Shadowflame

The air was thick with tension and the faint whiff of burnt popcorn as the Justice League gathered in the shadowy depths of Nanda Parbat. The aftermath of a fierce battle still clung to the walls, which now bore witness to a curious sight: Ra's al Ghul, Cheshire, Sportsmaster, and their henchmen were unceremoniously bound and gagged, slumped against the wall like a rejected set of action figures. Their eyes flickered with anger and confusion, much like a kid who'd just been told they couldn't have dessert.

Meanwhile, Superman and Wonder Woman, looking as poised as ever, were coordinating with the Watchtower. They were like a well-oiled machine, requesting more jets to transport the unwitting villains, their voices steady amidst the chaos. A couple of feet away, Flash, Kid Flash, Green Arrow, Speedy, and Black Canary kept watch over their captives. Their eyes darted to the inner sanctum's computers, where Batman worked with the kind of focus that could only be described as "very serious and a little scary." His fingers danced over the keys, searching for hidden caches of the League of Assassins' operations across the globe.

In the midst of this superhero hubbub, Harry Potter and Robin were engaged in animated conversation with Sirius Black and Talia al Ghul. Harry leaned forward, his eyes practically glowing with enthusiasm as he recounted his bizarre journey.

"So, you see, I jumped through the Veil after you fell in," Harry explained, his voice laced with urgency. "Next thing I knew, I was in the Nevada Desert of this universe!"

Sirius's jaw dropped. "You mean to tell me I've travelled to a different universe without knowing? What is this, some kind of cosmic joke?"

"Believe me, it's all too real," Harry replied, grinning like he'd just discovered an unexpected bonus in a video game. "And when I got there, I was captured by Luthorcorp."

"Luthorcorp?" Sirius frowned. "What in Merlin's name is that?"

Talia, ever the composed presence, took it upon herself to explain. "Luthorcorp is a powerful technology conglomerate, led by Lex Luthor, one of the most dangerous men in this world. They're known for their unethical experiments."

Sirius's expression darkened, as if he'd just bitten into a sour Bertie Bott's Every Flavor Bean. "Experimenting on you, are they? I'd love to hex that bastard!"

Harry chuckled lightly, his gaze shifting to Wonder Woman, who was standing nearby with a watchful demeanor, radiating calm like a lighthouse in a storm. "They spliced my DNA with Wonder Woman's. Technically, she's my parent now."

"Wait, what?!" Sirius sputtered, shock etching his features as if he'd just learned that Quidditch was canceled. "No one can replace James and Lily!"

Diana stepped forward, her voice gentle but firm, like a mom reassuring a scared child. "I would never try to replace them. They were incredibly brave and selfless. I simply want to be a good mother to Harry."

Sirius paused, contemplating her words like a wizard considering a particularly tricky spell. "Alright, I can accept that. But that doesn't mean I won't have a word with Luthor when I get the chance."

Harry continued, "They kept me in a tank filled with some kind of goo until the Justice League rescued me over a month ago. And—get this—Diana's demigod blood awakened the Phoenix and Basilisk DNA lying dormant in my body."

Sirius's eyes widened, an impressed grin creeping onto his face as if he'd just spotted a rare magical creature. "So that's why I saw you flying with wings of fire in that video! Blimey, I wish I could've seen that live!"

"Yeah, that was on my seventeenth birthday," Harry said, a hint of regret coloring his tone. "I'm sorry you missed it."

"Missed it? I can't believe I wasn't there for my godson's birthday!" Sirius exclaimed, his voice rising like the climax of a good story. "Don't worry; I'll make it up to you. I promise!"

Just then, Robin, with a gleam in his eye that could only be described as mischief personified, leaned in closer. "Oh, you should hear about Showergate."

"What now?" Sirius raised an eyebrow, clearly intrigued.

Harry flushed, rubbing the back of his neck like a kid caught with their hand in the cookie jar. "Uh, it's a long story…"

"Long story or not, spill it!" Sirius insisted, practically bouncing with anticipation, which was a sight to behold for someone who usually looked like they just stepped off a battlefield.

With a playful grin, Robin recounted the incident where Harry had inadvertently walked in on Supergirl while she was showering. Cue the laughter from the group. Sirius roared with laughter, pride swelling in his chest like a freshly inflated balloon.

"Good on you, Harry! I knew you'd turn into a proper ladies' man!" Sirius declared, his laughter echoing off the stone walls like a victory cheer.

