Superman looked at Wonder Woman.
"That's what Batman said."
"No, I didn't," Batman argued in his low, grumbly voice. "Oh, you mean the other one."
"Yes. That's what Batman II said."
"Did he say how?" Hawkgirl inquired.
"Yes, but it doesn't help much."
"How do you mean?"
"In his universe, the villain that killed him wasn't already dead."
"So he's dead here," Green Lantern stated.
"Last week. Krumping incident - it wasn't pretty."
"Then we should have nothing to worry about."
"I don't know about that." Superman tilted his head. "I imagine whoever hired him in their dimension will hire someone else in ours. Keep your eyes peeled."
"The universe does have a way of sorting itself out," Batman said soberly.
Green Lantern was lit with righteous anger. "So what are you saying? There's nothing we can do about it?"
"I'm saying it might be out of our hands."
"Maybe out of your hands, but I for one am not going to sit idly by while another innocent is murdered for no reason!"
"You don't know it's for no reason," Batman argued softly, just soft enough so Green Lantern wouldn't hear him, thereby winning the argument by forfeit. Like you've never done it.
"Shouldn't we tell him?" Wonder Woman asked, her brow furrowing.
"No," J'onn replied, the first thing he said since the meeting started. "It would only result in his getting nervous and jittery, doing more harm than good."
"How do you know?" Wonder Woman asked more accusatory than curiously. "Did you ask him?"
In reply, J'onn tapped himself on the temple.
"Get out of there," Green Lantern said, thwapping the Martian Manhunter on the occipital portion of his head.
"Hey!" they heard Flash call out. "Where is everyo-oooooooooooah!" They looked up through the window just in time to see Flash lose his footing and go tumbling off of the thin strip of hovering metal.
"Holy Hannah!" Wonder Woman said in surprise. She stood immediately, the chair making a most unbearable squealing on the floor. She wasn't as fast as Superman, however, who was already flying down the shaft after him.
"Holy Hannah?" Hawkgirl asked. "Don't you mean 'Great Hera' or-"
Wonder Woman and the others ran out of the conference room after Superman.
"Or 'Gracious Gaia' or something?" Hawkgirl chased Wonder Woman in order to finish her inquiry.
"Flash! Are you okay?" Wonder Woman asked as Superman landed him easily back on the ground, completely ignoring Hawkgirl's question.
"What about 'Mighty Aphrodite?'"
Flash gave Hawkgirl a quizzical look, then answered Wonder Woman. "Better now. Thanks, Supes." Flash smacked the larger man on the shoulder, then held the stinging extremity. "What do you think about getting guard rails for these?"
"Honestly, it never occurred to me. Everyone else can fly, or Batman can at least use one of his toys since he doesn't actually have super powers because he's just human." Batman narrowed his eyes at Superman while Green Lantern drew no attention to himself. "What?"
"Well, think about it, will you?"
Their attention was drawn to the klaxons and lights, indicating a problem on the planet below. The members of the Justice League rushed to the command deck via flying, phasing, running, or what have you. In the process, Flash was pushed off the bridge again, but grabbed by Green Lantern before he became a red spot on the deck below.
"Quit screwing around, will you?" Lantern reprimanded.
"Easy for you to say," Flash replied.
Lantern set him down and Flash took off. He was one of the first to arrive, second only to J'onn.
"What's happening?" Superman demanded. He was followed by the others with Batman bringing up the rear and looking none too happy about it.
Batman glanced at the sensor station which had busted earlier. He was in the process of fixing it when the secret meeting was called. It was unfinished and open. He noticed what was happening a split-second too late.
"Flash, no!" Batman yelled just after Flash leaned on the broken console.
"Dancing Demeter!" Hawkgirl shouted. Wonder Woman glared at her. "What? You're not doing it."
Flash went rigid as the electricity shot through his muscles, depolarizing all of them. He couldn't move or yell, much less pull away. He felt like his heart would soon explode.
Batman grabbed a conveniently-placed broom and knocked Flash away with the wooden broomstick. Flash landed on the floor in a smoking heap and refused to move.