6 Months until Utopian Registration
Z stood off in the shadow’s watching as the rain poured down upon the Cajun’s back. The flashlights from the police were quickly upon them. “I don’t know if you know this; but in six months Gambler, whether you like it or not you will be a registered Super Human.” Z said taking to the skies disappearing from the vision of the Utopian police department.
“We’ve detained Jean Lebeau, someone relay this back to President Lopez.” The officer said, shooting the sly Cajun with a tranquilizer dart putting him out on the spot. The officers carefully picked up the body of the once prolific King of Utopia and escorted him to Realgam City to personally be I.D’d by Maya Lopez. “What happens if he wakes up?” One of the officers said, a bit scared. “Then we kill’em, before he kills us”. The other guard continued to stare at the unconscious Cajun hoping to God that he didn’t even flinch. Maya was already waiting for them at her Villa; she was dressed in a lavender pink night gown with her hair blowing wildly in the wind. “What the hell did you find him doing?” Maya asked wondering where his battle wounds came from.
“We found him like that in the sewer system me thinks, he was wounded by a much bigger rat” one of the policemen said, rubbing the back of his head in the process. “S…he’s ..back” The Cajun managed to whisper slowly awakening from his tranquilizer. “We can’t keep him in a normal precinct” the officer said, still scratching his head. “We can’t keep him at all Gambler is an international criminal by Geneva laws he must be transported to an international facility.” Maya bent down, but she didn’t get to close, she knew how explosive he could be at any moment. “If you could be left here, I’d torture you until you were dehydrated, Hydrate you and then dehydrate you again” she said, with her eyes turning a sinister blue.
“Leave him in the custody of the Americans; I can do nothing for him.” The leader of the new free world turned and headed back towards her villa whilst the guards escorted the King of Kings to the Americans.
It didn’t take long, news of Gambler’s capture in Utopia did nothing but strengthen Maya’s push for a global registration act. There was turmoil in places as small as Draper City, Utah to the peak of Mount Olympus. Maya paid multiple surveillance companies around the world to capture the battles between reckless metahumans, she was going to convince the world that without government insurance the threat of Metahuman damage would forever leave those they ‘served’ at the mercy of their powers.
There were camera crews littered all over the front gates of the Ruin Kingdom; people taking pictures and trying to get a mere word out of the king of kings; as he was escorted into the main gates of the international prison city. The Federal Police relinquished custody of the Cajun to the Ruin City Security guards it didn’t take long for the other prisoners to take notice.
“I’m going to shave that thick white hair of yours Cajun and wipe my ass with it!” one of the prisoners screeched from behind the electric fence. The guards very crudely tossed Jean into a holding cell with a blonde woman. “Remember me?” Z said, removing her mask. Watching as he slowly winced in pain, she paced the room with her hands behind her back. “Think about all the people you’ve wronged in the past; I think it’s ironic how right now you, the King of Kings need a hero” she said, smiling.
“Just a few days ago, I told you I was stronger than your SHA; the reasoning behind it being I don’t have an emotional connection to no one. Picking up the injured Cajun she tossed him through a window and out on the streets of the Ruin Kingdom. “Oh before I forget there are hundreds of video cameras running throughout the city; if you try to escape I will find you, and Jean; I will Kill you” she said, smiling. With that Z disappeared from view, flying high into the cold night.
There was a dense fog slowly building in the horrid city; huge piles of trash blew across the blood ridden streets. There were hundreds of people just hanging out on the streets doing whatever they felt like doing; the prisoners here had freedom to do whatever they please; with the exception of trying to break free.
Z was about 80% sure Gambler would die here, only because of how weak their fight could’ve left him. The other 20% was her respecting just how crafty he could be, She half expected him to organize these prisoners into a riot; which meant Z would have to kill them all. Didn’t matter in the last few days she knew of the crisis on Mt.Olympus (This is called a cross reference ;) which meant most of the stronger beings would be powerless to stop her push for registration.
Z landed on the plateau and instantly bowed down. “Does he know I’m alive?” the person in the cloak asked in a sweet yet mysterious tone. “No he does not” Z responded loyally. “Inform Arrow of my arrival” the woman in the cloak demanded still watching Jean on a camera.
Z watched as the woman extended her hand on the TV screen and began to caress the image of Gambler. “What if Cassidy comes?” Z asked, about to take off. “IF she comes, then I’ll take care of her personally” she said, with a red Aura surrounding her.
What exactly is going on in the Ruin Kingdom?