Note: This story follows the storyline of the Young Justice episode 'Failsafe', and the life of Joseph Domingo, Jr., if he were part of the team. Also, I don't own any of these properties, and they are registered to their respective owners.

Approximately 3600 miles above the South China Sea:

As the Green Lanterns and Justice League approach an unidentified spacecraft that is rapidly approaching Earth, another spacecraft waits patiently, as it orbits on the opposite side of the planet. This ship is the GPSS Dominion, the pride of Global's Earth Protection Fleet (EPF). Equipped with highly powerful weaponry, this ship is a scaled-down model the Galatians Fleet's flagship, the GPSS Galactus: the most powerful space-faring vessel ever built by the hands of an Earth Human.

At the helm of the Dominion, Joseph Graves, the owner and CEO of Global Private Security, watches the live feed from Batman's camera sensor units. As always, he was hoping for a peaceful resolution to the situation. But, sadly, today was not the day that he would shake hands with the 2601st extraterrestrial species that would agree to have his company protect their people. This was definitely not going to be an easy day. For that day was yesterday.

"Give me a visual of the situation," Mr. Graves said, as the communications officer put the live feed from Batman on the main screen of the bridge. The images he sees put shock and fear on his face.

"All ahead full! Put us within firing range!" he exclaims, seconds after Superman and Martian Manhunter are vaporized.

The ship lurches forward as it travels to the other side of the planet in a matter of seconds. As the first shots are fired, a multitude of small fighter craft exit both ships. While only a few of the F-438B Stargazers are scoring kills on the incoming enemy starfighters, Batman rallies the ground troops right before being taken out. The scorpion shaped craft then attack the Dominion and the Earth directly.

"Open a channel. Contact the ground commanders," Mr. Graves says as the ship starts to take heavy damage.

"Communications are being jammed. Sending a message capsule," a command officer states.

The message reads as follows:

READY ALL GROUND FORCES FOR ENEMY SURFACE ATTACK.

The capsule is sent. And it is snagged by a C-157 that was 'passing by'. The message is transmitted to all ground commanders just before the aircraft is decommissioned by enemy forces.

The enemy mother ship maneuvers into a position for its super weapon to score a direct hit the Dominion.

"Brace for impact!" Mr. Graves exclaims ad loud as his lungs enable.

When the beam makes contact, entire sections of the ship are vaporized instantly. Seeing that the ship will not survive another strike, Mr. Graves orders a new message capsule to be launched, and for the enemy ship to be rammed.

"At least we can take some of them with us!" he shouts, and then passionately states, "It's been an honor serving with you all."

The bridge crew salutes him for the last time stating, "It's been a pleasure, sir!"

As the Dominion maneuvers into position and accelerates to flank speed, the message capsule is sent.

Mount Justice
Happy Harbor, Rhode Island

As the Team watches their fellow heroes and mentors being oblivated on the big screen, over in the corner Joseph Domingo, Jr., the son of Joseph Graves, is being informed of his father's demise, and that his is now the owner and CEO of Global--the world's largest private military corporation.

"My condolences for your father," the voice says on Joe's cell phone. "But you need to return to New Castle immediately in order for the company and the planet to stand a chance!"

"I understand. I shall be there momentarily," Joe replies solemnly, wiping a few stray tears from his eyes.

After hanging up, Aqualad announces that the Team and him are Earth's last heroes. After a few comments from Super boy about a theme song,  Joe interupts them and states, "I have to go. There is a situation brewing in my father's company, and I have to return to headquarters."

The Team looks on, and their looks are reassuring. Except for M'gann's. Apparently, she glimpsed at his mind and knows the reason why he is leaving.

"Go," Aqualad states commandingly. "We shall take to the field and provide you with information to aid in the counter-attack."

"Thank you. Godspeed and good hunting," he said as he entered the Zeta tube, along with his personal security team. Next stop, New Castle, Pennsylvania.

25 Miles Outside of New Castle
Bunker Alpha Facility

As Joe exits the Zeta tube, he enters a large hanger control area. Here, he is greeted by a multitude of saluting soldiers, officers, and other high-ranking personel.

"Field Marshall Domingo, sir!" they exclaim.

"At ease!" Joseph salutes back.