"That's not all," Robin continued, unable to resist the urge to tease further. "Starfire kissed him right after she landed on this planet. Just to learn English, of course."

Sirius's eyes lit up at this revelation, excitement bubbling over as if he'd just discovered a hidden stash of chocolate frogs. "An alien princess?! I knew my instincts were spot on! You've got it made, Harry!"

"Technically, it was just to learn English," Harry muttered, but his cheeks were flushed with pride nonetheless.

Starfire chimed in, her voice cheerful but earnest. "I wish to share my heart with Harry! He is most wonderful!"

Sirius laughed again, the sound rich and full of joy, the kind that made you want to grab a cup of hot cocoa and bask in the glow of friendship. "You're living the dream, my boy! But—" His eyes narrowed slightly as he realized Talia was listening. "Uh, that was teenage Sirius talking, not current Sirius, alright?"

"Of course," Talia replied, her expression inscrutable but with a hint of amusement dancing in her eyes, as if she were privy to an inside joke.

Kid Flash, sitting off to the side, crossed his arms in jealousy, his expression like that of a kid denied dessert. "This is so unfair. Why does Harry get two girls?"

"Maybe you should try being more charming," Speedy suggested, smirking like a cat who just spotted a mouse.

Supergirl, still a bit naive and seemingly oblivious to the layers of complexity in this superhero soap opera, tilted her head in confusion. "But why is it such a big deal if we all want to be together?"

"Let me explain," Black Canary said, stepping in like a mediator in a superheroic court. "It's more complicated than it looks. Relationships vary from person to person, especially across different cultures."

"Relationships? Is this where I get to wear the crown of raw meat?" Starfire piped in, her eyes sparkling with excitement as if someone had just suggested a new game.

Superman shot Green Arrow an incredulous look, clearly trying to process the thought of his cousin Kara being involved in such a polygamous setup. Green Arrow, on the other hand, was thoroughly enjoying the chaos unfolding before him.

"Hey, if it makes her happy, why not? Just don't let Batman hear you say that," he teased, gesturing toward the Dark Knight, who remained focused on the computer, oblivious to the antics around him.

"Let's just finish what we came here to do," Batman muttered without looking up, his voice a low growl that commanded attention.

As the banter continued, the camaraderie among the heroes was evident. Their laughter rang through the inner sanctum like a warm melody, a welcome reprieve from the seriousness of their mission. Amidst the chaos, Harry felt a sense of belonging he hadn't known since he'd fallen through the Veil, knowing he was finally home—surrounded by friends who felt more like family than anything else.

—

Nanda Parbat loomed in the distance, its majestic mountains rising like ancient gods surveying the world below. The air was charged with an electric urgency as the Justice League prepared for a mission that felt more like a fantastical adventure than a covert operation.

From above, the sleek, stealth jet piloted by Martian Manhunter glided silently through the sky, the engines humming like a well-tuned orchestra. Batman, Green Arrow, Superman, Black Canary, Flash, Speedy, Robin, and Kid Flash formed a perimeter around the bound members of the League of Assassins. Ra's al Ghul, Sportsmaster, Cheshire, and their henchmen looked less like feared villains and more like particularly grumpy mall Santas at this point.

"Let us make this quick," Batman commanded, his voice steady, slicing through the tension like a hot knife through butter.

"On it," Green Arrow replied, scanning for any unexpected surprises—like a surprise party where everyone was armed and decidedly unfriendly.

Flash zoomed around, tying up the captured villains with a speed that made Kid Flash ask, "Can you teach me that?"

Meanwhile, Martian Manhunter maintained a calm demeanor that was almost infuriating. "All prisoners are secured," he announced, a hint of relief coloring his voice, as if he'd just completed a particularly challenging level in a video game.

As they finished securing the area, Wonder Woman, Shadowflame (Harry), Supergirl, and Starfire emerged from the shadows, guiding Sirius Black and Talia al Ghul toward a second jet that was cloaked nearby.

Sirius bounced on his toes, his eyes wide with excitement as he took in the sleek aircraft. "Is that a jet? I have never seen one up close! This is brilliant!"

Talia rolled her eyes but couldn't suppress a smirk. "You are easily impressed, Black."

"Hey! It is not every day you get to ride in a superhero jet!" Sirius retorted, his enthusiasm contagious enough to draw a grin from Harry.

Supergirl flashed a smile that could power a city. "You will love it. It is super fast! But hold on tight."

