Justice League: War Page #2

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My outfit makes me feel powerful too.

We better get going.

Yes, off to see this president you speak of.

Dad, it's just me.

Hey, I know how busy you are. I just really

thought you'd keep your promise this time.

By the way, we won tonight.

Talk to you later. I love you.

- Played a hell of a game today, Victory.

- We're grabbing a slice. You down?

No, I gotta go see my dad.

Hey, you were in my dad's seat.

Didn't look like he was using it.

You see a kid run through here?

Hmm.

- Thanks for that.

- Yeah, don't sweat it.

Awesome game today.

Superstar QB Victory Stone

brings in the win single-handedly.

Ah. No, not quite.

What do you mean? You threw

that last touchdown pass, like, 43 yards.

Doesn't matter if there's not someone

on the other end to make the catch.

Must be nice

to trust someone else that much.

Hey, I should go. Nice meeting you, Victory.

- Tell your dad he's got some great seats.

- Yeah, I will.

Hey, where's my...?

- Son of a...

- Yes.

Victory. Victory.

Superman's close.

- I've been tracking his flight path.

- Pfft.

On what? Your own satellite?

- I was kidding. You have a satellite?

- Here he comes.

First one to the building is...

Ugh, I really hate that guy.

Wait here. I got this.

No offense. You'd just get in the way.

Here's the plan.

Green Lantern kicks Superman's ass.

TMZ's got the video.

So, what can you do?

I can still see you.

The creature that attacked me

had one of those boxes you have.

A friend of yours, I assume?

He blew up. So I'll ask you.

- What are these boxes for?

- Ugh.

- Talk while you still can.

- Unh.

Trying to.

Round two, flyboy.

Lantern, no!

Chains? You're funny.

We won't stop him. He's pissed off.

We have to talk to him.

Talk to him?

Lantern, focus. You stop concentrating

and that shield breaks apart.

Shut up.

- This guy is gonna kill us.

- No, he won't.

You bruise but you don't kill, do you, Clark?

You've made your point, heh...

...Bruce Wayne.

Who the hell is Bruce Wayne?

We think it's alien.

Well, it's not Kryptonian.

Worth a shot.

Hey, hey, what happened?

We're done fighting?

Alien is relative, by the way.

It's a big universe.

Let's move.

Man, what is it with you and sewers?

Someone is strategically placing

these boxes.

We have to find out who and why

before it's too late.

Desaad, what do you have

to report from our agents on Earth?

Sire, the powerful one

has found a Mother Box.

The one they mistakenly call Superman.

And?

These defenders have sprung up

like antibodies to protect their planet.

We are in danger

of losing the element of surprise, my lord.

I humbly ask

that you move up your timetable.

Let the invasion begin.

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