Samaritan bared his chest and took the brunt of the  attacks in stride. He was honestly surprised at the amount and varied types of energy the turrets could give off, heâ€™d just taken a death ray to the groin a few hours earlier and that barely tickled, these blasters actually hurt.  They were obviously the notorious Dr. Phosphorusâ€™s creations; after all he was the only super-scientists capable of creating such effective offensive weapons.<br/><br/>The Samaritan had had enough, and leapt forward regardless of the monumental forces pushing him backward. He explodes out of the tungsten hard adhesive that binds him in place and smashes the           entire room and attacking units that inhibit him. â€œSynergyâ€¦NOW!â€ He screams; and dogs several miles away yelp as the spectrum encompassing sound waves blow through.<br/><br/>The broken doors slide open, cracking and buckling due to collateral damage, it wasnâ€™t Synergy, it was Doctor Phosphorus.  His tall lean frame in opposition to Samaritanâ€™s heavily muscled body, Doc Phos was dressed in his patented all white uniform. The periodical tableâ€™s sign for Phosphorus in black across his chest emblem, created the only contrast for his costume. He wore a white lab coat, tools stacked in its overloaded pockets.  His complexion was a light and no hair grew on his person while his steel-grey eyes reflected the disassociation with the rest of humanity.<br/><br/>â€œSamaritanâ€¦..You truly impress meâ€¦Those defenses should have immobilized you in a matter of seconds by my calculations.  We based our default settings on your very own, last known power sets which we have on file. Tell meâ€¦How did you overcome them?â€ Doc Phos asked, a sly grin slipping onto his lips, he was the farthest thing from intimidated and the Samaritan picked up on that. It was very likely those blasters were the very<span style="font-weight: bold"> least</span>of this mad scientists weapons and Samaritan didnâ€™t want to find out.<br/><br/>â€œWhere is Synergy? Where is Sarah Tesla?â€ The Samaritan growls; not willing to fall into the predictable banter that Doc Phos was trying to stall for time with. â€œâ€¦You can tell me or I can bring this place down around your earsâ€¦.Your choice. â€œ He states coolly.<br/><br/>â€œShe doesnâ€™t wish to see you â€˜Samâ€™â€ Doc Phos states calmly, ignoring the slight of neglect of answer to his scientific inquiry. â€œ..I think you know why, so letâ€™s just keep things civilâ€¦.OK?â€<br/><br/>â€œWHAT?!! What I did?...I<span style="font-weight: bold">evolved</span>her, I made her into the<span style="font-weight: bold">Goddess</span>she is todayâ€¦besides that, it was a long damn time ago, I want to talk to her, I want to talk to  Sarah now, DONâ€™T MAKE ME WAIT ANOTHER SECOND  PHILâ€¦.NOW!â€ The Samaritan commanded.<br/><br/>Doc Phosphorus bowed his head, â€œWhere is the machine I created and you stole, Samaritan? Where is the Evolution Chamber? You have no right to keep my own invention from me! Itâ€™s not designed to be used on people with preexisting powers, its purpose was to be used on unpowered individuals so that humanity could evolve with us on equal footing.  Look at what happened when you used it on Sarah, sheâ€™s not the same anymore, sheâ€™s removed, vacant, she can barely perceive us anymore and she blames you for that. â€œ Doc Phos further tried to stall by bringing up ancient history.  â€œSheâ€™s with me now, we have a relationship because I am one of the few people on this planet smart enough to understand the omnipotent thoughts that now run through her headâ€¦You were never that bright Samâ€™â€¦.What are you going to her talk about , How hard you can punch bad guys? Sheâ€™s living energy nowâ€¦She thinks in cosmic waves about abstract ideologiesâ€¦ things you canâ€™t even begin to conceiveâ€¦â€<br/>â€œEnough!.. I wish to speak to herâ€¦NOT youâ€¦If you have issues with my possession of your property than you can take them up with me at another time, Iâ€™ve come to speak to Sarah and I am not leaving until I do. Youâ€™re one to cast stones though Philâ€¦You use her for a battery nowâ€¦Sheâ€™s more than just your precious gadget powering super conductor! Whatâ€™s wrong are you worried Iâ€™ll steal her away and youâ€™ll be left with a bunch of junk because nothing else on earth is potent enough to power it? Your just as selfish as I am, so you can get down off of your â€˜high horseâ€™ and stop preaching at me about whatâ€™s right and whatâ€™s wrong. Get her, now Doc!â€ Samaritan threw the good Doctor a curve ball by using his words instead of action as the Doctor had expected.<br/><br/>â€œSynâ€¦.Synâ€¦ Come up, Samaritan wants to talk to youâ€¦.Do you hear me? I know you donâ€™t want to see him but itâ€™s time to set the record straightâ€¦.<span style="font-weight: bold">please come up here </span>He said, more that slightly disturbed by the proposition. He turned his head up to glare at his romantic competition, a man so invulnerable that the energy beams he created specifically to stop him failed to do so.<br/><br/>Sparks flew and smoke swirled, suddenly the arcing energy formed into a perfectly conceptualized 3d image of Synergyâ€™s idealized perception of herself.  She glowed orange and formed in the nude, large arcs of energy rippling off of her as she did so in between the two suitors. Samaritan thought she was far more beautiful now than when she was in our perception of reality.<br/><br/>â€œGreetings, I am Synergy, how may I be of assitan-â€¦.â€ She started to â€˜sayâ€™ before she saw who the visitor was. But the truth was that no words actually left her mouth, Synergy communicated now by harnessing the radio waves that passed through the air all around them and funneled them into peopleâ€™s heads. She would pick pieces of songs and snippets of news broadcasts using the words of other countless people to compile what she wanted to say.  The feeling was like chewing on tin foil with a mouth full of metal fillings, it caused great discomfort to normal humans and even Samaritan cringed for a second before he got used to the feeling. Doc Phos was by now, very used to it, working day in and out with his â€˜significant otherâ€™.<br/><br/>â€œSynergyâ€¦.Sarah it is so good to see you again, its been entirely too longâ€ The Samaritan said, dropping to one knee and offered to kiss his ex-girlfriendâ€™s â€˜handâ€™.  Synergy extended the glowing form of energy that she made look like a â€˜handâ€™ but as Samaritan weren't to kiss it he only kissed white hot energy which immediately singed his lips. If she was hot enough to do that to the Samaritan, he could only wonder how powerful she really was.