When they had first seen him, he had registered the hope on their face.  The hope that he was Bruce, and the realization that he was not.  Despite this sudden realization it had not dampened the spirit of their reunion too much.  Suddenly the darkness seemed a little bit brighter now that they we’re together.  Bruce’s mission to him not quite so hopeless.  If Donna and Wally had come perhaps they could reach others.  If they could reach others they could fight back and show Darkseid and his forces that he might have won the first battle, but the war was far from over.<br/><br/>He was happy that his friends approved of his new look.  “It what he wanted,” Dick replied a slight lump in his throat.  Truth was he still wasn’t sure how he felt about it.  To him Bruce was still Batman, always would be.  However he also knew he couldn’t afford to think like that, not if wanted to others to believe in him.  Especially when he was not the only one who was stepping into big shoes.  Donna was now Wonder Woman, and Wally was now the Flash.  It made him a little sad to think that Wally in particular might change.  “Well you know Wally, by the end of this we will all need a laugh or two.”<br/><br/>When Tim mentioned being the only one without a costume change, Dick had to smile.  Each of them was carrying a lot of grief, and they we’re all facing it differently.  “You know Tim, their is now a vacancy for a new Nightwing,” Dick said before really thinking about it.  By offering it to Tim he was acknowledging that he was putting that part of his life behind him.  He would let the young man ponder it for a while.<br/><br/>With a gesture, he indicated that they should go inside, leading the way into Wayne Manor.  It would always be Wayne Manor even if none of that line remained.  The small party moved across the hall and headed down into the Batcave.  They we’re going to have to come up with a plan.  First and foremost, they had to figure out who was still out there.  Oracle was monitoring the situation from somewhere remote, deciding that the city population centers was the last place she should be.  “Donna, you we’re with Starfire in Rome weren’t you?” Dick asked.  “You don’t happen to know where she might be.  We could certainly use her help.”<br/><br/>As the small group got off the elevator Dick found Alfred waiting for them, a look that said that he had news for them.  “Miss Gordon asked me to relay a message for her, she wanted me to inform you that Poison Ivy is active in Gotham Park.”<br/><br/>Dick bit his lower lip.  “Perfect,” he muttered.  “What could she be up to now with the world going to hell?”  Did he even really have time to worry about her right now.  Of course if she could be recruited to help them fight off Darkseid he was sure that she would be a huge help, but also a major wildcard, could they afford to have someone watching their back who would turn on them in a moments notice.