Even though he is not one of us and impeded by the shackles of his flesh, he undoubtedly possesses one of the most extraordinary minds I have ever witnessed. He is, without a doubt, a person I proudly call colleague and disciple. His unrestricted mind and soul showed me innovations and progress that I could not foresee. By all means, Noah Light is a reputable Cryptek that I proudly call colleague.
- Orikan the Divine.
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Even though he is not one of us and is impeded by the shackles of his flesh, he undoubtedly possesses one of the most extraordinary minds I have ever witnessed. He is, without a doubt, someone I proudly call both colleague and disciple. His unrestricted mind and soul have shown me innovations and progress I could not have foreseen. By all means, Noah Light is a reputable Cryptek whom I am proud to call colleague.
— Orikan the Divine.
The most powerful heroes of Earth instinctively guard themselves against the man standing before them. His colossal body threatens their hardened instincts. Even the Man of Steel felt danger—at least, that was my observation. Batman was also vigilant, but I don't think he is ever truly relaxed.
My armor's living metal enveloped me again. It feels odd to wear armor after all these years. Apparently, when your body is tougher than auramite, your badass power armor is deemed unnecessary because it is considered a "waste of strategic material." Or perhaps Alexander was just angry because I forced him to watch all of TTS. Either way, I'm up for a round of Paradox-Billiards-Vostroyan-Roulette-Fourth-Dimensional-Hypercube-Chess-Strip Poker.
I shook my head to clear my thoughts, feeling the power coursing through my body. Moving without arthritis and crippling pain, breathing without asthma, etc., is just awesome. Now, let's take this for a test drive.
I looked at the mighty heroes before me. They all revealed their power so easily. I guess they never needed anything else.
"Let me introduce myself again. I am Noah Light: The Pioneer of Humanity. I have many more names and titles, but they're quite irrelevant here. Now, I am a man who loves to talk while having a good spar. So, does anyone volunteer?" They looked at me with judgmental eyes. Except for Wonder Woman, of course. As expected from the Amazonian princess, she was ready to throw hands.
"I will gladly accept your offer," she said with a grin.
"Awesome. Hermes, please beam us to Training Hall 1 and give our guests good visibility."
[Understood, Boss.]
With this, we teleported to a desolate area.
"Ladies first." With that remark, she charged at me with tremendous speed. This is going to be better than I thought.
(POV: 3rd Person)
As Diana attacked Noah, her sword clashed with his fist. Their power shook the earth beneath them as they both started to accelerate.
"You are strong, for a man," she said mockingly while her sword struck his golden armor. They exchanged fierce blows, revealing more of their unique techniques. As the battle heated up, Diana grew even more hyped. Then Noah disappeared.
"I think that's enough for a warm-up," he said. Before she could process his words, his fist crushed her chest with impossible speed.
"That wasn't speed. You teleported. Are you a sorcerer?"
"I know magic, but this was simple science. Well, maybe not simple, but science nonetheless. I would love to explain it to you, but I don't think you want to spend the next few millennia listening to a boring lecture. However, I can give you a demonstration."
As she charged again, she was stunned to see her blade stop right before him. No matter how hard she pushed, her blade stood immovable.
"Now, for the grand finale." His mysterious chanting stirred her mind. When she turned to face him, she questioned her eyes as the space around him stretched like a piece of cloth, a red light forming on his fingertips.
"Red," he uttered, and with his words, a red light with intense force struck her, causing her vision to darken from the impact.
"Be proud, you were strong."
"Now, who wants to be next?"
The Justice League was stunned as one of their greatest warriors had fallen so quickly.
"I'm next," said The Flash.
"No. You might be fast, but you lack durability," said the Dark Knight as he analyzed the man on the hologram. There was still much to uncover, but something was clear. That man was still holding back if the visions he saw were to be believed.
"Then I will go," said Clark, stepping forward, eyeing Diana's poor state.
[Very well!]
The Man of Steel did not utter a word and charged with incredible speed. As he continuously charged, Noah disappeared and reappeared around him.
