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I had the idea for this story for quite some time. And when I heard that DC was actually going to come out with something with a similar premise, I hurried to get this one out first. Most of the characters in this story are owned by DC comics. Justice League Jumble chapter 1 By Morpheus The morning light was beginning to break over the city of Gotham, and a lone figure stood perched atop a gargoyle, his gaze searching the city below. Searching for what, he didn't know, but he'd recognize it when he saw it. A black cape whipped out behind him, caught in the strong grip of the wind, though the Dark Knight seemed not to notice, too focused upon his city, sprawled out beneath him. Finally Batman looked up at the rising sun, deciding that it was time for him to return home. He'd already spent the entire night on patrol, stopping three muggers, a street gang, a would be rapist and one escapee from Arkham Asylum. All in all, it had been a rather slow night. And though the Dark Knight was tempted to continue his work, the sun was quickly rising and daylight was not his element. There would be more work for him once the cloak of night fell over Gotham again. Suddenly something caught his eye and Batman looked out, noticing something in the distant sky, highlighted by the rising sun. He quickly pulled out his binoculars and looked towards what appeared to be a man floating in midair. The floating man, if that truly was what he was, was wearing gray full body armor which seemed oddly like an insects chitenous exoskeleton, except for the gold and green metal belt. The figure had a helmet that covered it's entire head and glowing green lenses where the eyes would be. Three long tentacles that appeared to be made of some gold metal hung from each of it's shoulder blades, twitching back and forth on their own. And still it just floated, slowly moving across the city. Batman stared at the figure and frowned. He didn't recognize this one, either personally or from the Justice League's vast records of meta's. This one was an unknown, and Batman didn't like surprises. Especially not when they might prove a threat to Gotham. Then without a moment's hesitation, Batman was in motion, moving quickly and with near inhuman silence as he made his way towards where he'd left the Batmobile. Within minutes, Batman had made his way to where the mysterious figure floated. Right above the Wayne Foundation Scientific Research building. Above his building. Batman made quickly returned to the building tops, where he was more comfortable, and more effective. The creature was much more visible now, and remained just as much an unknown. The Dark Night frowned, his instincts screaming out to be cautious with this one. Just then, the figure moved. It raised a hand towards the building, releasing a red energy blast that obliterated the buildings wall. A huge gaping hole was now visible in the side of the building. Bruce Wayne's building. This only made Batman more determined to stop the creature. Batman watched as the figure slowly moved towards the hole, planning his course of action. His mind ran through several methods of attack, but each was discarded for the moment due to lack of information. This character was obviously powerful, and something about him made Batman hold back for a moment. The Dark Night hesitated, deciding that he could probably use some help on this one. And though his pride nearly stopped him, his instincts propelled his hand towards his belt radio. A moment later, he called to the Watchtower. The moon based headquarters of the JLA, the Justice League of America. The worlds greatest heroes, of which he was one. "Hey Batman," a young male voice answered from the Radio, "what's up?" The voice was that of Green Lantern, the youngest member of the Justice League. Though in spite of his youth and relative inexperience, he'd proven himself time and again, even managing to do what few others had been able to. Earning Batman's respect. At the moment though, he was the one on monitor duty at the Watchtower. "Are any members of the League close to my location?" Batman asked Green Lantern, his eyes never leaving the hole in the building. A few seconds later, Green Lantern responded, "Yeah. It looks like Wonder Woman is just a couple miles from Gotham. Why? What's up?" "Have her follow my signal," Batman instructed, "I may need some assistance." Then with that Batman cut communications, leaving only the tracking signal turned on so that Wonder Woman would be able to find him. He hoped that she'd be able to get there in time, knowing that her power could be valuable against the unknown threat. But for the moment, Batman couldn't wait. He'd have to deal with this until his reinforcement arrived. Batman used one of his grappling hooks to latch onto the rubble from the hole, then swung himself through it, inside the building. A large hole in the rooms far wall showed where the intruder had gone, and Batman quickly followed. It only took Batman a couple minutes to catch up to the intruder. He paused, seeing that the stranger was walking on the floor, holding something in his hand. A metal canister of some sort. "Stop right there," Batman announced, stepping from the shadows, a batarang already in hand. The intruder snapped around to face Batman, holding the metal canister tight in his hands. Suddenly one of the gold metal tentacles that hung from the intruder's back shot forward with amazing speed, moving right at the Dark Knight. With incredible reflexes, Batman dodged out of the way, flinging the batarang in the same deft movement. And though it struck the intruder in the neck, he didn't seem to notice. "Damn," Batman swore to himself, realizing that his opponents armor was protecting him. He'd have to find another method of dealing with the stranger. Then a mass of tentacles snapped towards Batman, as the intruder slowly walked forward. Batman jumped and dodged, barely managing to avoid the tentacles which keep coming closer and closer. Finally one of the tentacles snaked around his ankle, and Batman found himself flung through the air. The Dark Knight slammed into a wall with a painful thud, and slowly got back to his feet. The intruder had left him there, already walking towards it's previously made exit. Batman grimaced, and ran forward, planning to catch his opponent unaware from behind. Though he didn't like using that method, he knew that it was his best shot for the moment. However, before he could get too close, the tentacles once more snapped out around him, grabbing him tightly in their grasp. The opponent turned around and seemed to stare at Batman for a moment, before using the tentacles to throw him backwards again. Slowly Batman got back to his feet, watching his opponent warily. His eyes drifted to the metal canister that was clutched tightly in the armored arms, noticing the symbol on it's side for the first time. A feeling of grim determination came over Batman as he saw the radioactive materials warning. As he realized that this was a sample of a highly radioactive element that his company had been studying. Whomever he was, Batman didn't know what he intended with it, but it couldn't be good. For a moment, Batman observed his opponent, searching for any clues.... for any weaknesses. Several were beginning to make themselves know to him, but nothing that he could take advantage of without proper preparation. Grimly he knew that he had to try anyway. "Halt," a loud female voice suddenly called out. A slight smile formed on Batman's lips as he saw who it was. "I'm glad you made it Wonder Woman," he told her, relieved that his reinforcement was there. She at least would have the power to help fight this intruder. "And who is this?" the Amazon heroine asked, confidently watching the armored intruder. She obviously thought that she could take him, and actually seemed almost eager to try. Like the warrior she was, she welcomed