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Ah, a field trip for the new team. Understandable enough given the hullabaloo Hunter caused previously, with his ill-advised magic-use. Definitely a chance to give everyone the same level of experience in weird places.6th October 2013
14:03 GMT -5
Alan smiles at Noriel as the last of the group arrive at the Washington Monument. "Okay, that's about everyone. Zatanna?"
Superhero spotters already flocking in, no doubt. The kind of folks foolish enough to stick around but wise enough to stay back.Zatanna takes a couple of steps out in front of the huddle, and I take a moment to observe the crowd around us. Tourism is, naturally enough, way down from its pre-Anti-Life peak, so these are probably locals. And they're keeping well back from what looks like a superhero pre-battle muster but is actually a field trip.
Oz is a bit of a crazy place when you look beyond the movies. It probably exists somewhere in the Dreaming..."Okay. After what happened last week with Hunter, I thought it would be a good idea if everyone got exposed to magical planes of reality."
Cody smiles nervously. "What, like..? In the Wizard of Oz?"
That's Risk and Hawk, for those who are having trouble keeping up. Peril of introducing a rough dozen new and returning characters."Ah, kind-" Zatanna nods. "-of, yeah."
"Huh. Uh, okay." He looks at Henry, who gives him a reassuring nod. "So where are we going?"
An idealised realisation of the dream of America as it ought to be, some might say. And somewhat beset by the realities."It's called 'The Heartlands'. It's a reflection of the Americas."
"To be specific, the United States."
Hey, Japanese-American regiments did take part in World War II.Don smiles at me. "Are you allowed in?"
"President Kennedy vouched for me."
Hiro raises his right hand awkwardly. "Would he..? Vouch for me also?"
Mostly safe, yes. Hopefully they have enough magical oomph to protect the younger recruits.Zatanna nods. "People who aren't Americans might experience a little more hostility than people who are, but it's still a fairly safe place to go. That's why we're using it for this class. So long as you don't go out of your way to antagonise anyone you meet, you should be fine. Hunter?"
Sure, target the two English guys...
I don't know, depending on the version, they might appreciate it.
Remember that one painting with the marching soldiers? They are said to be playing a version of it. And in U.S. there's a panel featuring Sam as the white-haired gent. (Singing "And with the girls be handy!", no less.) And that's Kid Devil speaking there."I wasn't going to, but suddenly I want to."
Edward looks confused. "I thought that was a Civil War song."
Because the revolutionaries took the song and turned it back on them."The full lyrics contain the word 'trousers'."
"Oh." He frowns, because there's probably a bootleg American version that he's remembering.
Dove, speaking up. And neatly summing up the turnaround.Donald takes pity on him. "It was originally written to mock the colonial militia, but when we started winning the War of Independence, our soldiers started singing it at the British. You know, 'sure, we're a bunch of amateurs with no uniforms or training, but we still beat you'."
You wouldn't be the first, OL.Edward smile. "Oh! Thanks Dove!"
"Or I could just set fire to the White House."
Has everyone gotten their paperwork done? Don't forget your stuff. Hope everyone went before they left.Alan raises his hands. "Okay, settle down. Everyone ready?"
I nod instinctively, and a few of the others follow suit.
Fitting that the spell would involve the Star Spangled Banner."Zatanna?"
"Yas, nac uoy ees,
Yb eht s'nwad ylrae thgil,
Tahw os ylduorp ew deliah,"
Another call-back to the War of 1812. Specifically, the Battle of Baltimore and its sack of Fort McHenry..The air in front of the Monument grows increasingly wobbly.
"Ta eht s'thgiliwt tsal gnimaelg?"
Now, now, OL. Let's not ruin the trip by being salty on behalf of your ancestors...It was a fluke, the cannons could easily have hit the damn flag, or if they'd used chain-shot-.
The portal shimmers and stabilises and I decide to lead the way, marching forwards towards the Monument.
Reflecting the mood of the country, of course."If anyone sees a vulture, let me know."
And… Through..? The sky is overcast, the buildings somewhat grey and discoloured… But there's no giant brass man firing an artillery cannon at us so already better than my first visit. And no giant fortress walls either, so things are definitely improving.
...I guess the Washington Monument is a little different in this ideal realm. There's a statue of Washington at the monument, but he's not sitting. Lincoln, on the other hand..."Well lookie here!" I turn as I step aside, spotting Uncle Sam sitting on George Washington's lap. "Can't say I thought you'd ever come back."
"Didn't plan to. Is the vulture around?"
Eh, as long as the thing he represented still exists in the mind of the people, the symbol here would live on."Y'all worried about Johnny? Don't be."
"I don't like getting people killed by accident. It makes me-."
Slager, Argent and Kid Devil, again. Looking suitably awed.Isaiah comes through first, eyes wide as he looks around. Then Antonia and Edward, looking much the same-.
Goodness me, but I've become jaded.
Heh. Depending on the stories, Sam knew the real George Washington, even advised and counselled him at times. I'm sure his spirit wouldn't mind..."Uh, excuse me?" Edward looks up at Uncle Sam as the rest of the tour pass through the portal. "You're not supposed to sit up there."
"Ah?" Uncle Sam raises his eyebrows as Zatanna pushes through the crowd towards Edward. "Well, I'm sure-" He turns to face the statue. "-I'm very sorry, Georgie-boy."
...Don't talk about that one. You might get his attention."Oh, that's alright." The statue reaches over and picks him up around the waist, and then lowers him to the ground. "I prefer you doing it to the other guy."
Edward blinks, his mouth hanging open. "Huh?"
Ah, Old friends meeting again."Shut your mouth, young man." Uncle Sam extends his cane and gently raises Edward's jaw. "You'll catch flies, else."
Alan nods to Uncle Sam. "Good to see you looking better."
A bit more doom-and-gloom than usual, I would imagine."Well, there was a bad patch in the New Year, but I hear you fellahs fixed it."
"We did. How bad was it here?"
John F Kennedy embodying all of Modern America's hopes and dreams, of course."Bad. Poor old Kennedy was runnin' on fumes, keeping it from getting worse." Uncle Sam looks around the party. "This an educational trip?"
"It is."
Hopefully not a long and lonesome road..."Then perhaps I should just show you all. It's a mite gruesome, but maybe that'll just make it stick their noggins all the more firmly."
He turns and walks away from us, down an empty road.
Bit older than that, but he was acting publicly back then. (And appearing in comics of the day...)"Come along, children! Let Uncle Sam show you what's what!"
Isaiah looks to Zatanna for confirmation. "Uncle Sam? The guy from World War Two?"
As old as the idea of America, basically.She nods as she leads the crowd after him. "That's him."
"How old is he?"
"About two hundred and thirty years old."
And waxing and waning in power as the mood of the country shifted..."Huh?"
"Essentially, he's the idealised embodied form of American idealism. Not sure why he looks like an old man. Blame your ancestors, I guess."
For those who don't remember, that would be the 'alternate' Uncle Sam, representing the flipside of the Heartlands, and correspondingly inverted in character: Selfish, Conceited and Prejudiced."My ancestors?"
Uncle Sam raises his walking stick and waves it pointedly. "The other fellow mighta cared that you're a negro, I just care that you're a good man. Don't you be thinking you're not included, son."
"Ah, okay. So where are we going?"
Ah, and perhaps we see the shape of the episode. This little field trip into the spiritual landscape of America exposing some worms in the soil. It's certainly a diverse group here, mostly American and hailing from all parts of the mainland States. And even the guests should be welcome for the most parts.