Deal With The Devil: Part 1
X forms a uneasy alliance with Brainiac to find a ancient alien relic in exchange for information on Noximus.

After you patched yourself up from the minor injuries you got while battling Scarecrow, you began your training with the members of The Justice League, starting with Batman.

The two of you traded strikes in the Watchtower dojo, and you learned many new moves from The Dark Knight.

As the two of you wrapped up your training, Superman entered the dojo.

Superman: X, I need to talk to you it's important.

X: Sure, what's up?

A figure appeared next to Superman.

Brainiac: Hello X, good to finally meet you.

Batman: Brainiac!

Batman readied a batarang.

Superman: Calm down! I-I made a deal with Brainiac.

Batman: What kind of deal?

Brainiac: It is a simple trade, X's help in retrieving a relic for my collection, and in exchange, I give you a advantage against Noximus.

X: What kind of advantage?

Brainiac another Royal Arm.

X: There is more?

Brainiac: Yes, many in fact.

X: And to get it, all I need is to help you find a relic?

Brainiac: Yes, on a distant planet.

You thought for a moment.

X: Ok, I'm in.

Brainiac: Excellent, my ship is in the Watchtower dock, let us leave at once.

Timeskip, Brainiac's ship, distant space

Your communicator began to ring.

X: X here.

Rox: Hey, it's Rox, I wanted to make sure that you were okay.

X: Yeah, I'm fine. You should see it here, it's beautiful.

Rox: Really?

X: Yeah.

You went silent for a moment.

X: When I come back, maybe I can talk Superman into letting us take a ship around Earth.

Rox: That would be awesome!

You laughed, and caught Brainiac's attention.

Brainiac: You two seem close.

X: Yeah, we met in high school, she's sweet.

Brainiac: High school? The Earth education system?

X: Yeah, best years of my life.

Brainiac: Odd. Most human accounts indicate that high school is a wasteful system marked with illegal drugs and unprotected intercourse.

X: Well, yeah. But it had it's moments.

A desert planet came into view.

Brainiac: We have arrived.

X: Here? This is the place?

Brainiac: Yes, Camara, this planet was once home to a great race of warriors, the Camanites.

X: What happened to them?

Brainiac: Noximus.

You were shaken by Brainiac's answer.

Brainiac's ship landed on Camara, near what appeared to be a temple buried in sand.

X: The janitor who works at this place quit?

Brainiac: A janitor was not employed in the temple.

X: It's a....it's a joke.

Brainiac: Oh....ha.

Brainiac walked into the temple, and you followed.

The inside of the temple had entire rooms filled with sand.

You felt uneasy as you walked through the temple, as sand poured from the ceiling, indicating it's instability.

Brainiac came up to a sand flooded room.

Brainiac: It is in this room.

X: In that room? There is nothing in there but sand.

Brainiac used a small, high tech pistol to empty the room of all the sand, revealing a type of worship center.

Brainiac: There is more than sand in this room.

X: Um....Yeah....what is that?

Brainiac: A gravity field dispersal weapon. I use it to clear debris in fields of exploration.

X: Cool, can I have one?

Brainiac: Absolutely not.

Brainiac walked into the now clear room, and towards a stone case in the center of the room.

Brainiac: The relic is in here.

X: Okay, so let's open it.

Brainiac: It is not that simple, this entire room is a puzzle that must be solved in order to open the case.

X: And you can solve it?

Brainiac: In time yes.

X: Ok, what should I do?

Brainiac: Be quiet.

You left the room and lit a cigarette, not wanting to disturb Brainiac.

As you enjoyed your cigarette, you heard what sounded like a ship landing outside.

You summoned a sword, and went out to investigate.

The outside of the temple was quiet, with nothing out of the ordinary.

You turned around to go back into the temple, and heard a gun lock.

You were blasted into the temple by a powerful gunshot.

You laid in the temple as you were hurt from the blast.

You got up to face your attacker, who was walking towards you.

Lobo: Ready to get your shit pushed in?