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[center][b]Christopher Arthur III[/b][/center]
[center][b]Earth’s Orbit[/b][/center]

	Three months prior, a mysterious armored ‘hero’ appeared out of nowhere, self-proclaimed as Archangel, offering her help to S.T.R.I.K.E. and Iron Knight to take down Nightmare and his fiendish associates. During the Pax Metahumana crisis, she used orbital weapons to surgically strike the devices that were producing the metadomes, along with countless decoys deployed to distract the heroes. However, while the Pax Merahumana crisis was still in full swing, Archangel went AWOL without leaving a trace. Once Doctor Diplodoc’s schemes were foiled by the makeshift coalition of heroes, S.T.R.I.K.E. investigated her disappearance and discovered that she was an android the entire time.

	S.T.R.I.K.E. then turned its attention to the orbital weapons that Archangel had possession over during the Pax Metahumana crisis. While they dismantled the majority of these devices, since they posed a serious threat to humanity in general, S.T.R.I.K.E. left a few of them operational as a secret trump card that they could pull out of their diversified bag of tricks in a dire situation. For three months, these remaining satellites remained had stayed in a state of standby. They were silent in the dark recesses of space.

	Until now. One of these satellites that had entered orbit above the United States began to activate. The device began to gather the GPS data of its target. The object glowed while it built up energy for its projectile weapon. Once warmed up, the orbital weapon unleashed a beam of energy towards the surface of the earth, appearing like a giant laser pointer. Whatever had been targeted by this weapon was not going to have a good day.

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[center][b]Chris’ Mansion, Richmond, Virginia[/b][/center]

	While Chris was being distracted by the missiles that were hot on his tail, the Judicator turned towards the front door of Chris’ mansion. Since his minions had already rigged the door with explosives, all the Judicator needed to do was detonate them to gain access to the building. A blast of fire blew a hole into the entrance of the mansion and the Judicator helped himself inside.

	Now inside, the Judicator scanned the mansion to discover where Chris was hiding all of his technological goodies.  When he found that Chris’ personal research center was located on a basement level in the mansion, the Judicator used an energy beam to carve a path through the floor and the bedrock to the basement. Once he had completed this task, the Judicator hovered down the newly created pathway until he reached the bottom.

	Next, his sensors scavenged the basement for some data he was after. During their killing blow on S.T.R.I.K.E., the Hounds of Humanity failed to gain possession of the database that stored all the information that the secret spy organization had gathered on the various people of interest who had appeared over the past months. It was all because of Chris’ own precautions that prevented the Hounds from getting this information, since he designed the database to automatically erase itself when there is an unauthorized access of the files. 

	However, Chris had not implemented the same precautions to his personal backup of the information, since it was the last copy of the S.T.R.I.K.E. files. While Chris had enough foresight to delete all the secret identities of every individual in the database, there remained one set of information that would prove deadly if it fell into the wrong hands. S.T.R.I.K.E. had performed hundreds of war game simulations to strategize how to defeat any individual in the database. 

	While the Judicator was downloading the files, Chris made his entrance through the passage that the Judicator had cut through his house.

	[color=c0c0c0]“When I told you to get off my lawn, that did not mean breaking into my home. I’ve always wanted to physically kick someone out of my house.”[/color]

	“Like I said before,” the Judicator told Chris while focusing his attention on download completion percentage on his wrist. “Don’t make threats that you cannot execute.”

	[color=c0c0c0]“I’ve helped take down some of the most dangerous villains this world has encountered. How will this be any different.”[/color]

	“I’ve got back-up.”

	Suddenly, a red light began to shine through the make-shift passage to the ground floor. Guessing that he probably did not want to be standing underneath it, Chris dove out of the wave before the red energy beam slammed into the mansion. The structure of the building crumbled in on itself. The basement level where Chris and the Judicator collapsed in on itself, burying the two armored men alive.

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[center][b]A few minutes later[/b][/center]

	The fire department and the emergency units had rushed over to Chris’ mansion once the entire city of Richmond watched as a red laser beam descend from space and destroy the playboy millionaire’s residence. The fire fighters and the emergency responders scavenged through the rubble, looking for survivors. Fortunately, Chris had installed a secure and heavily reinforced panic room where everyone who had been inside the mansion during the Judicator’s attack had hid. 

	While the survivors were being attended to beside the ambulances, an energy beam created another passageway through the wreckage. Everyone paused, waiting to see who would emerge. An aura of fear verberated throughout the crowd of victims and rescue responders when they saw the Judicator hover out of the wreckage.

	The Judicator peered down at his wrist to check the status of the download. Any percentage would do for the Judicator, since even a fraction of the data stored in those files could prove useful against certain individuals of interest. Plus, the database does not only have the information of capes stored in it, but also of regular people who had powers but decided that a life of superheroics (or villainy) was not for them. His mission here was more or less complete.

	“No one can escape the sentence of the Judicator.”

	After giving his warning, the Judicator soared away.