A story of healing, bikers and nummy bad boys. trigger warning, lots of swearing, abuse, PTSD. this is a Reverse Harem, sexy stuff with multiple partners that grow to love each other.

Flying through the air, I quickly noticed that the moth-bat man was trying to follow me at a distance. Even from a few miles away, I could feel that idiot's glare trying to burn a hole in my helmet.
 
Not wanting to deal with him again I decided to just simply hide my presence again and fly towards the city.

Seeing an empty and abandoned building I flew to a broken window and leaped inside.
The room was dark and stuffy with multiple holes scatter throughout the walls.

Spreading my conciseness throughout the entire building, I saw that there were no living life forms in a 500 meter radius.

'If I'm going to blend in, walking around as an armored warrior will make me stick out like a sore thumb' I thought to myself.

Quickly twisting my helmet off, the magnetic locks came off with a hiss and my face was revealed to the world once again after almost 200 years. 

The same pale smooth skin with the same large silver scar that stretched from jaw line to right underneath the right eye.
With an almost unnaturally alluring face and long spiky silver hair that defied gravity.

Still the same youthful features as they were centuries ago, the only thing that actually differed were the eyes.

The bright once blood red eyes had changed into a shocking dark blue that glowed in contrast to the pale skin. 
In the dark room, the blue eyes stood out as if they were illuminated sapphires under a sparkling star.

Quickly taking the rest of my armor and robes off, I was left with was a pair of long black pants and a white compression shirt. While feeling slightly naked with my robes or armor, I knew that they needed to go if I was gonna blend in.

As my armor and robes laid by my feet, I quickly concentrated on the energy surrounding me and opened a spatial rift and reach into my personal pocket space. Keeping the rift open, I dropped my armor inside and telekinetically pulled out some items I've acquired in my travels throughout the galaxy. 

A gray leather jacket with a hood made from the hide of an ancient Krayt dragon, a thin sleek datapad, and finally a small silver locket with a spiral design that held a blue crystal at the center.

Grabbing the items out of the air I put on the balster impervious jacket while slipping on the silver locket. Finally finished getting myself organized I closed the rift and grabbed the datapad to help me figure out the state of the world I'm in right now.

Opening up the data-pad I quickly searched the interface for all facts, news, and the entire untampered history of this planet. Looking for all informational banks and private servers on all this planet I began to extract all useful data. Easy bypassing all protection and firewalls of this semi-lowtech planet, my holographic screen began to transmitted thousands upon thousands of lines of information.

Sighing slightly at the amount of information projected, I began to use my limited power of technomancy to connect my mind with the holopad to absorb the information.

With a sudden rush, I winced slightly at the pain of processing all the information at once but the slight pain was so much better than having to take the time to actually read through all that material.

Shaking my head slightly I started to focus on the information I had just received.

Looking through this world's history I was shocked that this world was so...so uterly stupid.
This planet housed some of the weirdest things I've ever seen in my life. And I've seen a drunken Gungan party.

'God I still have nightmares about that party' mentally shivering at the horror I witnessed that night.

This planet, Earth, seemed to be split up into seven major land masses and was populated by over six billion people. The history of this planet seemed so repetitive and excessive. There has been thousands of different conflict and wars that took place over simple disagreements. People had been slaughtered in the millions over race and religion of a person.

 It was honestly a complete cycle of hate, almost like the conflict between the Sith and the Jedi. Only hate and death followed those conflicts.

But from the history of this world there seemed to certain...irregularities that show up every once in a while.

Although hidden between the lines of history I could find tales of powerful demon, lords of Order and Chaos, and tales of immortals. 

From stories of gods to people from the stars, they seem to have a hand and controlled many of the events that took place on this planet. Another flash of information even showed that a species of human, called Atlantean's dwelled on this planet's ocean floor. 

Flashing through the rest of the information, I finally figured out who the clown and loth-bat were, or should I say Joker and Batman. It seemed that on this planet people had formed their own type of Jedi Order and decided to become the Justice friends.

Well the real name was the Justice League and they were a group of people with either a type of superpowers or particularly amazing skill. They even had a few aliens that seemed to show some unique abilities.

The Justice League seemed to be founded by seven original members Superman, Wonder Woman, Batman, Green Lantern, Martian Manhunter, Flash, and Hawk Women. It seemed they formed after stopping an alien invasion that almost conquered Earth.

They all seemed to be of unique origins and each had a variety of skills but their means of justice seem to be very odd. They mainly fought and protected the planet from all types of threats they deemed ordinary people couldn't handle. From natural disasters to insane meta-humans, they fought them all and even the occasional alien Overlord.

FInally finished with the information, I quickly accessed the informational database of this planet and began to make myself an identity. 

Easily overriding this planets data-system, I placed myself as a 21 year-old from Vermont; both parents deceased and left a large inheritance. Filling up my newly made bank account by taking some currency from the accounts of what seemed like Hutts of this planet and a jackass named Lex Luther.

With the preparations done, I departed from the building to explore the new city.

POV: Batman
"Dammit"
After checking and reviewing all of the sonars  and satellite images in the jet, I still couldn't find the powerful entity named Ezekiel. Just like air he had completely disappeared.

