A/N: Don't own these character's so don't sue me.

Many many many thanks to DaisyJane for the beta and input. If I had to nominate someone other then my own mom for best woman in the world DaisyJane would get my vote. Many thanks to Lady Isis also for her input and understanding. If I could vote twice for best woman in the world Isis would also get my vote. But since DJ is a mother she slight edges out Isis. Just, because they are both wonderful, intelligent and caring people. And I'm very lucky to know them both. :)

Here is the sequel to Dark Claw. Read and enjoy all.

Oh and the beginning is slightly different then the ending of the first, I might change the ending to Dark Claw to match the beginning of this story.

Dark Claw 2: Sentinels Hellfire Rising.

Chapter 1: Reunion

Bruce sighed as the Batmobile entered the Cave. He was thinking about last night's patrol. Diana had been pestering him for the past month or so to allow her to come on a patrol with him, to see what Gotham was like through his eyes. He'd finally relented and allowed her to come when she agreed to wear a disguise and not use her super powers. Alfred, with his normal precognitive abilities, had created a Batwoman-type costume for Diana. Bruce's blood boiled remembering how she looked in that costume.

The patrol had gone very well and he'd actually enjoyed her company. At first he thought she would distract him but she was professional and focused all during the patrol. That business-like attitude had only lasted until they returned to the Cave. They barely made it out of the Batmobile before she unleashed her passion on him. He sighed as he parked the Batmobile in the cave. He may never be able to be in the Cave again without seeing her naked and moaning everywhere. He had never experienced carnal pleasure like that before and would never have thought a near virginal warrior princess could do that to him. It he wasn't already convinced that he was head over heals in love with her, last night would have sealed the deal. He just hoped she felt the same way.

He shook his head and hopped out of the Batmobile. He inhaled deeply and frowned as he picked up a scent he hadn't smelled in a while. Batman stealthily moved around the cave though the person waiting for him had to have known he was there. He glared as he saw a puff of smoke come from his occupied computer chair.

"What are you doing here?" Batman growled.

The chair swung around and the occupant faced him. "We need your help, bub." Logan said with a serious expression on his face.

Bruce pulled his cowl off as he walked towards the man sitting on his computer chair. He had two thoughts—what kind of help did Logan need and how did he get here? Logan stuck the cigar in side of his mouth and turned towards the computer. He pressed a button and the screen lit up and he continued typing the list he had begun.

"How did you get access to my computer?" Bruce asked him furious that someone was using his computer without permission. He had important information and secret files stored in it. Bruce had installed massive firewalls and he changed the access codes every other day to kept people from hacking into it.

Bruce could see a smirk form on Logan's lips from the side view he had of his face. "Bruce, I've seen into your mind and I know how you think. Figured out your new access codes on the third try. That's one less than you allow before the whole system locks up." he bragged to Bruce.

Bruce ignored Logan's comment and looked at the massive screen, Logan had compiled a list, a very long list. On it he saw the categories medical supplies, food stuffs and survival gear and items listed neatly underneath each category.

Turning away from the list he controlled his temper and asked, "What do you mean, you need my help." He hated that Logan knew so much about him but it couldn't be helped. Logan paused from scrolling down the list and turned his head to look at him.

"The new Sentinels have attacked in my universe," was all Logan said.

Bruce's jaw tightened and he felt a cold chill of fear as he looked into Logan's eyes to see if he was deceiving him. He knew he wasn't, Logan was many things but he wasn't a liar. Bruce now noticed the tired look in his eyes and that his face was rather more gaunt then the last time he'd seen him. He also realized that he looked freshly showered and that he was wearing Bruce's clothing. Whatever had happened in Logan's universe it was bad.

"What happened?" Bruce asked Logan. Logan sighed then took a deep inhale of his cigar. Bruce noticed that is was one of his expensive Cubans.

"When you brought Trask back, Charles locked his knowledge of the new Sentinels and the artificial kryptonite that make them so powerful up in his mind." Logan ran his hand through his hair. "We let him go after that as we assumed he no longer posed a threat. So he must've sent the blue prints and information needed to create the nearly indestructible robots back to my universe before you got him or somebody from your universe sent the information."

Logan looked hard at Bruce for a moment and Bruce suddenly understood his innuendo and shot Logan a nuclear powered batglare. How dare he even think I would betray another universe like that especially after all they had been through, he thought.