the chance to battle. "It makes little difference," she added, "I won't let you leave here anyway." For a moment, the intruder stood where he was, the golden metal tentacles twisting and twitching around him. One of the tentacles lashed out towards Wonder Woman, but the amazon deftly grabbed hold of it with her hand, and used it to yank her opponent closer to her. "Careful," Batman warned, "he can also fire energy blasts from his hands." Almost as if hearing Batman, the creature did just that, firing a blast of energy into the ground just in front of Wonder Woman. The floor around her collapsed into molten slag and ruin, though Wonder Woman remained where she was, held aloft in the air by her flying power. "You can't take me out that easily," she told the armored intruder, grabbing hold of it's tentacles even tighter, though he struggled to pull away. When the intruder saw that he had no chance of pulling loose, he stood motionless instead, while his eye lenses started to glow a much brighter green. "Watch out!" Batman warned, jumping to push Wonder Woman aside. However he was too late. An ethereal green light poured out of the intruders eyes, seeming to fill the entire room. Batman grimaces in pain as the light filled him, running throughout his body and even into his mind. He screamed mentally, though refused to give voice to his pain. Then suddenly it stopped and with a wave of dizziness, Batman collapsed on the ground, right next to Wonder Woman. After several moments, Batman suddenly became aware again, and instantly realized that something was very wrong. His finely honed sense of balance was very, very off. It only took the Dark Knight another moment to realize what had happened to him, and he stared down at the huge breasts that pushed out from his chest. Wonder Woman's breasts, and her costume. In fact, a quick glance confirmed that Batman seemed to have her entire body. He stood up, feeling rather wobbly in her high heels, though he quickly caught his balance and looked around. His attacker was gone, without a trace. The Dark Knight grimaced at the thought that he'd failed and let his opponent get away, and more so at whatever that stranger had done to him. He felt so strange. And oddly, very powerful. Very strong. Stronger and more powerful than he'd ever felt in his life. Stronger even than when he'd used the drug Venom. Then he reminded himself that somehow he was in Wonder Woman's body, and therefore had her powers. The situation was greatly unnerving to the Dark Knight, but his steely disciplined mind took control over his emotions, and focused itself on the new task at hand. He refused to be distracted, even by the fact that he now had the body of a very powerful amazon woman. At that moment, Batman heard a groan, and looked down to see his own body unsteadily getting to it's feet. A moment later, it looked at itself in complete shock, exclaiming, "Great Hera!" "Try to remain calm Diana," Batman instructed Wonder Woman, who was obviously confused. "Our opponent seems to have an ability that we hadn't expected. Somehow, he exchanged our minds." "Merciful Minerva," Wonder Woman muttered darkly, looking uncomfortable. She looked down at herself and frowned, feeling so weak all of a sudden. Though Batman's body was in peak physical condition and far superior to most normal men's, it still lacked her raw strength and power. And even worse, Wonder Woman thought with disgust, she was trapped in a MALE body. How humiliating. Beginning to get furious, Wonder Woman looked around and growled, "Where is he? I'll kill the fiend." Batman looked away from Wonder Woman, away from his own body. He stared at the gaping hole in the wall and quietly said, "He's gone. Escaped.," "We have to find him and make him change us back," the former Amazon announced in a determined voice. "I won't stay like this a moment longer than I have to." "For the moment though," Batman said in a firmly controlled voice, revealing none of his own discomfort. "We seem to have no choice. Our foe has departed, and our best option at the moment is J'onn." Batman referred to J'onn J'onzz, the Martian Manhunter and one of the founding members of the Justice League. J'onn was, as his name implied, an alien. A survivor of a doomed race of Martians, and a hero of long standing. The Manhunter possessed a great many useful powers, though the one Batman was thinking of at the moment was his telepathy. Some time ago, Hawkman and Hawkwoman had undergone a similar exchange as a result of a telepath, so the Dark Knight reasoned that the most logical solution would be using a telepath to put them back in their rightful bodies. Wonder Woman nodded at Batman's suggestion, realizing that as always, he was correct. She didn't like it, especially not with having her team mates see her like that, but she knew it was their best shot. "Let's get to the Watchtower and get this over with," she growled to Batman in her body. Almost instinctively, Batman reached for the grappling hook at his belt, though his hand found nothing. His grappling hook, like the rest of his tools remained on his own belt. On his own body. The Dark Knight grimaced at that reminder, though it was unnoticeable on the frozen expression that he had, even on Wonder Woman's face. At the moment, his usual style wasn't going to work, he knew. Not in an unfamiliar body. Batman quickly started running through his options, and just as quickly realized that at the moment he had several new options. "Hang on tight," he said, gabbing Wonder Woman in his body and picking her up with unbelievable ease. Then without a moments hesitation, Batman jumped forward, through the hole in the building, and into mid air. And though he'd done that same move uncountable times before, always throwing out a grappling line to catch himself, this time was different. This time the Dark Knight felt a faint thrill. This time, he didn't throw out a grappling line, and instead of falling at the mercy of gravity, he remained where he was. In mid air. Flying. Several moments after jumping out of the building, Batman had enough control over his newfound ability to fly that he was able to make his way to the Batmobile. Wonder Woman glared at him as he let her go, obviously embarrassed by this sudden turnabout, but she didn't say anything. Moments later, Batman had climbed into the drivers seat, adjusting it to his now greater height, and started off towards the Batcave. Towards the transporter device hidden within that would get them safely to the moon, and their best hope. The Martian Manhunter. chapter 2 Sitting silently in a crater on the moon was a sight that would have awed any observer, had there been anyone there to witness it. A huge gleaming fortress rose from the moon's surface, glinting impressively in the faint light. This was the Watchtower, headquarters of the Justice League of America, a collection of the Earths greatest heroes. In the middle of the Watchtower was the Justice League's main meeting room, which was dominated by a large round table in the middle of it. At the moment, only five members of the Justice League were physically present in the room, while the ghostly image of a woman's face hovered over the table. The image was that of Oracle, the team's information specialist and researcher. She was never there physically, always choosing to communicate with the team via the holographic image. And though only two members of the team knew who she really was, and only one of them had ever seen her face, she was one of the most valuable members of the Justice League. At the moment, Oracle carefully watched the meeting through her computer monitor, hardly able to believe her ears. Sitting at the table, and looking very thoughtful, was a green skinned man, if man he could truly be called. J'onn J'onzz, more commonly known as the Martian Manhunter looked up, at Wonder Woman and Batman, both standing in front of him. Off to the side stood Green Lantern, having been