Chapter 131:

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Chapter 131:

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[David Lance POV]

Aimlessly, I walked through the forest Klarion had left me in for hours, growing ever so desperate to find some sign of civilization as time went by.

Eventually, my aimless exploration paid off as I found myself face to face with a path leading out of the forest. It was a dirt road, barely more than a path, but by the way, it was shaped, it was easy to tell that it was a way out.

Smiling, I quickened my pace, eager to escape the forestal prison that encased me. But as I walked, I couldn't help feeling a sense of unease growing larger and larger as the seconds passed.

Keeping my pace, I shook off the feeling and continued running down the path until I found myself face to face with an empty highway, a sign standing in front of me.

I stopped, giving the sign a look. [Washington DC - 300 Miles Away].

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Had Klarion really just teleported me to a random forest close to Washington DC? So much effort for that?

It felt off.

Taking a deep breath, I shook my head, trying to clear my mind as I started to walk toward Washington DC; however, with each step, a cold breathing-taking chill ran down my spine until I was forced to come to a full stop.

My newest superpower was going crazy, haywire, telling me to go in the opposite direction.

I guess it would be best to listen, but unless I see the threat, I won't know how to plan and react accordingly. Reminding myself of Batman's words, I walked back into the forest, deciding to run a few miles inside the forest before putting on a civilian attire to continue my path.

As I walked back into the forest and started running, the unease remained, but it was now calm compared to before, like a whisper instead of a shout in my ear.

My heart sank into my stomach as the old man's words sunk in. I was in the world of Injustice.

This wasn't my earth, my reality.

As the realization hit me, my heart started racing, and my breathing became erratic. I was in a world where the Joker had nuked Metropolis, destroying the city and robbing Superman of everything, I was in a world where Superman had gone mad with grief.

"Are you okay, son?" The old man asked, looking at me with concern. "You don't look so good."

I nodded, trying to clear my mind as I took a few deep breaths.

The old man looked at me for a few more moments before sighing and shaking his head. "Young people nowadays." He muttered before turning his attention back to the road.

I sat in silence for the rest of the ride. I know knew, with every cell of my being, this would probably be the last moment of peace I had, for a storm was brewing for me right ahead.

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[Batman - Injustice - POV]

I looked out the window, arms crossed. The wind was howling outside, and the trees were swaying. In the distance, I could see lightning and hear the thunder crashing as a storm started to brew in the city.

"Batsy!" Harley greeted, entering the room.

I turned to face her. "Harley, I need you to investigate something for me."

Harley cocked her head to the side, biting her lower lip before asking. "What is it?"

I handed her a paper with coordinates. "I received an SOS call near Washington DC. What really got my attention was that whoever sent this call was using an old line, one I don't use anymore because of the Regime."

Harley took the coordinates from me. "Sure thing, Batsy! Is whoever I'm supposed to bonk still here, or do I have to go commando super serious and stuff?"

"Unlikely. Whoever sent the signal turned the tracking off," I replied, wondering who this unknown was. I knew it wasn't the Regime. However, that didn't mean whoever this unknown was, wasn't an enemy.

"Well, I'll see what I can find!" Harley said with a salute before leaving the room.