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Bruce & Diana

"Victor Stone...Deceased." Alfred says to Bruce. "That one...Pretty sure that's what made the alien go crazy." Bruce says to Alfred, who's playing different siren sounds. "I'll see about weaving something to the suit. Won't be quick. Anything to give me an edge. You know, I paid millions of dollars...for this building's security." Bruce says. "Yeah. It looked expensive. Hi. A new toy?" Diana asks. "Prototype troop carrier," Bruce tells Diana. " I once knew a man who would've loved to fly it," Diana says with a smile, thinking of Steve. "Yeah, well we're gonna need more than a pilot. I think there's an attack coming." Bruce tells Diana. " Not coming, Bruce. It's already here. They called him Steppenwolf. The End of Worlds. He lived only to conquer. Millions fell before his blade...And rose again as his Parademons. Nightmare creatures, who feed on fear." "RrYeah, I think I've met one. We didn't hit it off." "Here in Gotham?" Diana asks. "They're all over. They're looking for his...Boxes?" "The Mother Boxes." "Mother Boxes? I guess Steppenwolf sent the winged people that leaves two more." "I'm impressed." "Don't be. I have no idea what's in them. A weapon? Some kind of power?" Bruce asks. "They don't contain power. They are power. Carried from planet to planet...The Mother Boxes combined to form the Unity. An apocalyptic power that not only destroys worlds...but transforms them into the primordial hell's gate...of Steppenwolf's birthworld. We should have died...But we formed our Unity. Amazons, Atlanteans...All the tribes of man fought side by side. Warriors of legend. Allies from other worlds. Even the gods themselves all acted as one. Laying down their lives to drive Steppenwolf away. Some say it drove him mad...the disgrace of his first retreat. He swore our alliance would crumble. That darkness would cover the Earth...And that he would return when it did. Left behind...The Mother Boxes were too dangerous to be kept together. One was entrusted to the Amazons. One, to the Atlanteans. Both sealed and guarded in secure strongholds. The Box of Man was buried in secret. So that no tribe would be tempted to use its power over another. Such harmony out of such horror. It was truly an age of heroes. "Something tells me we're not getting the band back together." "The Atlanteans were a force undersea...And the Amazons, to an island they can never leave. I wouldn't count on the tribes of men. We tend to act like the doomsday clock has a snooze button." "How long until we..." "Days. At most. Steppenwolf's mistake last time was attacking us. He wanted to make the Earth kneel before he destroyed us. This time he'll just go after the Boxes." "I got a location for one of our recruits." "Barry Allen." "What about the other one? Victor Stone?" Diana asks. "I was hoping you would dig him up," Bruce says. "We're asking people we don't know to risk their lives," Diana says. "I know. That's how this works."