Everyone who lived in Hub city knew who the question was, and therefore, they knew the devil of hub city. However, this was a secret. Everyone who lived in Hub city wouldn't give up for anything. The older people of the city knew of the inhuman child that the church held in secret. His many escape attempts that always ended in failure.
The city doesn't like those who try to hurt their local cryptid. Even the villains of this city knew better than to attack when a sick day happened. The city, for its diversity, was all connected to the wealthy and the poor. They all followed the Question's conspiracy board website, which is held as a local online newstand of sorts. However, the online forums held another use to the people of Hub city. When the sign off changed on the daily posts, they knew they had to prepare.
During these times, the more wealthy citizens would have the excuse of time to leave town for the week, or business came up in the city over. The poorer would flee to Gotham, and those who couldn't leave or weren't locals who knew what to watch out for were on best behavior. Everyone knew if the Question was out of commission another would take his place, and it wasn't the retired villainess who ran the nice apartment building.
You see, Hub City is known as little Gotham, and take that in the worst way you can. When the local hero is out, you might get lucky in a sense and get the drunk. Who yes is violent and unpredictable, but you won't have a mass casualties event if you get the smiling woman. The villains and heroes alike learned fast if the Question was gone for more than a night. You better be on best your best behavior.
It was a peaceful day. It had to be when the news spread like wildfire that the conspiracy forum hasn't been touched in over 24 hours. Tensions were high as Hub City became more peaceful than Metropolis overnight.
And when Lex Luther came into the city crashing into a building in a life or death battle with Superman as the titular reporter, Lois Lane documented the entire fight, the locals rushed out of the street not screaming as if they were afraid the noise would alert the smiling woman.
As Lex and Superman was about to charge at each other they both seemingly frozen in mid battle. The air grew heavy with the locals watching on in terror as an uneasy silence overtook the city.
Theories jumped around in Lois's mind. She needed an interview with that man if he was even a man. She will start with the locals they always know more than they let on.
Before either Superman or Lex Luther could explain any confusion or speak to what was holding them the crash of a glass bottle to the pavement made them look at the man holding them apart.
The man sneered, his voice slurred, and he smelled of alcohol. "You made me drop my drink." He pushes Superman into the pavement then rips Lex out of his mech. "This ain't your city, nor is this racket good for anyone sanity or rest." He huffs seemingly sobering up in an instant his face replaced his annoyed look with a bored expression.
Superman pulls himself out of the pavement but is stunned hen the drunk throws Lex into his arms. "What are you?"
The man seems to take a bottle out of thin air walking away. "Thirsty." He huffs as he walks off into the distance.
Unable to follow having Lex in his arms, Superman just watches him leave and shares a confused look with Lois, who caught the entire thing on live film.
Micheal is cleaning the nonexistent mess from Victor's apartment as an excuse to watch him. Victor was still sick, and demons and angels both got sick despite not being mortal. Granted, those diseases were quite rare, and when it happens, it drains the creature of energy until the sickness has passed. Victor was also still a quarter human, so it was even worse for him when it happened.
Micheal cleared his throat as he replaced the boiling ice pack from Victor's head. "One of those superhero battles happened here. I put a stop to it before Gabriel could permanently stop it. It was the kryptonian and a human fighting." He frowns, watching the new ice pack melt even faster.
Against his better judgements he picks up Victor's phone. "This is the kid's phone, and I am not the child."
Victor's wings were splayed out as he writhed in pain from the sickness that racked his body. His tail thrashing back and forth, he was in a dead slumber a sweet miniscule relief from the pain. He couldn't even acknowledge what was being told to him.
"It's a shame human medication doesn't work for you, I can't give you ours either that would, well it was a torture method back in the day, wasn't it." Michael's rambling stops hearing Victor's phone ring. It has been doing that on and off. His new friends must be concerned.
The voice on the other end is female. "You're not Vic."
"That I am not. Before you get alarmed, he is currently sick with a fever." Michael frowns, looking over Victor. "He is unable to complete his daily tasks and jobs."
The voice is quiet for a moment. "Are you Michael?"
"The boy told you about me." He pauses. "Again he is ill."
"I can come and bring him some soup."
Micheal interrupts her immediately. "You will do no such thing he cannot consume anything or he will vomit. I will not compromise the little liquids I have been able to get into his body."
The female voice pauses quieter. "He's really bad, isn't he."
"He will recover." Michael hums hanging up the phone. Maybe he should not have answered Victor's phone.
Helena's phone blared out an obnoxious ringtone before he picked the phone up at an alarming speed, interrupting the card game between Oliver and Dianah. "Hello Que?"
A scratchy groan of a voice answers the line. "You know my name, you don't have to.." He sneezes before he can finish his sentence.
Helena puts her phone on speaker so the rest can hear and talk.
"Hey Vic you alright, you've been out of commission for two weeks, I was worried your parademon family stole ya." Oliver joked to a sniff over the line.
"Just demon Oliver." Vic is heard sniffling over the call. "Not an alien." He mutters after.
"You sound like shit Que, what happened?" Helena hums relieved to know her friend is alive.
"Got sick... still recovering." Another sneeze is heard followed by coughing.
Dianah chuckles. "Rest up, you'll be well enough soon you can come by star towers."
Victor sniffs. "I will come by when I feel better. I just called to let you guys know I am ok."
"Wait before you hang up." Oliver rushes out, finally tackling the big issue that plagued his mind. "What is in your city that stopped Supes and Lex?"
The line is quiet, saved for Victor's sniffling before he finally spoke. "What?" The phone disconnected before Victor could speak again, leaving three heroes confused.