TITLE - Destiny & Justice: Chapter Two, Part Two - Justice
AUTHOR - The DeadMan
RATING - R
PAIRING - Buffy/Xander, Clark/Chloe
Crossover - BtVS/Smallville/Batman Begins
Phone conversation
A.N. - I Don't Own BtVS/Smallville/Batman Begins
Or Any Of The Characters
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A Private Jet
Over The Atlantic Ocean
Oliver Queen (a.k.a. Green Arrow), sat in the co-pilots seat, watching his friend and teammate Authur Curry (a.k.a. Aquaman) at the helm, of the jet that his team of superheroes used. It was of course owned through a subsidiary company that was controlled by Queen Industries, with enough dead end trails of paperwork between the two companies that it was almost impossible to follow.
"You know, for someone who's half-fish, you fly a plane pretty well." Oliver said with a sly grin.
"I'm not half-fish and you know that." Authur stated with a friendly glare, "I prefer the term evolved-merman, thank you."
"What ever you say 'Tuna-Man'." Ollie jokingly said while getting up from his seat, "I'm gonna check out our guest, let me know when we're about to land."
Moving through the the cockpit door Oliver was intercepted by the teams speedster, Bart Allen (a.k.a. Impulse).
Eating from a bag of Doritos, Bart munched, "That doctor dude is coming around, Vic' sent me to get yeh'."
"Thanks Bart. Could you not speak with your mouth full, it gets a little disgusting? Especially when you..." Without a thought Bart finished the bag of chips in super-speed, "...speed eat." Ollie sighed.
Walking toward the sleeping compartments Ollie moved the curtains to see Victor Stone (a.k.a. Cyborg) watching over their now awake guest.
"Wha'... Wh-wh-where am I? Who are you?" The man asked drowsily, tring to sit up.
"Easy there Doc', you've been out almost two hours." Victor said easily holding him down on the bed.
"He's right Doctor. We also were able to purge your system of what ever drug that was used on you." Oliver said pointing over to I.V. machine, "But what we would like to know is who you are, and what it was that Lex Luthor had you working on?"
"My name..? My name is... Irons." He stammered, seeing his reflection in Ollie's eyeglasses, "Dr. John Henry Irons."
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Private Airfield
20 Minutes Northeast
Of Gotham City
"Okay Doc', what's your story?" Green Arrow asked John Henry, while tring to keep an eye on Impulse as he helped Aquaman refuel the plane.
Looking between Arrow and Cyborg, John started to tell his story, "I use to work for the Government, Research & Development, myself and two other doctors where working on cybernetic replacements for amputee soldiers..."
"Who are the other doctors? Was one of them Dr. Hong?" Cybog asked, rubbing his arm, staring at John Henry.
"No, Hong was a lab assistant, he never became a doctor. The other two are Dr. William Magnus and Dr. Thomas Oscar Marrow. But they weren't taking by Luthor, you see Will, T.O., and I had made great advancements, so much so that we talked about moving foward from replacement limbs to actual android soldiers. One night I get a call from our division head saying that our lab had been sabotaged and destroyed, all our research and findings gone, nobody could find Hong so we assumed it was him."
"Why ask about him?"
"I was worked on by a Dr. Hong from CynTechnics, which was bankrolled by Lex Luthor." Cyborg stated while holding out his left arm and flipping open a section showing the implants.
"Oh my God!" John Henry grabbed Victor's arm, "That's T.O.'s work, I'd recognise it anywhere. Hong must have sold it to Luthor."
"Dr. Irons, you said that Lex didn't take Dr. Magnus or Dr. Marrow, how do you know this and why wouldn't he take them as well." Ollie said , getting the conversation back on track.
"Well obviously, Lex already had T.O.'s and Will's work from Hong, but I have a background not only in cybernetics but also weaponry. That's what I started at in R&D. I was grabbed outside my apartment and that was the last thing I remembered before I woke up in that facility. Where was I any way, they never told me?"
"Africa..." Ollie looked under the plane thinking he had seen something, turning back to John and Victor, "Benin City, Nigeria to be exact."
