Under the Desert Sun (One Shot)

[Cazzik]

FIVE YEARS AGO

The sand whirled about in the dry wind. The sun beat down in a blistering wave of light. It was late afternoon and the heat would have been unbearable had his armor not contained a cooling system. He didn't turn around as the orange, spiraling gateway closed behind him. In fact, he didn't move at all. He was right where he had intended to be. His arrival would have been sensed by the one he sought, and so he simply waited, his dark green cape whipping about in the sandy air as he stood just outside the border of Kahndaq.

His eyes raised to the sky as a small form appeared, growing larger as it quickly made it's way to his location. Still, he did not move. The form was easily identifiable as a man now, and as he flew ever closer he could make out the brute size of him. Empowered by the Egyptian Gods, this man was a force of nature. He landed, causing the sand around him to momentarily erupt into the air. His own black cape and hood billowing behind him as he approached the foreigner with purpose. Still, the other man did not move, "Adam-Set. I would have an audience with you."

The Kahndaqi leader glared at him, "You are not welcome in my home, sorcerer."

"Yes, I'm aware. Which is why I did not enter your country. I am not here to fight, Black Adam. I am here to discuss an idea."

Black Adam scoffed, "I am not interested in anything you have to say. I care not for anything outside my borders."

The armored man nodded, "You and I both know that is a lie just as we both know you were destined to do more with the Living Lightning than protect a single nation." He continued as Adam said nothing in return, "This world has reached a breaking point. Corrupt politicians and rulers continue to push their own, self serving agendas. People lose hope despite an ever growing wave of so called heroes coming forth to wreak havoc. There is no order. There is no harmony. Earth has been lucky to this point. Darkseid, Thanos, Galactus, Apocalypse. Eventually there will be a threat that wipes us out."

Adam-Set raised his eyes to the sunlit sky, appearing to almost gaze past Earth's atmosphere to bare witness to these threats that were on the way, "Your words may be truth...to an extent. What are you proposing?"

The armored man shook his head slightly, "I propose nothing other than a conversation of like minded individuals. I consider you one of those."

Black Adam's eyes met the other's, "A conversation is acceptable. When and where, Doom?"