Jason takes the liberty to kick the door off the phone booth in which the zeta tube resides, stretching much of a rush it was to kick down the door. Why be peaceful when you could really make an entrance.

"Phone booth? Really superman? How original." He groans as he begins walking on without the other four men.

"Slow down. We aren't too far away so we should probably be- Will!" Deimos blinks as Will had already scaled a building and was looking off into the treeline to try and find a good place to start. The half-dragon was immediately irritated, they were supposed to work together and they were already off to a sluggish start.

"And where's that hot blonde? I was still workin' on the moves~" The archer smirks, heading off into the woods with a dramatic skip in his step.

"She'll come. She doesn't really like closed in spaces." Will hops down deciding to stay with the group.

"And you are her…."

"Roommate. Believe me. I wouldn't touch that with a ten foot pole." Will laughs.

Meanwhile Deimos began feeling the slight chill, pulling his jacket around him. He felt slightly sluggish, as if moving began taking more and more energy to manage. It wasn't terrible, just enough for him to notice it. He reaches into his pocket to retrieve one of the hand warmers he carried with him, shaking the package to attempt to keep warm.

"Sick or something godzilla?" Will asks, curious about the fact he wore a thin long sleeve and was fine, this guy looked like he was ready for a russian winter and was still cold, although he didn't shiver.

"Shut up. I'm cold blooded. Can't keep body heat myself so unless we're in a desert, I get kind of slow." Deimos admits, working to keep up and pulling his hood over his head.

"Good to know. Our warlock is useless in the snow." Jason groans, working to climb a tree and get a look at where they were going.

"Not totally useless. Look at this." Deimos leans down to pick up a piece of slick cloth. Some sort of nylon fabric torn from something. "Probably from a kid's jacket. I don't know many adults who would wear neon yellow."

"Oh. Looks like he pushed his way through here." Jason mentions, seeing the grass laid over in a faint trail completely off the beaten path. Although he tilts his head as he notices another trail intervening… then the two seem to be walking together side by side. "Whatever happened he wasn't alone that's for sure. and didn't seem to fight. He went willingly."

Will decided to take a walk in the path the missing child would have taken, deciding to crouch every few feet to see what he would have seen. "Bats said 'children'... as in multiple? " Will asks for confirmation, only getting a nod from their dragon. "Is it safe to say they all went to the same place or are they just being kids and wandering off?"

"Depends on whatever met his path. The footsteps are slightly wider but the foot itself isn't too big. Gotta be either another child or a small woman." Jason, sighs as he hops down, placing his foot next to one of the tracks, finding it much smaller. "They're pretty fresh. Following it might be worthwhile." The archer adds, only finding Will was a full step ahead of him.

"Oh come on guys. We're a team. Can't just go gallivanting off into the woods lik- Ah!" Deimos jumps as the wood just on the other side of his head splinters with impact. A bullet flying past close enough he could feel the heat on his cheek bone. He ducks behind a tree as gunfire rains upon the group.

Jason finds his way into the cover of the treetops while Will simply stamps a foot into the ground, raising an icy wall that began blocking off bullets. "What the actual fuck?" Will groans, forming his sword and shield in his hands. Jason moves from one bushel of leaves, drawing back an arrow only to realize who was shooting at them.

"It looks like the fuzz."

"English, robin hood!" Deimos yelps, working on a shield of glimmering dust whilst the bullet storm seemed to slow.

"The po-po. One times." Jason continues, only greeted with confused stares. "The police!" Jason leaps down from the branches. "Hold your fire dammit! We're the Justice League." Jason shouts in attempt to stop the onslaught. Somehow, that actually worked, the loud thunder of gunshots beginning to die down.

Deimos and Will just glance at each other, both wondering what kind of cops meet a missing child case with bullets? At least the bullets stopped, meaning the shields could come down.

"We've got this case. Head back to Gotham." Jason assures, wrongfully confident the police would simply bow to the title 'Justice League'.

"We're going to have to ask you and your team to leave. There's a monster on the loose and Gotham animal control has set out all kinds of traps." The chief informs, stroking his mustache with slight annoyance. His eyes settle on the men with some hint of malice.

"Wait. You do know there's children missing in these forests, right? Deimos asks, beginning to imagine a kid getting stuck in one of those grizzly traps. "And you set traps? Much less coming in blowing god knows how many rounds at us!" Deimos was exasperated, these people were mad!

"We are not concerned with that. Our job is to drag that beast in dead or alive, preferably dead." The chief grunts, sending armed men on ahead, completely ruining the trails the group had sent in earlier. "Now leave before we mistake you for that deer-headed thing. Again." The man groans, pushing past Deimos rudely.

"Well… guess we go elsewhere." Jason huffs. "Deimos, You're from around here, right?"

"Yeah… I have an idea." The dragon boy utters, turning around as the group follows.