"Sorry Bruce, I know you would never do something like that and I know you would have warned us if you knew somebody in our universe had that information. It's just that things got really bad really fast and we don't know how or who to trust." Logan stated.

Bruce was still angered by the accusation. "I can't believe you even considered that I would do something like that. You shared my mind and probably know me better than anybody. You know I hate to see people suffer."

"Sorry, but I have to cross off everyone on the list that has had access to the technology. Like I said things are bad and Charles has mysteriously vanished.."

Bruce interrupted him."Charles is missing?"

"Yes, he disappeared about two and a half months ago, just before the Sentinels came out in force." Logan said and Bruce saw the look of pain in his tired eyes before he closed them. Then he opened them and gave Bruce a hard stare. "You can read about all that happened in a bit." He held up a USB drive. Bruce nodded his head, he was very interested in reading what was on the drive.

Alfred cleared his throat to gain the attention of the two men as he was carrying a tray full of food. "Sorry to interrupt Master Bruce but Master Howlett is obviously in need of nourishment," he said as he placed the tray down on the computer console. Logan dug into the food, like the starving man that he was, barely bothering with the utensils.

Bruce turned and looked at Alfred expecting an explanation. "He came knocking at the door sir in a desperate state and he clearly knew you and your secret so I took him in. Besides, I would never turn away a person in such dire need."

"Is that why he is wearing my clothes as well?" Bruce asked his butler.

Alfred nodded his head. "I am afraid his were in a sorry state but luckily you two are about the same size." Alfred whispered. Bruce knew luck had very little to do with it.

Logan looked up from the food and paused a moment to swallow before growling, "I'm hungry, not deaf so please stop talking about me as if I am not here." With that statement he returned to his eating.

"I need to change so why don't you finish your meal and I will be back in about fifteen minutes." Bruce said to him as he headed for the Cave's locker room. He removed his batsuit and stored it in a cabinet then he took a quick shower. He pondered what Logan had told him so far. Logan's world was being over run with those heartless Sentinels. He thought about what could've happened here if they hadn't stopped them and Bruce shuddered at the thought. How were those Sentinels built without anyone noticing them? He knew from his link with Logan's mind that there was meta, or mutant as they call them in his universe, hatred on his world. A hell of a lot more than was here as mutants were often ostracized and feared by the public.

Maybe a shadow government was responsible. The Question had found some intel on a shadow organization set up to monitor the Justice League especially now that they had increased their numbers. He called it Cadmus. The information he had been gathering was actually starting to worry Bruce. If this was happening here where metas were more liked he was sure that it was probably worse in Logan's universe. He exited the shower and took a lose pair of black jogging pants and a matching sweat shirt from one of the lockers. He quickly dressed and put on socks and gym shoes before returning to his computer and Logan.

Logan was still sitting in his chair drinking a beer with a very satisfied look on his face.

"Wish we had an Alfred at the mansion." Logan said before a look of pain crossed his face.

Bruce surmised that something bad had befallen the mutant's home but he refrained from asking. He knew the pain of losing your family right before your eyes. He gave Logan a moment to settle his emotions before telling him something he had been wanting to say since he arrived in the cave, "Get out of my chair."

Logan raised an eyebrow and smirked as if challenging Bruce to make him move.

"If you want my help you will move... NOW!" Bruce threatened. Logan sighed and rolled his eyes but he did vacate the chair. Bruce took his seat and started to look at the list of supplies Logan had typed into the computer.

"This is quite a list of supplies. It is going to cost me a lot of money especially for the pharmaceuticals." he grumbled.

Logan just smiled at him. "I know you can afford it. This is just a drop in the bucket compared to what you spend on Batwings in a year." Logan teased which earned him a glare from Bruce.

"I maybe rich, but some of this stuff is going to take time to get. The medical supplies will take at least week..." Bruce sighed. "I don't mind spending the money but I will have to route the orders through some dummy corporations and government red tape can slow down getting large supplies of drugs but I'll see what I can do." Logan nodded his head in understanding. Logan knew he would help them, that was Bruce's way, he just liked to grumble about it.

Bruce started typing rapidly pulling up files and then placing orders. He soon had everything ordered and it would all be delivered to a few warehouses on the edge of Gotham. He used some short cuts to expedite the delivery.

