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        JLA - Superman, Batman, Martian Manhunter, Wonder Woman, Flash,
Green Lantern, Aquaman and Green Arrow.
        Avengers - Captain America, Thor, Iron Man, Scarlet Witch,
Hawkeye, Warbird, Justice and Firestar.
        With appearances by Oracle, Nightwing, Tomorrow Woman, Tigra,
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        JLA/Avengers - The Forgotten, Part Seven.
        -----------------------------------------

	Thor was in darkness, he looked about angrily.
        "What sorcery is this? Answer me!"
        "Patience, Thunder God," came The Forgotten's voice, laced
with a light mocking tone which infuriated The Thunder
God,"Congratulations are in order... you won."
        "Won? There was no battle!"
        "Indeed? Well let's just say it was a test of stamina, and you
won."
        Thor growled, swinging his hammer into the darkness, but The
Unforgotten was not there.
        "I won? Then mine Universe be safe?"
        "Yes," laughed The Forgotten,"Even if you did win in a manner
ill-befitting a 'god.'"
        "What now then, buffoon?" asked Thor, sarcasm having never been
his strong suit.
        "Now, you wait, and we see what happens," replied The Forgotten
enigmatically, and then spoke no more.

        - Winner - Thor.

        __________________________
        Green Lantern Vs Firestar.
        --------------------------

        There were pipes everywhere.
        Some were venting steam, others were clear and carried water
to some unknown location for an unknown purpose.  There was little
room to maneuver, and it was hot.
        Green Lantern and Firestar stood in dull incomprehension for
a few seconds, then Kyle ventured.
        "I guess we've been picked to fight?"
        "Looks like it," replied Firestar,"Anyway.... LOOKOUT!"
        Even as Green Lantern turned to look in the direction of
whatever she was staring at with such fear, he was thinking.
        - Damn it, she suckered me, I'm an idiot! -
        He raised a green shield around him, and felt heat against
his back, she had obviously fired a microwave blast at him.
        "Look, check it out," he said, turning to face her,"This ring
of mine can do anything I can think off, it has no known weaknesses and
it doesn't ever run out of juice."
        "It can protect you," replied Firestar,"From the actual blasts
anyway, but let's see if you can take the heat!"
        She blasted at him again and his shield held, but he could
feel the heat through it.  But just a thought later and a green
air-conditioner appeared next to him.  As ridiculous as it seemed,
it began pushing cool air over him.
        "I can do this all day," he said,"What about you?"
        Firestar responded by blasting the floor out from under him,
he fell down.
        "Yes!" she cried, the enthusiasm and exuberance of youth
clear in her voice.
        Then her face fell as he reappeared through the hole, projected
by a giant green spring.
        "You know?" he said with a smile, looking her over,"That costume
is so.... I don't know, eighties! Check out all the yellow... I mean,
if you were fighting my predecessor you probably would have kicked his
ass all over the place!"
        "Shut up!" yelled Firestar, blasting at him with wave after wave
of microwave blasts.  He just opened little green holes that they
disappeared through.
        "Just a green black hole," laughed Green Lantern.
        She screamed in frustration and he laughed a little.
        "Man, you redheads do have fiery temper, don't you!"
        Despite his glib remarks and apparent arrogance, Kyle was just
covering up his fear and terror.  He had been standing on the planet of
Terjobolfriglakopit when it had ceased to be, he had found himself
in that void of nothingness, and when he had tried to create something
with his ring nothing had happened.  For the first time since he had
gotten the ring it had not worked for him, and it had been that which
had driven it home for him.  If he didn't save his Universe by defeating
Firestar, then not even his ring would be able to stop the wave of
destruction The Forgotten would unleash.
        So he covered it up with the typical brashness of youth, trying
to force Firestar into making a mistake.
        And she did.
        She had also been deeply affected by the destruction of the
planets Terjobolfriglakopit and Kalag'Xos.  She was sure that if she
pushed herself to the limits then not even something as powerful
as his ring would be able to stop her.  But using her powers like that
had a devastating side-effect, it caused her to become infertile, it
affected her health.
        - But that's a sacrifice I'm willing to make, - she said, - For
the sake of our Universe, I'll do it. -
        "Okay, you talk big," she yelled,"But you strike me as a little
boy dressed up in Daddy's clothes and trying to be him.  I don't think
you've got the experience I've got, I don't think you're quite as
powerful as you think you are!"
        A green Clint Eastwood appeared next to Kyle, and mouthed the
words he spoke.
        "Go ahead, make my day!"
        Still, that comment about dressing up and pretending to be
daddy had struck him harder than he liked to admit.  He had always
felt like he didn't deserve the power of the ring, it had almost
literally fallen into his lap.  He hadn't been chosen like his
predecessor, Hal Jordan.
        - But then again, - He thought, - Hal ended up going psycho
and trying to wipe out a few billion people. -
        Firestar clenched her fists at her side, her eyes sealed shut
and she gritted her teeth.  Suddenly her entire body seemed to glow
bright with power, and then exploded outward from her, smashing into
his green shield, wiping away his rinky dink air-conditioner.
        His shield held, but the heat was intense, it was driving
him crazy, sweat was running down his face and he had a sudden vision
of being fried alive, the flesh burnt from his bones and leaving
a polished skeleton inside an impenetrable cocoon of green light,
sometimes having a great imagination didn't help matters.
        - Okay... - he thought, - Gotta think... something, that uses
the power... to run, and shunts the heat upwards through the roof. -
        Even as he thought it, a green machine was forming about
Firestar, and blocking off the microwave burst being directed at him.
        - Okay, - he thought as the heat lessened, - Gotta hold it...
till she runs out of steam. -
        The sweat was still dripping from his face, and he realised
he had dropped his shield, and the heat from the pipes was
getting to him.
        - Of course! - he thought, - The pipes are transferring heat
down here, this is some kind of boiling room, and The Forgotten put
us down here to limit our mobility, put it down to a test of power
against power... looks like I win! -
        And with that he imagined the machine cooling the temperature
inside to near freezing levels.  Any additional heat created inside
would instantly be siphoned away, so she wouldn't be able to heat
herself.
        After holding it for a couple of minutes he released the
machine, and instantly armored up in manga-type green body armor.  But
it was unnecessary, Firestar lay shivering on the ground, unable to
move.
        "I'm sorry," Kyle said, then wrapped her in a shell of green
light which would magnify her body heat, keeping her from getting
hypothermia.
        "Well done," said The Forgotten's voice,"You saved your Universe,
even if you may have doomed hers."
        And Kyle wondered if maybe the price of salvation wasn't too
much.

