Up in the red skies. The building. The room. The bed sight. Lies none other than the duo psychos who again fell asleep after having another rough sex

Flashes of memory snakes inside Oliver's head.

'Your encounters with them led to the dangers of everyone in this city'

'Oliver you crossed a line. A line that I've begged not to see. You brought this darkness upon yourself'

'You don't trust anyone but yourself'

'I now know I can longer have the son I loved so much back'

'Lian Yu has changed you a lot'

'I don't torture people just for my own personal gain'

'I don't know if I could trust you anymore or even consider you a friend'

These voices crossing through his roots. His past. Every painful memory. His body shaken. His feet and arms shake. His eyes squizzels; crying in pain. Oliver couldn't hold it.

A level so high that got Kara to beam over his side.

"Oliver wake up". Kara presses hard on him. No result came. Kara hastens her flow on him, hoping to reach him. "Oliver! Wake up!".

Oliver bursts his breath like a balloon after taking a handful of shakes from his wife.

"What happened?", Oliver breathes in question.

"You're body was reaching a critical hit", Kara softly answers. "You had me worried".

Oliver would appreciate many times the support Kara lays in for him but something else focused on his mind.

"Oliver?"

"Something in my head. Voices. Mum. Tommy. Laurel. Quentin. John. Felicity. Barry. They all revealed a perspective point of me. And they were right. About my persona being so dark".

"Screw your former allies. They're worthless Ollie", Kara chins up her husband. "They brought you into this mess. A mess we can rebuild together. Rebuilt our life".

Oliver smiles. His faces shapes a cowl of clowns. Giggling in his without opening his mouth. "You're right. I've got more important things to do", Oliver presses his lips to Kara, which she returned the same.

30 minutes later...

Two dark warriors got themselves dressed to fill their gauge as a figure pots on their wings.

Batman appears as a virtual figure.

"Batman? Thought we'd never receive any income from your address", Kara wrinkles.

Batman remains serious like he's a robot. The latter whom sits in a Mobius chair.

"Darkseid is pleased to sense your painful terror on Earth. Darkseid wishes to assign you a task. This will involve your departure from Earth. To another planet".

A line that excites the two. Earth is demolished. Civilisations destroyed. No one can survive. So this is a great opportunity for them to do something that sets their minds off from waiting patiently.

"Tell him we're heavily pleased to complete his task", said Oliver like a machine.

Batman nods as he briefs in their task. To travel to a planet stars away from Earth. To wield an ancient source. One that can directly cross through breaches in the multiverse.

The two nod in their approval over this as the Dark Knight fades out with a simple press from his chair.

"With Kal-El and everyone occupied with our Parademons and creations, we have nothing do in here beloved".

"Your right honey"

The building is left guarded with parademons and bad souls. Kara and Oliver flew away.

Oliver would consider this his form of enjoyment. And Kara never went against it. It's what they always do. Even back in the day when they had daily missions printed for them.

Each black cloud that clashes with Kara disperses. An attribute of breeze forms out as the lowest form of air resistance. Something that didn't phase the Dark Steel.

They've mined their line. Their ship. Created by the Batman who's influenced under Darkseid's control.

"You ready". Kara making sure her love preps up his odds.

"Yes love. I am so much ready". His tone was so scratchy than an old. One of the tones Kara enjoys hearing.

The two dark birds head inside. To prepare their take off.

A few slits to manage but other than that they were ready. Kara turns the lever down for take off. The ship lifts itself up. Into the clouds. Going way up. Leaving the atmosphere. Leaving the planet.

"A source that we can wield in conquering over worlds. Huh?"

"With this in our hands. The multiverse will be ours".

The two exchange lips. Sucking up the oxygen in them as the saucer crosses trough millions of stars in space. To set forth their stop. To earn the ultimate prize.