JLA Adventures: Trapped in Time

Now is the hour...

we set into motion cataclysmic change to the planet.

The Legion of Doom shall rule in a new world order.

No one can stop us.

I do not understand, Lex Luthor. I thought we were melting the polar ice caps.

No, my dear Cheetah, the exact opposite.

As those glaciers swell, the world's water level shrinks...

expanding the coastlines of every continent.

Land we already own.

Another brilliant plan from a brilliant mind.

Sorry, Lex, sounds more like an insane plan from a deranged mind...

and we're gonna have to put a stop to it.

Justice League, into action.

Wonder Woman, Flash, Aquaman, get those controls away from Lex.

Cyborg, Batman and Robin with me.

Too bad your mind isn't as fast as your little boots.

We have to destroy those satellites.

Already on it.

What's going on up there? Somebody stop them.

Two down. Three to go.

- Bizarro. - Yes.

Me here not protecting these satellites so Lex's plan not come to workness.

Um, not sure "workness" is a word there, genius.

Me, I'm not genius.

It's Toyman. He's right behind us.

TOYMAN (SINGSONG): My rocket ship's so much better than yours.

Let's see whose toy breaks first. Ha-ha-ha.

Atlantean, you can't win battles armed with a fork.

Don't make me poke a leak in that hard head of yours, Manta.

I'll hold off Bizarro.

You take out those satellites.

If I can plug in, I might be able to shut this thing down.

Stay away from my inventions, you mechanical menace.

I'm putting the Batwing on autopilot.

Should keep Toyman busy while I help Cyborg.

Autopilot? But I can fly this thing easy. I wanna help.

You'll help by staying put. And don't touch anything.

I'm gonna touch whatever I want. I'll touch this button and this button.

BATMAN (OVER COMM): I heard that.

I will shred that pretty face, Amazon.

I have battled harpies with talons as hard as hydro-fangs.

Your little scratches are almost soothing.

Solomon Grundy crush Wonder lady.

Now you shall taste your bitter end, Cyborg.

You don't even know what bitter means.

Oh. "Stay in the Batwing. Stay safe.

Stay out of trouble."

So not fair.

Please refrain from kicking the autopilot controls.

- And have a nice flight. - I'll have whatever kind of flight I want.

Batman's in trouble. Forget this.

- Disengage autopilot. Negative.

Your override clearance is not high enough.

How's my clearance now?

Time to play, little birdie redbreast. Ha-ha-ha.

Huh?

Oh, my.

- I told you to stay in the Batwing. What? I was trying to help.

You almost got yourself killed. How does that help?

I will finish this for Commander Luthor.

The fool is overloading the satellites. He has no idea what he's doing.

Embrace winter eternal!

What? No!

Lend a hand? Anyone?

Me hate toys, so me save you.

Time to go.

Yeah, you better run, you big dumb ape.

Whew. That monkey packs a punch.

Superman, it is Lex.

He's gone.

- We have to find him. - Wait. The blast.

It was too powerful. There's no way he could have survived.

MAN (ON RECORDING): And so the most notorious villain of all time...

...was defeated that day.

As time passed, civilization grew and prosperity flourished...

thanks to the continued heroics of Superman and his Justice League.

Even today in the 31st century...

the mighty Legion of Super-Heroes battle crime and villainy...

in the name of truth and justice.

May the historic accomplishments of Superman be an inspiration to us all.

When's it gonna be our time, Dawnstar?

When do we get to join the Legion of Super-Heroes?

One cannot rush the natural progression of things, Val.

Karate Kid. You're supposed to call me Karate Kid.

If we're ever gonna become full-fledged superheroes...

we can start by sticking to our super-names.

Well, Karate Kid...

if Lightning Lad and the rest of the legion truly believed we were ready...

we would be fighting by their side instead of exploring this museum.

But I've studied every martial art ever invented. I'm ready to go.

What more do they want?

There is much more to being a hero than simply fighting.

Tracking lost cats and blessing them with light doesn't really count as heroics, Dawnstar.

I think it does.

Besides, if the Legion of Super-Heroes feel we are not ready...

then we must patiently trust their wisdom.

Heh. Patience? Please.

Check this guy out.

Oh, whoa. Wait. This is Lex Luthor.

