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[color=2557C2][b][sub]FIRST APPEARANCE : NIGHTWING[/sub][/b][/color][b][color=crimson][sup][h1]THUNDERSTRUCK[/h1][/sup][/color][color=2557C2](Really, Cap?)[/color][/b][/center]
[COLOR=deepskyblue][INDENT][B][SUP][SUB][H3]J U M P    C I T Y[/H3][/SUB][/SUP][/B][/INDENT][hr][/COLOR][INDENT][INDENT][sup][color=SILVER]December 4[sup]th[/sup], 2017   |   6:41p.m.   |   S.T.A.R. Labs[/color][/sup][/INDENT][/INDENT]

[color=crimson]"This is Captain Marvel. I'm at S.T.A.R. Labs, but this wasn't a break in... it was a break [b]out[/b]."[/color]

I hear my comm buzz to life with Billy’s voice as my cycle rumbles beneath me. At his words, I take the next turn to head toward S.T.A.R. Labs. There’s no telling what or who broke out, and the quicker we deal with the situation, the better off Jump City would be.

[color=2557C2]”I hear ya, Cap. I’m on my way to you now.”[/color]

I race down the street on my cycle, avoiding traffic with motions that are muscle memory at this point in my career. It’s a strange thought that I’ve been in the game so long that racing a motorcycle down crowded streets is muscle memory to me, and that I know this city as well as Gotham or Blüdhaven; well, maybe not [i]as[/i] well, but still pretty damn well.

I see the lights of the police cars as I close in on S.T.A.R. Labs, and I pull my bike away from the lights and instead park it in a nearby alley, then use a trick from the Bat to slip into the building unseen by the police. I drop down straight into a puddle of [i]something[/i]. I bend down to examine the putrid-smelling puddle. It looks like sludge from the landfill mixed with sewage; it smells just like it looks. I pull away and look around. I don’t see Billy where I entered. I pull up the records of villains being held here from the lab’s database. The holoscreen fizzles into life floating over my gauntlet. I cross reference the sludge with the database. I’m not surprised to see the ichor-plastered “face” of Plasmus pull up on my screen.

[color=2557C2]” Great…”[/color] I whisper to myself before opening the comm up, [color=2557C2]“Cap, I’m in. I found a puddle of something nasty. I checked the lab’s database. Looks like we’re dealing with Plasmus. I’ll track his sludge trail. Don’t let the police get involved. They’re not equipped for this; I saw them on my way in.”[/color]

I cycle through my mask’s vision frequencies and lock on to the sludge’s makeup. My vision goes red as my mask’s lenses start scanning for other sludge puddles. Soon a trail pops up along the floor of the lab, and I follow it.