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'The field is down!' Clark's triumphant voice came through the comm-link.

'Where are J'ohn and Diana?' Bruce asked, as he tied up several unconscious Thanagarians. The others can taken the Watchtower by storm, and as Bruce had been sorting through Shayera's files, the only parts of the fight he had seen were flashes of green and bodies flying through the air. Although, he had destroyed their ships after setting the ship down, and zapped a lone officer who had tried to get aboard his aircraft.

'Still dealing with the hawkmen,' he said. 'I'm going to join them and see if I can help out- if Diana has left any for me.'

'Hro Talak?' Batman knew John was wanting a fight with him, but he hoped Superman had beaten him to it.

'Rolled over,' Clark told him.

'Rolled over?' Bruce asked doubtfully. From his experiences with Thanagarians, they didn't just roll over. Especially if the Thanagarian in question was the Commander of their army.

'He was pretty compliant after I took his mace and threw him into the force field around the kill-switch,' Superman replied nonchalantly. Bruce could tell he was smiling.

'Unconcious people tend to be like that.'

'I s-' Superman cut off abruptly.

'Superman, come in,' Bruce said clearly, fiddling with his earpiece.

'Sorry, Batman. Diana-' there was a loud crash, '-missed a few of them.'

'Take care of them,' Batman said. 'Flash, Green Lantern and Hawkgirl have dealt with the Thanagarians in the Watchtower.'

'Hawkgirl?'

'She switched sides after finding out about the depth of their plans,' he said as he reached for another line. 'She brought back GL's ring and construction plans for the device. I'll have one of the others fill you in later.' He hit the power button, cutting off any reply of Superman's.

A bright yellow and red blur better known as Flash came streaking towards him. Batman said nothing and simply held out the unconscious Thanagarians for him to take.

'That's pretty much all of them,' Flash told him, pulling the hawkmen over his shoulder.

'Be sure,' Batman warned, 'check all the rooms.'

Flash groaned exaggeratedly before departing. Batman made his way down, towards the escape pods. Shayera and John were pulling a few inside, and Flash returned with two over his shoulder.

'That's the last of them!' he said brightly, tossing the hawkmen inside and onto the pile of unconcious Thanagarians in the corner.

Batman backed out of the pod. Flash was checking a knot. Shayera and John were deep in conversation. Bruce hit the close button, and the pod sealed shut. 'Good.'

'Bats?' Flash asked, whipping around. 'What are you doing?!' He pounded a fist against the glass.

'Destroying the generator,' he said, entering coordinates, 'using the Watchtower.' He hoped Flash wouldn't try to vibrate through the door, because he wouldn't be able to. The pod was lined with a special material- a defence for a rogue Flash, if the pods had to be used to contain him, or to keep him out. 'I'll have to guide it to target myself.'

'Batman!' John called, as Shayera started hitting the glass, to no effect. 'I can use my ring to guide it- you don't have to-!'

'The Watchtower would lose momentum and veer off course,' Batman told him. He had considered the idea himself. He hit the release button, but pressed the intercom so they would hear him. 'It has been an honor to work with you three.'

'What about Robin?!' he heard Flash shout.

He hit the intercom button, turning it off. Richard would understand with time. Feeling a heavy weigh build in his chest, Bruce swallowed, before forcing it down and making for the controls.

Time to pull this hunk of metal out of orbit and drop it onto their little science project.

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'Superman!' Flash's desperate voice echoed over the comm-link. 'Diana! John! Anyone?!'

'Flash, what is it?'

'Bats! He kicked us out of the Watchtower andhe'sgoingtocrashitintothegeneratoranddestroyita nddie!'

'Flash, slow down!' Clark called. 'What's wrong with Batman?'

'He's guiding the Watchtower to target- as in; he's in the Watchtower heading for the generator!'

Clark froze in midair. He wouldn't… Yes, he would.

Superman wheeled around, thrust both arms in front of him, and shot forwards, flying over cities in seconds. He headed for the Thanagarian construction site.

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Beads of sweat rolled down Batman's face.

He had a maybe a few minutes left, before the Watchtower collided with the generator and everything went up in smoke. The Watchtower wouldn't change course now, but the escape pods were gone and Bruce had no way of leaving. He had his suspicious that Clark would come after him, however.

That or Diana will have me resurrected and kill me herself, Bruce mused.

Two minutes before impact.

Smoke was billowing from the monitors. Bruce decided he would install smoke masks in the next Watchtower (if he lived through the destruction of this one), because breathing was becoming difficult. Alfred would probably make him wash his uniform this time when he got whiff of it.

Batman coughed, trying to keep his watering eyes on target.

There was no air- only smoke.

Bruce was beginning to fall out of consciousness.

His head began the throb painfully.

His blurry vision was being occupanied by spots.

He needed air and there was only smoke.

His heavy eyelids finally had their way and closed, turning the world black…

…The chair jolted violently...

…Bruce was weightless…

…No more smoke…

Bruce took several deep breaths and looked up. An enormous mushroom cloud was in the sky ahead of him, and silhouetted against it was Clark.

'Always the hero,' Superman said, helping him up.

Bruce gave the closest thing to a smile as he could when in his Batman uniform, 'Right back at you.'

Bruce had consulted the radio and was pleased to hear that Hro Talak had led the Thanagarians off planet. It had been made very clear that Hawkgirl would not be welcomed back by her people, but if Diana and the others could forgive her (and if she could forgive herself) then she wouldn't need Thanagar anymore.

It was over and they had won.

Superman flew them to Metropolis, where the others were waiting atop a S.T.A.R Labs building. Wonder Woman was eyeing Shayera as if she was waiting for her to turn and attack one of the others, not that he blamed her for it. He knew he would have his reservations too.

'Batman! Superman!' Flash grinned when he saw them. 'We thought you were going to end up a Bat-kebab!' he said throwing his arms around Bruce. Batman stayed very still, and upon realising what he'd done, jumped back flushing. He yelped an apology and hid behind Green Lantern, who was laughing.

'No faith at all,' Superman told Bruce as he lowered onto the rooftop.

Diana came forwards and planted a kiss on Bruce's cheek. She looked relieved to see him.

'Princess,' he said by way of greeting, trying to hide a grin.

Wrapping her arms around his neck, she leant forwards again. 'So, when do we get to meet Robin?' Diana whispered.

Bruce sighed as he saw mischief written all over her face. He turned his head slightly and looked past her to give Flash a withering look.

I'll get you back for this.

A small part of him was still a little relieved that he hadn't had to tell her himself.

Warm morning sun peaked over the horizon. Batman was a night creature and a morning appearance with the Justice League might be pushing it.

Still, things could be worse.