"You take Barry for a checkup. I'll go see what this world's Lex Luthor is up to," Superman told Batman.
"All right. Be careful." Batman's greatest fear was Superman being controlled by someone else or losing control himself—although, in theory, no one could control him. But what if?
"I'll go with Roland."
"Tell Luthor to be careful."
Superman nodded. "I know."
"Wait, what's that supposed to mean?" Roland glared at them both. "Now you're worried about Luthor?"
"I mean, we're taking Luthor in for questioning," Superman explained. "We're not going there specifically to take him down."
"That's what I had in mind too." Roland raised his eyebrows. "Let's go."
Metropolis, Lex Tower.
"Luthor, long time no see." Roland opened a portal straight into Luthor's office, startling him as he reviewed documents.
"Uh—you two. What brings you here?" Luthor froze, then greeted them with a smile.
Roland and Superman exchanged a glance and punched Luthor simultaneously, blasting him through the roof of Lex Tower and into the sky.
"Ah!" Mercy cried out. But Luthor didn't end up splattered across the ceiling as she had imagined. He hovered in midair, the torn skin on his chest exposing the metal beneath.
"When did you replace Luthor?" Superman asked, folding his arms. "No wonder he hasn't been causing trouble lately."
"How did you know?"
"Robots and humans have very different anatomy," Roland said. "So something really was wrong—where's Luthor?"
"Hmph." The robot gave no answer. His eyes flared, and two beams of Heat Vision clashed head-on with Superman's.
"Copied powers? Amazo?" Roland hurled a small hurricane at Amazo.
He had deliberately kept the hurricane small, but it contained nearly as much power as a typhoon. Before it even reached Amazo, the surrounding air currents began twisting and surging wildly, making it difficult for him