It says here his body was found in the year 2056...

during the big thaw of the second warming.

Heh. Look at him. The leader of the Legion of Doom.

The sign says not to get too close to the exhibits.

The greatest super villain of all time? More like Lex Loser.

There's a weak point in this chunk of ice right here.

I bet with one focused key burst, I can bust him out and wax the floor with his bald head.

Val, please be careful.

He doesn't look so tough.

Val. Karate Kid, stop.

- Hi-ya! - No!

See? I stopped a fraction of an inch before contact.

- I trained for years to learn that trick. - You might have broken the ice.

I didn't, did I?

Come. Let us continue to the next hall.

This side of the museum makes me uncomfortable.

What? Where am I?

What is going on?

Grodd?

Wait. The year 2056.

I've been frozen for nearly a thousand years.

Superman.

MAN (ON RECORDING): It was fate that first bought Superman to our planet.

The innocent baby Kal-El was orphaned...

when his home planet of Krypton ceased to exist.

Fortunately, his space crib was jettisoned to safety and fell to Earth...

where young Superman was recovered in a Kansas cornfield...

by his loving adoptive parents, Martha and Jonathan Kent.

Clark Kent?

I am never going anywhere with you ever again.

Aw, come on. Lighten up, Dawnstar.

Whoa. Look at this creepy thing.

Says here, "Behind this protective barrier sits the eternity glass...

which, as legend has it, was used to bend space and time."

I wish I could use it.

I'd travel to the not-so-distant future, when you and I are members...

of the Legion of Super-Heroes, and I can finally put my fighting skills to use.

Val Armorr, sometimes you are just too exhausting.

I know, right?

Dawnstar!

Time travel, hmm?

Let's see, now. How does this thing work?

Thou has set the Time Trapper free.

Speak thy name and desires.

I am Lex Luthor and I want you to take me back in time.

A thousand years ago, to be exact.

As the sands of time run Thy will shall be done

It actually works.

Stop. Stop, please.

Come along, Time Trapper. We have much to do...

and all the time in the world to do it.

That.... That was Lex Luthor.

Did he really just go back in time?

Why didn't you stop him, Dawnstar?

- I.... - Never mind. Come on.

Solomon Grundy chest hurt. Must be cold, dead heart.

Lex gone. What we do?

Not know. Lex is brains.

With no brains, nobody tell Solomon Grundy what to do.

Or what not do. So, what we do or not do?

I'll tell you what we do. We fight back.

Lex, you here.

Alive and in the flesh. But where is everyone else?

They all afraid. Hiding.

Yeah, they all run away. That why me stay.

Those cowards. I'll have to teach them to never underestimate their brilliant leader.

Solomon Grundy, summon the Legion of Doom immediately.

- Are we truly a thousand years in the past? - Looks like it.

Lex Luthor what thou has asked of me has been done.

Now set me free.

Sorry, Time Trapper, but you work for me now, on a more permanent basis.

With Time Trapper under my control...

we can now erase the Justice League once and for all.

- Come on, let's take him down. - No, wait.

We have no idea what these villains are capable of. If this is the 21st century,

then there are others better suited to defeat these miscreants.

Val, my tracking abilities will lead us to the Justice League...

but if you do not stop squirming, I may drop you.

Just so demeaning.

What gives, Dawnstar? We lost?

Oh, no. We are quite close now. However, we must be cautious.

Remember this is the 21st century, a time of great ruthlessness.

See how they see those torture devices to flagellate themselves with radioactivity?

Barbarians.

Excuse me, can you direct us to the nearest teleportation pod?

Absolutely. You need someplace to go, I tell you. The Hall of Justice maybe.

- How do you know where we're headed? - Yes, how?

Um, I think the wings you have on your back kind of gave it away.

Why don't you just hop in, huh? I get you there.

You are dressed very creatively.

Why is this teleportation taking so long?

Wait, wait, hold on. What about the fare?

Oh, it was better than fair, kind sir. It was a wonderful ride.

Thank you ever so much.

Hey, no. You misunderstand. The money. Okay? The cash, the dough, the greenbacks.

Sorry, pal, we don't have any of these greenbacks you're talking about.

But if it is any consolation, I will now bless your vehicle.

Golden light of Amandares, bless and protect this man in his many travels...