Crime Syndicate of America: The Brethren, Chapter 3: Adam Blake

by Libbylawrence

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In Happy Harbor, Rhode Island, the other members of the Crime Syndicate gathered in Microbe’s lab. The six-inch-tall man was a gifted scientist, and he held his own with the group by sheer intellect. He looked across the room toward the two he knew the best. Power Ring, a slender man with a widow’s peak amidst balding hair, was powerful, reckless, and seemingly without fear or wisdom.

His crony, Charlie Drake — also known as Johnny Quick — was a dangerous man with a stolen power of super-speed. He was a lecher with an eye for the ladies and little time for planning or using his brain over his agility and lethal speed. He said, “Look, Ken Doll, we know the drill. Beakbrain, Muscles, Marvin, and Babydoll have been missing for days. You want us to search for them.”

Microbe smiled. “Indeed I would, although I’d prefer to see their reactions to your nicknames.”

Power Ring nodded. “Yeah, Diana’s gonna kill Speedy here, one of this days.”

A gangly blond man grinned and said, “Hey, he’s got a point. She is hot! Right, Deadeye?” Rubberneck glanced left and right as if seeking approval. He was an attention-starved man who wanted nothing more than peer approval and public infamy.

The bowman called Deadeye nodded. “If you go for that type.”

Microbe cleared his throat. “I have learned they all met with violent attacks. If someone is seeking out Syndicate members, then we could all be in peril.”

“You know, if I was smaller than the typical Rita Farr dress-up doll, I’d be a bit of a coward, too,” sneered Owlman as he stepped out of the shadows.

“Owlman! We thought you were in trouble,” said Deadeye.

“Your concern is truly touching. Still, it is a bit misplaced,” said the man in the dark cape.

Superwoman stepped inside and said, “True, for we are better than we have ever been before. You are the ones in danger.”

She smiled coldly and, with one right hook, dropped the startled Power Ring to the floor. “His energy shield was useless against my unexpected attack,” she said, rubbing her hands together.

Johnny Quick rocketed forward, only to gasp as the huge form of the Martian Murderer appeared from thin air to strike him down. Ultraman swooped down and attacked his allies as well.

Owlman had already knocked Microbe cold with a pellet of gas, and Ultraman’s mighty power had slapped both Rubberneck and Deadeye to the ground. They looked toward their master as the leader of the Brethren entered in their wake.

“Well done for humans. Your mental reconditioning was flawless. I almost hate to kill you all, but then again you are the old, and progress is so cruel to those left behind genetically,” he said, smiling.

***

The defeated Crime Syndicate members awoke to find themselves imprisoned within their own headquarters, the Eyrie of Evil. Storm, Excelsior, Centrigrade, and their leader watched with smug looks on their faces while the four mentally dominated Syndicators stood silently.

Storm, the black man with the keen mind beneath the verbal facade of the street thug, said, “You did it! I can’t believe we took down the whole group.”

His leader nodded. “I always knew we would emerge victorious. We are a better race. The mutants shall always triumph over lesser beings.”

Centigrade kissed him passionately. “Oh, Adam — you thrill me when you talk in such a manner.”

Excelsior said, “I could thrill you more. Remember, my mutant gift is being able to duplicate other folks’ abilities at a higher level.”

Adam said, “But not my own. You should recall I mentally conditioned you to never challenge me.”

Excelsior shrugged. “I know, I know. Sorry, boss.”

Adam laughed and clapped Storm on the back. “Look at them. Quick and Power Ring are beside themselves trying to figure out where they think they know me from,” he chuckled.

Johnny Quick said, “I can still speak, even though your weird science robs me of my speed. You’re that Captain Comet creep!”

Adam Blake said, “No, my benighted foe. I am his counterpart from this Earth, although I have never needed a colorful costume or nom du crime. I have used my mind-reading abilities and other mental gifts to control and guide every President since Stevenson. Thus I have never needed to publicly be a figure of reknown. Still, boredom led me to form my Brethren and subdue you rogues once and for all. Luthor will fall next.”

Microbe struggled as his size-weight controls remained inert. He’s good — too good. Can’t even shrink, he thought.

“No, you can’t shrink, Mr. Raymond Palmer of Ivy Town. You can’t do anything,” said Blake as he read the scientist’s mind.

Centrigade giggled and snuggled closer to Blake. “I suppose I should sent these pawns out to kill Luthor and his gang, but I wonder if perhaps I would not be better served to simply eliminate them all now,” he said.

Storm caressed Superwoman. “I could see the wisdom in that, my brother.”

