The Launchpad

Tina had to help stuff you into the suit since you couldn’t do much with your hands. You’d never worn kevlar before and was surprised by how light it was.

“It’s lined with a meta-carbon super alloy,” she explained, pulling up the last zipper. “It’s extra protection from bullets and slashing weapons but lighter than kevlar. It’s even resistant to some forms of magic.” Well it looked mostly like sleek dark military wear, not some colourful spandex suit and you were grateful for that much. “Look, this will protect you but… you just need to find Diana, take her to a safe place and administer her dose. Don’t try to do anything crazy. ”

Her worrying over you was sweet, but you didn’t like seeing the anxiousness on her face. “Don’t do anything stupid,” she added. She eyed your self-inflicted injuries meaningfully.

“I’ll be fine,” you assured her, ignoring that last part. “I’ll have someone from the Justice League with me!” That part was actually a little exciting. Not so much that the cold lump of dread in the pit of your stomach would go away, but it was a distraction at least. “Who did Cyborg send? Superman? Batman?”

“Offworld and off the map,” answered the Doctor. “Lantern’s out in deep space too. The Flashes are… somewhere in the timestream. Martian Manhunter is dealing with something out past Jupiter… why are all of Earth’s mightiest never on Earth?” The frustration in Tina’s voice almost stopped it shaking. “And I have no idea who’s left or who’s coming. Whoever it is, they better be good. Diana’s life depends on it...”

As if on cue there came a sound that made you both turn. Your escort had arrived.