A/N: Nice bit of action in the last chapter. Thought it was a bit missed in previous chapters so I spiced it up a little. Hopefully will keep you all on your toes in future chapters! As always feel free to give me a PM or a review if you have anything to say about what I write.

Washington DC. The new OMHR Building. The committee heading the executive branch are having a meeting.

"Thank you all for coming" Amanda Waller said, taking a seat adjacent to the head of the table. "I understand that the President cannot make it today but he's already been briefed." Around Waller sat General Steve Trevor, General Michael Luceno and Bruce Wayne.

"So what's this big news, Waller?" Luceno asked. He sat, furrowing his brow at Waller. Much like General Trevor, Luceno was a very much a favourer of the League and didn't really like this much interference, but didn't think that protesting was worth his rank.

"Well, Gentlemen," she said, "As you all know we've had a mixed response from League members since the act came into law. We've had people that have resisted us; some got away, some didn't. The number of those who didn't is starting to rise at a rate in which we can't cope. Our plan is to convince them to change their mind about all this and register." Bruce sat back in his chair. "However, those who still refuse are becoming an annoying usage of space and time. That is why we are going to build this." She pulled a file from her briefcase and threw it onto the table.

The file showed blueprints for an offshore prison, larger than Blackgate or Stryker's Island.

"We're rehashing Alcatraz again?" Luceno said.

"We're calling it the Greenhouse." A voice said from the doorway. The British voice was unfamiliar to the Generals and even to Bruce Wayne. They all turned to see a tall, skinny man. His hair was medium length, swept to the side showing hints of grey woven between the brown. As he stepped forward, his cane came into view, accompanied by a very noticeable limp on his right side. "A 90 Kilometres cubed multi-story detention facility off the coast of Florida. State of the art facilities, lead lined walls, reinforced by STAR Labs to withstand twice the force of the largest ever recorded explosion on Earth."

"And you are?" General Luceno asked.

"My name is Raynard. As of yesterday I was appointed the Warden of the Greenhouse Facility and because of that, I am now on this committee." He took his seat opposite Waller. "We have already started construction and with the help of the more able bodies League members, we should finish within the week."

"How many detainees will be housed initially?" General Trevor asked, completely glossing over the fact that a relatively unknown man had waltzed into one of the most high profile and classified meetings in the world.

"We have 28 members currently in custody refusing to register."

"Such as?" Bruce said. Waller pulled out her phone.

"According to my list we have a few high-profile members: John Constantine, Catwoman, Red Hood, Doctor Light and Hawkman to name a few." Bruce looked noticeably irked.

"Something wrong, Mr Wayne?" Raynard sneered.

"Red Hood. Jason Todd. He's one of mine." Bruce replied. Raynard laughed. "Something funny, Reynard?"

"Not at all" he replied, sitting back in his chair, hands clasped and smiling. "I didn't expect you to let your protégés out on such a long leash. I'll allow you the courtesy of overseeing his incarceration if you want?" Bruce git his teeth.

"Knock it off Raynard" Waller said, "I pulled you in as a favour for old time's sake. Don't piss anyone off." Waller briefly nodded her head towards Bruce. "Especially someone important." Reynard sucked in his cheek as Bruce let out the smallest of smiles.

OMHR Temporary Detention Facility. The Greenhouse Facility is being clear for use in 2 days.

"You will remain seated. You stay seated until told to do otherwise. Any move you make that we haven't told you to do results in the termination of this meeting. Am I clear, inmate?"

"Fuck off." Jason sat, handcuffed to the table. The guard rolled his eyes. He wasn't the nicest of guards but he sure as hell wasn't the worst.

"Excuse me?" he replied.

"Yes sir," Jason muttered mildly. The guard huffed and walked towards the door. As he stepped out he held it open for Bruce Wayne to walk through.

"Bruce? Aw Jesus." Jason said. He sighed and looked down at his lap.

"Do you know what you're doing?" Bruce said as he sat down. "The gravity of your situation?"

