Bruce slides back on his dirty mask and heads to the catacombe to the fartherst right as a light turns on. The tiny cave now showcases rows of costumes and weapony. He walks a wal and piles weapons in his arms.
He returns back to the desk just as his blue phone is ringing. He grabs it with lightening speed. "Batman."
"Batman! How are you holding up?"
Loud voices male and female echo in the background and a loud "Shhhhh!"
"Superman, I am alright but Gotham is a mess. I need to speak to you guys immediatly at new base. I am preparing for take off and should see you in about an hour."
(scrambling sounds on the phone.)
"Good show and I knew you would be fine. You always manage to defy death!" and a chuckle.
Laughter "Thanks Green Arrow for the vote of confidence but we are up against now more than I had dared imagine."
"Hmmmm I cannot wait for the battle to begin!"
The league drop all tasks and head to their secret meeting place. A tiny satellite base hovering high above the skies.
Selina begins to come to and he gently adds a tiny whiff of chloroform into her dainty nostrils. "Watch her closely. Monitor her breathing. I hate to do it but I cannot risk her getting harmed."
"Yes Master Bruce. When shall we depart to base?"
"If I am not back by eighteen hundred, go ahead and take her. I will catch up as soon as I am done with my meeting."
"Very well Master Bruce but when she awakens and finds out you have left her, I may not be able to contain her."
He hands Alfred a pair of shiny handcuffs.
"Drastic times..."
"Ahhh Yes... Drastic times sir!"
He heads to his black aircraft. Another exit opens as he taps at switches lighting the cockpit. Suddenly the craft begins to melt into a soft swirling mercury gray color as he commands "cloaking device."He slides the throddle down and begins to roll forward to the runway.
He soars into the smog riddled stratas heading toward the Watch Tower II still under construction. He kicks up speed as his head rests against the seat zooming through clouds. He arrives and glides sideways past the wall of satellites surrounding the tower that shield it from radar or heat or motion sensors. The base is covered in mirrors and to the naked eye cannot be seen. The tiny halo of satellites are funded by Wayne Enterprises to transmit the History Channel, Animal Planet National Geographic, C-span, Wayne-Wireless his own cell phone company and Comedy Central.
He lands perfectly in the dock bay and pops the windshield up. Martian Manhunter stands waving.
He walks up and the two pat shoulders but do not smile.
"Is everyone here?" Batman asks.
"Reading and waiting at the round table Batman."
The portal door slides open and the two enter as the league deep in chatter now turn in silence.
Batman walks to the end of the table and begins his long story as they listen in patiently.
The only one to respond when he finishes is Hawkman.
"I think I can get us to Logan where Nikola is."
"How do you know where it is?" they all ask.
"I don't but I am bird and can feel it and you said yourself the ship was guided by homing pigeons. They will speak to me on our journey."
"Telepathy?" Batman asks.
Hawkman nods "and empathy. We can sense when another is in danger and we all have brainwaves that are easily detected. I have already heard their cries."
The team devise their plan and depart.
To be continued! (((( /\../\ ))))) ~ ()~ (((((( ..))))))
