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Feeling the wind against his face once more was a priceless moment for Eobard, a justice in all of the mistreatment he had suffered those long years behind bars. He emitted crimson streaks of the negative speedforce as he had blasted his way to Gotham, then coming to a grinding halt. "At last." The man in yellow said to himself as he gazed up at an old decrepit factory - presumably where cars once had been made. "Nothing good ever lasts in Gotham." Eobard mused to himself as he entered the building. It was magical how it managed to retain an atmosphere of decay but yet still looked intact, how fitting for this occasion. He pulled back his cowl, and began to make way to what had presumably been a board of directors meeting room, and quickly moved the tables and chairs to a larger open area of the factory.


As he walked around the table, he surveyed the factory once more. Yes, everything he needed was right here. He quickly boomed across the factory, flaring lights of crimson danced about the walls, as he seemingly ricocheted from wall to wall, dismantling each machine and building them into a set of spherical machines. Now, he had to invite his guests. Reaching out above with his right arm, Professor Zoom began to vibrate his entire body - the electricity crackling within and throughout him. It smashed into the wall and broke off stone. He had sent a pulse within the speedforce to certain individuals to draw them here, the side effect being that nearby... unwanted guests could appear - but here was hoping that wasn't the case. Now was not the time to alert Gothams rodent, Metropolois' very own neanderthal, the Amazonian in the wrong century or... Barry. Even thinking of his name made Eobard shudder - he disgusted him.

"Gideon." Thawne held out his right hand and his trusty AI companion was summoned. "Yes, Professor Thawne?" Eobard held his head back and stiffened his chin. "When our guests arrive, be sure to listen - I want you to create a timeline of events we can alter in order to help our friends." Gideon nodded, and faded back into the device in Thawne's hand once more. Eobard placed it on a table behind him, so it could be displayed towards the end of his meeting. He had to wait now, and be patient for his guests arriving.

There sitting in jail once again was none other than the queen of gotham her herself, Harley Quinn. This time she was caught by Batman and was brought into the Gotham City police department. This time around Harley was thrown under the bus for something that the Joker had done, which was pouring acid from a helicopter down onto the people of Gotham. Altough this horrendous act only affected forty two people or so it was put to an end by the nocutranl bat, Batman. Batman had gotten in his Batcopter and fired bullets at Joker and Harley. The clown prince had laughed hysterically firing a machine gun at the bat. He soon used Harley as a distraction so he could take the only parachute in the helicopter and used it for himself leaving Harley to die. The Joker was out of sight in matter of seconds, in those few seconds the helicopter that Harley was left alone in was about to crash into a tall glass bulding. Leaving Batman and Harley no choice, Harley jumped out of her helicopter knowing that she would soon meet her death, as for Batman he knew the only way of saving people in the building was to jump out of his helicopter and it crashing into Harley's and having the damnaged flying machines falling into the water. That's exactly what he did, when he jumped out of helicopter he dived bomped and reached his arms out and grabbed Harley. Though Harley had fainted from the sight of how high up she was falling. As she woke up she found herself on a cold floor with metal bars all around her. " Batsy, I'm gonna kill you!" She screamed out as she bit her lip crossing and her arms.

Months had gone by since Harley's arrival in jail. Her stay was going to be even longer due to the fact she had put seven police men in the hospital. " Heya mistah police man, can you come play with meh? I'm bored and lonley, I don't like it here very much." Harley cried out to the police hoping to gain some attention. " Shut it lunatic, I do not want to hear another word from you! Got it? Good." It was clear that this man was not playing around with Harley. " Your no fun, I'm not a lunatic I just know how to have fun." She said sticking her tounge out. The lights had started to flicker, it repated every sixty seconds then it went to every thirty seconds then to no power at all. This lead to chaos and Harley enjoyed every second, no power meant to no working secuirty alarms, locks, and no working locks on the jail doors. The sound of foot steps of police running around could be heard every where along side with criminnals laughing and cheering as they escaped their cells. Harley knew for a fact she was not going to be a goodie two shoes and stay in her cell. Pushing against her cell door, she took off running into the dark, she managed to find some sort of like from a window, she jumped ontop of other cell mates and jumped acorss their heads inorder to get to the window. Fourante enough she was small and skinny to fit through the window. Taking off like a bat from hell she got out of sight from the barn that let pigs wear uniforms. As she kept running, Harley felt a wierd feeling that something was trying to contact her but she did not think to much of it, she thought it was just her being worrierd of being caught by the police. After running for awhile, she found an alley where she could rest. The feeling she felt eariler was back again, this time she could not shake the feeling off. " What are? Are ya here to take meh back to the slammer? If so your waistin your time buddy." She said as she got up with fist balled up ready to fight,looking around if anyone was trying to mess with her. The feeling left her wondering what is making her feel like this. She walked closer and closer to this feeling, and found her self near a rundown building. Harley head was spining with questions, but she saw pretty lights coming from the building and headed for it, she wasn't sure if it was from the bulding or her mind playing games on her. As she got to the building she kicked open the door with her pink slippers, looking around she noticed a strange red headed female who was not Posion Ivy and Professor Zoom. " Um sorry I saw the pretty lights and had to come, the names' Harley, Harley Quinn nice to meet cha both." She said smiling and waving.

