DON'T OWN JL.

Batman turned to face Piltya, pulling at the chains that bound him as he did so,

" What are you doing?"

" You and your friends know too much." Batman glared, he knew he could easily escape, but with Piltya pointing a Talksh blaster at Flash, he couldn't risk it. Instead he decided to keep Piltya talking,

" Know too much? What do we know?" Piltya used the blaster to point at Flash,

" He has seen Myusa! How else could he have escaped from fully trained guards under the leadership of Isasa?" Batman let the information sink in before answering,

" How could you know that?" Piltya's face froze; he knew he had been caught in a lie, " Unless you planned for this to happen. How much are the Talksh paying yo—" A blast landed near his knee and Flash's head,

" You forget who is in power here. You forget who defeated you and," He gave Batman a nasty smirk,

" You forget who holds your friend's life in his hands." He narrowed his eyes at Flash as he groaned. Flash rose shakily to a sitting position,

" Bats? What's going on-AHHHHH!!" Piltya stomped one of his heeled boots onto Flash's injured ankle. Batman forced himself to give no reaction as Piltya turned back to him smirking, while the pain the other man had caused forced Flash back into unconsciousness.

22222222222222222222222222

" Something wrong?" Superman glanced at J'onn,

" This doesn't make sense. Why did Piltya lie to us? Is he playing both sides?"

" Perhaps I should search him out with my mind." Superman looked up again,

" Can you?"

" There is nothing to suggest that I cannot."

" Go for it."

222222222222222222222222222

" The Bat has not seen Myusa, you could release him." Isasa muttered to Piltya.

" I mean sir, that Clerig will know by now who the traitor is." Batman was sitting on his knees next to Flash, listening to the conversation carefully,

' So Piltya is higher up then Isasa.' He glanced down at his companion,

" Wally." He whispered, " Wally!" He had to get the younger man up before anyone else showed up, since Flash wasn't chained, if he got the younger man up they both could escape. Isasa stood up from his chair,

" Killing one of them was fine, but two? The wrath of Myusa—"

" MYUSA IS A FAKE! THAT IS WHY WE ARE DOING THIS!" Piltya took a moment to calm himself, he brought his face closer to Isasa's and whispered,

" Decrek has yet to appear. That means this so called Myusa is a imposter. There is even talk that she is an alien."

Isasa pulled his head away in surprise,

" That cannot be true, Piltya."

" It is. And we will draw out this imposter and kill her, proving to Clerig and his merry band of fools that everything they believe, including their savior, is a farce." Isasa still seemed unnerved,

" Perhaps there is another way to draw Myusa out. I mean she came to that one's defense already, maybe we should let him go, he's just a child after all." Piltya had a dangerous smirk on his face,

" Along with the other one yes? We should let them both go?" His tone was even,

" No, sir, it's just that the child—"

" I am not a child!" Batman couldn't have silenced him if he had wanted to,

" What did you say, whelp?" Piltya turned on the two,

" What's a whelp?" Piltya moved to a far wall of the supposed dungeon, grabbing a thick woven whip he moved back to face Flash,

" How did you summon Myusa?" He asked, unraveling the whip as he did so,

" Ask him," Flash nodded to Isasa, " He was there."

" Yes, he was, but I asked you. How did you summon Myusa?" Flash pulled himself into a sitting position, his back leaning on the wall. Batman was still kneeling next to him, his back to Isasa.

" I don't know. I don't even know why she helped me." Piltya struck out with the whip and Bruce threw himself in the whip's path.

" Batman!" Since Flash was not chained, he was able to ease Bruce back down. Piltya laughed,

" Now I see why Clerig favors your League so. You have the same foolish sense of honor as he does." Flash had stopped paying attention to the former second in command, but Batman had not, he believed he could still weasel some information out of him,

" How do you plan to draw out Myusa if we're stuck in this dungeon."

" If we take you outside, you will attempt to contact your friends. You will tell us how to summon Myusa, then we will test out your theory." The whip came out again and this time, Flash pushed Batman away from it, the whip catching him in the chest exactly where his burn was.

" Damn!" He hissed, bringing a hand instinctively to his chest.

" You will tell me and you will tell me now." Piltya smirked and pulled the whip back again,

" Or we have all day to find out the hard way."

WELL THERE YA GO.