on monitor duty when Wonder Woman and Batman had come in, with their extraordinary report. Next to Green Lantern stood the Flash, the fastest man alive, having come in to relieve Green Lantern. J'onn looked carefully at the figures standing in front of him. At Batman and Wonder Woman, neither of whom was actually who they seemed. The Manhunter finished his telepathic scan and announced, "I'm sorry. There is nothing I can do at this moment, though I will continue to work on it." "Thank you," Batman said, sounding surprisingly calm as he stood there in Wonder Woman's body. He looked over at Wonder Woman, standing next to him in his own body, noticing that she had regained more of her self control and confidence since her initial shock over their exchange had occurred. "At the moment, I suggest that we focus our efforts on locating our attacker. I believe that he is the most likely solution to our......" He paused for a moment and glanced back at Wonder Woman. "Problem." Wonder Woman loudly agreed, "And when I find him....." On the other side of the room, Green Lantern looked on in near disbelief at his senior members. If it had been anyone else, he wouldn't have believed their story of having traded bodies. He would have thought it a joke. But this was Batman, a man who Green Lantern suspected would rather die than smile, much less play any kind of prank. And Wonder Woman certainly wasn't the kind to get involved in jokes either. Green Lantern was amazed as he watched the woman that he knew contained Batman's mind. She stood there so confidently, almost as if she was in control of the entire situation while she gave directions to the Martian Manhunter and Oracle. As if her new body, and new sex, were completely of inconsequence. Or nothing more than a minor nuisance. Amazed, Green Lantern leaned over to the Flash and whispered, "Doesn't ANYTHING phase that guy?" "Not that I've seen," Flash whispered back. At that moment, Batman announced, "I believe that this unknown foe may provide a greater threat than just causing people to trade bodies." "I agree," Oracle's voice came through the radio. "I've just done some research, and it seems that he's been sighted in several other places, each time breaking into a building and stealing something." The ghostly head paused for a moment, then Oracle continued, "From Lexcorp he stole a supply of rare metals, while a prototype fusion reactor was stolen from a government research facility in Nevada." "He's up to something," Flash chimed in unnecessarily. "And we'd better find this exchange guy, and fast." It was obvious that Wally West, AKA the Flash, was impatient to start searching. "Who knows what he'll do next." "Or who," Green Lantern said faintly, barely able to take his eyes off of Wonder Woman's body. Then upon realizing that Batman was looking back at him, Green Lantern looked away in embarrassment. "Yes." Batman said in a carefully controlled voice. He took a deep breath, well aware of the odd weight on his chest moving, though he showed no sign of this. "Who knows what kind of damage Exchange will do," he finished, using the Flash's reference as a temporary name, until they could find out more about their opponent. The Manhunter stood up, and announced, "I will alert the rest of the League to the situation, and suggest that we all look for..... Exchange." Then J'onn noticed that Batman looked lost in thought, though he didn't doubt that he was still fully aware of everything going on around him. "Batman?" he asked. "There's something that bothers me," the Dark Knight mused aloud. "Really?" Green Lantern snickered sarcastically, chuckling as he tried to keep his eyes from Batman's new chest. However, with a quick glare from Wonder Woman, he once again looked away. "Sorry Wonder.....I mean Batman," Green Lantern apologized hastily. Batman however seemed to notice, neither the comment or the apology. "Why did he just cause us to exchange bodies?" Batman asked aloud, looking around the room. "Or leave us alive while we were incapacitated. It was obvious from his power that he was capable of more than just this." He gestured down at his body, giving a slight look of embarrassment, which vanished too quickly for anyone but Wonder Woman and Oracle to notice. The talk continued as they considered possible strategies for locating Exchange, and for forcing him to change them back once they had him. Finally, the Martian Manhunter said, "I believe that we should convene the whole team. Just in case." "Agreed," Both Batman and Wonder Woman echoed together. Flash and Green Lantern looked at each other and shrugged. "Then let's find this villain," the former amazon princess growled in her male voice, eager to get back to her body. She felt so.... uncomfortable....as a man. Then she continued, "And make him wish for Hades' comfort." "Um...Batman..." Green Lantern said hesitantly, looking at Batman's body, "...I mean Wonder Woman. Um...how exactly are you two going to fight?" He gestured at Wonder Woman and then at Batman. "I mean, it's not like your at your best." Wonder Woman looked insulted by the challenge to her abilities, and was about to correct Green Lantern, when to everyone's surprise, Batman said, "He's right. Neither of us are in any condition to fight at the moment. We're unfamiliar with our bodies, and our usuall fighting techniques won't be effective." After a moment, Wonder Woman nodded agreement. "But I refuse to idly sit by while others fight my battles." She looked around proudly, daring anyone to argue with her. "And I don't believe that you will either." She gave Batman a knowing look. Batman looked thoughtful for a moment, said, "I suggest that we try to familiarize ourselves with our new bodies. We both need to learn how to fight in them." Soon it was agreed that both Batman and Wonder Woman would Watchtower's gym to begin work on their training. With everything having been agreed on, the meeting was soon over. Green Lantern gave the Flash a cocky grin as he left the other man to monitor duty, while he was about to go home to his girlfriend Jenny. Wonder Woman and Batman went towards the gym, each anticipating a long and grueling workout. Oracle's holographic face vanished from above the meeting table as she cut off transmission, and the Martian Manhunter disappeared without anyone noticing. -------------------- Barbara Gordon pushed back from her computer monitor and sighed. She removed her glasses and wearily rubbed her eyes, thinking about what she'd just found out. Batman in Wonder Woman's body. The very idea seemed ridiculous, and even though she knew how serious it was, it still made Barbara feel slightly amused. Putting her glasses back on, Barbara moved her wheelchair away from her large computer console, thinking about the Justice League. Every time she attended one of their meetings, she always came away feeling regretful. And envious. Every time she saw one of them, it only served to remind her that she too had once worn a costume. That at one time, she had also been a hero. That she had been Batgirl. Unfortunately, one bullet, courtesy of the Joker, had quickly ended that career. It had shattered her spine, and left her trapped in a wheelchair for the rest of her life. But even then Barbara had refused to give up. She'd refused to stop helping people. Since Barbara no longer had the use of her legs, she'd turned to her other talents. To her ability with computers and researching information. With grim determination, she focused on using what she did have, becoming Oracle. Barbara thought it ironic that only now, when she was no longer a hero, had she been invited to help the Justice League. After getting herself a fresh cup of coffee, Barbara returned to her computers and stared at them for a moment. "I guess I'd better get on Batman's problem," she mused aloud, already considering where she'd start searching for Exchange first. Barbara took a sip of coffee and began her work. Twenty minutes after