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TheAPERSON and deep-techno stood clueless as they were being led out of Tom's DC Headquarters.

"So, weren't we going to return to Britain?" asked TheAPERSON
"I thought so, so how did we end up here?" asked deep-techno
"No clue," TheAPERSON replied. Let's just follow this lot, we may be able to get a plane back to Britain.

Returning to the Island, which was now shrouded in mist, the Golden Guard drew into the landing port.

the compliment of the Watcher's headquarters was 200 individuals, both women and men, dedicated to protecting life. The watch commander came forward.

"I take it the problem was taken care of?" he asked.

"Yes," said The Voice, "Chaos and Gamis were destroyed, but the Autistics need someone to lead them, I can't offer our help per the orders and regulations of The Watchers."

"We still have his John's DNA from his last exam," said the commander, "Somehow that wasn't destroyed, probably because of the magic elements that were in it, but we can grow a clone."

"It won't have a soul though," said The Voice, "It will be susceptible."

The watch commander smiled, "Not necessarily," he said, "I sensed his soul when the battle ended, John is haunting us in an odd way, I felt him near his DNA, he can be whole again."

"It's risky," said The Voice, "If we let the Guardian return, we don't know what the ramifications would be."

"When we first took his DNA before the changes occurred, we implemented a power inhibitor in the DNA," said the commander, "He is essentially powerless, he will be human, all human."

"I can deal with that," said The Voice, "Do it."

"It will take a month," said the Commander, "But he will fully operational then."

"A month," said The Voice, "Okay."

What will happen next. Find out in the next story

A week later, the science department reported that the DNA had taken with the infusions and that that the growing process was on schedule, what they didn't report was that some DNA was tweaked, and added was claw extensions to the bone structure, and a healing factor. They wanted the war done soon.

Meanwhile, the autistics were asleep in the dormitory of Tom's hidden base in Britain. Tom had taken them there via helicopter after they had found Speedy. CL lay awake (as usual) and overheard Tom talking with one of his troops. "Sir," said the troop, "for now, this place is a safe haven for the autistics, but for how long?" "If this place remains hidden, they can stay here until the holocaust is called off" said Tom. "But what's more important? Their safety, or their freedom?" he added sadly.

(This story would make a great anime series )
Then, another two soldiers burst in, wheeling in a large container, covered by a shroud on a large steel trolley into the room. The container carried the frozen body of Trigger11 (and his head). "Another one?" Sighed Tom. "Yes, sir. He's been frozen for some time." They had been collecting the bodies of autistics who had been killed, and then cryogenicically freezing them. "You told me that those who have been killed may be cloned," Said Tom to one of his soldiers, "however, we know that Sedeka is capable of rescuating dead bodies, as long as the body has not started to decay". "I see what you're saying Sir," said the soldier, "but what if it doesn't work on bodies that have been frozen?" "I'm sure it will work on them. If it doesn't, we will help her study this, until we find a way."

An apparition appeared in Toms Base and quickly moved around, looking for Tom. It was the astral projection form of The Voice, the haraldic guy.

"Tom," said The Voice, "I am ordering you not to do anything rash with the fact that another just died, don't ask me how I know who of the autistics is dead, The Island knows, I am ordering you to wait at least a few more days, it's been almost a month and we are cloning the body that the Gamis Tiron spirit used to inhabit before it was destroyed, if you remember what I told you, about the boy who let the spirit take over, that's what's happening, the original has returned and inhabited the DNA, and once the body is fully grown, we're sending him to you to help finish the fight, inform Speedy that they will receive help."

With that, the apparition disolved.

(There is a member here who's username is Tom, however he isn't the Tom I refer to in this story.)
In the morning, Tom and the other autistics gathered round in the boardroom. "I have been informed," he said, "that Gamester is being cloned, and when he is fully grown, he will be sent here." "He won't become infected by some supreme being and then become power-mad again, will he?" asked a random member. "I don't know. I sincerely hope not." Tom replied. "Until he arrives, none of you are to leave these headquarters. Though I can't imagine why you'd actually want to, as you'll most likely be shot or taken to a concentration camp the instant you step outside."

"I'm worried," TheAPERSON said to deep-techno.
"Why?"
"I have a feeling that Gamester will become infected again."
"I'm pretty sure that won't happen now," said deep-techno, "Gamesters on our side now."
"Yeah, but still"

"I'm pretty sure that if Gamester does become infected again, Speedy will take care of him." Said Cheerlessleader.

"Damn straight. Evil Gamester shows up, then it is clobbering time!"

Speedy was still healing from the battle, the symbols gone, the scars remained. It had been a long fight, and despite his gung-ho outburst, Speedy really did not need another celestial battle. It would likely be his last...

Another apparition appeared, and yes again it was The Voice.

"He is incapable of being infected this time," said The Voice, "The DNA work we have done made sure of that, he will wield a sword and a whole lot of big guns, the chances of him becoming infected are very impossible, seeing as how he let the rage in last time and wanted power, this time he wants only to stop the evil that these concentration camps are."

The apparition looked around.

"Oh and if you're wondering how i know when you're doing anything stupid," the thing said, "I have one of my personal watchmen working here til John comes back, no longer will he be refered to as Gamester, but as the Guardian Lord, oh and whoever died, my watchman didn't tell me that, do freeze him, I will send medical supplies that can not only reciate and whatnot, but completely heal, because Speedy, you look like hell."

The apparition disappered.

"No, I look like someone used me instead of a wrecking ball. Which incidently how I feel..."

Speedy sighed, and gradually stood up, using the wall to help,

"We need to do something. Now everything is back on course, things have changed. There is a new President in the White House. We must get through to him. If he feels differently, then we may have a chance. But if he feels the same as the last jackass, then the fight goes on. I personally am sick of running and hiding. This is real life, not hide and seek. Excuse me while.."

As he dropped to the floor, Speedy passed out. The adrenaline had left his body, and he could feel pain like never before. So this is what it feels like to be hurt, he thought. s**t, things must have been pretty rough. Got to fight it, though, these people are going to depend onme again. I may just have walk with a stick, or maybe a wheelchair would be better...

A man with a patch over his eye came over to Speedy, and injected something into him.

"Not a good idea to be falling down on the job yet mate," said the mysterious man, "You're still needed around here to do the things you're doing, minus the whole reality warp incident."

The injection was a healing potion, which would be needed to administer over time, as soon as John was revived, however long that took, then Speedy would be back to normal......or as close to it as possible.

TheAPERSON raised his hand. "What if they (the NTs) find us?" he said.
"It's highly unlikley that they will find us, but if it does happen, we will escort you out through these tunnels" said Tom, pressing a button on his chair. The wall behind them opened up to reveal an elaborate set of tunnels. Gasps of awe filled the air. "At the end, we have a fleet of submarines waiting for us. We will then travel to our underwater Base."

The Haralds eye sighed, "Commander Tom," he said, "Should it become necessary for you to escape, there are helicopters in the vicinity that will escort you to safety, not only that, but there is a far more secure installation that we will take you to, which has enough weaponry and armour to take on the NT officials."