"150 Years after his first appearance in the skies Superman dies leaving Metropolis to mourn Heroes Death"
The copy of The Daily Planet sat atop the main console of the bat computer but Bruce Wayne was concentrated on the monitor which was a map of Metropolis lite up with small lights indicating places in the city where crimes had been reported.
"Damn it, of course the second you die metropolis goes to hell" Bruce muttered he was rapidly typing on the keyboard trying to find any available members of the Justice League, a pale man with dark hair appeared on the screen.
"Bruce, what ?"Dick Grayson asked irritated,
"I need you in Metropolis" Bruce was tired of Dicks attitude,
"One of your friends can't help you I thought the all-powerful Justice League could solve any problem" Dicks irritation had turned to full anger a second later his expression changed "You know what I actually need some help too maybe if you scratch my back and I'll scratch yours"
"What do you want?" Bruce wasn't used to not getting what he wanted and was tired of his sidekick undermining his authority, to his surprise Dick lifted a pale unconscious young girl with dark hair into view, and for the first time Bruce noticed the injury on the side of Dicks face.
"The plane will be ready when you get to the airport don't keep me waiting any longer" Bruce ended the call.
