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Prologue - "The pursuit of justice is tireless and never ending..."
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The annoying little cell phone device that earthlings used would not cease it's annoying prattling. From her school bag across the room it rang with acute sharpness as if it were under her pillow. Efforts to ignore it were difficult. Suri rolled over off the bed admitting defeat suppressing the urge to crush the offensive little disturber of much needed sleep. It was a wonder that Kal could filter out all the noise she was hearing to a 'single' person in a city of millions. It was all she could do to concentrate enough to just turn it all off so she could sleep at night.
It was Kal's idea to start this 'secret identity', he was certain that it was a necessity to perform the role of a Hero, one must understand those they serve. So far it felt like a lot of trouble. She had spent weeks perfecting her language skills for a language she was barely going to use. She was attending school as part of her identity, thankfully the math and science was remedial in nature since she was learning all she could about the various cultures and languages on the planet. It was a dizzying number.
It was with great reluctance that Kal agreed to let her develop naturally on her own. It was obvious he didnt fully trust her, and she wanted to prove to herself that she could succeed on her own. Part of the agreement was that she would limit her activities to Japan. It was a geographicaly small country with some industry. There were few meta humans here which would allow her to hone her powers slowly until he discerned that she was ready for more responsibiities.
For the first few weeks he had been right. She had learned enough Japanese to be functional, and was now working on English. Why the entire globe coundnt speak one language was beyond her. That they could communicate at all with one another was a wonder. Confined to operating on the little island turned out to be challenge enough when balanced with maintaining her secret identity. She had just about mastered the duo identity routine when the majority of the heroes half way around the world vanished.
The last day had been a madhouse. Nearly 24 hours ago, half way around the globe, most of the worlds Heroes were decimated while she slept. It was not nearly a full 8 hours later when she awoke to the startling discovery that the total implications had sunk in.
It was daunting, she wasnt fully certain of the details, nor the ramifications. She would contact Kal later when she had a moment to confirm the situation there. The moment never came, it was a very busy the day. The dire severity of the worlds sitution hadnt quite sunk in, though how busy the day was had. Petty criminals felt the urge to test the bounds of law and order as she foiled a robbery at the Nikkon exchange by criminal equipped with power armor. High tech modern pirates working the sea of Japan were dealt with a little later. A CEO's daughter was taken hostage that needed tending to. It went on and on the whole day. She had missed all her classes and planned to plead a fictiscious illness the next day.
She had just got home to shower and turn in for the night when her cellphone started ringing insistently, Suri had just enough sense of mind to speak in Japanese as she answered the phone, "Hello...? Do you have any idea what time it is? This better not be another credit card application...."
It wasnt... it was to say the least the oddest phone call she had since coming to this planet. Batman...? Wasnt he an ally of Kal? She wasnt on earth all that long, or rather it felt like she hadnt. She had no idea who Kal's been talking to about her. STAR Labs...? Was that a local Japanese conglomerate? Goldstar? No that couldnt be it, it would be easier to just fly to the moon she decided than puzzle out that phone call. Evidently it had something to do with Kal, not many others knew who she was, let alone how to contact her.
Suri popped the cap off the corner of her brass frame head board to recover the super compressed Suri costume she stored away there. She snapped the costume once hard to to work out any wrinkles that might have creased the costume creating a breeze in her small studio apartment. It didnt take long for her to get dressed. The curtains of her window fluttered out in to the street in the wake of her super speeding form passing out the window faster than the eye can track, five blocks away she slowed and made a lazy curving turn skyward. The moon they said, there cant be that many buildings up there can there? This watch tower shouldnt be too hard to find.
