A receptionist enters a large office and says "Mr. Sykes, Mr. Johnson is here to see you."
A well suited man responds "Thank you Francine. Please show him in."
Lala enters what used to be Tobias Whale's base of operations. No one has seen Whale's body since Lala threw him out the window, impaling and at last liberating Freeland from his tyranny. Things have been good for Lala. He's reestablished the 100 gang, the drug industry in Freeland is thriving; even Club 100 is packed tighter than a BBW in spanks. All seemed good and well until he received the invitation to the very office in which that psycho Tobias harpooned him.
The well suited man starts the conversation. "Ah, Latavious Johnson...the Tatoo'd man. You're a hard man to find, and from what I hear, even harder to kill." With contempt, Lala responds, "It's Lala not Latavious." Rebuking him, the man responds, "It's Latavious. Now, say your name..."
Lala tries to resist but finds himself unable to. This is a position he knows all too well. He equally hates and is terrified of it. He went through this every time Tobias uttered those damned words, "The devil deals the cards." A tear rolls down his cheek at the realization of the possibility that he will be once again thrust into the living hell that is being robbed of the universal basic human right of controlling one's own body. "Latavious" etches out of his voice box against his will. His eyes search the room, finding it devoid of any other presence except him and this well-dressed man.
He continues, "Very good, Mr. Johnson. As you have undoubtedly discovered by now, I am a meta human much like yourself. While your abilities prevent you from death - including the most fantastic methods - mine slows the aging process, grants me superhuman strength, and allows for anyone who hears my voice no choice but to do my will. I'm sorry you had to be subjected to this in our inaugural meeting, but we have business to get to and can't be delayed by silly squabbles. My name is Tyson my friends call me Mr. Sykes; My enemies call me Gravedigger.
Lala asks "What do you want from me...Mr. Sykes"
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Flashpoint: Crisis On Earth 23
FanfictionSet across the DC TV Universes (DCTU) - a crisis of interplanetary proportions looms as our forgotten heros find friends, new ememies, and themselves along the way. With Batwoman missing, Batwing takes the Fox Family out of Gotham City and relocates...
