Anarky (New Age)/Issue 1

This is the first issue of the DC: New Age ongoing series, Anarky, written by GazzaB9.
== Synopsis of His Name Is His Goal ==
Will be added soon.
== Plot ==
In one of the many low end slums of Gotham City, a series of trucks drive on the road. The drivers are likely unaware, but the simple act of doing their jobs is killing the planet around them. The exhaust of the trucks spew out noxious smoke that will spread throughout the city and enter the lungs of every breathing creature that resides within it. Not just that, the plants will soak up dirty air and the clouds will be increasingly browned until they begin dripping acid rain that will go on to kill the trees we need to breathe.
Behind this truck stands a teenager, no older than seventeen, who is coated by the black smaug as the truck drives away, the driver having not even noticed him. The teenager coughs into his balled fist and watches the truck drive off. He stares at the empty spot where the truck once was for a moment before letting out a sigh and continuing on his path down the street.
* Lonnie Machin (narration): "I am Lonnie Machin. You don't know me. Or at least, I assume you don't. That's probably for the best. For what I'm going to do, it's better that as few people know me as possible."
Lonnie enters a library, standing in the section labeled "politics". His finger traces along the 'A' section, looking for a specific book.
* Lonnie Machin (narration): "I know that sounds ominous and overdramatic, and I'm sorry for that, but it's the only way I could think of phrasing it. But I want to do something that a lot of people would probably not be okay with. Not just for moral reasons but because it's something that only someone very brave or incredibly stupid would do. I want to rebuild the world..."
Lonnie pulls out a copy of the infamous The Anarchist Cookbook. He flips through some pages of it, confirming that it's genuine.
* Lonnie Machin (narration): "The Anarchist Cookbook. Even among anarchists it's controversial. A log of homemade explosives and how to make various illegal substances. For years, it's been criticized, censored, and lobbied against, but, in America at least, it's still a perfectly legal piece of literature. According to the FBI, it doesn't actively encourage you to do anything against anyone, so the book's mere existence is not a crime."
Lonnie closes the book and checks it out. Later on, Lonnie stands inside of a small apartment, which appears to only have two rooms, one of which is a bathroom. The room is loaded full of books piled on top of each other, all related to political ideologies. The politics in question ranges, from Atlas Shrugged to The Communist Manifesto. Lonnie himself stands in front of a whiteboard that he has written his thoughts on, an anarchist A symbol drawn in the corner while he gives his lecture.
*Lonnie Machin: "'Propaganda of the deed' is a term often used in anarchist teachings. Specifically, insurrectionary anarchism, which is a school of anarchism that promotes the overthrowing of the government. Essentially, it's the belief that action causes change. In my personal opinion though, propaganda of the deed is not just used by anarchists, even if the term itself has roots in anarchism. Think about it. Every ideology that is as widespread as it is got that way through some sort of violence. Half the world is Christian because of the Crusades, and the Civil War was partially responsible for the rise of the Republican Party. This, at least to me, is proof that propaganda of the deed is true and works. In order to cause social change, some kind of physical action needs to be taken."
It's revealed Lonnie is talking to a dog, that makes a "yap" noise at him.
*Lonnie Machin: "See, Yap? You get it."
Lonnie pets Yap, who makes more noises. Yap watches Lonnie as he walks towards a metal table, Lonnie slipping a welding mask on his face and beginning to blowtorch something together. He continues working on this strange project for some time, only taking breaks to feed Yap or when Yap is clearly demanding attention from him. By the time he's done, he sets out the various equipment he owns on the table. A caption box appears next to each one, explaining what they are:
"Stun Baton: Button placed on side, when pressed will cause baton to create electrical currents. Twisting dial at the top of the handle will cause the currents to become more powerful. Low levels will result in intense pain, high levels could result in unconsciousness.
A-Shaped Throwing Stars: Cut in such a way that they will move through the air like actual throwing stars and inbed themselves into whatever they hit, even certain types of metal.
Hook Launcher: Spike attached to rope attached to launcher. Via a button press, rope will launch and spike will hook into almost anything. Via a second button press, rope will retract and pull whoever is holding it along with them.
Smoke Pellets: Tiny orbs that have a small button on top. When pushed, pellets will open up and emmit a surprising amount of smoke, blocking visions and allowing for a quick getaway.
Remote-Activated Bombs: Putty on the bottom allows them to be stuck to any flat surface. Detonator separate and works from several miles away. Powerful separately but deadly when together."
* Lonnie Machin: "And the finishing touch..."
Lonnie holds up a small patch. A caption box appears beside it:
"LSD: Makes it all clear..."
Lonnie drops his welding mask on the ground and sits in a rundown recliner chair, popping the LSD patch on to his tongue and lying back as it dissolves in his mouth.
* Lonnie Machin (narration): "Some people have said narcotics have given them a new perspective on their life. I've never bought into it, personally, but they say not to knock something until you try it."
Lonnie gently breathes in and out, raising his hand and placing it on his chest. The look on his face becomes less and less lucid until it's clear that he's completely disociating.
* ???: "Lonnie!"
Lonnie's head snaps to the window. He's suddenly become a child, Lonnie having flashed back some years due to the effects of the drug. The young Lonnie rans towards a broken in window, looking through the shattered glass down to the streets below.
* Young Lonnie: "Yeah, dad?"
Below at the bottom of the building is an older man, looking tired and disheveled.
* Lonnie's Father: "The door jammed again. Yet down here."
Lonnie nods and heads to the door, ready to leave the rundown apartment, which is clearly the same one he is currently setup in during the present day. Though with the addition that in the corner of the room is a mattress with no base. On the mattress is a woman, around the same age as Lonnie's father, who is staring absentmindedly into a wall.
* Young Lonnie: "I'll be back real soon, mom."
Lonnie's mother doesn't react. She's clearly mentally somewhere else. Lonnie heads downstairs to the front door of the apartment building and tries his best to open it up. The door simply jitters and makes various clacking sounds, Lonnie's father becoming increasingly more and more upset as he watches his son struggle.
* Lonnie's Father: "Lonnie, step away from the door."
* Young Lonnie: "I've almost got it!"
* Lonnie's Father: "Lonnie, step away from the door now..."
Lonnie does as he's told and takes a few steps away from the door. Lonnie's father kicks the door repeatedly over and over until the door bursts open, one of the hinges breaking and resulting in the door hanging limply. Lonnie's father groans at the sight.
* Lonnie's Father: "Damn it..."
He rubs his head to calm his nerves.
* Lonnie's Father: "It doesn't matter, nobody's gonna know it was me..."
More will be added soon...