-Gotham City Sewers: Gotham-

"I hope your plan is not breaking into the Red Sun Prison?" Batgirl asked Deathstroke as they walked into what was left of Batgirl's former HQ, which was now in shambles.

"I might like a good fight." Deathstroke said as he stepped over a piece of debris, "But I'm not suicidal." he said firmly.

"Then what is your plan to break out Supergirl?" Batgirl asked as she kept looking around for something in the rubble.

"When Batman was defeated, his remaining allies where captured or went into hiding. Needless to say I'm trying to track down those in hiding, but I do know where two of his former allies are currently." Deathstroke said as he pulled a small holographic projector out of a pouch in his belt and pressed a hidden button. The projector came to life and showed two familiar Meta-Humans.

"Blue Beetle and Firestorm." Batgirl noted as she looked at the projections of the two young heroes.

"Indeed. Superman was quick to arrest them once Batman fell–"

"Where are they?" Batgirl asked impatiently.

"Jason and the Professor are being held in two different facilities, as so they cannot merge–"

"What about Blue Beetle?" Batgirl asked, again with in impatient tone.

"I don't know." Deathstroke answered simply. "I've exhausted every resource available I have trying to find him, but all I could find was Jason and the Professor–"

"If we can't find him, that means we can't bust him out of whatever deep hole Superman has buried him inside." Batgirl noted, and that made Deathstroke nod silently in agreement.

"Perhaps I could be of assistance?" a deep male voice echoed all around them, causing Batgirl to ready a batarang and Deathstroke raised a pistol to the shooting aiming position.

"Such aggression, I must admit, I like it." the voice boomed as a grey armored being stepped form the shadows, and glared at them with piercing red eyes.

"You are?" Batgirl hissed as she prepared to throw her projectile.

"He's Ares." Deathstroke said simply as he holstered his firearm.

"Ares? As in–"

"Yes, the god of war, Barbara Gordon ." Ares said with a slight bow in her direction. "I know much about you Barbra, and I know the rage inside of you that you try to suppress with Batman's ethics and morale's."

"What do you want, war god?" Deathstroke asked in a non amused tone.

"Like I said, I can you find the one you call Blue Beetle." Ares said with a smile on his face as he waved a clawed right hand, and with a puff of red smoke, it showed a location unfamiliar to two warriors before him.

"Where am I looking at?" Batgirl asked.

"You are looking at the kingdom of the one known as Black Adam." Ares said simply, and that made Batgirl's blood run cold.

"You mean, Blue Beetle is there, what is he–"

"Blue Beetle has few weaknesses, but like Superman, he is weak to certain kinds of magic." Ares said simply. "So Superman imprisoned him in Black Adams home, which is full of magic, which makes it undetectable to most, unless you are a god." Ares aid proudly as he folded his arms.

"Can't you just go there and free him?" Batgirl asked.

"I could, but this is not my fight–"

"Then why tell us this?" Deathstroke asked in a suspicious tone, which Ares choose to ignore.

"Because, without me you would never have known of the location of his prison. But while I will not free Blue Beetle, I can offer... some assistance." Ares said in a tempting tone, and that got Batgirl and Deathstroke's attention. "I can teleport you as closely as possible to Blue Beetles prison, I cannot teleport you directly due to certain magic in play there, or I could teleport you each to the location of Jason and the Professor." Ares offered simply.

"Teleport us to separate locations, that way we can save them at once." Batgirl ordered.

"I'm afraid that would be most... Ill-advised." Ares said simply. Black Adam himself guards Blue Beetles prison, while Jason and the Professor are in two separate locations, and both are guarded by Meta-Humans of Superman's choosing, so going alone would be most disastrous." Ares said firmly. "You will have to choose which of the three you want to save, then I will teleport you there, and bring you back here when it is safe, but you have to choose..."

"I say we go after Blue Beetle, we need his firepower and we could break him out easier with the two of us." Batgirl said.

"I would normally agree in most cases, but Black Adam will no doubt stand guard along with any soldiers he has. The soldiers we could handle, but Black Adam is too much to face for the two of us alone and there isn't much in the way of weaponry we have that can subdue him long enough to free Blue Beetle." Deathstroke replied.

"So you propose we go after Firestorm?" Batgirl said.

"Indeed. While it obviously is a bit of a risk to split up to free them, Firestorm can make Kryptonite which we will need to bring down Superman once we confront him. Not only that, but the Professor would be of help himself with his intellect in case we need a scientific solution for anything not to say you're not capable in that," Deathstroke explained.

"As you said: it's a risk. We will each be on our own and facing Meta Humans that Superman himself picked. Don't you think it's better to combine our efforts to save one person?" Batgirl asked.

"Normally, sure. But he's being guarded by a man with the power of six gods, I don't like our odds in that fight." Deathstroke answered.

Batgirl rubbed her chin, contemplating.

"Kid, I know it's not great either way. But it's either rescue two people who can make kryptonite when fused together or free one guy with serious firepower yet who's guarded by someone with the powers of deities. We will free all of them, but we can't rescue all of them right now." Deathstroke said.

"Fine, we'll be strategic. Splitting up is dangerous...but facing Black Adam is a death sentence...for now at least." Batgirl said, nodding her head.

"Very well, godspeed -" Ares chuckled then snapped his fingers.

Batgirl and Deathstroke disappeared in flashes of fire. Ares chuckled.

"- and bring more war." the God of War said, then disappeared in a flash of fire himself.

To be continued...