This is my second attempt at writing The Injustice Cabal story. I didn't necessarily like the direction I was going the first time around. I do not own Fire Emblem.

The Justice Cabal Base, 10:47 P.M

Crime was at an all-time low with the Justice Cabal watching over the city, and the citizens have never felt safer. The nightlife exploded and the repairs done to the city were ahead of schedule. In the Justice Cabal base, the members of the vigilante group were celebrating the anniversary of their victory against the Grimleal. Brady and Owain were against Severa and Kjelle in a game of pool, while Nah Yarne, and Lucina were playing a racing game. Laurent was in his lab, cooking up some new tech or something, he doesn't communicate much with the team. Inigo and Noire were on a mission in Plegia, keeping a far eye on Robin. Morgan was babysitting for Tiki and Priam's child, Banti. As far as Cynthia and Gerome go, they were on date at a nice restaurant and a movie. When Lucina found out about their relationship, she was a bit stingy towards them but she came around in the end.

Kjelle had just knocked another ball into a hole, then laughed. "Man, you guys suck, you should pick a different game."

Brady repeated her in a bitchy, high-pitched imitation and looked at Owain. "Your turn, dude."

"Okay." He said. He leaned over and took his time to aim. The pool cue was perfectly balanced. Owain heard a cough trying to get his attention, he looked at Brady, who was making a zero with his hand. Owain nodded. He went in for the hit when the lights began to flicker, eventually going out for good. When the lights returned to their normal states, the fire alarm went off. Lucina checked her communicator.

"Laurent, Where is the fire? … Laurent?" She gasped. "The lab!" The leader bolted towards the laboratory. The other heroes followed in case Laurent was in trouble.

By the time the group reached the door they could see blazing flames through the windows. "Brady, Kjelle, open the door! Watch out for back drafts." Lucina ordered. The lab doors slowly opened and a cloud of smoke forcefully pushed Nah off of her feet, luckily Yarne slid on his knees to catch her. Lucina barged through the doors into the wall of flames. "Laurent!" She shouted, inhaling excessive amounts of smoke while doing so. She felt drops of water on her head. 'The sprinkler system had turned on. Laurent won't survive much longer with all of this smoke and steam. I need to find him fast.' Lucina covered her mouth and delved deeper in the inferno.

With the evidence she saw, there had been an explosion of some kind. There was debris everywhere. She took a couple more steps until she heard a crack. She looked down and noticed Laurent's glasses were shattered. "Glasses? He must be close. She looked around and saw a body lying in some sort of liquid. She ran over to it and turned it around. It was Laurent, and he was bleeding heavily from the head and his arm and leg were severely burned. She tried to lift him up, but his foot was broken, twisted to the side. He screamed. It would surely give her nightmares, but she was willing to risk it.

On her way out, the air became denser. She began to slow down and hovel. Brady and Kjelle could barely hold the doors open as they began to slide shut. Suddenly, to claws stopped the doors from crushing their hands and pulled the doors back open. It was Yarne. "Get them, you two, they are straight ahead. He could see them through the smoke with his superior sight. Brady and Kjelle quickly found them in the flames, both unconscious. Brady lifted Lucina and Kjelle hoisted Laurent over her shoulder. They both managed to make it out unscathed. Lucina quickly regained consciousness, while Laurent didn't.

"Give him room!" She yelled. She put her fingers on his throat. Not breathing. She checked his chest for a heartbeat. Nothing. "Someone get the defibrillator, I'll try CPR!" Lucina ripped his shirt open, revealing more burns as Brady went to the med bay down the hall to get the machine. She pumped his chest three times. Nothing. Without a second thought she placed her mouth on his and forced air into his body. Nothing again. Rinse, wash, repeat, rinse, wash, repeat. Every time, more and more tears flooded her eyes. "Wake up! Wake up you son of a bitch!"

"I got it! Stand back!" Brady yelled as he primed the defibrillator. A high pitched whine came from the device. "Clear!" He placed the pads on his chest and… nothing not even a jolt. "What?!" Brady said in surprise. He decide to try again. "Clear!" Same thing as before. "Dammit!" Brady slammed his fist onto his chest as hard as he could. Laurent's eyes opened and with one strong cough, blood spewed out of his mouth. Lucina pulled his head closed to her chest.

"Thank the Gods that you are alive! Get the gurney and take him to the med bay now!" Lucina ordered. She felt a vibration in her pocket. She took out her phone. It was Cynthia.

Ylisstol Theater

"C'mon, C'mon, pick up sis…" Cynthia called on her phone. One ring, two, three.

"Hey, Cynth, Not the best time right now." Lucina greeted.

"What happened, Lucina? My communicator went off, what's the emergency?" Cynthia demanded to know what happened. Gerome left the theater and followed Cynthia out of the building.

"Cynthia, what's going on?" He asked, watching her hand cover her mouth. She hung up the phone.

"Gerome, there was a fire in Laurent's lab… He was badly injured." She began to tear up. Gerome brought her close to his chest.

"If you want, we can go back and check up on him." He offered his thoughts. Cynthia sniffled and shook her head further into his chest.

"The others are with him. With Brady and his medical expertise, he will be better in no time. Besides, I'm better at the whole lifting spirits kind of thing." Cynthia smiled, face still buried.

"How about we sit down on a bench and sit quietly." Gerome suggested. Cynthia needed time to take this event in. She nodded her head and took her boyfriend's hand, leading him to the closest bench. He stopped in his tracks. Something was off. He looked around as if he felt like they were being watched. The plaza was crowded. Vendors were busy and no one looked suspicious enough to cause any sort of alarm. He shook his head. It was probably nothing.

Gregor's Bar

The night was especially lively at the bar. A young man with bright blue hair and sunglasses walked in with a suitcase handcuffed to his wrist. Gregor was cleaning glasses and Nowi was doing her stand-up comic impressions, getting cheers from a very intoxicated crowd. The man walked up to the bar.

"What Gregor get for new face?" Gregor asked with a welcoming and warm grin.

"Water, and please…" The man held out his hand with a grin that only a mother could love. "Call me Gerome."

To Be Continued…

Hey everyone, I hope you find this story more intriguing to read. ALSO, If anyone has and Villain OCs and would like to share their ideas, maybe we could work together.