms and legs moved as if there were no bones. Barbara slowly began removing the bricks over Joker. His head was a bloodied mess, completely flattened by the building's old materials, yet he still had that painted grin over his sinister face. She pulled him out of the pile and they trudged back to the batmobile.

All at once, everything hit her. The sounds echoed and amplified until she could hear the burning of nearby refuse and the calamity of Gotham and Arkham.

"Tim, can you hear me?" she asked.

He continued on without saying a word, so she only followed him. Once at the vehicle, Tim buckled Batman's body in place while Barbara inputted the Bat Cave.

"Hey, I'm going to wait here with Joker, okay?"

"Are you sure?"

"Yeah, I'll join you guys once he's taken care of."

"My Mister J's out there?" Harley called.

Neither hero responded as she tried to elicit a response from the corpse even when the car disappeared in the distance. Barbara waited patiently until emergency services arrived. Police flooded the scene while the medical professionals performed a triage of the area. After a few more minutes, James Gordon arrived on the scene. Barbara held herself together as she produced Joker's lifeless form.

"Is he dead? Is that really him?"

"Yes."

"Where's Batman?"

"He had another emergency."

"Where's Harley Quinn?"

"Currently on her way to GCPD."

"Good. Did-uh- did he do this to Joker?"

"No, he did it to himself, had a detonator."

"A little permanent if you ask me."

"Can someone take his body for the autopsy, I have a job to do," Barbara finished.

"Of course, thank you, Batgirl."

She quickly fled the scene and went to the Batcave. Tim hadn't returned quite yet, but Bruce's body was on the exam table. Barbara removed her cowl and slowly approached his corpse. She almost felt like if she touched him, he'd gasp for air again, but when she placed a hand on his soft shoulder, it sunk in. Gordon ripped her hand away and her breath grew short and panicked.

"Babs," she heard someone call to her from a corner.

She wheeled around to see Alfred, Lucius and Dick gathered around a box. Barbara quickly wiped her eyes and approached them.

"What happened?" Fox asked.

She took a deep breath, "Joker detonated a bomb and Bruce stayed. What's this?"

"His final will and testament. When Mr. Drake returns, we'll go over his personal effects and get everything sorted."

"Good, good," she whispered.

Alfred went back to his master, "No need to raise any questions when they find him."

"How are we doing this?"

"Car accident. He has everything set, we just need to execute it." He first placed the weapons and tools on a table and slowly began removing his armor. With each reveal of his body, they saw just how frail he looked after the disaster. Once everything was off, Alfred placed them on the mannequin, temporarily retiring the mantle. A tempered glass door sealed over the suit and it sunk into the darkness.

"My people should be here momentarily," Lucius finally spoke up. They all turned to him, sorrow reflected on their faces. "You don't have to be here when they take him, I'll call you all down when he's gone."

"No, I want to be here," Dick defiantly stated.

"Okay, wear your masks then."

They waited in silence until Tim finally joined them and Bruce's body was taken away. Drake ripped his mask off once they were alone again, tears streaking the black makeup down his face. He roughly wiped his face clean and finally broke. He silently cried while his older peers watched on, unwilling to process what happened.

Lucius finally stated, "Let's revisit this tomorrow, Mr. Grayson, can you stay for a while?"

"Sure."

Alfred placed a replica of his master's cowl in Dick's hands.

He immediately rebuffed the gesture, "No."

"Master Grayson, this is not a request, this is an order from Master Wayne."

Dick looked over the replica with a slight grimace. They were then released, however, none of them knew what to do anymore. Barbara returned to her apartment through the fire escape as usual to a livid partner.

"Where were you? Where'd you go, and why do you smell like a bonfire?" Renee was immediately interrogated.

"I'm not really in the mood," she responded. "I got horrible news from work."

"Oh, I'm sorry, is that where you got the news, at Wayne Enterprises?"

"Yeah." Barbara sat on the couch, setting the throw pillows to one side, and pulled the blanket over her body, "I'm gonna sleep out here tonight,"

"Okay," Renee nodded, only leaving after kissing her forehead. Her question still hadn't been completely answered, but Barbara didn't look ready to delve into what exactly happened.

Gordon never returned to bed and in the early morning hours, she turned the news on in anticipation of Wayne Enterprise's announcement. Around 8:30, once she had some food in her system and before taking the bus to work, a formal obituary was made with vague promises about the future of the company. Renee looked over at her partner, unsure of how to comfort her. Barbara knew him, she was his secretary after all, but she seemed so numb to the words even as she feigned interest in the report. According to the syndicate, Bruce hydroplaned off of a cliff late last night. His body was recovered however he was pronounced unresponsive on site and later dead at the county hospital.

As the reporters responded to his passing, the couple left for a new era in Gotham. They took their separate lines to work, each coming upon similar scenes. GCPD was in complete chaos as everyone reacted and processed the millionaire's death. Mixed emotions about Gotham's thirty-year-old Playboy, yet everyone was somber no matter how they viewed his world-changing level of wealth. From her desk, Renee watched as people gathered with their friends to talk about their personal accounts of Bruce. She did notice, however, her boss watching from her office, arms crossed as she game-planned the future of Gotham. Once their gaze crossed paths, Maggie nodded to her and beckoned her over.

Montoya collected her phone and carefully walked through the calamity. "Morning, Mags."

"Morning," she returned. Maggie pulled out a few papers, "I'm putting you back in the field."

"Can I ask why I haven't been out?"

Maggie finished signing her sections and turned the form to her detective. "Gordon was directed by Batman to have you on desk duty until further notice. I thought he knew something I didn't, so I didn't question him. With the death of Bruce Wayne, there's bound to be more crime as someone tries to become the new millionaire of the city, so I'm putting you back out there."

"I can't- I'm not involved in anything."

"I know, but I wasn't sure if someone had your number."

"And no one thought it was convenient to tell me?"

"I wasn't about to argue with Batman or Jim."

"Thank you, Mags."

"Hey, while you get that through, can you check on the drunk tank?"

"Of course."

She descended the building by the art nouveau-style elevator and took her forms to admin. Once they began processing her work, Renee went to the holding cell and stopped at the one that reeked of alcohol. She pulled out their files and read through the names.

"Warren Darhk, Quentin Xolo, and Katherine Kane, you're released, fill these out at the front desk," she informed them as she passed them their paperwork. Montoya paused as Kane passed her. "Hey, didn't you used to date-"

"Probably, thank you."

While Renne found her place again at work, her partner was going through the PR crisis of her mentor's death. The moment she walked in, she found that Lucius had made quick work of Bruce's office. The floor and desk were littered with file boxes as he went through every document. The shredder worked overtime as she walked in.

"What can I do?"

Fox glanced in her general direction and beckoned her over. "I have a press hearing soon, and I'd like you to be there. No one else here knew him like us."

"You want a familiar face?"

"Yes."

"Do I need to be in view of the cameras? I don't want my dad worrying about me, you know."

"Of course, I understand."

"When's the meeting?"

"In fifteen," he informed her with a check of his watch. "Grayson and Drake will be at his estate as we go over his will, I hope you'll be there."

"I need to do my patrol anyway."

"We'll try to keep it brief then."

"Who's taking over?"

"We're not sure yet, that's kind of what I'm looking for now. I know I went over it with him, but I let Bruce decide until the last moment who he wanted to take over. We had a list, which included a few trusted friends, but he stated that his personal wealth and the business would become separate entities after his death." He shrugged in temporary defeat. "I can finish this later, let's go."

She followed Fox to the press room where reporters crowded the podium as close as security would allow. The bulk of them, she could see, poured out of the room and into the neighboring lobby. Barbara squeezed her way to the side of the room as Lucius took the stand. The room went from bustling to deathly silent in moments.

He recited the press statement in a somber tone and revealed the information he had told Barbara. The room grew unsettled as they processed the company's future. Fox then collected his papers and ended the briefing, refusing to answer any questions. Barbara bolted for the door and flashed her employee badge to the security guard before they sealed the passage.

"What was that?" she asked.

"What do you mean?"

"I thought press briefings included answering the public's questions?"

"We're a private company, Ms. Gordon," he firmly stated. "And that's as much as I know. I'm not going to give anyone false hopes or baseless predictions. I'll give them the facts."

She took a moment as they walked in silence. "You didn't want to hear the dirt they had on Bruce?"

Fox shrugged, "Nobody's perfect, the world doesn't need to know that just yet."

"Isn't the point of the briefing to get ahead of controversies?"

"That's an impossible goal, never hire anyone who makes that kind of promise to you." Once they made it to the safety of the office, Fox began sorting through Bruce's illustrious life. "What are your thoughts on leading the Bat Family?"

"You're kidding, right?"

"I'm not in the mood, kid."

"I don't think I'm ready just yet. Besides, Dick would be a better fit. He's worked with Bruce the longest, not to mention he knows how to take care of a city."

"Then he can mentor you until you're ready to lead the Family."

"The Family, I always thought it was so sweet that Bruce called it that."

"Yeah, he was such a sentimental guy."

"I know, so soft on the inside," she laughed. She found herself tearing up again and quickly brushed it off. "Man, I'll miss him."

"Me, too."

"I feel so bad."

"Why?"

"I was such a dick to Tim last night. I said there's a reason he's still Robin. I didn't know what was happening. Has he said what led up to that?"

"No."

"I want to go over the footage before I go out. Do you think you could collect that for me?"

"I'll see what I can do, but most of those cameras on Amusement Mile are out."

"I'll ask around then. Someone must have seen something."

Barbara began contacting her father through Bruce's mantle while Fox finished boxing and shredding the various items. The day closed out solemnly, but it felt unfinished especially as she left her desk. Her routine of checking in with Bruce and maybe having an argument about her status as a hero was over. Her mentor was gone and whatever she had learned from him would have to carry on as awkwardly as it may come through. Barbara logged out of her desktop and took a taxi to Wayne Manor after messaging Renee about her absence.

Somehow, the lonesome Wayne Manor seemed gloomier than usual. The rooms were left unlit as they were led to Bruce's study. It was a private room they had each seen on two occasions, the presentation of their suit and their first major mistake. Barbara recalled being brought to his estate after a run-in during her time foolishly investigating her father's cases like she had some stupid point to prove, he seemed so inviting despite his intimidating alter-ego. He promised to teach her how to defend herself and in return, she would represent Batgirl. Looking back, she thought he was so old but it was just the way he carried himself as he was no more than twenty-four at the time. The second time she saw the room was during her third year as Batgirl after she killed Blacksun. It was a mistake, no doubt about it, but Bruce was only trying to check in, not intimidate or deride her. He cared so deeply for each of them that even when they got cocky or had a bad night, he was always there in and out of his alter-ego.

It sunk in again how gone he was as they stood around like students in the principal's office.

Lucius stood beside his boss's chair and played a video on his laptop. Bruce sat center frame in a formal suit as he greeted everyone he assumed would be present.

