In a creepy dungeon, filled with scars of fallen warriors who opposed Oliver and Kara. And skulls.
Clark, Lois, Diana, Team Legends, and Team Arrow, all layed in chains tied to heavy mass metallic-balls.
Clark widens his eyes, getting up. Man of former steel grunts. Both from his green-stained chest, and the body parts that formerly corded in braces. Clark looks to his right, grateful that Lois is still the same. As well as everyone he eyes, when he side-moved to the left.
Last thing he remembered was grasped in braces, forced to watch her cousin. Her darker cousin. He constantly declared himself as the fault. His forced into negitoations with the President broke all ties between himself and Kara. Now a view, he identifies his cousin as Darkseid's personal pet. Like before.
Suddenly, Diana groans, responding to the pain which dwells inside her.
"Diana?!", Clark exclaimed.
"Kal", Diana called back.
Felt like old times between the two. As two founding Justice League members, or as two members of their Trinity, the two were known to get captured in great deals. Many Earth mini-crisis events, space battles, war zones, even battles commenced in Warlord.
Diana looks over Lois's motionless body. "How is she?".
"An aspiration to believe that she will wake", Clark declared, worryingly.
"She'll make it", Diana expressed. "We'll all make it", she corrected, which Clark nodded. The Amazonian browses her surroundings, reminding herself their past adventures prior to the time the President unleashed Justice League's pit to hell. "Brings back a lot of memories".
"Indeed it does", Clark approved, following the same move Diana dates in. "And those would be the times Batman would save us".
Diana shared a smile, agreeing with her best friend.
"Part-timer, can never admit to being a full member", Clark scoffed, chuckling. In which Diana served the same.
Diana melts her smile down. "Do you believe what Kara said was true?", she percieved.
"Knowing Bruce, he's known to make slight errors", said Clark. Latter references subsequent missions which incorporated Bruce in not realising some essences to verity, some of them. Times when he faced Bane, never thought to himself thoroughly as the mob was trolling him, weakening the Bat, sooner to breaking him. Or times when he didn't cerebrate in garning over the presence of other characters that'd form an alliance with others. "Don't believe in what Kara says. That's not her talking. It's Darkseid talking".
"I am my own lady, cuz". A known voice appears as sound from the gates that prevent prisoners from leaving. Same wielder whom opens the gates, followed by Parademons behind her. "You can't accept it. That's what makes you quick".
"Kara?"
"I see the prisoners are still napping", Kara discloses.
Clark and Diana, looking amongst their followers, notices one was missing.
"What have you done to White Canary?", Clark demanded.
"The answer to that question, isn't owned in your authority, cuz"
Diana was groomed in hitting Kara. Her smirk pisses the Amazon off.
"Is this how you treat your fellow Amazons? By becoming a coward?", Diana taunted.
"Oh don't slander me with your insults, Diana. You of all people never role the divinity to insult, as a warrior", Kara shot.
"Then I demand you to untie us", said Diana. "You have your explanations to why your keeping us alive. Otherwise you could've killed us any time". Diana surfaces her point on why Kara and Oliver hadn't began the trial between Clark's team against them.
"I'll hand you one answer since you're going to still me an iterate of bullshit", Kara carved. Girl of Steel nudges forward to Diana's point, pulling up the warrior's hair. "A bonus number of years to spare".
"Ten years?", Clark guessed.
"For you. That's under ten years. And it's apart of Lord Darkseid's scheme. To watch in horror to your own adopted world crumble and re-surface in our control", Kara corrected. "Your team?". Kara has a brief taught in what ways she could implement as gods around them, to judge their deaths. "...I'd say they deserve to undergo the same bloodline you're wrinkled in".
Clark had nothing to retort or answer back. Kara made up her mind. Superman is dead inside. Wonder Woman is vastly weakened.
The Girl of Steel walks away, leaving her ex-friends to parole on her exit, followed by Paremons, whom closed and locked the gates.
Clark and Diana house in silence. They seep into their brains, seeking a plan, any plan, even if poor.