"Bruce, you can't expect me to follow you on this one? I think Superman is…"

"Don't bring him up, he's irrelevant. You went against something you knew damn well you couldn't get away from, especially when I'm involved."

"Oh yeah because you're so fucking all powerful, Bruce? Hate to disappoint you dad."

"Stop acting like a child! You don't understand what I'm sacrificing in the name of peace!" Bruce stood up, placing both hands flat on the table, like a dog bearing down on an attacker. "I've got to deal with Luthor, Waller and now Reynard to make sure they stick to what we all agreed."

"Reynard?" Jason leaned forward calmly. "Sebastian Reynard?" Bruce, mirroring Jason's calmness, did the same and sat back down.

"He never said his first name" he replied.

"Tall, skinny British guy? With a cane?" Jason said.

"That's him. How do you..?"

"I've seen this guy before. He used to work for Waller back when the Suicide Squad was active."

"Doing what exactly?" Bruce said, raising an eyebrow.

"Well I don't know what he's doing on your committee but when I last saw him he was organising the Squad's transport, weapons and pretty much their entire goddamn mission. This guy is smart, calculated and incredibly well connected. He got them into the Kremlin, Bruce. With the Russians' full consent."

"And how do you know all this? Why were you around Amanda Waller?"

"Because I was on that mission."

"And why were you working on the Suicide Squad?" Bruce's voice raised again slightly.

"We can talk about that another time, considering I now have a lot of it. What you need to know is that you need to be careful. I'm not getting out of here anytime soon so I can't do anything for you except warn you."

"Well I know what I'm up against now."

"No you don't. He's someone that I couldn't get much information on, even using the Bat-Computer. All I've told you I gathered from one meeting with the guy. The rest of the time he was just talking in my ear."

"Right." Bruce said. His voice had shifted. He was no longer talking like Bruce Wayne would. His voice was lower. Rougher. Like Batman's. He stood up, gave Jason a small nod and turned to leave.

"Bruce" Jason said. Bruce turned around slowly, one hand on the door. "His codename was The Reaper and trust me, he earned it."

Central City. In a bunker deep beneath the surface, Superman has gathered allies to discuss the growing situation with the OMHR. In attendance with Superman are Flash, Guy Gardner, Booster Gold and Robin.

"Thank you all for coming" Superman said, "I'd hoped for a bigger turn out but unfortunately most of those who share our concern about Bruce's actions are in federal custody."

"Bastards" Robin said, not hiding his voice at all. Flash was taken aback but a 10 year old swearing so freely.

"I agree with the little guy" Guy Gardner said. Powered by a Red Lantern power ring, Gardner's emotions, especially anger were in an inflated state. Robin was not pleased at being referred to as the little guy and gave a huff of contempt.

"Guys, we need to do something. But more importantly we need to make sure that we cause as little damage and publicity about this. Quick silent approach is a definite goal here" Flash said.

"Much more my style" Robin said, rubbing his hands together.

"Which is why we aren't going to fight anyone. No violence" Superman said.

"Wait what?" Gardner and Robin both said.

"No violence. If we do that we end up criminals and that is not something I will abide by" Superman said.

"We're already criminals" Gardner said, folding his arms, "I don't see the difference anymore. If they're gone they aren't a threat. I don't see why Batman isn't an enemy now. I'll happily take him out and sort the problem then and there."

"You do not touch Bruce" Superman said. He puffed out his chest to make himself seem bigger than his already impressive stature was. "He's Justice League. You hurt him, you deal with me. Am I clear?" There was a brief pause while Gardner considered his options.

"Fucking pacifist." He leaned back against a wall and broke eye contact. His ring started to glow slightly brighter.

"Don't worry. This'll we're gonna do this so that we can get back to the way things were. The old Justice League."

"And how are we going to do that?" Robin asked.

"I have a contact inside the OMHR. They're going to feed us information and that's how we're going to beat them. We're going to beat them at their own game."