The Blue Panther scouted the underground plumbing system of the sewers. A strange green, odorous wave wafted to his nose. The Blue Panther gagged in disgust as he inhaled the putrid, fetid, and foul stench of freshly brewed toilet water along with its mephitic contaminants. He pinched his nose closed, and whipped out a gas mask, covering his ailing nostrils. It was quite stinky down there.
The Panther reached for his tool belt and retrieved an Eveready mini-flashlight and flipped the switch on. Within a flash, a surge of fluorescent light engulfed the darkness, as the Panther scanned the sewers. Reaching his ears was a ripple of rushing water as he followed the stream down to an intersection of pipes. The Panther then reached once again to his utility belt and obtained a pair of small binoculars, sporting red visors in the eyeholes. Twisting a tiny knob, the stealthy subjugator was able to reveal a trail of footprints leading down the left pipe to his optic receptors.
With a swift kick off the ground, the Panther was off, sprinting into the depths of the underground.
Justice Union#1: Episode 7 - "Into the Depths"
As the Panther turned a corner in the pipes, a sudden burst of blasting lasers halted his progression. Thinking quickly, he leapt to the side, avoiding the deadly blast, and retrieved a panther disc from his belt. With a quick flick of the wrist, the disc was off, assailing towards its target. Like a guillotine on its victim, the laser cannon’s head was dismembered in one quick, slicing motion.
Unfortunately, there were five more cannons attached to the ceiling of the sewers, aiming their heads toward the intruder. Once again, the hero reached for his discs, obtaining three, and sliced the heads of three blasting blasters in one swift throw. He then proceeded to take two small objects out of his belt and tossed them towards each cannon that was left. As they attached to the wall, the Panther reached for the buckle of his belt and opened it, revealing a series of colorful buttons arranged in an organized fashion. With a push of a green button, the remote mines exploded, exploding the cannons they were targeting. The Panther triumphantly ran down the pipe hall towards a large stairway that led into a gigantic laboratory dome.
As he entered the large facility, a variety of machines, cranes, tables, and mechanical objects slithered into view. At one end lay a large table with sparks flying, as a strange little man was working hard on what seemed to be a rather big project. “Oh, this will be my greatest plan yet!” The short man with the bushy white hair and mustache said. “Buahaha!” He continued to fiddle with his tools as he touched up a small cylindrical device that lay before him.
Suddenly, a short tapping came a rapping on the little man’s shoulder. “What do you want!? I’m busy right now! Stupid machine!” He cried to the tapper. Then, something in his brain sparked realization. “Wait a minute…my machine doesn’t have free will!” The programmer turned around and shrieked shrilly at the sight of his masked menacing nemesis. “EeeeK! No, not you! What do you want?! I haven’t done anything yet!” He cried. “I know you built that Ultraman double…Dr. Gear-o.” the Panther accused of him. “You have no proof!” the Doc retorted. “A little stoolpigeon told me that you hired him for slipping some Cajun into a certain hero’s Shrimp Creole just a while back,” the Panther rebuttled. “Now tell me…WHY?!” He yelled, as he used the traditional pick-up-by-the-collar routine. “Alright Catman! You got me! I’ll tell you the whole story…” Gear-o assented, as he reached for a small remote on top of the desk behind him. “That is…” he continued. “IF…you can survive Omegaman! Muahaha!”
With a push of a button, the sound of metal churning vibrated through the air. A huge robotic figure found its way behind the Panther, attempting to smash him with his huge cybernetic hands. Dropping the doc, the Panther conducted a forward flip to escape the deadly enemy’s hands. He then reached for his utility belt to make a quick fix to the mess, but as his hand felt for the belt…it was missing. Bryce’s eyes widened in alertness. He looked around to find Gear-o waving the tool belt in the air within a distance. “Let’s see how you fare without this! You fool! Nuahahaha!”
The Panther’s eyes frowned in contortion. Scanning around, he found a metal rod and reached for it. With both hands, he struck the rod at the monster’s metal-clad frame. The rod made impact on the body, sending ringing vibrations down the metal stick and through the Panther. It was no use the metal was too strong. There was nothing left to do but flee for a time.
The rumbling of the robot crept closer, as the Panther fled to find safe haven. Like a sparking plug, an idea flashed into the Panther’s head. He viewed a conveyor belt in the distance, with large blocks of metal crushing scrap iron in the distance. The daring defeater dove onto the forward-moving belt, and quickly maneuvered his way through the stomping metal with right timing.
Driven to the destruction of the hero, Omegaman followed the Panther onto the belt. Unfortunately, the large robot was not programmed to avoid giant crushing pieces of metal, and was therefore ill-ready for his own destruction. In one stomp, the walking machine was flattened and subdued under the stomper, with electric sparks flying due to contorting wires.
Quickly, the Panther leapt off the conveyor belt and watched in triumph, with arms folded, as the deadly automation was destroyed.