Sighing in frustration that he had escaped,
I steered the Batwing around to the rendezvous point with the rest of the Leaguers. Throttling the acceleration, the jet blasted flames and whizzed through the sky.

After a few minutes of flying, I landed in an abandoned area and jumped out of the cockpit.

The rest of the League hadn't arrived, yet I already knew they were most likely still in the Watchtower awaiting for any situation to arise.

With any warning a beam of light came from the sky towards the Earth. In the place the light struck five figures now stood.

There in all their heroic glory stood Green Lantern, Wonder Women, Superman, Hawk-girl, and Flash. As the light receded, the heroes all looked towards their very grumpy and secretive member lurking in the shadows.

Taking lead I stepped into the light towards the other heroes and spoke immediately.

" I need help" 

Looks of shock and surprise graced each of the Leaguers faces.

"Umm.. are feeling good Bats, because I swore I just heard YOU ask for Help!" emphasize Flash in a joking matter.

Growling in regret of even asking, I began to bring the team up to speed about the newly encountered figure. Explaining the events of him stopping the bombs from exploding on the city.

" He seemed to have a form of strong telekinesis and the ability to fly while completely avoiding all of my sensors. He was able to completely control my body without the slightest effort "

" OK we get it but what's the problem. This guy helped you, didn't he? He's a hero" Hawkgirl questioned.

" He is a powerful and unknown entity that we have absolutely no knowledge of. He has shown the power to control people. He may have helped but there is no telling what he does next "

Everyone exhaled deeply at how paranoid Batman was, but agreed that this figure can't freely walk around without knowing who he is.

" Ok ok we get it Bruce. We'll help you but it's not to capture him if anything we will just see what he wants or who he is" Superman addressed to everyone and began to plan their strategy on finding this guy.

" If we're splitting up, I'll go with Bruce" Wonder Woman spoke as strutted forward and grabbed Batman's hand, while pulling him towards the Batwing.

Everyone smirked at how openly  Wonder Woman flaunted her affection for the Batman. 

Soon everyone split up to cover more ground. Green Lantern and Hawkgirl took the skies together, Flash started to cover the streets at supersonic speeds, while Superman began to scan through the abandoned buildings and deserted areas with his X-ray vision.

"Alfred, I need my suit."

Bruce Wayne had been at fundraiser, listening to boring people talk about boring things, when he heard word of a break-out at Arkham. He quickly feigned drunkenness and not-so-subtly implied that he'd spent a night in a hot tub with the host's daughter. Once he picked himself up off the pavement, he had radioed Alfred.

"Very well, sir. I will have it dispatched by the Batwing immediately. Honing in on your coordinates."

5 minutes passed, and yet there was nothing.

"Alfred, remind me to check the Batwing when I get back to the cave," said Bruce. "It should have dropped off my suit 2 minutes ago from this distance."

"But sir," replied Alfred, "It did drop off your suit 2 minutes ago."

Bruce grimaced. "Well it didn't drop it off by me. Where did it drop it off then?"

***

For 27 long years, Tommy Naylor had been the world's personal shitter. Once a high school football star with dreams of one day playing for the Arkham Rogues, that had been dashed when his knee was wrecked in a car accident. Ever since his life had been one disappointment after another, capped off by his recent laying off from Ace Chemical. 26 years old, no job, no future, no girlfriend, no hope.

'Who the fuck works in a chemical plant anymore, anyway,' thought Tommy as he walked home from another night at the bar. 'Shit was dangerous. All those open vats. Why if anyone fell in one of those they'd-'

Tommy's thought was cut short by a loud bang right in front of him. He could barely make it out but his eye had caught something big and heavy landing from the sky above.

"...Hello?" Tommy asked the darkness. "Is there someone there?"

Tommy crept forward and inspected what had landed. He hoped to God it wasn't a body.

"What the... hey, is that the Batman logo?"

Tommy gradually realized that he was looking at a large, heavy package that had Batman's logo on it. Before he even realized what he was doing, Tommy quickly hoisted the package onto his back and hurried back to his apartment. 'Man, if this is any good maybe I can sell it for something.'

***

Sitting on his couch, drinking a beer, Tommy stared at the package. Finally gathering up the courage, he walked over and... stared at it some more.

'How the fuck do I open this thing?'

Tommy couldn't see any zippers. He ran his hands along the top and sides before finally finding a small button. Upon pressing it, the package burst to life. Tommy couldn't believe what he saw. Standing before him, in all its glory, was the Batsuit.

"Hooooooly shit," said Tommy aloud. He didn't know what to do. He was hoping for a couple batarangs, maybe one of those grappling hooks Batman used, but the entire suit? He couldn't sell this, not without someone finding out. He didn't think he could keep it, either. What if a supervillain found out about this? He'd be killed.

But at the same time, Tommy was incredibly excited. Batman had first appeared about 10 years before and ever since, Tommy had marveled at the stories that were told. Tommy was relatively in shape but Batman put him and everyone else to shame. Batman had even once saved Tommy's sister by foiling a robbery at her bank. Tommy had grilled his sister for every detail she could provide. Tommy dreamed of being Batman. And now, with this suit, he could be.

