AUTHORS NOTES: Hello everyone! Glad you all liked my story! Sorry for a bit of a late update. My school semester started and I have a new job now but I want this passion project to last as long as possible! Updates are gonna be infrequent as I wanna update my other stories. But this one is gonna be the main one for this year at least. I know not much action is going on but I wanna make sure that the setting is set up first before the juicer bits are enjoyed. Kinda like seasoning a steak, The first 5 chapters are going to be the seasoning but the rest ima put in that good old *POW* *WHACK* like the good old Adam West Batman show. Thank you all so much for giving this story a chance. Enjoy!
"Hmmm, hmm, hmmm." Shizu hummed as she was preparing the refreshment requested by the envoys.
They were in a different building altogether. It was a hotel room big enough to have individual sections of the room have its own bed. But in the middle was a medium-sized coffee table surrounding it was a couch and several chairs.
The occupants of said seats, were Ambassador Terrence Baxter, Captain Atom, Firestorm, Green Arrow, and Superman. Each having water or tea, with only Green Arrow having a milkshake.
"Thank you, ," Superman said with the rest of the group giving her a thankful smile and Firestorm giving her a wave.
With a bow with her tea plate in hand, she said "If you require anything else please ring the bell. Enjoy your stay at the Shining Golden Pavilion." Shizu put a small golden bell before she left the room and as soon as the footsteps were gone Firestorm broke the ice.
"Can anyone please tell me what happened in the meeting right now? I was completely lost during the whole thing." Firestorm said. 'Even the professor is confused'
"We signed a nonaggression pact with the Nazarick kingdom and in return, they agreed to open the borders of their country to let any of the former citizens of Bialya and Pokolistan leave or return if they wish to do so. We also will establish an office for metahuman affairs and investigation into the treatment of the country's citizens by UN investigators." Baxter said
"So we're doing the usual? Why haven't we started?" Firestorm exclaimed.
"I'm guessing you weren't the brightest guy around when you were in college." Green Arrow said sarcastically.
"Hey, I majored in chemistry not political science," Firestorm responded in defense.
"College majors aside, what Baxter means is that we agreed to not have any violence between Nazarick and The United States. That includes members of the Justice League unless it's in self-defense for either side. The only ones that can make sure the people here are safe are the investigation team the UN will send." Captain Atom explained.
"All the while the new regime terrorizes anyone that stands in their way.". Superman says in noticeable frustration.
"So why can't we just beat them up? I mean that giant skeleton guy is obviously their leader. You saw how he acted! These guys are grade-A evil! How is this a discussion?" Firestorm exclaimed once more.
"Because it's what they want. They want to paint us as the bad guys and use that image to get less-than-pleasant powers on his side. He's using diplomacy to put us in a trap, we could go in guns blazing and save the day. But that won't make the citizens here safe and the fact they managed to take an entire country in an hour, that kind of army can cause more damage to the US than we can prevent if we're not careful." Captain Atom said.
"Not to mention the guy is smart and has a bunch of resources he knows how to use. Kinda like Luthor, and that scares me. Why pay workers when you can have literal dead men do it for you? Might not be robots but it's pretty damn close." Green Arrow chimed in drinking a third chocolate milkshake.
"You want to slow down on the drinking there? I'm no fitness buff but I'm pretty sure 3 milkshakes in 1 day isn't going to keep you well and ready for action." Captain Atom said in concern.
"Sorry, it's just. How can a milkshake taste so good!? I mean seriously it's like a chocolate river flowing in your mouth, it's like magic!" Green Arrow said in his own defense.
"So there's really nothing we can do for the people here? Anything?" Firestorm said in disbelief looking at Superman hoping for an answer but only got a side-to-side nod from the Man of Steel.
Despite their anger, every hero in the room cared more for the safety of the people there. No matter how the world perceived them, in the end, they had a duty to make sure the world was safe even if it meant playing with fire now and then.
"That's not to say it's hopeless, the fact King Momonga and his advisors are willing to talk and even agree to our own demands shows they at the very least, have some interest in the people here. Whether that interest is benevolent as he says or not is what I'm concerned about. Regardless there's nothing to do at the moment but wait and play it out. Right now I'm exhausted and need to write down my report." Baxter said, rubbing the point between his eyes.
"We'll take turns in guarding the Ambassador. I'll go first since I still have the sugar rush in me." Green Arrow said.
After a rotation was agreed upon the rest of the league members and Baxter dispersed to their individual rooms.
Baxter sat on his bed and pulled out his briefcase. He pulled out his laptop and began his report. The sounds of typing are heard. However, he opens a secret link on his computer's hard drive. He takes out his contact lenses and puts them close to the laptop camera.
On the screen opened a very noticeable symbol for anyone who knows of or encountered the. It was the Cadmus insignia. Baxter's mind could only come up with one thing as he uploaded the report to the secure network.
'Waller is not going to line this.'
August 24th 20XX Report. Subject: The kingdom of Nazarick. Status: URGENT.
After sitting down on the magically summoned chairs Baxter spoke first.
"Hello Momonga Ooal Gown. I'm Ambassador Baxter, to my right are Captain Atom and Green Arrow, To my left are Superman and Firestorm."
"Pleasure to meet all of you. Let me be the first to officially announce it is an honor to have such reputable people in our Country. It's truly unfortunate the Prime minister could not join us today." Momonga said.
'Polite, knowledgeable, and more people of high rank. Focus on the key points Baxter, they are going to save you here. Wish this guy was a living necromancer, at least I could read the facial expression.' Baxter thought to himself.
"May I ask why and who the Prime Minister is? I'd like to get on the right footing here to avoid any confusion." Baxter requested.
