Superman stood before the rest of the League giving a speech about something or other. Rather normal and standard for the heros present.
What happened next wasn't.
Out of nowhere, the man of steel was drenched and three bodies fell. One actually catching Superman by surprise.
The rest of the League jumped to their feet suspecting an attack from an enemy, but no alarms sounded. What did echo around them were the sounds of water dripping, pained groans, some coughing and a fish slapping about on the wet floor.
"Are the both of you alright?" a distinctively male, and a stranger's voice spoke up.
Two distinctively female voices, also belonging to strangers, answered.
"Just peachy."
"... find Hirakotsu... beat monk bloody..."
"... Sango says she's fine!"
A young handsome man dressed in black and purple robes stood up, looking the whole world like he wasn't wet or had a fish flopping about at his feet. Black hair pulled in a short ponytail at the nape of his neck, golden rings looped through his ears, carrying a staff in one hand and a scroll in the other.
The first unknown woman to stand was beautiful, they would admit that, and reminded them of Wonder Woman in build. This woman however had dark brown, near black hair pulled up in a high ponytail. Her face was set in an angry scowl as she moved towards the man in a somewhat intimidating fashion.
The second woman jumped into action in restraining the first. Her stature was smaller, more petite than the other. Her hair was pitch black and piled into a messy bun allowing them to see her expressive blue eyes. In fact, she looked like a younger, if not asian, version of Wonder Woman.
"Miroku? Explanation before I let Sango here go..."
The man, Miroku, gulped and began to quickly explain what he had learned while they had gone to to the springs to bathe.
"So... the villagers... sacrificed us... to some Kami or something?"
"Something like that."
"Please tell me that scroll in your hand is our way back."
"That it is Lady Kagome."
"Good. Get us back home, please." the young woman, Kagome, warily let her friend go and wrapped her arms around herself.
It was then the rest of the League noticed the lack of proper clothing of the two women. Most had the decency to blush, the rare few actually wolf whistled, making the two women finally aware of their surroundings.
Sango blushed and immediately ducked behind Miroku, though she did threaten the monk if he so much as tried anything. Kagome blushed as well, but simply dropped her face into a raised hand.
Superman had already stood up and started wringing water out of his cape by then, and having gathered his wits, took in the scene before him in. He coughed and blushed himself when he saw the two women as they currently were.
Batman, the only one that could easily play it cool in such a situation as well as understand Japanese, moved forward towards Kagome. Seeing Sango was trying to burrow herself into Miroku's back where said monk was reading the scroll while looking rather pleased.
"..."
Turning up towards the tall, and weirdly dressed male, Kagome was the first to speak.
"I'm really sorry about this."
"And what is this?"
"Hmmm," Kagome tapped a finger against her lower lip, trying to find the best words to describe the current situation. Shrugging her shoulders, she thought it best to use the direct approach. "A sacrifice gone wrong."
"Sacrifice?"
"Turns out the village my friends and myself stopped at for the night worship some obscene Kami, and planned to sacrifice Sango and myself to them." she shrugged her shoulders again.
"... You're rather calm about this. In fact, like you've been through this before." his eyes narrowed behind his mask, when she merely shrugged yet again.
"Wasn't as messy as the last time. I was sacrificed to bring some ancient tribe leader back to life." her eyes began taking the others in, brows slowly climbing. "It worked too... until he cannibalized his descendants."
"Cannibalized..." he didn't get to finish as Kagome whipped her head back towards him, then the still soaked Superman behind him and took one last sweep of the others.
Perhaps she finally realized she was standing before -the- Justice League.
Though her next words literally tripped him up.
"Is this... some sort of costume party?"
Batman actually sputtered at her question. Costume party? Costume party?! She wasn't serious, was she? But from the look on her face, complete open curiosity, he could tell that she really was serious.
Behind her, her male friend was still chanting the words the were obviously written on the scroll in his hands and the other woman was attempting to disappear, still. But the young woman before him seemed unabashed with standing before them in nothing but a wet towel. It made him question himself what else she experienced that was something out of the norm, that it was most likely the norm for her.
"No, it isn't." his slightly grit out answer drew her attention back to him. "This is the Justice League."
She blinked up at him, no sign of recognition at all playing across her features. "Never heard of it."
"A league of men and women from this world and others, that help protect the world and fight crime."
"You mean... superheros?!" her face bloomed into an expression of awe and wonder.
"...yes."
"How amazing! So humans and aliens... always knew it. Anything on the more... magical side? Or is that pushing it?"
He raised a brow. "There are a few."
"So I take it he's one of the alien's then?" she nodded her hand towards Superman, who was not understanding why he was the center of their attention all of a sudden.
"What makes you say that?" he narrowed his eyes slightly. She's never heard of the Justice League, but knows that Superman wasn't human? How?
"Oh he looks human alright, but his aura isn't exactly human. Though it's pretty close, but still not exactly the same."
"Aura?"
"Ask your magical buddies, they'll know." she glanced over her shoulder, receiving a nod from her friend.
"Time to go. It was a pleasure meeting you!" she smiled at him and bowed her head before turning to Superman. "Sorry about that!"
She then skipped to her friends and disappeared the same way they came, only less wet. The hall was silent, save for the still struggling fish flipping about before Batman.
If it wasn't for the fish and the fact that Superman was still dripping wet, he would have chalked it up to lack of sleep in the last little while.
Actually, some sleep sounded like a good idea. What just happened was a little odd. Even for him.
AN: Not exactly like the previous chapters, but the idea wouldn't leave me alone. Still hope you all enjoy it either way though! Other than that; read, enjoy, and review!