After a long while, Tommy figured, "What the Hell," and decided that he was going to try the suit on. What could it hurt? Besides, the suit seemed like it would fit him.

For about an hour, Tommy struggled with the heavy kevlar and thick leather that made up the suit. He had the most trouble putting the cowl on, finally just forcing it down on his head. He heard a sharp crack as he did so but thought nothing of it. Tommy looked in front of the mirror and couldn't help but smile.

"I look awesome!" Tommy suddenly struck a martial arts pose and karate chopped the air.

"Ow!" Tommy yelped, grabbing his shoulder. "Fuck, maybe I should have stretched." He fell onto his couch.

***

"Bruce," said Alfred," I managed to get a faint location of your suit but it appears the tracking device has been broken. I was only able to trace it to a 1/2 mile area in The Narrows."

Bruce grimaced even harder. "Dammit! Okay, we'll have to worry about that later. Killer Croc has gotten out and I can't let him get too far into the sewers. I'm coming back to the cave for my other suit. In the meantime, hopefully no one finds the missing one."

***

"Fuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu - ahahahahahaha!!"

Tommy was flying through the air. He had gone from, "Let's just put on the suit," to, "Let's go up to the roof and throw some batarangs," to, "What does this thing do," to flying through from building to building with a grappling hook. It was pretty automatic; Tommy basically only had to push a button. The rush was unlike anything he had ever experienced. Before he knew it, he had gone roughly 3 miles and was in the heart of Gotham's financial district. He landed on the roof of Gotham First Bank and caught his breath.

'This is the best shit ever. This couldn't be any more fu-

Suddenly, Tommy felt a sharp crack around his ankles and he was pulled from his feet. He landed with a hard thud. Looking down, he saw a whip around his feet.

"Oops, sorry Bats," a voice purred. "Guess I have a tendency to knock men off their feet."

Tommy gaped. Standing before him, in all her glory, was Catwoman. She was wearing a skintight suit that hugged in all the right places. The suit's zipper was pulled down to Catwoman's chest, giving Tommy just the barest of glimpses at her perfect breasts. Tommy was speechless; he had jacked it to Catwoman for years and now here she was, standing above him.

Catwoman continued. "I have to say, I'm pretty impressed that you were able to find out where I was hitting like this. You startled me, big boy."

Tommy was trying to figure out if he should run, if he should fight, if he should hide his erection, but he couldn't move. He lied there.

Catwoman dropped down to her knees and crawled on top of Tommy. She stopped ever so slightly near his crotch and then continued until she was nose-to-nose with him.

"So is this the part where I try to tempt you into letting me go and you refuse before sending me back to prison? Because I hate prison, Batman. It's so... unglamorous. I know I can't beat you in a fight so why fight? Why don't you just let me wrap my lips around that Batcock of yours and we forget we ever saw each other? I think you'll find tha-

"O-okay."

Catwoman paused. "What do you mean, 'Okay?'"

Tommy found his voice a little bit. "I mean if you suck my cock I'll let you go."

"Wha... Seriously? I didn't think you'd actually say yes. Are you sure?"

"Y-yes?" Tommy was worried that he had gone too far, that Catwoman would know he was not the real Batman. They were 30 stories up and the fall would kill him...

"Eh, what the Hell," Catwoman finally said. "But if you screw me... well if you betray me I'll cut your balls off."

"Uh, sounds fair.." Tommy couldn't stop himself from smiling. Luckily, Catwoman didn't see him because she had already started working her way down to Tommy's groin. She slowly lapped at his armor with her tongue, looking for an opening She finally made his way down to the sweet spot where the body & leg part of the suit separated. Catwoman tucked her hand inside the suit and rooted around until she found what she was looking for.

"Jesus Christ!" Catwoman jolted back and all of her sexy charm seemed to vanish for a moment. She pulled out Tommy's cock. "This is your dick? That's fucking huge!" Tommy had been cursed with a lot of things, but he was not cursed with a small cock.

Catwoman's poise slowly came back to her and she started to smile. "Well, I guess I know why your balance is so good now." She reached her head down and gave the tip of Tommy's cock a small kiss. It was already slightly wet from precum. She kissed all the way up and down his cock and then sucked on each of his balls one at a time. Tommy thought it couldn't get any better.

"Here comes the good part," Catwoman said, before attempting to deepthroat Tommy's entire cock in one movement. She couldn't quite get there, only getting 3/4ths of the way down, before she came up gasping for air. She coughed slightly. Tommy smiled even wider. Catwoman glared at him before throwing herself on his cock once again, this time getting all of his cock in her mouth. She came up smiling with just a little bit of mascara running down her face. "Guess I look like the cat who swallowed the canary," Catwoman said.

"More like the cat who swallowed the cock," Tommy replied.

Catwoman looked at him, frowning.

"Sorry," Tommy sputtered.

Catwoman went back to work on "Batman's cock." She was lying between Tommy's legs, holding herself up with her left arm while she used her right to jerk his cock. With a fluid motion, she was sucking and jerking at the same time. Her tongue was bouncing around the head of Tommy's shaft and she was gobbling about half of his cock with every bob of her head, before her hand would guide her lips back up.

