Justice League: Throne of Atlantis Page #3

Do not fear. All is well.

Good. You're awake.

What's this? Who are you?

I'm Mera, sent by your mother,

Queen Atlanna, to bring you back to Atlantis.

Lady, the only so-called mother I know,

ditched me and my dad

when I was just a baby.

It's far more complicated

than that, Arthur Curry.

When she was very young, your mother

met and fell in love with your father.

That union resulted in your birth,

our queen's first born.

But she was royalty

and promised to our king.

She could neither wed your father,

nor raise a halfling child.

Heartbroken, she returned

to lead her people.

But she never stopped

loving you or your father.

Now she needs your help.

She believes you are our future...

and can forestall war

and bridge the two worlds.

I... I never knew any of this.

Follow me.

Your mother kept this hidden

in these ancient ruins.

What is it?

This was our king's royal garb.

Now it is yours.

You find it yet?

Not yet. This is a little

harder than it looks.

Well, I hope so.

It doesn't look that hard.

I'm digitally cross-referencing

every existing mention of Atlantis.

Dude, you've gone full-workaholic on me.

I mean, you're just like your old man.

Don't ever say that, Billy.

Hey, thanks for that field data. I'm still

working on a patch to quiet the servos.

Sarah, I can't talk right now.

Justice League business.

Whoo! I felt the electricity over here.

Ask her out.

I don't think so.

Seriously, you're bionic, not dead.

- Zoom in here.

- I'll tell you, Flashman...

I've seen my share of

weirdo crapola in this job.

But Atlantis? Come on.

But you're good with the intergalactic cops,

aliens and the cybernetic human?

- Expand that.

- What can I say?

Magic gives me the heebie-jeebies.

Dispatch a team to a lighthouse in

Mercy Reef, coordinates attached.

Find Arthur Curry. Fast.

- On it.

- Beats looking for fairyland.

You look perfect.

She'll love you.

All right, this is nuts.

All my life, I've felt like there

was something wrong with me...

and now, some mermaid comes out of

the sea and tells me my mother is alive...

and I'm the future of some

fairyland I've never seen?

I've been lost for so long,

but now... I need some air.

Are you all right?

I'm fine.

Everything suddenly makes sense now.

Thank you, Mera. But I'm no king.

Arthur.

Found him.

Arthur Curry? I'm the Flash.

We've been looking for you.

Retreat.

You're injured.

Hey, I've had worse.

I could bandage it.

Sure. I mean, only if you want to.

Those guys were Atlanteans?

Trenchers. Predatory creatures that scavenged

the ocean's floor before Atlantis sunk.

Sent here to kill Arthur.

We are done here. Come with me.

Why can't things just go back to normal?

Yeah, I don't see that happening.

Atlantis thirsts for a new perspective.

Someone who understands the surface world

and will lead us into the next century.

The queen needs a beacon, Arthur.

Maybe it's you.

I am the sole survivor of my planet.

If I had the chance to save my world...

and meet one of own race,

even for a moment, that would be enough.

- Is it done?

- No.

Your half-brother lives. Even now,

he heads towards Atlantis under protection.

The pact with the trenchers

was your idea.

They will return hungry for meat.

This is all falling apart.

Manta, what of my meeting

with the surface guardians?

- They're on their way, my liege.

- Excellent.

It is a mistake.

It flies in the face of

everything my father ever wanted.

What would you have me do, Orm?

Sound the drums of war solely

to honor your father's memory?

Don't bother. You didn't

honor him when he was alive.

Both cruel and untrue.

I am not the only one with

your royal blood in my veins.

Then you know.

Of your betrayal? Or of the

illegitimate heir to the throne?

I deny nothing, Orm.

Your brother, Arthur, can bridge the

peace between Atlantis and the surface.

We can flourish together in peace.

Your judgment is compromised.

You refuse to attack the surface

because you have a son there.

A bastard elder son.

You speak to me of betrayal?

You, who spilled Atlantean blood

and blamed it on the surface world?

I have eyes everywhere, Orm,

and you will pay for your treachery.

I'm afraid after that revelation,

my Queen, I can't allow you to leave.

Get out of my way.

This coup is over.

I am queen and war is not in my plans.

But it is in mine.

Shazam, Flash and I will

keep an eye out topside.

Cyborg, stay in communication.

So tell me, what's she like?

It's time you found out

for yourself, Arthur.

Welcome to Atlantis.

From now on, your life is here.

By the gods.

That's one for the books.

It's beautiful.

This is your birthright, Arthur.

Batman, we're here.

Error. Unknown interference.

I can't get a signal,

in or out of this place.

Where is everyone?

Something's wrong.

Tell me, why is the royal city deserted?

Our brave men and women

have gone to prepare for war.

Not possible.

The queen would never allow this.

Our queen is dead.

Dead?

Killed by a surface dweller.

Mother.

I failed you, my queen.

Whoever did this will pay.

Welcome, bastard.

Is Atlantis everything

you dreamed of, brother?

Or in your dream,

were you on the throne?

You killed her.

I did.

I ran the sword through her

myself as she mewled for peace.

You can count

yourself fortunate, bastard.

At least our mother won't be the impediment

to your life that she was to mine.

I'll tear you apart!

Attack!

- Stop!

- Feel my power, surface dweller.

Only royalty can wield

the magic of the trident.

Offer them to the horrors

of the dark trench.

This is war.

We will cleanse the surface. Soon they

shall know that our time has come.

I will bring our world

crashing down upon theirs!

Batman? Still nothing from Cyborg.

But you should see this.

- What's wrong? What's going on?

- I know. Get it on screen.

The mother of all tidal waves

headed for the eastern seaboard.

Is that Metropolis?

Secondary confirmation?

Holy-freaking-moley.

ETA to impact?

- Twenty minutes.

- How are the three of us...

going to evacuate entire cities?

We can't.

People are going to die.

Only royalty can wield

the magic of the trident.

Come on.

I'll take it from here, Arthur.

Arthur. You're alive.

We both are.

Oh, and, funny story:

I talk to fish now.

And they actually listen.

So I'm gonna stop my evil half-brother

from destroying the surface world.

Do you...? You wanna come?

It would be my honor.

I'm still foggy on how you escaped.

Orm said only royalty could control the

magic of the trident. Guess I qualify.

Re-establishing contact.

Batman, this is Cyborg, do you read me?

Are you okay?

Fine. But I'm going to shove that

magic shrimp fork down Orm's throat.

We need to get up top.

A tidal wave is about to hit Metropolis.

Atlanteans.

This is General Sam Lane

of the United States Army.

I order you to stand down.

I am King Orm of Atlantis, general.

And you are in no

position to issue orders.

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