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Gotham City after midnight.
All the good people of Gotham are snug in their beds.
But there are still plenty of other things up and about...
...plotting, planning, scheming, lurking in the shadows.
Cat, rats...
...and bats.
You're giving bats a bad name, Man-Bat.
Jewel theft isn't your style.
Who put you up to this?
My robo-penguin.
Penguin. You just had to get your filthy flippers on all this ice.
Ha, ha. "lce."
Diamonds are ice and penguins live on icebergs. Ha!
That voice. The Penguin has enlisted the help of the alien?
I always knew the most powerful man on the planet would turn up in Gotham one day.
And as power tends to corrupt all men...
...I see the Superman is no different.
Ha, ha. l didn't know you were such a kidder.
I'm not here to help the Penguin. No, no. l've come to introduce myself.
And lend a helping, neighborly hand, of course.
I don't need help, not with a little fish like Penguin.
-Aah! -Or with Joker.
The Joker is here. How did you--?
I don't need your x-ray vision to see that evil is always lurking nearby.
Well, so Flash, Wonder Woman, Aquaman, Cyborg...
...and a bunch of us superheroes are forming a justice league.
And we were thinking since you're kind of a superhero too....
A superhero club? Seriously?
For an all-powerful alien, you think like a small-town farm boy.
Uh, Man-Bat is--
I am perfectly capable of handling all of this by myself.
Do you want me to melt that thing down with my heat-vision?
Really, it'd be no trouble.
Huh? Oh.
I told you to stay out of it.
Oh, sorry.
And as for your club...
...I, Batman, will never join the Justice League.
Is that clear enough?
All right. Fine, Batman. You don't have to shout.
I do have super-hearing, you know.
Uh-oh.
If l may say so, sir, Superman seems like a splendid chap.
Perhaps you should reconsider joining his Justice League.
You forget, Alfred, l work alone.
I am a shadow. Protector of all, but friend to no one.
I am a solitary spirit of vengeance who walks the night alone and--
Still no information about the disappearance of Superman.
Metropolis is panicking. Crooks are escaping justice.
Hundreds of cats are stuck in trees. Superman, we need you.
I may not trust this alien, but when the Man of Steel goes missing...
...I wanna know why.
Criminals across the globe have ample reason to take out Superman.
Or worse, turn him against us.
But how can I scour the entire planet for clues? Ugh.
I hate to do it, but I have no choice.
Hey, wow, Batman. Are you calling about joining the league?
No. I'm calling because Superman has mysteriously disappeared.
He could be anywhere, which means we have to search everywhere.
So-- Are you even listening to me?
Of course. And l'm painting.
I find this kind of hobby really helps me slow down and appreciate life.
It's called multitasking. Anyway, I'm happy to help.
Fine. l'm sending you my coordinates.
-How soon can you--? -I'm ready now.
Look, l just painted this for you. It'll really brighten up the cave.
Wakey-wakey, Superman.
Hey. Where am l?
Come out of those shadows and show yourself.
Ha, ha. You just got your hands on Kryptonite-laced cell bars.
You're my prisoner. There is no escape.
Anything to report, Flash?
Nothing in China.
Nothing in Switzerland.
Nothing in Mexico, amigo.
But check it out, partner. I started doing landscapes.
Ice on the pyramids. That can only mean one thing...
...your old nemesis, Captain Cold, is up to no good.
Yep. Captain Cold is right there zapping that ancient ruin thingy.
An obelisk.
Whatever it is, he's not gonna get it.
Flash, wait.
Whoa, whoa, whoa!
Ow!
Grr! I'll fix you, Batman.
-Flash! -See, Bats?
If you were in the league, it could be like this all the time.
Ha, ha. You shouldn't talk while driving, speedster.
Now, quit it.
No more Batarangs. No more Batarangs.
Flash!
That ought to help cool your heels while l make off with the obelisk.
What? But how?
Naturally, you couldn't know that I was wearing...
...my special super-thermal-heated over-underwear.
Then l'll turn your brain into a frozen slushie.
Good thing Flash's super friction melted this sand into highly reflective glass.
Hmm.
Hmm. Strange. Atlantean hieroglyphics.
Gone.
Looks like l'm forced to make another call.
You called the right undersea monarch, Batman.
I'm not just a member of the Justice League-- Which you really ought to join by the way.
-I'm also the king of Atlantis, you know?
Wanna find out anything about my realm? I'm the guy to talk to.
So you've mentioned, Aquaman. Repeatedly.
I've got strange energy readings at 1 0 o'clock.
lt's my old foe Black Manta trying to steal that pitchfork thingy...
...from a statue of some old sea god or something.
-The sacred trident of Poseidon? -Yes. That's it. Ha, ha.
I knew that. We have a lot of gods.
Put down that pitchfork-- Trident. --Manta.
Attack.
My sea-creature telepathy will halt this attack.
These sharks don't seem to be obeying me.
Hey. Sea king over here.
Sea king.
It's no use, Aquaman.
They're robo-sharks. I'll lead them away, you stop Manta.
Don't worry, I'll finish him off quickly.
-"Finish"? Get it? -Ugh.
[ALARM BEEPING THEN BATMAN GROANS]
I lose more Bat-subs this way.
Fire in the hole.
Three, two, one.
It'll never be yours, Manta.
This trident is a precious symbol of ancient Atlantis.
Also, it keeps the statue of Poseidon from falling over!
[AQUAMAN GRUNTS THEN MANTA LAUGHS]
Ha, ha. Oh!
Let that be a lesson to you, Manta. The king of Atlantis always, uh....
Uh, I don't feel so good.
Mine, mine, mine.
And there's no one to stop me this ti--
What?
You lose, Manta.
What's happening to me?
Batman, stop it.
Hmm. Curiouser and curiouser.
Superman. Flash. Where are we?
We're in a power-nullifying cage of some kind, Aquaman.
And no way out. I've checked 52 million times.
Well, let's see if these bars can withstand the Atlantean might of the king of Atlantis.
Those bars are designed to drain the moisture from your body...
...leaving you a fish out of water. Ha, ha!
Fools. Your powers are nothing to me. You're doomed.
There's only one who can save you all. Ha, ha.
Captain, look.
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