hey! so, as you can see, i've changed my name! don't be confused! I was Giannacar, but now I've switched!

anyway, this story really needs more frequent updates.

this chapter was partially inspired by Teen Titans, and if you've seen the whole show, you should know which episode I'm talking about when you read this;)

also, i wanted to say thank you for all the reviews! it's almost at 100, and that's crazy! speaking of which, i've seen two or three requests for a sole J'onn chapter, but a plot to go along with that would be super helpful for me!

i'm very much trying to keep these guys in character, but this chapter was a bit more difficult. i hope i did alright.

enjoy!


J'onn and Bruce strided together down the hallways, each man's frame so wide their shoulders were almost pressed together.

The fresh mission awaiting the League was the only thing on both their minds whilst they moved hurriedly to find their fellow heroes.

The Dark Knight glanced at a small monitor in his hand as they neared the rec room. A news report, featuring several recent criminal acts of their most fearsome foes, of course. "Where are the others?" he grumbled in his infamous tone, "The new Secret Society is destroying half the city."

"I do not know. None have answered my attempts to reach them on the coms," the Martian replied.

The eye slits in Batman's cowl narrowed. "They better be prepared. We have plenty of work to ahead of us."

"I am sure they will be," J'onn responded, nodding, "The Justice League is always prepared."

Bruce barely managed to contain his own mixture of a scoff, chuckle, and snarl at his colleague's comment.


As Wally perched on the table, wrapping the black cape around himself, he readied his position for the upcoming jump. "I am vengeance! I am the night!" he cried, springing from the safety of the sturdy material underneath his feet. But when he reached the floor, his landing did not go as desired. Instead of a smooth roll across the ground, he was granted him an awkward tumble onto the floor. Upon impact, he groaned. "I am...Batman..." he croaked out.

"Oh Hera," Diana replied, rolling her eyes.

John snorted. "As entertaining as watching you do that was, I don't think the real Batman is going to appreciate your new accessory."

Clark scratched the back of his head, a cape identical to the speedster's dangling from his shoulders. "Yeah, we probably shouldn't tell Bruce about this…"

Shayera fidgeted with the same recent addition to her wardrobe as both her colleagues now also possessed. "I'm not saying I like Wally's idea of mocking Batman-"

"You love it Shay."

"-but I am enjoying the cape."

GL quirked an eyebrow at her. "I'd get rid of those if I were you," he commented, "I'm fairly certain I heard J'onn try to talk on the coms several minutes ago, which can only mean Bruce is going to come looking for us. You wanna be wearing those when he commissions us to go down to Earth to check out whatever's going on?"

"I agree with, John. If Bruce finds you making fun of him in those…" Diana began, caution behind her words.

Wally, managing to have picked himself up, gave the princess a shrug. "Don't you want to be Bruce for a day, Di?"

Her face scrunched. "Great Gaia no," she immediately replied.

Clark granted her a small spin, the black dancing through the air behind him. "I never thought I'd say this, but being Bruce is sort of fun."

Wonder Woman scoffed. "Men," she muttered somewhat under her breath. But nevertheless, her teammates still heard her.

"I don't think anyone would voluntarily want to be Batman, Di," Shayera arbitrated, jiggling the large bulge underneath her accessory, "But if I didn't have wings, I would've gotten a cape ages ago."

"Oh come on. They can't be that great," John commented, his eyes shifting between the members of the darkly dressed trio.

His girlfriend flapped hers up and down numerous times. "Flying with this thing must be sick."

Clark bit his lip. "Not necessarily. If you happen to fly too close to a helicopter propeller…"

Wally grinned. "You got a story you want to share there, Supes?"

"...Forget I mentioned it," he replied, shaking his head.

Before any present Justice League member could say anything else, though, a familiar pair strided through the rec room doors.

Attired in his black uniform, face covered by the cowl, and fists clenched at his sides, at first glance, Bruce seemed to give their outfits no attention. But he stopped short when he took several steps closer, J'onn pausing beside him. "What are you doing?" he growled.

Even though only the redheaded duo and the Man of Steel were wearing the capes, all five heroes froze when their friend entered.

Wally gulped. "We're playing dress up?"

"What are those?" Batman inquired through his gritted teeth.

Clark attempted a sheepish grin. "Good afternoon to you, Bruce."

"I told you," John griped in his friends' direction.

Shayera whacked him in the upper arm.

"We have business we need to take care of," Bruce snarled, "So do you want to tell me what those are or not?"

The Thanagarian smiled innocently at him. "You wouldn't believe we just happened to find these laying around, would you?"

He looked ready to say more, but the Amazon beauty intervened, changing the subject. "What's going on, Bruce?"

Listening to her voice, he clearly managed to tear himself away from his irritation after a second's pause. "Secret Society. Threatening to blow up Metropolis if we don't stop them."

Clark removed his cape, his expression rapidly shifting into one of seriousness. "What's the plan?"

Batman immediately obliged to answering, rattling off instructions. "Diana, Clark, Wally, Shayera, you need to distract them in the city. You don't have to take them down, just don't give them any reason to believe their base is under siege. Don't let them know J'onn, John, and I will be sneaking into the base to dismantle their nuclear weapons. And try not to cause any more damage to public property. Understood?"

Three heroes nodded, scurrying off to dress themselves in their uniforms before another word could be uttered. J'onn kept pace, but since he was already prepared, went to check the monitors keeping an eye on Metropolis. Batman followed slower behind. Although, he ceased at the door, noticing two of his team hadn't already exited. "You coming?" he asked without turning around.

Shayera sighed quietly, her and the speedster simultaneously taking off their capes.

"We can still be Batman tomorrow," Wally reminded her.

She glanced up to reply, but instead, using his powers, he'd already zoomed out the door.

Smiling slightly, she was unsure why she was amused by his statement. "We can always be Batman tomorrow," she repeated to herself.