Tommy was seeing stars. He reached down and grabbed the ears of her mask and started pushing his cock deeper into her mouth. Catwoman purred in response. Tommy began bucking his hips harder until he was fucking Catwoman's face, sending his cock deep into her mouth with every thrust. Catowoman was breathing hard, a soft moan escaping her lips as she tried to keep up with Tommy's pace. He could feel his cock starting to get warm and didn't know how much longer he could last.

Finally, right before he could feel the orgasm wash over him, Tommy pulled Catwoman's head off his dick. She came up with a thick string of saliva connected to his dick and a confused look on her face. The mascara was now running down her cheeks. Tufts of short black hair were coming out of the sides of her mask. Tommy had never seen anything hotter.

"I thought you were going to cu... hey!" Catwoman yelped as Tommy rolled them both over so Tommy was on top of her. He reached down and felt for Catwoman's vagina. He could feel that she was wet. 'Sucking my cock got Catwoman wet,' Tommy couldn't help but think. He ripped at Catwoman's suit; the gloves on the suit made it easy to tear open. With a swift motion, he began to stick his cock inside her.

"I guess you always loved pu- OH MY GOD!" Catwoman's words morphed into an exclamation as Tommy's huge cock pushed inside her. He thrusted a quarter of the way, half way, three fourths of the way, before finally thrusting all of his girth inside her. Catwoman's screamed and at first Tommy thought he had gone too far, but quickly the screams turned to moans. He found his rhythm and began fucking Catwoman hard, his balls slapping against her. She loved it.

"oh God, Batman, fuck me harder, treat me like your little slut!" she yelled. Tommy slowly realized that this was a fantasy for Catwoman, too. Her eyes were closed and she had wrapped her legs around his waist, forcing him deeper and deeper inside her. Catwoman wanted to be fucked. Hard.

Tommy was more than willing to oblige.

He wrapped his arms around Catwoman and used her as leverage to fuck as fast as he could. He was pounding her now, driving her deeper and deeper into the roof floor. He had to put one arm around her head to keep it from bouncing off the cold concrete.

Catwoman had undone her zipper even more and was using one hand to caress her breast. Tommy couldn't help but stare; her breasts were slightly smaller than he would have thought but then again, Catwoman had a gymnast's body. But her tits were perfect. Tommy took the breast not being used and stuck it in his mouth.

"Unnnhhh," was all Catwoman could say in response. She was in her own world now, lost to the pleasure that was racking her body. Her free hand shot down between her legs and began furiously working her clit.

"Oh god, Batman, oh god I'm going to... I'm going to..." Catwoman shot up and hugged Tommy tightly as an orgasm shot though her. She screamed, loudly, right in Tommy's ear, almost sending him over the edge as well. But he didn't cum just yet, although it took every ounce of his will power to stop himself from doing so; no, he wanted to make this one count.

Catwoman slumped back to the floor and Tommy slowed his rhythm. Catwoman brought him close and rolled him over so that she was on top, without ever removing his cock form her pussy. "Let's slow this down a little bit, shall we? I want to mak-"

Tommy quickly rolled them back over so he was on top once again. Catwoman barely had time to register what had happened before he started fucking her again, hard, and Catwoman started moaning. He had himself up on his hands now so that he could watch Catwoman's face as he fucked her, watched her breasts bounce with every thrust, feel the walls of her pussy envelop his cock...

"Oh fuck," was all Tommy said as he felt himself ready to cum. He pulled his cock out of Catwoman's pussy and started to shoot his cum all over her. Tommy's once full balls were emptied as he shot load after load onto Catwoman. It covered her tits, her neck, and the final massive loads shot all the way from her chin to her hair. She had 3 ropes covering her face and she disgustedly tried to wipe them away. The cum mixed with her mascara.

"Jesus, you could have warned me you were going to do that," Catwoman said. She couldn't put up too much of a fuss, though; her body was spent from the fucking Tommy had given her. Her suit was ripped and open, her mask and goggles had come off, 3 of her claws were embedded in the armor of the Batman suit. The always graceful and elegant Catwoman was out of sorts.

"Sorry," Tommy said sheepishly. He had forgotten who he was for a moment and now suddenly realized that he was a regular guy dressed up like a bat with the world's most dangerous thief covered in his cum right next to him. He wasn't sure what to do next.

Luckily, the police made his decision for him. 4 cops, apparently alerted by either the alarms or the noise, bursted onto the roof. Their guns were drawn.

"Alright, nobody move... what the Hell?" The scene before them was baffling for even the most seasoned among them. Catwoman glared at Batman and hissed, "You bastard, you said you'd let me go!"

Tommy shrugged and said, "Welp, gotta go!" before utilizing his grappling hook and jetting off into the night.

***

"Sir, it appears that we have located your suit," Alfred broke in over the comm.

"That's great," Bruce replied. He had managed to track down Killer Croc and, after a brutal fight in the sewers, had gotten him back to Arkham. He was exhausted. "Send me the coordinates and I'll go pick it up."

