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"So...You have arrived," Jason said, his gaze fixed on Superman standing before him.
"Yes... I have..." Superman replied, voice steady but eyes shadowed by the memories of the Joker incident.
"How have you been?" Jason asked.
Clark shook his head, clearing his thoughts. "I am fine." He placed the Key to the War World carefully on the table. "Here..."
Jason's eyes narrowed. "You heard?"
"Yes. Manhunters and the invasion by Despero. So you can have it back. You will need it to protect the world..." Clark's voice was calm but firm.
"I see. Don't worry, I'll give it back as soon as we deal with them," Jason said.
"No… Don't. You can keep it. You've earned the right to hold it. I trust you now, more than I trust my own self..." Clark turned, leaving the room with measured steps.
Jason watched him go, letting out a quiet sigh. "Looks like I've earned my place, eh? Well… then… let's go visit our friends. Shall we?"
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"So… like, was I really… bad? Did I do something stupid? Is that why you're not allowing me to install it on here?" Kara's words tumbled out as she tried to urge Jason to set up the Red Sun panels on the War World.
"No means no. I don't need a drunk Kryptonian around," Jason said firmly, placing the Key where it belonged and activating the War World.
Zatanna walked in after, glancing around. "We've transferred all the important stuff in here. I think we're pretty good now, right?"
"Yup. Let's go to the command room," Jason said, turning to leave.
"Hey! Don't ignore me! Please! Please! I NEED IT!" Kara pleaded, her voice high and frantic.
"Ugh… still about this? Kara, you sexually harassed him last time, get over it. Drinking isn't for you!" Zatanna said, rolling her eyes.
"I DID WHAT?! No, no! I would never!" Kara shouted, flustered.
Jason ignored the exchange as he walked all the way to the command room.
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Inside, the core members of the Pantheon were waiting. Raven, Harley, Wonder Woman, Livewire, and now Kara and Zatanna.
"So why did you call us here, Daddy?" Harley asked, leaning into Jason.
He ignored her, striding to the throne in the center of the room—designed to control the War World—and finally spoke.
"We're going to take a trip… a devastating one," Jason said, his voice calm but commanding.
"Oh? Where to?" Diana asked, curiosity lacing her tone.
"We're going to the Null Zone near Sector 568..." Jason smirked as he began guiding the War World.
"The Null Zone? Isn't that where… well… shit dies? Ends? It's like empty space around the sectors, right? Why are we going there?" Kara asked, the only one familiar with systems and sectors.
Jason grinned. "Let's just say a little birdie has given me special information on where Despero and his army is… and that was the location."
"Do we trust… this 'birdie'?" Diana asked cautiously.
"Oh yes, we do. After all, this birdie has something to gain from it… and he absolutely hates Manhunters and the Guardians," Jason said, the War World slowly starting to move.
He leaned back slightly, preparing to explain more, his smirk betraying the thrill of the hunt.
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"This is special… I didn't expect you to contact me about something like this…" Desaad said, lips curling into a thin smile.
"So what do you say? Good information doesn't come cheap, you know?" the man behind the screen replied calmly.
"Of course… of course," Desaad nodded. "We'll help with that petty war of yours after we deal with Earth and Jason. Darkseid doesn't forget his friends. All you have to do is bend the knee, and things will go your way…"
"Good," the man said. "I'll guide Jason toward that location. He'll obviously clash with Despero. We'll hope he dies, but I doubt it. And then… we strike. Is that good?"
"Of course," Desaad answered smoothly. "We'll send someone of our own to assist you. Not out of disrespect, of course. Sinestro. But the Yellow Lanterns aren't what they used to be, so we'll need to add an element of our own. We have a special idea…"
Desaad's smile widened. "Good luck."
The communication device went dark.
Sinestro stared at the black screen for a moment before smirking. "Good. Things are going our way. We'll trick them, earn their trust… and afterward, we reclaim our power. The Yellow Lanterns will return. and Both That Jason and Darkseid will know who we are..."
He turned and walked out.
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Meanwhile, Jason's War World finally approached Sector 568 when his communicator rang.
"Jason Anderson. You seem to have arrived, just as we agreed," Sinestro's voice echoed. "I gave you the information about Despero and the Manhunters. They're hiding on Rangol. Thrown out of orbit by its own sun, now drifting within the Null Zone. I wish you'd arrived with less… flashiness, but I suppose you'll need the War World to defeat Despero. Just so you know… he knows you're here."
Jason smiled. "I don't mind. I like a challenge. What about you? You want to join me?"
Sinestro shook his head. "Our agreement was clear. I give you the location, and in exchange, you expose the truth of the Manhunters to the entire world and declare them traitors to peace. Simple. I will not help you fight."
"Hey, I never said I needed your help," Jason replied casually. "I just wanted to offer you a piece of the fight. Anyway… fuck off, Sinestro. I've got a planet to destroy. And yes, I'll honor our agreement."
He cut the transmission.
Almost immediately, Jason activated another channel.
"So… you heard that," Jason said. "Manhunters are there. And I'm assuming Sinestro will be there too. All that's left is you and your army. How about it? Let's have some fun. Sinestro thinks he can double-cross me. But I knew that fuck wouldn't give me info for free…"
The man on the other side of the screen stayed silent for a moment before snapping, "What do you gain from this? Why help us when no one ever did? Don't think we can be pushed over!"
"Nah, nah," Jason replied calmly. "Here's the thing. I'm confident I can deal with Despero, the Manhunters, Sinestro, and whatever trick he's hiding on my own. I called you because it'd be fucking fun. And because I want to see you get your vengeance. In exchange? You help me later. In a little war… against Darkseid."
"Darkseid?" the man growled. "We hate Darkseid too. Fine. We help you."
Jason smiled and ended the call.
"Looks like the pieces are connecting perfectly," he muttered, leaning back against his throne.
Beside him, Kara spoke quietly. "I… I'm not sure you qualify as a hero. This plan… it's fucked up."
Jason reached out, grabbing her and pulling her onto his lap. His fingers caught her chin, forcing her to look at him.
"Isn't that exhilarating, though?" he asked softly. "The chaos. The betrayals. Isn't that what this is all about? We get rid of all our enemies… and keep Earth safe."
Kara glared at him, anger flashing in her eyes. She didn't pull away. "It's not heroic."
His hand slid to her neck, fingers tightening just enough to make her breath hitch.
"A king and a hero are two different ideals," Jason said, leaning close. "You can be a hero for the world, Kara. But I want to be its king. And kings… sometimes have to play dirty."
He kissed her without warning.
She froze for a split second, shock flashing across her face, before melting into it, a quiet moan slipping from her lips. When he pulled away, he stepped back, smiling.
"A king," Jason said calmly, "takes what he wants. By any means necessary."
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