"I know this is sudden, but Alfred and Lucius will handle my finances and estate. Gotham is still counting on you to function as a family, so please do not fight. If I die, it's not anyone's fault and there was nothing to prevent it. I only hope that no one else went with me." He took a deep breath as he read the paper before him. "I was hoping to omit these parts, but if you're seeing this, it means I didn't get the chance to tell you. Dick, I always saw you as my little brother and I couldn't be prouder of the man you have become. It was my plan to give you Batman when I was older, but I know you are prepared now to take on the mantle of Gotham's Protector. Tim, you will become Red Robin. A suit has already been fitted for you. I planned to reveal it after your third year, but the city will need to fear you now." He took another breath and smiled, "Barbara, I know how much the company means to you and with me gone, I want you to advance your career, so upon my death, you will become the Chief Brand Officer of Wayne Enterprises, a new position you told me about to get me into the 21st century. On another note, I want you to get in contact with my cousin, Kate Kane. She knows about everything, but I need her to get into fighting shape again." Alfred handed her an envelope. "As for my wealth, a trust fund has been set up for each of you to be accessed once you turn twenty-five and the rest is going to good causes across the globe. The Manor will remain with Alfred so you may have access to the cave. Thank you for everything. Really, you are my family and I don't use that term lightly."

"Except at company gatherings," Barbara predicted.

"Except at company gatherings," he confirmed as the video ended.

Gordon began laughing even as the others turned to her with concern. Tears started tracking down her face as her laughs turned to sobs. Tim tightly embraced her and joined in her moment too as he cried into her shoulder. Dick wiped away a few tears as he tried to hold himself together until his brother yanked him into the hug, too. After a long cry, Barbara let go of her brothers.

"I'm sorry, Tim," she immediately said.

"You're fine, I'm surprised we didn't cry earlier."

"No, not about that, about what I said last night. That was completely out of line. I shouldn't have said that to you."

"You're not wrong, though. Last night, I did deserve to be a Robin," he tearfully admitted.

"No, you deserve to be the one who promotes Robin."

"Gee, thanks," Dick jibed.

"As if you'd want to be Robin again, red doesn't really suit you."

"You're right, blue goes with my eyes."

"Ugh," she laughed. "We should probably go back to our jobs." She tapped the letter against her hand, "I'm going to check out Kane, can you guys take over for me until I get back?"

"Yeah."

Barbara gathered herself and took Wayne's private car to the address. It took her to the darker corner of Gotham where she used to live before Renee's promotion. She left the chauffeur in the car and approached the derelict building. She rang the bell beside Kate's placard, but when no one buzzed her in, she looked at the address beside her name and went in search of the fire escape. Once spotted, Barbara scaled the building to her flat's level and discreetly looked in each window until she saw someone who matched Kate's picture.

She found a woman with striking red hair sprawled across the couch. Barbara harshly knocked on the window to no avail and yanked open the window to slip through. She then went through her cupboards to find a large enough container to fill with cold water which she threw on Kane. Katherine nearly jumped out of her skin at the rude awakening.

"Kate?" Gordon interrogated her.

Immediately, Kate tried to tackle her guest in a clumsy display of self-defensive instincts but landed face-first on the hard linoleum when Barbara successfully evaded her attack. "What do you want with me?"

"Do you have coffee?" she casually asked as she searched her pantry.

"Bottom shelf for the pot, don't use the tap, I have water in the fridge. The grounds are next to the thing, microwave." Kate decided to try again, "What do you want?"

"Bruce is dead."

She began to laugh mockingly, "No, really, what do you want."

Once she finished pouring water into the pot, Barbara faced her, "Bruce is dead and he sent me to you."

"What?"

"He wants me to reactivate Batwoman, but I don't know if that's really possible."

Kate only scoffed in agreement as she went to her closet. Hidden behind the broken panel was a tattered red and black suit with a binder on a shelf. "Do you know much about her?"

"I remember her when I was a kid, but I no, not much."

"She was Bruce or Batman's other half before Robin." Kate tossed the binder to her guest. "But Batwoman has been a disgrace to Gotham."

Barbara started flipping through the pages. As she said, the first page was a newspaper clipping revealing the late exoneration of a man who was put on death row. The next page details a villain let go by Batwoman named Alice, lambasting her after the high number of casualties. The next clipping was eerily similar as it described a villain named Nocturna who terrorized the Gotham borough they were currently in.

"I don't want to return to her," Kate suddenly voiced. "The innocent man was enough to turn me away, but Nocturna was something else. That was it for me, I couldn't continue on knowing that I was the reason all of those people died." She took the cup of coffee offered to her. "Before Dick, I was Bruce's emotional compass, but that also got me into trouble. And now, here I am. You know, Batwoman saved me from me so many times, but after that night, I had nothing left to give her."

"So you abandoned her?"

"Gotham didn't need or want me, they had Batman and Robin." Kate took the binder back and pulled out the suit. "Here, find someone more worthy."

Barbara folded the tattered suit up and looked at the dark emblem. "I'm sorry we had to meet like this."

"You wouldn't have met me otherwise."

Gordon left the apartment and took the car back home. She was greeted by the inviting scent of chili and cornbread as her partner watched some show on the couch.

"Oh, you waited for me?" Barbara sentimentally stated.

"No, but the cornbread's in the oven and chili's on the stove."

"Thank you."

"How was everything today?"

"Weird without Bruce. Reporters are vultures, though," she added.

"I could have told you that. Do you know what's going to become of the company?"

"It's going to be business as usual as far as I'm concerned. Lucius Fox is taking over until they can figure out who will take Bruce's place if anyone will take his place." She sat beside her with her meal, breaking up the cornbread to mix with her stew. "I got a promotion. Nothing's been officially announced, but Bruce is making me Chief Brand Officer."

"What's that?"

"It's like a CMO, but I'm in charge of things like the company's philosophy and direction."

"So, well paying?"

"I won't know yet, I'd assume so, you know being a secretary and all, but Bruce did pay me very well. Honestly, I hadn't even thought of the pay/"

"This deserves a celebration, Babs!" Renee vaulted over the couch for the fridge where she pulled out a chilled bottle of sangria. She pulled out their mugs and rejoined her partner. "Well, congratulations on the promotion!"

"Thanks. What about your day?" she asked as she poured their drinks. "Anything interesting?"

"I'm off desk duty, apparently that was a thing I was unaware of. The big man himself did it."

"The big man?"

"You know, Batman. He asked that I be put on desk duty for the past, like three months. Since Bruce passed away, Maggie thinks we'll need all hands on deck, so I'm back in the field."

"So that means you may get called away at night?"

"Yeah, hopefully, that means we'll come home at the same time," she jibed.

"Yeah."

"Not funny?"

"Not really, no, but very true."

Renee's phone began to buzz, "Like right now. Should I tell them I'm already drunk?"

"Probably shouldn't push your luck on the first night back?"

"Save it for me?" she requested before answering the phone.

Barbara placed the mug and bottle in the fridge while she started packing away the chili. As much as she wanted to spend quality time with Renee, she had another job to do, so once Renee excused herself from the apartment, Barbara suited up and began her patrol of Gotham.

She messed with her comm a little before she was connected to the Batcave, "Batgirl checking in, do you read me, over?"

Alfred immediately responded, "We read you, over."

"Good, I'm going to start my round at Amusement Mile, how has the activity been?"

"Busy. I'll send Red Robin and Batman to your location. What's your ETA?"

"Fifteen minutes," she gauged as she soared through the sky.

The night seemed exceptionally quiet in Gotham despite the constant sirens and conversations, there was a sense of loss across the city that was felt even in the dark alleyways. Even Arkham City felt off as she crossed the open ocean. She finally arrived at Amusement mile to an odd scene. She spotted Harley Quinn in the distance speaking hysterically with Poison Ivy, not that Barbara could blame her for her current state. Around her were goons dressed in the Sionis Crime Family's colors. From her vantage point, she could see the back of Black Mask's head as he stood cockily by. Soon, however, he became livid and angrily approached Harley before dropping to his knees and presenting a badge to her. Barbara whipped her bat-niculars out to peer at it, but Quinn swiped it before she got a good look.

Over her ear, Dick began to speak, "Batgirl, we're just southeast of your location, be there in a few seconds."

"Copy you. Black Mask, Quinn, and Ivy are at the location. They have backup, no illegal activity."

"Copy you, Batgirl, we'll use caution."

She continued to watch on as closely as she could until the boys reached her. She pointed to Harley, "Black Mask gave her some badge, but I didn't catch what it was. He also gave it to her on his knees."

Dick pulled out his binoculars to peer at the scene as well. "Well, the only illegal thing I see here is Harley, I didn't realize she got out again."

"I think record time, too," Tim joked.

"So how do we plan to take them out?"

Dick quickly played out the various routes in his head. "I'll go ahead and distract them. Batgirl, you take Poison Ivy and Tim I want you to get Harley. Once they're distracted, I can get Black Mask and his men. Regroup after you've handled your person. We ready?"

When he received an affirmative nod from both heroes, he jumped from the rooftop and landed just like his mentor behind the villain. He decided it best to stay quiet and instead waited for them to react to him. Harley was the first to announce his arrival and Poison Ivy immediately reacted by pushing two large plants up from the ground as her defense.

"What are you doing here B-Man, I thought you'd be dead?" Quinn demanded.

Dick cocked his head to the side and continued to watch them carefully.

"Short on words tonight?" Black Mask inquired.

Dick looked directly at him, too.

"Okay, now I'm getting freaked out, freak bat," Ivy hissed at him.

He looked at the gadgets on his forearm and summoned the Bat drone to take out Black Mask's goons. In a mess of smoke and shots, the gang members were subdued and Dick disappeared into the night again. Suddenly, Batgirl and Red Robin pounced from the shadows to take their opponents by surprise.

Barbara used the blades on her forearm to slice through the plants before she swept Ivy up over her shoulder. With a swift drop, she slammed her opponent to the ground. Poison Ivy viciously cursed at her before regaining her composure enough to trap Barbara in the vice grip of her vines. They wrapped around her arms and core and slammed her against a wall that crumbled after the impact.

Ivy approached her swiftly and assessed her. "You're definitely you, but that is not Batman."

Barbara quickly headbutted her and ripped the vines off with all of her might. Since she only managed to break one arm free, she tossed a few distracting explosives in her direction and managed to burst out of the vines. They searched frantically for her as she disappeared from Ivy's vision. Batgirl flanked her from the left and quickly clamped a dampening collar around her neck. After the device was locked, the vines receded back into the cracked cement.

Poison Ivy resorted to melee attacks, swinging well-placed strikes to her opponent's face and liver, but Batgirl stunned her with her cape before sweeping her legs out from under her. Barbara straddled her lower back as she handcuffed her. Swiftly, she carried Ivy over her shoulder to the batmobile. Once she was dealt with, Barbara joined Dick in dealing with Black Mask.

"Roman's a dangerous opponent, Batgirl," she heard someone crackle through her comm.