Starfire's eyes sparkled with excitement as she added, "We will soar through the skies like the stars themselves!" Her tone was filled with a cheerful anticipation, the kind that made it sound like they were about to embark on a delightful journey to the "mall of shopping" rather than an exhilarating rescue mission.

Harry chuckled, his heart warmed by Sirius's exuberance. "Just wait until you see how it flies. It is like nothing you have ever experienced! You will feel like you are on the best broomstick ever!"

"Wait, what is a broomstick?" Starfire asked, her curiosity shining through like sunlight breaking a cloudy day.

Harry grinned, seizing the moment. "It is a magical flying stick we use for Quidditch—a wizarding sport where you try to catch four different balls while dodging each other. Picture a chaotic game of dodgeball, but with more glitter and less sense."

"That sounds fascinating!" Starfire exclaimed, her face lighting up with interest. "You must tell me more about it!"

As they boarded the jet, Wonder Woman initiated the launch sequence. The cockpit came alive with a gentle hum, vibrating beneath them like a cat preparing to pounce.

"Let us go," she commanded, her voice dripping with confidence that could convince anyone of the existence of unicorns.

The jet lifted off, the breathtaking landscape of Nanda Parbat shrinking beneath them. Sirius looked out the window like a child at a candy store, marveling at the view.

"This is incredible! It is like flying on a broomstick but better!" he exclaimed, his voice filled with pure joy.

"Just remember to keep your hands inside the vehicle at all times," Harry teased, earning a laugh from Talia and a playful shove from Supergirl.

"G'lufnog!" Starfire exclaimed suddenly, her eyes wide. "What is the purpose of keeping hands inside? Will they fly away?"

Harry chuckled, trying to explain. "It is just a safety thing. You don't want anything to get caught or—"

"Or 'kick the butt' of the outside!" Starfire finished, proud of her adaptation of Earth phrases, though her understanding was a tad off.

"Yes! Exactly!" Harry laughed. "But without the kicking."

As they soared toward Mount Justice, Harry felt a bubbling mix of excitement and nerves in his stomach. He knew Remus was going to flip his lid when he saw Sirius again, and not the 'I just won the lottery' kind of flip.

Mount Justice soon came into view—a fortress of hope rising against the skyline like a beacon in a world often dimmed by darkness. The jet landed, and they disembarked, ready for whatever awaited them.

As the hatch opened, there stood Remus Lupin, looking like someone who had just been told their favorite book was getting a sequel. His expression shifted from confusion to sheer disbelief as he took in the sight of Sirius.

"Sirius?" Remus's voice trembled, as if he was trying to convince himself this wasn't a dream.

"Remus!" was the battle cry that erupted from Sirius as he rushed forward, the two friends crashing together in an emotional embrace. "I thought I would never see you again!"

"I thought you were dead!" Remus whispered, his voice thick with emotion, fighting back tears. "I mourned for you, Sirius."

"I am sorry. It is a long story, but I am back now," Sirius replied, stepping back to look at his best friend, eyes sparkling with joy.

"Harry, you brought him back!" Remus turned to Harry, gratitude pouring from his gaze. "You did this?"

"Of course! I could not leave him behind. I would never let him go again," Harry beamed, pride swelling in his chest as he witnessed the reunion.

"Who are your friends?" Remus asked, gesturing to Starfire and Supergirl, who stood nearby with friendly smiles.

"This is Starfire and Supergirl. They are part of the League," Harry explained, presenting them like a game show host revealing contestants.

Starfire stepped forward, her vibrant personality radiating warmth. "It is a pleasure to meet you, Remus! Harry has told me much about you!"

Remus managed a smile, still recovering from the shock of seeing Sirius alive. "It is nice to meet you too. Thank you for helping Harry."

Supergirl nodded, her expression friendly. "We are all in this together. Trust me, it is way better with friends."

As laughter and shared stories filled the air, hope enveloped them like a warm blanket. For the first time in what felt like forever, Remus's heart soared, knowing his best friend was back and that their family—however unconventional—was complete again.

Together, they were ready to face whatever wild and crazy challenges lay ahead, united against the forces of darkness. After all, they were stronger together—a mismatched but utterly determined family ready to write their own epic saga.

—

There's nothing quite like a hot shower after a mission. I mean, really, if there's a better way to wash off sweat, grime and Justice League-level stress, I'd love to hear it. The hot water works magic on my aching muscles, and for five glorious minutes, I get to pretend that my life isn't totally bonkers.

Then, of course, the universe laughs and reminds me: Harry, your life is never normal.

The bathroom door whooshes open.

I freeze.