"Well what ever Lex had me working on was of a science I have never seen before, they were weapons of some... I could only call it 'alien' design. Energy instead of projectile ammo, more powerful then any hand held weapon should be. I hate to think about what Lex could do with that kind of technology. I kept tring to change my findings but I was watched to closely and what ever that drug they injected me with made me susceptible to suggestions." John was getting more and more frustrated, while A.C. and Bart walked over to join the three men.
"It's alright now Dr. Irons," Bart placed his arm around John's shoulder, "You've been saved by Justice, that's our little group here, and justice is exactly what we'll give to Lex Luthor." Grinned Bart.
"That's if Green Arrow's friend ever shows up. You said he was reliable, so where is he?" Authur asked as a figure moved from the nighttime shadows under the plane.
"Behind you." Came low dark voice. Spinning the small group came face to face with what could only be described as a 6'1'' piece of ebony night. All leather and armor, pointed ears coming of the cowl, a long cape flowing over his shoulders and obscuring his outline against the night. A large bat shaped crest sitting on his chest.
"Batman your here. I was starting to worry you might not make it." Ollie said walking over and shaking the mans' hand.
"I've been here for the last ten minutes listing to you conversation." Batman calmly stated.
"Good, then we can move on. I need to make another phone call before we reach Metropolis. Everyone on board please." Ollie motioned toward the plane.
"I brought a vehicle." Batman said to Ollie.
"Okay, Cyborg help Batman load it into the hold. Aquaman get the plane started. Dr. Irons if you please, get comfortable. Impulse try to stay..."
"Hey man, nice cape. Ya' think I could get one?" Bart smiled at Batman. A slight turn and glare, from Batman was all it took to make Impulse's smile and himself disappear onto the plane.
"You get used to it," Batman continued toward the rear of the plane silently, Ollie finished before move to the stairs, "Maybe not."
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Private Jet
En Route To
Metropolis, Kansas
With The Batman's custom motorcycle stored in the jet's hold, the group of five heroes and one scientist started the last leg of thier journey toward Metropolis. Batman sat in the co-pilots seat helping fly, next to Authur, Impulse was in the kitchen area of the jet eating once again, witch left Ollie, Vic' , and John Henry in the main compartment continuing the conversation they had started on the ground.
"I think I could help update your mechanics, if I had the right tools." John said, once more looking over Cyborg's inner workings."
"You could? But you said all of the plans and research was destroyed." Vic' asked, while Ollie dialed a number from memory on his cellphone.
"It was, but luckily I have photographic memory, and Hong wasn't as smart as he thought he was. It would take the information from all of our computers to really bring out the full potential. So everything T.O., Will, and I worked on is all right here." As John tapped his forehead, "It seems however that because of the drugs Lex and his people had me on, I can't recall everything from my time in that facility." He said shaking his head.
"It's all right Dr. Irons, if you really want to help us we'll take it." Ollie said as he put his phone away, "I just talked to Watchtower, she'll have someone waiting for us at the airfield to take you to one of our hideouts." He stated looking between the two men.
"If you want to? It's up to you doctor." Vic' told the scientist hurriedly.
"To help take down Lex Luthor, I'd be more then happy to work with you gentlemen." John said with a broad smile.
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Munching through another bag of chips, Impulse paced across the small galley space of the jet muttering to himself, "That's Batman... Don't make a bigger fool of yourself... That's Batman... Don't make a bigger fool of yourself..."
Ever since Batman made his first appearance in Gotham City, Bart had looked up to him even more then Ollie or Clark. He could never build up enough confidence to actually go look for The Dark Knight himself, but now Green Arrow had got the man to join in on their new adventure.
"The first thing I ask about is his cape. I am such an idiot." Slamming his head into the cabinet.
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"Listen, Impulse means well. He's just nervous." Aquaman told the man on his left, "It's because he looks up to you that he can't talk straight."
"You don't seem to have a problem talking to me." Batman stated from the co-pilots seat, "He also seems a little young to be running around with your group. Aren't you and the others afraid he'll get hurt?"