she'd begun, Barbara had found no leads yet, though she knew that the search was just beginning. Suddenly the lights, and her computers all went dead. "Shit," Barbara growled, waiting several minutes before the emergency generators came on. "Nothing works right since that damned earthquake," she thought angrily about the massive tremor that had hit Gotham months earlier, doing extensive amounts of damage. And unfortunately, though she had backup power to her equipment, even that wasn't working quite right. Barbara waited patiently, slowly counting backwards from one hundred. When she reached seventy-nice, the lights suddenly came back on, and her computers with them. "About time," she growled, quickly returning to work, and praying that she could find the solution that her team mates needed. -------------------- Green Lantern flew across the sky, smiling as he spotted his apartment building below. "Finally," he said aloud to no one in particular, relieved to get away from the Watchtower for awhile. And more importantly, to get back to the love of his life. With that, Green Lantern made sure that no one was watching, then flew in threw the window. As soon as he was inside, the green glow around him faded, and he stood there in his black and white costume with green trim, and a big grin on his face. With a quick thought the ring on his hand, Green Lantern's costume vanished, being replaced with street clothes. Kyle Rayner, the latest Green Lantern looked at the green ring on his hand, the source of all his Green Lantern powers, and grinned. No matter how many times he used it, he could never get over how amazing that ring was. "Hey Jenny," Kyle called out, walking into the living room where he immediately spotted a woman with green skin and hair, laying back on the couch. "I'm home," he said unnecessarily. "About time handsome," she said with a smile, quickly making her way over to Kyle and greeting him with a passionate kiss. As with the ring, no matter how many times he saw her, Kyle could never get over how beautiful his girlfriend Jenny was. Even her green skin and hair only served to make her more exotic and attractive. And what was more, she understood Kyle's "career," having once been a super hero called Jade herself. In fact, she'd even been a Green Lantern for a short time, though she was currently retired. "Miss me lover," she said seductively once they broke away. "You know it gorgeous," Kyle responded with a grin. Still grinning, Kyle chuckled and said, "You'll NEVER believe what happened to Batman......." -------------------- Batman stifled a grunt as he lifted the weight above his head. It was far more weight than he'd ever lifted before, or imagined that he'd ever lift. He held several tons in his hands, and he still had the impression that he could lift far more. Then satisfied with what he'd done, Batman set the weight back to the floor, impressed in spite of himself. He'd always known that Wonder Woman was strong, but to actually possess that strength himself...... Suddenly realizing how much he was enjoying his newfound power, Batman grasped his emotions firmly, refusing to let himself enjoy them too much. He had to get back to his own body and refused to be tempted by mere power. For the last several hours, Batman and Wonder Woman had worked hard in the Watchtower gym, each training to familiarize themselves with their new bodies. Each knowing that their returning to normal, and even more importantly, that their very lives would depend on how well they could handle themselves. On how well they could fight in each other's bodies. The Dark Knight had quickly found that his newfound body was relatively easy to control, as well as very strong and powerful. He quickly mastered the ability to fly, and even using the true owner's magic lasso. A task that was made much easier by his frequent use of grappling hooks and ropes himself. However, he was greatly disappointed to find that his new body lacked the speed and agility of his own. His hardest task though was to keep his mind off of his body's changes. Off his unfamiliar balance, and the other more personal changes. Even his steely discipline was beginning to fade under that difficulty. Wonder Woman on the other hand was having a more difficult time, dealing with the loss of all her powers as well as her unfamiliar new body. She panted in exhaustion, having spend the last few hours learning how far she could push her new body. And though it was far weaker than herown, she was amazed at just how quick and agile it was. She found that though she could no longer use her usual fighting tactics, many of the fighting moves that she'd learned which required speed were nearly as effective. Especially with Batman there to show her several new moves. The former amazon felt tired from her exercise but refused to show any sign of weakness. Her own disciplined warriors mind pushed her forward, refusing to let such a minor thing as exhaustion stop her. Especially not in front of Batman. He was a man who had no powers, but she'd long ago learned not to underestimate him. His mind and intelligence never ceased to amaze her, not to mention the skill with which he fought. Even Superman would have hesitated before confronting him. The Dark Knight was a true warrior, and well worthy of her respect. And if he could fight without powers, then so could she. Keeping that thought in mind, Wonder Woman continued with her workout, forcing herself to ignore the pain and weariness. Finally, they paused for a break, and Batman looked at her intently. "You're tired," he said simply. It was a statement, not a question. Wonder Woman reluctantly admitted that she was, though she showed little outward sign of it. "I'm not surprised," the Dark Knight responded slowly, "that body has been awake and active for 37 and a half hours with little rest. Perhaps we should both rest while we can. It might be awhile before we have another opportunity." Wonder Woman agreed, and since they knew that neither of them could return to their respective homes at the moment, they both started walking to the sleeping quarters area of the Watchtower. There were guest rooms, and rooms that had been reserved for each of the active members of the JLA. They were a place to store spare costumes, weapons and to rest when they required it. Batman followed Wonder Woman to her room, his careful attention noticing how tired she was, though she hid it well. He suspected that very few others would have noticed it. Once Inside, Wonder Woman looked thoughtful. "About your mask...." The Dark Knight immediately understood what she meant. It was his own face, and his own identity that was at risk. For a moment, he hesitated, considering their options, but quickly realized that they would need to trust each other now more than ever. "Like this," he said, removing the cape and cowl from her. "Though I would appreciate it if you remained in this room and didn't see anyone without it." He forced a smile. "Thank you," she said simply, then began to undress, forcing herself to act nonchalant and remain in control. "Good night Diana," Batman whispered as she started climbing into bed. And with that done, Batman nodded faintly, then turned and left the room. Several minutes later, Batman was in his own reserved quarters, locking the door behind him. He didn't want any interruptions. He slowly walked over to the full length mirror and frowned as he observed his new body. Wonder Woman's body. For the first time since the intruder had exchanged their minds, Batman was free to relax his guard and examine his new body. He felt somewhat embarrassed, and guilty, but he pushed those feelings aside with practiced ease, instead reminding himself that he would need to be familiar with his new body if he wished to survive. Especially since he didn't have any idea how long he might be in it. Snapping back to his accustomed focus, Batman stripped out of Wonder Woman's clothes, gently dropping