He is approached by three men in tattered business suits. These men are members of Global's executive board. One of them directly confronts Joe.

"If you don't mind," the chairman states, "we would like to make the transition official."

"We'll get under way as soon as the rest of the board arrives," Joe states. He looks at the solemn and broken faces of the chairmen. "What's wrong?"

"Sir,...we are all that is left of our corporate staff."

"What? How?"

"Freedom One was hit, and she was hit bad. We were lucky to get out of the city alive, let alone here."

Joe takes a step back. "Are you sure? "

They nod, while holding their previous facial expression.

"Very well. Follow..." he is interrupted by the sight of nine men and one woman pushing their way through the crowded subterranean hangar.  One of them he recognizes as his uncle, Thomas Graves, Jr.--a well-respected United States Senator. Four of them are dressed in business attire, while the rest are in formal dress. Those men and one woman wear the blue and white formal dress uniform of the United States Marine Corp. One of the Marines, the woman, is carrying a particularly heavy black leather satchel.

One of the men in the business suits approaches Mr. Domingo and says, "Are you Joseph Domingo?"

"Yes," Joe states as his is flanked by the Marines. He looks toward his uncle and asks, "What is this?"

"Sir, we are members of the Secret Service associated with the White House Organization. Have you taken control of your father's company, yet?"

"I am about to," he says in a daze. "What's this about?"

"I told you, sir, time is of the essence," the chairman states.

"Sir, have you taken control of the company?" the Secret Serviceman half exclaims, drawing the attention of every man and woman in the hangar. They begin to stare at the scene that is unfolding in the center of the room.

Joe notices the countless sets of new eyes watching him. He shares a confirmatory glance with the head chairman. He full-heartedly replies,"Yes!"

The Secret Serviceman takes over, stating: "As the owner and operator of the largest and most powerful PMC in the nation, and in accordance with the Private Military Corporation Oversite Act, you are now appointed to the position of Secretary of Private Military Affairs. This appointment is pending Senatorial approval." He glances at Joe's uncle.

His uncle nods in approval, "The Senate approves this appointment. Now, with the authority given on to us by the 25th Amendment to the Constituion of the United States, we shall continue on with enacting all protocols for Continuity of Government."

"Sir," the Serviceman states as he pulls out a Holy Bible. "Please place your right on the Bible and raise your left hand."

Knowing what the following actions signify, he performs his commands to the letter.

"Please repeat after me. Do you, Joseph Thomas Domingo, Jr., do solemnly swear that you will faithfully execute the Office of President of the United States."

 " I, Joseph Thomas Domingo, Jr., do solemnly swear that I will faithfully execute the Office of President of the United States"

"And will to the best of your ability, preserve, protect and defend the Constitution of the United States.”

"And will to the best of my ability, preserve, protect and defend the Constitution of the United Staes."

"So help you God."

"So help me God."

"Congratulations. Your are now the most powerful man in the world," the Secret Serviceman states as two of the Marine Gaurds approach Joseph Domingo, the 44th President of the United States of America.

As the female Marine approaches him with the satchel, the other Marine explains it's contents: "This here is the 'Nuclear Football'. Inside is a small computer-based missle launching system and briefing packets on fallout and casualty numbers. Also, there is a booklet contain the exact locations of secure sites and bunkers." He hands him a small pager-like device and a small key. "These here are your nuclear confirmation codes and launch key. Kept them on your person at all times."

"Aye, sir," he tells the female Marine.

As President Domingo looks around the room, he sees that everyone has stopped what they were doing and had begun to salute him. To this, he salutes back and states, "As you were!"

Joseph beckons the small passe to accompany him to a small meeting room just off to the side of the main hangar. Seated inside the room are the company's top generals. Once they all enter, he shuts the door and begins to seek the status of the planetwide defense.

"What's the status of our defensive?"

The head general replies, "To be honest, sir, it's a clusterf#/&! NORAD has been taken out, the Capital and most major cities are in ruins, and as far as we know...." There is a short pause as the Serviceman contemplates the weight of his next statement. "<coughs> As far as we know, you are the only remain head of state left."

"It's that bad," Joe replies. "What about the 'local' defenses? How are they holding up?"

