"Lois i'm home!" Clark said as he walked through the door. He had a big smile on his face. He just got done working his boring day job, now he got to go home see the love of his life. She didn't answer like she used too.
"Lois?" Clark asked as he searched around for her. "Are you home?" He called out again.
He then saw the refrigerator had a messaged painted on it in yellow. "Hahaha joke's on you, Superman."
"Oh god no." Clark said as he dropped to his knees. He then grabbed the note attached to the fridge.
"I have your girl Supes. You wanna see her again, well you best find her and save her. But you're wasting precious time right now. There's no telling what i'll do with a fiery red head like her.
Clark crushed the note in his hands. Clark took a moment to think about what was happening. "Why the hell is that maniac attacking me?" He then thought about why it is he was still alive. "Why hasn't Batman killed him after all these years?" That was a thought Clark couldn't get out of his head.
"This is all Batman's fault. He's going to pay for this."
Bruce had fallen asleep in his chair in front of the computer... again. It was something that he unintentionally did on a regular basis. Diana walked up behind him and gently shook him awake. He opened his eyes and looked around.
"You know, i hear sleeping like that is bad for your back." Diana said.
"I've had all kinds of horrible things happen to my back." He replied.
"What were you doing before you fell asleep?"
"I was looking for some Kryptonite on the black market."
"And..."
"And, nothing. Either they haven't found anymore or someone bought it all."
"Is that the only way to beat him?"
"Well it fucking helps a lot. But if i can't find Kryptonite, i'm not going to be much help. Even in the upgraded mech-suit."
"The 5 of us versus Superman, i think we'll be fine. Even with or without Kryptonite."
"I hope you're right."
Diana could see the worry in Bruce's eyes. Also the strain. He knew this was only a contingency plan but he was stressing himself as if it was a certainty. She knew he could use a little stress relief.
"Bruce, why don't you take a break from this and come to bed with me?" She suggested.
"I'm not tired." He replied.
"Who said anything about sleeping?" She asked raising one of her eyebrows.
He looked at her and allowed a smile to sneak it's way across his face. Bruce stood up, wrapped his arms around her and shared a tender kiss with her. She took his hand and led him towards the bedroom. But they didn't get far before Clark came bursting in through the ceiling.
"Clark what the hell's going on?" Bruce asked.
"You have a lot to answer for you son of a bitch." Clark said as he picked Bruce up by the throat carried him over to a metal table and slammed him down on it. Bruce groaned in pain.
"What the hell are you doing? Get away from him!" Diana demanded as she charged Clark. Clark removed his hand from Bruce's throat to grab her and throw her across the room and send her crashing through the wall.
"Diana!" Bruce cried as he tried to get up.
Clark placed his hand on Bruce's face and slammed his head back down on the metal table. Bruce let out another cry of pain. Clarks eyes were glowing an menacing red as he placed his hand back on Bruce's throat and began to squeeze.
"I should choke the life from you. That would make us even. She was my world and you took her away."
"What the hell are you taking about?" Bruce gasped.
"Your pal, the Joker. He took my Lois! Of all the criminals you killed, you've let him live. WHY? Is it to trick people into thinking they still need you? Is that it? Is she just another causality so that you can feel needed."
Diana slowly emerged from the hole in the wall she made when Clark threw her. "Maybe i should kill her. An eye for an eye." Clark threatened.
"I know were she is." Bruce gasped as the life began to leave him.
"How do you know?" Clark demanded.
"I know him. It's part of one of his games. This is all part of his plan."
"Where is she?" Clark shouted.
"Where my son died."
Clark never knew Bruce had a son. He let go of Bruce's throat and stepped away. Bruce gasped for air and rolled over off the table. Diana rushed over to him.
So here we are again. Diana tending to Bruce after Clark nearly choked him to death. Clark looked over at Diana as she held Bruce in her arms. She shot a hate filled stare at Clark. Her look said it all. She hated his guts. Diana helped Bruce up to his feet. Clark took a step towards them. Diana positioned herself in front of Bruce.
"Don't you dare touch him again!" She growled.
"Please, i need your help. Please help me save her. She's all i've got." Clark pleaded. Bruce starred deep in to Clark's eyes. "She's my world Bruce. Please."
Bruce then remembered what it was like to lose his son to the Joker. He looked over at Diana and couldn't imagine what it would be like to lose her too. Bruce knew he couldn't let that happen to Clark. If Clark lost her, who knows what would happen. He would turn into threat he always feared he could be.
"I'll help you save Lois." Bruce promised.
"I'm coming with you." Diana insisted.
"Clark and I can handle this ourselves."
"Someone has to watch you back." Her words were directed at Bruce, but her angry glare was directed at Clark.
Bruce and Diana geared up, got in the Batmobile, and headed out. Superman followed them in the air. He used his hearing to eavesdrop on their conversation in the car.
"How do you know where she is?" Diana asked.
"If i know the Joker as well as i think i do, this twisted game isn't meant for Superman only." Bruce answered.
"You think he's targeting you too?"
"His sole purpose is to try and break me. Off course i'm involved."
"Why is this in the old warehouse where he killed Robin?"
"It's no coincidence that this all happened today."
"What's so special about today?"
Bruce looked at her and let out a sigh. "Today is the day Robin died all those years ago."
