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Chapter 25: Ambition and Creation

Lex Luthor's POV

Meanwhile- LexCorp

In this world of aliens, traitorous humans, and uncontrollable chaos, there is only one solid, undeniable truth. The strong prevail over the weak, whether it to be a 'hero' or a villain. Of course, many would label me as a bad person simply for wanting to expose their beloved Superman for the dangerous being he is. With the power to destroy the human race, I cannot allow such abilities to exist without restraint or constant weakening, at least.

Alas, their saviour is already on a path to his own demise. Constant battling and vigorous travelling will no doubt take it's heavy toll on his body, and when he returns to the sun to recharge- as it were- I will prepare to end him for the sake of humanity. Not many understand this, unfortunately.

Whereas others lie to protect themselves from the harmful effects of the truth, I lie to defend the people of the world I live in. Why does Superman hide his true identity? If he is so hellbent on being a person more powerful than the rest and wanting to be normal at the same time, he is two things: dangerous and a hypocrite.

Perhaps, I may be thoroughly mistaken about him, but I highly doubt that, my ego will not allow it. One detail that I can't overlook is how he has done a fair few adequate actions to help Earth. Beating back Darkseid's invasion and saving humanity; ample feat, nothing more. For all we know, he could have done it to destroy Earth himself.

"Mr Luthor, the people who have made an appointment is here." my assistant- the human one- informs me, as her duty orders.

"Good. Send them in." I sigh, trying to relax and seat myself behind the large desk. However, I have an inevitable feeling that this specific meeting will be unpleasant to say the least.

The door slides open and the members of the meeting stroll in- The Joker, Black Adam, Count Vertigo, Poison Ivy, Atomic Skull, Ultra-humanite, and Wotan- not your everyday clients and customers to the majority of normal people.

"Lexie boyyyy." the Joker was the first to do away with the formalities, luckily he finds me in a fairly good mood. "How's the hair transplant goin' along?"

"Joker, please let me deal with this. You will get your turn to have some fun." Count Vertigo huffs, clearly agitated by the Joker's antics. At least if this goes sideways, my friends in the next room can deal with them for me, I think, grateful for the mental protection provided by one of the occupants in the next room.

"Oh fine, Verty. Must I say he have a nasty, ol' habit of giving people headaches." the Joker replies, bursting out in maniacal laughter afterwards.

Count Vertigo sighs. "Sorry for the interruptions, Mr Luthor."

"Just get on with it, and stop wasting time." Black Adam grumbles. "Why have you called for us?"

"It's very simple, gentleman... and lady." I resist the urge to smirk and maintain the blank expression currently placed on my face. Ivy tutts at my gesture. "What do all of us have in common? Before you answer the question, allow me to do it for you. We all want to destroy the pitiful Justice League, hence why you named your group the Injustice League. Anyway, I have a plan that will gift the League on a platter to us. Including the young brats. Game?"

The ranging reactions to the speech is quite amusing in my eyes. Joker looks certifiably delighted, Black Adam is indifferent, Poisin Ivy is anxious, Ultra-humanite is pumping it's chest and making odd noises, Wotan is somewhat content, and Atomic Skull is... dead? I have no clue how to describe that thing, even with my extreme intelligence. However, I would comment that Count Vertigo has a skeptical scowl on his face.

"You have a way of baiting the Justice League? That can be arranged by anyone with half a brain cell." Vertigo sneers.

"No, Count, not the League. Rather... the founding members." I counter, witnessing the sudden change of expression on Count Vertigo's face, from dismissal to curiosity. "Imagine it... every founding members and their little children in... one place... one trap."

"Come on, Count, I can picture Batman's agony as my beauties strangle him." Ivy gently touches the Count's sleeve, begging him. Apparently, he holds them on a short leash. Is he the leader of this outfit?

"It would be an honour to do battle with Superman once again." Black Adam smiles in the background, however better to crush his hopes now than later.

"I'm sorry, Teth, but the Man of Steel is mine." my eyes narrow on him, yet I inwardly curse for using his real name. Instead of intimidating him, it will only spark his anger. "You can have the Amazon. A good battle, yes?" I work swiftly to correct my mistake. The immortal seems content with my offer, so let's leave it at that.

