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章 131: CHAPTER 123

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[David Lance POV]

Aimlessly, I walked through the forest Klarion had left me in for hours, growing ever so desperate to find some sign of civilization as time went by.

Eventually, my aimless exploration paid off as I found myself face to face with a path leading out of the forest. It was a dirt road, barely more than a path, but by the way, it was shaped, it was easy to tell that it was a way out.

Smiling, I quickened my pace, eager to escape the forestal prison that encased me. But as I walked, I couldn't help feeling a sense of unease growing larger and larger as the seconds passed.

Keeping my pace, I shook off the feeling and continued running down the path until I found myself face to face with an empty highway, a sign standing in front of me.

I stopped, giving the sign a look. [Washington DC - 300 Miles Away].

Washington DC.

Had Klarion really just teleported me to a random forest close to Washington DC? So much effort for that?

It felt off.

Taking a deep breath, I shook my head, trying to clear my mind as I started to walk toward Washington DC; however, with each step, a cold breathing-taking chill ran down my spine until I was forced to come to a full stop.

My newest superpower was going crazy, haywire, telling me to go in the opposite direction.

I guess it would be best to listen, but unless I see the threat, I won't know how to plan and react accordingly. Reminding myself of Batman's words, I walked back into the forest, deciding to run a few miles inside the forest before putting on a civilian attire to continue my path.

As I walked back into the forest and started running, the unease remained, but it was now calm compared to before, like a whisper instead of a shout in my ear.

Eventually, after half an hour of running through the forest non-stop and covering quite some mileage, I exited the forest back into the highway, this time looking like a normal guy, a hitchhiker even.

[Washington DC - 125 Miles Away]

Taking a deep breath, I started walking down the highway, the hot sun beating down on my skin, as I kept a thumb up in order to try and get a ride.

Thankfully, it didn't take long before a car stopped in front of me, and an old man leaned out the window of an old truck, a Ford F-250, from 1978. "Where are you headed?"

Pulling out a notepad, I raised my hand to him before writing my answer. [I'm heading to Washington, I apologize for the note, the downsides of being mute.]

The old man nodded his head before motioning for me to get in. "Not a problem, son. I'm heading that way myself. Smart thinking, having a notepad with you."

I nodded my head in response before getting into the truck, the old man keeping up a single-sided conversation as we drove down the highway.

I guess he was just happy about having someone to listen to him.

As time went by, the conversation went from personal anecdotes the old man wanted to share to a topic that caught my attention, and not in a good way, not at all.

"I still can't believe what happened in Metropolis, you know? I had friends there," The old man said, his voice trembling slightly. "It's just not right, all those people dead. And for what?."

What happened in Metropolis? Was that the reason I didn't receive any backup for my SOS calls, or why no one seemed to get them in the first place?

"That Joker," The old man said, shaking his head. "I really hope he's rotting in hell right about now."

The Joker.

Metropolis.

Lots of dead people.

It... it can't be? right?

I turned to the old man, my mind racing a million miles a minute as I tried to process everything. Then, after a moment or two, I pulled out my phone, and using the text-to-speech function, I asked one simple question. [What about the nuclear radiation?]

The old man sighed, shaking his head. "No idea, son. They say it might take years, decades even before the city is livable again, and it's not because of the radiation."

My heart sank into my stomach as the old man's words sunk in. I was in the world of Injustice.

This wasn't my earth, my reality.

As the realization hit me, my heart started racing, and my breathing became erratic. I was in a world where the Joker had nuked Metropolis, destroying the city and robbing Superman of everything, I was in a world where Superman had gone mad with grief.

"Are you okay, son?" The old man asked, looking at me with concern. "You don't look so good."

I nodded, trying to clear my mind as I took a few deep breaths.

The old man looked at me for a few more moments before sighing and shaking his head. "Young people nowadays." He muttered before turning his attention back to the road.

I sat in silence for the rest of the ride. I know knew, with every cell of my being, this would probably be the last moment of peace I had, for a storm was brewing for me right ahead.

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[Batman - Injustice - POV]

I looked out the window, arms crossed. The wind was howling outside, and the trees were swaying. In the distance, I could see lightning and hear the thunder crashing as a storm started to brew in the city.

"Batsy!" Harley greeted, entering the room.

I turned to face her. "Harley, I need you to investigate something for me."

Harley cocked her head to the side, biting her lower lip before asking. "What is it?"

I handed her a paper with coordinates. "I received an SOS call near Washington DC. What really got my attention was that whoever sent this call was using an old line, one I don't use anymore because of the Regime."

Harley took the coordinates from me. "Sure thing, Batsy! Is whoever I'm supposed to bonk still here, or do I have to go commando super serious and stuff?"

"Unlikely. Whoever sent the signal turned the tracking off," I replied, wondering who this unknown was. I knew it wasn't the Regime. However, that didn't mean whoever this unknown was, wasn't an enemy.

"Well, I'll see what I can find!" Harley said with a salute before leaving the room.