She tried to decipher the voice and ultimately asked, "Kate, what are you up to?"

"I needed to be sure you weren't fucking with me. Thank you by the way."

"I didn't do anything."

"No, you did, so thank you," Kane sincerely stated. "Roman's mask makes it hard for him to see peripheral objects. He's also obsessed with his face, you remove the mask, you remove his power."

"So how do I do that? He'll hear a Batarang from a mile away?" she asked as she dodged a few bullets.

"Make fun of him," she advised. "Talk about his stupid tie."

"Okay," she chuckled. "Um, Batman, when Roman turns around, I want you to knock his mask off of his face."

"Got it," he agreed.

"Hey Roman," she called out to him, "what's with the tie? Makes your head look like a balloon!"

Black Mask whipped around to face her and fired his gun so Barbara dove behind the batmobile. Dick whipped a Batarang at his head, sending him flying to the ground. Batgirl quickly went back to him and removed his mask before handcuffing him. When he was roused again, Roman began kicking and squirming around. Barbara dragged him by his feet until he was under an awning. She tied his feet together and hung him upside down from the roof.

She began detaining his goons until the police arrived with the help of Arkham Asylum and the Bat Family began helping load up the criminals.

"Hey, can we get your statement," Renee Montoya approached the trio with a pad of paper.

"We don't give statements," Tim informed her.

"Just anything you saw, we're building a case to put these three away."

"Roman gave Quinn a badge but we didn't see what it was. Poison Ivy was mostly not involved until we came," Dick explained.

"Perfect, we'll try to find it on her, then. Thank you." The three heroes disappeared into the night again to find a place to speak. Dick was the first to talk, "I'll watch over the city and make sure the handoff goes smoothly. You two are free to return to the cave."

"Thank you, I need to talk with Kate anyway, so I'll watch from mission control," she promised.

"I think I'll watch over Arkham a bit more, I'll let you know if I need help," Tim explained.

Barbara took off, "Hey Kate, can you meet me at the Panessa Studios Location?"

"Yeah, I'll be there in fifteen," she confirmed.

Barbara waited patiently from a vantage point until she spotted her lost family member by the entrance. She swooped down to greet her and brought her to the proper level to enter the cave.

"Thank you for coming out here," she graciously nodded.

"This is new, I like it," she commented as he walked around the small control center. "Are we connected to home base?"

"Yeah, this is an emergency location. So, you decided to join?"

"I did. Not gonna lie, I kind of missed it, but I think I prefer helping you guys over fighting."

"Nothing says I still couldn't get you into fighting shape?"

"We'll take it one step at a time, Little Gordon."

"Well, thank you, you made Roman an easy adversary."

"No need to use big words, I'm a civ," she joked.

"Since this isn't too far from your current place, you can stay here, I'll get you the proper access codes, and…" Barbara trailed off as she typed away on the computer. "You'll also have easier access to us when we're in the field. Dick's Heading to Arkham Asylum and Tim's patrolling in A.C., so I'll let them know- or you could with…" she searched the field of buttons for the correct switch. "This notifies everyone suited up. And this one notifies us individually."

"It's so weird being back, last time I saw Dick, he was still in high school."

Barbara glanced at the computer's clock, "I should get going, but Panessa, the clocktower on Bleake, and of course Bruce's Office are the closest locations to Arkham City and Asylum."

"Okay, thanks, Gordon."

"Call me Barbara, Gordon makes me feel like my dad."

She left the cave for her apartment. Once she was on the fire escape, Barbara changed out of her uniform to civilian clothes and entered through the window. She had luckily arrived well before her partner so cleaned up a little. After an hour, Renee returned exhausted.

"I'm surprised you're still up?"

"I went to sleep, but I kept waking up."

"Oh, I'm sorry."

"No, you're good. Gave me a chance to tidy up the apartment. How'd work go, what'd they need you for?"

"Oh, a major update on a case. We had to track them down and wait for Batman to deal with it."

"You got to see Batman?"

"Yeah, I saw Batgirl, too and it looked like Robin got a new suit."

"Good, He looked so awkward in that old one," Barbara commented.

"Weird question, but have you ever hidden anything big from me? The whole desk duty thing's got me thinking over some stuff."

"Only if it's a surprise like after that major bust you had."

"That was really nice. I was curious, I just don't understand why Batman and your dad would put me on desk duty?"

"I can always as him, but he's always hush-hush about his business with that guy."

"It's like they're dating," she joked.

Barbara laughed along with her before they ended the night. Renee stayed up even after her partner went to bed to finish up a few notes. As she sat at the dining room table, she noticed a bizarre question mark spotlight shine in the air. Initially, she mistook it for the Riddler's insignia, but after it traced her initials in the sky, Montoya grew worried. She closed the blinds and joined her partner in bed, placing her badge and items on her nightstand. Placed neatly at the front was a letter addressed to her in unfamiliar handwriting.

Barbara woke up later than usual as Renee already left for work, leaving behind a meager breakfast for her partner. After finishing up, she had a moment of pause. Her new promotion meant having to learn on the job and Lucius insinuated that she'd become the leader of the Bat Family, something else she felt extremely underqualified for. Barbara arrived at work and immediately went to her normal spot, as usual, entering the office to greet whoever would be there. At Bruce's desk, she found Lucius speaking with Kate. She'd cleaned up a bit but still looked disheveled, in a sleek business suit that made her look like a real Wayne.

She nodded at Barbara as a greeting, "Did Bruce assign anyone to you after his death?"

"Not that I know of. I assumed Dick would take on most of his enemies and we'd pick up the slack. So, are you going to take over for Bruce here?"

"No, I'm only here for that reason. While I'm here though, can I show her to her new office?" she asked Fox. Once she earned a nod, Kate preceded by grabbing a few empty file boxes, "Come on, I'll help you pack your stuff."

They started placing her knick-knacks and supplies before scanning through her official papers. Once everything was sorted, they carried her box down the hallway until they came upon a door with a placard of her name. Kate moved out of the way to let in. It was a nice office, not like Bruce's, and it had a view of Arkham and the surrounding ocean.

Kate passed her and placed the boxes on her long desk. "Close the door, please." She retrieved a letter from her inner jacket pocket. "You are no longer one of Bruce's disciples, you are your own person. Inside are two candidates he was researching to replace you."

"Replace me?"

She approached the computer to set up her account and mess with a few settings. "Yes, not to worry, he was planning to give you Batwoman when he thought you were ready. There's Stephanie Brown and Cassandra Cain." She beckoned her over, "Come here." Kate moved out of her way, "So this is set up just like Bruce's office. In this room, Lucius and I have put in a spare suit and gadgets. Just as a warning, now that you have your own office, people are going to be curious."

"So, be aware of those around me?"

"Exactly."

"I'm going to leave you be, so just let me or Lucius know if you have any questions."

"Okay, thank you, Kate."

"No problem, again, you saved me," she reminded her on her way out.

Now alone, Barbara took a minute to take in the view. She opened the windows and looked out at Arkham. Her gaze traveled around the beautiful landscape as it fell to the monstrous buildings of Gotham. She wondered if this is how Bruce felt every time he looked upon the city if he felt the immense pressure of the people's hopes and fears on his shoulders. Barbara looked over the letter again as she considered the two candidates.

Cassandra seemed to be the better bet as she was older and had previous training. She was however a displaced teen, so Barbara needed to track her down. Logging into her new computer, she began playing with the features until she could track the teen.

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[ID: the first photo is a graphic calling to boycott the character Sabra (Ruth Bat-Seraph) from Marvel. There's two panels of the comic book character and the actress on it. Text reads: ‘Sabra is a Pro-Israel Propaganda character, her whole comic existance is based on protecting the enthostate of Israel. She is a Anti-Palestinian, Anti-Arab & Islamophobic character. Marvel Studios has ignored fans speaking out against Sabra and calling for Marvel to remove the character from the movie. Israeli actress Shira Haas is set to portray Sabra in Captain America: New World Order. She has shared Pro-Israel posts even during the Genocide of the Palestinians.’ Underneath the info is a section to contact Marvel. They follow:

Media Relations E-Mail: Ms-comms@marvelstudios.com Marvel Entertainment General Phone: #212-576-4000 https://www.facebook.com/Marvel/ https://www.instagram.com/marvel https://marvelentertainment.tumblr.com/ https://www.youtube.com/marvel Twitter/X: @marvel @marvelstudios @captainamerica @disney @disneystudios

The photos following in the original post is mostly comic book panels depicting how this character is used as propaganda. They are described under the cut of this post. The photos after the edit are three tweets from @MCUFilmNews, all from 2024. On February 28th it was announced the actress Shira Haas wasn't listed in the cast according to US Copyright Offices and that the film is set to have reshoots.

However, on April 11th, it was tweeted the actress remains in the role and her character has been changed to be a member of the U.S. government, according to Entertainment Weekly. The accompanying photo is a screenshot from the article that reads: ‘Ross isn't the only throwback to The Incredible Hulk. Not counting Shira Haas as Ruth, a member of the U.S. Government, Liv Tyler is back playing Ross' daughter, Betty, while Tim Blake Nelson reprises Samuel Sterns, a.k.a. the Leader, who was last seen being taken into S.H.I.E.L.D. custody after Banner's blood caused him to mutate in that 2008 movie. Mackie doesn't believe Marvel fans need to rewatch The Incredible Hulk to prepare for Brave New World.’ The third photo shows future McDonald's toys for the movie, which includes one for Ruth.

On July 10th @/cosmic_marvel tweeted: ‘Ruth/Sabra has reportedly not been cut from 'CAPTAIN AMERICA: BRAVE NEW WORLD'. She is said to be ”very much a lead in this.”’ @/hernandy_s quote tweeted: ‘Friendly reminder that the woman who plays her was exempt from joining the IDF and decided to enroll anyways. We're dealing with true evil here.’

The next photo is an excerpt from the Shira Haas' Wikipedia page, which reads: “She attended the Thelma Yellin High School of Arts in Givatayim, Israel, majoring in theatre, before completing a short period of volunteer service in the Israel Defense Forces' (IDF) performance theatre unit, despite being medically exempted from mandatory conscription.” END ID]

The comic panels follow:

The Incredible Hulk (1968) #256: The cover of the comic. It features the character Sabra—who is a woman with curly brown hair and who wears a white headband that has a Star of David in the center and white leotard that has two stripes of blue at the waist, her sleeve cuffs, and at her calves. On her chest is a large, blue Star of David and it connects her billowing cape to her costume. Her entire costume is meant to resemble the colors and design of the Israeli flag. In the cover, she's angrily flying at the Hulk while shooting out ‘energy quills’—which is meant to be the deadliest antipersonnel designed by the Israeli Secret Angent program. They're designed to paralyze the nervous system of any organism instantaneously. Hulk is crouched in rubble and is drawing a hand up to block the quills. He was kneeling in front of a small, malnourished Palestinian boy who was just murdered by a bomb. Text on the cover reads: “Power and peril in the promised land!”

