Can't see the League getting away with putting something like this in Washington DC.
The Bat moves the owlwing into position to land on the landing pad, and I see the man inside look up towards me.
Yeah, I can see people having issues with
that. But honestly, the League is run more like a
social club than a military force. Right down to members voting on recruitment.
"Impressed?"
"It certainly makes an impact, but… Honestly? I'm a man of extremes. The fortress-builder in me doesn't like the stone castle, while the classicist doesn't like the military base carbuncle build onto the classical castle. It's got two jobs and doesn't do either as well as it could."
Then again,
OL's ideal fortress would probably be some
brutalist-styled bunker built to soak
orbital bombardments...
"What do you have?"
"Me personally? An upgraded Cluster trade post in Bir Tawil, and a secure apartment in Gotham City. I used to have a flying fortress armed with freeze rays, but some angels destroyed it and it wasn't efficient enough for me to want to rebuild it."
To be fair, a flying
anything is just asking to be knocked out of the sky for narrative drama anyway...
"What about your team?"
"Depends which team you're referring to. The Justice League has a big classical building in the middle of Washington DC, the last team I was actually a member of has a fortified mountain base and the Orange Lantern Corps's command centre is a sentient starship yard with a power ring."
No reaction to him mentioning fighting angels, Fledermaus? Then again, he
might think it hyperbole...
"One which actually looks nice-" He climbs a little awkwardly out of the cockpit and walks into an open part of the landing pad. "-and two that are actually functional. Are the Justice League your world's paragons?"
"They are generally regarded as our greatest superheroes."

I note you said
nothing about your
personal opinion, OL... I also note he skipped mentioning the orbital base. But then, I could see them sending space missions out to see if they could
find it. Which might tick off the
original owners.
"Carefully phrased, there."
Ring, what language is he speaking?
English.
Trying to make OL feel more at ease? Certainly, he'd recognise the English accent, and figure OL's not as fluent in German.
I've gotten used to Angelika speaking English, and there are… Certain turns of phrase she avoids due to them not making sense in German. 'Apostrophe there' is something she wouldn't say. Of course, if he actually is the same The Bat as Nazi Germany had in my timeline then he was infiltrating America in the late thirties as a child with his father, so he's had plenty of time to absorb the language.
"We have certain philosophical disagreements. I can command a fleet of warships." I land next to him, the ritualist's stretcher coming in alongside me. "It would be nice to be able to justify focusing on something as small as a planet."
He's probably enjoying the chance to dust off his old skills in it, since England-10 and America-10 now use German as the national language, wouldn't they? There'd be very few natural speakers of it in any position of power, after seventy-odd years...
The Bat pulls off his helmet, and… He looks healthy for an eighty year old. He retains the blue and grey colour scheme I remember from Alan's archival descriptions, as well as the crescent moon logo. Most of his hair has gone white and it's much thinner than it was back then, but his gaze is sharp and his skin is…
His skin is surprisingly good. Ring-?
...Lowballing his age, there, OL? I mean, it's been
76 years since the end of the war in our world. I guess he
does have some manner of rejuvenation technology.
Kryptonian cloning technology. That skin is cloned. They'd have to have flayed him and stuck it on. Kryptonians used to do that for all their body tissues, but if his hair looks like that… Do they not have the ability, or is it a matter of personal choice?
I dismiss my construct armour, earning a small nod of appreciation.

... Well, can't say he's not
tough. But
seriously, I hope they gave him the
really good anaesthetics for that. Seriously, imagine waking up in the
middle.
"Will the Baroness be joining us?"
"No, she's on active duty. With the attacks we have been having, people need to see us on the job."
Flying the flag, so to speak, which
kind of explains why the local folks were so
calm about OL popping up.
"Fair enough."
He leads the way inside the castle, which… I didn't want to use this comparison, but I've getting strong Castle Wolfenstein vibes. Paintings of notable Nazis and scenes from history decorates the walls, busts and sculptures in the classical style decorate wooden hall tables or stand freely on the floor.
What, like
Wolfenstein 3D? At least it's not like
every portrait being Adolf Hitler in profile, or every tapestry featuring a swastika.

And yes, that
is basically what the
textures were like...
"What happened to me in your universe? I assume that I existed."
"You were killed in a fight with Fury in nineteen forty three."
He stops for a moment. "Forty th-?"
Which would put him at about..
maybe fourteen? If you're being
generous? Ouch.
A small shake of the head and he resumes his walk. Helena considered killing The Bat to be the most shameful thing she ever did. It made her flat out hate the furies who empowered her. She never succumbed to the berserk rage after that, even if that meant that she couldn't use her powers at full force.
That would be
Helena Kosmatos, a Hellenic teenager. Yes, one of the best (or
worst) examples of powers with a
drawback.
"Angelika told me that you don't employ wizards."
"No."
"That's going to make this difficult."
Well, not like you've gone into things without
decent support before. I'm sure you'll work
something out.
"Why can't we use the one you captured?"
"We might be able to, but we don't know if he's going to remember how to do it. Or if he's ever going to wake up."
Given the state Supergirl-Hell was in? Don't hold out hopes of him being sane...
"We have excellent physicians here."
"Are any of them magicians?"
...I would laugh if one actually
was, and was keeping it on the down-low because of what happened to the Thule Society.
He stops and gives me a serious look.
"Are you certain that we need one?"
Not quite a, "Don't try to scare us with your sorcerer's ways, Lord Vader..." But then, he
has lived his life without dealing with anything magical since.. at least the fifties?
"Technically, no, but it's going to be easier to backtrack their spell to reach their home parallel than to find it using the sort of technology that needed a Kryptonian in order to avoid killing whoever used it."
"It's being refined."
...Overman had to
pull the gateway open with his bare hands. I'd say you need a few more
decades in development, but...
"So the choice is whether or not you think you've got the time."
"Two Overmen, plus Overgirl?" He chuckles. "I suspect that we're just opening the portal to give them a way home."
Ah, a firm believer in the efficacy of a bit of Righteous Face-Punching, eh?
"If it were just Wolf Krieger and his followers, I would agree with you. The problem is that the possessed Overman is a lot stronger than both of them, and that neither like the idea of killing nearly all of the people on that planet to prevent future incursions."
"Overman will do what he needs to."
"Superman would leave it as a last resort. Which means that Overman will as well."
Let's hope it doesn't come to that, then...
Most Supermen don't deal with moral crises that well.
He glances back at me with narrowed eyes.
"Speak only through flowers."
Ah, German has such a
subtle collection of idioms... In case you were wondering: "
Durch die Blume Gesprochen", as Mr Zoat noted, is a reminder to be nice. He's telling OL off for being so
blunt. Which, honestly, is like telling
water not to be so
wet...
Surprised it took this long.
"Understood. In other news, Angelika is in good health."
Indeed, Herr Fledermaus is being remarkably
accepting of OL's behaviour. Guess he really must be worried.
"Should we expect her to want to return?"
"Depends on whether she'll need to be hospitalised to use the portal." I frown. "I know the Thulists were cast out, but are you sure you don't have a few minor magicians around-."
...Oh, he's a
sharp one. I wonder
what clued him in to the likelihood of Angelika becoming a little less
enamoured of the way things are?
"No."
"Ah."
"The only place we might be able to procure one would be Africa, and that would be… Awkward." He pushes open a door and we walk into a well equipped medical bay. "Let's see if we can heal this young man before we discuss extreme measures."
Nor sure what would be more embarrassing for them: Going hat in hand to Africa
looking for wizards, or the fact they'd like be
native.