DC's Path of Ruin: Book I

March 28th, 2015 - Part 2

Day 101 - March 28th, 2015 : Morning - Around 9 AM

Joseph's right leg was suspended by a leg strap, the masterful assassin laid back on a medical bed in Lex Luthor's laboratory. There was a slight sting going through his nervous system - his leg missing entire muscles from the thigh and outer hip - down to almost the bone itself. He was being fed several tubes of fluids of IV and other advanced medicine to enhance his already enhanced healing processes. And while the average man would have been screaming in pain, the sting was nothing comparatively.

His medical robe, black, was pushed up from his legs and hips - exposing the tight muscular V of his pelvis and lower torso. Over him was the silver haired doctor pulling her hair back over her ear as she lowered her head down on Joseph again - giving something for him to help ease the pain as well as pass the time. The door was locked, an entire floor with no more than four people - no one heard the sloppy sounds of her lips and the constant hum of the lights in this room. Ms. Lincoln seemed to be enjoying what she was doing, panties to her ankles and a hand up her own skirt.

Her inhuman colored lips smacked against Joseph's loins and she looked up to him.

"I'm glad you came back whole..." she told him. Joseph's eyes closed as her lips went to the lower area of his body. Still somehow after losing, he still won with this. He remembered the night before...

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Day 100 - March 27th, 2015 : Night - Around 10 PM

Joseph stood in a building waiting for his cue to take out Superboy. He and the demon boy were doing some sort of cuddling or some kind of shit. He scoffed, gay guys always had to put their shit on blast. They were over there changing colors and shit. Ugh.....Then the Bat-kid walked up behind them and watched for a moment with his arms crossed.

The strange scene of a Bat-kid, Kryptonian, and pink haired girly demon shit standing there. Once the Bat-kid was noticed, then the gays disbanded. Conversation was had between the three of them for a few moments. As they did, Connor looked up. Finally!

As Connor attempted to speak, Joseph fired the kryptonium bullet at Connor who fell to the ground seconds later. Now he sent shots around the other two, the Bat-kid grabbed pinkie's arm and bolted with him. He adjusted the gun to follow them. But his vision behind the scope jolted with the jerking of his body, force hitting him from behind. The AI of his suit screamed at him through text boxes of deep cuts in the back of his armor - displaying a mini generated four claw slash mark on the far left of his view as an actual model of the damage done. 'shit' He looked over his shoulder, to see black and blue. "What the fu--" A winding ribbed tail quickly wrapped itself around his entire being, his vision jostled further - and his sense of direction ruined as his body was tossed straight out the window itself - loud clanking and breaking before the free falling sensations stuck his core.

Joseph felt himself falling for a moment before having the AI in his helmet activate the jetpack as he stabilized himself in the air. Then, he boomed up to the building next to him. He looked over his shoulder to see the beast no longer.

"I have no idea what that is, but you are to defend yourself against it, I need combat footage to study" Lex commanded in his ear. Joseph nodded as he looked down at the other building though it wasn't there. The peripheral of his view caught the winding of the tail and this time the creature slapped him with it, spinning him before wrapping him. It lifted Joseph up, off his feet and the creature and Terminator met eye to eye - if Joseph could understand the streaks of blue lightning on its alien like face to be eyes. Joseph growled and attempted to break free of it's hold, and failed. It began burrowing straight into his armor - all four of its claws rapidly digging and chipping away the silver to reveal the lower levels of circuitry. Small pop ups warned him of the rapidly disabling features and imminent impact.