them to the ground. It took every ounce of self control that he possessed not to stop and examine himself further, to act as if everything was normal. But somehow, he managed to do so. He gently set the magic lasso on the bed, briefly considering whether or not he should give it back to it's rightful owner, and take his own accustomed weapons back for his own use. That could wait, he decided, already moving towards the shower stall. Batman washed his body quickly and efficiently, refusing to give in to his curiosity. Refusing to give in to the temptation which he considered to be an invasion of his friends privacy. When Batman was finished, he sat down on the floor, cross-legged and started meditating. He knew that it would take all the focus which he possessed not to be distracted by his new body, or the tempting power which came with it. For the moment, Oracle would be capable of the search, and all he could do was wait for his opportunity. And prepare. chapter 3 In a large room in the Watchtower, filled with dozens of TV and computer screens, sat a lone figure. A black haired woman, dressed from head to toe in shades of purple and violet, started intently at the monitor's before her, looking for something. For anything. The Huntress growled to herself as she glared at the monitor's in front of her, bored out of her mind. "Why did I join the Justice League?" She asked herself aloud. Since she'd replaced the Flash on monitor duty several hours earlier, all she'd done was sit and stare at screens. She would have much rather been out stopping criminals, which was the reason she'd become a hero in the first place. In fact, the only interesting thing that had happened since she'd gotten on duty, was that she'd found out that Batman and Wonder Woman had somehow traded bodies. She chuckled slightly at that, thinking how the Dark Knight was handling his new situation. But unfortunately, she hadn't seen either Batman or Wonder Woman, making her wonder if the Flash had just been pulling her leg. Not too unlikely, except that the Martian Manhunter had also relayed that to her, instructing her to watch especially for any reports of that Exchange character. Forcing herself to be patient, the Huntress shifted her position and began scanning through news reports again. Hopefully something would turn up. The very thought of her being the one to find Exchange and tell Batman, made her grin to herself. "That would show that smug bastard," she mused. Keeping that thought in mind, the Huntress returned to her searching with a renewed determination. -------------------- "DAMN," Barbara Gordon growled as her computer monitor's blanked out again. "I've got to get that fixed," she told herself, thinking about how the recent earthquake had damaged her equipment. Unfortunately, though she'd managed to get most of it up and working again, several problems continued to reappear, almost by magic. Her semi-frequent power outages were only the latest, and the most annoying. Barbara sighed and impatiently waited for the power to return, thinking that she'd never find anything out about Exchange at this rate. She glared at her usually reliable computers, knowing that she didn't have time for this. There was no telling what that new threat could be up to, and she knew that it was imperative to find him. If not to just stop him, then to at least get Batman back in his own body. He'd come through for her far too many times in the past for her to consider failing him. Not now when he might need her more than ever. Finally the power returned, but Barbara started to return to her work, annoyed to find that several circuit breakers had apparently popped during the latest outage, and some of her equipment seemed to be damaged. "Cheap junk," she mumbled, in spite of the fact that her equipment was anything but cheap. But unfortunately, she didn't have the time to keep dealing with the power and repairs. Her mind quickly started considering options, thinking about the equipment in the Bat Cave. That was close enough to hers that she could easily have used it to continue to the search, but she suspected that Batman might be having some equipment problems as well because of the quake. "Damn," she mumbled again, wearily rubbing at her eyes and trying to come up with a solution. Finally an idea presented itself to Barbara. "The Watchtower," she whispered aloud, realizing that the JLA's headquarters had computer equipment that dwarfed her own. And though she'd never physically been there, she had frequently accessed those computers from her own so as to utilize the much vaster recourses. The recourses which she knew would help her find a solution to the Justice League's latest problem, and most importantly, to Batman's. Barbara immediately thought of the Bat Cave again, specifically, the transporter device that she knew was hidden within. As one of the few people who actually had access to Batman's lair, she knew that she could use it to get to the Watchtower, and to the advanced computers that she needed. Having made up her mind, Barbara glared at the computer console, then turned away, moving her wheelchair towards the door. This was going to be her first time in the Watchtower, and she hoped that she could manage it without being seen by her team mates. Most of them hadn't seen her face yet, and had no idea who she really was. But she knew that her exposure was a risk, but one that she was willing to take. She had a mission to complete, and one that she was determined would not fail. -------------------- Barbara had made her way to the Bat Cave and from there to the Watchtower with relative ease. And once she was on the Watchtower, a program that she'd once installed in the computer, just for such an emergency, prevented it from alerting anyone to her presence. As she pushed her wheelchair out of the transporter room, Barbara carefully brought up the Watchtower's schematics that she'd long ago committed to memory and plotted her route to the backup computer room. A route which would avoid where anyone else was likely to be. Trying to be as quiet as she could be as she rolled her wheelchair through the halls, Barbara became impressed in spite of herself. The windows which let her view the surface of the moon made her nearly gasp in awe. Evidence of highly advanced technology was evident everywhere, a gift from New Genesis. And though she'd memorized the schematics, and even seen the inside of the Watchtower from her monitors, that was nothing compared to the real thing. When she saw that no one else was in the halls, Barbara began to wonder just how different the other places in the Watchtower would look in real life. Her curiosity began to grow stronger, and almost in spite of herself, she found that she'd changed course, heading towards the meeting room. "One quick peak," she promised herself, "then I'll get out before anyone sees me" It only took Barbara several minutes to reach the central meeting room, still not having seen a sign of another person. Much to her relief. When she rolled into the room, she held back a gasp, staring at the large round table, ringed with chairs. Almost on autopilot, she moved around to the back of the table, to the chair with that was marked with a large black bat in the middle of a yellow field. Batman's symbol. And his chair. Barbara smiled faintly, while at the same time, sighing in regret. She couldn't help but think back to the time when she too had worn the symbol of a bat. But that was long ago, she reminded herself, and now she had other responsibilities. Responsibilities which she knew she had to get back to, instead of sight seeing. As Barbara was beginning to turn, she was startled by the sound of voices. Before she could move, three people stepped into the room, stopping suddenly as they saw her. "What the...?" Superman exclaimed, obviously surprised at seeing a red headed woman in a wheelchair in the middle of their headquarters. The blonde haired and bearded