There was an uncharacteristic silence before Alfred responded. "It's not quite that simple, Master Bruce. It appears that someone was wearing it. We just received word that "Batman" captured Catwoman 30 minutes ago atop the First Gotham Bank."

Bruce was startled. For 10 long years, he had been the only person preventing this city from collapsing. He had been bruised and broken, with only Alfred as his ally. Suddenly, there seemed to be someone else in the city who could capture Catwoman, the most elusive criminal he had ever encountered. Someone who everyone would think was Batman. An idea slowly formed in Bruce's mind.

Alfred chimed in again, "Master Bruce? Shall I begin tracking this imposter?"

"Hold on that, Alfred. I have an idea. What would you think about going on a little vacation?"

"Do you have the list of questions ready?" Xander asked.

"Here it is," Batman replied, passing it over.

Xander scanned the list. "Number one is useless, I bare some of the responsibility for creating Metallo, so of course the answer is yes."

Batman made a correction.

"I'm still indirectly responsible, since I'm the one who set him against Superman, and thus all Kryptonians," Xander pointed out.

Batman scratched the question off the list.

"The rest of the questions seem reasonable," Xander allowed, "but remember no asking me anything not on the list and that includes someone pulling a fast one and writing questions on it in invisible ink or questions composed of the words in the other questions rearranged to form a different question."

"That's twisted," Superman said, shaking his head.

"But a valid interpretation of the agreement," Batman allowed.

"You'll make sure they keep to the written questions and cover my mouth if any other questions are asked?" Xander asked Wonder Woman.

Wonder Woman wrapped her magic lasso around her hand. "I swear by Hera's name that if anyone asks any question you have not agreed to they shall feel my wrath." She was not about to trade questions with Luthor like she had with Mercy!

"Alright then, I'm ready," Xander said extending an arm for Wonder Woman to wrap her lasso around.

Once everything was ready, Batman picked up the list. "Why did you save Power Girl?" he asked.

"Because she was in trouble and I could help," Xander replied.

"Remove the lasso," Batman instructed Wonder Woman.

"But this is only the first question," Superman said

"Yes, but I'd like to modify the questions and I can't ask for his consent if he's under the lasso's influence," Batman replied.

"Can I ask if you had any ulterior motives and what would they be?" Batman asked. "That would eliminate several of the questions we have listed."

"Sure," Xander agreed with a nod.

Wonder Woman wrapped his hand with her magic lasso once more.

"Did you have any ulterior motives for rescuing Power Girl?" Batman asked.

"Sure," Xander agreed.

"Ah ha!" Superman exclaimed feeling justified in his suspicions, but all Xander did was chuckle.

"What were they?" Batman asked.

"Let's see… There is the natural male chauvinism on my part that says a man can't be a man if he stands by and allows a woman to be assaulted, there is also the little monkey hind-brain that says showing off will impress women and improve the chance of mating, there's a small selfish part that says I can show up Superman by doing what he can't. I've also got a bit of a belief in karma and by saving Power Girl, who will go on to save countless others, I'm doing far more good than I'd ever manage on my own and lowering my karmic debt. Also, I can't overlook that saving others will improve my own popularity and my opinion of myself."

The three stared for a second and then exchanged glances.

"Did you have any prior knowledge of Metallo's new weapon and where he acquired it from?" Batman asked.

"While reading a book on Celtic Demon summoning in high school, I came across a reference to 'The Fire of The Gods', which was just a fancy way of saying 'Living Flame'. They used a magical device called an alchemical furnace to turn the mana generated by magical items into Living Flame. The use of Kryptonite (which are just pieces of Krypton that radiate tainted mana) as a power source was rather ingenious, but as you saw it was in no way able to handle that amount of power," Xander explained, wistfully recalling all the research parties he attended.

Xander shook his head as the magic of the lasso encouraged him to continue. "Sorry, just got lost in thought for a moment. I'm not aware of where he got it from or even who could actually modify it for his use."

Batman nodded. "Did you know the weapon couldn't cause you any permanent harm?"

"Nope," Xander replied. "Being magic it could very well have killed me and I wouldn't have been surprised."

"I think that about covers everything," Superman said looking at Luthor like he'd never seen him before.

"Last question," Batman corrected holding up the list. "Do you have any plans for Power Girl?"

"Plans?" Xander asked himself, as the lasso guided him to the truth of the matter that he hadn't even consciously known. "I have no plans, just a lot of fantasies that I was not even aware of until this moment. Apparently, I have a weakness for blonde heroines."

Wonder Woman quickly put her lasso away before Luthor could start giving details.

"I feel better about giving you that pie now," Superman said.

"It was good pie, tell whoever baked it that they did a splendid job," Xander said.

"I will," the man of steel promised before extending his hand. "Thank you for saving my cousin."

Xander shook his hand. "It was my pleasure."

"I'll escort you to the teleporters," Wonder Woman offered.

"Thanks," Xander said, following her out of the conference room and into the hall. "By the way, how is Mercy doing?"

"Quite well," Wonder Woman replied. "The priestess of Athena has confirmed that she has the same blessings from the Gods that all Amazons carry and we may have determined who her mother was."

