The team now jumps in the last jeep heading to Hero. WonderWoman and Black Canary straighten up boxes and quickly made it homey as Hawkman rubs his temples. Wally sits staring out the back as Martian Manhunter sits in silence.
They roll into the miltary base. The group splits up. The B-team takes the gate. The women quickly divert the guards with their looks as Wally and Hawkman knock them cold. The A-team make it undetected across the plains to the silos. Batman pulls out his repelling gear and descends. "That is so unfair!" he says unbuckling as they stand waiting for him rolling their eyes impatiently.
They head to the first silo. Empty. They head to the second one. Empty.
They head to the third and gasp in awe at the machine that stands before them. It appears to be on huge iron posts. In the middle suspended in air is a huge orb with orange edges and a pink center. It hums as tiny electric sparks jolt around the center.
"What now?" Martian Manhunter asks.
"We wait for the rest of the team and for Mr. Twain to arrive. He should be here momentarily. The rest of the teams now arrives and eyes the huge orb or elctricity. They are anxious for Twain's arrival. Wally blurs around the machine as Hawkman hits the wall. Green Arroow toys with his bow. The women stand in idle chit chat.
Their demeanor shifts when they turn to see a man approaching.
"Hello! He walks towards them with his hand outstretched. "Impressive isn't it? He says shaking hands. "Call me Sam, or Mark or Twain, whatever you like." He stares at the pulsing orb "Nikki calls it the eye."
"I had hoped you would show up!" Batman says.
"Yes it appears now that my mistake may be your only hope."
"We have six and a half hours. Is that enough time?"
Mr. Twain walks onto the stage and places his hand around the orb causing his hair, eyebrows and mustache to suddenly stand up. He then turns and places his hand on a tiny pad and types in a code. The machine hums louder as his hair, eyebrows and mustache now stand on end. "Plenty of time to get there and have Nikola reset the time table and return us all before this happens." He jumps on the platform.
"Quickly..We have only ten minutes to board!" The team follows him. He is heading full force towards the wall. The team begins to slow. (We are going to crash.) Metal now floats into the air. Coins, Black Canaries hair pins. It tugs at Wonder Woman's bracelets. Suddenly a door appears swirling like water in muted colors. He steps up into the portal door. The team follows at his heels.
The next site takes their breath away. A shining submarine hovers in mid air. It has giant wings embossed with feathers. It sides glow like liquid mercury. Tiny rainbow sparks of light glide across the body making tiny zapping noises. On the stern the word EPIPHANY is painted. Tiny lights now glow from inside the mighty vessel. A red flag waves overhead the word Logan with a star and the planet Venus. "Beautiful isn't she" Twain shouts as he walks under the craft and places his hand on the belly of metal embossed feathers and a egg on a platform drops then opens up. He places his hand on it and types in another code as a shiny silver ladder descends.
"This way."
Twain twist the wheel on the portal door as a hiss of wind escapes and waves them inside.
The entrance is not at all what they had expected. It looks like a parlor from the eighteenth century. They stare at a plush couch and on its sides are salmon marbled tables with richly carved Chippendale legs with Tiffany stained glass lamps glowing. The windows are covered with rich velvety drapes. The walls are covered in a velvet marquis in velvet brown over a gold wallpaper. They turn to the other corner with a grand piano. Ornate gold gilded frames grace the wall showing a young Nikola in black and white with what looks to be his mother. The other a picture of him and Twain. Nikola is holding in his palm a tiny white dove. To the other wall deep leather seated chairs flank a roaring fire. To its side a wall is filled with books.
"This is lovely!" Black Canary says. "I like it also!" WonderWoman adds.
Flash blurs over to the piano and hits a few keys.
"Nikki wanted this to be more classical setting." Twain says.
The group walk slowly through the room gawking.
"Quick lets head upstairs to the wheel."
The group turn and head up a staircase. "Say. This looks familiar." Superman says.
"AHHH yes. Nikki did a minature version of the staircase in Titanic. He loves that movie. "
They eye another photo on the wall.
"Is that Leonardo with Nikola Tesla?" they ask.
"Yes. Yes. It is. Leonardo is one of the few who know Nikki. He is a great actor and humanitarian."
The team shake their heads side to side.
The sound of gears starts as the ladder retracts back into the hull of the ship. The portal door now slowly shuts.
Just as it is about to close. A hand slides in and blocks it.