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There existed an Evil Twin to The Last Bastion's Lantern of Ascension. The Lantern of Descension. It was forged and had the opposite effect: it would cause decay in a thing. The Foils would pass it around, using it when needed. Darkness emanated from its core. 
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Having had no interest in death and destruction The Befuddler wrought chaos by infiltrating global institutions and poisoning their systems of operation. No one knew who he worked with or for; some even considered him an agent of good (as evidenced by his many successes in halting military operations through bank crashes). Even his real identity was mysterious: Was he defamed Tech billionaire Lance Boyell? Or trust fund millionaire Rich Roddin?   LeRoy Jefferson of Selma, Alabama was as big as a man could be (both literally and figuratively). He was a living urban legend. It is said that he once lifted a car, that he once had a bullet fail to penetrate his flesh, and that he once carried a little old lady all the way home. What was not urban legend was that LeRoy could scrap. His friends called him "Milk" (as in milk chocolate) but he would call himself Critical Mass. And he was all too happy to join The Last Bastion.
[Licensed photo edited]  Sixteen hundred years ago Yax K'uk' Mo' of the Classic Maya founded the city of Copan. Then, as a ruler, He was a conduit between His people and the gods, performing rituals that protected them all. More recently, from the unseen ether that surrounds us all, His essence assisted The Last Bastion and his Wrecking Crew in their battles by providing the Supernatural.
[Licensed photo edited]  The Owl. He sees all. He knows all. And when the time is exact (if the time is exact) he will tell you.
[Licensed photo edited] Battle weary after many victories and defeats The Last Bastion knew that he needed something more. However large his army grew his enemies always held and themselves grew stronger. He knew that he needed something more. In time it came to him. While in deep meditation his inner vision became a blinding light. It dissipated and revealed was his lantern. He saw his hands reaching for it. They went into the center beneath the lid and both grasped the light. His inner vision saw history: the Romans, Christ, the Nazis, JFK, 11 September 2001, the American Civil War, others. The Last Bastion now knew that to grasp his lantern's light would be to embark on history. But would he have the courage to change it? To do so would be a risk. [Licensed photo edited]  Mike Wahr was as American as a guy could be. He was Iowa's greatest builder of choppers. In fact, his family had built them going back to 1920. Good Ole Mike must have had a hundred fights in his life. Never lost one. Never started one either. Only finished them. The bigger the bully the more Mike relished the brawl. But Iowa's loss would be the world's gain. As soon as the news broke about a new hero protecting the world with light he knew where he had to be: by The Last Bastion's side. So he got on his bike armed with only his muscles and rode to him. Mike Wahr; Motorcycle Man. [Licensed photo edited]  Now The Last Bastion, Adam found that he could not control the light that was emanating from his fingertips, his eyes, his hair. He needed to focus this powerful energy that changed everything it shined upon. Water grew hot, plants grew tall, a dangerous dog became friendly. With this in mind he built a lantern modeled after the Ancient China of his education. The Lantern of Ascension.   An escaped American Super Soldier Decibel could not be controlled and he only wanted to destroy (as he was programmed to do). Human and mortal (despite being created in a lab from spliced DNA) Decibel was armed with live wires and a stone-crushing high frequency scream. Oh, and the strength of a dinosaur.
 Mohammed Jabbar was a true Hero: A decorated police officer in Germany; a community volunteer; a deeply religious man of the Muslim faith. They said that he was "as strong as an Ox". "There was nothing that he would not do in order to help another human being" (of him it had also been said).
Oftentimes he would look at the world, see its man-made woe, and feel great frustration (rarely anger). Then came word of a great Hero, The Last Bastion, with a bright lantern, who would undoubtedly need help. The Spartan was born (and brother was he tough). [Licensed photo edited]  Rabbi Adam Rose was a man of peace. Murdered during a service in Jerusalem; senseless violence, terrorism. Like many witnesses he'd encountered The Light as he lay dying. Rather than going toward it, rather than entering it, he embraced it. He consumed it. He became it. Life returned to his eyes. He did not know it at that moment but he was now The Last Bastion: The Hope of Mankind.
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