The sounds of a sawblade grinding against metal filled the improvised workshop. Soaring sparks cast a red glow in the windowless room which was otherwise lit only by a flickering bulb swinging from the ceiling. A very tall man impatient wiped sweat away from his brow as he bent in concentration over his latest electro-mechanical experiment. It had been over a year since he had commenced his research on the subject of high-energy light generation, but there were still so many secrets to uncover, and his work was never over.
Leaning against a wall of the cramped space was the man's first attempt at a laser-powered weapon. The metal chassis, designed to be worn around the chest, was connected to a specially-crafted pair of goggles. When the machine was activated, two high-powered lasers would emanate from the goggles' cone-shaped "lenses".
The man grinned as he remembered the short-lived screams of Kristaps Porzingis. The supremacy of a different Latvian jump-shooting big man had truly been established on that day.
But the chest-mounted contraption was not stealthy enough. Great care had to be taken to conceal it beneath bulky clothing, and the necessity of wearing very odd-looking eyewear to get a clean laser-shot was inconvenient, despite the sense of theatrics that the goggles provided. That was why the man was working on something slimmer, something more light-weight, something that could be mounted on an arm with only a long-sleeve shirt to cover it, but still containing within it the unstoppable power of highly-concentrated light.
Thomas Bryant, Kristaps Porzingis, Michael Jordan, those had all been lesser targets. Eliminating them had furthered his goals when it came to his status within the NBA, but his laser-powered successes had done little to raise his global prominence.
Domination of the NBA was no longer his goal. Soon, the name Davis Bertans would have no meaning, for the man by that name would no longer exist. The world would know him only as...the Latvian Laser.
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Davis had no problem acting casual as he walked through the halls of the White House. He had been searched, as had all the other tour-goers, but security personnel had found no reason to be suspicious of his "athletic watch". New technological frontiers had been reached, and breached, with the creation of the highly-advanced laser-generation equipment, but mankind would never benefit from his advances...mankind could only fear them.
The military would certainly covet his ultra-lethal laser weapon. However, by the time they knew of it, the United States armed forces, and, indeed, the United States itself, would be nothing but a faint memory.
"We're skipping the Oval Office today," the tour guide said. "The President is in." There was some murmuring of disappointment, but Davis had planned ahead for this, picking a day when the head of the executive branch of the US government was within range of his laser-sights. He hung back from the group, pretending to admire a portrait on the wall, before pulling up his sleeve and pushing a tiny, bluetooth-connected trigger in his pants pocket.
There was a blinding flash of green light and the wall exploded into rubble. There were panicked screams as oblivious tourists ran for cover. Security guards sprang into action, but were mercilessly obliterated by the shimmering death which Davis wielded. He was about to proceed further into the White House when an even brighter flash, this one white, struck near Davis stood. He was thrown to the side as claps of thunder deafened him.
He looked up to unexpectedly see blue sky above him. But how...? There were at least two floors of the building above him. Then he saw a man of his height standing in the hallway, breathing heavily, and it started to make more sense.
"Well well well, Jonas Valanciunas..." Davis said. "Or should I say, Lithuanian Lightning? Join me, brother! Together we can rule the world. The laserpocalypse beckons."
Jonas shook his head. "I have turned my powers towards good, Davis!"
"Fool! Power used for good is not power at all, it is weakness!" he proclaimed. "Now stand aside or taste my laser! I have seen the light!" Davis relished the apt wordplay as he readied his weapon for another blast, but right as he unleashed it, a bolt of lightning leaped from Jonas' torso and collided with the beam of green light. He could feel his weapon shudder and crack as the two elemental forces joined together in a blinding green-white sphere.
As the two men watched in awe, the sphere of pure energy began to expand, vaporizing anything it touched. Strong tremors shook the ground.
"Imbecile!" Davis yelled. "What anomaly has your meddling unleashed?" But his voice was drowned out by a deafening electric hum. And when the orb of sizzling plasma touched both his and Jonas' outstretched hands simultaneously, everything went to black.
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