A Gathering Storm (Knightmare AU Team 1)

Participants: Cassandra Cain | Marco Mardon | The Joker | Bruce Wayne | Edward Nigma
Open/Closed: Closed
Location(s): The Ruins of Metropolis
Time of Day: Early afternoon
Weather: Overcast, with the threat of a storm.
Summary: A team of survivors have outlasted Darkseid's apocalypse. With much of the Earth fallen, this rag-tag band seek vengeance upon the invader. It begins with the theft of a Mother Box, housed in the ruins of Metropolis. Can they defeat the parademons defending it before the gathering storm hits?

Wind-swept sand curled and eddied around her as she stood upon the rise – debris piled high – over-looking what used to be a cityscape, teeming with life. Its skyscrapers were a thing of memory, reduced to broken, jagged shards; a bed of shattered spires and broken glass. Everything else was dust – an entire civilization left in ruin. The Daily Planet’s globe lay upon its side amidst the rubble, ornate lettering warped and twisted, a symbol from a lost age, the only way to identify the sprawling barrens from any other.

Metropolis. Or what little remained.

Glancing over her shoulder, her featureless mask hiding her face, protecting it from the grit and grime that hung heavy in the air, she summoned those at her back – a group of misfits seeking the same end; with nothing left to save, only vengeance remained. What Darkseid had taken from them, they would take back in kind – carved out of his new empire, and then, his flesh. Wandering the wastes like sand-ravaged spectres, they liberated what they could, hoping that each parademon felled would lead them ever closer to the Lord of Apokolips.

It was a wild fantasy, a distant hope – but it was all they had.

Ignoring any chatter, less talkative now than she’d ever been, Cassandra Cain dropped from her perch, forging forward toward the remains of Superman’s protectorate. On the horizon, the dark clouds they’d witnessed forming hours before coalesced, blotting out the red sun, and green flashes illuminated the gloom – a kryptonite storm. Violent and unforgiving, the weary travellers had no desire to be caught out in the emerald tempest. Hopefully, Mardon could hold it at bay long enough for them to accomplish what they’d come to: the theft of a Mother Box.