The team meets up as scheduled in front of the base. The front gate is filled with at least ten armed men. Batman separates from the group and lifts Selina out of the car. Alfred steps out.
" Sir she woke up once and was rather agitated. I almost had to use the cuffs."
"Why is Catwoman here?" the team whisper. Batman carries her toward the guard on duty.
"Is she wounded? the guard asks looking at the beautiful women slumped in his arms.
"Resting."
The guard explains that he wishes he could let them in and that he is a big fan of the team but they are on a code red. He says his commander did not okay their arrival. He grabs his walkie just as a muscular soldier with a scar across his chin approaches the gate sprinting shouting "Let them in!"
"Yes sir."
The gate opens and the Sergeant and Batman talk.
"Been a while." He says.
"Yes. Slade. Wish it was under different circumstances." Batman replies. "Just another day for me in Paradise ... is that her?" He asks. "Yes. Keep her safe and she can be a bit uncooperative."
The Leutenant Colonel raises an eyebrow and laughs "Women!"
Batman asks Alfred to meet up with Oracle at Hero then slowly brushes Selina's bangs. "What are we doing with her? Why is she here? She's dangerous. She's a villian." The team all banter like chickens in a coop.
"I would watch that." Alfred warns.
"She's a catburglar! I heard she was a streetwalker. I heard she's a ...
Batman in a loud voice shouts "SHE IS MY WIFE!"
The tone changes as jaws drop and hands go up to "Oh well why didn't you say so and we had no idea and she looks lovely and I am sure all that was only rumors" as he turns his back quickly on them.
"Holy smokes Batman tied the knot!" Wally whispers. Superman keeps his mouth shut.
Green Arrow eyes Black Canary "Good luck to him!" and laughs.
WonderWoman scowls "She isn't his type." Black Canary comments I think it's romantic. Look at him carrying her to safety." Then rolls her eyes at Green Arrow.
The Sergeant shouts "this way" as they sprint inside the compound. The base is hopping. People are running in every direction as a loud siren wails in the back ground.
The Sergeant waves a security clearance badge and ushers us all through a large thick circular doorway. Guards holding guns nod at us. "Wait here." Batman says to the team.
He follows Slade down a long corrider than winds its descent into the heart of the mighty mountain. They pass another guard who buzzes them through.
"Here's my office. She can be comfortable here. It is the only spot on base that won't be full of action today. It has a pull out bed and a private latrine."
He pats Batman's shoulder."She will be fine" and scans the door.
"I will be back for her."
Batman carries her inside and shuts the door. He places her on a couch and kisses her lips. He turns on a table lamp, leaves her a note, some MRI's and water. Wade scans the door and tells Wade to make sure she doesn't get out. The Sargeant nods and the two shake hands.
Slade and Batman now meet back with the League and head to command central. Wade aims at a big screen showing more missiles sited and the dispatched recon.
"The second strike now in air will be annihilated before reaching impact." He turns to another grid page. "We are trying to decern if the missiles are nukes."
He steps onto a platform and punches in numbers on a keyboard.
"The other problem we are having is that they are random and at different intervals. We have no idea which continent, country, city, village, they may be launched. We have to have every available flyer ready at a moments notice as well as ground forces in case they miss. We are in DEFCON 5."
Superman offers his assistant in mid air. The entire team then offers to disperse at once to the air.
Various leaders, and commanders appear on large screen, full birds line the back wall whispering as the nation is slowly falling apart.
Selina wakes and checks her surroundings. She eyes the note, reads it then rips it to shreds. She screams and few choice words and tugs at the door then bangs loudly. No locks. Must be scanner cards. She bangs again louder. No answer. She claws at the metal door in a fury then paces the room. "Where the hell am I?" She eyes a phone jack but the phone is missing. There are no windows.
She looks up. Just as she is about to hop on the table she eyes a file cabinet. She picks the combination lock then key lock with ease. She discovers she is at Camp Ironsides.
She riffles through papers. One has only one letter on the top of the folder labled x. She pulls out the folder and begins to read. The report was made a year ago involving two privates. Private Ramirez 2247 and Private Shanahan 3576 had reported unknown space ship near tunnel 12.
They had both admitted to leaving their posts to for an uncleared smoke break. They both were punished for leaving their posts and placed in a rotation detail in the mess hall, all rec time was erased and all phone privlidges denied. Then at the bottom the conclusion was based as merely flashing lights on a routine inspections of their bombers.
She sets the folder down then pulls open the bottom drawer and finds personnel. She goes alphabetically and finds the privates file. The first was placed on leave the next day of the incident.
She searches the files for any trials. She goes through them one by one until she finds one labled trials pending. She finally finds one with the name of her Private. At the bottom in large red letters the letters AWAL is stamped. Underneath is a cease all pay. Final words are undetermined whereabouts. She pulls out the other private's file and it was the same info. Then stamped in red on the bottom it said AWAL . Neither private had reported back to duty.
These guys were at the wrong place at the wrong time. Neither one had clearance to see what they did and someone didn't want that information leaked. She puts the folders back up and wonders what happened to the poor guys and what the hell was in that tunnel.
She jumps on the desk and pops the metal mesh up and hoists herself into the vent shaft. She scoots along slowly with the added girth of her belly. She stops directly above ground command. She holds her mouth as the screen lights up showing her the missiles aimed toward the U.S, down to South America traveling further across the North Atlantic to Greenland, the UK , across the Baltic Sea to Germany, another to cross the Bay of Biscay in France, another to Spain, to the Mediterranean to Algeria, further to Iran, and down the Red Sea to Arabia. She doesn't dare blink as she eyes another heading up to Russia, one to Japan, one across the Yellow Sea to China, one down to Malaysia... Another wave is shown now with more targets! The map now appears a cartoon of a massive firecracker exploding in mid air sending streamers across the sky!
Suddenly her temper fades as she starts to shake. Is this the end? she wonders. She loos around inside the metal tunnel. She can make out her own reflection in either side. She throws her hands out flat against the cold metal and lies her head down and closes her eyes. Moments pass then she sees her mother. She is watching her brush her long black hair. Her mother turns to her and smiles motioning her to sit in her lap. The two now face the mirror. Her mother smiles at her. Little Selina smiles back. Selina turns away from the mirror and brushes her mothers hair. The two start putting on make up. Selina's mother now slides on red lipstick. Selina watches her and grabs a tube and turns it giggling. She looks at her mother now and touches her red lips. They laugh and she turns back to the mirror. She drops the brush and lipstick in horror as she sees a skelton behind her. The boney face has empty sockets and mouth agape. The corpses stringy hair is falling out. She screams as the mouth opens and screams. She stumbles to get off the chair but skeleton has a deathgrip on her . Selina squirms and hits the skelton and slings her brush onto the vanity . She breaks free as her and her arms flail shoving across the vanity top smashing perfume bottles into the mirror and scattering cosmetics. She turns to run but sees in the mirror in lipstick is the words live written backwords. Her mother's face slowly returns back warped with the perfume that now drips downward. She stares now at her mother whose face has resurfaced warped and blurry. Her eyes look forlorn filled with sadness, then she vanishes. Selina opens her eyes and rubs her cheeks lined with tears.
She scoots further down into the mountain searching into the darkness. She begins to panic wondering if she will ever get out. She shoves further until suddenly up ahead she sees a light at the end of the tunnel.