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You’ll forgive me if I don’t get up. I don’t think my legs work anymore. Don’t think they’ve worked for a long, long time. - The Doctor

Doctor Who: The Lost Dimension Omega

Writer: George Mann and Cavan Scott

Artist: Mariano Laclaustra

Colours: Carlos Cabrera

The Lazarus Contract

Slade Wilson targets the returned Wally West as part of an effort to resurrect his son Grant the original Ravage. The event is written jointly by Dan Abnett, Benjamin Percy, and Christopher Priest, and features art by Brett Booth, Khoi Pham, Carlo Pagulayan and Paul Pelletier. And It’ll only last the month of May! Ah DC events never lasting too long.

TITANS #11
Written by DAN ABNETT, BENJAMIN PERCY and CHRISTOPHER PRIEST—Art by BRETT BOOTH and NORM RAPMUND—Cover by MIKE McKONE—Variant cover by BRETT BOOTH and NORM RAPMUND
“THE LAZARUS CONTRACT” part one! When Deathstroke discovers that Wally West’s return holds the key to bringing his son back from the dead, he’ll stop at nothing to do just that! Don’t miss the debut chapter of the epic crossover event that you’ve been waiting for!
On sale MAY 10 • 32 pg, FC, $3.99 US • RATED T

TEEN TITANS #8
Written by DAN ABNETT, BENJAMIN PERCY and CHRISTOPHER PRIEST—Art by KHOI PHAM and WADE VON GRAWBADGER—Cover by MIKE McKONE—Variant cover by PHIL JIMENEZ
“THE LAZARUS CONTRACT” part two! The Teen Titans collide with the Titans after both groups are targeted by the World’s Deadliest Assassin—Deathstroke! But when Robin interrogates Nightwing about his history with Deathstroke, dark secrets are revealed and alliances are broken!
On sale MAY 17 • 32 pg, FC, $3.99 US • RATED T

DEATHSTROKE #19
Written by DAN ABNETT, BENJAMIN PERCY and CHRISTOPHER PRIEST—Art by CARLO PAGULAYAN and JASON PAZ—Cover by MIKE McKONE—Variant cover by TONY S. DANIEL
“THE LAZARUS CONTRACT” part three! Will Slade succeed in reuniting with his son even at the risk of cataclysmic disaster? Or will the Titans and the Teen Titans be fast enough to stop him from changing the world as we know it? Find out what happens when the World’s Deadliest Assassin becomes the Fastest Man Alive!
On sale MAY 24 • 32 pg, FC, $2.99 US • RATED T+

TEEN TITANS ANNUAL: THE LAZARUS CONTRACT #1
Written by DAN ABNETT, BENJAMIN PERCY and CHRISTOPHER PRIEST—Art by PAUL PELLETIER—Cover by MIKE McKONE
“THE LAZARUS CONTRACT” finale! The conclusion to our epic crossover is here, the consequences of which will be felt for years to come! What does the future hold for the Titans teams after this game-changing run-in with their greatest enemy? Find out here as we set the stage for the next era of Titans, Teen Titans and Deathstroke!
On sale MAY 31 • 48 pg, FC, $4.99 US • RATED T


Six Impossible Things

Originally posted by midnightinparis

“I didn’t think he still had it,” Andrew mused, folding the blue silk ribbon back and forth absently. The box sat on the somewhat rickety kitchen table they used for every meal, the small flat not running to a proper dining room. It was just big enough—for the brass double bed that nearly filled the bedroom, the settee and armchair that sat in front of a perpetually empty grate, the wardrobe crammed with her wool skirts, his collared shirts, his best suit seeming ready to step out with her one emerald green silk dress.

“He doesn’t have it now. Not anymore, if I’m reading the card he sent properly. But Andrew, whatever is it?” Sam said. Her brow was slightly furrowed and her tousled hair was unbrushed, loose over her shoulders; he was tempted to answer her with a kiss, but that would be suiting himself. His wife had asked a question and she deserved an answer.

“It’s a waffle-iron. It was my mother’s. She didn’t like to cook, not very much, but she never minded making waffles on Sunday morning, before we went to church. I only ever got one, but Dad got as many as he wanted. I was so jealous, a greedy little boy I guess, Dad usually gave me the last bite off his plate and it was the best one, all buttery and soaked in syrup,” Andrew smiled with the memory, how his father would wink and his mother shake her head, careful not to disarrange her hair but unconscious of how the paste drops at her ears trembled and caught the light.

“You said you didn’t think he still had it,” Sam replied.

“After, after she died, I never saw it again. We went to Carlo’s for Sunday dinner instead, we just had porridge and tea for breakfast. Or sometimes, Dad made kippers but I hated them. I didn’t think he’d kept it, the waffle-iron. And I wouldn’t have thought he’d give it to us,” Andrew said. He had not tried to kiss her, but Sam moved and he felt her arms around him, comforting and companionable as she had been passionate in the night.

“It doesn’t make you sad to see it, does it?” she asked.

“No. I might have thought it would, but it doesn’t,” he said, realizing it was true as the words left his mouth, as her slender arms tightened around him.

“Shall we make some waffles then? He’s thought of everything, there’s even a recipe card, thank goodness. And Andrew,” Sam said, pausing as she often did before making a declaration, “I promise you shall have as many waffles as you choose, as long as you let me have kippers now and then. Perhaps they won’t seem so loathsome now,” she offered. He laughed, as he so often, so easily did with Sam, at her winsome face and tangled, bright hair, at the prospect of a platter full of waffles, at the image of Sam tucking into a plate of kippers with a blissful expression.