-24 APR 23- Voices rise and fall, cheers and screams of delight and dismay as patrons of all kinds gather round a caged circle within the club. The smell of alcohol, tobacco, marijuana, and sweat waft through the air, mixing together to form an inescapable stench.

- reality. The voice was commanding, and it had a presence which demanded a response. “You do not give up.”…… …………“We do not give up.”….. ……..“We endure.”… “You are vengeance!” “You are the night!” “You are BATMAN.”

St. Martin's Island Metropolis Once again, for maybe the fifth or sixth evening in a row, I was awoken by a noise downstairs. It was Slade, obviously. Unable to sleep yet again.

I suppose that once Squirrel is done repairing the communicator Slade used during his Injustice League days, we would be on the move once again.

Ted remembered his battle in the Shard of Science, his fight (beating!) with 𝐖𝐈𝐋𝐒𝐎𝐍, his rescue by 𝐇𝐚𝐥. What pulled him back into this lifestyle?

𝐖𝐈𝐋𝐒𝐎𝐍

BREAKING NEWS: Toyman to spend the rest of his life behind bars We'll update this as we get more information.

In his office, Luthor placed the tablet down upon the Resolute desk, a souvenir from his time in the White House, and leaned forward clasping his hands. Who had T.O. Morrow been referring to in his missive, this J'onn J'onzz? Rising, he crossed his office and gazed out via -

- the floor-to-ceiling windows, staring across the city. How things had changed in such a short span of years. The city was thriving once again, as it should, but the people… Where were the one’s you could trust? The ones who just get on? He shook his head, hating the -

- thought that that demented dolt, Toyman, a genius who acted like an impudent idiot child, was in such a bind that Luthor had to walk away. The last he had heard of 𝐖𝐈𝐋𝐒𝐎𝐍 he was recovering from injuries, and may be for some time. and Two-Face was off -

- the map. The salad days were well and truly behind them. Eve Teschmacher had presented some names, people he was currently viewing, but time… Time was a fickle friend. LexCorp was in the healthiest position it had been in the company’s history. Time. -

- His mind wandered…. There was to be no threat from the League, there never really had been, for he had dealt with those fools. Perhaps the only one among them who was not a fool was the Amazon, 𝐓𝐡𝐞𝐦𝐲𝐬𝐜𝐢𝐫𝐚’𝐬 𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐦𝐩𝐢𝐨𝐧, for she knew. They had no vision, no ideal, no leader. No -

- 𝘩𝘰𝘱𝘦. A ghost of a smile upon his lips. And perhaps that was it.

President Luthor, if rumors are to be believed, had a genetically engineered assassin within the White House during his term. Seemed a bit much back then, but considering what's going on now it's nice to know they were on our side. || Lex Luthor 𝐖𝐈𝐋𝐒𝐎𝐍

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