<br/><br/><hr/><div class="floatleft">(https://s-media-cache-ak0.pinimg.com/236x/cf/6b/72/cf6b72b7188eb88ca94ea875a019b38e.jpg)</div><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"><strong>Name:</strong> Shazam<br/><strong>Location:</strong> Metropolis <br/><strong>Date/Time:</strong> 10/19 5:01pm<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong> Superman, Robot<br/><strong>Content:</strong></span><br/><hr/><br/><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">Billy was in his room, fingers curled around his Xbox controller and rapidly dancing across the buttons and analog sticks. He was absolutely running the lobby in the new Call of Duty, and currently had a 32-0 killstreak going. "Awwwww yeah boi. He is on fire today!" His teammates were either cheering him on, or groaning about him not leaving kills for anyone else. And with every kill, he heard his victim rage for a few seconds. It was glorious. Right up until the alarm on his comm went off. That right there meant he could kiss his amazing match goodbye. He wanted to say five more minutes, but he wasn't that guy. So he saved a replay of the match, then stood up and shouted "SHAZAM"! <br/><br/>Lightning fell from the depths of space, a bolt with no storm to seemingly guide it, where it hit Billy. Godly electricity flooded his body, altering it into a literally perfect version of William Batson to become, Shazam. In an instant, he was out of his door and on the teleportation pad. He was a lot more used to his own teleportation, but this way wasn't bad either. Just different. Manhunter was on the controls though so he had no worries. He popped back into existence down in Metropolis, with the boy scout standing right next to him. He wondered just how severe the threat was, but with he and Clark there, he wasn't too worried. Almost immediately, the soldiers showed how much of a problem they were. Gunfire and explosions were ringing out across the city with no rhyme or reason. Just wanton chaos and destruction.<br/><br/>Shazam turned when a group of soldiers sped around the corner. Two jeeps, both had miniguns mounted on the roof, and both had gunners. "Awwww. They brought guns to a Justice League fight. How cute, you guys!" The soldiers didn't even get a chance to make it close, as Shazam held his hand out and condensed magical energy into a lightning bolt. Taking aim, he hurled it like a spear and it hit the lead truck right in the engine. The lightning shorted out the entire system, then arced through every soldier inside before arcing again and electrocuting the truck behind it. Both now smoking and blackened vehicles rolled to a stop.<br/><br/> He turned back to Superman and listened to the basic, but easy plan. A one-two punch by two of the strongest men alive. If that didn't put the robot down, nothing will. "I'm right behind you, Superman!" Krypton's last son took off like a rocket toward the robot, and Shazam was right behind him, using his speed trail to hide himself till the last second. When they were five feet or so away, something happened and Superman just face planted into the robot. Usually, when Superman rammed...well <em>anything</em>, the result would be whatever or whoever he hit took massive damage. This was the exact opposite, and like nothing, Kal bounced off the robot and a ways down the street. As he was right behind Clark, Shazam skidded to a stop, then used his super speed to disappear and attack from a different angle. An electrified fist swung up and toward the robot's chin when Shazam got close, aiming to either knock it's block off or send it flying. "Let me focus on the robot, Superman. Handle all those goons."<br/><br/><br/></span>