There's no time!

Shayera's a tough customer, but you couldn't afford to waste any time waiting for her to recover quickly. You called the Watchtower, for J'onn to collect one 'downed Justice League', as you described her, in sixty seconds. You then got her all cleaned up, and had redressed her just in time. She disappeared in that teleportation beam, and J'onn advised that you should wait for backup. "Sorry, J'onn. I can't afford to wait." You turned off your comms while Manhunter tried reasoning with you. You ran on ahead, heading for Lex's building of many businesses.

At the rooftop, Star Sapphire paced anxiously back and forth while Cheetah sat on the ledge like a cat. They waited a bit impatiently for the mobile satellite device to arrive. "I still don't see why we couldn't have went with Humanite and company. We could easily take down an amateurish ninja, if what Luthor said was true."

"Humanite figured," Cheetah answered, "that whoever would come to stop them, supers or humans, would end up stiff on the ground to be disposed of quickly after." Just then, Humanite arrived with the device and the tray carrier he carted it with.

"There you are," Star huffed.

"Please," he scoffed. "Shade is handling the recent Leaguer as we speak." He began setting up the device, adjusting it so that the satellite dish was aimed over the horizon towards the mountains. The charging sequence was underway, and the data based on the formula was inputted into the computer, ready to spread through the internet and affect much more people: by television, by radio, all things media!