Marvel Atlas (2008) #2: A page from the comic focusing on Israel. It shows the Israeli flag and location on the map above a long list of information. It follows:

OFFICIAL NAME: State of Israel (Medinat Yisra'el) POPULATION: 6,426,000 CAPITAL CITY: Jerusalem GOVERNMENT: Parliamentary democracy MAJOR LANGUAGES: Hebrew, Arabic, English MONETARY UNIT: New Israeli shekel MAJOR RESOURCES: Timber, potash, copper, clay, cement, chemicals, natural gas, nuclear energy, phosphates, agriculture, tobacco, construction, plastics, textiles, footwear, fiber optics, aviation technology, communications technology, computer technology, medical electronics.

NATIONAL DEFENSE: Israel Defense Forces, Israel Naval Forces and Israel Air Force. Intelligence provided by the Military Intelligence Directorate and Mossad. INTERNATIONAL RELATIONS: Member of Interpol, the United Nations (UN), UNESCO, the World Health Organization and the World Trade Organization. Major economic ally of Belgium, China, Germany, Switzerland and the USA. In 1967, Israel fought "The Six-Day War" with Egypt, Jordan and Syria. The country's primary superhuman agent Sabra (Ruth Bat-Seraph) has been loaned to the UK and USA in times of crisis; in turn, the X-Men and X-Factor have cooperated with the Israeli government. EXTRATERRESTRIAL RELATIONS: The godly Nauda of the Silver Hand sent a construct to Jerusalem to absorb power from the people's emotions, but the construct was destroyed by the Young Gods. The Silver Surfer (Norrin Radd) once passed through Israel's borders. Lilandra Neramani and other members of the Shi'ar came to Israel to assist the X-Men in halting Legion (David Haller). Uatu and other Watchers visited Israel at the same time to observe Legion's actions.

NONHUMAN POPULATION: None known. DOMESTIC SUPERHUMANS: The Arabian Knight (Navid Hashim) is a Palestinian who left Israel to enter the service of the Saudi Arabian government. Brightsword (Carter Dyam) is a former member of the Israel Defense Forces, and lost his father in the Six-Day War, he was selected to become one of the Young Gods, examples of the best of humanity, and was presented to the enigmatic Celestials, causing them to judge in favor of humanity's continued existence. Mutant hero Sabra is the country's premiere super hero and an agent of Mossad, motivated to combat terror after the tragic death of her son Jacob. Windstorm was another superhuman agent who gained her powers from Sabra, but became an anarchist and had to be defeated by Sabra. Messiah (David Kessler) possessed magical powers that he believed were angelic in nature, but upon learning he was powered by demons and working their will, he killed himself to stop them. Gretta Rabin is the young daughter of a member of legislature, and possesses powerful psychic abilities; she is possibly destined to enable the rise to power of a future dictator. Legion was the son of Charles Xavier, and like his father was a powerful mutant telepath; Legion absorbed the psyches of others into his mind, developing new powers for each of his multiple personalities.

PROMINENT CITIZENS: Mossad agent Rachel Goldberg participated in a mission to the USA to determine if Mendell Stromm was supplying robots to Palestinian terrorists. Benjamin Abramov was a government agent who alerted Moon Knight (Marc Spector) to the danger posed by Nimrod Strange's Slayers Elite, immediately before being assassinated by Strange's agent Master Sniper, Abramov was survived by his wife Anna. Jordana Altman, an agent of Mossad is another ally of Moon Knight. Wild Rose (Rose Kugel) is an elite Mossad agent who has fought terrorists worldwide, often as an ally of the Punisher (Frank Castle). Racha Meyer was a member of the Defense Forces who encountered the Living Mummy (N'Kantu). Hayyan Zarour was a prominent Palestinian leader who was briefly held hostage by Dr. Octopus (Otto Octavius) while touring the USA. Major Bathsheva Joseph was an agent of SHIELD and later Worldwatch, but died as the result of a time travel adventure with War Machine (James Rhodes). Max Meer was the son of US ambassadors based in Jerusalem, and was mistaken by Achilles for a prophesied future dictator; the true threat was Gretta Rabin. Daniel Shomron operated a psychiatric hospital near Haifa, and was tragically slain by terrorists. Gabrielle Haller was one of Shomron's patients, and became the mother of Legion, Charles Xavier's son; she later became an ambassador to the USA, advisor to the UN Security Council, and advocate for Magneto. SUPERHUMAN RESIDENTS: The mutants Magneto and Charles Xavier lived in Israel for a time prior to either one becoming rallying figures for mutantkind; they assisted Daniel Shomron in his therapy work. Magneto's clone Joseph stayed at Beersheba while questing to learn his true identity.

DOMESTIC CRIME: Have difficulties with drug trafficking. INTERNATIONAL CRIME: The terrorists of al-Qaeda and Hydra (including their agent Catalyst) and Nimrod Strange's Slayers Elite (Jou-Jouka, Kareesh-Bek, Sumaro) have been active in Israel; the Palestine Liberation Organization were formerly designated terrorists. The Hulk (Bruce Banner) fought with the military during a joumey through Tel Aviv; later, Achilles of the Pantheon attempted to murder Max Meer in Jerusalem, bringing the Hulk to Israel once again. The mutant criminals Avalanche (Dominikos Petrakis), Mystique (Raven Darkholme) and Sabretooth (Victor Creed) as well as the Neo-Nazi Baron von Blimp and Operation: Zero Tolerance's Prime Sentinels have been active in Israel.

HISTORY: In ancient times, the land of Israel was the promised land of the Jewish peoples. However, from 70–1948 the country was known as Palestine, and run in succession by Romans, Byzantines, Arabs, Christian crusaders and Ottoman Turks. Jews began to immigrate to Palestine in 1882; immigrants increased in numbers during World War Il due to the massacres in Nazi– and USSR–occupied territories, and the state of Israel was finally established in 1948. Israel has been in conflict with virtually all of its neighbors at one time or another, although the United Nations (and USA in particular) have come to its aid. Israel made itself one of the premier nations in the hunt for Nazi war criminals, and continues to press searches for men such as Baron Wolfgang von Strucker. Strife between the Israeli and Palestinian groups has led to many violent military reprisals, terrorist bombings, local and international interventions.

Marvel Fandom Wiki: a screenshot of the page for Palestine. Text reads: “Palestine was the name of the land of Israel from 70 to 1948. In the Modern Age, Palestine is composed of two separate territories: Gaza: A thin strip of land, bordered at south-west by Egypt, at north-west by the Mediterranean Sea, and from north-east to south-east by Israel. The West Bank: A territory borded at south, west, and north by Israel, at east by Jordan. Palestine and Israel are in conflict, which led to many violent military and terrorist events, along with local and international interventions.”

The Incredible Hulk (1968) #256: A panel from the comic showing Sabra in her civilian life, which is as a cop. She quickly changes into her costume as her thought bubbles read: ‘The military are in no shape to go after The Hulk. That leaves me to stop the monster before he menaces the rest of Tel Aviv! Not as policewoman Ruth Ben-Sera, of course... But as Sabra, super heroine of the State of Israel!’ As she takes off flying, narration boxes reads: “Quilled cape streaming behind her, the female fury soars into the skies of Tel Aviv! She is determined to preserve her homeland from the ravages of The Hulk!” When she announced her name, there was an asterisk for an editor's note. It reads: “The word Sabra denotes a Native-Born Israeli, the name derived from an indigenous form of fruit—a prickly pear possessed of a sweet interior, and a spiny outer surface to protect it from it's enemies.”

A photo of a prickly pear cactus that has fruit growing on it in the Golan Heights. Linked article from the original post [here].

A black and white photo from the Sabra and Shatila Massacre. In it, people look at corpses of the victims to try and find their relatives. The photo is focused on one woman looking down at a wrapped body, a hand to her mouth in a sob as other people behind her do the same. Linked article [here].

The Incredible Hulk (1968) #256: Multiple pages of the comic. In it, The Hulk has transformed back into Bruce Banner. He watches a young Palestinian boy as he thinks, ‘Where in heaven's name has The Hulk brought me to this time?! I remember him wanting to get out—away from The States—to someplace where he'd find peace! Somehow I don't think this is what my alter-ego had in mind!’ But his speculation is suddenly cut off as a merchant cries out, “Stop! Thief!”

A young Palestinian boy is running with a watermelon tucked under his arm. The narration boxes read: ‘The watermelon is almost as big as the hunger of the Arab youth who has filched it. Unfortunately, his frail limbs are unequal to the task of making off with his ill-gotten gains.” Bruce stares at the starving boy for a second, instantly recognizing himself in him, before hiding him in the shadows. He calls out, “That way! The kid ran that way!” and points in an opposite direct to the angry mob that was chasing him. With the child safe, they introduce themselves as they eat the watermelon together.

The boy says his name is Sahad before telling Bruce that he's strange for an American. When asked why, Sahad tells him, “Most Americans are rich! They carry cameras and big pocketbooks that small hands can reach into!” Bruce, slightly amused, asks if he's a pickpocket. Sahad responds, “Sometimes. It's very hard to be an Arab in Israel. Both my people and the Israelis say that this land is theirs. They could share it, but two very old books tell them they must kill each over it. Me, I don't read books. I look for work, and when there is no work at the big hotels running errands for the tourists, I pick their pockets—or beg.” He approaches a man with open hands and calls out, “Alms, sir! Alms for the poor! My old mother has not eaten all week, sir!” The man drops shekels in his small hands while grumbling, “Little begger!” Sahad tells him, “Yes, sir! Thank you, Sir!” Bruce questions if he's being honest about his starving mother and fifteen sisters, to which Sahad dismisses. He offers Bruce more to eat, leaving the man sitting where they were as he goes into a café.

While Sahad is walking away, Bruce thinks, ‘Sahad and I have some things in common... No families, no security. But that's where it stops. No one's hunting him. No one hates him. No one's trying to hurt him. The lucky kid doesn't have a care in the world...’ His thoughts are cut short when a large explosion happens in the room Sahad went into, causing Bruce to scream out for him. The bomb reduced the cafe to rubble as the terrorists point guns at survivors. One declares, “In the name of Arab Sovereignty over these lands, we deal retribution to those who would steal from us! Quickly, brothers! The Israeli military will soon arrive!” Another racist caricature yells out, “Slay any who yet live!” as off panel, Bruce transforms back into The Hulk due to seeing the corpse of Sahad.

