Justice League: Gods and Monsters Page #7

Here's to our treaty and the union

which will seal our bond.

The marriage between

my lovely granddaughter Bekka

and your steadfast son Orion.

In that same spirit, I welcome you

to Apokolips, Highfather.

Tomorrow, at this time, we not only

merge kingdoms, but families.

It's a world of heathens

and brutes, my child.

History will praise

your courage and sacrifice.

The boy seems different,

not like his family.

More thoughtful. He made me uneasy.

This is not the time to waver.

You have a world counting on you.

Yes, I know.

Then get some sleep.

We have a momentous day ahead of us.

What are you doing here?

- I wanted to see you.

- You're not supposed to.

You're going to find out

I'm not much for rules.

I also tend to get my way.

- Hop on.

- No, thank you.

They told me you were a spitfire.

You're not afraid, are you?

- I'm never afraid.

- Then come with me.

I have something I want to show you.

- Better hold tighter than that.

- This is tight enough...

I never knew Apokolips

could hold such beauty.

This is my special spot.

The one place in my world where the sky

is open and you can see the stars.

- This is where I come to think.

- About what?

Life, honor, you.

You and I are the only hope

for our worlds, Bekka.

But there will be treachery everywhere

and we must be prepared.

It's for you. Open it.

It's beautiful.

The blade was forged

by our finest swordsmith.

It's virtually indestructible.

But that's not the most impressive part.

Inside the pommel is a mother box.

It will take you anywhere

you want to go.

It is my wedding gift.

Keep it at your side, always.

The sword will protect you

when I cannot.

By sacred powers invoked

from beyond the source wall,

I now declare your spirits as one.

Come, let's go.

- Bekka!

- It's over. We can be together.

- No!

- It can't be stopped!

You should have gone with her, boy.

You said he could live.

I said I would spare him for you,

but not at the expense of the mission.

Even if he had lived, what life

could you have had with him?

- He was different.

- He was Darkseid's blood,

one of countless bastards

in a line of endless betrayal.

You are one to speak!

You are blood-soaked in betrayal!

Watch your tongue, granddaughter!

If I had to do it over,

I would have warned them all.

I would have shouted to the skies,

"Trust not the monster Highfather.

He is mad with power!"

Silence!

You can still redeem yourself.

There is no redemption for me.

According to my sources,

the forensic evidence is unassailable.

Fang marks in Victor Fries' neck.

Slice impressions on Ray Palmer and the

truck matching Wonder Woman's sword.

Superman's fingerprints embedded in steel

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