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Chapter 3

Avengers-

The flight to the helicarrier was tense. Batman "borrowed" one of Stark's tablets so he could continue researching this new world and effectively ignored everyone. The Avengers watched him suspiciously but none of them, not even Hawkeye, tried to engage him. Luckily, it was a short flight.

Fury was waiting for them when they landed. "Stark, this better not be one of your pranks or experiments gone wrong."

"Me?" Tony tried to look innocent. "Perish the thought, Fury. I haven't messed with the fabric of space in weeks."

"That does not comfort me." He turned to Batman. "Who are you? Another alien?"

"Alien?" Falcon perked up, a little too excited. He wilted a little under Fury's glare.

"I'm not an alien," Batman offered. Unlike most men who met the director of SHEILD, he did not back down from Fury's one-eye glare. In fact he met it with a chilling glare of his own. "I need to see Superman now."

"That answers who I have but not who you are. Start talking," the director ordered.

"No time," Batman said, stepping forward.

"Make time," Fury challenged.

"Sir, let's have this discussion inside," Black Widow spoke up, trying to calm the situation. "Let's not make enemies we don't need."

"Are you going to become an enemy?" Fury asked Batman.

"It would be easier for everyone if we can cooperate." Batman's glare never diminished but his tone did soften. "I can tell you the man you are holding is as American as your Captain America. Let me wake him up and we can talk."

Fury considered the man, and with great dignity, stepped out of the way. Batman nodded and rushed with remarkable accuracy straight to where Superman was being held.

The Avengers followed but waited outside the room while Batman spoke to his compatriot. Fury looked to Stark for answers, expecting him to explain where these heroes came from. Tony just shrugged started, playing with his phone. Natasha rolled her eyes but didn't return the director's questioning look. Fury ground his teeth and turned to watch Batman wake up his friend.

Batman-

Batman wasn't sure what he was expecting when he walked into the room where Superman was being held. It looked like a prison cell crossed with a hospital room with some fishbowl accents. It was the wall of reinforced glass that let anyone outside observe anyone inside that made him think of a fishbowl. Along the opposite wall, the medical equipment blinked obnoxiously. Batman scanned the equipment, none of which was connected. Obviously, the scientists at SHIELD didn't know what they were dealing with and had given up at some unseen signal from Director Nick Fury. Batman didn't blame them. It wasn't like they could take a blood sample. The man of Steel was laying on a table in the center of the room. He was strapped down with what looked like flexible metal straps. Batman refrained from grinning at the feeble restraints. Those wouldn't even slow Clark down, assuming he even noticed. Still, it would be dangerous if Superman woke up here, alone and disoriented. Best case scenario had him flying straight through the ceiling or floor without damaging any vital systems. Worst case: he would be a flash back of when Darkseid controlled him and he panicked. He could destroy the helicarrier before SHIELD could evacuate. Batman couldn't let that happen.

He leaned over Superman and shook his shoulders. He hadn't really expected a response so he wasn't disappointed. He tried not to think how similar this was to the Dr. Destiny case, otherwise that stupid jingle would get caught in his head again. It took him weeks to get it out before. Leaning close to Clark's head, Batman shouted "Superman, wake up!" The Kryptonian didn't move. A splash of water and a light smack also had no effect. Outside, Director Fury and the Avengers watched. It was frustrating and a little embarrassing. Finally, Batman bent down to Superman's ear and whispered, "Come on, Clark, we don't have time for this. I need you. I won't be able to get these people to trust me, but you can. Please, wake up."

As expected from Superman, a plea for help had him sitting up like a shot. The restraints snapped like threads and the man of steel was on his feet, shaking his head.

"Superman, it's me," Batman said carefully. He held out his hand and Clark grabbed it. "You're safe, just stay calm."

"Bats?" Superman said.

"It's me," Batman repeated.

Superman looked around. "Where are we?"

"Another world, we were transported somehow," Batman explained. He pulled Superman to his feet, lending a shoulder when the when the Kyrptonian stumbled. "We'll need to work together."

"What's the plan?" Superman asked, looking at the window where they would see the Avengers looking in.

"You work with the local heroes; just be yourself, you'll fit right in. We need to find the rest of the league. I'll work on getting us back home," Batman explained. He took a deep breath and squared his shoulders, also letting Superman get his own strength back. Then, he opened the door. "Let me introduce you to the Avengers."

As soon as Superman stepped into the corridor, he had the Avengers eating out of his hand. Truth, Justice and the American way had its usual effect. It was spectacular to watch and Batman just stood back and let it happen. This is what Superman excelled at and Batman did not. If he was Bruce Wayne, he'd charm them with ease but that is not who he was right now.

"Hello," the Kryptonian said and raised a hand to wave. "I'm Superman, and Batman told me you are the Avengers."

Tony, predictably, stepped forward first. "That's us. I'm Tony Stark," he said as he held out a hand.

Superman smiled at him and shook his hand. "Pleasure," he said with dignity.

Thor pushed forward next, clapping the hero on the shoulder with enough force that even Superman felt it, though he did not move. "Welcome warrior! I am Thor Odinson, prince of Asgard. I shall show you the wonders of this realm, as I, to, was once a stranger."

"Sounds great," Superman agreed and turned his attention to Captain America. "I like your color scheme."

"Steve Rogers, also known as Captain America," Steve explained as they shook hands. "Welcome to our Earth." Clearly they were kindred spirits.

Sam, who had been staying back, suddenly couldn't hold it in any longer. "Are you really an alien?" he blurted. Then he gasped and hid his face in his hands.

Superman just laughed. "Yep! I was born on the planet Krypton, but right before its destruction, my parents sent me to Earth. Here, I was raised by wonderful people in Kansas." He winked at Sam. "I'm as American as you."

Sam blushed but shook Superman's hand. Behind him, Hulk just grunted when Superman smiled at him. Clint and Natasha held back, watching. Batman watched them as he considered them a greater threat, the Black Widow in particular.

Finally, Fury had enough. "Enough with the meet and greet. What do you want, Superman?" he said sharply.

Superman looked back at Batman, who finally stepped forward. Batman answered for both of them. Clark was making sure he was included. "We need to find the rest of the league. Then find out how we got here and how to get back." He glanced at Superman who smoothly picked up his que.

"We need your help. We're strangers, with no connections, no identity, and no home base. We'll need resources and information to find our friends. Can we count on you?" Superman looked right at Tony and Steve, beseeching them with guileless eyes. Batman tried not to roll his own eyes. The man knew how to use those puppy-dog eyes. The strongest man in the world and he won arguments with puppy-dog eyes.

While Fury seemed immune to Superman's charm, Tony Stark and Steve Rogers were not. They pledged their support and before long they were all climbing back into the quinjet. Once the door closed, everyone looked at Tony, expecting him to know where to go next.

"Um, back to the Tower?" he suggested. "I'll see if we can find any other spikes of that weird energy, which will lead to your friends."

"Okay," Superman said as he looked around the plane. He wasn't used to flying inside a plane when he had the cape on.

"We need to fly to Greece," Batman spoke up. He ignored how every eye turned to him. "There was a minor earthquake there an hour ago, and there are reports of a flying woman saving people trapped in the collapsed buildings."

Superman perked up. "Diana?" he asked.

Batman nodded but didn't elaborate. Tony looked around and shrugged. "Okay, Greece it is. Who wants Gyros?"