Batman POV
After a couple hours of waiting, the morning program on the TV is interrupted by a breaking news alert. Luthor stands at the podium, a triumphant gleam in his eyes masked by a somber look upon his face. It seems that practically every member of his cabinet is standing behind him, all seeming to carry the same triumphant air that Luthor wears. "Task Force X has lost several members; as of today, former military assets Anatoli Knyazev, Floyd Lawton, Carrie Cutter, and Rose Wilson have been murdered brutally by none other than Supergirl, while the whereabouts of Harleen Quinzel are unknown, as testified by Digger Harkness and Slade Wilson. We had sent Task Force X of their own accord to search for the girl in order to bring her in for questioning, and she killed them in cold blood."
"That's bullshit," Damian says, his fist clenched; I wordlessly hold up a hand to silence him.
"Task Force X was made of heroes who sought to save the world from atrocities against humanity, and now they are dead because of they dared to stand for a world where self-proclaimed gods weren't a threat," Luthor says. "Supergirl, I speak directly to you. We know you have killed those who dared question if you belong among us, if your intention in being here was malicious. Now we know you are our enemy. You've taken the lives of some of this country's greatest heroes; to fix this, we will not rest to find you. A new team is nearly ready to confront you."
A new team...another Task Force X? If Luthor believes this new team is capable of taking on Kara in combat, then they would have to be a very dangerous ensemble. I remember the speedster Jesse, who had taken the corpses of the Suicide Squad, as well as the bound Digger Harkness and Slade Wilson. If he had a team of metahumans who were compliant to the government, we could have a real problem on our hands.
"However, I am aware you are being assisted by a certain vigilante in Gotham. Although I have been reasonably more tolerant with extremely justified vigilantism, the Batman has been helping you, an outlaw, stay sheltered from the government. I am afraid that Gotham's Dark Knight has been pushing boundaries for too long. The confirmation of his aid to you came in the discovery of the defeated Suicide Squad in a...Batcave? I believe that is what it's called. Anyhow, I refuse to allow the Gotham Bat to help you in any other way…"
A realization dawns on me at these words; he still has access to Cyborg's data caches. All that data at his fingertips…
"I have withheld the identity of the Batman because I believed he could do good, but it would seem I was wrong. It is with great reluctance that I have issued an arrest warrant for Bruce Wayne, the Batman, for harboring a murderous outlaw."
"ALL OF YOU LEAVE NOW!" I shout to them.
"We aren't leaving you!" Jessica says. "We have to stay and fight them!"
"I'm not letting you get arrested on my account!" Kara argues.
"I can't afford for you to be captured, whatever Luthor has up his sleeve, he can't take you three," I say, gesturing to her, Eobard, and Jessica. "He's expecting for you to be here, and you three aren't ready to be attacked by whatever or whoever he plans to send after you."
"I'll come back for you Thawne says, reluctantly grabbing Alfred and Jessica before zooming off, followed promptly by Kara, who carries Damian and Barbara away. It is in no less than thirty seconds later that I hear the double doors of Wayne Manor being smashed down, heavy footfalls pounding against the wooden floorboards of the floor below me.
"Bruce Wayne, this is the GCPD!" I hear echoing from a bullhorn. "President Luthor has ordered your immediate arrest for treason and the sheltering of a criminal. We urge you to surrender, and it should be noted that lethal force has been authorized. The Manor is surrounded, come out with your hands up." I'd recognize that voice anywhere; GCPD's newest Commissioner, Ellen Yindel, a woman who'd replaced James Gordon a few years back. She was in total agreement with the Metahuman Act, and was one of the many blinded youths who thought Lex a true hero. She'd been gunning for me ever since joining the force, and now she's in my home.
Trying not to make my location known, I quietly move through the room, reaching under the couch to grab one of my spare utility belts, which I had left in different rooms throughout the house in the event of a home invasion. Going to the cave wasn't even in question, as the only entrance within the manor was downstairs, in a room probably filled with GCPD officers.
The particular belt that I had grabbed carried three smoke pellets, five batarangs, a gas mask, batclaw, and grapnel gun. Not much to work with, and it only made things worse knowing one well-placed bullet could down me, seeing as my bulletproof suit was in the cave and I was wearing sleep clothes. I peer out of the corner of a window and consider jumping out of it, until I see about a dozen men in SWAT gear spread out on the south lawn. Too spread out to beat them all without getting shot. I hear the distant pounding of footsteps up on both my right and left sides; it would only be a matter of time until I'd be surrounded by well-armed SWAT.
Before I can think of what to do, I hear the thumping of helicopter blades behind me; a police chopper has its guns aimed directly at me through the glass. The footsteps of the SWAT surround me, and I have half a dozen officers around me, going NSA trained on me. Yindel is one of them. "Don't make this harder than it has to be Mr. Wayne," she says.
"I don't get put down easily," I tell her, tossing the smoke pellet to the ground. The room is quickly shrouded in gas, everything hidden, but I know the manor like the back of my hand. I find my way to the edge of the loft nearby with ease, somehow managing not to be hit by any of the frenzied bullets from the panicked SWAT. I hop over the ledge, but before I land on the rug below, I see a small blue streak, then what feels like a charging bull slam into my stomach. As I fall to the ground in pain, I see the blue streak grow into a full sized man in blue and red armor. The female speedster from a few hours ago zooms in next to him, and a tall form, similar in appearance to Cyborg, but made of full metal and glowing green highlights. Several SWAT gather around to gawk over the odd trio.
"Well Atom, I searched the house, you find anything?" the female speedster says to armored man.
"I'll need more time to search," Atom says. "Metallo, does the Grid have any schematics of the house?"
The android, Metallo, answers in a low, cold voice. "Negative."
"You have a way with hiding things, but Atom and Metallo here will no problem with picking this place apart to find what we need to know of," the speedster says. "Let's get you to prison," she says, right before I drift away into unconsciousness, the pain in my stomach nigh unbearable.
To clarify, as my outfit descriptions are pretty sub par, Jesse Quick and Atom look similar to their CW incarnations, and Metallo is more or less similar in appearance to Grid from Injustice 2.
Please tell me what y'all think in a review, and maybe tell me if you'd rather see Bruce in prison in the next chapter or how everyone reacts to Bruce's capture.