What’s next
She sat on the ground and watched him practice. She had seen
him go through heartache and friends do all they could to help him heal.
She was just a dog. Arisia tried her best to be the loyal friend he
needed. Zac slowly stood turning the truncheons in figure eight patterns
in either hand. When the cape and cowl were up Zac disappeared and became
the vigilante hero, the White Shadow. He no longer knew where he fit in life,
but he knew the city still needed a hero. But what was next? So
many battles had been fought but he still questioned if he had accomplished
anything. Lives had been saved; people had been helped but his heart had
been shattered. “Arisia, where do I go from here? Even if it’s just
you and me baby girl this city still needs a hero that they don’t always
appreciate.” He tapped his left gauntlet and keyed in a sequence. A
few miles away the Owl Jet transformed and rose skyward. He dropped the
cowl and cape into place and secured both truncheons to his gauntlets.
The Owl Jet neared, and he tapped into the powers given him by the
Celestial and teleported him and his trusty dog onto the jet. There was a sound
of glass breaking and metal tearing as they teleported. He paused for a
second and spoke. “Computer, engage Hero Wave and start scanning for
emergencies. Arisia, it’s time to go do some good.” The dog rested
her head on his knee as he enabled manual control. He’d been through
heartbreak, divorce, the loss of two dogs and multiple team ups with heroes and
heroines and fights with villains. It was time for the White Shadow and
Arisia to make a difference in their city once again. “We need some tunes
Baby Girl.” He stabbed a button with his white glove. The Owl Jet
filled with the sound of guitars and drums as the song When Lightning Strikes
by Kiss began playing. “A fitting song by the alter egos of the Four Who
Are One.”
It was far past time he reminded evil doers of the phrase “Don’t make
me go all White Shadow on you.” To the uninitiated it simply meant that
with his teleportation powers and martial arts skills someone was going to be
hit multiple times and very quickly with fists, feet, elbows, knees and
truncheons and it would all hurt a lot! The White Shadow was back in
action. Arisia the Girl Dragon aka the dog named after a member of the
Green Lantern Corps was by his side. But he and the dog viewed life
differently since Noodles became a part of their world. Since January, Noodles had changed their lives
in so many ways. Through a series of
events that made zero sense at the time He met Becky who earned the nickname
Noodles by giving Arisia some Lo Mein noodles.
Now he and the dog had someone to come home to after their crime
fighting adventures. God had blessed
them with this wonderful woman who supported them in all aspects of life.
He reached for the throttle and was about to pull down on it and
that’s when he sensed something. The Starbearer contacted him with a
vision. “No, no anything but that.” Arisia whimpered and turned her
head at a sound. The White Shadow heard something behind him clatter and
there on the cockpit floor was Crackup. It was the battle axe that
belonged to a good friend and fellow warrior that he had fought beside multiple
times. She was a time displaced friend named Brandolyn. She was an
axe mistress one of the best. The fact that Crackup was here meant that
she had been slain in battle and the axe had returned to the place where she
originally transported through time. “Arisia, we’ve got to find the
Psycho Circus and avenge our friend. But first we need some help.
Computer, bring up the Vixen Force mission files we need to find Courtney
Krieger. I know of no better sniper on earth that I trust more with my
life.” Slowly, minutes passed by. “Ding”. “Cover Girl has been
located due west of your location.” “Send encoded message I don’t want to
give out her location in case she’s undercover on a assignment.” He
pushed the throttle and pulled back on the controls, sending the jet up into a
cloud and hit the hover button. Arisia let out a low whine. “It’s
okay we’re going to stay here for a response.” They sat for a few minutes,
and he thought then calculated a new strategy. “Arisia, come here I have
to strap you in for what’s about to happen.” He put the dog in a harness
and fastened her seat belt. “We got to get sub orbital momentarily and I
don’t need you floating around scared. If something can hurt the former
axe wielding mistress then I need more help than just Cover Girl I need Ahsoka
and Sabine Wren. A former Jedi and Mandolorian will be huge difference
makers in any fight.”
