Injustice 3: Rise of the Supervillians (Book 1)

Chapter 12: Group Meeting

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Flash:
"Wha-Whe-Where am I? Harleen? Oliver? Is anyone there?"

"Yeah," says the man, slapping me. "We're all here! Give me a sec. The light switch is around here somehow. Hold on!"

"Ouch," I scream again, someone slapping me again. Having a hunch who it was, I was more than thankful when the lights came on.

"Hey! Why did you hit mmmeee? Where the heck are we?"

In the bright lights, I could see that we weren't in Harleen's lair anymore. Frankly, I wasn't sure if we were even still in Gotham. Beside me, there was Green Arrow, Black, Catwoman, and Harleen. The five of us were all looking around, trying to figure out where we are. Right now, it look like we're in a massive room with silver-black walls. In the center of the room is a large round table with a cover on top and all around were many, many different hallways, leading to who know where.

"Hello y'all," the man says, grabbing our attention as he stood at the head of the table, his arms spread out before crossing them

"Now, before the "flooding of the questions" start, let me just say a few things to ease your mind. First off, Kara, Beetle, Fire, and I successes in blowing up Watchtower but not without some trouble. Beside me, they were all wounded."

About to say something, the man stomp his hand against the table, silencing me and from the looks of it, everyone else.

"Wounded, but not too much. Using the Watchtower's teleporation pads before the "big bang", I teleported the five of you here and the four of them into my infirmary where they are begin treated. Shouldn't be more than an hour before they're back on their feet. Second, this is my hideout. My. Superman can try all he want, he'll never find this place. The walls are embedded with dangerous amounts of lead, I have complete control over all the radio towers and satellites in the area and beyond, and this place had it's own everything, including wifi which is unhackable. The firewall's firewall's firewall's have firewalls! Also, this place is stocked with more than enough supplies for everyone. Weapons, foods, and even some vehicles for when walking or running isn't an option. Third, take a seat, shut up, and listen well.

Dropping to a chair, the man then place his elbow on the table and look at us.

"What the heck," Green Arrow screams, the first to break the silence. "Why did you take us here! We were fine before! Before you show up! All of us! In Harleen's lair! Superman and his Regime, they never find her lair! Take us back! Now! All of us! Or else."

Pulling from his quiver an arrow, he aim it right at the man. The man however, stay completely still, like a statue.

Oliver, with the bow string pull far back, look down his arrow.

"Fine. Don't say I didn't warn you."

Letting go of the arrow, it sail through the air toward the man.

"No," I scream, running to catch the arrow. Catching it, I then look between Oliver and the man.

"Thanks for that," the man says, putting his fingers by his forehead and waving at me. Now moving, the man got up and pull something from his pocket. Looking like a small green ball, the man toss it at Oliver with such speed, even I couldn't see it before it hit him. Whatever the thing was, it burst into a mist before revealing to us a goo that cover Oliver's mouth.

"Mmmmnnnnnnn," he scream as he drop his bow and grab the goo, only to have his hands stuck to it.

"Oliver," Canary yells, running up to Oliver. About to grab the goo, the man scream and stop her.

"No! Don't touch that! If you do, it'll stick to you too and both of you will be stuck! For the record, I know you two are married and all, but I think it'll more romantic if the reason you two are together is become of your feelings for one another, not because of my goo."

"Tell me how to get it off! Or I'll-"

"Here! Catch."

Pulling something else from his jacket pocket and throwing it at me, I manage to catch it. The thing as it turn out is a spray bottle. Lost for only a few seconds, I walk up to Oliver and spray some of the stuffs on the goo. Turning hard, the goo then crumple away, Oliver gasping for air as soon as it was gone.

"Now that out of the way, will everyone please just shut up, sit down, and shut up again. Notice I said please. This is important group meeting to discuss our next plan of attack."

"Our next plan of attack," Oliver repeat, picking up his bow. "What do you mean by that?"

"Sit down and I'll tell you."

All of us still very hesitate, we reluctantly took our seat.

"Now, Watchtower blown to bits and unfortunately, we weren't out there with buckets of popcorn and 3D glasses to watch the fireworks. Face facts y'all, we're extremely short handed. That's why I believe our next course of action should be to recruit some very much needed extra helps."

"Extra helps," Harleen says, "What extra helps? From who?"

"From someone who would never ever join Supe and his gangs of losers. Barry and I are heading to Central City to recruit Leonard Snart, but I think you know him better as Captain Cold."

"Captain Cold," I says. "Are you kidding me?"