A/N: I'm trying not to bring in too many more characters as to make it easy(ish) to follow. As per usual, please leave a review or PM if you have anything to say about what you've read. Enjoy!
Washington. The OMHR Building. Barbara Gordon's Office.
After registering, despite technically being an out-of-action member, Barbara Gordon followed her mentor, Bruce, into the bureaucratic side of the OMHR. While Bruce went out to do all kinds of business both in and out the batsuit, Barbara stayed and worked in his stead, effectively running everything herself. Bruce's position on the OMHR Committee was Head of Justice League Operation Management.
"Barbara?" Waller said, knocking on the door.
"Mrs Waller." Barbara said looking up from her computer.
"I need to update you on operation D42." Waller closed the door. Barbara rolled her wheelchair out from behind her desk and moved round to next to the empty chair on the other side. Waller pressed a button near the light switches and the windows misted. "We may have conclusive intel on Superman's whereabouts. Somewhere in Central City. We think he's underground. Literally."
"Do we have any idea of who's with him? If any?" Barbara replied.
"We believe there's at least one Omega level Meta with him. It stands to reason that they're grouping together for something."
"When's this going down?" Barbara looked at her watch.
"As far as I'm aware it's already a go, but they're scheduled to arrive in around 4 hours' time" Waller said. "We'll have Bruce, Nightwing and Lantern there for containment. Reynard is prepping for containment. Should be pretty straightforward seeing as Bruce is taking Kryptonite with him."
"Okay good. Hopefully this'll sort out this mess quickly." Waller nodded and stood up and left. Barbara turned around and wheeled herself back to her desk. She noticed that the windows were still misted. He raised an eyebrow and pulled a playful grin. She picked up a stapler, closed her eyes and threw it. She opened her eyes to the sound of the staple hitting the wall then hitting the ground. The windows had become clear again. Still got it.
Central City. The Sewers. Batman's strike force prepare to move in on Superman's Location.
"Just behind this wall" Nightwing said. "Lantern, we need this done quietly. We don't want any runners, especially if Barry is in there." Green Lantern nodded and walked towards the wall. He pointed his ring at the wall. Out of the ring came a large circular saw. He slowly cut through the stagnant brick wall, slowly carving a hole through it. As the bricks started to crumble after being cut, he sent out another shot of hard light that took the shape of a bowl, catching all the debris to make as little noise.
Once the whole was made, the three men stepped into the room. Nightwing first, electrified batons held aloft and ready. Green Lantern followed, ring raised. Finally, Batman entered. This was his first outing in the new batsuit model. The arm blades were much shorter than previously, the lack of cape did not reduce the size of his still imposing stature, and the glistening yellow bat-symbol stood proud, surrounded by matte black Kevlar encompassing his entire body. His chin and mouth being the only skin on show.
"Let's make this as quick and painless as possible" he said. He pointed out two doors on either side of the room. Nightwing and Lantern went over to check them.
"Nothing here" Lantern said.
"Ditto" Nightwing added. Batman walked forward and pressed a button on his temple. His eyes turned sheet white. Scanning the area.
"I've got three heat signatures below us" he said.
"There's stairs on my side" Nightwing said. He ushered the others to follow him.
As they moved down the stairs, the patch hooked left sharply. Nightwing took cover behind the corner of the wall. He pressed a button on his mask, but unlike Batman's, only one of his eyes went white. He then pressed a button on his wrist and attached a small black device onto the end of his finger and hooked it around the corner of the wall. On white side of his mask, the camera feed showed him Superman and Flash looking at a map on the table. Using his other hand, he held up two fingers. Batman and Lantern nodded.
Batman pointed forwards with two fingers and split them, pointing either side. Nightwing and Lantern acknowledged him. Nightwing turned off his camera and put it away, then turned and walked casually into the room.
"Hey Clark. Barry" he said nonchalantly. "Now what are you guys up to?"
"Damian." Superman said, looking up. Robin dropped down and kicked Nightwing in the back. He fell forward. Batman and Lantern suddenly burst into the room. Lantern shot a hard light beam at Flash, who dodged it and raced towards him. Batman, on the other hand, stood back, staring down Superman.
"You gonna take me down, Bruce?" Superman said. He folded his arms. Batman walked slowly towards him. He balled his fists together and smashed them together twice. Down each arm ran two strips of bright green. Then snaked down his arms, culminating at his fists, lighting up each knuckle. He jumped up and punched Clark square in the jaw, sending him backwards. Superman stumbled but remained on his feet. "We really don't have to do this, Bruce."
"No Clark. If you won't do what's right then we do." Batman walked over to Superman, raising his fist for another swing. As he did, Superman caught the punch and bent his arm backwards. Just as Batman was about to swing with his other hand, Superman shot heat vision beams into Batman's shoulder. Screaming out in pain, Batman retracted his arm and stepped back.
"Stay off Bruce. I don't want to hurt you." Batman smirked, looking at his scalding shoulder.
"Thanks for being so caring."
Meanwhile, Nightwing was losing the fight to Robin. Badly. 8 years of martial-arts training from Bruce Wayne is some of the best possible in the world. On the other hand, going against someone surrounded by the League of Assassins, under the tutelage of Ra's al Ghul, from birth, is not the best situation to find yourself in. Nightwing was reeling. Robin had just hit him with a roundhouse kick the liver. Even though he was wearing Kevlar, same as Batman, Robin had jumped off a wall to give it more power. The kick hurt. Nightwing, head ringing from previous punches, threw a wild, uncontrolled haymaker. Robin, however, had hear the faintest of flutters behind him. He stepped aside. Flash ploughed through, knocking Nightwing over and continuing to run away from a chasing Green Lantern. Superman turned around and used his heat vision to cut a hole in the ceiling up towards the surface.
"Time to go, Barry." Superman said, as he shot up through the hole into the sky. Flash, making one more run around the room, grabbed Robin as he ran before shooting up the hole himself.
The dust settled, the three men still in the room speechless. Batman, stood holding his shoulder. With his uninjured arm, he pressed his communicator.
"Barbara, arrange a meeting with the committee, and make sure Reynard is damn well there!"