"Okay that is done. Now I would like to see what you have on the USB drive," he said as he held out his hand. Logan handed it over to him. Bruce shoved it into the console and started to read the information on it.

Basically the Sentinel's appeared almost out of nowhere according to a newspaper article contained on the drive. Strangely the Sentinels hadn't immediately gone after the mutant population but hit military bases around the world first. Only a few countries were able to repel the Sentinel's for a while. America was the last military to hold out.

Bruce continued to read, the Sentinel's numbered close to 250,000 at last count. He turned and looked at Logan in shock.

"How could they build so many in such little time?" Bruce asked him in awe. Logan shrugged his shoulders.

"Beats me Bub, reliable news has been hard to come by as of late since most news agencies have been destroyed. Most of the information we have is nearly three weeks old. There could be millions of them by now." Logan said as he tightened his fists. Bruce turned back and read more.

Bruce continued to read and started to believe that his theory that a shadow organization in the government was responsible. Most of the politicians had been strangely supportive of the new Sentinel's assuring the public that they were there to protect them in case of a mutant uprising. Hell they allowed the Sentinel's access to their military bases, that was until they turned on the men and women that allowed them access to the bases. Bruce shook his head at the images on the drive. The Sentinel's looked almost like the ones from here, but colored slightly differently with a slightly different design. Then one picture made Bruce's blood run cold.

He stared at the image of a destroyed Sentinel, its power core was kryptonite. Bruce looked at Logan and Bruce knew now that this technology came from this universe.

"How did you get here. I destroyed the portal in South America?" Bruce finally asked him.

"An old Indian named Forge got the plans for the portal from Hank before..." Logan paused and swallowed hard before continuing. "He created it. I will return tomorrow night and come back when the shipment is ready." Bruce nodded his head in understanding.

"Tomorrow we will talk to the League about assembling a team to go back with you to help."

Logan rubbed his chin before he stated, "Listen, this is our fight... I just came here to get supplies which is more than enough help..." Bruce held up a hand to stop Logan from talking.

"You helped us, we will help you. Besides I can't let that much kryptonite exist as it could kill Superman and Supergirl if ever brought to this universe." Bruce told him.

"You care very much for your friends," Logan said as he took a deep breath. He sniffed the air a few times and smiled. "And I can tell you care about that long legged beauty in the star-spangled panties. Her scent is all over the Cave." Logan gave Bruce a lecherous look which earned him another glare from Bruce.

"We have a mission to accomplish, my personal life is off limits." Bruce said heatedly.

"We shared memories bub, nothing is off limits to me concerning you. I saw all those hot dreams that you had about Diana, kinda makes the sex you had with Selina seem tame in comparison though I wouldn't complain about having Selina in my bed. So was Diana as sweet as you imagined?" Logan asked with a lecherous smile then said. "I honestly don't know how you got any sleep thinking about those juicy..."

Bruce stood up in a fit of rage knocking his chair over in the process but Logan just started laughing. Bruce then gave him an evil smile and said, "Well your dreams about Jean and Ororo were worse. I wonder if they know that you fantasize about them doing...."

"Shut the fuck up, you made your point," Logan growled. They both glared at each other for a second before moving on.

"When can we have this meeting with the Justice League?" Logan asked to clear the tension between the two of them.

"I should be able to arrange it for tomorrow evening." Bruce stated as he sat back down and started to type up an email to the other six founding members. Logan watched as Bruce typed up his professional email to the group.

"Not going to send the Princess a special one?" Logan teased which actually caused Bruce to chuckle, their animosity of a few minutes ago gone, as he finished typing the email and sending it to them.

"Why would I have to, she has breakfast here nearly every morning." Bruce said before powering down the computer. Once that was done he stood up and said.

"Guess your going to need a bed for the night. I will have Alfred show you to one of the guest rooms upstairs." Bruce said as he motioned for Logan to follow him.

"Your playing with fire." a female voice stated.

"She still thinks the illusion is real right?" the man asked with a little concern.

"She does, but her mind is hard to control and there is something there even I can't get past..." she sighed deeply. "Listen I sense a powerful force within her, don't push her too hard."

"Don't fret, we are the masters of this world now. Nothing can stop us." He laughed loudly. His plans for world domination were coming to fruition. Keeping the Sentinels from everyone's eyes had cost a bundle but now money had no meaning when you had the world under your control.