Later in the comic, Sabra is attacking Hulk. She shoots her energy quills at him, causing him to stumble from feeling weak. However, at seeing Sahad again, he yells out, “Boy was Hulk's friend! Boy fed Hulk! Now boy is dead! Hulk came here to get away from death, but all Hulk has found is more fighting! Is whole world crazy?! Is there nowhere Hulk can go to find peace?!” He takes the small body of the murdered child and leaps away, police shooting at him. Sabra thinks, ‘The terrorists with whom the creature was in league have been arrested! They will pay for their crime! But if this monster—This Hulk—thinks that he can unleash his savage strength upon the soil of Israel, and then escape with impunity... He must be taught the error of his ways!’ She chases him into the western desert, towards Jordan, as she internally speculates: ‘Why has The Hulk brought the boy's body here—to this godforsaken stretch of desert? Am I wrong in crediting the creature with that much intelligence? He seems pure savagery! Perhaps there is no motive to his madness?’

Once she reaches him, she calls out, “Hulk, I will speak to you in English—hear me! You have wreaked destruction beyond imagination since your arrival in our land! At first I thought you acted mindlessly—but, since you are in league with those Arab assassins I now suspect your presence was a carefully-planned diversion, devised by the terrorists to draw our military away from the scene of their crime! I charge you with complicity in their act of barbarous terrorism—and with the murder of that boy!” This accusation enrages The Hulk. He turns around and screams at her, “Huh? You say Hulk killed boy?! Liar! Boy was Hulk's friend! Boy died because— because...? Yes! Hulk knows! Hulk remembers! Hulk will tell you! Boy died because boy's people and yours both want to own land! Boy died because you wouldn't share! Boy died because of two old books that say his people and yours must fight and kill for land! Now boy is dead—but boy didn't even read books! Hulk came looking for peace—but there is no peace here!” As he shouts, he begins to cry before leaping off to leave.

She stands there as the narration reads, ‘For an instant, Sabra prepares to give chase. She is, after all, an Israeli super-agent... a soldier,’ she moves to kneel by the murdered child as the narration continues, ‘But she is also a woman, capable of feeling, capable of caring. It has taken The Hulk to make her see this dead Arab boy as a human being. It has taken a monster to awaken her own sense of humanity.’

Marvel Super Hero Contest of Champions (1982) #1–3: a multi panel sequence of Iron Man, Sabra, and Arabian Knight in a ghost town. They're there to fight several opponents together due to a bigger, overarching story. In these panels, they introduce themselves. Sabra tells Iron Man, “And I'm Sabra, of Israel! Like the spiny pear that is the symbol of the Israeli people from which I deprive my name—I am harsh to my enemies... Yet sweet to my friends!” Arabian Knight responds, “Bah! Whatever her powers, the Arabian Knight will not fight alongside a Jewess!” Iron Man asks him, “Is it her nationality—or the fact that Sabra's a woman that's bothering you, Knight? How can we hope to gain the prize when we're fighting both the Arab–Israeli conflict and the battle of the sexes at the same time?”

Sabra begins to fly away as she tells him, “Old enmities are not easily set aside, Iron Man.” Knight adds on, “I agree! And, since Sabra has gone to seek the prize her way—then too shall I seek it in mine!” He summons a flying carpet to ride away on.

Later in the comic, Arabian Knight is fighting Captain Britain on a rooftop as his carpet goes underneath Sabra, protecting her from a deadly fall. He calls out, “I trust you have landed safely, Israeli?” She angrily asks, “You mean you ordered your carpet to save me?” He replies, “We are teammates, are we not?” She shouts, “I would rather be dead than allied with you!” This distracts Knight, which allows Captain Britan to land several hits as he mocks, “Not very popular with the ladies, are you, Arab?”

The Incredible Hulk (1968) #279: a close-up panel of Sabra as she says, “As a monster, you taught me about humanity!”

Marvel Super-Heroes (1990) #6: a multi panel sequence of Israeli Anarchists in a house with the American Ambassador's son. A man shouts, “This makes no sense! They had us surrounded! Now they're... retreating?” A blonde woman, Windstorm, tells him, “She always works alone!” The man questions who she is talking about, causing Windstorm to elaborate, “Sabra—the one who gave me superpowers when I was near death! But she was a fool to believe I would use my newfound abilities to serve her precious state!” The man tells her that their agenda is to overthrow the country, not battle superheroes to which Windstorm replies, “Speak for yourself. Today is the day I kill Sabra!”

Sabra crashes through the wall and easily defeats the man before she orders Windstorm to step away from the child. The other woman shouts back, “Don't tell me what to do, Sabra! I'm not the lifeless junkie you found in an alley long ago. Having used your mutant ability to give me half your powers—you made me stronger than I'd ever dream! Strong enough to act on behalf of those who believe no government is better than the one we have!”

The Incredible Hulk (1968) #386–387: multi panel sequence of Sabra monologuing to The Hulk after thinking she's been defeated in battle. She says: “All right, monster. You've got me. Finish the job. But don't expect me to beg. The whole world thinks Israel is weak now. We waited for America to defend us from Saddam, and our pride was far more devastated than our cities. Violence against women here—it's becoming commonplace. Frustrated soldiers are beating their wives be-cause they had to stay their hand against Iraq, our anger eats away even at ourselves. So you take a message back to your American friends, monster. You tell them I died with honor. That Israelis fear no enemy. That our people will never again submit to the murderous tyranny—” Hulk cuts her off, telling her that she won. At her confusion, he repeats himself, “I said ‘you win.’ I surrender. I give up. I admit defeat. Hitting you further would be pointless. It's needless brutality, and besides...it probably wouldn't shut you up. Now would you please scrub your platitudes and listen for a minute...?”

The New Warriors (1990) #58–59: a multi panel sequence of Sabra harassing Batal, a Syrian Super-Agent. Batal has a gun pointed to his head by Vance Astrovik as she encourages him, “Go ahead... Shoot him. Shoot him dead.” Another New Warrior asks her, “Jeez! How can you say that so easily... so casually?” Sabra justifies, “As easily as they killed my son.” Vance lowers the gun as another agent apologizes for the ‘warm welcome’. He excuses, “For some reason, the file on you that I was shown didn't have your picture in it... and you looked a bit like those terrorists we just...” Batal snatches his gun back and holsters it as he sarcastically cuts the man off, “Yes, we all look alike, don't we?”

Later in the same comic, Sabra says she wants him no where near the Prime Minister despite Batal not doing anything to warrant her distrust. Vance, a Jewish man, has flashbacks to Sunday School and how a teacher turnt him away from religion. He thinks, ‘Guess Mrs. Rutstein's passive brand of Torah interpretation didn't sit well with other Jews, either... Especially Israelis.’ He suddenly asks Sabra how old was her son. She answers, “Six. He... looked quite a bit like you, actually... his eyes... his mouth... The Arabs killed him on his school bus. A bomb.” Batal yells out, “‘The Arabs’! It was the PLO who killed your son, witch, not ‘the Arabs’! We're sick of your generalizations—.” Sabra doubles down on her racism, “And we're sick of your terrorism! Every day, living in fear—”

Her rant is stopped short but she still utters, “Peace is all we've ever wanted,” before the group of heros, and Sabra, have to provide security at a peace conference. The agent tells them, “Right, kids, you know your positions. Warriors at the rear exits, Sabra and Batal up front. Sabra, take Rabin's side of the table, if it'll make you happy. Batal, that leaves you President Al-Assad. Have a ball. And stay alert... no matter how mind numbingly boring this gets.” The conference begins as everyone takes their seats. Batal whispers, “Well, Sabra? There's a Palestinian over there—aren't you going to push him out of his seat and claim it as your own?” Sabra, who literally had to have a speech by the Hulk to see a dead Palestinian child as human, replies, “I don't respond to child-killers.” Vance asks if they can just let it go but he's told by another Warrior to just forget it.

X-Men (1991) #67–69, 72–73: a close-up of Sabra as she says, “In my homeland, I am known as Sabra. I can only say that I am a mutant member of the Israeli Super Soldier Program... and that I have been trained by the Mossad. Iceman jokes, “Great. The world's deadliest intelligence agency. Does this mean you have to kill us now that you've said that?”

Marvel Encyclopedia, New Edition (2019): a Wikipedia page for the second incarnation of Arabian Knight, who's now portrayed by being a Palestinian Hero, Navid Hashim. His description reads: “Navid Hashim succeeded the original Arabian Knight (Abdul Qamar) when he was killed. Hashim is a Palestinian working for the Saudi Arabians. Alongside Union Jack, he prevented a terrorist attack on London, earning the grudging respect of Israeli hero Sabra. A highly trained fighter, Hashim wields a magical scimitar, and aided Red Hulk and Machine Man to defeat the Sultan Magus. A third Arabian Knight once fought the Black Panther in Wakanda.”

Union Jack #1–4: several multi panel sequences. In this version, Sabra's costume has been changed to be a dark blue body suit with long sleeves and matching pants, a white leotard, hip holsters, and a Star of David necklace. The comic begins with introductions of the team by Philip Gavin, the assistant director of the secret service organization. He says, “Allow me to introduce Sabra, who's on loan from Israel.” Union Jack responds, “I think we met before. You had a different costume.” She tells him, “I outfit myself according to the needs of my mission. As do you, I've noticed.” He corrects, “With me it's more about what's clean, actually.”

Gavin continues, “And the Saudis have sent their new Arabian Knight.” Another team member, Contessa Valentina, side eyes the Knight as she says, “Sabra and I have been meaning to talk to you about that, Gavin. With all due... respect—sending a Saudi to fight terrorists seems a bit like assigning Hugh Hefner to chaperone your daughter. Especially a brand-new operative we know nothing about.” The Arabian Knight, Navid Hashim, who's literally just been sitting there, responds, “I came here at the request of my government to help our friends, not to have my country's and my integrity questioned.” Sabra snaps, “There are no questions, just facts. Your rulers publicly denounce terrorism while funneling money to its bloodiest practitioners.” Navid defends himself from her accusations, “You dare? I have personally led strikes against the extremists, and lost good men doing so. I will not be slandered by the likes of you—”

Later in the comic, Union Jack asks the Knight how'd he happen to be in the area, to which he responds, “Security for a peace summit, as the woman was for the Israelis.” She then enters, saying their target hung up the phone. Contessa jokes, “No wonder. You sounded about as inviting as dental surgery.” Sabra tells her, “My country does not train its women as whores, Contessa. I am more accustomed to the role of a soldier.” Navid says, “Perhaps you should embrace the sacred role of wife and mother, as God intends.” Sabra grabs him by the throat, her fist drawn back in a punch as she shouts, “That ‘sacred role’ was taken from me when Palestinians ambushed a bus full of Israeli schoolchildren. My son among them. If we didn't need you—.” Union Jack sarcastically comments, “Brilliant. This lot'll kill each other before we ever see a terrorist—”

Later, the team is hypnotized to attack Union Jack. At being told he can distract them by turning them against their ‘natural enemies’, he taunts Sabra by saying he's never thought she'll “get cozy with an Arab” and that she's a “stupid cow” for trusting him. She then calls Navid a terrorist scum and attacks him. At the end of the comic, when everything is finally resolved, Sabra and Navid hold a tense silence before she tells him, “You fought well.” He tersely responds, “as did you,” before they both go their own ways.

