My morning schedule ran as such: wake up 25 minutes before class, spend five minutes getting dressed, 10 minutes getting breakfast, and 10 minutes sprinting to class. I showered before bed and ate dinner alone in my dorm. It was a good schedule. It worked perfectly until the day I slipped and fell in the shower.

The next thing I knew I was waking up on a very uncomfortable bed. Two voices were arguing about something.

"Why am I the one on this side? You always are saying we can't have outsiders up here!" That voice was strong and confident.

"He might have valuable information." came a gruff voice. "People don't just appear up here. You know that as well as I do."

"I understand that, but shouldn't we do the questioning elsewhere? He's an outsider! He's a complete unknown!"

"He's injured. We can't just bring him down to Earth. He's safer up here."

"Am I really arguing with you about this? Is there something more going on here?"

"No, Clark." There was an awkward pause. "He's awake."

I opened my eyes to the last sight I was expecting. I thought they might be two government agents, but they were anything but that. Standing in front of me were two of the most iconic figures out there, but here they were real. Standing directly besides me, sporting an outfit straight out of the cartoons, was Batman. And besides him was Superman.

"Am I dreaming?" I asked.

"No." said Batman. "You are currently on the Watchtower. Now, can you explain to me what you are doing here?"

I pushed myself up. "I was going to ask you that. How is this even possible?"

"I'm not sure. We detected a strange signal before you appeared, but it doesn't match with any form of teleportation we've encountered. Where are you from?"

"Earth, but, a different one. I think. It's the only thing that would explain everything."

"Explain what?"

"Where I'm from, you guys are just works of fiction."

"How am I supposed to believe a word you say?"

"Bruce Wayne and Clark Kent. All the Robins and their futures: Dick Grayson, Nightwing; Jason Todd, deceased and then Red Hood; Tim Drake, Red Robin, and Damian Wayne as the current Robin. There's a point in time where Flash, Barry Allen, saves his mom and creates the Flashpoint timeline, allowing you one final letter from your father. At another point in time, the Joker shoots Batgirl, Barbara Gordon, and paralyzing her; causing her to become-"

"That's enough. The only way you'd know some of that information is if you were either from the future, or you are telling the truth. And I am sure that you are not from the future, because you would have information even I wouldn't. Flash!" The moment Batman finished speaking, a red streak shot in as Barry Allen ran in.

"I'm here Bats." said Flash.

"I need to you run a scan of those signals with those of trans-dimensional travel."

"On it." Then he was gone as soon as he appeared.

Two minutes later, after a few more questions from Batman, alarms suddenly started to blare. As they did, Flash ran back in.

"It wasn't me, Bats, but I know what it is. Those scans you had me do? They matched, and just now there was a massive surge of those scans all across Earth, and from what I've heard, the newcomers aren't friendly."

"How many?" asked Batman.

"It's a full scale invasion."

"Call the League."

"Already done. This is all hands on deck."

"Let me help." I said, standing up.

"No!" said Batman, shoving me down. "You are safer up here. You don't have anything to fight with."

"Then give me something to fight with! Flash, you could give me speed like you had Thomas do in the alternate timeline!"

"That was different," said Flash. "I knew my body could handle it. Plus, it almost killed me."

"I don't care. I want to fight. I don't want to be stuck here alone."

"You aren't going out there." said Batman sternly. "You have no powers, nothing to protect yourself with, and no training. You would be cannon fodder." Suddenly, the door flew open and Hal Jordan flew in.

"Open the airlock!" he shouted.

"Why?" asked Superman.

"Because if we don't, we are about to get a ring sized hole in the Watchtower." As everyone else turned towards me, Flash sped over and worked the airlock, allowing the green ring to fly in, stopping right in front of me.

"Carter Johnson of Earth 413. You have been deemed worthy to wield the power of a Green Lantern ring."