Batman had seen a lot of great warriors and fighters in his career as a vigilante.
He fought alongside many of them in the Justice League, and had fought against many others, and through all of that experience he was able to give an estimate on how skilled someone was by watching a single fight. Batman could confidently say that this heroine was on par with himself.
Batman hadn't had time to think and process it before the Watchtower delved into chaos once more and he snapped, telling everyone to be quiet and focus on the information. They would have time to talk about it all at the end but understanding everything was more important at the moment.
The Flash snickered to break the silence, making a smart-ass comment about how he must not know anything about the Paris situation compared to them considering he was being "a grump" and Batman only had to send the metahuman a glare for the hero to stop talking.
The Flash was right, he didn't have a clue what was going on and he wanted to know everything before they discussed it, but he wasn't about to tell any of them that.
After this, it showed a news broadcast in which Lady Miracle declared her new persona and revealed that Paris was free of Hawkmoth, Mayura and Shadowmoth's reign of terror.
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After the Justice League meeting winded up, it was decided that Wonder Woman would reach out to Lady Miracle to see how to proceed afterwards. All the magical users of the JL were excited and desperate to meet Lady Miracle since her magic was ancient and concerningly bottomless.
The Bats returned to the cave. Dick and Jason turned towards Bruce.
Jason- YOU SHIPPED HER OFF TO KEEP HER SAFE AND SHE HAS BEEN HELD HOSTAGE BY A TERRORIST!
Dick- YOU SAID YOU WERE KEEPING AN EYE ON HER! Bruce, we trusted you to keep Isabella safe. You sent her away, but instead of protecting her, she was thrown into a warzone. How could you let this happen?
Bruce- Richard, I thought it was for the best. I wanted to shield her from the darkness that consumes our lives. I made a grave mistake.
Jason- GRAVE MISTAKE, MY FOOT! YOU HEARD WHAT THEY SAID, PEOPLE HAVE DIED! SHE HAS DIED! BROUGHT BACK TO LIFE AND DIED AGAIN! YOU DON'T KNOW WHAT IT FEELS LIKE BUT I DO! You call yourself a protector, but you left Isabella vulnerable. She should have been under our watch, not left to FEND FOR HERSELF! And you saw the court proceedings too! YOU SAW HOW THAT SADISTIS TARGETED HER, STALKED HER, MADE HER LIFE HELL!!
DEMON-SPAWN TELL ME IF SOMEONE TORE UP YOUR SKETCHBOOK WHAT WOULD YOU DO?
Damian (calmly)- Stab them and assure them that they do not need their limbs so much.
Jason- SEE! SHE HAD HER ENTIRE WORKS SABOTAGED! SHE WAS BULLIED AND DID NOT GET AKUMATIZED ONCE! YOU KNOW WHAT THAT MEANS? SHE LOCKED HER EMOTIONS AWAY JUST LIKE WE ALL DID EVEN MORE SO!
Damian- Father, who is this Isabella?
Bruce sighed heavily- Isabella is my daughter, born out of a past relationship. I kept her hidden, thinking it would keep her safe.
Jason- We ALL saw how that turned out.
Damian- Father, I am your true son, yet you sent away this Isabella? Why?
Jason- 'cuz he is a DOUCHEBAG! I'm going out for some air.
Dick- Me too
Jason/Dick's POV
His little sister had died. She had DIED! The whole point of staying away and making sure no one could ever connect with them, was to ensure her safety. Instead she had died! She had died repeatedly, and he had been none the wiser. She had died, and HE HADN'T BEEN THERE! She had been hurt, and he hadn't protected her. She had suffered. His stomach twisted at the thought, as the bitter thoughts of self loathing threatened the pit madness again. He could already see the tinge of green creeping into his vision.
After Bruce left in a hurry, Alfred explained it all. Isabella or as Alfred liked to call her- Miss Bella was the biological daughter of Bruce. As long as she was here, she was kept within the confinements of the Wayne Manor despite everyone but Bruce's views. She was however shipped off to Paris without any forewarning when Jason died, was not allowed to attend his funeral and in their opinions, horribly treated by Bruce.