Astonishing Tales (2009) #6: a panel of Sabra talking with her friend's teenage daughter, Yael. She tells the teenager, “You must be getting close to your mandatory military service.” Yael admits, “I am. To be honest, though, I'm a little nervous. My best friend graduated high school last year and joined the border guard... she was paralyzed when a rocket hit Gaza.” Sabra goes on to be, as the Hulk has previously expressed, a Zionist recruiting board and reassures the child that it's worth joining the IOF to go murder Palestinians for their land.

Avengers (2018) #11: Sabra and the Arabian Knight sitting next to each other while at a meeting called by The Black Panther. They're discussing an issue with Namor the Sub-Mariner, King of Atlantis. Knight says their oceans are congested and that they all must work together to prevent drowning alone. Sabra adds on, “Navid is right. We cannot do Namor's work for him by tearing each other apart. We'll never all agree on everything, but there must be a mutual respect between us and a sharing of information or else...” From off panel, Ursa Major laughs, “Look at Sabra and the Arabian Knight! Even the Jew and the Muslim are agreeing! How touching!”

BDS HAS CALLED FOR A TARGETED BOYCOTT OF PRO-ISRAEL PROPAGANDA CHARACTER SABRA!!!

BOYCOTT SABRA (RUTH BAT-SERAPH) IN MARVEL'S CAPTAIN AMERICA : NEW WORLD ORDER!!!

As Captain America: New World Order is released I urge all fans who are against Zionism to flood the Captain America tags with messages of Boycott Sabra. All the links provided in the graphic are publicly available from their websites, and social media.

Anti-Zionism =/= Anti-Semitism!!! We are boycotting Sabra not because she is Jewish but because she represents a Pro-Israel, Pro-Zionist message that should not be platformed in any media. Her comics have Pro-IDF propaganda.

Marvel was made aware of the fact that this character promotes a Pro-Israeli & Anti-Palestinian sentiment when the character of Sabra was announced for Captain America 4, despite fan concern, and calls for Marvel to remove this character from the movie and despite have more than enough time to respond to what type of statement this would promote, a Pro-Zionist, Pro-Israel stance and despite reshoots Marvel has still chosen to keep Sabra in the movie. Shira Haas is the actress playing Sabra, she is Israeli and has shared Pro-Israel posts online even during the genocide of the Palestinians.

Marvel claims they will be reinventing the character however a character whose very nationality and backstory relies on Pro-Israel & Pro-Zionist ideals is irredeemable especially because not once in all her comic appearances does she ever change her Anti-Palestinian stance. Israel is currently committing a Genocide against Palestinians. Since of October 7th more than 30,000 Palestinians, of which over 12,000 are children, have been murdered by Israel. Over 60,000 have been injured, more missing, and millions displaced in Israel's genocide and ethnic cleansing of the people of Palestine. This is in addition the 75 year long occupation, countless war crimes, and 16 year blockade on Palestinians.

Marvel claims to care about Jewish characters, but Marvel hasn't even cast Jewish actors for Jewish Characters like Moonknight. Marvel choosing to back a Pro-Israel, Pro-Zionist character like Sabra sends a very clear message that aligns with Marvel Comics long held Anti-Palestinian sentiment. There are other Jewish characters for Jewish representation, such as Magneto, and Kitty Pryde, who were not created with a Pro-Israel, Pro-Zionist background.

BOYCOTT SABRA!!! Send a message, write a tweet, make a post, and tag Marvel and Disney and let them know why you are Boycotting Captain America: New World Order. I love Sam Wilson as Captain America but I will never support a movie that has Sabra as a character.

For more information about the character's history here is a breakdown of her appearances in Marvel Comics.

The Incredible Hulk (1968) #256 - Sabra's Origin

On the cover of Sabra's origin issue is the image of a dead Palestinian boy.

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As we read the issue, we find Bruce Banner/The Hulk has stowed away on the ship "The Star of David" to Palestine, in the comics it is called Israel, however Marvel Comics has long been erasing Palestine, calling it only Israel.

This is Marvel Atlas (2008) #2 page on Israel

Marvel Fandom Wiki states that Palestine was the name of the land before Israel. While I understand that Marvel's 616 Universe is fictional, it's important to state that they base their locations on Real Life locations, and in 1948 Palestine underwent The Nakba, in which Israeli Forces displaced over 750,000 Native Palestinians and killed countless men, women, and children, stole land and homes, and forced the remaining Palestinians into the Gaza Strip which is the world's largest concentration camp, or confined to the West Bank all of which is under Apartheid laws today, or out of Palestine with no right to return to their homes and lands.

That being said, Sabra was created in 1980, as a Mossad Agent, Mossad is the Israeli Secret Service which has done so much harm to Palestinians. In her first issue she was working as a cop in Tel Aviv.

The Editor's note states: "The word Sabra denotes a Native-Born Israeli, the name derived from an indigenous form of fruit - a prickly pear possessed of a sweet interior, and a spiny outer surface to protect it from it's enemies."

Sabr (arabic, it also means "patience") is a cactus prickly pear that is Native to and found growing in Palestine. Read more about it in this article talking about the politics of Palestinian erasure and the Sabr fruit.

The Prickly Symbolism of Cactus Fruit in Israel and Palestine.

“If you look at most Palestinian villages demolished in Israel, what’s left is cactus fruit and olive trees,” says Qattan. Since 1948, he adds, this has imbued the cactus plant with a “mythical symbolism.”

When Blum’s father started the farm, he knew that many parts of the world have cactus fruit plants, so he wanted to make theirs the best. They chose Dimona, in southern Israel, because of its intense sun and “the Zionist dream of making the desert bloom.” 

"Making the desert bloom" is a racist Zionist ideals and propaganda that has caused severe ecological damage to Palestine by destroying thousand years old Olive trees to plant non indigenous trees that are not native to Palestine in a form of ecocide. So even the character Sabra, her very name brings a connection back to the Nakba, the ethnic cleansing of Palestinians & promoting Zionism.

However Sabra's name also has another very real and very tragic memory. One I will discuss here before returning to the comics. Just two years after her appearance in comics in 1980, Israel's war crimes continue.

The Sabra & Shatila Massacre 1982

The article linked above has information of what occurred September 16-18, 1982. There were the Refugee camps of Sabra & Shatila, where Palestinians displaced from Israeli Occupation lived, and they, as well as Lebanon Civilians, were killed by the right wing Lebanese Militia working with the Israeli Military, which took the lives of 2,000 - 3,500 people in 2 days. Raped, tortured, murdered. Many Palestinians know the history of the massacre and bringing up the names of Sabra & Shatila is a constant reminder of the deaths that occurred, the war crime that was committed, and that 42 years later not one person involved in the massacre was held accountable.

The Sabra and Shatila massacre is remembered as one of the most traumatic events in Palestinian history and its memory is commemorated annually by Palestinians in Lebanon and in Palestine.

Marvel promoting a character like Sabra who's very creation ties into the Pro-Zionist Israel a statement that Marvel is promoting a Pro-Israel message. No matter what changes occur to the character in the movie, already her very creation, her very name is linked to the deaths and torture of thousands of Palestinians. It does not matter that she was created 2 years before the Sabra & Shatila massacre, her name is still connected to the ethnic cleansing of Palestinians from the 1948 Nakba and the creation of Israel.

For anyone who says "Well Marvel couldn't change her name just because of Political Controversy" let me remind you that when the American Black Panther Party gained popularity Marvel changed The Black Panther's name temporarily to the Black Leopard because they didn't want to associate the character with the American Black Panther Party.

Now that you have an understanding of why Palestinians are rightfully boycotting an Israeli Propaganda character let me return to the the comics.

Back to The Incredible Hulk (1968) #256; this comic is one of the most Anti-Palestinian, "Arab Terrorist Propaganda" comics I have ever read so I will briefly outline the plot: The Hulk meets a poor Palestinian boy who was stealing a watermelon (The watermelon is the symbol of resistance for Palestinians) and Bruce spends time with the boy, Sahad, however Sahad is killed by a bomb. Hulk is enraged and fights the Arabs, Sabra intervenes and thinks Hulk is in league with the Arabs and attacks him.

Hulk takes Sahad's body away and Sabra thinking Hulk was fighting with the Arab Terrorists goes after him in order to protect Israel. However she finds that Hulk wasn't the monster she thought he was. Hulk's angry speech about the Israel-Palestine conflict leaves Sabra shaken and for the very first time she sees a Dead Palestinian Arab Child as human.

"For an instant, Sabra prepares to give chase. She is, after all, an Israeli Super-Agent... A Soldier... A Weapon of War. But she is also a woman, capable of feeling, capable of caring. It has taken The Hulk to make her see this Dead Arab Boy as a Human Being. It has taken a monster to awaken her own sense of humanity.

Reminder this is her FIRST FULL COMIC, this is her ORIGIN, and you would think that perhaps she is more sympathetic to the plight of the Palestinians after this but she isn't. Let's continue with the rest of her comic appearances.

Marvel Super Hero Contest of Champions (1982) #1-3

Sabra is included in the contest of champions where superheroes must team up to battle their foes, she is teamed up with Iron Man, and The Arabian Knight (1st incarnation: A Saudi Bedouin with mystic artifacts/powers). Again, the Anti-Arab racist stereotype of Arab men being misogynistic towards women (misogyny is not a trait of ONLY Arab men, it is something that occurs world wide, however focusing it only on Arab men is racist) as well as the Zionist Propaganda lies that Arabs hate Jews, Arabs vs Jews, Arabs and Jews are enemies because of their religion. Not to mention that this Arabian Knight (Abdul Qamar) is from Saudi Arabia, he has no ties to Israel, so Sabra is judging him because he is Arab and has conflict with him because of their countries, it ties into the stereotype that "All Arabs are the same", Saudi Arabia is not Palestine.

Even after The Arabian Knight saves Sabra, she states her hatred and racism towards Arabs; "I would rather be dead than allied with you!"

The Incredible Hulk (1968) #279 - Sabra once again states it was the Hulk who taught her about Humanity.

Marvel Super-Heroes (1990) #6 - Sabra fights Israeli Anarchists who want to overthrow the Israeli Government and saves the American Ambassador's son, who is deaf. The main villain is a woman who Sabra saved by giving her some of her life energy, and she is upset because she did not want to be saved nor does she want to fight for Israel with the powers Sabra gave her. Sabra takes her life energy back and it kills her.

A constant running theme throughout her comics is that one of Sabra's repeated goals is the protection of Israel even above her own life.

The Incredible Hulk (1968) #386-387 - Sabra thinks the Hulk is in league with people who are trying to kill a boy, and attacks him. Later she thinks Hulk has defeated her and has this speech where she says that Israeli Soldiers are beating their wives out of frustration.

Again, how is that not the fault of the soldiers, why is it even when they are perpetrators of violence it's not their fault because they are frustrated?!

The main plot was that a Jewish man, who survived the German Nazi concentration camps, believed the boy to be the next Hitler which is why he wanted to stop him.