         - Winner - Green Lantern.

       Barbara Gordon sat in the comfortable swivel chair, but she didn't
know how comfortable it was.
        Once she had been Batgirl, defender of the innocent, scourge
of crime in Gotham City... well maybe that was going a bit far, Batman
was the scourge of crime, but she had helped out.
        Then in one second, in a pointless act of madness perpetrated
by a madman, two bullets had shattered her spine and paralyzed her
from the waist down.
        Now she still did her bit, working as Oracle for Batman and
The JLA.  She sat at her computer, hooked into various information
networks, government computers in various countries.  She was the
living index of information for crimefighters.
        And she was bored.
        No one had called in the last couple of days, since the whole
thing with the Hyperion had ended it had been surprisingly quiet, and
in some strange way she was wishing that somebody would break the law
and give her something to do.
        She brushed a stray strand of her dark red hair away and continued
browsing the newsgroups,, looking for something new to read.
        Alt.sex.stories.moderated.
        Her eyes caught the name of the newsgroup as she scrolled down
the page, as it did every time she scrolled down, and as with each time
she felt a sneaking sense of guilt, despite the fact she had never even
been in one of those newsgroups.
        She hesitated as she went to click down further, she moved the
mouse up to the newsgroup, and her finger hesitated over the mouse button.
        "Why not?" she said, louder than she expected, giving herself a
little start.
        She smiled at the ridiculousness of this situation and prepared to
continue scrolling down.
        A few feet behind her in the little room, a minuscule little
white portal opened for a second, no larger than an inch in diameter,
then disappeared.
        A small metallic bug sat on the floor, it scanned about and
picked up Barbara's heat signature.  Small wings slipped out of it's
back and it flew up through the air, moving through the small gap between
the seat of the chair and the back support.  The small white shirt Barbara
was wearing was pulled up a bit, exposing her pale white skin.
        "Ow!" muttered Barbara and she prepared to move down the screen,
she released the mouse and slapped at her back.
        She lifted her hand to see if she had caught whatever bug had
bitten her, and then white hot pain was lancing through her entire body,
her legs kicked out straight, smashing into the computer desk with a
dull thud of pain and her arms flung out in different directions, her
mouth wide open in a silent scream of anguish... then she slumped down
in the chair motionless.
        After half a minute her eyes flickered slightly, then slowly
opened.  She groaned as she felt a dull flash of remembered pain in her
head, and she wiped her now sweaty hair out of her face.  Her legs were
throbbing dully and she half wondered if there was any aspirin about...
until she realised her legs were throbbing dully!
        - They can't, - she thought in dazed confusion, - There's no
feeling in my legs anymore, they can't hurt. -
        She felt herself slipping back into unconsciousness, but still
she could feel that pain in her legs, growing stronger now, and she
thought crazily, - Maybe it was only temporary paralysis? - and then
her eyes closed.... and snapped straight open again.
        Her head snapped up at the same time, and she looked about, alert
and ready.  Her eyes almost seemed to glow with a white light, and a
small, sly smile flickered over her lips.
        She pushed herself and the chair away from the desk with her legs,
which were indeed operating again, which were, in fact, tingling with
light pins and needles, a sensation which went from her toes all the way
up to her waist, to her.... to her....
        "To my pussy," she finished the sentence, that same sly grin all
the more apparent.
        She glanced about, as if expecting to see someone standing there,
watching in disapproval.  When she had made sure she was not observed
in any way, she grabbed the waistband of her faded blue trackpants and
pulled them forward.  Then she slowly slid her hand down under the waist
band and then her fingertips under the thin material of her white, cotton
panties.
        An explosion of sensation seemed to go off throughout her lower
body as her fingers came into contact with her clitoris.  The tingling
pins and needles sensation continued, it was not unpleasant at all, and
her finger sliding around her clitoris felt even better.
        She moaned happily, closing her eyes and tilting her head back
slightly, she could feel moisture growing in her vagina, senseless for
so long, now back with a vengeance.
        "Good...." she moaned, she opened her eyelids slightly and took
in the computer screen, the newsgroup alt.sex.stories.moderated was
still highlighted.
        "Sex?" she muttered, and used her feet to bring the swivel chair
forward.  With her free hand she grabbed the mouse and double clicked
on the highlighted newsgroup.
        1876 New Messages read the text box that opened instantly, how
many do you wish to read?
        "All of them," she whispered, longing deep in her voice.  She
clicked on all and a new window opened, slowly picking up each new story,
showing the progress through a small, blue bar with a percentage sign
next to it.  Within half a minute the bar was complete, and the stories
appeared.

