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Alex watched him leave, then sighed and leaned back to lay down on the roof for a few moments. Alright...that whole thing was...interesting. Akward.
So...he liked her? He didn't really act like he liked her. But he did get really defensive with Kenji. Maybe it was just a little crush, nothing more.
She paused for a few minutes and just stared up at the sky, then sat back up. Yeah, just a crush. I mean, who on earth would be attracted to her? Well, look wise...yeah, she could understand that. But personality? Nah. Who would like her? She was independent, extremely short tempered, stubborn...not exactly girl friend material. Not at all. No, if she was patient and more understanding like Misty......well.....maybe she wasn't the best example.
Alex sighed and got back onto her feet. Speaking of Sapphire, she needed to go check on her. And the kid. Two more things to do then she could crash for about three days. She was definately worn out.



EXIT to Gotham

The lights soon began to flicker throughout the building, and a few computers kicked on by themselves, quickly being bombarded with cartoons.

All JLA communicators suddenly received this alert:

From: Oracle
To: Any JLA in or near Gotham:

The Joker is here on the number 12 bus going north on Victory Blvd near the Museum. He's trying to take Rosie. Hurry!

Reaper looked around the room for a moment, a frown slowly curling around his face. Mnh...he wasn't expecting a laboratory. Though...this room was drastically different than the ones he'd grown used to seeing. So...it was alright. ...kind of.

He glanced over at the experiments on the other side of the room, and his frown grew just a bit.
Well...good news was, he no longer had itching fingers to splatter someone all over the street. Though, he did still need to get his fix. Otherwise, he might not have any self control should he be in such a situation again.

"Alright." Reaper replied quietly. He glanced back at Cat a moment, then down at the files in his hand. "Here." he said, handing them over to her. "I'll try not to be too long. But maybe you can find out just what's so important about these files."
He wasn't sure how she was with...what he was about to do. But, focusing on reading should be enough of a distraction should she need one.



/// Off to bed. When Cat takes the files, he's just going to go straight to work on the things. You know what's in one of the files. Enterances are where ever you want them to be. Make up whatever info you want. XP ///

Reaper watched her for a moment, then turned and headed towards one of the cages when he was sure Cat was comfortable. He stopped outside the cage, staring down at a rather gruesome excuse for a creature. It returned the stare, growled at him, and backed into the corner of the cage with a limp.

Reaper stared at it a moment longer. Well...it did look like it was in a bit of pain. It's skeletal structure was so warped that it was more than likely that movement was painful.
Reaper sighed and slipped through the bars in a stream of fire. He could sympathize. Hurt like hell when they finally got his Blood form to a point that it was a permanent fixture.

Walking up to it, the creature growled and backed farther into the corner. He stopped in front of it and gently touched the top of it's head with his fingers. The thing stopped moving and became very still and calm.
The next moment it exploded.
All over the wall.

The other animals took immediate notice of what had just happened, and they all started panicking.

Some of the folders had more information than others. One group of papers only gave generalities about certain places, and where a much more detailed folder for each could be located.
Oscorp...Lex Corp...S.H.I.E.L.D....Stark Industries...Eastern Bloc Headquarters.
Each had names listed of those in charge, employees that did quite a bit of work there, and people that could be manipulated into pulling jobs for Fisk. There was also a general list of big projects that were being run there, things that Fisk could use, and things that might pose a threat to him. The exact location of each area was listed as well. Since this wasn't the same New York anymore, Fisk had to have new and updated files on everything.

Another group of papers held the same information for two more locations. The difference for these being they had updates on each location.
Arkham Asylum...damaged and re-built several times. Currently back in running order. Several patients still at large.
Latveria...somehow managed to reform the better part of it's continent. Doom seems to have control of the entire land. Should keep an eye on it for possible and likely threats.

The next sets of papers had quite a bit more information on them than the rest. There was still a little blurb on where the more detailed files could be found, but these definitely seemed to be places or organizations that Fisk was more interested in.

Iceberg Lounge...located in Gotham. Excellent source for information, and a more appropriate atmosphere to do business personally. Very profitable alliance.
Audra Ailith...small area located on the outskirts of New York City. Area seems out of place and time, but is said to be constructed entirely out of magic. Woman in charge is rumored to be on the same level of power as Doctor Strange, though there has yet to be any credible proof of such. And alliance may turn out to be very profitable.
Syndicate...run by the Gentleman. Alliance is as profitable as it is dangerous. Should conduct business with caution.

And finally, a file on a place, or group as it didn't specify, called the Underground Exhibit. Technology more advanced than any other location thus far. May be mixed with magic. The entrances and exits of the headquarters change occasionally to ensure a level of difficulty for stumbling onto one. Maximum security. If projects are successful, they will be able to allow humans to control meta-human powers at will.

After a few minutes, Reaper finished getting his fix of "painting". He stepped away from the now utterly red side of the room and started back towards Cat. He glanced over at the other animals, all huddled in the back of their cages growling at him. He frowned a bit and looked down at his clothes. Filthy...perhaps he'd better...clean up before letting Cat know that he was done. She'd purposefully turned her back on what he was doing, he didn't want to make her uncomfortable if he could help it.

The cloak warped around him, and reformed into his red suit he had worn before. Very carefully, he moved around to the side of her so that he wouldn't startle her.