"We are coming closer to the FP-Quadrant." Tijd announced softly as the two guardians drifted through the dimensions.

Temps nodded and looked in front of them to find the very dimension that scared even its own guardians. "We must hurry. It is only a day from resetting... I can only hope our wayward heroes are not too traumatized by what they find."

"Don't hold your breath on that, Temps." Tijd told the blonde man with a shake of his head, "All there is to find in that dimension is war and heart ache. I assure you the younger heroes will not come out of there the same way they went in."

Even though he did not like to admit Tijd ever being right, Temps had a nagging suspicion in the back of his head that told him Kid Flash and Spider Man would not be returning to their dimensions as the same people they had left it as. And he was not sure if that was a horribly terrible thing, or if it may be slightly good news.

With a sigh, he decided to worry about that later. For now he could only really concentrate on reaching the dimension as soon as possible.

"Watch my six!"

"Damned Amazonians! They're everywhere!"

"We have to get back to the ship! We can't do anything here! We're trapped! Trapped, you hear me, sarge-" But that person stopped screaming after that.

Shouts, yells, and screams of all types surrounded me and pierced my very being as soon as I had run out of the sewers. There were civilian soldiers firing at a group of heavily armored Amazonian women and I could immediately tell they were losing. There were only five of them, inside of a dangerous circle composed of themselves in the center while they were completely surrounded on the outside by the dangerous women.

Without a thought my legs began to make their way towards the inside of them. But I could faintly hear in the background Cole shouting at me to wait a minute until he thinned the herd just a small bit. I could only think about saving those men from their inevitable deaths.

I managed to make a straight line into the circle by shoving Amazonian's and taking away their weapons, then, once inside the circle, I helped the men by taking away the weapons of the nearest women. The men took the chance- even though they couldn't see me helping them because I was just a streak of black and red at that point- and began to shoot the women down, immediately causing them to fall dead onto their still living comrades.

Honestly, I had to try my best to keep from tripping over my feet and falling to the floor in defeat. With the way we were going; with me taking away the women's weapons so they could be shot down; these men would survive to see another day. But I wanted to stop because I knew that even though the men were pulling the triggers, I might as well be the one shooting these women. I took away their only lines of defense and offense.

"Good job, kid!"

The shout was enough to pull me out of my thoughts and I looked over at Grifter to find him fighting off some Amazonians that had decided to back the others up, but he was taking care of them with practiced ease. My stomach wretched uncomfortably as one of the women tried to jump on him, only for him to twist down, grab a spear from the floor, and jab it right into her gut, her own force from the jump making her go lower on the weapon.

"Continue like that and we'll be out of here in no time!"

Her eyes were blank and dead even before her corpse fell onto the floor, Grifter turning away from her to continue fighting.

But if I wanted to save these men, I would have to steel myself. I had to stop thinking about the lives that were being taken. I only had to think of the lives that I needed to protect.

We continued in the same fashion of me taking away Amazonian weapons and the men we were trying to help shooting them down until there were no women left alive. Once I finally stopped running, I was able to look at the full force of my hard work. And as I stared at the battlefield with wide eyes, I could feel myself start shaking and my chest constricting dangerously.

What had I done?

A heavy hand suddenly fell on my shoulder and I looked up to find one of the five men I had done my best to help smiling down at me.

"Thank you, lad." He spoke in a heavy British accent and he smiled at me with barely lit blue eyes. "We were in quite the barney, weren't we?"

My brain didn't want to think about just what a barney was, so I only nodded numbly, then Grifter walked up behind me and clasped my other shoulder. "Great job, kid! I may have just been wrong about you!" His voice was proud and much more lively than what I had grown accustomed to hearing. "But we have to get moving, Sergeant." He told the British man in front of me, "We have to get to the Rendezvous."

The bearded man nodded and allowed his hand to fall from my shoulder, "We're only grateful someone heard our distress call."

Grifter nodded and pushed me softly to begin walking. "You were quite lucky it was us and not some Atlanteans."

"That we were."

But as they spoke about their plans for fighting back the Atlantean and Amazonian forces, I couldn't bring myself to listen. All I could do was look at the bodies strewn all around us and feel a crushing sense of defeat.

What had I done?

"I'm two for two now, Tin Head." Green Arrow smirked over at Iron Man as they landed in the next dimension, only to find a rather angry looking black man with an eye patch and a group of costumed teenagers standing behind him.

"Stark! I should have known you would have something to do with this!" Nick Fury barked as he made his way over to the genius, glaring dangerously. "Where did Deadpool take Spider Man?"

Iron Man retracted his face plate to quirk an eyebrow at the dark skinned man, "Deadpool was here? With two brightly dressed companions?"

"Yeah. And when they left, they kidnapped Spider Man!" One of the teenagers behind Nick accused, crossing his arms over his black and yellow suit.

Batman now took a step forward, "Where did they leave from?"

"Oh, no. I already fell for that trick once. I want answers and I want them now." Nick growled, glare still in place. "Now start explaining before I allow my men to let loose on you."

At that moment red dots appeared on the group of eight's bodies, making Batman glare at the dark skinned man. If it were up to him, he would just attack the man and force them to call the attack off. But Iron Man began to explain everything before the Bat had the chance.

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