Adam Blake nodded. “So be it. We shall take down the Secret Society and rid ourselves of the remaining Syndicate members Sundown and Chaos soon enough. Now for these poor primitives.”

Rubberneck wondered where the missing Syndicate members were. Chaos spent much time away in some mystical realm, while Sundown was a loner at best. He thought of his ex-wife Sue. She was in some shelter for battered women. He didn’t know where. Too bad. He’d liked to have slapped her around one final time.

Deadeye thought of his fortune. He had embezzled millions and only used his bow and arrows for thrills. He wished he could see his drug addict ward Roy one last time. They’d enjoyed many evenings of substance abuse together.

As Adam Blake walked toward the prisoners, a blinding flash of energy filled the cave.

“Mortal swine! You little realize how much you have angered me. The immortal Doctor Chaos shall sift you like chaff,” said the mysterious Syndicator who appeared in magical fire.

Blake said, “That accursed helm shields him from my mental gifts. Syndicators, kill him!”

Ultraman charged his ally. “Sorry, Chaos — I can’t help myself!” He slammed into the wizard with superhuman speed, and they crashed through the cavern walls.

Superwoman darted forward to help subdue Chaos but received a shock as her vision failed her. “Sundown,” she muttered.

She staggered blindly as her final partner emerged from the darkness. He and Chaos had arrived just in time to stop Adam Blake and the Brethren from killing their friends. The Martian Murderer elongated one arm to wrap it around Chaos as his body erupted into a flaming nimbus.

“I regret this, but it is necessary,” said Chaos. He gestured, and a black glyph appeared to wrench Owlman, Ultraman, Superwoman, and the Martian from Blake’s spell.

Owlman gasped, “What did you do to us? I felt as though my very soul was being torn asunder!”

Chaos said, “It nearly was. I could do no less to shake Blake’s mastery of you.”

Superwoman said, “I’ll kill him!”

Blake frowned. “They are free. Chaos is shielding their minds as well. We’ll need to do this the old-fashioned way.” He darted forward and wrestled the furious Amazon to the ground, where they struggled.

“You male swine! I’ll kill you for using me as your toy!” she screamed.

Adam Blake blasted her mentally and smiled as she fell still once more. “I can still defeat them, even if I cannot control them,” he gloated.

Storm sent his potent energy blasts into the Martian as J’imm J’onzz flickered out of sight. “Don’t need to see ya to fry ya,” said Storm. He blasted out in all directions but gasped as Sundown used his ability to create blindness to place Storm’s world in total night.

The wild energy blasts threatened to take down the cavern’s roof, and Ultraman cursed as he reluctantly left the battle to protect his still-captive allies Power Ring, Johnny Quick, Microbe, and the rest. “Don’t have time to nursemaid you losers,” he said.

Owlman rolled under the energy beams to connect with a precise nerve punch that left Storm stunned. “Finesse beats raw power every time,” smirked Owlman.

The returning Martian Murderer slammed both fists into the ground and sent Centrigrade reeling off her feet. “Oh, power has its uses, too,” he said. Centrigrade’s icy spear impaled him, but he re-formed his amazingly protean body to attack her again. “Should have stuck to fire, little girl,” he said.

She screamed and sent fire toward him, only to see Doctor Chaos shield his alien ally. She gasped and ran for cover as the Martian reached out his arms for her nubile form.

Meanwhile, Excelsior mimicked Ultraman’s strength to knock him backward. “Anything you can do, I can do better,” he said.

Ultraman cursed and said, “I won’t believe that!” He fought forward, staggering beneath a rain of super-strong blows. He gritted his teeth and fought onward as Excelsior’s superior power yielded to Ultraman’s near-mindless rage.

Adam Blake turned to face his foes. “You’ve defeated my Brethren, and thanks to the inhuman Chaos, you’ve robbed me of my most potent weapon. Still, I can always learn from this battle and take needed steps to prepare for our next fight,” he said calmly.

Owlman smiled coldly. “Why do you think we’ll let you live to fight this promised rematch?”

Ultraman shook free of the now-battered Excelsior to smile and say, “Yeah, smart guy — this ends now!”

Blake helped Centrigrade and Storm to their feet as Excelsior staggered over. “I fail to see why you gloat prematurely. You haven’t taken into account our fifth member,” he said calmly.

The Martian Murderer shook his head. “I detect no fifth mind.”

Owlman said, “Nor do I see any hidden figure.”

Ultraman said, “He’s bluffing!” He raised his fist and prepared to strike the cocky form of Adam Blake.

