Justice League: War Page #2

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- Unh.

Trying to.

Round two, flyboy.

Lantern, no!

Chains? You're funny.

We won't stop him. He's pissed off.

We have to talk to him.

Talk to him?

Lantern, focus. You stop concentrating

and that shield breaks apart.

Shut up.

- This guy is gonna kill us.

- No, he won't.

You bruise but you don't kill, do you, Clark?

You've made your point, heh...

...Bruce Wayne.

Who the hell is Bruce Wayne?

We think it's alien.

Well, it's not Kryptonian.

Worth a shot.

Hey, hey, what happened?

We're done fighting?

Alien is relative, by the way.

It's a big universe.

Let's move.

Man, what is it with you and sewers?

Someone is strategically placing

these boxes.

We have to find out who and why

before it's too late.

Desaad, what do you have

to report from our agents on Earth?

Sire, the powerful one

has found a Mother Box.

The one they mistakenly call Superman.

And?

These defenders have sprung up

like antibodies to protect their planet.

We are in danger

of losing the element of surprise, my lord.

I humbly ask

that you move up your timetable.

Let the invasion begin.

- We're maxed at power ceiling.

- Cycle the pulses.

Dr. Stone, your son is here.

- I don't have time right now. Do it again.

- Make time.

Victor, I'm in the middle

of some very important work.

- You mean, more important than me.

- That's not what I said.

There were scouts there today, Dad.

They offered me a full ride, all of them.

I told you I'll pay for college. You don't need

to be sniffing after a scholarship.

That's not the point.

They think I can hold my own

with the best of the best.

WhY don't you?

Open your eyes, son.

Look at the world we live in today.

We are witnessing the birth

of a new race of super-humans.

Beings who can fly,

tear through buildings and outrun racecars.

They will make what you can do obsolete.

In that world, throwing a football is a joke.

You're never gonna come

to one of my games, are you?

No.

- Dr. Stone, something's happening.

- We can talk about this later.

So why are you two here?

Metropolis is my turf.

There have been reports

of mysterious kidnappings across the country.

We had them here too.

Figured that was life in the big city.

Think the disappearances

and these things are connected?

They're connected.

- So these monsters, they're--

- They're soldiers. Expendable soldiers at that.

Planting these devices at all costs,

that's military tactics.

We might be staring down the barrel

of a full-scale invasion.

You're paranoid.

Let's just crack it open and see what happens.

- Hey.

- Without any idea what's inside...

...that's idiotic.

Heh, I'll show you idiotic.

- Aah, I didn't touch it.

- It's activated itself.

- t's transmitting.

- Silas, look at these readings.

I am not letting you walk away

from me again, Dad.

We're having this out.

- Can we trace the power source?

- I'm trying to lock in on the signal now.

This thing is more important to you

than your own son.

Victor, stop!

It's gonna blow.

No!

You're welcome.

Still think I'm paranoid?

Ah, maybe a little less now.

We need to get out of here now.

- Which way?

- We have to get him into the Red Room.

- Sarah, unh.

- Aah!

I'm not leaving you, Victor.

Don't you dare leave me.

I don't believe it.

His vitals are there, Silas. He's alive.

- Dad.

- Yes, Victor. I'm here.

- It hurts so bad.

-it's going to hurt-.

It's not gonna be easy, but...

Whatever that energy is,

it's eating him from the inside out.

He's going into cardiac arrest.

It's racing up his spinal cord.

Then we can't wait.

- But, Silas, the risk.

- What choice do I have, Morrow?

This room contains technology recovered

from across the globe.

I've studied and logged nearly everything.

I've taken apart and rebuilt most of it.

t can save my son's life. It has to.

He's in pain. You have to do something.

The pain will subside as soon as

the promethium finishes replacing the tissue.

Promethium skin grafts?

His body could reject them completely.

It won't. I've injected the nanites.

Activate them.

- They're untested. We recovered them from--

- Do it!

Out of the way, you freaking bimbo.

Cool, you're Wonder Woman.

- My name is Diana.

- Mine's Hannah Grace.

Thank you for speaking with me, Hannah.

- You're not afraid of me?

- No. I wanna be you when I get big.

I would welcome your sisterhood, Hannah.

- What are you eating?

-lce cream.

Is it good?

It's the greatest food in the world,

if you ask me.

Aw.

I will try some ice cream

and another for my friend Hannah.

Whatever you say, lady.

Just don't, you know, take my arm with it.

Uh, here.

Ice cream is wonderful!

Told you so.

You should be very proud

of this achievement.

Um, thanks.

I lost him.

I promised his mother I'd protect him.

But I failed.

What's going on?

Diana?

Steve. Have you ever had ice cream?

This cook is truly blessed.

- You need to come back to the White House.

- You sound like my mother.

- The president only has a few minutes to meet.

- I grew weary of waiting for him, so I left.

- This is Hannah.

- Very pleased to meet you.

Could you excuse us, Hannah?

You can't walk out like that, Diana.

You're a political envoy.

- I am a warrior.

- With responsibilities.

Besides, I happen to know where they make

the best homemade ice cream in D.C.

If you're interested.

Oh! I could compel you to disclose

this secret.

Or I could just take you there.

combat.

Leave them to me.

Upload initiated. Completed.

Recaiibrating memory.

What's happening?

Stay calm, son.

It's gonna be all right.

- Hey, Dr. Stone, I--

- We're in trouble.

Offensive mode activated.

Victor.

I came as quick as I could.

Offensive mode. White noise cannon enabled.

- Lantern, plug that hole.

- Yeah, yeah, I got this.

Concentrate. Your constructs are fading.

Your mind is scattered.

Worry about yourself.

You're the one without powers.

We need to take a step back and regroup.

There's too many of them to barrel through.

Yeah?

Tell that to Superman. Unh.

Come on.

That's it. Smile for me.

MAN".

Mayday, mayday, the capital is under attack.

And there goes our big gun.

Fantastico.

Aw, come on.

Can't a guy get any privacy?

- Football. Told you so.

- Well, we had to be certain.

- I was so worried about you, Billy.

- You don't have to be. For real.

- I like yourjersey.

- Oh, yeah? I stole it.

You did not. You're funny.

We worry every time you disappear.

You know, like a family would.

Foster family.

This time was the worst.

You've heard the reports, right?

There's an invasion of monsters.

They're grabbing people off the streets.

And you morons believe that?

Jerk.

Come and get some, ugly. Shazam!

They're being overcautious, hon.

We'll be fine.

I need eyes up, pronto.

We're under siege.

Repeat, the president is under siege.

Mr. President, it's nice to finally meet you.

- I am Diana, but you may call me--

- Wonder Woman, thank goodness.

We've lost an engine!

Aah, Julian.

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