And Injustice For All 2

Chapter 69: Return to Earth

Brainiac's ship

"There. Earth. We will infiltrate their communications. We will take their world. We will find the Kryptonian."

Stryker's Island, advanced prison facility

"Hey, Athanasia. You have a visitor."

Alfred came by with a dish containing soup, sliced ham, a banana and a rose. "Hello, Ms. Al Ghul. I..." Alfred tripped.

"Blast."

"You didn't come from the Lazarus Pit, didn't you?"

"No, I am not myself. I am not capable."

Athanasia was wearing her orange prison outfit with the left part of her head shaved, similar to Sombra of Overwatch, but without the futuristic transplants.

"Why are you here?"

"To offer you a nice meal."

"Why?"

"I wanted to talk to you, get to know more of you, where you're from, how old you are."

"Why would I want to talk to you?"

"You have other pressing maters to attend to?"

"Taking into account the time I was dead, I'm sixteen."

"Oh child, you life barely began."

"Why do you care?"

"Because you are Bruce's child, which means we are family."

Bruce is not my father. He is the antithesis of everything I stand for. Everything I was raised to believe."

"I'm sorry for the way you were raised. For the pain you've clearly been through. For the hate that dwells in your heart. Your father is complicated. He's far from perfect. But he is not the demon you believe him to be. The world isn't so black and white, Ms. Al Ghul."

"Batman destroyed this world. He doesn't care about any of it."

"I think it's time he demonstrated that it's not true."

Wayne Manor

"Master Bruce? I'm sorry to disturb you, especially when you are uncharacteristically at ease. You are a good influence to him, Miss Kyle."

"Oh, I know."

"I have visited the prison."

"I know."

"Ah yes. Of course. Your Brother Eye."

In space, a beta hacked into the satellite.

"I must say, sir... there's a fine line between creating a technologically advanced system and spending billions of dollars to be the world's most sophisticated peeping tom. But that's a conversation for another day."

"And what conversation are we having now?"

"I'd like you to talk to Ra's Al Ghul"

"Alfred, he has killed millions."

"And if all you do is fight, he'll kill again. Millions more."

"He must face justice."

"Oh, stop it, Bruce! I... don't feel..."

Alfred came close to collapsing.

"I'm ok. Just need to sit down. Your daughter is sixteen. She was turned into a killer and gave up on everything and everyone around her. She believes in justice too, but this is not the legacy the Wayne name deserves. Show your daughter that there's a better way. if not for her, then for me. Your father was a doctor. He looked to heal before he looked to punish."

"I'll need to reach out to world leaders. I cannot act alone again. And we need an emissary. Someone who can make contact, someone who can bridge the divide."

In the jungle of Gorilla City

That emissary became none other than Harley Quinn. She was strolling through the jungle until she got caught by a vine holding her upside down. She was holding a flower pot. Poison Ivy and a few gorillas.

"Hi, Red."

"What is that?" she asked.

"It's a complicated process. I wanted to offer an olive branch. But I realized, to you, that would be like being handed a severed limb. Not exactly a peace offering. So this is the olive tree of attempted reconciliation."

Yea, Harley and she got a bag over her head. Soon she found herself standing Ra's Al Ghul, Orca, Killer Croc, and a few gorillas.

"This is unexpected. Orca, are you pregnant? You're glowing!"

"I didn't mean to glow."

"What is this?" asked Ra's.

"It's a tree pot of attempted..."

"I mean, why are you here?"

"I am here with a potted plant and a message. Bruce wants to speak to you. He has several world leaders on his side. They would like to have a conversation. No tricks."

"And why should we trust Batman?" asked Solovar.

"Oh, come on. I've been on the wrong side of superheroes many times. One thing they don't do is lie. It's a bit boring, really."

"What does he want from this conversation?" asked Ra's.

"Something rare. For him: To listen. He wants to demonstrate to your granddaughter that there's a better way moving forward. He wants to save the world with you."