        --------------------------
        Batman Vs Captain America.
        --------------------------

        It was a combination of their uncanny balance, agility and
survival instincts that saved Batman and Captain America from being
swept away the instant they arrived at their location.
        Standing one minute in the Throne Room of The Forgotten, the
next thing they knew the Caped Crusader and The Sentinel of Liberty
found themselves standing on a swinging platform, being pounded by wave
after wave of water that was stingingly cold.  As they gripped onto
the creaking gantry, Captain America hazarded a look over the side.
It was nighttime, and dark, but he could see what appeared to be a
huge waterfall going down a long, long, long way.
        Rain pounded down hard against them, cold and hard, it was
almost like hail.
        "This is a dam!" Batman cried, so he could be heard over the
rushing water,"The Forgotten seems to want to test our hand to hand
abilities, as there is little room for maneuvering or using gadgets
here!"
        Captain America nodded,"And what do you plan to do, fight?"
        A small, rare grin crossed Batman's lips, and then he was
striking forward, faster than Captain America had ever seen.  He
blocked the forearm, just, and then had to twist aside to avoid
a knee to the solar plexus. Batman was following through before
he had even finished that move, sweeping his other leg around as he
brought his attacking knee back down.  Captain America leaped over
it and Batman smashed him hard in the gut with his head.
        Cap gritted his teeth and grabbed the Dark Knight by the
sides of his head, bringing his knee up into his enemies face, but
Batman somehow twisted aside and only caught a glancing blow to
the shoulder, which he tucked down and rammed into The Living Legend's
side.
        They broke off and eyed each other warily.
        - Shit, I've never meet someone who fights like this before...
or have I? Something that Wonder Woman said about this happening
before? Still, I don't think I can keep blocking his attacks for long,
I've gotta go on the offensive. -
        Suddenly, for no apparent reason, Batman growled in anger and
brought his fist down on the platform's side, smashing through the
light pipe there.
        Captain America disregarded it, and lept forward, meaning to
knock the Caped Crusader down onto his back where Cap's superior
strength would give him the upper hand.  As he jumped Batman nodded
slightly, his eyes looking towards the side of the platform.
        Cap instantly changed his strategy, guessing at what Batman
was planning.  He allowed himself to miss his opponent, who grabbed him
by the shoulders and pushed him towards the gap in the platform's
side.
        "Trust me!" Batman whispered harshly through gritted teeth.
        Captain America nodded, and when Batman pushed him off the side
he grabbed him by the cape and pulled him down after him.

        End Part Seven Of Fifteen.

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