Lego DC Comics Superheroes: Justice League - Gotham City Breakout Page #4

Wouldn't you agree?

Indubitably, they were

wonderfully surprised.

Good show, Master Deathstroke.

(CONTINUE GROWLING)

Batman, Batgirl and Nightwing...

So nice of you to...

If you say, "Nice of you to drop in,"

you immediately lose all credibility

as a supervillain.

- That's not what I was going to say.

- Oh, what were you going to say?

Well, I don't want to tell you now.

And as for you, Batface,

if you want your junior helpers

to survive the next five seconds,

you know what to do.

Ha! If you think the mighty Dark Knight

is about to surrender,

- you've got another...

- Heh.

I stand corrected.

(CYBORG WHISTLING)

Come to me, my yummy piece of pepperoni.

- (COMMUNICATOR RINGING)

- (EXCLAIMS)

Hey, there... Uh, Cyborg.

Wow, Superman, hi.

I definitely wasn't eating pizza

at the Hall of Justice very special table.

- Ah. Good, good. Fantastic.

- (HARLEY CACKLING)

Superman, is anything...

- Wrong?

- What?

No, no, everything's great.

I just thought maybe you might

want to uh, hang out a little.

- You know, like you kids say.

- (CAR ALARM BLARING)

(PENGUIN CACKLING)

Uh-oh.

(BOTH CACKLING)

You know what?

Maybe a little help around here

- wouldn't be completely unwelcome.

- Hey, Wonder Woman's here.

- You want to ask her?

- No! No, no, no.

No need to bother her, (CHUCKLES)

we got this.

No real reason to mention it to anyone

in the League, ever.

Oh. Okay. Whatever. Happy to help.

Just you and me, taking on crime.

- We'll be a great team.

- Absolutely.

Just like Batman and Robin.

Fine, see you soon.

Very soon. Please hurry.

(CHUCKLES GIDDILY)

"Just like Batman and Robin."

- Ow!

- Argh!

Quit it, you little cave-monkey-thing.

(GASPS) Cave-monkey-thing?

- Well, I never.

- Dear sir, we are Trogowogs.

An ancient species that walked the Earth

long before you surface dwellers arrived.

(SNORTS) And your brash words

have vexed our refined sensibilities.

(BOTH GROWLING)

What have you done

with our sensei, Deathstroke?

The old Mantis is fine, Batman.

For now.

Madame Mantis guarded the secret of the

Trogowogs like a pearl inside an oyster,

inside a safe, inside a vault,

inside a mountain with no door.

But somehow you found a way in.

Not me, Batman. (LAUGHS SINISTERLY)

The mystery is just killing you isn't it?

I'm enjoying that.

But I'm not the villain

who will be monologuing the plot details.

You'll meet him soon enough.

"Monologuing"?

That's not a proper word, is it?

Well, I should say not.

Surface dwellers seem to

have a mania for slang. (SNORTS)

(GRUNTING AND SNORTING)

- (YELLS)

- (GROUP GRUNTING)

- (GASPS)

- Bane.

I think you mean "Lord Bane," Batman.

(ROARING)

Deathstroke and Bane? Working together?

Maybe they met while mask shopping.

Welcome to my underground nation.

- The newly named Bane-donia.

- BATGIRL:
Uh...

- Bane-landia?

- Mmm...

- Bane-sylvania.

- Blech.

- Bane-danistan?

- Needs work.

Whatever you call it, Bane, your

totalitarian occupation of these Trogowogs

is destined to fail.

Despite your fiendish use

of their mind-influencing crystal,

the Psyche Stone.

You see? I told you.

The old Mantis shared all of her secrets

with him.

Well, I wish would share some

secrets with us because I got nothing.

I got no idea what's going on here.

And cue monologue.

- Ooh! I do so love a good story.

- Ssh! It's about to begin.

- Well, you see...

- Bane must be using that Psyche Stone

to mentally transform the Trogowogs

into assassins infused with his fury

and Deathstroke's martial arts skills.

- Ah. But that's only part...

- Ooh. Of course.

He's creating an army

to conquer the world, no doubt.

And in order to make his army undefeatable

he needs them to learn the forbidden move.

- But...

- So they kidnapped Madame Mantis

and tried to extract the forbidden move

from her mind using the Psyche Stone.

- Yes, and...

- But they failed

because her will is too strong.

So they lured me here to try to pry

the secret from my mind.

(CHEERING AND APPLAUDING)

- Brilliant.

- Well played.

You know, detectives, you take the fun

out of being a villain sometimes.

But only sometimes.

(BOTH GROWLING)

- Good day to you.

- And you.

(BATMAN GROWLING)

- I'll never talk.

- You won't have to.

It's only a matter of time

before the Psyche Stone

rips the information we want

directly from your mind.

Come now, Batman. Share and share alike.

- Over my dead body.

- That can be arranged.

The Psyche Stone energy is deadly,

and you've been bathing in it

for quite some time. (LAUGHS)

Yes, show us.

Show us what we want to know.

Show us the forbidden move.

(GRUNTING)

Oh...

Oh.

Oh, it's a motion picture story.

(BOTH SLURPING)

Mmm. This is such an exciting day.

Watch carefully, Batface.

I don't go around showing

the forbidden move every day.

- Is this going to be on the test?

- Yes, the test of life!

Observe and marvel at the forbidden move.

BOTH:
Oh! Here it comes.

BOTH:
Whoa...

Amazing.

But I told you, Master,

I've vowed never to take a life.

This move does not kill.

It is worse.

It splits the body into pieces,

but life remains.

- Awesome!

- Awesome!

- That's horrible.

- Duh!

I know, that's why it's called

the forbidden move.

- Then why show me it at all?

- Hey, who's the master here?

Now, it's very simple,

you just form your hand into a C-shape

and...

No!

Oh, I say, it was only just arriving

at the good part.

- Mmm, how very anticlimactic.

- Tut-tut.

(SNORTS)

Get back in that beam.

We must have that secret.

No, he's barely surviving now.

If the beam destroys him before we have

our prize, it is lost to us forever.

Come now, Deathstroke,

where is your spirit of hospitality?

Put him in the Presidential Suite.

(GRUMBLING)

- (WOMAN SCREAMING)

- (SIRENS BLARING)

(EXPLOSIONS)

(CAR ALARM BLARING)

(HARLEY CACKLING)

(LAUGHING MANIACALLY)

Mmm?

Holy garbage truck,

Gotham City is filthy with criminals.

Holy what? Why are you talking like that?

Wait, you don't usually wear a cape,

do you, Cyborg?

Uh. Yes.

Yes, I do.

And would you please call me Boy Wonder?

Mmm. X-ray vision reveals...

I believe we've found the lady criminal

called Poison Ivy.

Holy horticulture, Bat... I mean Superman.

- What do we do now?

- Follow my lead.

We'll have this plant back in her pot

before you can say "evergreen."

(LAUGHS GIDDILY) Not bad.

I'm sorry, ma'am, but I'm afraid

your thieving days are over.

(GASPS)

You wouldn't hit a lady, would you, boys?

Why, no. Of course not.

- But I mean...

- Good.

(BOTH GRUNT)

This may be more difficult than I thought.

- Wonder Woman?

- Okay. Call Wonder Woman.

(MOUSE SQUEAKS)

NIGHTWING:
With the light of the underworld

coming from bioluminescent plants

and strange phosphorescent stones,

it's a land of perpetual day,

impossible to keep time, yet...

We must try.

- We've been here for about an hour.

- That sounds about right.

(MADAME MANTIS GROANING)

TROGOWOG:
Is someone there?

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