Aquaman looked equally startled, though regained his composure more quickly. "Who are you?" the purple clad Huntress demanded, aiming a crossbow straight at Barbara. "How'd you get in here?" Superman demanded before Barbara had a chance to answer. Aquaman held his hooked left hand out menacingly, and looked squarely at Barbara. "Only members of the Justice League are allowed in here, girl." Barbara just stared at them for a moment, silently berating herself for getting caught. She felt so embarrassed next to them, but at the same time, she was beginning to get angry. "I am with the Justice League," she snapped without really thinking. When she realized what she'd just said, she knew that she couldn't back out now. It was time to play her cards, "I have every right to be here!" Suddenly a new voice added itself to the room. "She's right," the confident female voice said. Everyone nearly jumped as they saw that Wonder Woman had entered the room, or more precisely, Batman in Wonder Woman's body. Even now he seemed to sneak in without anybody noticing. "She does have every right to be here," he continued. Batman stopped, a faint look of curiosity visible on his face as he looked at Barbara. He quickly turned to the others and gestured towards Barbara, "Let me introduce you to Oracle." "ORACLE??" the other three exclaimed at once, staring at Barbara with renewed interest, though no longer hostile. Except for the Huntress, who had at least put away her crossbow while she glared menacingly. "Yes," Barbara told them in a firm voice. "I am Oracle," sounding as if she was daring them to make something of it. Superman seemed to recover first and forced a smile. "It's a pleasure to finally meet you in person," he said, extending a hand which Barbara willingly shook. "An honor," Aquaman stated, still standing back. Barbara looked around, then caught Batman's eyes. She could scarcely credit her eyes, hardly able to believe that this amazon woman was really the Dark Knight. However, there was something in the way he stood and carried himself, as well as in the look in his face, that removed any doubts that Barbara might have had. Undeniably this was Batman. Regardless of who's body he wore. "I am curious as to why you are here in person," he stated, simply and to the point. Barbara sighed in embarrassment, then reluctantly admitted her equipment failure, and her inability to repair it in time. The others seemed to accept this, though the Huntress remained silent the whole time, doing nothing but glaring at Barbara suspiciously. Finally, she was free to go to the computers and get back to work. Hopefully, she thought as she wheeled her way out of the meeting room, she'd be able to get results before the JLA meeting that was scheduled for two hours later. -------------------- After having been working hard with the JLA computers and scanners for nearly an hour, Barbara still hadn't found much more than she'd started with. Exchange remained just as much a mystery now as when she'd begun. "What can he be up to?" she mused aloud, pulling off her glasses and rubbing at her eyes. Suddenly a loud siren went off, nearly making Barbara jump. "What the hell?" she exclaimed as she put her glasses back on and frantically looked for any signs of what was setting the siren off. Then she remembered that it was the intruder alarm. Just at that moment, Aquaman's voice came over the intercom, announcing "We've got an intruder in section 7. Be careful......It's Exchange." Exchange? Barbara gasped, pushing her chair out of the computer room. As soon as she got into the hallway, she was nearly ran into by a black clad figure. "Batman..." Barbara exclaimed, then stopped as she remembered that this was Wonder Woman. Not the man that she seemed. However, Wonder Woman barely seemed to notice Barbara, except for the rapid jump which sent her clear of Barbara's chair. Suddenly from around the corner at the end of the hall, Barbara could see golden metal tentacles, coming around the corner. Wonder Woman saw them too, coming to a complete stop, though readying herself in a fighting stance. Then there he was. The enemy that they called Exchange. He slowly walked around the corner, his gray chitenous armor looking threatening and alien. His golden tentacles whipping back and forth from his back, almost as if seeking something to grab onto. Slowly the intruder turned, looking at Wonder Woman and Barbara with his eerie green eyes. "Get to safety," Wonder Woman called back to Barbara in Batman's gruff voice, "This one's mine." Barbara gasped, recognizing the anticipation in that voice. Then she shook her head, reminding herself that she wasn't capable of dealing with Exchange and had better do what Wonder Woman had ordered. With only one more backwards glance towards Exchange and his tentacles that were lashing out at former amazon, Barbara started rolling as fast as she could to the other end of the hallway. Finally Barbara reached the door at the other end, though her arms were aching from the strain of pushing her wheelchair so fast. She turned and glanced back once more, only to see Wonder Woman, in Batman's body, thrown backwards, while Exchange continued to walk forward. Towards Barbara. She looked around frantically for something to defend herself with, or at least to help her avoid the attacker. Fortunately, Barbara quickly realized that she was in the trophy room, surrounded by an arsenal of potential weapons, but only if she could get them out of their glass cases. Quickly, she moved to the nearest case, seeing the energy gun that had been used by one of Darkseid's Parademons. She pounded on the case, looking for a way to open it, but finding none. But even as she searched for a way to open the case, Barbara's mind searched for answers to the questions that filled her. Like why was Exchange on the Watchtower, and how did he even manage it. But before she could figure out any answers, to either the question of the trophy case or to Exchange, there he was. Exchange slowly stepped in through the door, his tentacles waving about around him. He seemed not to notice Barbara as his attention seemed to be focused on the far wall. Slowly, he stepped forward, past Barbara and towards the wall. Towards the trophy cases which lined it. Barbara glanced down the hall, seeing that Batman's body was struggling to get to it's feet. Then she let out a sigh of relief at the realization that Wonder Woman was all right. With that out of the way, she stared at the trophy wall that Exchange seemed so intent on, trying to remember what those things were. Trying to guess which of those items might be Exchanges target, and for what purpose. Suddenly something struck the intruder, making him turn quickly. Barbara's eyes followed his, relieved to see that it was the Huntress, standing at the door way with crossbow in hand. "Get out of my way," the black haired vigilante called as she ran past Barbara, firing yet another crossbow bolt at Exchange. The bolt struck him clean in the chest, though it bounced off his armor and fell broken to the ground. And what was worse, he barely seemed to notice it. "Oh shit," the Huntress exclaimed, firing another bolt and hoping that some of the more powerful members would get there soon. A red beam of light flashed from off to the side as Superman entered the fray with his heat vision. "I'll take care of him," he called aloud as he flew towards the intruder with great speed. Then somehow, one of Exchanges tentacles lashed out and managed to catch the Man of Steel by the ankle. Superman reached down to remove it, only to be caught by several more metallic tendrils. Exchange gave Superman a steady look from his green lensed eyes, then tossed the Man of Steel backwards, to the far end of the trophy room. It was obvious that Superman wasn't hurt in the slightest, but he stood where he was, warily watching Exchange and trying to anticipate what their latest foe would do next. Superman frowned, knowing