"Impulse is a big part of this team. He's saved all of us on a number of occasions and, yes we have had to rescue him. It's all part of the job." A.C. said, looking out for his friend and teammate, "As for being able to talk to you. After you see first hand what predators are in the depths of the ocean, a man dressed up like a bat, just doesn't scare me."
Turning on the intercom Authur announced, "We'll be setting down at our Metropolis airfield in five minutes. So strap yourselves in." Turning once more to Batman, Aquaman said, "And just for the record, when we get to our final destination, get ready to meet someone else who won't be afraid of you."
With a glare, Batman lowered the landing gear of the jet.
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Private Airfield
Outside Metropolis
"Come on people, let's get the plane unloaded. Aquaman, lock down the hanger. Impulse, go get our ride. Cyborg, help Batman with his motorcycle and our equipment out of the hold." Green Arrow commanded, "Dr. Irons, stay with me, the other member of our team should be here soon to take you to the hideout."
As Justice broke up to their respective tasks, Ollie and John Henry noticed an accumulation of colored light near the hanger wall. The shape that formed inside the light was familiar to Ollie. Standing 5'2", almost 5'10" with her top hat on. A custom tuxedo-bodice and short-coat with tails, white tie and ruffles, cut high on the hip that showed off all of her legs, covered in fishnet stockings, and simple black high heels on her feet.
"Hiya' boss. Watchtower told me you needed a babysitter." The newcomer said with a smile and a flourish, removing the hat upon her head.
"Zee', glad you could make it." G.A. hugged his friend, "And it's more of a bodyguard then babysitter."
Turning toward John Henry Ollie introduced the two, "Dr. John Henry Irons, I would like you to meet Zatanna. Another member of Justice and the resident magician of the group."
" A pleasure to meet you." John Henry said shaking Zatanna's hand, "Please excuse me if I have a hard time believing in magic. I'm a man of science, there shouldn't be anything that can't be explained logically."
"Not to worry Dr. Irons." Zatanna stated replacing her top hat, "I've met plenty of people that thought my magic was a bunch of parlor tricks." With a smirk Zatanna continued, "That is... 'til I convinced them otherwise."
Seeing that Impulse and Aquaman had returned and started helping Cyborg and Batman load up their truck Ollie turned toward John Henry, "Doctor, Zatanna it looks like we're about to head off to see Watchtower, so if you would like to get on your way..."
"Say no more boss." Zatanna inturepted, "I'll keep an eye our guest here while he works and let him in on more of the operation."
"Thanks Zee'. Dr. Irons let me just thank you again for your help. Cy's been hoping that there was someone who could tell him more about what was done to him."
"Of course Green Arrow. As I said, I would do anything to bring down Luthor. Tell Cyborg that I should have some upgrades for his systems when you return."
"With that said, hold on to your hat doc'. Your about to see some real magic." Grabbing John Henry's arm Zatanna moved to an open space and said, "Ecitsuj Fo Llah Eht Ot Su Ekat!"
Once more, colored lights surrounded Zatanna and then John Henry as they moved through space because of Zatanna's magic, 'til only empty space was left where the two had been standing.
Turning once more to his team Ollie asked, "All right, is that it?"
"All packed up and ready to go G.A." said Cyborg.
"I'll follow on my motorcycle." Stated Batman.
"Good. Let's get going, next stop The Daily Planet."
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Back Alley Of The Daily Planet,
Metropolis, Kansas
Gothom City and Metropolis. When normal everyday citizens thought about these two citys, all they saw was the differences.
But who could blame them, after all, the former was considered the seedy underbelly of crime on the East Coast, while the latter is seen as "The City Of Tomorrow", a portal to the west. Bruce Wayne would have agreed with that, while also stating how Gothom City was turning the corner on crime. The police and District Attorney were cracking down on all forms of organized crime, muggings and assults have gone on a sharp down turn in the last few years. Batman on the other hand saw only the similarities between the two, the parts of Metropolis the people didn't go into even when the Sun was up to noon, and how at dusk when that same Sun turned the city into towers of golden glass he was still able to move thru the streets and alleyways without much comment.
Pulling beside the SUV that brought Justice to The Daily Planet, Batman got off his newly bulit motorcycle and approached the team, "What's so important here."