"Really?" Xander asked hopefully.

Wonder Woman smiled, pleased that he was showing concern for her new sister. "One of our fishing boats strayed outside of the boundaries of Themyscira and was caught in a storm a few decades ago. One of our sisters was lost overboard and thought to be dead, but from the looks of it, Persephone at least lived long enough to reach Gotham and birth a daughter."

"I really wish she could have reached a more... wholesome place," Xander said. "If she had, Mercy could have grown up with a mother."

"You think Gotham is at fault?" Wonder Woman asked, giving him a disbelieving look.

"Have you been there?" Xander asked. "It's like the city was designed to be the backdrop of every horror movie ever."

Wonder Woman smiled. "Better not let Batman hear you say that."

"The next time some alien shows up shrinking cities and trying to steal them, I'm going to 'accidentally' restore Gotham somewhere else," Xander said seriously.

"I don't think you can get away with something like that," Wonder Woman said, "too many people will be watching, like Batman."

"I'll bide my time," Xander said growing a goatee to stroke, "and when they least expect it… *BAM* the Bahamas gain a new island."

Wonder Woman burst out laughing.

"Yeah...That may be a bit much," Xander admitted. "Maybe Montana?"

"I would suggest somewhere warmer," Wonder Woman suggested. "How about Florida?"

"Too warm." Xander disagreed. "How about…"

In the Conference Room

"He really has changed," Superman said, still trying to wrap his head around the concept.

Batman meanwhile had been accessing the recordings in the conference room and had discovered Xander had accessed the computer system. "I'm still wondering what traumatic event occurred to cause that change and there is no guarantee that his change of heart is permanent."

"Yeah," Superman said perking up, before sighing. "It may be easier and less frustrating to deal with the old Lex, but everyone deserves the chance to change."

"Yes," Batman agreed absently as he read through the files Luthor had left for them to review. He tapped his com device. "Mr Terrific is Zatanna available for a consult?"

That evening

Ma smiled at seeing how their family had grown. Clark and Diana were sitting on either side of Lois… a bit of a surprise but a welcome one; she'd like to see some grandkids before she passed. Karen was sitting next to Kara, a little uncomfortable to be there, unused to family, but she'd adapt.

"So, how did he like the pie?" Ma Kent asked.

"He loved it," Clark said. "I was a little hesitant to give it to him, knowing him as I do and he knows me well enough to tell, so he volunteered to let Wonder Woman use her lasso to question him on the matter."

Everyone turned to look at him.

"Why did he save me?" Karen asked.

"Because you were in trouble and he could help," Clark replied. "He didn't even know if the flames would kill him as they turned out to be magical in nature."

"I feel better about sending him a pie now," Ma said with a kind smile.

"Could he have been lying?" Pa Kent said.

"No," Diana said shaking her head, "my lasso was forged by the gods and even they are forced to tell the truth while under its influence."

"Batman believes something traumatic has happened to change Luthor for the better," Clark explained, "and I think he's right."

"He's certainly more...humorous," Diana offered.

"He is at that," Clark agreed. "Flash has floated the theory that gaining Plastic Man's power may have something to do with that."

"But he is honest in turning over a new leaf?" Kara asked hopefully.

"It seems so," Clark agreed.

"Why so interested?" Lois asked curiously, sensing a story.

"No reason," Kara said quickly before turning to Karen. "So… going to marry him?"

It took a minute for the table to settle down enough for Karen to explain, "I was joking. I told Kara that since Lex saved my life, gave me a new outfit, and I didn't have to worry about hurting him that if he was still a decent guy after a year had passed I'd allow him to propose."

"Well you are his type," Diana offered.

"Magic lasso?" Karen asked, figuring it had somehow come up under questioning.

"It surprised him too," Clark offered.

"Regardless we rarely interact so I doubt him having good taste really changes anything," Karen said with a smirk.

Kara grinned, relieved her distraction has worked.

"Enough about work," Ma said Turing to Clark. "How did you three get together?"

"Well," Lois began, "it started with me discovering that one of my great-great-great grandmothers was Kryptonian."

This time, everyone stared at Lois.

"Did I forget to mention that?" Lois asked.

"Yes, but considering what was going on I can see how it slipped your mind," Clark replied.

"Well, as it turned out, my Kryptonian genes conflicted with yours so I had the computer search for a compatible gene set," Lois explained.

Ma Kent gave a happy little squeal

"That's what you were celebrating," Diana realized. She smiled. "I had just dealt with Poison Ivy, and that rather strange Dryad had covered me with pollen of some sort that I needed some help with."

"We got…. rather involved and found it agreeable," Clark said, trying not to blush.

"Very agreeable," Lois added with a smirk.

"What DNA did you use?" Kara asked, not wanting to contemplate her cousin's sex life.

"No Idea," Lois replied unconcerned, "it was discovered during one of Batman's cases and is from somewhere in time, probably the future, but it allows me to do this."

Lois stood up and split into three.

"I can do my job as a reporter," one said.

"And be a stay at home mom," the second added happily, making Ma Kent grin broadly.

"And paint," the third one added.

"That looks to be very useful," Pa Kent said with a smile.