How could he ever understand? There were so many things that Barry failed at... saving Ronnie, saving her, then saving Ronnie again... How could he ever look her in the eyes and claim to know how she was feeling or to even understand what he had really done? How could she forgive him when he saved so many others but not her or Ronnie? They were only his best friends! He was an idiot who only caused problems to become worse and worse by altering the timeline for his own petty goals. How could anyone understand? She was a coldhearted freak now.

She supposed she had Eobard to thank for letting her out of her cell at S.T.A.R. Labs... but he was part of her problems as well. He didn't save Ronnie either... or her. And to top it off, if he was from the future, why didn't he stop what he knew was going to happen? Why let her lose her husband -TWICE- and then become this... this frozen thing?! The very question and possible answers made her heart freeze even more in rage. The air about her seemed a haze of ice crystals and frost as she held her fist infront of her.

When the strange, yet oddly familiar, feeling of something -some kind of energy or force- calling to her, Caitl-... no, Killer Frost headed towards it. It felt so familiar... maybe it was Barry screwing with the timeline again? Or maybe it was Reverse Flash ...screwing with the timeline again...? They were both horrible about that crap. She headed towards the epicenter of the call, finding it all the way in Gotham, of all places.

When she finally arrived at this ran down factory, she scoffed to herself. A puff of cold vapor exiting her black rimed lips before smirking. Well, whoever it was was going to get their a** handed to them... and then frozen solid. Entering the factory, she didn't hesitate to stroll through the halls to a wide open space that seemed like it was set up for some kind of conference.

The four faces that turned to look at her had her grumbling, her hands on her hips unhappily. There he was, of course... "I should have known. Reverse Flash... or was it Eobard you preferred?" She raked a black-nailed pale hand through her pale white locks as she moved closer. She didn't recognize the two females, but she knew Deadshot from the files at S.T.A.R. Labs. Killer Frost didn't sit down, not sure if she wanted any part with this -more than likely- crazy scheme of Eobard's.

Somewhere in the outskirts of Gorilla City...

"GRAAAAAGGH!!!" Grodd roared furiously, raising both his great fist and smashing them into the chest of his opponent who lay beneath him. It had been one of his subordinates, Balzar, who had seen it fit to question the leadership of Grodd. Grodd of course would broker no such descent or doubt as to his leadership of this small renegade troupe of intelligent Gorillas. Safe to say, what followed next was a blood feud between the two of them. Although from the looks of it, it was less of a feud and more or less a massacre.

"I WILL NOT BE QUESTIONED!" Grodd snarled at the whimpering Gorilla beneath him who did all he could to defend himself against Grodd's onslaught. Grodd continued smashing away at the gorilla's defense, slapping the hands away and smashing his fist into the creature's skull repeatedly. Again and again and again until a satisfying *CRUNCH* could be heard as his opponents Skull gave way to pure fury and strength. His foe's body spasmed for just a brief moment before falling limp.

Grodd grabbed it by the shoulder's lifting it up for all of his subordinates to see. " WHO ELSE DARES TO QUESTION MY LEADERSHIP!" He snarled , making an example of Balzar's corpse before tossing it to the ground. Satisfied that his point had been made, he turned away from all of them , moving towards the camp. With this distraction dealt with, he could return his attention to more important matters such as ensuring that Gorilla City would fall to him.

His walk was interrupted however by a familiar sensation. That of a speedster's work at hands. Grodd gritted his teeth in thought, the image of some abandoned factory coming to his mind. Somehow, inexplicably, he knew that it was in Gotham. A summoning then? But by who? It could not have been the Flash. That would have been foolish. So then who? There was only one way to find out....


With all haste , Grodd had made for Gotham City. Using a mixture of his own resources as well as his vast psionic powers to assure that the appropriate transport was made for his arrival to be as discrete as possible. He entered the facility, following a trail set. Upon arriving in what appeared to be a meeting hall, he took note of the other occupants. Some of them he knew, others he didn't, and some he didn't care to know. Killer Frost and the Reverse Flash he was more than familiar with. Then of course, there was the Red Lantern. He was not even aware that such a faction existed, only knowing of the Green Lanterns Corps. Two of the females smelled of something arcane and he was sure they more than likely dabbled in some form of mysticism. And as for everyone else? He could care less.

"Thawne." He greeted only the Speedster, who he knew had been responsible for summoning not only him but everyone else in the room. He did not bother asking the pointless question of why they had all been summoned, knowing others had probably already asked the very same.