Two very naked figures—Kara and Kori—slip into the shower with me like it's the most natural thing in the world.

"Kara? Kori?!" My voice cracks. Yep, real smooth, Harry. I could probably hit falsetto with that squeak.

Kara, who somehow manages to look smug and adorable under a spray of water, brushes her wet blonde hair behind her ear. "What? I'm just recreating the day we met."

I blink. Met? What—? And then it hits me like a Bludger to the face: Showergate.

Ah yes, that day—when I accidentally walked in on Kara while she was showering. In my defense, these sliding doors don't exactly come with "Occupied" signs. Still, I'd stood there like a complete idiot while we stared at each other in stunned horror, both very, very naked.

Naturally, Robin and the Weasley twins dubbed the incident "Showergate," and the whole League thought it was hilarious. I thought it was the most awkward moment of my life.

Correction: This is now the most awkward moment of my life.

Kara steps closer, the spray bouncing off her shoulders and onto mine. "I figured you saw me naked the first time we met, so... why not do it again, you know, without the awkwardness?"

Without the awkwardness? Lady, we just flew past awkward and crashed straight into bizarre.

Before I can form a sentence, Kori beams at me. And look, Kori's smile? It's like sunshine bottled in human form. You can't help but feel happy when she smiles at you—unless, of course, she's naked in your shower and telling you you're her soulmate.

"Harry, I too wish to create such a memory," Kori says, her voice full of innocent enthusiasm. "It is important to me because I believe you are my soulmate."

Of course, she does.

Kori's idea of romance is... well, let's just say it's as straightforward as a brick to the face. She doesn't mess around with subtlety. Tamaraneans love hard and fast, and the whole "slow-burn relationship" thing is apparently a very Earth-specific concept.

"Uh, Kori, that's not really—" I try to explain, but my words fizzle out like a spell gone wrong.

Kori tilts her head in confusion, her big green eyes wide with curiosity. "This is not what humans do with their soulmates? Showering together to bond emotionally?"

"No—well, I mean, some do, but that's not really—" Oh Merlin, I'm making this worse.

Kara leans against me, her shoulder brushing mine under the water. "Relax, Harry," she says, her voice full of mischief. "We did say we wanted to explore things between the three of us."

Oh. Right. That.

Because just a few hours ago, Kara and Kori decided to lay all their feelings on the table. And by "lay on the table," I mean they both confessed they had feelings for me—and that they were perfectly okay with sharing me. Together. As in… they wanted to try being in a relationship. All three of us.

And now, here we are. Naked. In a shower. Together.

I can feel my brain short-circuiting. Someone please send help.

Before I can form any coherent thoughts, Kara's lips are on mine. It's soft at first, just a brush of her mouth, but then it deepens, and—yep—brain has officially left the building.

She tastes like mint toothpaste and a hint of vanilla, and I'm suddenly hyper-aware of everything—her hand brushing my arm, the water drumming on our skin, the way her lips curve into a slight smile against mine.

I hover awkwardly, unsure whether to put my hands on her hips or keep standing there like a clueless idiot. (Spoiler: I pick the latter.)

Just as I think my brain might fully blue-screen, Kori steps in with her usual bright enthusiasm. "Ah! Now I understand this custom!" she announces. Then, without missing a beat, she kisses me too.

Kori's kiss is different—softer, more exploratory, like she's trying to memorize every emotion she's read about love in one go. It's warm, bright, and a little overwhelming, like kissing pure sunshine.

When Kori pulls back, her smile lights up the room. "Yes! I believe this is what humans call affection-sharing, yes?"

I'm about 90% sure my soul has left my body at this point.

"K-Kara… Kori…" I stammer, trying to form words that won't make me sound like a total idiot.

Kara grins, obviously enjoying every second of this. "What's the matter, Boy Wizard? You look like you've seen a ghost."

Kori giggles, and I swear it sounds like bells on a spring morning. "Or perhaps a clorbag varblernelk?"

I have no idea what that is, but I'm 99% sure it's either adorable or an insult.

"Relax," Kara says, running her fingers down my arm. "We're not rushing anything. We're just… seeing how this feels."

"And does this not feel nice?" Kori asks, her expression full of genuine curiosity. "I wish to know if this is a shlorvak—a dream—or if this is truly happening."

Trust me, Kori, I've been asking myself that question for a solid five minutes now.

I take a deep breath, the scent of shampoo and warm skin filling the air. "Yeah… It feels nice."

Kara's grin widens. "Good. See? No pressure. No expectations. Just us."