"My wife Albedo Ooal gown is the current Prime Minister. She is currently assisting in Domestic affairs in calming the citizenry. But enough of that, I'm sure the reason you're here isn't to discuss the mundanity of Governance."
'Straight to the point. Might as well be frank.'
"The United Nations wants to know your intentions, King Gown."
"King Momonga, we go by first names here. As for our intentions? Rebuild and expand." Momonga said in a deeper tone staring directly into Baxter, as if he could see his soul.
"The other nations won't take kindly to those actions, King Momonga," Superman spoke, staring back at the undead king.
"You misunderstand. I have no intention of causing a war. I simply wish to rebuild the lost infrastructure the war between Bialya and Pokolistan caused, along with our takeover. I want to expand people's liberties, not take them away."
'Now this is unusual.'. Most of the time it's usually the villain demanding something outrageous or just ignoring the request outright and having an all-out brawl. This skeleton was different. 'It's as if he's actually interested in the people here.'. Thought Baxter
"Forgive me for overstepping my boundaries, your undead highness. But, why?" Firestorm said.
Baxter was now panicking. He knew Firestorm was a political risk due to his political illiteracy, granted it's a question he was going to ask anyway. But if it came out of an Ambassador it was expected and it was a meeting, but a hero? That's an interrogation.
"You are Forgiven Sir Firestorm. I am well informed on the living reaction to my kind. To answer your question. I gave my word on my takeover to the citizens that they would know no more suffering and pain. No more needless death being sent to the meat grinder that was their war. I swore it on my name and I always honor any oath sworn to it."
'So he's got an honor complex? We can use this. Still need to know more. Anything we can learn we can use.' Baxter thought to himself.
"Still, I suggest that you don't make assumptions dear emissaries," Momonga said.
"Forgive our caution but usually when an undead of your caliber appears it does not bode well for the living. Especially with how violent your takeover was." Baxter interjected in an appeal to de-escalate the tension built in the room.
"Oh? And you'd expect me to open my arms and simply allow the war between the previous powers to continue? To let my home, friends, and our children continue to be caught in the crossfire?" Momonga said his voice rising noticeably high.
"With power such as yours, you could have resolved this peacefully. You didn't need to kill all those people." Superman countered, his frustration noticeable.
"And have 'heroes' such as you come in and 'save the day?'. To liberate two genocidal countries from an even worse 'evil'? You would have me kneel? To be destroyed like mindless animals?" Momonga continued, his Aura encompassing the entire room.
Just as quick as it appeared the aura disappeared.
"No, I did what was necessary to end this bloodshed that endangered my people. Now. Are you here to discuss the future or simply trying to provoke me into a war?"
End of report. Notes: DO NOT ENAGE. The treaty has already been signed.- Agent T.B
(Meanwhile. With Superman, Firestorm, and Captain Atom.)
"Man, this day is a bust isn't it?" The youngest person in the room whose head was willingly on fire said.
"Afraid so Ronnie. Not every confrontation can be a victory." The professor said trying to consult the young hero.
"His magic prevented me from fully utilizing my senses. It was as if the power radiating from Arthur's Trident was leaking all over the place. It even smelled like magic, I didn't even think that was possible until today." Superman said rubbing his eyes and his temples.
"Wait, you could smell the magic? Are you sure you weren't smelling something else?" Captain Atom said in a questionable response to Superman's statement.
"Smelled like death but….the feeling of death instead of the smell of something that's dead. I also smelled brimstone when Ulbert and Demiurge were around." Superman in an uncomfortable tone.
"I already sent the report to the watchtower. Hopefully, this mess will be resolved soon. The people here are going to have it harder than ever now Superman." Captain Atom said as looked stood next to Superman who was looking out the window.
Despite what people in the United States think the whole world doesn't love Superman. Or even the Justice League. Captain Atom remembers when Superman tried to feed the world, the results were less than stellar. For all the ideals they fight for, it seems that the world seeks to challenge them. For Every day that's saved, there is a cruel night ahead. Superman was always there to make sure they got through the night so to see him having to navigate his own personal failure in the dark didn't sit well with him. Captain Atom was a soldier, but he joined to fight for freedom.
"But no matter what we'll have your back on this, it's the least we can do after the amount of times you saved the world!" Firestorm said his hand on Superman's shoulder.
"Thank you. No matter what we can't let this new power rise. I don't know how to explain this but I have this gut feeling that we are not dealing with the Same order anymore. Regardless it's our duty as the Justice League to make sure everything ends up alright in the end." Superman said giving his trademark smile to his Justice League members.
'For truth justice and better tomorrow.' Superman thought to himself as he drank the tea on the table, it tasted pretty good he thought.
Location: ?, time 9pm, date xx/xx/22xx
In the room was a round table large enough to fill up 3 rooms, surrounded by chairs with insignias of the chair's owner. On the center clockwise sat. Momonga, Albedo, Ulbert, Demiurge, Touch-Me, Yamaiko, Peroroncino, Bukubukuchagama, Takemikazuchi, HeroHero, Punitto Moe, and sitting on a smaller but equally as 'important' table was Tabula Smaragdina…..who was facing a wall.
Each of these beings is of immense strength holding the powers of death, destruction, creation, healing, and leadership.
In the minds of all but a few in the room. One thought was shared amongst them all.
'WHAT THE FUCK AM I DOING!?'/ 'Why am I facing a wall? Why am I here again?'
You didn't think I was gonna be 3 chapters in without that classic overlord in it, would you? I know what you all thinking. Does Albedo have that anime mom haircut? No. This isn't full metal alchemist, go away shoo. This is a Chad overlord crossover fic, we have class here. Second question, Are we finally seeing the Supreme overlords? YES!
NEXT CHAPTER :3