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"I'm guessing all the security cameras in the world being online doesn't matter when there is a small militia forming on the rooftops," Ceres commented regarding the report from Shifter and the power being brought back to life in the Asylum. She looked at Plasma, "Who is the one that Shifter described?"

She could tell that he was scanning his memory. There were so many villains in her own universe that she knew it often times required a bit of thought to remember who was who and who did what and who wore what and who ran with who.

"Mad Hatter," he replied almost certainly, "Possibly suffers Schizophrenia, is known to create technological mind control devices."

"Genius and insane, brilliant," She answered, "I would like to say it's safe to assume he doesn't have anything created so soon... but that would be a horrible one to make. Everybody should be on alert. We have some criminals loose."

Now that her senses were starting to work as she desired them to. She put her hand down onto the ground and looked ahead. Feeling through the energy of the earth, she tried to sense any disturbances. She didn't know how effective her abilities would be in this place. Mutants were so much more prone to creating energy disturbances and it didn't seem that this other universe had any mutants per say.

"I can feel a new chill on the air," She looked up at the sky. The chill hadn't been there before. She ran her hands through the soil under foot, "Somebody has manipulated this ground, the vegetation is not natural. We have to move. NOW!"

Her orders were as quick as the plants seemingly coming to life and snapping at their feet. There was also a booming resonating through the ground like a tiny earth quake. No... it was just a really big man who seemed to come out of nowhere and knock Ms. Marvel three yards back. She was strong enough not to be too injured, but it was a surprise.

"Poison Ivy, Bane, and Mr. Freeze," One of the JLA members responded to the appearance of villains. Ceres pulled Venin and another Avenger up over the tangling vines of Poison Ivy. This was her area of expertise. At least part of it. She couldn't see the woman who was creating the problem, but she could see the problem.

"We need to get reinforcements from the Watchtower to secure Arkham while we deal with these three," Ceres said to Plasma, "Unless you guys have another way of handling things."

Ceres dropped herself out of her levitation to get a better grasp on the soil and its elemental energies. With her empathic abilities, she felt the wild will of the vines which was somewhat intoxicating. Her eyes started turning an emerald green as she could feel the overwelming venom of emotion from their creator. Her hands started to morph into a viney green texture unwittingly. Wrapping the vines around her hands, she started to summon elemental fire abilities to destroy portions of the vines. She needed to see the amount of control that their creator had. Quite a bit it seemed.

"You're a naught lady, eh?" She muttered to herself about Poison Ivy, "This is going to be fun."

She ripped two of the main vines out of their grip on the soil. Her power still needed more control, but she did her best to freeze the air around the vines she held to instantly freeze them. The potential of power was there, other mutants with her ability could do godly things. She wasn't there, but she had power at her disposal. The ice started to crystalize up her arms but her skin had morphed itself to protect her. The vines started to shard and shatter.

"Gonna have to try harder than that," Ceres moved in to try to find their attacker.

"Batman? Are you getting this?," Plasma said as he started hacking away at the vines that were growing exponentially on the rooftop. "Batman? J'onn? Anyone?"

"I hear you... Plasma, right?" Plasma didn't respond as he ducked a punch thrown by the behemoth Bane. Plasma met Bane's gut with a shot from the emerald blade he conjured up previously. Bane shrugged it off and hit Plasma hard with a double ax-handle blow to the jaw. "Plasma?"

".... Who is this?," Plasma asked as he fired a bolt of energy at Bane, knocking him back a step.

"I'm a friend of Batman and the Huntress. Call me Oracle," the feminine voice said.

"Ok, Oracle." Plasma again got hit in the stomach before he could continue his sentence. Bane was feeding himself more Venom, and starting to shrug off even the hardest shots that Plasma could give him.

"Arkham's in a state of chaos, I see this. The camera's I've patched into have shown various unknown targets in the area, aside from the League and it's allies, and they've all left the vicinity of the asylum. Some of the known inmates like the Joker and Harley Quinn have left the vicinity as well."

"But we have a situation on our hands. I've got Bane at my...." Plasma was cut off as he saw a blue flash dart in between himself and Bane. The next thing he knew, Bane was being sent fifty feet in the air. It was Ms. Marvel getting a small slice of her pride back. "Never mind. Bane's neutralized." Marvel nodded at Plasma before she took off to help the others with Poison Ivy. Poison Ivy had taken notice of Plasma and started to attack him as well.