"Yes!" Kori claps her hands, water splashing everywhere. "I am most pleased to share this… bonding shower."

"Bonding shower?" I repeat weakly.

Kori nods enthusiastically. "Yes! A shower where we bond through affection."

Kara bursts out laughing, leaning against me for support. "Oh, Kori, you've got so much to learn about Earth customs."

Kori frowns thoughtfully, then shrugs. "That is all right. I shall learn. And until then…" She kisses my cheek with the same bright enthusiasm as everything else she does. "We shall create many wonderful memories together!"

Kara follows suit, pressing a kiss to my other cheek. "Yeah, Harry. Lots of memories."

And just like that, the tension melts away. Because somehow, with these two? Even the weirdest moments feel… right.

Water streams down over us, and for the first time in forever, I let myself relax. Maybe—just maybe—this isn't as crazy as it seems.

Okay, it's totally crazy. But with Kara and Kori? I think I can live with that.

—

So, fun fact: life gets really weird when two of the hottest girls you've ever met decide to share a shower with you. And by "weird," I mean incredible but also terrifying, because there's no manual on how to handle that without coming off like a complete idiot. Luckily, we didn't take things too far—just some serious make-out sessions that left my brain half-melted.

Now, here we are, post-shower, with both girls wearing my clothes like they've taken over my closet. Which, honestly? Not a bad look on them.

Kara's drowning in one of my hoodies. She's rolled the sleeves up, but it still looks like she borrowed it from a Yeti. Somehow, though, she pulls it off like a fashion statement. Meanwhile, Kori is rocking my old Quidditch jersey, which—uh—fits a little differently than it did on me. Spoiler alert: it's now a lot shorter. Like, can-barely-cover-her-hips short.

Let's just say I'm doing my best not to stare.

Just as I'm trying to convince my brain to reboot and stop being dumb, the door swings open, and in swoops the legend herself—Hedwig. My trusty owl, snow-white and sassy as ever, glides in like royalty making an entrance.

"Ladies, meet Hedwig," I say, holding out my arm as she lands gracefully. "She's my first friend. Saved my butt more times than I can count."

Kara steps closer, a soft smile spreading across her face. "Hey, beautiful," she murmurs, gently stroking Hedwig's feathers.

Hedwig hoots approvingly, which, from her, is the equivalent of a standing ovation.

"Oh!" Kori gasps, clapping her hands together. "She is a most glorious creature of snow! May I call her… bumgorf?"

Kara raises an eyebrow. "Uh… bum-what?"

"Bumgorf," Kori repeats happily. "It is a word of affection on my home planet, for one who is like a child to you." She turns to Hedwig. "May I call you this, noble Hedwig?"

Hedwig tilts her head, blinking slowly. That's owl-speak for Sure, whatever. You people are weird.

Kori beams. "She accepts me! This is most joyful!"

Kara chuckles, giving me a look that says, You really found yourself a weirdo. I grin back, thinking, Yeah, but she's my weirdo.

Hedwig gives one final hoot, then hops to her perch by the window, clearly deciding we're too boring to keep her awake. Classic Hedwig—she's got the whole "aloof bird of mystery" thing down to a science.

"Alright," I say, clapping my hands together. "How about I show you two around Mount Justice?"

Kara arches an eyebrow. "You mean there's more to this place than the shower?"

I roll my eyes. "Ha-ha. Very funny."

"Yes!" Kori exclaims, bouncing a little on her toes. "I wish to explore this 'Mount of Justice'! Perhaps there will be a room of games or… a mall of shopping?"

"Uh, not exactly," I say, biting back a grin. "But there is a training room where we can, you know, kick butt."

Kori gasps. "Oh! We shall kick the butt? This is most exciting! I will become a warrior of great renown!"

Kara nudges me with her elbow. "Well, Boy Wizard, lead the way. Let's see what this place has to offer."

We head out into the corridors, with Kara strolling along casually and Kori skipping like a kid at Disneyland. It's hard to believe how much this place has changed in just a few weeks.

When we first arrived, it was just me and a small group of magical refugees—wizards, witches, and a handful of goblins. Now? This whole island chain around Mount Justice has become a sanctuary. We've got Veela, house-elves, centaurs, and even a couple of dragons hanging out here.

Yeah. Dragons. No big deal.

"This place is incredible," Kara says, glancing around as we pass a gym where some goblins are sparring with enchanted swords. "Not exactly the Fortress of Solitude, but it's got character."

