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{Enter Superman and Lex Luthor from Metropolis}

Superman glided down out of the sky, casually breaking off bits of Lex's suit until he was only wearing his business attire. Landing in front of a high ranking security guard, he asked, "I believe you were told to expect this man?" The guard reached into his pocket, pulled out a picture, and compared it to Luthor. Then he nodded. "Considering what a flight risk he is, please keep him here until he can get a trial."

The guard nodded, eyes wide. "Um... you're Superman."

Superman blinked. "... Yes?"

The guard shook his head and forced himself back into professionalism mode. "Just thought I'd point that out. Thank you," he added.

Superman smiled, though it looked a little forced. "No problem. Have a good one." He let go of Lex, the guard took hold, and Superman shot off toward the satellite.

{Exit Superman to JLA satellite}

((Um... he was pretty careful, but okay.))

The guard looked at him curiously, then shook his head and led him inside. "Superman. Holy crap," he muttered under his breath.

"Crazy," the guard muttered under his breath.

"And what, exactly, is wrong with that?" asked a gleeful, almost cartoonish sort of voice. The guard blanched and turned around to see a man in a green rubber mask hovering on a glider in the middle of the hallway.

"Goblin!" Immediately, the man went for his weapon, but it was knocked out of his hand by what looked like a laser blast... that had come from the masked man's index finger, which was now pointing at the guard like a gun.

"Unnamed casualty number 2510!" the Goblin replied in a rather bored tone, and shot the man with a laser blast, right between the eyes. The guard collapsed without a sound. "Right. Mr. Luthor, I presume?" The manic smile widened. "Lets talk business." Without another word, he swooped forward, grabbed Lex by the back of his suit, and zipped back out the way Lex and the guard had come in.
"Hold on tight! ... Oh, wait. You don't have anything to hold on to, do you? ... Start praying!"

{Exit Green Goblin and Lex Luthor to New York City}

Octavious sat in a well isolated cell in a section of the prison that was old. More specifically it was made of brick rather than the metal the newer areas were made of. There was nothing around for him to use.
A few of the guards that passed by occasionally talked about some odd couple and kid that had just arrived. Otto didn't care to pay any more attention than that to their conversation though.
He was furious. And not for the reason one might expect.

A moment or two later, a guard came by and opened up the door. "Alright, you've got fifteen minutes." he mumbled.

A fairly pretty woman with short black hair and a long white lab coat carefully stepped around the guard and into Octavious's cell. "Thank you." she replied, crossing her arms and hugging her clipboard against her. "Fifteen minutes is all the time I'll need." she said with a smile.

With that, the guard closed the door and locked the door. Rather than staying at the door to keep watch, the man left and walked back down the hallway.

Octavious stared at the woman a moment. Who was this? She wasn't dressed enough to be a lawyer. A psychiatrist perhaps? Really?
"Who are you?"

The woman turned towards him and grinned. "Dr. Ashley Kafka. Ravencroft Sanitarium for the Criminally Insane psychiatrist. Or so her little description said."

Octavious arched a brow at her while the rest of his features remained hard.

The woman's smile widened. "This "look" was the easiest one to use to get access to your cell." she said, then walked up closer to him and bent over so that she could be eye level with him. "We have fifteen minutes. I'm here to bail you out, Stud Muffin."

Octaviou's features very briefly twisted into surprise, then recognition, then absolute outrage. "YOU!"

'Ashley' backed up and made a bit of a face. "I'm standing right here...you don't have to shout."

"What did you do to me!?" Otto demanded, jumping to his feet and getting well into the woman's personal space.

The woman raised a brow at him, her stance completely unintimidated. "I didn't do anything..." she purred. "I merely made a suggestion out of observation, and you went with it. Anyway, I'm here to bust you out, aren't I?"

"No, you DID something. If you don't tell me what it is, I'll-"

"You'll what..." the woman cut in, a faint flowery aroma curling in the air around the two. "...see if you can take me on in my true form?"

// Updateness! //


The woman, still disguised as Dr. Kalfka, sashayed down the cold halls of the prison towards another string of cells. Octavious was now out of his cell, the gaping hole in the wall disguised by a hologram cube, as well as an image of the doctor himself lying on the cot. Mysterio should have the Octopus back to the base within a matter of minutes.

Now then...one down, three to go. She had only come here for her fun little squid, but...some of the new inmates had caught her eye. She wanted to offer them a position in the Underground Exhibit as well. True, none of them were exactly 'brainiac' material. But...as minor experiments...they could prove valuable.

"You want more?" A rather bored sounding male voice whispered in her mind.

The woman grinned. "Oh, so now you decide to show up. Yes, I'll take all I can get. These ones we can actually use on the field, so...yeah. They'll work."

"....you still have far too much to do."

"Not with you around my darling super star." she thought as she stopped outside the cell of a certain inmate named Herman.
"Now, be a dear and collect his friends, would you?"

((Enter Jason Bent from ???, also had him on leave))



A loud screeching sound rang into Jason's ear, his hand came to his head, he was in great pain. His eyes finally opened and he lifted up, looking around. He was surrounded by rocks and was lying on the ground."Wh-where am I?"He asked, though Rampager probably didn't know either. He felt like crap and whats worse, he couldn't remember anything."This is what you get for sleeping on the job you twit!!!!"Rampager spoke through their mental connection, he was as ever angry. Jason simply sighed and got to his feet, teleporting would be something to do, but not smart when he wasn't aware of his location.