I never downplay the horror of the Holocaust or what Jewish people suffered from Nazis, from Anti-Semitism, throughout their history, but I am mainly focusing on how Sabra's character is in the comics and how that related to Anti-Palestinian, Anti-Arab sentiment.

The New Warriors (1990) #58-59 - Sabra reveals that her six year old son was killed by Arabs, bombed on a school bus, after she urges the New Warriors to kill Batal, a Syrian Super-Agent. Batal then states that it was the PLO (Palestinian Liberation Organization) that killed her son and to stop generalizing all Arabs.

Batal: Well Sabra? There's a Palestinian over there -- aren't you going to push him out of his seat and claim it as your own? Sabra: I don't respond to child-killers

Again, Sabra's racism against Arabs doesn't end at Palestinian Arabs, but extended to Saudi Arabia and now Syrian Arabs. LET ME BE VERY CLEAR THAT SABRA IS BEING RACIST: Batal has 2, TWO, only 2 comic appearances, he is there as security detail like Sabra is, there is nothing about his character that indicates he's anything but a Syrian Superhero, and Sabra still called him a child killer because she thinks all Arabs are child killers. Batal is written with the stereotypical racist Arab Man writing that many Arab characters suffer from, and he does insult Sabra by calling her an "Israeli Pig" after she treated Batal with disrespect, distrust, and suspicion ever since his arrival.

Sabra is then mind controlled into stopping the peace conference and killing everyone who allowed it to happen. She is stopped by the New Warriors.

Sabra's son is never once shown in a flashback, we are only ever told of him and how he died.

X-Men (1991) #67-69, 72-73

Sabra's dead son's name is revealed to be Jacob, she uses her position in Mossad to get secret information for the X-Men.

She later has plans to track down and kill Magneto, but ends up fighting with his clone, Joseph, before being told that wasn't the real Magneto and stopping.

Excalibur (1988) #120-121

Sabra teams up with Excalibur to defend "Israel" from Legion's ghosts. Then she is debriefed of her mission by Mossad.

Uncanny X-Men (1963) #366, 367, 379

Sabra takes Joseph (Magneto's clone) to an Israeli Military bunker where scientists study his DNA and state he is a clone of Magneto. Later Sabra attends Joseph's funeral.

X-Men (1991) #111

Sabra makes a statement about Magneto; Israeli Super-Agent Sabra weighed in on the looming war with her usual candor, "It is clear to me at least that Magneto has become the monster he claims to despise. There are some factions who believe this rumored son of Israel has brought much shame to his countrymen. Factions who believe he should be dealt with once and for all. Okay maybe not factions. But certainly Individuals... like me."

New X-Men (2001) #131-132

Sabra attends a funeral for Darkstar in #131. In #132 Sabra interacts with the mutants, and x-men, and says to Quicksilver (on the apparent death of Magneto), "I'm sorry Quicksilver, but good riddance. Magneto was a master-race lunatic who coherenced the entire Genoshan mutant population into a war with humanity and brought this on himself."

JLA/Avengers (2003) #4

Single panel appearance where Sabra is shown protecting the Wailing Wall in Jerusalem. Again she is called an Israeli hero.

Side Note: I don't think there's been a single comic where Sabra has a major presence that has not mentioned at least once that Sabra is an Israeli Super Hero, a Mossad Agent, or an Israeli Super-Agent at least once. It's so noticeable that they always mention it and how big of a role it plays in her character.

Excalibur (2004) #5

Flashback two panel appearance of Sabra on Genosha.

Civil War: X-Men (2006) #1-4

Sabra fights on the side of Tony Stark/Iron Man and battles Archangel, then aids an injured Micro Max.

Civil War (2006) #6

Sabra fights on the side of Tony Stark/Iron Man.

Union Jack (2006) #1-4

The Arabian Knight has changed mantles, the 2nd incarnation is portrayed by a Palestinian Hero, Navid Hashim. I make mention of this because in Union Jack (2006) #1 Navid is called a Saudi, then in Hulk (2008) #45 Navid is called a Afghani, however the Marvel Fandom Wiki stated he was a Palestinian and I wanted to confirm it, which I did in:

Marvel Encyclopedia, New Edition (2019)

In the first issue of Union Jack, right off the bat, Sabra has an issue with The Arabian Knight, and is antagonistic towards him.

Navid is written in Marvel's usual racist writing; the misogynistic Arab man stereotype. Navid tells Sabra she should embrace her role as a mother instead of a hero. Sabra snaps and chokes him while telling Navid that Palestinians killed her son. Note how now it's Palestinians and not, Arabs, and not the PLO? Because by now the PLO is no longer considered a Terrorist group, so Marvel can't blame them and instead shift the blame to all Palestinians for the loss of Sabra's son. Arabs is too general, so of course it's the Palestinians.

To this date Sabra's son, Jacob, has still never appeared in any flashbacks, never seen drawn into a comic with Sabra, no mention of who the boy's father is. Nothing except Sabra's loss and hatred of the Palestinians. Even in her first solo comic series, which I discuss further down, does not mention her son. Using the death of an Israeli child to justify villainizing the entire group of Palestinian people is Zionist Israelis do. It's Anti-Palestinian Propaganda.

Later Navid gets hurt and Sabra checks on him, he tries to apologize;

Arabian Knight: About your son... I only meant. Sabra: Don't. We are allies of the moment. Another day I would have driven the dagger home.

Later Sabra, The Arabian Knight, and others are mind controlled by the villain to attack Union Jack. Union Jack is told that he can distract them by turning them against their "natural enemies" and then Union Jack insults Sabra and uses Sabra's hatred and racism towards Arabs to turn her against The Arabian Knight. Sabra calls Navid a terrorist as she attacks him.

The mind control gets broken, and the team rallies to save the day by the last issue. The final exchange between The Arabian Knight and Sabra shows a tense acknowledgement between them meant to show begrudging respect. This is the nicest Sabra has been to any Arab character since her creation. The bar of "showing respect" is literally on the ground.

Secret Invasion #6

Cameo one panel appearance of Sabra in Israel fighting a Skrull.

Astonishing Tales (2009) #6 - Astonishing Tales: Sabra

Tagline in the comic states: Sabra: Whether as an agent of Mossad, or a superhero, the Israeli mutant Ruth Bat-Seraph has never doubted her decision to put her country above self. Fighting alongside the Avengers, X-Men, and Captain Britain, as the patriotically garbed Sabra. Ruth has proven herself a champion to all nations.

"Sabra in Flight" - is one of the most disgusting pieces of Israeli comic propaganda I have ever read thus far in Sabra's comics. For my first time reading it I was shocked at how easily they projected the narrative of Israel as something noble and worth dying for. This piece of utter trash is the very first time Sabra has her own solo comic story. Let that sink in. This is the first time in 29 years since Sabra's creation 1980 that she has her own solo comic story. Sabra's total presence in the comics is 42 years.

The only things we know of her character is that her name is Ruth Bat-Seraph, she was born and raised in a special Israeli Kibbutz (Israeli settlement), that she manifested mutant powers that include; flight, energy quills, poisoned quills, super strength, and life energy transference. Sabra had a six year old son named Jacob who died in a bombing. She has always stated or maintained her solidarity and defense of Israel even above her own life. She is racist to any Arab, especially Palestinian Arabs.

It also important to note her costume changes over the years, her Star of David has diminished greatly from being on different parts of her uniform to just barely being a necklace/neck accessory. Her roles as Israeli Hero is greater than that of her being a Jewish Hero.

This comic introduces us to Ruth at a Israeli social function in Jerusalem, where is with her mother. Her mother tells her not to spill anything on her Sabra uniform, and mentions how people want to talk to her, Their Greatest Soldier. Again the emphasis on her being an Israeli Soldier and a Mossad Agent is hammered home in the first page of this comic.

Mother: "Your dad would be so proud of you, Ruth. To see his daughter in uniform protecting the Nation." Ruth: "I just hate being put on display at these receptions. I am a Mossad Agent after all."

Then the next bit of news we learn is that Sabra has a brother. So now we know she has a mother and brother who is living, and her father is deceased. Next a old friend of Ruth's arrives with her teenage daughter, Yael, in tow, she introduces Sabra to her daughter and leaves them to talk. Sabra then mentions to Yael that she must be getting close to her mandatory military service soon. Yael mentions she is nervous because her friend was in the military and was paralyzed in Gaza.

Sabra then spends the next part of the comic reassuring Yael that it's ok to be nervous and that she was nervous too sometimes and mentions a story where she faced Hydra, and that when Yael goes into the Israeli military (IDF: Israeli Defense Force) she will learn a lot.

Sabra: "You'll learn a lot when you enter the Military. But the biggest thing you'll discover is that you have two families; your military family, and your personal family. Both will always be there for you, and perhaps even sacrifice themselves for you. A hard truth I learned the day my dad died rescuing me."

Yael mentions how her father was killed by surface to air missiles, and then goes on to say she was accepted into the air force flight academy and she always wanted to fly but that she was nervous. She mentions she might go into Military Intelligence. Sabra says that is good too but Yael then says she feels she was always meant to fly. So to convince Yael go into air force and alleviate her fears Sabra then takes her in her arms to fly her over Jerusalem and tells her that this land is what their dads died for. And she is convinced that Yael will make the right choice.

Side Note: Excuse me while I throw up, this entire comic made me feel so disgusted. I always try to write and speak about comics as professionally as I can but fuck this comic. Fuck this Pro Israel Propaganda. Fuck Sabra. Fuck this Pro-IDF comic. Fuck making an entire comic about reassuring a young teenage Israeli girl to go and join the IDF to fight in Gaza, to kill Palestinians. THIS. This is why Sabra will NEVER be able to be divorced from her origins, her character, as a Pro-Israeli Super Agent. No matter what Marvel tries to put into the movie this is who the character is at her very core.

Over 12,000 children have DIED since October 7th. Israel is committing genocide against the Palestinian people, but Marvel and the MCU, and Disney think it's ok to have a Israeli Superhero in a Captain America movie? Boycott. Scream out online to them. Tell them we do not want their Israeli Propaganda. Sabra should never ever be used for any platform, movies, shows, animation, comics, ever again. Over 30,000 Palestinians have been slaughtered by Israel in the last few months alone. Never forget.

I'm shaking with rage as I write about this comic but we move on. There's still some comics left to discuss. However in my firm opinion this character is indefensible, she literally is an Israeli Propaganda character. She is propaganda for the IDF.

History of the Marvel Universe (2012)

Cameo Appearance.

Amazing Spider-Man (1963) #685, Amazing Spider-Man: Ends of the Earth (2012) #1

Sabra teams up with Spider-Man and other heroes, she is introduced as a Israeli based mutant, she fights spider robots in Jerusalem.

X-Men (2010) #31, 34-37

In Paris, Sabra greets Storm and later she helps the X-Men using her influence as a Mossad Agent.

