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It was dark and cold, the fog over Gotham thick through the night, Wayne Manor softly burning in the distance as the plane shot into the night sky.
Bruce and Cass were piloting the bat-plane, one of the few pieces of tech they hadn’t had to burn upon fleeing the country. Their public identities were burned, released to every major news site planet wide.
Superman, Wonder Woman and their associated sidekicks had gotten burned too. The super-hero community was waiting with baited breath to see who would get burned next.
Dick having been on duty in Bludhaven, had taken the brunt of the public’s physical abuse with a dislocated shoulder (recently relocated) and two fractured ribs had slumped exhausted onto Jason’s shoulder not five minutes after entering the plane.
Jason had a split lip and a cut across his right cheekbone from hauling him out of the fight, he’d wrapped his knuckles when they boarded but they were starting to bleed through the gauze.
Damian, sitting in resolute silence had soot smeared across his clothes, hands and face, he hadn’t spoken since saying goodbye to Alfred.
Stephanie and Duke had thankfully been on an op in china and would meet them somewhere along the line.
Babs had teleported directly to the watchtower via zeta beam after the news broke to start running damage control.
Alfred… Alfred had taken the second bat-plane and the animals and was heading to parts unknown. His absence was felt deeply by all present.
Tim realized that this was the first time that he’d truly been without a nest to run back to, Conner had called two hours before they’d taken off, he, Kara and Clark had gone to the fortress, and Diana had taken Cassie and gone to Themyscira.
The plane could stay in the air for forty eight hours before refueling but right now they had no destination, nowhere to hide, and nowhere to run. Every villain in the world was gunning for them.