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CHAPTER 2

Grayson coughed as the sulphurous air infiltrated his lungs. The gas scorched his throat and made his eyes overflow and tears stream down his face. He was lying face down in some sort of dirt, but it wasn't dirt. Something else. Something other-worldly.

Getting used to his new environment, the teen hero struggled to his knees and contemplated his new surroundings. Skeletal constructions overshadowed the roaring fire-pits, while shadowed figures with orange reflections of the fire dancing over their faces. Their faces. Shit. He was on Apocalypse, home of Darkseid. The Justice League barely escaped Apocalypse with their lives. Superman had been captured. What could he do against the subjects of Darkseid when the man of steel had to have been rescued. If Superman couldn't escape how could he? How? Impossible.

If he was going survive he had to get to shelter, proper shelter. He clambered to his feet and woozily trudged towards the nearest "tower." Glimpsing inside, he realised that he would have absolutely no problem finding shadows to conceal himself in. He stepped gingerly inside and melted into the shadows. He stalked down the canyon of a corridor, with torches jammed into the craggy walls every few meters, their fiery light danced over the roof and upper walls, and dove headlong into the next room on the right. Rolling forward onto his feet, Grayson glanced around and staggered back in shock. The throne room of Darkseid. He was in the throne room of Darkseid. Crap.