It was a training mission. Batman had been asked to run a little "war game" to test an old friend's new team. Be careful what you ask for, Arthur, Batman thought. With Manhunter in tow, He signaled in the dark to Dr. Mid-Nite and they moved out to cover positions on the left and right banks of the river, while Black Canary covered their rear. Let's see how this Detroit "Justice League" fights in the field.
The superpowered grandstanders came crashing into center field. Typical, Batman thought. What else would you expect from a stage magician and a breakdancer? Arthur and his supermodel friend were surely being more prudent, sneaking towards us while submerged in the river. Yes, that's why J'onn is making such a show of himself instead of stealthing: he's providing a distraction to improve the chances of their attacks succeeding.
Spencer, what are--? Should've stayed behind me, as I instructed. The grandstanders, impatient for battle, tagged her right away from a distance, and now she's reeling. Having tasted blood, they'll be focused on her, giving me the chance to take them out. Unless ... ah, of course; here comes J'onn to "attack" me. Right on schedule.
I know how to take care of him, but Mid-Nite's in trouble; Aquaman and Vixen are dogpiling him. Smart; they don't want him healing any of our team. Well, it's up to Canary, Batman thought; I have to deal with the Martian, the magician, and the machisto.
A few bic lighters later, J'onn was out of commission and Vibe had followed suit. Mid-Nite and Canary were down, and when Aquaman and Vixen turned their attention to Batman, it was too late. Arthur first, of course, Batman reasoned, before he can get back to the river. Vixen ran to regenerate her powers ... but not fast enough.
I like Heroclix; even when I lose. Even when I lose to Devon (!) and one of his Batman teams.
But next time, the gloves come off. I'm adding the Elongated Man figure, the Sue Dibny pog, AND ....
Batman doesn't stand a chance.