that he was probably more powerful than his opponent, but not knowing what his opponent was capable. A quick thought of Batman and Wonder Woman reminded him more of that. "I wish Batman were here already," he thought to himself, knowing that the Dark Knight had the most experience with this character. Then suddenly one of Exchanges tentacles lashed out towards a trophy case, shattering the glass and wrapping around the item within. "Oh no you don't," the Huntress exclaimed with a determined expression, firing one more crossbow bolt at the tentacle and item, knocking it from Exchanges grasp. She saw that the intruder was about to pick it up again, and fired yet another bolt, this one an explosive one. The explosive bolt went off on Exchanges chest, knocking him backwards and staggering him. They all witnessed the intruder look around as the various members of the JLA slowly gathered, Batman having just stepped into the room, though standing back cautiously next to Superman for the moment. Barbara looked around, feeling worse than useless. All she could do was sit off to the side of the room while the others all fought. She couldn't help but feeling envious, remembering a time when she would have been in there with them. "God, I wish I had a batarang," she muttered under her breath, looking for something that could be used against Exchange. Though she knew a batarang would have been next to useless, the familiar weapon would have at least made her feel more confident. Then Exchange moved closer to Barbara again as he attempted to wrap his tentacles around the Huntress, who was still firing away with the exploding arrows. Suddenly his green eyes started glowing brighter. "GET BACK!" Batman ordered abruptly. "NOW!" Quickly the others stepped back, neither Barbara or the Huntress were able to as the green light intensified, then exploded outward in a near wave. Barbara screamed as she felt the tingling green energy wash over her, filling her with an intense pain that seemed to set fire to every nerve of her body. Then just as quickly as it had started, it stopped, and Barbara collapsed in exhaustion. The other's watched in horror, helpless as the green energy poured out from Exchange, and as Oracle collapsed in her wheelchair while the Huntress fell to the ground. Exchange looked around at the Justice League which had him outnumbered, then back to the item it had dropped to the floor. It slowly moved back towards it, but Superman yelled out "NOW," and everyone rushed the intruder at once. Then in a sudden burst of light, Exchange was gone. "He teleported," Superman exclaimed, sounding almost as if his opponent's doing so was unfair. "We've got more important things to worry about," Batman said quietly, already moving towards the motionless bodies of their teammates. The others looked on in concern, but Batman seemed unaffected as he quickly and methodically checked Barbara for a pulse and any signs of damage. When he found none, he moved over to the Huntress, verifying that she too was all right. At least physically. ------------------------ When Barbara came back too, she groaned from the headache that greeted her. Cautiously, she opened her eyes, remembering the confrontation with Exchange, and the strange green light. "She's awake," Barbara heard somebody say. "Barb....Oracle?" Barbara heard in a female voice, that took her a moment to realize came from Wonder Woman. Or actually, Batman, she reminded herself. "Yes?" she hesitantly replied, feeling her stomach lurch when it come out in an unfamiliar voice. Unfamiliar to her throat at least. Barbara gulped as she sat up, and cautiously lifted her hand to look at. Her fears and suspicions were immediately confirmed as she saw a purple glove decorating her hand. The Huntress's glove. "Oh no," she gasped, looking down at herself in amazement. Still feeling somewhat dazed, Barbara stood up, gasping as she did so. She was amazed as she got to her feet, actually being able to stand up. After years of being trapped in a wheelchair, she couldn't contain her excitement as she started walking forward, testing her new legs. Then she saw her own body in the wheelchair, and the Huntress beginning to come too. "Oh no," she whispered again, her enthusiasm dampened by the realization of what her being able to walk had cost the Huntress. Barbara slowly walked over to where the Huntress was waking up in her body. She forced herself to hold back the tears of guilt she was feeling as she saw the Huntress's reaction upon waking in a body that couldn't walk. After giving the Huntress a moment to think, Barbara whispered to her "I'm sorry. I'm so sorry," The Huntress just glared at her for a moment, almost as if hating her for what had happened. Then the other woman forced a smile and said, "It's not your fault." "We'll get back to normal," Barbara promised her. "I won't leave you trapped.....," The Huntress just nodded doubtfully, while the others looked on in sympathy. -------------------- A short while after the attack, the Justice League members who were currently aboard the Watchtower gathered in the meeting room, awaiting the arrival of the rest of the team. The Huntress sat in Barbara's wheelchair, glowering at anyone that looked at her, while Barbara took great delight in the simple act of pacing. She couldn't help it. After having been trapped in her wheelchair since the Joker had shot her, she felt so free. So healthy and alive. Like she hadn't felt in years. Even her guilty feelings about the Huntress couldn't dim the excitement she felt too much. "Wait till I get my hands on him again...." Wonder Woman was saying to Aquaman. "I know what you mean," Barbara said, thinking about how useless her information gathering had been so far, and anticipating a chance to be productive. "I want a chance at Exchange as well." The others stopped talking and stared at Barbara in disapproval. "I know you mean well Oracle," Superman said in a lecturing tone, "but you aren't going to be of much use to us in a fight. You may look like the Huntress for now, but you aren't her." Barbara stared at Superman for a moment, trying to keep her mouth from dropping open at the way he'd just talked to her. She felt so humiliated at being patronized like that, her cheeks turning bright red. Though she was furious, she forced herself to act calm, glancing briefly at Batman in the corner who was watching the exchange silently, then at everyone else. "You're right," Barbara said in a forced even voice, "I'm not the Huntress." With a forced smile she added, "And this isn't really my style anyway." Then Barbara snapped around and marched out of the meeting room, leaving a startled JLA behind her. Though Barbara was angry at having been treated in such a way by Superman, she wasn't about to let herself be ruled by it. She'd learned long ago not to be ruled by her anger or bitterness. Instead, she needed something to focus on. And with a grin, she knew exactly what she was going to do, and started towards her destination in the Watchtower. -------------------- The Justice League sat around their meeting table, each watching Batman, Wonder Woman and the Huntress warily. Steel, Green Lantern, Flash, the Martian Manhunter and Plastic Man had all arrived, and been updated on the latest changes While Batman sat silently in his seat, apparently unconcerned by his new female body, Plastic Man strutted back and forth behind him, having changed his shape to that of an overexaggerated cartoon woman in an attempt for attention. The other members, even having already gotten used to his antics, were still mildly and annoyed. Batman however seemed oblivious to the groups jokester. "Where's Oracle at?" the Flash asked, sounding concerned. Ever since he'd heard about Exchange's latest attack, he couldn't help but feeling sorry for the Huntress, and even more for Oracle. He could just imagine how horrible it would be to suddenly get out of the wheelchair he'd just found out