"You're welcome to stay," I offer. "We could use the help. Plus, I'm pretty sure you and Kori are the only Kryptonian and Tamaranean around here. You're officially rare."

"I like being rare!" Kori says brightly. "It means we are most special, yes?"

"Exactly," I say, grinning. "And trust me, we need all the special we can get."

We pass a Veela tending to a garden of magical herbs and a dragon snoozing by the lake outside. Kara's eyes light up when she spots it.

"You've got dragons?" she asks, like I've been holding out on her. "Please tell me I get to fly one."

"Only if you ask nicely," I reply.

Kori gasps, her eyes sparkling. "Oh! May I also ask the dragon nicely? I would very much enjoy the flying!"

Kara laughs. "That's assuming it doesn't eat us first."

We reach the main hall, where refugees are gathered, chatting and sharing food. There's this sense of peace here—like, for the first time in a long while, these people feel safe.

"This place," I say quietly, more to myself than to the girls, "it's starting to feel like home."

Kara gives me a soft smile. "Yeah. It does."

Kori wraps an arm around my shoulders, her grin as bright as the sun. "And with us together, this place will only grow stronger!"

For a second, I just stand there, a warm feeling spreading through my chest. For the first time in… I don't even know how long, I don't feel like I have to do everything on my own.

Kara claps me on the back, breaking the moment. "Alright, tour guide. What's next? Please say it's the gym—I need to punch something."

"Yeah," I say, grinning. "Training room's just ahead."

Kori pumps her fists in the air. "We shall kick the butt! This is the most glorious day!"

I laugh, leading them down the hall. "Alright, come on, warriors of renown. Let's go kick some butt."

And just like that, with Kara at my side and Kori cheering us on, everything feels exactly the way it's supposed to be.

—

Meanwhile, in Kasnia...

If Lady Shiva had a dollar for every time an idiot underestimated her, she could buy the Justice League's entire Watchtower. Twice. And have enough left over for a vacation in Tahiti.

The mission was supposed to be quick and clean. In, slice, out. No witnesses, no noise, no drama. Kasnia's politicians were already paranoid enough without noticing that the deadliest assassin in the world had been there. She'd handled the job perfectly—because, of course, she had. You don't get to be the most feared assassin on the planet by messing up simple assignments.

But then the message came in, and oh boy, it was a doozy.

Ra's al Ghul. Captured. Sportsmaster and Cheshire, too. Basically, all the fun people, Shiva thought with a sigh. Apparently, the Justice League decided it was "rescue mission" day and kicked in the doors to Nanda Parbat like they were storming a Taco Bell for late-night chalupas.

And the kicker? Talia al Ghul—Ra's own daughter—was the one who betrayed them. Classic. The League of Assassins really needed to update their HR policies. "Rule #1: Don't let family members with daddy issues anywhere near top-secret operations."

Now Ra's was sitting in some Justice League lockup, probably plotting ways to turn the whole thing into some convoluted lesson about immortality and destiny. Meanwhile, every would-be assassin and henchperson who thought they were tough was already scrambling to grab whatever piece of the League they could. The power vacuum was going to be a mess. It always was.

Shiva rubbed her temples. "This is what I get for taking a day off."

Without Ra's running the show, things were going to go downhill fast. Most of the smaller assassins didn't have the sense to avoid stepping on landmines—metaphorically and literally. And Sportsmaster? Please. That guy couldn't keep a plan together if you gave him duct tape and a flowchart. As for Cheshire... Well, Jade was talented. Problem was, she also had the self-preservation instincts of a cat on a windowsill.

In other words: Shiva was going to have to clean up this mess, and she already hated it.

She leapt from the roof she'd been perched on, landing silently in the alley below. Her mind was already working through the angles. First step? Figure out where Ra's was being held. Second? Find out what Talia was up to—because if there was one thing Shiva knew, it was that Talia always had a backup plan.

And third? Well... third was probably rescuing Jade. Again. It was starting to become a routine at this point.

Honestly, Shiva didn't even care that Ra's had been captured. What bugged her was that the Justice League thought they'd won. They didn't realize that capturing Ra's al Ghul was like trying to trap smoke in a jar—it only made the fire spread faster.

And here's the thing about Lady Shiva: she didn't like losing. Ever. Especially not to people who wore spandex in public.

With a grin sharper than her blade, Shiva disappeared into the Kasnian night. The game was far from over.

And the Justice League? They were about to find out that they'd just rolled the dice on a game they had no idea how to play.

---

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