Microbe, who had been freed by Sundown, cried, “Be careful, Ultraman!”

Power Ring nodded. “Yeah, this guy is smart.”

Ultraman smirked and swung with full force, only to nearly decapitate the Martian. “He’s got me under some spell!” gasped Ultraman.

He drove back his allies with super-force and hurled himself directly into Dr. Chaos’ mystical energy. The blast shook the cavern and allowed Blake and his team to vanish.

“He got away,” muttered Owlman.

Quick sputtered, “How’d he take you over, Ultraman? I thought Doc had shielded us from his mental reconditioning.”

Doctor Chaos rose to his feet. “I did, you lout! But Blake’s hidden ally did something different. He bodily possessed the Kryptonian,” he said.

Ultraman nodded. “It was like when I got ready to flatten Blake. Something entered my body and used me to hold you all back so he could escape.”

Owlman nodded. “I admire his planning. He had his fifth member — the one who can possess others — enter their bodies as a wraith hidden within his own body all that time.”

Deadeye nodded ruefully. “Got to hand it to him. That’s ingenious.”

Superwoman snorted disdainfully. “It was not the tactic of a true warrior.”

Owlman grinned. “Still, I admire his thinking. Those mutants weren’t half-bad.”

Ultraman said, “Next time I’ll be ready.”

***

Beneath the Capitol, in their hidden lair, Adam Blake and his Brethren of Mutants recovered from their battle.

“That Ultraman was like some engine of raw destruction,” sighed Excelsior.

Centrigrade whined, “And the Martian! He scared me to death, my love.”

Storm said nothing as he nursed his sore neck.

Adam Blake gestured to the curly haired blond man who had emerged from within Blake’s own body. “Young Joshua, here, saved the day. I knew having him stay within me would be a saving stroke someday. It was a good day for mutantkind when the government made your father a super-soldier and unwittingly led to your own birth with mutant gifts,” he said.

The silent Joshua smiled and rapidly signed a response.

Blake laughed, “Yes, lad. We’ll recruit more allies and regroup before our next battle. I have learned that even a man of the future can make mistakes, but the beauty of our situation is that we have all the time we need.”

His laughter echoed beneath the center of government, while above, the U.S. government and President Geraldine Ferraro obeyed his every command.

The End

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  • donnie thorson

    chapter4:as this had gone one ,sue was in her congress of victims of torture shelter,typing an appeal for moral to the website quiz-liz: ironically exCElsiors power had been the result of the bite of a radioactive labador guide dog sponsored by q-l (henCE the name). meanwhile, in an effort to have more fun-and defeat owlman, the clown had created his own utility belt;and was taping the episode of quake, shatter and fall where his former c0-thespian jammy dolotz had done a cameo.meanwhile hyperon was mouning his f

  • donnie drake thorson 405 s walnut st mora mn 55051

    rmer teamate greeen glad: they had in their civilian identitiies hosted the e-4 tv show handicapped or not. chapter 5 murpheys law: as the brethern adjusted to the loss of adams body control;the cuba of earth-11(the one in the kevin willmott movie csa the movie 2004) had had it.not only had the confederate congress(concon) in xenophobia voted down allowing amanda to stuff envelopes, but the x-league had actually snubbed the cuban slaves-and they themselves were property, and ricardo( like other mexicans in the c-satilite-state of mexican america from texas to the state of panana) had to balanCE the status of notslavenot free. this would cause chaous for the earth-3 brotherhood

  • donnie drake thorson 405 s walnut st mora mn 55051

    chapter 5 earth-3 here we come! alex woke at the fort/scienCE alarm sounded and switched to the carribean: where onCE was one cuba( which had sponsored columbus discoverey on europe and had lost its empire to the british commonwealth of nations in the 1898 cuba-commonwealth war) was now cuba-11. an island with no agriculture,floods and flying an e-717 freedom flag(coincidenCE). before arriving on e-3 cuba-11 had landed on e-4 but after handicapped or not refused to visit they bailed to earthcs1 and after no help landed on e-3

  • donnie drake thorson 405 s walnut st mora mn 55051

    chapter 6brotherhood vs lawless league(fourflushers) the fourflushers wanted a second cuba as a base for their plan to unify the us, bcn and cuba-3- the abc plan. whilst the brotherhood realized this x-factor would screw up plans. realizing destroying cuba -11 would be a terrorizing like in the nove night school by c.cooney they attacked. alathough having lost his superpowers hyperon(aCE) still was slightly abouve normal earth(any). the confederate-carribean states battlecarrier kentcky moved from base(it had been consturcted by the cuban imports(ruled by harvey and ellen) and the british works at edenbrough-sinCE on e-11 the cs had stayed nuetral in ww2 and all europe and asia and africa(exCEpt the cs state of liberia) had become part of soviet russia- that was a good trick