Joker and Harley on the loose?, Plasma thought to himself as he dodged a spiked vine shot his way. I hope that Bruce is ready for all of this. As soon as he settled on his feet after his evasive move, he felt an extreme blast of cold hit him in the legs. He no sooner hit the ground when he saw the icy stare of Victor Fries looking him straight in the face.

"Your time is up, Lantern," Freeze said mechanically as he shot Plasma again with a blast from his freeze pistol. It grew the ice from Plasma's legs all the way up his body. "Slow your breathing. That is unless you are claustrophobic." Again, Freeze shot Plasma with the freeze pistol. The next thing Plasma knew, he was engulfed in a huge block of ice.

So.... cold..... so.... cold..., Plasma thought to himself. The ice was unnaturally cold. Almost as if it were dry ice. He could hear Oracle saying something in his ear piece, but he could not concentrate enough to listen. All he was concerned about was freeing himself. The more he struggled, the more he found the energy being sapped from him. With a last ditch effort, he concentrated the energy from his ring to start sending cracks throughout the thick ice. With a dull, emerald glow, the ice splintered and sloughed off of the Lantern's body. He was free, but too cold to even move a muscle.

"Clearly I underestimated you, Lantern," Freeze said, "A mistake I shall not make again." The Lantern just sat prone as he saw the freeze pistol aimed directly as his head.

"A little... help... here," Plasma said. His teeth chattered a mile a minute as he felt he had been thrown in the Arctic circle in his underwear. He didn't particularly like being at the mercy of Freeze, but in his physical state, he didn't truly have a choice.

The controller of the vines was disabled. The vines lost their life, but the potential to use them was still present. Grabbing another set of vines, the ones that were connected to anything else along the roof or Arkham, Ceres conjured enough energy and froze the air immediately around the vines. What was left crystalized and shattered across the roof top. Conjuring a swirling of wind, she picked up the shards and hurled them into the water around the asylum. With the vines gone, even if Poison Ivy could resurface and join the fight, those particular babies of hers would not be there to control.

She looked at the new coming superhero to help them and smiled in thanks for the assistance. "Friend, can you scan the area inside and disable any villains still trying to make way out of here?"

Ceres levitated over to Plasma turning around to see the Freezing incident. She nodded to Ghost as a sign of approval for his skills on this particular evening. To Plasma she said, "Hold still." Not that he had much choice. He was partially frozen by Mr. Freeze.

Holding her hands about five inches from Plasma, she started to manipulate the air currents around him. Her brow furrowed as she concentrated hard enough to make the air move fast enough to superheat itself into a warm current around Plasma. She had to do this once last winter when a fisherman had fallen into the icy river. Needless to say, she hoped she didn't char Plasma but what he didn't know couldn't hurt him. The warm current she was generating was held long enough to thaw him out, but not enough to dehydrate him into shock. Thankful for that, it sounded like they would need his expertise this evening.

Mr. Freeze seemed a little miffed that his weapon was disabled temporarily by Ghost. The backfire didn't seem to bother him much. Freeze's protective suit seemed to do a good bit of protecting. But the super genius was busy retooling his gun for another attack.

"Looks like Frosty is the last man standing," Ceres took double note that Bane was definitely held at bay by Ms. Marvel and Quicksilver. "Let's wrap this up... sounds like we have much more work ahead."

She could only wonder what was going on in other areas of the world. Her best hope was there there were many other Superheroes remaining.

Ceres' skin finished taking the icy blue appearance to protect herself against Mr. Freeze's cold. It was none too soon. She started charing as he fired his now fixed gun again. The cold pushed her back and she did notice the drop in temperature, but being an elemental metamorph had it's advantages. The cold only sat on her frosty skin like snow. Ceres barked out orders as she pushed forward through Freeze's stream of snow and ice.

"Ghost, get the gun again. Plasma, get ready to hit on my call. I can get close to this one without any problem." Pushing forward she flew into Mr. Freeze at full force knocking the freeze gun out of his hand and him skidding along the frosted ground and into the wall along the side of the rooftop. She had made herself equal to Freeze's strength with the power of the elements that Ivy and Freeze had been tossing around.

Discounting Freeze's strength at this point would have been a mistake. The advantage the team of heroes had this time was that their foes were weaker having been imprisoned for so long. She knew on any other day, these three villains may very well take a small force to take down.