"If you think three is useful..." Clark said with a grin before pulling out his cellphone. "Batman was kind enough to give me a copy from the Watchtower files.

He pushed a button and the sounds of the village people began to play…

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Xander winced as another panel blew up in a shower of sparks. "They never show all the explosions an evil genius goes through when trying to invent something," he complained, before signaling for a couple of technicians to replace the board.

"Sir," one of the scientists said nervously, trying to catch his attention.

"Yes, what is it?" Xander asked distractedly.

"I believe the problem lies with the sensors, sir," she said nervously, well aware of her boss' temper. "It's too sensitive and is causing feedback."

Xander considered that for a moment. "You could be right. Set them to minimum sensitivity and adjust the targeting to… early to mid 1800s. I'm pretty sure there a lot less chronal intrusions in that time period. We can adjust sensitivity while slowly zeroing in on a chronal event for calibration."

"Right away, sir," she said, rushing off to make the necessary adjustments.

"It's a brilliant design, sir," another of the scientists said, attempting to suck up.

"Tony always was a genius at whatever he did," Xander agreed, "even becoming a time traveling ruler of all humanity while screwing with his past self to make sure he'd become him."

"Ruler of humanity?" the scientist asked confused.

"I stole the design from a time traveler from another Earth and modified it for my own use," Xander explained.

"So, we're working with stolen technology?" he asked, surprised that Luthor would admit such a thing.

"Pretty sure he wouldn't bother coming back a couple thousand years into the past of a foreign Earth to patent anything," Xander replied. "Stole just sounds more impressive than 'I examined the remains of his armor and memorizing the sections I could use'. Stole at least sounds a little exciting."

The scientist chuckled. "Stolen it is, sir."

Three Hours and many explosions later...

"Finally," Xander said as the machine hummed along, monitoring tachyon particle disruptions and absorbing an infinitesimal amount of chronal energy without causing an overload of the insanely sensitive sensors they were connected to. His fingers danced across the keyboard as he designed a program that would translate the incoming data into a visual format.

The image on the screen resolved into a blond man in buckskin breeches and a white shirt, wearing knee high teal boots and teal leather gauntlets, vanishing in a flash of lightning.

"The calibration isn't enough to pinpoint the date," a female scientist noted, "but a rough estimate puts it at late eighteen thirties to early eighteen forties."

"But what are we seeing?" another asked.

"Max Mercury," Xander replied, "AKA Windrunner. He's the first Flash and he just broke the time barrier."

"The rumors about The Flash are true?!" one of the scientists exclaimed in horror.

Slav-erhmm Typing by: Dangasaur

Not mine

https://m.fanfiction.net/s/13503096/1/

After losing his parents, a young man discovered himself gifted with super powers and is now determined to find the murderer of his family and obtain vengeance.
He will back off under no-conditions even if Superman should stand in his way.

I don't own any of DC Universe or any anime characters mentioned. They are owned by their original creators.

