WildC.A.T.S. DCU 1

Just thinking about the recent DCU announcement that some of Wildstorm's charecters may be intergrated into the DCU proper
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She hasn't seen him in at least five centures, well at least not in person...and they hadn't spoken in at least twice that long.

They along with others had come to Earth from the stars, specifically from a planet named Khera. Khera was at one time part of the Kryptonian Empire at the very fringe of it in fact where the Kryptonians there were fueled by an orange sun. One day they were part of the great empire and what seemed like the next day, all communication with Krypton had ceased.

The Kryptonians and the natives of Khera were identical to the naked eye and could mate (albiet very carefully) and for centuries the fact that their home planet had abandoned them on the outer edge of the empire had not bothered them, until the Daemonites came and waged war on the planet.

The war lasted for centuries and when a truce was called the people of Khera rebuilt their civilization based on a strange mixture of the cultures. Then the Daemonites came back and conquered the planet. Scores of ships attempted to flee the planet only a few got through, she was on one of these ships. It's stardrive engines were damaged escaping Khera, it crashed on Earth.

The survivors for awhile tried to repair the ship but when reality set in, the ship could not be repaired, they argued amongst themselves, on what to do with their new lives and slowly but surely the survivors started to drift apart.

She found a small island of women and was taken in by their Queen Hippolyta and lived there for centuries before leaving, learning their ways. Now she found herself employed as a mercanary, always for a rightouos cause but still a gun (or sword) for hire, but now she was here and those days were over.

"Wake up" she said shaking the man out of what appeared to be a restful sleep.

"Zannah?" he said in a question but he knew it was her, he was more surprised that she had actually spoken to him. He had seen her some thirty years ago but she pretended not to know who he was and considering the last time they spoke he thought it was best if he pretended not to recognize her.

"It's Zealot now." he knew by the way she said her new chosen name that the woman he knew as Zannah had been replaced by this hardened warrior in front of him.

"Zealot it is then. To what do I owe this pleasure?" he said trying to fake a smile.

"No pleasure at all. They're here my husband." she said in a cold voice

"Who?"

"The daemonites, they are on Earth and according to Lord Emp..."

"You've spoken to Emp?" he cut her off saying.

"Yes, husband. And according to Lord Emp they've been here for at least a century, plotting...now get dressed, we have work to do." She tosses him a brief case with strange outfit inside.

He hold it up for inspection and says "It resemble my formal affair outfit from Khera..."

"Now is not the time for fond memories, put it on and lets be on our way, Emp is waiting for us husband." she says coldy.

"Zan...Zealot, there was a time when you called me by my name..." he says looking at her with care in his eyes.

"Fine." she says trying not to get lost in the sea of blue he stares at her with "Emp is waiting for us so please hurry, Magestros."


* YEAH THE COSTUME AND IMAGE ARE BLEH BUT I REALLY WANTED TO GET THE STORY OUT OF MY HEAD.*

OK DC...HIRE ME TO WRITE THIS...PLEASE, HEY I'LL WRITE IT FOR FREE!