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[b]The Daily Planet, Metropolis[/b]

In the Daily Planet newsroom Jimmy Olsen stood over a copy of the morning’s Planet and stared at it. On the front was a picture of the Justice League of America in battle against the Wrecking Crew from the weekend. He sneered at it and flicked the paper open in search of a story on last night’s events in the Suicide Slum. There on page eight was a sixty-word summary of what had happened. Olsen’s face grew red and he muttered under his breath to himself as if preparing himself for something. Clark watched on from his desk in bemusement as Jimmy carried the paper to Perry White’s office and slapped it on his desk.

[color=salmon][b]“Really, Perry? Another piece on the Justice League? Superman saved a girl’s life last night [i]and[/i] stopped a riot from breaking out. Surely that deserves something? We’ve been running puff pieces on the Justice League all week.”[/b][/color]

Perry White looked up from his computer with a smile. Olsen had been trying in vain to get the Daily Planet to change its editorial position on Superman and the Mutant Registration Act for months. He’d grown a lot since he first started at the Planet. Back then he’d never had the gall to call Perry out. He’d learned since then that in the Daily Planet newsroom a closed mouth didn’t get fed. Between Lois and Clark it was almost impossible to get a good lead unless he asked for it. So now he made sure his voice was heard.

[b][color=DarkGray]“That’s because the Justice League respect the rule of law, Olsen.”[/color][/b]

White let out a sigh and reached for the cup of coffee on his desk.

[color=salmon][b]“Not this again.”[/b][/color]

Before Olsen could begin his spiel Clark stepped up from his desk and clapped one of his large hands on Jimmy’s back. 

[b][color=steelblue]“I think you’re fighting a losing battle there, Jimmy.”[/color][/b]

The disappointment on Olsen’s face was almost palpable.

[b][color=salmon]“Not you too, Clark.”[/color][/b]

[b][color=steelblue]“Come on,”[/color][/b] Clark said as he took a look at the watch on his wrist. [color=steelblue][b]“Why don’t you let me buy you a coffee?”[/b][/color]

Jimmy agreed reluctantly and Clark shot Perry a smile as he saw the relief on his editor’s face. Usually Clark went to lunch with Lois but given that she was out of the office he thought he’d spend some quality time with Olsen. He was one of the few people at the Planet that seemed at all suspicious of Lex. It was something Clark appreciated about him, though he pretended not to share his suspicions, and as they made their way down to the café on the ground floor he regaled Clark with his theories about Lex and the Justice League.

[color=salmon][b]“I just… I don’t get it. Everyone seems to have forgotten that a few years ago LexCorp was selling weapons to the Latv-”[/b][/color]

There was a loud bang and the stairway of the Daily Planet seemed to shake with it. Outside of the window Clark could see an explosion in the distance. Jimmy leant to inspect the source of it and when he turned round to ask Kent what he thought it was he found his friend had disappeared.

[b][color=salmon]“Clark?”[/color][/b]

The wind whipped past Clark’s head as he tore off his clothes at super speed and revealed the famous red and blue uniform beneath it. With a single bound he lifted himself into the air and projected his body towards the explosion. Even after all of these years the feeling of weightlessness still took his breath away as if it were the first time. As he drew closer and closer to the explosion he heard a series of bangs, each louder than the next one, and a stream of people seemed to be running from its direction. The earth was shaking underneath him and panes of glass slid from their buildings and shattered. 

As Clark turned the corner a burst of fire flew past his face and on the ground he spotted a heavy-looking orange man lifting a car overhead. He hurtled it in the direction of the mutant as another man wrapped his body around the mutant’s legs. The mutant shook the earth and deflected the truck away from him and a young woman set it down using her powers. 

It wasn’t until he heard that heavy Brooklyn drawl that Clark deduced what was happening. It was The Fantastic Four – and they were in battle with the mutant terrorist Avalanche. Superman prepared to build up speed to knock Avalanche out and bring an end to the fight but Benjamin Grimm got there first. An overhand cross against the chin sent Avalanche to sleep.

As Grimm wandered towards Avalanche he spotted Superman in his periphery vision.

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[b][color=DarkOrange]“What sorta time d'ya call this? No wonder the Justice League are putting you out of business, Big Blue. You're sleeping on the job."[/color][/b]