She closed in on Freeze, and he kicked his legs up at her using her own force sending her up over the wall. Catching a current, she stopped herself from falling and redirected herself back at Freeze with a heavy right cross that was met with a block and a blow to her stomach.

"That all you got?" She spat and started warming the air around Mr. Freeze. She could see the discomfort forming on his face. The man's suit was not up to par. It looked old and worn, like it was one he found in the dungeon of the prison to escape the place. The ice that had formed on her own skin was starting to melt away into puddles on the ground, which was starting to heat up. Mr. Freeze put a boot into her mid section, but as she fell she used one of the warm currents to knock Mr. Freeze into the air.

"Plasma! Hit him!" She yelled as she struck the ground, the rest of the ice melting off of her skin and uniform. Mr. Freeze was weakened and vulnerable. One good hit would knock him out.

With Plasma and Ceres busy with Freeze and Poison Ivy Forellen had decided to take care of the Mad Hatter. That would be a good idea before he got done with whatever had had going for him at the moment. She had to find him first. Sailing up she went back to where she say him last. Lo and behold he was still there and even better was the fact that he was alone.

Taking him down was actually rather simply she simply dove at his back and a moment before she ran into him shifted back to normal knocking the man to the floor and knocking the wind out of him. His hat went bouncing across the roof as Forellen checked him over. "Eh, he'll survive..." She said and neatly tied him up until they could get him back to his cell in the asylum.

Shane was dropped off before Arkum as his transporter saw trouble in the city still. Setting himself up for what was about to become, he quick-changed into his flowing robes and strode toward the front gate when he heard a very distinct laugh that sent a chill down his spine. It was a mad cackle that varied in pitch and volume in a way that could only be described as deranged. He turned and saw the Joker in his favorite suit, taken from the personal affects room most likely.

"Well, well, well, look who we have here? Old Batty's new toy. SHouldn't you be asleep at this time of night? Here let me help," The Joker said in a caring tone right before he took his stolen billy club and threw it at Mind Freak.

Dodging the attack, he turned right into a face-full of foot and was sent sprawling. Whiping the blood off his lip, he got up, and swore at himself for not being ready. He wasn't going to make that mistake again. Mind Freak made his eyes glow right before his dissapeared right before Joker's eyes.

"No, Joker, I think I just found something some homework I forgot about. It is about how desception is the best way to fight," Mind Freak gloated, knowing he had the upper-hand. Without any gadgets or anything, the Joker's mind was his play toy. As such, he appeared behind the villian and returned the favor with a stomp-kick to the back, all the while invisible, and inaudible.

"You think you are going to beat me, punk, do ya? Well, I got words two words for you, 'Sick 'em'."

Before Shane could figure out what that meant, he heard wild yipps behind him. As he turned, he got sight of Harly Quinn, who musted of just come back from getting the two hyenas, as they were about to take himout.

As dog brains are not human, his powers were useless against them and all he had time to do was cringe before the two brought him down, and he blacked out from his head hitting the pavement.

Later, when he fuzzily woke up, he found himself still on the street, with the Joker and the others insight. And to his chagrin, he was shamed like a drunk frat boy by most likely Harley. "Sonnovagun."

Ceres ducked her head as a green burst of plasma like energy came from Plasma's direction and knocked Freeze unconscious once and for all that evening. She picked herself up from the ground and levitated back towards Plasma and Ghost. As she moved across the roof, her appearance started mutating from the frosty form to her regular tone.

"Let's get these criminals back where they belong," She waved to the fallen Freeze, Ivy, Mad Hatter and Bane. Plasma bound each of the fallen with green bands of energy and they levitated the prisoners back down to their cells. Ceres called over to Shifter, "Good work there, friend. Regretting taking my pictures at the Falls yet?"

Ceres gave a wink and a smile trying to lighten the mood a bit. Things were incredibly silent, stressed, and serious. The magnitude of the world hadn't really set in even though she had literally felt the world split and patch itself together crudely. Not sure how her levity would be taken, she straightened her expression, "Let's wrap this up. The sooner we get back to the Watchtower... the sooner we can start looking for Doom and Lex..."

Much of Arkham seemed to be settling. Heroes from various areas of the 'other' universe seemed to bring in rogue escapees. After speaking to the prison security, who now seemed to have things under control, it appeared that only two prisoners were missing now: Joker and Harley Quinn. It also seemed that the disruption somehow interfered with their security sensors.