  • donnie drake thorson 405 s walnut st mora mn 55051

    chapter 7 two cubas for the PriCE of one. as c-11 sent out amessage: calling the white manse in washington,district of dixie:come in president mondale,cuba-3 contacted c-11 state cap: cabin 123 demanding control; but until the fourflusher and bretheren leave all else is moot

  • donnie drake thorson 405 s walnut st mora mn 55051

    chapter 8 :ll know when im not wanted: following the example of cuba-11s lst president and later first militaty gov: del tetzloff, present goveror sent cuba-3 into the universe of earth-70(home to captain colland the kongs)

  • donnie drake thorson 405 s walnut st mora mn 55051

    chapter 8 correction cuba 11 sentITself to earth-70. cuba-3 remains on e-3

  • senior citizen

    i read night school by caroline cooney. if the brotherhood resorts to half that sadism they re the worst of all e-3 baddie

  • donnie thorson

    i have read night school by ms cooney>its agreat book, and im surprised if old people dont like it> readers help me out here!!!!!!

  • senior citizen

    good idea: readers bring it on!

  • senior citizen

    its a shame people cant get better bodies for real

  • senior citizen

    at the secret base of the secret society of heros the clown(aka tim barry) removed his solid white mask(whic conceled his real chalkwhite face) his foolscap(which concealed his trademark green hair and

  • senior citizen

    went to the town ofbarrysburg for a celebration

  • senior citizen

    unbeknowst to tim, the fourflushers had decided to attack the ceremony and swipe some artwork done by tims ancestor thaddius barry. having taken new codenames:bryan,timmy,toby,bobby and jerry

  • donnie drake thorson 405 s walnut st mora mn55051-1905-csa

    until i rECEve a membership card and or membership CErtificate inthe 5 earths project(with picture of the crime syndicate if no problem) i wont write any stories(unless i get a home puter.get sent(agian) 2 a nursing home,or get paid(after all i am a capitali$t who needs nursing-home rent-someday)

  • Doc Quantum

    Well, we don’t have a membership card or certificate, but that’s a good idea! We might add a Download section for membership cards eventually. Good idea!

  • d thorson-minnesota,

    thanks-hope i get a card soon-if mn doesnt clean up its act- the statate gov will shut down including the DIXSOC program that gives andicapped me a job- so wiritng will be my best bread and butter. i need the patronage of your group: i dont have a vehicle. on e-3 the cuban empire party whic desired the return of the lands lost to the bcn contacted the 4-flushers(lawless league) and the 4 decided to help cuba-3 regain the plain of spain by attacking its patron the union of swiss socialist republics. as the attack

  • d thorson-minnesota,

    continues the ussr contacts its #1 frenemy nazi balkania. at nbs federal capital the hall of doom a summons goesto barroness arcane. under the treaty of woodpecker ridge( and no e-3 nazi ever had nor ever will break a treaty) abby with her csa allies went 2 battle ergo the league and csa were again in direct conflict. meanwhile jos patrol and the loan arrangers( barb hutchins, and betty, and gina beck and steph) were again locked in a battle of wits

  • d thorson-minnesota,

    at that second, at e-11 the (90%) slaves of cuba-11 and the notslavenotfree mexico-11 heard their dixsoc program was having the same problems as donnies: contact the federal writers project and lets be their property

  • donnie-mn

    natch the la and jp are on earth-81, opposite to earth-11-compared to them e-3 and (e-1 and e-2)are carbon copies> on cuba-81 the land is above the roads- on e-11 viCEversa_continued in show case

  • donnie-mn

    correction:secret origins

  • senior citizen

    at my nursing home we get bocci ball volley and bowling

  • senior citizen=e-3

    we did 2 until baroness abigail and owlman stole them

  • senior citizen=e-11mora

    we got a toy bowling set for 50 cents today we can also play catch or tag

  • senior citizen=e-3

    we got a bowling set-hope baroness abigail and owlman dont swipe it

  • drake thorson

    the long life of lillith by drake thorson: knock2 whos there dr dr w yeah. howd you know? on earth3 the bible calls lillith adams kst wife:when owlman left selena kyle for dead she was inspired by that to become lillith the owlgoddess