Justice Lord: Truth, Justice, and the American Way
Jan 15, 2015 23:35:26 GMT -6
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Post by bonhommearmonica on Jan 15, 2015 23:35:26 GMT -6
Ennis Texas
Highway 45
Exit Ramp
August 2014
Flames rose from the Semi cab as police lights flashed. Texas August heat seemed to pour down as multiple Woman in various states of dress were being interviewed by Various law Enforcement officers. Another ambulence and several SUV's pulled up.
"The doors were ripped off the hinges," A Texas Ranger badge on the mans waist reflected the lights of the various departments vehicles. Not holding his cowboy hat, the older white man put his hand over the crushed steel, "McClain that's the Department of Homeland Security in the SUV's. They are about to take this case from us."
"How do you Know Gordon," McClain turned to the SUV's as the Traffic was slowly going by on the two open lanes? "This had to be some form of.." Her eyes went back to the torn off Semi door in front of her as she moved her brown hair, "These hands are small.. About those of a twelve or Thirteen year old.."
Dressed in all black suits multiple agents pour out of the SUV's. One of the men pulls out a badge for the Local Highway patrol Officer, "Niam Flemming, DoHS.. "He sees Gordon, "Bartholomew Gordon.. What a pleasant surprise?"
Gordon never turned as he walked over to a man on a gurney, "Let him through. They are about to take over the whole crime scene."
"This is our case," McClain looked at Gordon shocked. "This is.."
Flemming walked past the THP officer putting back his badge. He sees the hand crushed steel, "Again.. Bare hands and scared and confused witnesses.."
Gordon bends over the man on the Gurney," I see someone crushed your kneecaps, Fractured your spine, and broke your arm. Your were speaking what I think is Albanian.. Your Hispanic Driver is giving statements right now."
"Lawyer," The man on the gurney spoke with a russian sounding accent.
"Lawyer," Flemming looked around and laughed. "This is national Security.. Your going to visit some of the finest facilities the US government has to offer foreign Terrorist. You have no rights in this mater Groravitch. You will be lucky to go to Gitmo."
"This is America," Groravitch had a very scared look on his face. "You are going to make me disappear like the old KGB.. I was only transporting girls.. I am not a terrorist, just a businessman."
Two females were zipped up in black bags as Flemming pointed to the two bags, "Looks lie terrorism to me."
Gordon had heard enough, "I do not think so Flemming. He will get a trial or be allowed to cut a deal separate from the National Security concerns after you question him. He may be an animal but we do NOT play ball like that." The two men lock eyes with Flemming blinking, "If I find out otherwise Agent. The long arm of the law will come for you. As for you Mr. Groravtich, I hope you fight the charges.. I will be there when they slip the needle in your arm."
As Bart Gordon walked away, "You.. You are one to talk Ranger.. " Groravitch mumbles something in Albainian as he is moved to the newly arrived ambulance. He spits on the ground in defiance.
McClain looks to the DoHS man in a suit, "What did he say?"
"I am not sure but your partner.." Flemming shakes his head, "Two years ago your partner changed.. We had him nailed to the wall on corruption but all.. "
"He was cleared of all the charges.. You boys had no evidence," McClain looks at the DoHS Agent. "If I remember correctly you could not produce any of the evidence you claimed you had. This was after he made the biggest bust of his career."
Flemming looked at McClain, "All our evidence just disappeared. Five years of police work down the drain." Flemming looked to the smashed metal, "Your partner went from one the most corrupt officers the FBI ever investigated to one of the most clean upstanding officers in the Rangers."
"He is an honest cop," McClain shook her head as she stood up straight and walked away. "We all know it was a witch hunt the feds conducted.."
"Your not a good cop," Flemming coldly spoke. McClain froze in place for a second, "We are the DoHS. We know everything. We have been watching you." Flemming walks up to where she had stopped on the grass, "Take my card.. We can talk later without so many ears listening and come to an arrangement."
The parking lots in front of her seemed to go quiet as McClain took the card.
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Plano Texas
Gated Community
"Jean.. You father and me," An older woman with short cut blonde hair looked at her Twelve year old daughter sitting at the breakfast bar. Refixing the shades that covered her eyes, "Honey.. It is not your fault."
Jean narrows her eyes as she munches the toast, "He hit you again mother. You should not have let him back in the house. JL are you ready for school."
"Irisa.. Mr. Howard hit you," JL puts down his milk glass. "Jean is right. " JL closes his eyes, "Was it over me again?"