When Bruce returned, he looked like he had been crying. He turned to Tim.
B- Please find her.
Tim sighed.
All of them surrounded Tim as he sat down in front of the Bat-computer and started searching.
Marinette Dupain-Cheng.
They found basic school records and stuff and soon a court recording came up. And a new link towards Marinette Luscinia.
Dick- What the hell is this?
Tim- It looks like... A COURT SUIT?!
Jason- WTF!?
Tim- Lemme pull up a summary.
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After 2 hours of pure research and horror.
Alarm sounds in the cave.
Computer Voice- Justice League meeting now. Wonder Woman is returning to the Watchtower with Lady Miracle.
Bruce- We will get back to this when we return.
Watchtower
All the league members arrived and stood according to their ranks in the main room. Lady Miracle's power, her magic filled the room. Every eye within the room turned to them as they emerged from the portal. Wonder Woman went and stood with the JL. Lady Miracle's magic flowed around them like a breeze that whispered through the Watchtower. The woman stood strong in armour, lined in black. It was cut for easy movement, and fitted to accentuate the woman's form. Her suit revealed the slight but hard muscle of her arms. The base layer was scaled fabric of black and gold that shimmered metallic in the light. But it moved with the woman, like a second skin, as she stepped forward in armoured boots, also of black. The woman's features were hidden by black mask lined with gold that covered half of her face. Her midnight black hair was pulled back. However, what they found the most hypnotic was her eyes. They practically glowed inside her dark mask. Like sapphires tinted with gold sparks.
She walked towards them with confidence. Superman stepped forward.
Superman- Greetings Lady Miracle!
Lady Miracle- Bonjour Superman. Wonder Woman stated you wanted to talk about the events that transpired in Paris?
Superman- Indeed.
Lady Miracle- Very well. You may ask your questions.
Superman- Do you mind carrying this discussion in the meeting room?
Lady Miracle- Not at all.
All the leaguers and Lady Miracle proceeded to the meeting room. After taking their seats, Batman began.
Batman- Lady Miracle we wish to know your account of what happened in Paris all these years first and then, we can move on to the other questions?
Lady Miracle- If that is what you want.
Martian Manhunter- When and how did you get your Miraculous?
Lady Miracle- I got my miraculous on the day Stoneheart attacked. I was just an untrained civilian. I *deep breath in* was a terrified little girl who was told that it had to be me no matter how much I disagreed. Previously I was told that I was not cut out to be a hero. So, that contrasted *chuckle* I didn't have training. I didn't have a mentor and I was a clumsy, anxious thirteen-year-old. I didn't meet the Grand Guardian until months later when I was already established and trusted by the people of Paris. I had to make a decision to be Ladybug or let someone die, and I chose the former. I don't regret my decision. I knew I had made the right choice as I stood against Hawkmoth on the Eiffel Tower, but a thirteen-year-old should never have been forced to make that decision.
Red Hood- Who would be stupid enough to tell you that you can't be a hero? You totally rocked out there!
Lady Miracle- You would be surprised.
Zatana- Could you explain the powers of the miraculous more? Majority of the magical users here have been told that they were a myth.
Lady Miracle- The universe with the creation of the Kwami of Creation, my first Kwami, Tikki. It was followed by her counterpart, the Kwami of Destruction, Plagg. After them came the Kwami of Time and Evolution, Fluff and with her birth, time was also born. The other Kwami's followed afterwards. Kwami are proper gods or concepts. For millennials they existed peacefully. Each Kwami gave rise to their creations and blessed souls. These souls held a part of the Kwami's themselves called their Chosens. I am one of them. I will get back to that later. As time went on a True Guardian bound these gods on their demands to pieces of jewellery thus, the miraculous came into existence. Then he fell in love and started a family on Earth, as he swore to protect the miraculous, the miraculous were grouped into miracle boxes, the most powerful being the mother miracle box. The one in my possession. It holds the kwami's of Creation, Destruction, Action, Illusion, Protection, Emotion, Transmission, Time and Evolution, Repetition, etc.
There was silence within the Watchtower as the Justice League and Young Justice, all of the leaguers sat mystified by the knowledge and the younger ones were openly gaping.
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