They go to the Ravagers' HQ

For perhaps most of the vigilantes and even some of the Justice Society, it would have been difficult for them to scale the headquarters of the Ravagers. It was a former World Army base retrofitted into a skyscraper from the ruins of a Parademon mothership. Really, only the Green Lantern would have been able to go to the Ravagers' headquarters and easily crush it to squeeze out Grant. Clearly, though, the Revolutionary was either beneath him or had not yet been brought to his attention.

As Fury and Grace reached the top of the Revolutionary's Tower, they looked down at Star City. It was a city of dark ash and shadow, with the appearance of law and order present in the city due to the regular patrols of the Ravagers. But there were other factions present within, villainous factions that needed to be scourged. There was anarchy and **** in the streets. That was Grant Wilson's revolution: a city ruled by chaos, where only the strong survived and all the weak died. It was a harrowing lesson of survival of the fittest and to the surprise of nobody, Fury loved the city.

Once they had reached the top, Fury kicked the balcony door off and entered Grant Wilson's office. As he sat at his desk, Grant lazily looked up, regarded the door and returned to the paperwork that he had to fill to keep appeasing the World Council. When Fury finally positioned herself before his desk, thrusting her breasts upwards, did he finally look up to regard her.

"Yes?" he asked, never taking an eye off of her massive breasts.

"I need your help, Revolutionary," said Fury. With that, he got up and took stock of Fury and Grace just as they did him. He was a physically imposing man, with powerful armour with a blue hue and a sword constructed of tenth metal resting on his back. Clearly, Grant Wilson was a lecherous man, but not one to be trifled with. The Miraclo serum that clearly ran through his veins made him even more of a threat.

"And who are you?"

"We are the two last Amazonians," said Fury. "And we need your help if I am to become the new Wonder Woman and join the Justice Society."

"And why would I help you join those meddlers?" asked Grant.

"Because, Revolutionary, us three are also going to be the first three members of an Injustice Society."

"Go on."

"And we can spread your revolution across this globe."