"JL," Irisa looks around her expensive kitchen. "You two get the last little bit of things for school. I have to change before I drive you two to school. JL your grandmother is flying in and I have to pick her up from the airport."
Irisa walks out of the kitchen as JL takes a deep breath.
"It is my fault. Jean I apologize," JL finishes his eggs.
"Listen.. My father is not the man he was years ago. My mother was still in love with your father when she got pregnant with me," Jean has some tears in her eyes. "They fight over everything, especially your father the Marine.. The fact your dad left you his insurance policy when he died is what they have been fighting over recently. Your dad was slick and they cant touch the money.. It bought the house we live in. "
"Jean.. I apologize," JL looks up stairs as he hears Irisa's bedroom door shut.
"That to is what they fought over," Jean laughed not meaning to. She stood up and walked over to the sink with her dishes "Dad thought you were trying to sleep with my mother. It did not help last night when he took you outside. He lost didnt he."
"Nothing happened," JL lied through his teeth.
"Please.. I did not see my mama all night and Dad never came back in," Jean looked at JL.
"Jean he was embarrassed when he tripped and fell.. He was drunk again," JL gets up and takes the dishes to the sink. "This mean we are friends now.. I do not want to ruin your .."
"God no.. I can tolerate you since you made the cheer leading squad at the high school.. Just not in public," Jean yawns and heads to the garage door. "Will you grab my backpack JL?"
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Plano High School
Parking lot
"Dad loved you," JL gives Irisa a hug. "Are you OK?"
Trying not to cry, "Me and your father just never worked out JL. I did love him." Irisa kissed JL's forehead, "Have a good day at school. Try not to get into trouble. Your grandmother told me your dad was a handful in high school. Go to class and make something of yourself."
JL looks at Irisa for a second and steps away from the car. As she rolls up the window remerging to leave the parking lot, "I still love you." JL closes his eyes and sucks it up.
A kid with acne and glasses comes running up, "JL.. You wont believe what I found.."
Seeing the kid with two comic books, " What did you find Paul?"
"Dude.. Someone hacked DC comics," Paul opened up an issue of Constantine. "The writers and the Artist said they never wrote this. No one knows where these images came from."
JL snorts for a second, "What exactly happened?"
Paul excitedly points to a picture, "Constantine cast a spell and then broke into the HQ of Suicide Squad. He sucked the nanite bomb out of Harley and put the nanites in a magic bottle. He leaves a legion flight ring with Harley."
JL looks at the Comic page and laughs..
"See Constantine is giving the thumbs up and no one knows why.." Paul rebags the comic book, "This issue of the suicide Squad.. Shows Harley staring up into space for several Panels.. Then she blows a kiss to someone saying nothing.. The Legion ring is right there," Pauls short cut brown bangs blow in the wind.
JL closes his eyes as a warm feeling passes over him..
Paul puts that comic bag into the plastic bag and pulls another one out of his backpack, "This one is in the Justice league.. Lex Luthor is very mad as he watches something on a thumb drive that was delivered to him. All we see is this Justice Lord Superman S.. Then we see Doomsdays head fly off.. This is so cool.."
JL takes the Justice Lord Comic book, " I am watching you Lex. From a place you cant get me." JL reads the little blurb. "So this Justice Lord turned around and killed doomsday.."
Paul took the comic book back, "He laughed at Luthor and told him the boyscout is not using his full potential. What is so cool is no one knows how this made it into the Publications.. I wonder what was going on? "
"Harley probably slept with someone, Constantine was repaying a debt, and Lex Luthor messed with the wrong Marine.." JL jokingly answers as he sees the other kids laughing at them.
"What do you mean Messed with the wrong Marine," Paul looks at JL?
"Look at the chest and collar of Justice Lord.. There is an Eagle, Globe, and anchor on his collar,"JL looks at Paul. "You mean I caught a detail in a comic you missed.."
"I," Paul quickly open the Justice League comic book back up. "That .. This Justice Lord is a marine.. He looks like a kid.. Maybe Lex Luthor is at fault.."
"Why if it isnt the dork patrol lead by the girlie man cheer leader," A larger kid laughs. "Are you babies still reading you wittle comic books?"
"Come on Paul just ignore Johnny.. We will be late for Trig," JL walks away from the situation..
"Hey street kid.. We cant wait to see you in gym later on today," Johnny laughs evilly. "Coach has decided to play dodge ball.. The starting varsity line will be facing off against you freshmen.. "
Paul looks down, "The coach is always on their side.. We have to get out of Gym class again."