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章 132: CHAPTER 124

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[David Lance POV]

I arrived at Washington DC quickly, thanking the old man for the ride as I exited his car, my mind overwhelmed by the developments so far.

Everywhere I looked, there were propaganda posters for the regime, urging people, demanding them to support their new leader, Superman. It was unnerving to see such propaganda on display, especially given what I knew about this world, about the oppression and violence Superman had brought.

Taking a deep breath, I walked around the city, taking in the sights and sounds, as I tried to figure out what to do next, feeling more and more uneasy with each step.

The people around in the streets seemed brainwashed, like they were living in a different world entirely, perhaps I was simply looking too much into things.

Right now my priority was to find a place to hide.

Fortunately, in every city there are all sorts of places to hide, to set camp. Small nooks and crannies that most people never even notice, let alone think to check.

Thanks to Batman and my training, I knew this very well, as I've had to find such places before, many times in order to do my duty. However, this time was different, this time, I wasn't just looking for a criminal running from the authorities or from a hero.

This time, it was me, who was looking to hide from everyone.

I had no one here, no allies, no friends, no family, no… Raven, I was for the first time in my life, truly and absolutely alone.

I couldn't trust anyone. Not here. Not knowing what I knew about this universe.

If I wanted to survive, I had to play my every move carefully, or I would inevitably end, on the wrong side of things.

I sighed, rubbing my temples as I continued walking down the street, thinking. The base I required needed to be in a populated area, to make tracking harder, it also needed to be close to various ways of escape.

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After a few hours of searching, I found a place nearby a homeless shelter, a shed that had been abandoned by its owner a few years ago.

I entered the shed quickly, setting up a small set up for research that consisted of a laptop, a printer, and some other office items I had acquired in a local shop in less than a legal manner. The laptop was connected to the internet in the homeless shelter, that was in turn connected to the internet of the city.

For now, this was all I needed.

A computer to do some basic research, and a place to sleep. The shed would serve for now.

Before moving, or doing anything, I first had to figure out where in the timeline I was. I guess it was a good thing I remembered Injustice more than I remembered my own world, otherwise this would be rather problematic in terms of intel.

Taking a deep breath, I turned the laptop on, and started working.

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[Raven - Rachel Roth POV]

I teleported to the tower of fate, where I was greeted by Kent, who had been waiting for me.

"Come in, we have much to do," Kent said, his voice carrying a dark tone.

I entered the tower, a sense of dread still invading my heart, and mind. "Klarion, he did something to…" I paused, the words refusing to come out.

"I am aware," Kent replied , his voice softened a bit. "But we do not have time to grieve now, we must act, after all, I'm sure he's alive."

I looked down, trying to control my emotions, before nodding. Kent was right, now wasn't the time to grieve, David was still alive, I knew it, he had to, he wouldn't die, he wouldn't.

"What can we do?" I asked, steeling myself for what was to come.

"First we need to figure out what Klarion exactly did, and move from there," Kent replied with a sigh. "Don't worry young lady, we will find him. Wherever he is, he won't be alone for long."

I nodded, feeling my resolve harden. David was out there, and I would find him. No matter what it took.

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[Unknown POV]

In the meantime, in an undisclosed location, a man known as John Constantine was sitting in a bar, drinking whiskey. He was waiting for someone, or something.

"You're late," Constantine said as a man with black hair and a dark suit entered the bar, sitting down in front of him.

"I had things to take care of," The man replied nonchalantly.

Constantine took a sip of his drink before asking. "So, what did you find out?"

The man shrugged. "You know that's not how things work."

Constantine frowned. "You bloody bastard, will you help me or not?"

The man nodded, a chuckle escaping his lips. "For now, if anything because the kid interests me."

Constantine sighed, before downing the rest of his drink. "You do that, and I'll owe you a favor."

"With this one you would owe me like twenty, but don't worry, I won't charge you for this one," The man winked as he stood up, leaving the bar without another word.

Constantine watched him go before sighing, and ordering another drink. "Fucking Lucifer, I swear."

"I heard that. And you wish."

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[Unknown POV]

Back at the tower of fate, Kent and Rachel were going through some old books, trying to find any information on what Klarion had done.

"Anything?" Rachel asked, her voice tired.

Kent shook his head tiredly. "No, nothing so far."

Rachel sighed, her eyes red from lack of sleep. She had been looking through books for almost a day now, with no results. "What are we going to do? We can't just keep looking through these books forever."

Just then, something caught Kent's eye. He reached for a book that was slightly different from the rest, hiding inside the library of Fate.

It was old, and dusty, and it looked like it hadn't been touched in years.

He started flipping through the pages, his eyes widening as he read the words within the book. "I think I found something."

Rachel perked up at that, moving to sit next to Kent. "What is it?"

Kent shook his head. "I'm not sure, but it might be important." He handed her the book, before leaning back in his chair, lost in thought.

Rachel started reading the book, her brow furrowed in concentration. After a few minutes, she looked up at Kent with a confused expression. "A book of gates…"

Kent nodded.


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