she'd been in, and then have to go right back. He suspected that when things were set right, she'd be devastated. "Probably pouting," the Huntress grumbled, obviously still upset and trying to hide her fear with aggression. Suddenly the meeting room door slid open, and a figure stepped in. A tall raven haired woman, dressed with a cape of dark blue, with a matching point eared cowl. She wore a costume of a dark gray, with yellow boots, gloves and belt. A yellow symbol was obvious on her chest, as the woman stood there silently. "Oracle?" Green Lantern asked in confusion. "I've decided to go back to an older name for now," Barbara said with a smile, stepping further into the room so that they could all get a view of her new costume. "You can call me Batgirl." The members of the JLA all stared at her in surprise, half of them with their mouths hanging open. Then Batman stood up in his new amazon body, and an uncharacteristic smile, as faint as it was, appeared on his face, shocking the rest of the team even more. "Welcome back.....Batgirl." chapter 4 The noise level quickly rose inside the room which served as the meeting place for the Justice League of America, as each of the members arrived for the impending meeting. Green Lantern stood by the main entrance, nervously watching as his fellow Leaguers gathered around, slowly finding their seats one by one. His eyes wandered over to what appeared to be Batman, sitting in Wonder Woman's seat, though he knew appearances were definitely deceiving. Next, Green Lantern looked at Steel, who was calmly talking to the Martian Manhunter about plans for increased fortifications of the Watchtower. The others also gathered around, each doing their own thing. However, the person that Green Lantern's eyes lingered on the longest was the red headed girl in a wheelchair. A girl whom he'd been told was really the Huntress, in Oracle's body. All courtesy of Exchange's latest attack. An attack, which the Justice League had managed to fight off, at the cost of Oracle and Huntress trading bodies. "Impressive, isn't it?" a female voice suddenly said from just behind Green Lantern, nearly making him jump in surprise. Green Lantern turned quickly, and saw what appeared to be Wonder Woman standing there, a controlled expression on her face. Green Lantern gulped as she walked past him, into the room itself. Even in Wonder Woman's body, Batman still had the tendency to sneak up on him, much to his embarrassment. "Let's get this meeting started," Superman called aloud, ordering everybody to their seats. Moments later, everyone was seated and watching the Man of Steel, who stood up and looked around. "Our numbers are a little short today," he announced. "Orion and Barda were both temporarily recalled to New Genesis, so won't be able to join us." "And who knows where the hell Zauriel is?" the Flash exclaimed cheerfully, referring to the teams angelic member. "Or more likely, where in Heaven," Green Lantern added, grinning to the Flash. At that moment, Plastic Man stuck his nose into it, literally. Plastic Man's neck stretched so that his head was in the middle of the table, while his nose stretched out further for some reason. "And where in the world is Carmen Sandiego?" he asked in an announcers voice, though most of the team tried to ignore him. Then Green Lanterns attention was drawn to the door as someone else made her entry. The whole room was awash in shock and disbelief as Batgirl entered, introducing herself, and even being welcomed by Batman. All Green Lantern could think to do was stare, hardly believing that this was the same Oracle that had been giving them information, and in the Huntress's body no less. After the commotion had settled down, Batgirl seated herself in one of the unused seats around the table, and Superman once again called the room to attention. "All right everyone," he carefully set something on top of the table. A bowling ball sized sphere which seemed to be made of a silvery metal, though with several holes around it which emitted an eerie orange light. "This appears to be what Exchange was after when he broke in here earlier. Fortunately the Huntress was able to stop him from getting it." At this Wonder Woman, or actually Batman, Green Lantern reminded himself, stood up. "This was brought back to Earth several years ago by Hal Jordan," he stated simply, then looked around. "It is definitely alien in origin, though of what race and for what purpose, we don't know as of yet. However, he had left it with the Justice League for safe keeping, saying only that it was dangerous." Everybody murmured at that, and Green Lantern sighed. Yet another mess that he had to clean up, thanks to his predecessor as Green Lantern. Ever since he had become Green Lantern, he'd been having run-ins with Hal Jordan, the Green Lantern turned villain. He only hoped that this wasn't another one. "Thank you Wonder Wo.....Batman," Superman corrected with an embarrassed grin. "Exchange might try for this again," Superman warned them, "So we have to be on guard." Again the talk commenced as they each speculated on what Exchange might be up to, and where he'd strike again. However, none of them had any solid proof, so were limited to theory only for the moment. Finally, Plastic Man jumped up yelling, "I know, I know. He's trying to steal all the Beanie Babies in the world." Wonder Woman, in Batman's body, yelled "SHUT UP and sit DOWN!" Almost immediately, Plastic Man was once again in his seat, looking hurt but at least silent. "Thank you Bat.....Diana," Superman sighed. "I'm sorry," he apologized, glancing at her and then at Batman. "This is a little confusing." Batman nodded faintly, while Green Lantern mumbled, "No kidding." For a moment, Wonder Woman looked around, then she sighed. "To make it less confusing until we change back...." She cast a sidelong look towards her former body. "I suggest that you call us by the names of the body's we're in." She looked somewhat pained by the suggestion she'd just made, but obviously thought that it was the best solution. Reluctantly, Batman added, "I agree," Then with that, the new Wonder Woman sat back again silently, with a typical Batman look on her face. "All right.....Wonder Woman," the Flash said, looking at the former Batman uncomfortably. Superman sighed. "Now that that's settled......" Just then, a loud alarm went off, and everybody froze. "I'll get it," the Flash said, then faster than anyone could see, he was off to the monitor room. Less than five seconds after he'd taken off, the Flash was back, with a panicked look on his face. "It's him," the Flash exclaimed, "He's been sighted in Metropolis, attacking STAR Labs," he gave Superman a serious look, and quietly added. "and he's not alone," At that last, the entire JLA looked at each other nervously. Exchange was enough of an unknown already, but another one.... "Then," Superman proclaimed as he looked around the room, a determined look on his face, "we WILL stop that one as well." The tone of his voice gave no doubt that failure was not an option. -------------------- Soon the Justice League had arrived in Metropolis with the aid of their transporters. It was obvious as soon as they arrived that something was wrong at STAR labs. Smoke billowed from the roof, from the inside of a gaping hole that had been blasted there. Obviously Exchange had been through there. Superman frowned, fearing for the worst. At the same time, rage was beginning to form as he thought about Exchange. About how their opponent had not only dared to break into the Watchtower, but now attacked Metropolis itself. Superman's home. Quickly taking everything in, Superman didn't see any sign of the second opponent that the Flash had reported. But he didn't doubt that he was around there somewhere. "Careful everybody," he ordered. "We don't many any more repeats of the last time we confronted Exchange. Keep your distance if you can, but don't let him get away." Wonder Woman l