"I think we're safe to head back to the Watchtower now," Ceres looked at Plasma and then at one of the newer heroes on the scene, "Golden Boy, they called you... you should come with us, we can use more heroes."

Jay brushed his hair out of his face after taking out Ivy. She was easy to take down, though he had thought she might come back as she demands mother nature. He knew that the powers of earth had ways of bringing back what is fallen.

A large man in a metallic suit with a pale blue complection fell to the ground with a thud, causing him to step back from the body, unaware of what this villian could do. But he was out cold, just like his awkward appearance. Those who took him down were unfamiliar to him. Strangem yet powerful, but unknown to his knowledge.

"I think we're safe to head back to the Watchtower now," Ceres looked at Plasma and then at one of the newer heroes on the scene, "Golden Boy, they called you... you should come with us, we can use more heroes.", said Ceres, the woman Jay assumed to be the leader of the band of heroes before him.

"Yeah, that's what they call me. And you can call me GB for short.", Jay replied back. "What do 'we' need more heroes for? Does this have to do with the odd occurances of this...I don't know...this reality warp? I mean, I was with my friends back in Gothom City, and moments later...everything changed around me and I wound up here, in this Asylum.", he said with confusion written all over his face.

"Indeed that is true, Shifter," Plasma said quietly as he touched his hand to his ear. "J'onn, you there?"

"I hear you Plasma."

"I think we're ready to convene and figure out our next plan of action."

"To the Watchtower then? I need to calibrate for a couple of more people, but we will bring you home," J'onn said.

"Well. I guess that's a wrap," Plasma said to everyone. While he spoke, the air around him crackled slightly and he felt himself start to vaporize. The next thing he knew all heroes called to serve the combined Justice League and Avengers were on the Watchtower. Plasma looked around and saw everyone around him, most were standing, there was another new face, and Mind Freak was sitting on the floor, mostly. Plasma finished looking over the crew and finally saw some of his old friends from the League. Wonder Woman and the Flash entered the room behind J'onn and Batman. Reed Richards and Captain America also seemed to be slowly meshing their way into the group, but Plasma could feel that Batman was a bit uneasy about everything. As it stood, it seemed both groups were starting to gravitate towards their collective allies.

"It's good to be back," Plasma said as he gravitated towards his friends.

"It's good to see you, Lantern," Wonder Woman said. "It seems our ranks have been thinned out considerably."

"Tell me about it," Flash interrupted, "I've been having to deal with The Key and Captain Boomerang. Nearly got my skull crushed in by a boomerang." Flash started rubbing his head gingerly. "I don't think I really want to go to Australia again."

"Everyone," J'onn said, finally speaking up to the small crew, "We need to take stock of who we have lost today."

Batman spoke quietly, mainly due to his use of people civilian names. "Clark, Dinah, Carter, Ray, Eel, Red Tornado, Captain Marvel..."

Wonder Woman spoke up quickly, "Vixen, Phantom Stranger, Firestorm, Fire, Ice, Elongated Man, and Shayera."

"And no word from Arthur," Batman said, finishing off the list.

"He's not an official member though," Flash said, "But he is close enough to be counted, I guess."

"It makes me wonder how many of the Corps are still around," Plasma said to himself, "I fear that if there aren't many around, I may have to police more than my sector of the galaxy."

"We still have business to attend to down on Earth. Do not forget that the planet below us is our main concern," J'onn said finishing the little conference. "That being said, we need to extend an olive branch to our new allies. I'm going to allow them to stay at the Watchtower for the time being."

"Are you sure that's wise, Martian?," Batman asked with a gruff tone in his voice.

"I cannot see what that will hurt. Besides, I am always here. If something were to happen, I'm sure plenty of us Justice Leaguers will be at the ready." Batman didn't really like that answer, so he stalked off towards Mind Freak. "That being said, Plasma. Show the Avengers around the Watchtower. Our home is now their's," J'onn continued. "Be hospitable, but exercise some caution." Plasma knew that it was the right thing to do, but curiosity was getting the better of him. He really wanted to go to Oa to make sure the Corps was still intact. But first...

Walking over to his new comrades in the Avengers, he spoke kind of quietly. "Alright. Whoever wants the grand tour," Plasma said to the assembled group of heroes. "Divvy up and follow me."