"What is this plan of your human? My superior intelligence will be needed to ensure your natural stupidity doesn't get in the way." Ultra-humanite slights me, to Vertigo's annoyance and wariness. Good, he's scared of me and rightly so. How about I add to that fear? The time is ripe, I think.

Pressing my finger on the speaker, I open the communications to the next room. "You may come in now." I speak into it.

Seconds later, a sliding door built into the wall opens and my support enters. Standing at the helm is Klarian- the witch boy- and the immortal caveman Vandal Savage, flanked either side by Parasite and Mammoth. Although, the final member- Black Manta- appears to have taken a leave of absence.

"Everything in order, Lex?" Vandal asks without visibly acknowledging me.

"Yes, Vandal, just ironing out the kinks." I cordially answer, giving the elder the respect he deserves for his wisdom and experience. "Any further questions, Count?" I add on.

"Look at that young rascal over there, Lexie. The youth of today are so adorable, aren't they?" the Joker pouts to Klarian, who is altogether someone who the madman shouldn't tangle with, alas he is clinically, beyond insane.

"Shush, clown!" Klarian shoots back.

The Joker makes a theatric 'uw' sound. "nasty one, isn't he? I'd love to turn that frown upside-down. Although, I'm sure that's illegal." he bursts out laughing to himself.

"What is this, Luthor? A show of force?" Black Adam tenses, cracking his knuckles menacingly.

"Try it. I'm hungry, and I've never ate magic before." Parasite literally licks his lips in anticipation.

"Settle down, everyone." I call out, my voice carrying with it a clear threat. "Now, shall we fight each other? Or save it for the Justice League?"

"What about these... "brats' you speak of?" Poison Ivy asks.

For once, I let a quick smile grace my lips. "You will have to wait and see."

Kyle Rayner's POV- Bioship

Tapping on the edges that encircle the window of the organic ship, a triumphant grin remains plastered on my face. Victory. Who said that there was no point? Me. Did they listen to my words of wisdom? No. Did they do what I said anyway? Of course, they did. I think whilst merrily humming a tune to myself, thoroughly enjoying the moment. As a bonus, we get escorted by one of the league's most easily irritated members. Good times.

"Will you stop humming that incessant tune, please?" said member asks through gritted teeth. And, I have made it my personal goal to annoy the Amazonian princess throughout the entirety of the journey back to Mount Justice.

"I'm sorry, but what did you say? I can't hear you over my beautiful symphony." I joke around with Wonder Woman, adding another scowl to the collection. "You need to loosen up, WW; you scowl more than test tube over there." I carry on, my amusement fading at the furious gaze that Conner is sending. "Too soon? Sorry."

"Knock it off, Kyle!" Artemis warns, facing the window like a sulking child.

"Geez, some people can't take a joke around here." I sigh, disappointed in my comrades. "Apart from Robin's outfit." I mutter to myself.

Robin instantly spins around in his chair, eyes narrowing. "What did you just say?"

"I heard something about an outfit." Conner states to everyone with absolutely zero requirement.

"Was you making fun of my suit? Have you seen yours?" the boy wonder scoffs. "It will make people legally blind with it's ugliness."

Superboy lets out a quiet laugh, disguised as a cough. "Don't get me started about you, Macho Man." I turn on him with righteous fury. "Superman wants his DNA back." I add on at the end.

"Ouch, that's pretty bad, dude." Kid Flash comments from his spectators seat.

"Shush ginger, before I start on you as well." I threaten Wally, who feigns shock with a hand over his heart.

"Can we all relax?" Miss M asks, practically pleading with us. Or me, depending on who she sees as causing the most disruption.

"Yes, please. You're giving me a headache." Wonder Woman rubs her head on the seat she is sitting on, placed directly at the center.

Thinking about it, I can't go on to insult Miss M and Wonder Woman; M'gann is way too amiable to roast and Wonder Woman is well... Wonder Woman. If I start making jokes about her outfit, she's stand up and throw me off the ship, and I don't feel like explaining that to Superman- 'Hi, Superman, I was thrown out for insulting Wonder Woman'- good times.

