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            It wasn't just right to stand there. Flash and Superman knew that very well. After all, their friend was trapped inside the collapsing and burning building, and they knew that they had to help the Dark Knight. But for some reason, they found that they couldn't even move. Perhaps it was the shock that the bomb had gone off, with Batman still inside.

            They could feel the heat from the fire, even with the distance between them and the building. The sound of a fire engine was heard coming down the street. As the firemen came out of the red truck, they remembered that their friend was still trapped inside.

            Superman took a step towards the building, about to fly inside it, when he felt a hand on his shoulder. He turned to look at J'onn.

            "Wait," said the Martian Manhunter.

            "We have to get Batman," the Man of Steel argued.

            "He's no longer there."

            Flash, finally taking his sights off the burning bank, turned around to face the others. "Say what?" he asked

            Not answering, J'onn looked up at the building that stood to the right of the bank. Superman and Flash, noticing the direction of his gaze, followed where the Martian was looking.

            Next to the bank stood what seemed to be an apartment building. On the roof of the building, even at that time of day, stood what appeared to be a shadowed figure, the long, black cape fluttering in the wind that the flames from the bank created.

            Superman and Flash let out a sigh of relief, though both wondered exactly how Batman got out with so little time.

            The Man of Steel and the Martian Manhunter took to the air, as Flash ran up the side of the building, to meet with the Dark Knight.

            "Do you always have to pull a stunt like that?" Superman asked in a chastising tone. "You had us worried."

            Batman said nothing.

            "Well, that was close," Flash said, screeching to a halt. "I'm surprised you didn't singe your cape, Bats."

            Though you couldn't tell with the mask, one could imagine Batman rolling his eyes.

            "Are you alright?" J'onn asked.

            "I'm fine," came the bat's frank reply.

            "I suppose we should head back to the Watch Tower," Superman said. Looking at Batman, he asked, "Are you coming?"

            The Dark Knight shook his head. "I have some other things to do."

            Turning his back on them, he aimed his grappling gun straight up into the air, firing. The others watched as he rose into the air, up to the Bat Jet, that seemed to come from nowhere, and take off.

            "Was it wise to let him go off by himself?" J'onn asked.

            Flash scratched his head, wondering where exactly the Bat Jet came from. "Well, he said he was okay."

            "Why?" Superman asked.

            J'onn, once again, didn't answer. Instead, he watched the Bat Jet with knowing, worried eyes.

            Batman carefully set the coordinates for the Bat-Cave into the computer of his jet, so the auto-pilot could take control. It was hard to do so with only one hand, and with his left hand as well.

            Sighing, he leaned back into his chair, closing his eyes to ignore the pain in his right arm. He was lucky that his cape was long enough to cover his arm, otherwise the others would have noticed.

            Of course, he figured J'onn would already know that he was injured.

            Opening his eyes, he pushed back the part of the cape covering his right shoulder. He looked at his charred, bleeding hand, flinching slightly at the new wave of pain being realized throughout his arm. It was worse than he thought it to be. Covering his arm with the cape again, he closed his eyes. He couldn't do anything about his arm until he got back to the Bat-Cave.

            In the Javelin 7, Superman set the coordinates of the ship to the Watch Tower. As it began to take off, however, a slight beeping sound was heard.

            J'onn pressed the com-link button. "Javelin?" a female voice said. "This is the Watch Tower."

            "What's going on, Diana?" Superman asked.

            "There's a strange energy signature in the Atlantic Ocean. Do you think you can go and check it out?"

            "Sure. What are the coordinates?"

            "I'm sending them to the Javelin's computer right now…"

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