Chapter two

Moments after the league left another craft touched down at the site of the crash. Deathstroke,'the terminator,' His reputation precedes him, painting a picture of a ruthless and cunning adversary. Known for his unparalleled combat skills, enhanced physical abilities, and mastery of various weapons, a force to be reckoned with on the battlefield.

As Deathstroke surveyed the empty crater, a frown creased his brow. Contacting his associates in The Light, he relayed the unexpected turn of events. Vandal Savage's disappointment was palpable as he listened to the report.

As the members of The Light convened in their chamber, anticipation mingled with disappointment. Vandal Savage, his brow furrowed with frustration, addressed the gathered villains. "Our failure to apprehend the being responsible for the mysterious energy surge is a setback we cannot afford."

Ra's al Ghul's eyes narrowed with displeasure. "This complicates matters. The being and its energy could hold the key to our plans. We cannot allow the Justice League to gain an advantage."

Klarion, ever the provocateur, interjected with a smirk. "Perhaps it's a blessing in disguise. The being's power remains unchecked and unpredictable. We may yet find an opportunity amidst the chaos."

Turning to Klarion, the Witch Boy, Vandal Savage inquired, "Do you have any insight into the nature of that mysterious energy?"

Klarion's eyes gleamed with a mischievous glint as he shook his head. "No, Vandal. But what I do know is that it was pure and raw, devoid of any discernible attributes. Such energy is exceedingly rare."

Klarion, ever the provocateur, interjected with a smirk. "Perhaps it's a blessing in disguise. The being's power remains unchecked and unpredictable. We may yet find an opportunity amidst the chaos."

Vandal Savage's features hardened with resolve. "No. We must act decisively. We cannot afford to let this opportunity slip through our fingers. Deathstroke, assemble a team. We will retrieve the being and harness its power for our own ends."

In earth's orbit the watch tower hangs overlooking the earth in preparation for any danger.

In the confines of the Justice League's med bay, Batman meticulously examined Toneri's unconscious form. With every scan and analysis, he cross-referenced the data against the vast repositories of information stored within the League's databases.

His gloved fingers flew over the controls, querying the database for any matches to Toneri's unique physiology. Kryptonian, Martian, New God—the list of potential matches was extensive, yet none provided a perfect fit.

Meanwhile, Green Lantern's emerald construct hovered nearby, its ring pulsing with energy as it scanned Toneri's inert body. Hal Jordan's brow furrowed in concentration as he sifted through the data streaming into his mind.

After hours of exhaustive examination, Batman finally stepped back, his expression a mix of frustration and determination. Gathering the gathered League members, he presented his findings.

"Despite our extensive analysis, his origins remain elusive," Batman began, his voice grave. "His physiology bears similarities to several known extraterrestrial races, but no conclusive matches were found."

Wonder Woman leaned forward, her brow furrowed in concern. "What about the energy surge? Did you uncover any leads there?"

Batman nodded, his gaze flickering to Green Lantern. "Hal's scans detected traces of an exotic energy signature surrounding him, but its exact nature remains a mystery."

Green Lantern nodded in agreement. "It's unlike anything I've encountered before. Pure and untamed, with no discernible source or purpose."

As Batman outlined his findings, he turned to Martian Manhunter, his gaze unwavering. "J'onn, I need you to delve into His mind. We need to uncover the truth behind his presence here."

Superman's expression grew troubled. "Delving into someone's mind without their consent... It's unethical, Bruce," he stated firmly, his voice tinged with concern.

Batman met Superman's gaze, his own expression unyielding. "We're dealing with an unknown entity, Clark. We need answers, and we need them now. His presence could pose a threat to Earth, and we can't afford to wait."

Their eyes locked in a silent standoff, each hero unwavering in their convictions. The tension in the room was palpable as they stood at an impasse, their differing viewpoints on ethics and justice coming to the forefront.

Wonder Woman, ever the voice of reason, stepped forward, her gaze flickering between Batman and Superman. "We must consider all options carefully," she urged, her tone measured. "But we cannot ignore the potential danger He may pose."

Superman's shoulders sagged slightly, torn between his sense of morality and the urgency of the situation. After a moment of silent contemplation, he finally relented, albeit reluctantly. "Fine," he conceded, his voice heavy with resignation. "But let's make sure we do this as safely and respectfully as possible."

Batman nodded in agreement, a hint of gratitude in his eyes. "Agreed," he replied, his voice softer than usual. "We'll proceed with caution, but we need to act swiftly."

Martian Manhunter nodded solemnly, his telepathic abilities already reaching out to probe Toneri's consciousness. As he delved deeper, he encountered a mental representation of cosmic energy, manifested as a colossal moon with Toneri seated upon it, his Tenseigan eyes glowing with an imposing aura.

"Who are you?" Martian Manhunter's telepathic voice echoed in the astral realm, but Toneri remained silent, his gaze fixed on the Martian with an intensity that sent shivers down J'onn's spine.

Before Martian Manhunter could press further, he felt a powerful force cascading down upon him pushing him out of Toneri's mind, leaving him reeling as he returned to the physical world.

As Martian Manhunter emerged from Toneri's mind, he staggered backward, his usually composed demeanor faltering. The Flash was quick to react, rushing to his side and offering support as the Martian struggled to catch his breath.

"Whoa, easy there, J'onn," The Flash said, concern evident in his voice as he steadied his teammate. "What happened in there?"

Martian Manhunter took a moment to compose himself, his chest heaving as he recounted his experience within Toneri's mind. "It was... intense," he began, his telepathic voice echoing in the room. "I encountered a mental representation of cosmic energy, with Him seated upon it. His presence was overwhelming, and I was forcibly expelled before I could learn more."

Batman, his arms crossed thoughtfully, spoke again with a scowl on his face. "We can't afford to underestimate Him or the power he possesses."

The Flash, his trademark smirk evident even in serious moments, stepped forward, a hint of skepticism in his voice. "Come on, Bats. Aren't you jumping the gun a bit here? This guy looks like he just stumbled out of a brawl. Maybe we should give the guy the benefit of the doubt."

Batman's gaze remained steely, his resolve unyielding. "We can't afford to be complacent, especially with the unknown variables at play here."

Wonder Woman, ever the voice of reason, interjected with a nod of agreement. "Batman is right, but perhaps we should exercise caution. Let's wait until he regains consciousness before we interrogate him. He may have valuable information to share."

Batman's lips formed a thin line, but he acquiesced with a curt nod. "Fine. But we'll keep a close eye on him in the meantime."