"Pittsburgh is down. Philadelphia will follow suit. And Harrisburg is a total loss. New Castle and the surrounding area are holding, but barely. All all attempts at a counter-attack have failed."

"What about the vaults and safe zones?"

"They are still holding. Many have not been targeted yet. Also, teleportation is still online."

"That is good. I need to address the nation. The people need to know that someone is in charge."

"Affirmative. We have everything set up in the Wampum Facility."

"Perfect. Now, <clears throught> what did my father's dying words say," Joe states jokingly about the final message capsule launched by the Dominion.

The general remains standing and reports the message as follows:

"DOMINION IS GOING DOWN stop
ACTIVATE OPERATION REBIRTH stop
CONTINUITY OF HUMANITY IS IN EFFECT stop."

Joe looks around the room in a gaze, in disbelief, of what he has heard. "You can be serious."

The head chairman states, "Sir, with all due respect, this is an extinction level event. As you have heard before, any attempts at a counter-attack have failed."

"Have we tried the nuclear option?"

The general sits down and replies,"Yes, sir. We have."

"And?"

"Both land and sea based warheads were used against the mothership as it entered the atmosphere, to no avail. There is nothing in our arsenal that can cause significant damage."

"What about Galactus and our allies?" Joe asks the head chairman.

"They have responded, and are sending aid. But, they will not arrive in time...."

The general takes over, "Our models predict that the world, humanity included, will end within the next 12 to 24 hours. Keep in mind that that is a conservative estimate."

"So," Joe responds, "we give up then."

"No, sir. We use Operation Rebirth, and we make a new home somewhere else. For even surviving is a victory."

"We'll said general. So, we are all in agreement."

Everyone nods in approval.

"Then let's get to work. Operation Rebirth is in effect!"

Bunker Beta Facility
Wampum, Pennsylvania
Three hours later...

As President Domingo prepares to address the nation, he is worried for those that are not able to head this message, for those that cannot find safety, and for those that are unable to defend themselves. All that worry is put aside as these feelings as the director begins his countdown.

"Alright, we are live in five...four...three...two..."

All cameras turn to face the President. For the next five minutes, using the Emergency Broadcasting System, his face appears on every electronic screen in the nation, and several television screens located around the world, and some screens located across the farthest reaches of the universe.

"My fellow Americans. I speak to you now during our darkest hour as a light of hope during a time of darkness. Today, has seen the downfall of many institutions. We have seen the downfall of our allies, both home and abroad; the fall of our Capital, the fall of the League. But we have also seen many institutions remain standing. We may have lost our Capital and top leaders, but, as you can see, other men and women stood up to take their place. As I speak a counter-offensive has been planned and is moments away from execution. Although our allies fell, other allies have risen to take their place. For moments ago, when all seemed to be lost, the newly appointed Presidents of Russia, Bialya, Rulaisa, Korea, and Iran have pledged their full support.

"While our heroes have fallen, others, too, have chosen to stand for them. They, too, have prepared a statement and will address everyone after the conclusion of this speech. For those of you prepend to fight, I suggest that you dig in, for if you are looking for an easy solution, well the easiest day was yesterday. Your forces will meet up with the forces of other nations from around the globe, and will launch the largest battle in the history of mankind. I will not lie to you. It will get ugly, and it will get ugly fast. That is why I suggest that those of you who are not participating in this endeavor to seek out shelter. From there you will be teleported to an undisclosed location to be a part of Operation Rebirth. From here you shall board a ship that will take you to a new world to set up a colony, in cooperation with our allies amongst the stars, who are streaking towards us at blinding speeds at this vary moment, and you, with their aid, shall become the new face of humanity.

"To address your concerns, as many of you believe that running away is the way of a coward, I say no sir! For, as Churchill once said, even surviving an enemy's onslaught, against even the most terrible of odds, is still considered a victory. That is why I am telling our enemies--straight to their faces--that you may have taken our planet, our resources, hell, our brothers and sisters I arms.....but you will never take our right to exist!

"Although it may seem that all is lost, but fear not. For as long as there are people willing to stand up and fight, this nation...no...this planet is defended. We will survive. We will show our enemy that we know how to fight them. That we will beat them. We will show them the meaning of fear. Our soldiers will personally escort these aliens, not to the cusp, not to the gate, but directly to the deepest pits of Hell.