"Maybe we should calm down, guys. This is getting slightly intense, in my opinion." I suggest to the group, finding it ironic because I was the one that commenced the barrage of jests. However, I am smart enough to comprehend how much pain I will be in for making a jab at the Amazon.

"Are you kidding me? After all that, you are going to stop." Artemis returns to the fold, facing the rest of us like a normal person. Who also happens to be an expert archer that battles villains and goes to high school at the same time. Normal isn't really a word to describe any of us- a semi-speedster, a lantern with a split personality, an archer, two aliens, a boy who is a master hacker since the age of twelve, and a fish-man.

"Yeah... we need to focus now, being so close to everything we have ever wanted." I truthfully reply, now taking my turn staring out of the window.

With the sun burning in the sky with cloud cuddling to either side, it looks as though even that giant gas ball has a family. How does something so fundamentally destructive get close to things? Technically, I know that it's far away, but at this moment, it's looks so near to Earth. That thing can destroy the entire world and yet, it helps us by giving Superman his powers. Can I- something so dangerous- ever help others comparable to that? I guess, I will have to have... hope.

Even though it sounds cringy and weird, the idea of hope is actually inspiring to me. Something that can drive you on even in the darkest of times, granting you the courage and will to carry on. I think that's why the presence of a hope lantern ring supercharges will rings. It's all about inspiration, determination, and visualisation.

"Sooo... with that out of the way, what do you people want to talk about?" Wally speaks up.

"I have something." surprisingly, it was Wonder Woman. "Why don't we talk about what happened back there, and what is happening to all of you? It will help later on, if we understand where each other is coming from."

"Where to start." Artemis sarcastically remarks.

"Bottom line: We are tired of being treated with doubt and like children. Yes, we do have the bodies of teenagers and heck, one of us isn't even one years old yet, but we have the spirit of a team; a family that together, can achieve as much as the Justice League has." Robin starts. "We don't want to be distant from you, however we need independence to grow. Young Justice was meant to be our way of becoming adults."

"Kind of like Teen Titans... actually... that's an awesome name." Kid Flash inputs to the conversation, marvelling at his newest creation.

"One day, we could start calling YJ that." I agree. Wally's face lights up in excitement, similar to how Conner's does at the mere mention on fighting.

"But, aren't you independent enough? You are given your own missions." WW asks, seemingly confused.

"Not missions, princess, dirty work. We do the things that the JL don't want to be seen doing, because they like to think we enjoy it. We want to fight alongside the League, not below. Seriously, you even gave us nannies." I explain the Justice League's flaws.

"How about this: I will talk to Batman and Superman, whilst all of you do as your told, for the time being." she proposes a fair offer, although I don't understand which portion of her head believes that she can convince Batman to change his stance.

I would pay a lot of money to see someone try, that's for sure. I think to myself. Still, if anyone can sway a man's mind, I'm sure that Wonder Woman can.

"I'm down with that. How about you guys?" I ask them. This is supposed to be a team decision, after all. However, their answers will no doubt follow my awesome lead as they always eventually do.

"As long as I get to hit something, I'll be fine. I can't stand and wait around all day for people to make decisions." Superboy states in his usual angry tone.

"Good for you, Conner." I give a thumbs up, taunting. "And maybe you can finally accept that you are moody, because that would be a miracle."

"How many times do I have to tell you before it gets through to you? I'm not moody!"

"Guys, you're starting to go down to insult town, again." Robin says.

"Calm down, Robin, no one asked for a commentator." I wink. "That includes you, KF."

A/N

Thanks for reading people, and before you ask, it was slightly shorter than the normal length of chapters. This was because I only added this chapter into the story at the last second and didn't really know what to put in. Hopefully, it went well enough, but you never know right?

It was shorter as I didn't really need to put anything more in at this point, so it's all relevant (as it gets) and not over random.

This is Kyle Rayner, signing off.

Not really, so I need to stop doing this.