"You can't hit me, not while you still hold back, Kal-El. Show me the power of the Beacon of Hope, Kryptonian. I know you don't want to kill me, but I'm not weak." He stopped.
"Very well." His speed reached the speed of light as he struck Noah's chest.
"Now you're getting it," Noah said after being thrown back. "I'll stop holding back then. Don't die."
He disappeared and struck Clark out of the air, then evaded his counterattacks. While dodging, his body flickered, leaving images all around Superman. Then he stopped and stood right in front of Clark. Superman charged and punched faster, but he missed.
With a stunned expression, he threw a flurry of blows like a storm, but none reached Noah. He spoke while dodging every strike with millimetric precision:
"You're powerful, but you lack technique and experience, boy. How often do you fight someone equal to you in physical prowess? I think it's a rare occurrence, right? You fight like a 5-year-old. Let me show you how to throw a punch." And he punched.
Though Clark was faster and stronger, he could neither dodge nor block the incoming strike. His ribcage cracked from the impact, and his body was sent to the ground.
"You've never pushed yourself to your limits, have you? You lack self-preservation in fights. Your foes couldn't hurt you anyway, right? Most of your foes were just prey after all. But I'm no prey. I'll give you some lessons. I strongly advise you to join them. You're not a child, so it's up to you. Tell me your decision when you wake up." Without giving Clark a chance to respond, Noah flickered around him and knocked him out with a single blow.
(POV: MC)
Ohhhhhhh. This felt AWESOME! I haven't enjoyed a fight like this in ages. Beating up my childhood heroes like they're a bunch of children has a certain charm, I'll admit. I can see why many choose to be villains.
"You played with them. Why?" asked the Dark Knight.
"Not them, but him. Diana was a formidable opponent. Clark, on the other hand, not so much." I shrugged.
"He fights like a child, and you play with children, not fight. Also, that would've been boring otherwise; he would've been down immediately. You'd expect, after all those mind controls, that he'd prepare some defense for that. Yet, he's still incredibly vulnerable in that department. Of all the opponents I've had, you're the one I want to fight the most—at your peak, of course. I think you can bear the burden of the Doomslayer Program."
"The Doomslayer Program?" Batman asked.
"Yes, also known as the Trial of Doom. It's the test and preparation for the XXI Legion, my legion. Every single member has undergone immense bio-enhancement and the highest quality battle serums. My main attack force in the days of the Federation against the forces of Chaos. Even though you're not from the death world of Catachan, you have the same vigilance and cunning nature of a Jungle Fighter. I think Legion Master Marbo would either have loved you or hated you from the depths of his soul. Both are fine by me. If you're interested, we can talk about it later. After all, the serum depends on Ivy." I explained, smiling. The thought of Superhuman Space Rambo meeting The Batman is hilarious.
"I would like to hear about that too. Come with me. Poison Ivy is confined in Arkham Asylum. I'll show you the way."
Then we both flew off in his jet to Gotham.
After my first clear look at the beautiful scenery from Batman's jet, I couldn't help but think,
"This place will be even more fun than I expected."
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AN: One more chapter done thank you for reading.
I am aware my first fight left much to desired. I will ask you to bear it while I am trying to improve my lack of skills. So what is your thoughts on the dynamic between Noah and JL What did I done wrong or might have been better.
And I made a Custom Legion: The Doom Slayers. I will publish their Info page next chapter. I would like to hear your ideas on color scheme etc. I was thinking Doom Guys classic green and red.
All critism is appreciated and I wish all of you good days.
The XXI Legion is special in many ways. Their ancient origin, dating back to the 20th millennium, and their status as the only Legion without a Primarch are unique enough in the Imperium. However, their most distinctive feature is their specialty—a Legion designed to kill demons. In the deadly jungles of Catachan, only the most enduring and cunning survive, and the best of these human-skinned war machines are chosen for the hardest initiation of all the Legions (or Chapters): the fatal trial known as the Trial of Doom. Very few in the galaxy are unlucky enough to face them, and even fewer survive to tell the tale.
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