"See you in gym class Pretty boy," JL holds the door. "Unless you are not going to be able to make it.. I will understand if your afraid.."
As they went inside, "That was stupid.. "Paul gulped, "They will hurt us.."
"My mo.. Grandmother always said.. Never count your chickens before they hatch," JL grins as he slaps Paul on the back. "Focus on Trig first.. One problem at a time.."
"Listen its cool you hang out with me because out dad's where friends in the Corps." Paul pushes his glasses up to the top of his nose, "I .. I am not my dad.. He was strong and tough. All I am is a joke.."
"My dad left me a letter and told me about some of his friend Paul Goldberg Sr. He said your dad was the most devious bookworm, slickest paper ninja, ladies man, trustworthy, Recon sniper he had ever met." JL calmed himself, "When he died the Corps lost one of its very best.. Dad told me to check in on you because your family.."
"I.." Paul had tears in his eyes, "I am not that tough or good at anything."
"Then we go down together," JL put his arm around Pauls shoulder. "Now you are smarter then your dad.. Lets roll play this game out.. Who will I be facing in the Gym and what can I expect?"
"I .." Paul shakes his head, "Your insane.. I did their character sheets like you suggested.. Johnny will have told.. Wait he will want to be the one to take you out hard.. They are a team but not a dodge ball team.." Paul gets a glint in his eyes.. "If we can.. Nah it.."
"We have everyone one aim At Johnny," JL grins evilly.. "Coach sits out eight balls.. How many do we need to get to control the situation."
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Gym
Plano high School
Johnny was taken out of the gym in a stretcher. A lot of the students were talking with each other as the Principal was chewing out the coach.
"JL man," Paul was wide eyed. "Your hit put Johnny in the hospital."
Trying not to laugh, "I just aimed for his legs.. How was I supposed to know he would fall and crack his skull?" Failing JL starts laughing, "Look on the bright side.. Johnny wont be bothering you for a long time.."
One of the cheerleaders walked over in her expensive clothes and fake jewlery.. "JL.. That is not funny.. Be glad you are a cheerleader, because coach wants you to go to jail."
"Elizabeth.. Johnny tripped after I threw the ball," JL lied through his teeth. "He must have messed up his knee pretty badly when he hit the concrete Gym floor."
"Also," Elizabeth pulls him aside.. "You are hanging out with him.." She nods her head to Paul, "He is a dork and way beneath the Squads social level."
"He is also a straight A student who is tutoring me in Math, Science, English, and a few other things.." JL whispers back, "He is quite good.."
"Oh.. hes your boyfriend," Elizabeth looks around JL.. "Now that makes sense.. We can live with that.."
"God no honey," JL stops for a second. "He has an IQ of 151. He literally is teaching me higher math." After looking at Paul he gets an evil smile, "I'll be damned.. He is still my friend.. I.. I missed it.." He picks up Elizabeth in a hug, "I cant believe I was so stupid.. You are so smart socially.. "
"Your straight and he has a crush on you," Elizabeth laughs as JL puts her down. She runs over to several other of the Cheerleaders and starts whispering.. The point to Paul..
Paul nervously walks over to JL as several of the other cheerleaders.. "Why are they pointing at me?"
"Listen," JL whispers.. "My dad told me this trick.. I think we can keep the Jocks off of you.. Elizabeth thinks your gay.."
"I am not," Paul freezes when the cheerleaders look at him..
JL gives him a hug, "Play along dude.. If they think your gay they will invite you into their inner circle because I made the squad.. Make fun of my clothes when they come back over here.. BS your way through it.."
"I am going to kill you," Paul was very angry in his voice..
Stepping back, "Its ok bro.. " JL was loud, "I am still your friend no matter what.."
Elizabeth walks back over with another girl.. "Paul.."
Sighing and feeling all the eyes on him, "Elizabeth.. Your shoes are imitation Prada.." He sees Elizabeth's eyes go wide, "And Girlfriend.. Kelly that little outfit you wore today says cheap skank.. Your supposed to dress like a classic homewrecker, not trailer." Paul snaps his fingers sideways," But it is not as bad as The Coaches wife.. Do you know she is having an affair with the school principal? thats what they are really arguing about."
"My shoes are not imitation," Elizabeth rolled her neck..
"It is your fault," The Principal yelled at the coach. "His parents are going to sue the school for this.. I want to speak with you in my office."
"I am supposed to meet my wife after," The Coach is cut off.
"No you have paperwork to fill out. You will have to put your dinner date on hold.. The superintendent will want to know what happened.. "The Principal was real loud, "So you get to explain to him why the students were playing dodgeball when it was not scheduled.."