X-Men (2013) #9, 11, 16 + X-Men Legacy (2012) #23

Sabra aids the X-Men.

Captain America: Steve Rogers (2016) #18

One page Cameo, Sabra appears to have completed a mission and gathered files.

Avengers (2018) #11

Sabra and the Arabian Knight are at a meeting called by The Black Panther. T'Challa wants everyone to work together, they are currently discussing an issue with Namor the Sub-Mariner, King of Atlantis. Ursa Major makes fun of the situation; "Haaaa, look at Sabra and the Arabian Knight! Even the Jew and the Muslim are agreeing! How touching!

Zionist propaganda of making it seem as if the conflict between Israel and Palestine is a religious conflict between an Arab and a Jew. Making of a Jewish and Muslim character getting alone because they should be fighting is racist, Islamophobic, and anti-sematic. The conflict between Israel and Palestine is NOT a religious conflict, Israel has been occupying and murdering Palestinians for 75 years. It is a conflict between Israel being a colonizer and Palestine being colonized. Israel is committing a genocide as I create this post.

At the end of all her appearances spanning 42 years Sabra has not once changed from her palestinian, arab hating, israeli zionist roots. All we get is her trading a few words back and forth with Arabian Knight and acting like an adult at a table full of kids. There isn't even respect between them. That is all the appearances of Sabra.

Why is important to boycott Sabra? In addition to the character being Pro-Israel, Pro-IDF Propaganda, giving a large platform like the one an MCU movie provides will give the actress a larger platform.

Israeli Actress, Gal Gadot, who is Pro-Israel, Pro-Zionism, Pro-IDF, and was a former IDF soldier, was cast in a high profile role of Wonder Woman, she used her platform, power, and access to thousands of fans to further messages of Zionism and even promoted a Pro-Israel propaganda film to be aired in Hollywood. The film was used to further the Zionist agenda of continuing their genocide against the Palestinians in Gaza. Bearing Witness (2023) is a Israel IDF propaganda film that Gal Gadot endorsed as Israel continued their genocide of the Palestinians in the Gaza Strip.

Wonder Woman isn't even Israeli, however the actress used her ties to the character to promote Israel. In Wonder Woman: 1984 there is a very racist, Anti-Arab, Anti-Palestinian message including a scene where Wonder Woman, played by Gadot, saves 4 Arab boys from a missile. Article Link

Why is that scene so controversial? Because Israel murdered four young boys who were playing on a beach in Gaza back in 2014 by a drone missile strike. Article Link

Gal Gadot and now Shira Haas having roles in movies with as much exposure as DC and Marvel movies promotes Israel, and Zionism. Pro Zionist groups have already voiced their approval of Shira Haas playing Sabra.

I will boycott any piece of media that features Sabra, the Israeli Propaganda Super Agent.

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If you have read this far then please support Palestine. Support Palestinians and fight against Zionism. Comics were created by Jewish Creators, do not let Zionists try to erase their contribution or use comics to promote Zionism. Comics are never created in a vacuum, they are the pulse of current pop culture, of current news. Comics are Political and always have been. Marvel choosing to keep Sabra in the MCU sends a clear message of support for Zionism & Israel.

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[ DRAG ]: unable to leave them behind, the sender drags the wounded receiver out of danger and into a safe hiding place for both of them to wait until help arrives.

Everything that could go wrong, did go wrong. The king's warning to the prince was clear as day, only privy to the conversation due to where his loyalties and duties laid. A warning, a vow that was now about to come to light and truth. In an instant the skies had turned red, bodies flying through the air, the scent of death and destruction raged over the entire planet, yet the screaming was the worst. Chaos, pure pandemonium ripping throughout the planet that was now severed in half. In the spare glimpse he had been able to manage, he'd noticed a certain segment of the palace fading away inside the explosion. He'd used his body to shield the prince from the worst of it, throwing himself in front of the other and suffering debris slamming into him, it separated him momentarily from his charge and he could hear the sound of armor breaking. No doubt from himself and the other. Tail still wrapped around his waist as he throws a large segment of rubble out of his way, his hand finding the edges of the prince's cape he digs his fingers into the bright red fabric and drags the other with him under a larger piece of rubble for shelter. The shock waves still tearing through the area as he quickly checks the other over. Segments of the armor are cracked and broken but it hard served it's use and protected the Prince from most of the damage. He rips at the wrist band he wears, quickly using it to press it against the prince's side of his head, having to remove the scouter to do so, noticing the blood. The prince could have a concussion or worse, however given the prince was trying to access the scouter he begrudgingly allows the other to guide him, a call sent out for backup. He knows it will take a while, even still the news is broadcasted, Frieza is addressing every single saiyan and his blood boils seeing the tyrant. Even more so to hear his cocky words. So the blast had been because of him. Fear of the tyrant would be instilled, to keep rebellion from happening again. No. He knows what it means. His father and the king are dead. Countless others are as well just because this bastard probably feared them. Rage burns bright in his soul, so many saiyans dead just because of this. His father had tried to save them all and maybe he was the only reason they still persisted...Power burns under his flesh, tracing through his arms as his hands shake in tightly clenched fists, except he lets it go. He has something else he needs to focus on. Maintaining the prince's health. Completely unaware of the fact that just moments earlier, onyx black hues had turned turquoise.

[feymyth]

Back to Back

Fey trotted through the fray, parrying swords as they came at him, the sounds of battle stinging his ears. A distant roar of a drake, lucky no mature dragons had been spotted in this fight and he gave thanks to Halone for that. “Myth!” Fey shouted, they had been separated during the battle, and he hated it. They were stronger together. “Myth—” “Sina!” Came the response. Fey dashed through a pile of rubble knocking straight into Myth. “Fucking hell, Fey.”  Myth exclaimed, seeming just as relieved to see him. Fey pushed up his visor wiping sweat from his face with the end of his cape, “what in the seven hells happened?” Myth glanced around, shaking his head, “Chaos that’s what. We have to keep moving. I’m not sure where the rest of our unit is. I saw our father retreat to fortify a building but I wasn’t going to join until I found you.” Fey gave a few pants, nodding, “I sent Idaline to retreat once we were overrun. I hope she made it to safer grounds.” “She did, I saw her with my father's group. We should do the same.” He flipped up his visor, smiled at Fey, the rush of battle flushing his face, making his eyes flame over, “come Sina, it might not be the dance you want but I wouldn’t want anyone else at my side.” Fey rolled his eyes, he was such a sap, “don’t pull that shit on me out here.” Myth grinned, “you know how battle gets me.” Fey did and that usually was infectious, the last thing he needed while fighting was steel between his loins. “Just—let’s go.” Fey growled, shoving his visor down, and taking a point position on various spires. It was times like these that he enjoyed being a dragoon. Myth cut his way through various groups of enemy troops, and at times some simply fled, valuing their lives more than their duty. What Myth could not handle Fey covered, swooping down and striking from above. They made an excellent pair or so Fey thought as he danced with Myth. Myth paused to catch his breath glancing up, seeing Fey lightly touch down on a spire. It was amazing watching him ride the winds. The classic stance he took when he was on the prowl, lance tip pointed downwards. He took a few more breaths before whistling their pairing tune. A two-note tone that was unique to them. Fey echoed the call and Myth set forward again, finding another group of enemies and a drake. Why were people still trying to tame these creatures? Should just leave them alone. “Fey, hiding again, I could have used some help with that drake.” Myth called out, huffing for breath. There wasn’t a response and he whistled waiting patiently but still no response. “Sina?” A stab of fear gripped his chest and he darted off. “Myth.” Fey said as he came out of the plume of smoke. He held his side where a large metal spike was protruding. “Fey!” Myth cried out, grabbing him, looping an arm around the man. “What the hell happened?” “Shot me with a fucking javelin but I don’t think it hit anything vital.” He managed through a strained breath, gripping his side. Myth growled, looking around, wanting blood for whoever did this. “I’m going to tear them from limb to limb—.” Fey hissed through clenched teeth, cutting him off, “just get me to the encampment. Both of us getting killed won’t help anything.” Myth huffed, angrily, but seeing Fey hurt extinguished the need for blood, his worry and need to get Fey somewhere safe more important, “shhh, Sina. I’ve got you.” Fey gripped into the upper rivets of Myth’s armor as the pain doubled the further they walked. His vision going in and out. “I--” 

Myth cursed under his breath as Fey passed out, and he lifted him up over his shoulder. A part of him wanted to remove the javelin, but sometimes that only made matters worse and he was no healer. It wasn’t much further if he remembered correctly which was a good thing because Fey with all his armor was rather heavy. He smirked fondly imagining the reaction on Fey’s face if he would have said it to him directly. Fey made a noise then was out again. Myth growled rounding a building only to be face to face with a rather large group of the opposing force. Cultists that turned, seeing him and Fey as easy prey. Myth fell back, finding a half destroyed building to gently lay Fey down next to. It was well protected. One way in and the cultists that decided to try and press them wouldn’t get through. One by one the bodies fell as Myth cut them down fueled by pure rage, concern, knowing that every moment he wasted fighting these assholes was more minute Fey may not have. Fey came to again blinking heavy lids, seeing the flash of Myth’s sword and sparks of magic as he fought what seemed like a horde of people. He tried to get up but a searing jolt of pain lit up his side and he collapsed passing back out. 

Myth huffed as the last person fell, bending over to catch his breath, gods he would feel that tomorrow. There wasn’t much time for him to recover as the concern for Fey filtered back into his mind. He looked back, noting how much more pale Fey looked. “...fuck.” He muttered, trotting over to grab and hoist the man over his shoulder again. “Don’t you dare die on me.”

⸸⸸⸸

Myth pressed his forehead against Fey’s chest as the healers and other medics busied themselves with healing his wound. Apparently it had hit more vital organs than previously thought. “Mythaine…” It was Remus’ voice, strong, stern, determined. “I won’t leave him.” Myth replied, instantly recognizing his father’s voice. Annoyance flared up and he replied, holding his son’s furious gaze. He was used to that by now. Gone were the days when they got along. “Yes and I will be here to make sure he’s okay.” Myth snapped back, seeing through his father’s ploy. “You can’t stay here, not – like this.” Remus stated, his eyes going to the others in the tent. Myth scoffed, there it was, “I can and I will. Turn a blind eye to us but Fey isn’t going anywhere and neither am I.” Remus' jaw ticked, and he shifted uncomfortably. “Romance in the Order is forbidden. Not just for you but for everyone.” Myth put his forehead back against Fey’s chest, his curtain of sunburst hair blanketing the Miqo’te. One hand slid to the hilt of his sword, and he gripped it. “I love Fey and I won’t stop. You can leave me here with him if you must right after the healers are done. But try to remove me from this tent and there will be a fight.” Remus remained still for several moments then in a rage he stormed out of the tent.

Myth let out a sigh releasing his sword, hands sliding to find Fey’s. He entwined his fingers with his love's, giving them a squeeze, “come back to me Fey.”