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Superman hovered through the city’s many buildings with Hawkeye clinging to his forearm. Of course, Barton being Barton he had refused to let Clark carry him or ride on his back. They grew closer and closer to the smoke and the sound of banging until finally Crushing Creel came into view. The crowds of people around the scene were pushed back by some force as Clark spotted the two superheroes on the scene. Superman felt his heart in his chest as he spotted Captain America. As of yet he’d avoided meeting the poster boy for Luthor’s Justice League but it seemed that was going to come to an end tonight. Superman was going to meet an American icon – the American icon. It took Barton a few seconds to make them out but when he did his annoyance was palpable. 

[b][color=mediumpurple]"What the hell is going on? Is that… [i]Captain America[/i]? Oh, for cripes sake, if Luthor’s toy soldiers have beaten us to the punch I am not going to be a happy man, Clark."[/color][/b]

Clark shook his head with a smile.

[b][color=steelblue]"I didn’t see you offering to fly us here."[/color][/b]

[b][color=mediumpurple]"And they’re struggling with Creel of all people."[/color][/b]

As they grew closer to Creel, Captain America, and Zatanna, Clark descended and looked down to Barton with a serious look. If they [i]were[/i] going to work alongside the Justice League then it was better that Clark did the talking. He couldn’t trust Clint not to put his foot in his mouth.

[b][color=steelblue]"Maybe you should let me handle this, Clint."[/color][/b]

Barton laughed.

[b][color=mediumpurple]"Are you kidding me? And miss out on the fun? Don’t worry, Boy Scout, I think I’ve got this one."[/color][/b]

He slipped free from Clark’s grip several stories higher than he ought to have and let loose a zip-line arrow that lodged itself in the building opposite Crusher Creel. In one smooth movement he used his bow to slide along it, slide between Creel and the chanting woman, reached for another arrow from within his quill and shot it into Creel’s steel chest. It puckered onto it and let a volt of electricity through Creel’s body that left him unaffected. As the electrical arrow whirred to a stop his metallic skin slid away and Creel’s body and limbs turned into pure electrical energy.

He looked to Barton with a smirk.

"Heh."

The smug look on Clint’s face disappeared and he looked towards Captain America and Zatanna with an apologetic look.

[b][color=mediumpurple]"I swear to God, I didn’t realise that would happen."[/color][/b]

Creel extended one of his arms towards Zatanna’s and let loose a burst of electricity in her direction.

[b][color=steelblue]"Get down!"[/color][/b]

Clark tackled the Justice Leaguer out of the way of the blast and the two of them tumbled onto some nearby dustbins to the side. Creel took aim at Hawkeye and Captain America, letting blast after blast of electricity loose towards them, whilst Clark gave Zatanna his and helped her to her feet.