Vs The Injustice League part 1

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(General P.O.V)

Lex adjusted his tie with a small smile on his face, as a hulking figure landed on the ground before them, upheaving the soil on impact. Mercy punched a stray rock headed for Lex away as she glared at the last Czarnian's back. 

"Lobo pushta logo umra basel."

The interstellar mercenary said while walking towards the downed and stunned Superman.

"Umra Kryptonian andala upo Levah."

He stopped in place as Superman pushed a rock off him with a grunt. The Man of Steel rose up unsteadily.

"I don't understand a word you're saying but trust me buddy, you don't want to do this."

Superman said while taking a battle ready stance. 

The Czarnian bounty hunter cocked his head to the side in slight confusion then tinkered with a device on his belt buckle. Pressing it in quick succession.

"Stupid fucking device. It keeps on breaking down in the middle of the conversation. There…now, where was I? Oh yeah…" A bloodthirsty smile appeared on Lobo's face. "I'm about to pound that pretty face of yours in, little Kryptonian. GrAAAAH!!!" Lobo moved with speed that was highly unexpected and closed the gap between him and Superman.

The man of steel grunted as his palm blocked the punch headed for his face. Then he squeezed, floating up with a serious look on his face.

"Don't. Make. Me. Hurt you."

Laughter started bubbling out of the pale skinned alien.

"You're strong. That means I get to have fun."

Lobo shot back and whistled. The rev of engine sounded out before some sort of space-faring motorcycle, flew in, guns blazing.

Lobo stepped in, reversing the hold the man of steel had on his hand and pushed him from behind so that he got the total blunt of the attacks. Projectiles and energy beams landed on The Man of Steel's body, his form getting buried under smoke and light.

"Mmmhhh, strength almost on the level of Superman. Intriguing."

Lex commented.

"Mercy initiate the plan. I believe it's time we made our exit."

The bodyguard nodded and pressed a button on the briefcase she was carrying around. A grey metallic sheen covered the black briefcase before dripping to the ground in a viscous form. Then the both of them walked away from the fight unfolding. 

Once in the armored limo, Lex pressed a button on the door frame and sat back with a glass of champagne in his hand. There was a slight buzz as the car was shielded from Superman's super hearing. 

"Dr.Roquette's research documents helped a lot. The nanites are not advanced as her own but this prototype will be enough to collect D.N.A samples from both of them. I doubt Superman will want to take this fight anywhere close to the city limits. And if Lobo gets overwhelmed…well, he knows what to do."

"Then we have nothing to worry about. The distraction is going smoothly, with all of the League members being occupied. Wotan, Poison Ivy and Scarecrow are also uncompromised. However, I have no idea for how long. It is not inconceivable that The League comes up with a way to locate them and put an end to our machinations. Fortunately, we have a countermeasure to that as well."

Ra's Al Ghul replied as the car pulled off into the main road, headed to Metropolis. 

(Aden's P.O.V)

We used the boom tube which emptied us into Sanctuary before another one appeared under our feet and spat us out infront of Madame Xanadu's shop. I wasn't going to appear inside her shop. Lord knows what type of magical warding she has in place to deal with intruders. I heard a few gasps of surprise and fear, followed by people running or walking away quickly upon our entry. Blood looked at me accusingly, making me flush a little.

"Sorry. Next time I'll try to be subtle." But then added to myself, "you'd think with all the superpowered aliens, ancient demigoddesses and people who can casually break the sound barrier, this wouldn't be a problem."

I turned to head inside the shop before something grabbed my attention. The digital billboard framing the building, at the end of the street was showing multiple clips of The League fighting, and I kid you not, Vine Monsters. There was something familiar about this. I wracked my brain and the information hidden deep in my mind, hit me like a lightning bolt. The Injustice League! There had been something like this in canon! I didn't know what their motives had been other than causing menace as par the course... but something seemed off about this...all the attacks were confined to cities with superheroes.

"Let's go. The league will handle that, we have our part to play in this madness."

I looked back at Blood and nodded hesitantly. What worried me was the identity of the person fighting alongside Batman, Master Iroh. Fuck...this was going to put him firmly in the world's eyes. I mean...I don't know what I was expecting but this was Iroh. I doubt he would stand back and watch as people got hurt. I just wish I was there to back him up. 

