"Welcome to Earth-40K, my Earth, Clark." Standing atop the Empire State Building, Deathstroke spread his arms in a warm welcome, greeting Superman, who had just been teleported over and was still slightly disoriented. He made the introductions as well. "This is Scarlet Witch, and this is Polaris. Ladies, this is the God Among Men, Superman. His codename abbreviation in English is SM."
Clark, dressed in a plaid shirt, wore a helpless expression. Both his hands were smeared with black engine oil, and a wrench was stuffed into his shirt pocket.
"I was fixing a tractor on my farm in Kansas, Slade. You asked whether I wanted to come here, but before I could even answer, you teleported me over. How did you do that?"
Superman looked somewhat helpless. He glanced at the flooded streets, then noticed the alien armies everywhere. His ears twitched slightly.
"Also, please stop making jokes about God Among Men. Batwoman's description came from a particular setting and time; it was a misunderstanding. I never considered myself a god. I'm just an ordinary person with a few abilities. And there's no need for the codename abbreviation, is there? You're creating a misunderstanding."
That period had been the Batman v Superman Battle, a sweet little civil war in which Batwoman suspected Superman lacked humanity and began going after him. It had also given rise to such famous memes as "Do you bleed?" and "My mother's name is Martha."
As for how Superman had been teleported over before agreeing to come?
Simple. Deathstroke had been to the farm in Clark's hometown before. He had left a little something in the barn, such as an inconspicuous carved wooden stick, placed right beside the bug Batwoman had left there at some unknown point.
Using the Spider Web to teleport did not