The cheerleaders start whispering to each other..
"What else have you heard," Kelly was wide eyed?
"Paul put it together with his super powered gaydar," JL whispers.. "That is the only way he could have done that? He was telling me earlier in home room the Mrs...."
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That Night
Gordons Ranch
Ellis county
Rain poured on the old tin roof of the Barn as a fire burned in an old Incinerator.
"Gordon, " McClain's voice was pitched to carry in the rain..
"I know Flemming gave you till tomorrow to contact him with your decision," Gordon sat in and old wood rocker. Well Samantha go ahead and spill it.. We are alone out here?"
She freezes for a second..
"The wire your wearing is being jammed," Gordon smiles as he holds a file in his hand. "Your guns are on the table behind you.."
"What," Samantha McClain reaches for where her guns where.. She turns and sees them on the table and goes to get them. She falls forward in front of Gordon barely catching herself. She sees a white cape as Lightening flashes..
"Let me see," Gordon takes a sip from his scotch . "Wow.. Bribery.. Missing Evidence.. Protection Rackets.. Planting evidence.. You have been a bad girl Ranger.."
Samantha McClain looks up and sees the DoHS stamp on some of the papers as they get tossed into the incinerator.. "You stole the evidence in your case.. Your a fraud.. I knew it.."
"Getting loud wont get them to come.. Our friend here made sure the ones listening got stuck and cant make it," Gordon sips his scotch as he tosses more paper into the fire.. "Blah.. Blah.. Blah.."
Samantha tears up and tries to jump for her guns. She hits empty table with them gone.. She realizes she is upside down a second later floating in the air. Looking up she sees black and silver, "What.. The kid who.. My god.. He can fly.."
"You asked me earlier what happened to me.. I told you ," Gordon looked at Samantha as she tried to hold her shirt up.. Gordon walks over and takes off the wire she is wearing and tosses it up, "God came down from the mountain.."
Justice Lord tosses up the wire and melts it with his heat vision..
"Please dont kill me.. They have my Daughter," Samantha was truly crying.. "If I talk they will kill her.."
"She is upstairs in the house with my daughter playing," Gordon responded calmly.. He stands up, "Samantha.. Three years ago I was three times more corrupt then you are.. My wife left me and took my daughter.." Gordon puts his hand on the barns support, "I am going to give you the chance I was given. You were a good cop before they got to you. "
"They will come after me and her," Samantha responded with a lot of fear..
Justice Lord floated down, gently turning her over for her to stand..
"Samantha." Gordon looked at her, "I am honest cop again. "This kid here two years ago gave me a chance. I have my family back.. My ex-wife is my friend again at least.. You have lost your husband and are losing your daughter. Your saw that Ranger badge your wearing.. You have let it down.. Tomorrow morning we are bringing in the men and women who are your handlers.. We are going to dismantle their operations and bring them down.."
"They will kill us," Samantha was very scared.. "My daughter.."
"Wont ever be safe if you do not stand up against them," Gordon looked away.. "Your going to be a dishonest cop one more time.. Your going to lie about everything that was in the DoHS files. We will be spending the rest of our careers in the service of the people we let down.."
"Why.. why do you need me," Samantha looks up at Justice Lord and is very afraid?
"I do not know his story.. He doesnt speak a lot to me," Gordon watched the incinerator burn papers. "Its not that he needs us or we him.. Samantha.. He is not using his powers very flashy because people would become dependent on his presence. Instead.. He is doing I think, A lot of small things. Behind the scenes.. It is why Flemming is looking for him.."
"What is stopping me from going to Flemming," Samantha responds.. "Surely they have copies of all their files.."
"Nothing except a small fact Samantha," Gordon pauses and points to her badge. "You gave your word to protect and defend. Not enforce and enslave.. We go after the people who tried to hurt you to control you. Call who ever you want.."
Samantha closes her eyes, "So I can walk out of here with my daughter.."
Justice Lord floats aside motion to the barn entrance..
She takes several steps but stops as the rain falls. Closing her eyes she fells the cool dampness , "You better be damn serious about this.. We do it all Above board.. Old School style exceptions. No more corruption.. No deals or trades.. Honest police work.." She takes a deep breath, "We are going to arrest the Assistant Federal Prosecutor Tomorrow morning when he is at his mistresses house. He is taking kickbacks and is blackmailing me.."
Gordon smiles as the woman walks out into the rain toward the main house, "To the long arm of the Law." Gordon raises his scotch glass to Justice Lord.
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