"We have a friend that works here. She can pretty much get us whatever information we need on Lex and his projects." Green Arrow told him, moving toward the supply bay. Picking the lock was an easy feat for Ollie, hearken back to his private school days and the pranks he and his friends would pull off. Hearing the tumblers fall into position he turned to Bart, "Impulse, go around to the lobby and keep an eye and ear open for anything suspicious."
"Gotchyabossonmyway" was all that was heard as a red streak went around the corner of the building. "Are you sure he's up to this. He seems a little immature to me?" Batman asked while moving thru the doorway.
"Look," as Ollie grabbed Batman's arm, "He my be young, but so were we when this started. Trust me, this is my team. They'll get the job done when it's necessary. And if this is as big as I think it is, you'll be glad to have each and every one of them, including the two we're about to meet." Breaking the glaring contest Green Arrow moved toward the hallway door on the side wall.
Coming to the hallways cross section the four superheroes kept a lookout for anyone working late, but only three knew that the most likly person still in the basement offices was the one they wanted to see.
"Cyborg would you mind taking out the surveillance cameras?" Hearing a low humming noise and seeing Cyborg's nod of conformation G.A. allowed the others to move forward. Seeing Chloe Sullivan sitting at her desk in the bullpen Green Arrow signled the others to move around the room and cover all the entrances and exits, before making his presence know to the young woman. "How ya' doing Watchtower?" He said with a nonchalant smile on his face. "I would hazard a guess, as to the reason my computer doesn't work now, to be the work of Cyborg's new EMP toy. Because that's the only way that I could think, my story that I was working on for the last two weeks is no longer on my screen." Chloe said through her gritted teeth and staring at Ollie with fire in her eyes. Chloe mad was usually a funny thing to see because her anger was most often directed at her bestfriend/bodyguard/one-man-army Clark Kent, and it was hysterical to watch him try to get back into Chloe's good graces. Billionaire and team leader of a superhero group Oliver Queen, was not so good at it as farmboy Clark, "Uh..."
"Don't waste your breath." Chloe interrupted, "Just be thankful I had already saved it to a disk." Turing to see Cyborg and Aquaman move out of their hiding places Chloe moved to replace the files on her desk, "I'll show you what I've got on Lex once Cyb... Ahh!" only to come nose to chest with the third man in the room. Slowly looking up, Chloe looked into the eyes of Gothom's Dark Knight.
"You know Batman?" Chloe whisperd with a dazed look on her face.
"Yeah, sorry about that. Chloe this is Batman. Batman meet Chloe Sullivan, codename Watchtower. She's our eyes in the sky and resident hacker." Batman continued to stare.
Moving back to her desk Chloe saw Cyborg working at the computer, "As good as new Chloe, sorry about that. I must have giving a little to much power to the pulse-wave."
"Don't worry about Cy' and thanks, now to pull up the info I got..." Again interrupted but this time by Impulse speeding through the double doors of the basement.
"We might have some trouble. Four girls... really good looking girls by the way... just came in and they're coming for our own hottie." Racing over to said hotties side, "How you doin' Chloalicious?"
"Not the time Impulse. Take cover, Chloe with me." Green Arrow commanded as the others moved to the shadows.
The four women walked into the now empty newsroom tring to find Chloe, "We missed her, dammit!" the youngest brunet hissed angrily, "What are we supposed to do now, wait another day?"
"I don't think we did miss her." The blonde said while walking over to Chloe's desk and picking up her purse, "Ms. Sullivan, we just need to ask you a few questions. Please, we think a friend of ours is in trouble and you may have some idea where he might be." she pleaded looking around the room.
Stepping out of the copy room Chloe said, "How can I help?" as she shook off Olli's restraining hand. What shocked everyone was how the four newcomers dropped into defensive postures as the rest of Justice came out of there spot around them.
"What do you need help with and why do you need Ms. Sullivan?" Ollie asked the woman by Chloe's desk, but before she could answer a familiar farmboy in blue and red walked though the swinging doors behind the four girls.
"You seem popular tonight Chlo'." He said with a small smirk.
End Chapter Two, Part Two
Justice
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