Metropolis Streets:<br/>Upper East Side:<br/>Rooftops:<br/>Friday:<br/>Time: 7.30 p.m<br/>Hero:  Icon<br/>Costume: On.<br/>TAG: Icon<br/><br/>Icon was punching and attacking the Amazonian there was something else going on why he was fighting her when a few minute earlier he had wanted to.....nevermind!  None of that was getting through.  He was attacking her wondering what had happened to Power Girl when she disappeared.  He was knocked across the room by her impressive strength but he wouldn't be felled by her, he would be felled by none of them.  He wasn't going to be held....'the Master'.  Had need of him.  'Master'  where had that come from?  He hadn't spoken or said that term in years!  But there was something inside of him that yearned to be free of these confines.  He was held by some golden rope that seemed to prey on him mental faculties as well.  "Let me GO!"  He said in command, it was a magic lasso...he knew as he couldn't break it and it was too thin to be anything else.  He only widened his arms and grabbed by the throat, kissing her lips in distraction.  He let the rope drop off of him as he now disappeared into the night trying to clear his head.  He knew there was some hold within him that wouldn't break....he had to get free...be free.  He was a Freeman!<br/>(http://blog.newsarama.com/gallery/albums/userpics/10046/250px-Icon.jpg)<br/>