dc comics · justice league · space station · high tech · surveillance · orbital setting · command center · futuristic · sci-fi · strategic
The Watchtower drifts in the velvet black of space, a silver jewel catching the cold fire of a distant sun. Pale light slides across its sleek, curved walls, pooling in the vast corridors where the hum of life support is the only pulse. Through the panoramic windows, Earth hangs like a blue marble, serene and fragile. The Slideways teleporter flickers to life, and one by one, the heroes arrive. Diana steps through first, her armor gleaming, a soft smile on her lips as she heads for the control center. Barry zips in next, a blur of red that skids to a halt beside her. "Always running late," he says with a grin. Clark follows in a casual jacket, the faint outline of an "S" on his chest, while Hal strides in with a datapad, his confidence filling the room. More arrive—some in costume, some…