"To all of those seeking shelter, I tell you to stay safe and keep out of sight. To all of you wiling to take a stand, I  wish you the best and these three things: Good luck. Godspeed. And good hunting.

"And may God bless the United States of America. No!!! May God bless Earth. For today this planet stands as one against those that wish to annihilate us, and wipe us off the face of the Universe's history book. The Earth may fall, but humanity will survive. Our light will not be existinguished. For after today the light that is humanity's existence shall shine brighter than all the light in the galaxy put together. And may God bless the human race. Good night, good luck, and good hunting!"

"Annnnd we're out! Good job Mr. President."

"Thank you, Bill. Alright, is everything in place."

"Yes, sir."

"Okay. We take off in two hours. Operation Rebirth is a go. I repeat. Operation Rebirth is a go!" states a random officer.

"Okay. In accordance with the 25th Amendment to the Constituion of the United States of America, I hear by leave the duties and responsibilities of the Office of President of the United States to Vice President DeSalvo. In abdicate this office in order to full my new role as the first President of Humanity."

"Good luck," his friend states. "Your gonna need it."

The first Peesident of Humanity, with a grin on his face, leaves the room and prepares to lead humanity into a brighter tomorrow.

GPSS Acension
Top Floors of Bunker Beta Facility
Two hours later...

As the flagship and the only ship for Operation Rebirth, Acension was aptly named for its capabilities. Specifically, its ability to rise from the pits of Hell in order to soar amongst the angels of Heaven. For that is exactly what it does. As well as being a seeding ship for humanity to reach the stars.

When the launch order is given, there is no hesitation. Anyone that was left outside would have seen a spectacular sight, as the entire mountain containing the Wampum Underground complex split open, and a ship twice the size of a Victory-class Star Destroyer, resembling a gargantuan C-130, lept out of the gaping chasm. With her engines wailing as they reached their peak, the Acension blasted of into the great blue. Toward the stars. Toward a brighter future....that it would never see.

As the Acension rose through the sky, it's trail was visible from Kansas. Here, Miss Martian and her team wished it and themselves good luck as they continued on their respective missions.

After leaving Earth's orbit the ship was flung through hyperspace to Global's Martian Outpost (Outpost Mars One).Here, they were supposed to pick up more supplies and construction materials for the new colony. Instead the crew and staff saw that the outpost was completely destroyed. No doubt by the same enemy that is destroying their home planet. After reluctantly realizing that they can not stay, they prepare for the jump to their next destination, an Earth-like planet orbiting a star similar to our Sun. But, as mentioned before, the Acension would not see the Sun rise. For as they were making the final calculations for the jump to hyperspace, the impossible occurred. A second mothership exited from that same hyperspace, and it showed no mercy or hesitation.

Standing on the bridge of the Acension, President Domingo braced himself, in a similar as his father before him, as the enemy fired their primary weapon at them. He knew that he would be joining his father and the rest of Humanity soon, and participate in that last great adventure....

Mount Justice
Happy Harbor, Rhode Island

Waking up in a shock, Joseph Thomas Domingo, Jr., came to a seemingly startling resolution.

"I'm not dead," he stated plainly.

He painfully urged himself to sit up and looked around the room. His father rushed toward him, in a panic and quickly embraced him. Joe was surprised to see him. In a few moments, he was informed why that was so.

Batman and Martian Manhunter explained to the team that were all placed into simulation as part of a train for failure exercise. They said something went wrong after Artemis died. That M'gann's subconscious took over with a death grip and held Artemis, and anyone else that died in the simulation, in suspension; putting them into a coma. When asked about he asked about his father, Joe was told that since his father was not close to the rest of the team emotionally, he woke up mere seconds after his death; the hesitation being caused by Joe's own latenr psychic abilities. J'onn then explained how he entered the simulation and tried to shock M'gann out of the exercise. After the explanation, J'onn went to exit only to collapse and be caught in the Batman's arms.

Joe looked around the room and gazed at the people he swore to protect. He saw Super boy petting Wolf and M'gann was being consoled by Captain Marvel. The rest resembled him. They were all sweating profusely and frozen still in a stated of shock. As he looked around the room, he thought to himself, Man, I am going to need one hell of a therapist!

The End