The Call

I was helping J'onn at the Watchtower when the call from Nightwing came. We had a quick conversation. Before he ended the call he told me: "He needs you to join the fight, Big Blue. That should tell you how serious this has gotten." After the conversation ended, I stepped out of the Watchtower to clear my head.

 

I still remember the last time I offered to help, back when Gotham had been declared a "No Man's Land". I had visited the city to restore some degree of order, but I quickly and painfully realized that the city's current state of anarchy and "might-makes-right" required a greater effort than the "quick-fix" I had been expecting.

 

The Earth looks so peaceful and beautiful from up here. I sometimes fly up here to remind myself why I chose to be Superman. With that, I've made my decision. I'm flying down to Gotham. It's time to bring hope back to the city, they've been living in darkness for far too long.

 

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EDIT: Forgot to mention this is piggybacking on Jeff's A Breath of Fresh Air story. Oh look at that, continuity. :D

 

C&C welcomed and appreciated.

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