Chapter 505: RIP Birds

Chapter 505: RIP Birds

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Since the Joker's escape, the Justice League had been on high alert. Their patrols had intensified, blanketing the world with their presence. News channels buzzed with reports of Justice League sightings, but the public remained in the dark about the real reason behind these activities. All they knew was that something grave was afoot, given the League's unprecedented mobilization.

Back in the Watchtower, Batman and Superman returned with their loved ones. For Superman, that meant bringing his elderly parents, Jonathan and Martha Kent, to the space station. He had decided it was best to keep them away from Kent Farm for the time being. It was an unusual sight for the elderly couple as they were teleported, via the boom tube, up to a space station filled with all sorts of high-tech marvels that they didn't come close to understanding.

Jonathan Kent scratched his head, his eyes wide as he marveled at the advanced surroundings. "Son, is this the Watchtower you've told us about? What's going on here? Why the rush to get us out of the house?"

Superman exchanged a knowing glance with Lois, who was waiting for their arrival. "Yes, Mom, Dad, this is the Watchtower, a safe place for now." He then motioned to Lois. "And as you already know, this is Lois. We'll explain everything shortly."

As they showed Jonathan and Martha around and explained why they were brought to the Watchtower, Clark and Lois noticed a sense of bewilderment on the elderly couple's faces. However, as the couple shared their concerns about the situation, Clark and Lois decided to reveal a piece of joyful news to smooth things over.

"Mom, Dad, there's something important we wanted to tell you," Clark began, a warm smile on his face. "Lois and I are going to have a baby."

The revelation had an instantaneous and miraculous effect. Jonathan and Martha's concerns about everything they've learned simply melted away. Tears of joy welled up in Martha's eyes as she pulled Lois into a heartfelt embrace. "Oh, that's wonderful, dear!"

Jonathan clapped Clark on the back, his eyes glistening with pride. "You're going to make a great father, son. I know it."

In that moment, the worries of the outside world faded away as the Kents celebrated a new member of their family. It was a brief respite from the turmoil they had found themselves embroiled in.

Meanwhile, in another part of the Watchtower, Batman was handling his own delicate situation. He had brought his most important people as well. Robin, Batgirl, and even Alfred, whom he had coerced into donning one of his old Batsuits to help hide his identity, which made the poor old man look like some sort of elderly trick or treater on Halloween.

The reason for the suit was simple, Alfred's identity is forever linked to Bruce Wayne. And although Bruce's identity may be compromised, that doesn't mean he would throw away all precautions.

As he settled them into their temporary quarters, Robin and Batgirl couldn't help but voice their discontent. "We don't need protection," Robin argued. "We've handled ourselves pretty well so far."

Batgirl chimed in, crossing her arms. "Yeah, we're not helpless, you know."

"Well, you could have fooled me."Batman looked at both of his protégé's with a heavy dose of skepticism. "Did I or did I not just pick you two up from a GPD prison cell?"

"That's not our fault!" Batgirl exclaimed in protest.

Robin nodded his head. "Yeah, it was that a*shole who knocked us out after stealing our comms."

"Excuses..." Bruce shook his head. "The fact that you were arrested is no one's fault but your own. And because of that, I'll be increasing both of your training schedules."

""What?!"" Both sidekicks exclaimed in dread.

"Joker brought friends?" Bizarro grumbled, his voice distorted and twisted. "Me fight you now."

Hawkman and Hawkgirl shared a quick, concerned glance before they surged into action. Hawkman lunged at Bizarro first, his mace swinging through the air with the intent to strike a powerful blow.

Bizarro, however, moved with astonishing speed. He dodged Hawkman's attack effortlessly, then retaliated with a crushing punch to Hawkman's midsection, sending him hurtling backward into a brick wall. The impact left cracks in the wall, and Hawkman slumped to the ground, groaning in pain.

Hawkgirl, undeterred by her partner's plight, lunged at Bizarro, her mace whirling around her like a deadly weapon. She aimed for his head, hoping to disorient him.

But Bizarro was ready. With his superhuman reflexes, he caught her mace in mid-air with one hand and yanked it from her grasp. His other hand snaked out, gripping her by the throat and hoisting her into the air.

Hawkgirl struggled, her wings flapping frantically, but Bizarro's strength was overwhelming. He grinned sadistically, reveling in her futile resistance. "You weak," he sneered.

Hawkman, having recovered from the wall collision, lunged at Bizarro again, his wings spread wide. But Bizarro was too fast, shifting his grip on Hawkgirl and using her as a shield. Hawkman's attack struck his partner instead, sending her sprawling to the ground, dazed and bleeding.

The fight was completely one-sided, a brutal display of Bizarro's power. Hawkman and Hawkgirl tried their best, but they were outmatched in every way. Bizarro battered them relentlessly, his blows striking with bone-crushing force. They were left battered and bloody, on the verge of death, their wings tattered and broken.

As Bizarro continued his assault, the Joker watched with sadistic glee, reveling in the first of many hits he had orchestrated on behalf of his new club. It was a nightmarish encounter, a brutal reminder that even the mightiest of heroes could be brought to their knees with the right weapon.

Flashback End

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Batman and Superman arrived at the grim scene too late. The perpetrators were already gone, leaving behind a the bloodied forms of Hawkman and Hawkgirl in the middle of the street.

Rushing to check them over, Batman soon came to a startling and soul crushing realization. "They're dead..."

Superman knelt by their side, his eyes filled with sorrow and regret. His super-hearing confirmed what his friend had already told him... there was no heartbeat, no breath. They had bled out from their wounds, their lives extinguished.

"We're too late..." Clark muttered in regret.

Batman stood silently, his fists clenched, feeling the heavy weight of their loss. 'Did the Joker do this?' He wondered, regretting his past actions more and more.

As they beat themselves up for being too slow to intervene, their comm devices buzzed with urgency. A chorus of emergency beacons were going off, each signal representing a fellow member of the Justice League in distress. Instantly, the realization struck Batman like a bolt of lightning.

"The League is under attack," he declared, his eyes wide in shock.

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Whilst Peter and Tony worked on repairing their ship, the earpieces they stole from Batman's minions suddenly started going off like crazy.

"What the hell is goin on?" Tony asked as he turned off his blowtorch.

Peter sighed and tossed his screwdriver aside. "No idea, but it's probably not good."

A/N: 1917 words :) No offense to Hawkgirl and Hawkman, but they are my least favorite DC characters, so they were chosen for the chopping block. RIP

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