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Please don't sue…is not worth it, we are not making any money out of it…just having fun

This is a follow up of the one shot storyline "Letter of Intent" Narrating the last days of the Justice League from the point of view of the obsessive, conspiracy driven character of the Question.

Breakdown

Some realities are far worst than your nightmares just because you can't just wake up, no shrink to talk to or a warm body to comfort you… the symptoms where all over the place, Batman doesn't come up here anymore, he always has an excuse not to meet with the council and Superman stays for long periods of time in the Artic in that under price condo named "The fortress of solitude", so yes we are pretty much leaderless.

After Darkseid second coming the world has started to truly distrust us, Cadmus has done their homework; I've tried to find Amanda Waller and her Cadmus goons but they're off the radar, like always (it's not like you find conspirator on the Yellow Pages)…I'm Vic Sage know up here as the Question and even I can't see the light in the end of the tunnel.

I've outlived my letter of intent only to find Batman returning from the United Nation Defense Council…dabbling some notes to John and taking off to the Batcave, he is either pissed or frustrated with the outcome of the meeting, (I can tell these things, you know); moments later we've been called to quarters at midnight, no coffee or late TV... the instruction comes from the Green Lantern in a tone that except no replies or excuses, a military order.

The younger members of this League are relieved from active duty and they are to stay in their rooms… Flash was called upon to fulfill that assignment, when I tried talking to him he didn't even bothered to make a joke…he just disappeared. Typical behavior when you're scared and running from a "crazy obsessive kook" like me. (Only I can talk to myself that way, ok)

The green arrow is wearing civilian clothes and seems stressed out, like something bad happened to him….probably just got a visit from the I.R.S.

-"Ollie, Where are you going?" - I asked knowing as usual, the answer.

-Home- answered Ollie with a disappointment tone (it's seems that he is been crying)

-! You're checking out! – I've thought I'll never see that day, (now the question is) –Why?

-I proposed marriage to Dinah-, looking pretty tired and old, not well shaved with a red eye problem, (how old is he anyways?) She said yes…

Ok, so I'm not a big fan of marriage, in my line of work is a killer…but for Mr. Excitement is too much.

- ! My warm greetings! – (I' m such a liar) Not believing a single word uttered by the playboy turned superhero that just became an engaged old man, (If he proposed…why is he sad?)

I think he is looking for a way out knowing that he wouldn't have to resign...they'll just put him off duty…! Eureka! He found a plausible excuse to quit? That's it…like the rats leaving a sinking ship … and our beloved watchtower is the titanic in this story. No Jack and Rose, no happy ending…just chilling water and oblivion. Good Stuff.

Magnificent 7 they were called before the Justice League, the original cast of this fraternity of so called "superheroes"…except from Flash and John the rest is unaccounted for, Shayera took a leave of absence to go with Dr. Fate for a while; it seems that she is thinking about the proposal the proposal of John…what? You're asking how would I've know? Wires? Tape recorder? That would be your answer, but Batman would eventually found out and quite possibly kicked me out, and as much I hate this place sometimes…we'll always cooking something good up here and New York is not the same anymore, Homeland Security killed the fun down there and I don't pay taxes up here. It seems that the bald marine has a serious problem of sleepwalking when he consumes chocolate so I happened to provide him with a double chocolate sundae from Baskin Robbins (which by the way would be dealt later, I'm still polishing my theories of the 32 flavors).

Diana is back with her people for a while finishing the briefing and duty as ambassador (always wanted to ask her when she is going to bring their mother to work just to see her get pissed off). J'onn is been missing for month supposedly living like a human, I think he acquire a taste for the normal life and is not coming back…ever.

It' s past midnight and the halls are empty, so I must be careful not to be seen, I go through Control Center and hide against the wall (habits die hard) when I hear voices, John is taking to Superman in the graphic comm. I can't listen to the exchange…the conversation ends and John leaves some pages on the table, he calls Wally (the flash) on the comm. Link, Different band I tell myself, can't get feedback, just static. He leaves the room and I feel the urgent rush to look at those papers (you should never leave papers flying when I'm around)

I get close and look at the table and grab the first paper…the fist line sad! Talks are over…war imminent! Signed U.N Security Council, I need to relay this information outside…but to whom?

Suddenly everything went dark and I remember that never heard John closed the door behind me