Lioness looks at the monitor board, irritated that she doesn't get to go on the raid -

- and before she can internally complain again suddenly her eyes are drawn to some energy notation on one of the dials. She fires up a couple of the monitors for a visual, then jumps to her feet.We've got multiple matter-portal openings across the Amerikan ( Read more... )

Steel, Terrific and Brainiac 5 have done most of the work, and they are just about ready with the electron batteries and the generators. The Ray's standing by, ready to pump his energy into creating these portals ( Read more... )

"Next mission off world," thinks Ray Palmer, "I'm bringing my iPod ( Read more... )

Luthor reenters the main chamber of the Safe House in his newly upgraded armor, which now looks even tougher and stronger than ever before.It shall have to suffice. I'm going to set up our teleport matrices - it should take maybe fifteen minutes. Lioness, you drew short straw, you're staying behind ( Read more... )

Power Ring sits, staring at their prisoner. Ultraman's flown down planetside to escort that telepath back up here, Quick is off shooting up speed juice and Owlman and Superwoman are taking some "private time", like they think he's an idiot or something.

A solid green flyswatter emerges from his ring and slaps Batman lightly across the cheek.Wake ( Read more... )

The brain spores STILL bite him in the butt from time to time ( Read more... )

Owlman is swearing at the monitor.

You're lucky I'm not calling in from the bank you owe us, you little turd -

So this Justice Underground with the good-guy Lex Luthor just absconded with Hawkgirl, Huntress and Atom ( Read more... )

Morning at Wayne Manor. The place is filled with sunlight, the outside - visible thanks to the drapes pulled open - a pristine white thanks to a fresh-fallen foot of snow. From the kitchen, where Bruce is heading, the smells of breakfast come: toast, bacon, eggs, and coffee, his favored nectar. The hallmarks of a fine family feast, English ( Read more... )

In Limbo, floating in a sea of white nothingness, the Justice Underground has their last bastion of safety - the only place where they can retreat from the grasping hands of the Syndicate, the Lodge, and all the other organizations that would cheerfully see them annihilated ( Read more... )