I turned away. In Canon, the team had been sufficient to deal with the one's controlling the plants so there was nothing to worry about. The familiar ring of a bell, greeted us as Blood pushed the door open. My skin shuddered slightly upon crossing the door. A barrier of some sort, I reasoned. My energy sense was getting better unusually fast. 

The set up of Xanadu's shop was just like before. The only thing missing was the Fortune Teller herself. There was an unfamiliar flavor of magic that saturated the room however and it made me place my palm on Blood's shoulder with a frown, stopping him from going deeper inside.

"Do you feel that?"

I asked as he stopped and sighed. 

"Yes. Just follow me. If it's who I think it is, then the world is in more danger than I realized." Blood replied, gently shrugging off my hand and walking towards the next room. The room that had the door which had teleported me across the world to Blood's residence. A magical waypoint, I think.

Blood pushed the door open and we stepped through. My energy sense started acting weird. I could simultaneously feel the stranger in the room, while also not. It was weird and disconcerting and sent my alarm bells ringing. I couldn't gauge his strength. 

"Fuck."

The British Demonologist who had been the exemplary example of respectable diction and manners unexpectedly cursed. 

"Stranger, I was not expecting to see you so soon. How many years has it been?"

I perked up at the name, remembering the text I got from Maze about someone dressed in a black cape with white hair and glowing white orbs where his eyes should be. The man before us turned around to face us and he matched up to the description, confirming he was the one she was telling me about.

"Jason Blood, the world is at stake once more. An upheaval that threatens to destroy the delicate balance."

The Stranger's voice was deep with undertones of power. 

"So the usual fair right? Bullocks. John was always a better fit for saving the world... I'm just trying to undo a mistake."

Jason replied in exhaustion. For the first time, I looked at the immortal soldier cursed to be the prison for a demon. He looked tired and worn out.

"These ten years have not been easy on you. But once again, your purpose is calling. I am aware of the issue with Allyssa. However, this goes deeper than that. I need your assistance."

The Stranger replied, his tone taking on a noticeable softer note. 

Blood shook his head.

"I'm sorry but i can't help you. Where is Nimue? I need her to help me locate Allyssa before she finds the whereabouts of the Fountain of Imperium. John, Ritchie and I are the only ones who have an inkling on it's whereabouts. But I don't think she will take too long to break through the wards."

The stranger nodded, sweeping his hand out to show an image on the crystal ball of Madame Xanadu on a boat, floating along a river with her eyes crossed. I moved closer.

"What is she doing out there?"

I wondered out loud. 

"Divining. High level masters of the mystical arts can sense when someone is scrying them and hide their magical signature. Unfortunately for them, Nimue is a skilled magician. She's using the waters natural connectivity with the world to sense out areas with a high level of magical feed back, then parsing through all that to locate who she wants."

Blood explained with a sigh.

"I'm guessing this is related to what you need my help with?"

He added. The stranger nodded.

"Ok, fine. We'll help you...the sooner we are done with this the better."

A pulse of power and Nimue looked up, staring right at the crystal ball. She chanted inaudibly before the crystal ball changed to show a different image. An image of a swamp, followed by a huge structure which was covered entirely by vines and then...the image zoomed in through the walls of the building and we got a look of who was inside it. 

"That's Poison Ivy, Wotan and Scarecrow!"

I said, confirming to myself that I had been right all along. The giant vine Monsters were the Injustice League's doing. 

"This is where you come in. Someone needs to stop them, it there is any hope of Poison Ivy's plant creations to be stopped. What the league is doing now is delayed tactics. Only two of these vine creatures have been destroyed. One in Dakota city and the other in Central city."

I looked at the crystal ball showing the three supervillains and understood what he meant. There had to be a reason why the one in Washington DC was still active, with Iroh around. That man is a beast.

"Scarecrow." The answer came to me, prompting the other two to stare at my direction. "It all makes sense. There has to be a countermeasure in place. Wotan must be enhancing Ivy's powers to endure the strain of so many of her plants scattered across North America with magic, Ivy is using that connection to tap into the green, a subconscious connection, I'm not even sure she knows of to regenerate the ones that sustain damage and I can bet you a million dollars that once one of the plants are destroyed...fear toxin is released."

What I didn't understand was why the Stranger felt the need to send us in. I mean, in canon, The League had sent in Aqualad and the others. Then again...my presence had changed everything. Each passing day, my meta-knowledge was getting more and more useless. I guess I didn't have a choice now.

"Okay. Let's deal with this first. When we're done...we go after Allyssa."

Blood announced.