"We have to take immediate action!" Cried Diana, slamming her fist on the table.

"We need to think about this, find other strategies, try to reason with them …" Clark argued, staring her dead in the eye.

"We must attack now! Before they have a chance to prepare, it is the only way, otherwise we will not stand a chance." Cracks started appearing on the table under her hand.

"She's kinda right." Agreed flash, "If they have time to prepare we'll have no hope of beating them, they outnumber us ten to one."

The rest of the league looked on at the two opposing forces with trepidation, very aware of the four tables that had come before this one.

"If they even think we're coming for them, they'll kill the hostages straight away. We can't afford to just run into battle, guns blaring." Clark's tone was pleading.

"They killed forty people, Superman!"

"And they could kill forty more, Diana." Clark leaned closer to her.

"They might already be dead, why would they keep their word? They clearly have no honour."

"We can't take that chance." Clark weighed down on the table, which began to creak slightly.

"What we need to do is rescue the hostages." Batman interrupted, calm as ever. As both Clark and Diana opened their mouths to continue the endless debate, a small beep sounded from Batman's wrist.

"Oh yeah," came a young-sounding voice from the comm, "If you even think about trying to stop us you're a fool, you know exactly what needs to happen, we'll see you in five."

The league had a moment of silence, before questioning looks appeared on their faces.

"Batman, who was that just now?" Clark questioned.

He answered them with a pained look, exuding more agony than they had ever seen him before. It was worse than the look he had when Flash had spilled mayonnaise on his cape, and tried to clean it with the rest of the cape. Batman had actually given him the cape and told him to never bring food near him ever again.

Batman got up and began walking to the teleporter room, the rest of the league following him confusedly, asking him repeatedly who was coming, to no avail.

As they finally arrived there, Superman grabbed Batman by the shoulder, turning him around, "Seriously Batman, who's coming, this isn't funny."

Batman didn't even open his mouth before the teleporter shone brightly, revealing a large group of costume-clad people.

"Hi dad!" Exclaimed the one in the black and blue suit.

"Oh my God." Clark stared in wonder.

"He…wh…I…I don't…" Wally was gaping, mouth opening and closing like a dying fish. After an awkward moment, the newcomers starting laughing, well some of them did. It could have been a combination of many things that made the league short-circuit; The supposed 'children' of Batman, or the colourful clothes some of them sported, maybe it was the sheer number of them, maybe it was the fact that a well-known criminal had just teleported onto the Watchtower, or maybe it was the baby she clutched in her arms. Whatever it was, nothing could be heard for five minutes other than guffawing of some of the aforementioned children.

When the justice league became aware of their surroundings once more, they stared at the people once more.

"Father, are these fools really the ones that you work with? They are quite disappointing." Reported a small tanned boy, maybe 12, to Batman.

Green Lantern, seeming to come out of his haze first, directed his gaze to the woman holding the baby.

"Catwoman, you're going away for.." He trailed off as she slinked over to Batman, handing him the child and draping herself over his arm. She made direct eye contact with him as she planted a kiss on the completely motionless Batman.

The young-man in the blue-black costume started his laughing once more, having died off before. He broke from his laughter to address Batman, still giggling slightly;

"You know, Batman, if you didn't want this to happen, you should have told them upfront." He wheezed.

The embarrassment oozing from Batman was almost tangible. His death stare was undermined slightly by the giggling toddler in his arms. The figure, (girl?) clad entirely in black spoke over the laughs from the young man.

"What's the plan?" She asked plainly. This sobered the other members immediately, awaiting orders. Everyone looked to the caped crusader.

"Infiltration, Squad A, Black Bat, Robin, Catwoman, Nightwing, you go directly though air vents. There are maps in the conference room.

Distraction, Squad B, Red Hood, Bluebird, Signal, Batgirl you will cause a diversion, in a location I have determined will call attention to you.

Tech, Squad C, Red Robin, Oracle, you will be responsible for disabling security systems, you'll have to do each section of the ship as Squad A comes to it, we can't risk discovery, forty hostages on the line.

Brawn, Squad D, Huntress, Batwoman, the Justice league, and I will then attack the ship once the hostages have been brought to safety.

Is that clear?"

Everyone gave a firm nod, except the justice league.

"What the hell Batman?" Green Lantern yelled at him. "How old are these kids? He looks 12 for God's sake!" He pointed to Robin. "You can't be serious, there's no way they could help, I mean, can he even tie his shoelaces? What's next, you gonna tell the baby to put on a cape and fight too?"

Batman looked at him.

"Hey man," Said the laughing man, dubbed Nightwing, "He couldn't tell us no if he wanted, he tried a bit with me, a little less with him, " he pointed to the teen with a red hood, " He tried real hard with him, "He pointed to the boy 'Red Robin', "And he'd pretty much given up with him." He pointed to the child.

"And I am thirteen. Not twelve." Added the boy, Robin.

"Yeah asshole", added Blue bird.

"Besides," Came a voice from every screen in the room, "I'm already working on the plan". The league jumped, looking around confusedly, " I'm with them. Hi!" Came the voice.

"That's Oracle." Nightwing explained.

"And, you're ALL Batman's kids?" Flash affirmed.

"He's more like an uncle." Oracle once again buzzed.

"Or a brother." Agreed Batwoman.

"Enough, Squad B, familiarise yourselves with the camera directions and visual areas around the ship." Batman once again called out, and the four teens filed out of the room, disturbingly in the right direction.

"Red Robin, take Terry back to the batcave, then report back." he said, handing the baby over ,"It's his nap time, so put him to bed, but not the one in the batcave, Batcow keeps licking him. In fact, just give him to Alfred" He said with the straightest face possible.

Superman felt as though he was going to faint.

"Bat-Cow?" He whimpered slightly.

"He is my cow." Robin said seriously.

"Right." Superman agreed. Of course. His cow.

"He refuses to have normal pets." Nightwing explained.

"Alfred is a Cat." Robin argued.

"No, hold on, isn't that the guy the baby's going to?" Flash questioned.

"No, there's Alfred, then there's Alfred the Cat." Nightwing clarified, "then there's Gerry the Turkey, and Titus and Ace the dogs" He finished, before walking to the Conference room, Squad B following.

The League looked at Batman, waiting for him to acknowledge the joke. He didn't. He looked more desolate than ever. They could almost see memories flashing over his eyes, before he tore himself away, turning to the League.

"They can be trusted, they are extremely skilled, and completely competent. If you do not trust them, you do not trust me. Will you follow my plan?"

"Look, Batman, forty lives depend on this, maybe more, just give me something, something that I can hold onto, that helps me think that, child, can do a better infiltration job than you think any of us can."

A moment passed, before Batman responded.

"He was raised by assassins, I didn't even know he existed, otherwise I would have taken him. Nightwing is the most skilled-acrobatic in the world, and can climb his way up a wall made entirely of spikes without injury. Black Bat was bred and raised specifically to be the perfect weapon, also by assassins, in fact the same assassins. Catwoman is infamous for the ability to steal things, leaving no evidence, rarely being caught."

"Yeah, now we know why." Grinned Wally.

"I really did not expect this from you Batman. Associating with a well-known criminal." J'ohn said.

"You think that's bad, Robin's mom is Talia Al Ghul." Huntress muttered.

After a slow exhale, John, who seemed to have become the unofficial spokesperson for the league, closed his eyes.

"Let's do this."

Let me know if you want a part two!