Eobard was more than impressed with the turn out. As time steadied on, more and more potential had shown itself. He had kept his guests waiting long enough. "I am so glad you could all come." The speedster said grimly, whilst a smug chuckle emerged. He rubbed his hands together, signalling he meant business. Tightening his lips together, he puffed out, still impressed with the turn out. Looking around that their faces, he began with a slight nod, slowly moving from person to person as he spoke. "As I am sure many of you have thought, this is not a trap. No, this is the setting of a trap. My connection to the speedforce has allowed me to transmit a signal to all of you to bring us all together." He allowed his brow to drop somewhat and cast a shadow over his eyes. "Now, you might be thinking 'why bring us all together?' - Well, I want to offer you all something. Superman, Batman, The Flash, Wonder Woman, Aquaman, Cyborg, Green Lantern - all these names and more evoke a great sense of hate in each and everyone of our hearts. They've impeded us all time and time again." Eobard stood up and firmly pressed his hands against the table. "We have some of the worlds mostly deadly criminals in this room, and some even beyond understanding of this time's most intelligent--" He began to shake his head, and tighten his lips once more. "--Yet we all still fail! Not a single one of us are even worth the thought come the 25th Century. Shamed and put down like wild animals - My friends, I'll spare you all the semantics; I believe it would be all in our best interests to form an alliance with each other." Professor Zoom firmly clasped his hand and Gideon appeared behind him, with a long list of dates quickly being scrolled through. "Anyone who does not wish for one, leave now and you will not be called upon again, for those who stay; we can change our own futures, your goal becomes my goal, and my goal becomes yours. We will wreck a doom upon those who have wronged us for so long, in a legion of our own--" Zoom clicked his fingers and tilted his head ever so slightly. "--Our very own Legion of Doom. Share with me your ambitions. Who here will have their name lodged in every history book from now until times end?" Eobard hoped they would all agree to this alliance. His next course of action would be to start a meeting immediately should they all agree, there was no time to spare - with all these range of powers in one room? They would be unstoppable.

After his smart a** question, it appears that other scumbags like him were coming in as well. The first guest that came in appears to be a wash down evil version of Elsa from Frozen. As soon as she came in the room gotten colder a bit. Before he can make another remark, an enormous being entered from the broken part of the ceiling. The Red giant didn't seem like he was around here, however he was just as clueless as he was. Then came a familiar annoying voice, "-Had I known it was an ice cream social, I would have packed my jammies and my woof-woof...What are you girls plotting?". Of course where there is trouble, the Joker always have to be there. That buffoon always got in the way of his plans such as the times when Lawton was active in the Suicide Squad. He shook his head in disappointment of the Joker's comment. Suddenly the Enchantress appears before his very own eyes. Deadshot remembered seeing her before in one of the times he was snooping in Waller's files but never this close in person. She had this very dark aurora in her that was very ominous. Was this of her doing? Then again another magical being was here as well, so she couldn't be the culprit. Just when he thought it was over, more villains came in, a Gorilla, a weird looking guy, and the yellow lantern dude. As soon as they all made themselves comfortable, the man in the yellow suit greeted everyone. It was safe to presume that this "meeting" has started. The guy made some good points about working together and taking out this Justice League. He had no doubt that this rag tag alliance can break the Justice League easily, however there is this one problem and Deadshot had nothing to fear from announcing this. Putting his legs on the table, open a small part of his mask and lit a cigarette on his mouth " Look, I like what ya selling man but I'm a hit-man, I'd like to get paid, not to get a free pass to a club party. So how much dough are we gettin paid here, what's in it for us and what's with showing me those dates? Those are the times I wanted to forget about..."

Star City, 8pm.

Thugs seemed to come out of every crevice in the building, the second tier, which had been cleared of enemies was once again full of an assortment of criminals. 'Dammit,' Green Arrow thought. Unfortunately there wasn't much he could do about it now, there were too many baddies to deal with. Oliver was now blocked by the criminals who stood on each side of the second tier, and with nothing to latch onto he couldn't simply swing his way out of danger. Turning in each direction he studied the offensive stance of the thugs as they slowly approached him. GA cast a few quick glances over the railing to see if there was any piping beneath the second tier, there wasn't.

GA sees he is backed into a corner as he begins to load the first few arrows into his high-tech 'multi-shot' bow. Then uses the interface to program in the highest setting, the limbs of the bow retract giving him the tightest possible draw, with three deadly projectiles loaded Green Arrow fired his weapon. The highest setting was definitely the way to go with this many enemies coming at once. His enemies weren't impressed by Green's little arrows; how many of them could he disarm anyway? He could only shoot three arrows at any one time after all. And there were at least fifteen of them making their way to confront him.

He needed to think fast. The hostiles were close enough for hand to hand combat now which made him lower his bow and begin fending them off with his free hand and bow in the other. The numbers were too much even for a skilled fighter such as himself. He found himself on the rope end of this fight as his bow is knocked away in all of the commotion. The thought that maybe he shouldn't have gone it alone occurred to him but was too late to be thinking about now.