After Feng Bujue returned to his log-in lobby, he left the team so that his presence would not influence Xiao Tan and the rest when they queued up for their games. He had already assigned Passing Rain the role of the vice guild leader, thus handing her the responsibility of designing the guild badge. Even though she had disconnected on him once, with her personality, she had shown herself to be someone trustworthy. She would not disappoint with the stuff that she volunteered for.
Feng Bujue did not queue for a scenario. After spending 100,000 Game Coins, he still had 379,000 left, and that was enough for him to dress himself. First, he went to the market zone ten and sold the Children's Baseball Bat to the system shop. It had to be said that the price was very fair. It sold for one thousand Game Coins or five RMB. It matched this weapon that had a zero offense point perfectly.
Ammo, potions, and lighting devices were consumables that Feng Bujue needed to restock; however, he did not hurry to buy them. Instead, he went to check out the apparel on sale. Those were the expensive items that would improve his status, and they were something that he had to purchase eventually. Therefore, he decided to see what he could buy with 380,000 Game Coins.
Feng Bujue did not really care that much about how he looked in-game, but that did not mean that he did not care at all. It was fine to wear the default outfit. After all, everyone had to wear it once, and it was free. But since he was going to spend money to buy new apparel, he was not going to buy a random outfit for the sake of improving his status. He did not think that he had the confidence to pull off some postmodern, mismatched outfit.
With the amount of apparel on sale, if he looked through them one by one, he would be at the market until morning. Therefore, Feng Bujue came up with his own system. Initially, he had the 'brilliant' idea of cosplaying as a comic book character, but he soon realized that such apparel was all incredibly expensive. For example, the set for Doctor Doom would cost 900,000 Game Coins. The set was split into three parts—the mask, the armor, and the cape. In other words, one could have three separate buffs to their status. However, this set could not be purchased separately, and the buyer had to pay 900,000 Game Coins to buy the whole thing.
Feng Bujue did not seem to possess as many Game Coins as he thought.
Compared to Xiao Tan and Laughing Soul, who could spend 1,000,000 Game Coins or about five hundred RMB to expand their inventory by five slots, Feng Bujue's 380,000 Game Coins were about 190 RMB. The man's plan was to earn enough money to cover what he had spent on the gaming hub; that goal seemed to move further and further away. After all, the gaming hub was the standard, single-person gaming model NL2055. It cost up to five digits, and two of these hubs would be enough to purchase a car minus the license.
"Hmm… Actually, this set does not appear too comfortable. The cape is green, and the armor along with the cape will hinder one's mobility." Feng Bujue tried to convince himself.
Then he searched for another character that he was more interested in, Deadpool. That red and black bodysuit was more skin-tight, and it did not come with anything like a cape; one's movement would be smoother in it. Furthermore, the many belts on the apparel could be attached with guns and swords to save on the inventory space. There were only two parts to this set—the body suit and the face mask. In other words, two status buffs.
However, even the Deadpool outfit went on sale for 700,000 Game Coins.
Feng Bujue once again lied to himself. "Hmm… This is too showy and too despicable for a noble person like myself."
If someone else overheard his comment, they would definitely fire back, "Then, why did you search for it in the first place? And secondly, what kind of person did you say you were again?"
After that, he searched for many other characters. In conclusion, as long as it was an outfit that mimicked a famous character, the selling price would be higher than 500,000 Game Coins. The biggest offender was the Batman suit; it sold for the hefty price of 2,000,000 Game Coins. Based on this week's exchange rate, that was about one thousand RMB. Of course, there were five different parts—the mask, upper body armor, lower body armor, belt, and cape—to justify that price. In other words, it came with five additional buffs, and the apparel had enough space to store many items, thus saving inventory space.
Note that the apparel slot could be separated into five empty slots, the head, feet, upper body, lower body, and accessory. No matter how many parts the fixed apparel set had, even if there was just one part, it would take up the entire five empty slots
Feng Bujue gave up after a while; the fashion game was not one that he could afford. He decided to buy some isolated parts to make up his apparel, the most common method being just purchasing the upper body plus lower body. If he had some excess Game Coins left after that, maybe he would get an accessory.
Right then, Feng Bujue was struck with inspiration. He filtered his selection based on color and style and managed to find a set up that he was greatly satisfied with. He showed a pleased smile.
If Batman was a career, then the threshold to start this career was more important than the immense natural talent, and that was a family fortune of over seven billion USD. However, to be his nemesis, it would cost much less. For example, his mortal enemy's attitude toward money and life was filled with mockery and condescension.
Feng Bujue first spent 120,000 Game Coins to buy the upper body. The apparel was a purplish suit jacket, the tail of the jacket reached down to his knees, and the inner shirt was a deep-blue shirt with a dark green vest and tie. He then spent anther 80,000 Game Coins to buy a pair of slacks whose color was slightly darker than the green of the top. Then he used 40,000 Game Coins to buy a pair of dark leather glove.
Using just 240,000 Game Coins, Feng Bujue completed his Joker-esque look. Of course, he did not go so far as to dye his hair green, paint his face white, cut the corners of his lips to his ears, and apply lipstick. He was not that big a fan.
After purchasing the apparel, then came the time to select the randomized buff. The three buffs offered by the upper body were 'Slight buff to recovery speed of Stamina Points', 'Slight decrease to the exhaustion of Stamina Points when moving heavy objects', and 'Slight buff to the recovery speed of Life Points'. Theoretically speaking, the Body Enhancement Spell would be useful at the later stages of the game, so the buff that might compliment it would be preferable.
The buffs provided by the lower body was less than satisfactory. They were 'The recovery speed of Stamina Points improve greatly when you are standing on your hands', 'A slight buff to the height of your jump', and 'A large buff to the recovery speed of Mana, but in return, the recovery speed of the Life Points will decrease the same amount'. Of these three, Feng Bujue first gave up the last option. The more he studied the first option, the more he felt like he was cheated. Even though it came with a 'great improvement', one's Stamina Points should be dropping when one was doing a handstand, right? After everything balanced out, would there even be an increase to his Stamina Points' recovery speed? It felt like it was playing the player. Therefore, Feng Bujue chose the second option, the one that looked relatively normal.
The gloves were considered an accessory, and the options that Feng Bujue was given were 'Slight decrease to the exhaustion of Stamina Points when moving heavy objects', 'Slightly decrease the effect of the bleeding status', and 'Slight increase to the damage of punches'. Of these three choices, the first was more neutral, the second defensive, and the third offensive.
After a brief consideration, Feng Bujue chose the second option. He already had three weapons—the wrench, dagger, and pistol. Under most circumstances, he would be using those weapons instead of his bare hands, so the buff to the punches was not that valuable. Furthermore, Feng Bujue remembered how pitiable a state Passing Rain had been in due to the bleeding status in the Ye Jie Elite Academy scenario. Currently, there was no one in the guild who had a focus in medic mastery, and he did not see himself carrying items like bandages, antidotes, and burn medicine in his inventory. He did not have the money, nor did he have the inventory space. Therefore, picking this buff was for emergencies. Furthermore, the gloves cost the least. When he had the money, he could spend another 40,000 Game Coins to buy another pair of gloves to reroll the buffs.
At this point, Feng Bujue suddenly slapped himself on his head.
Oh! I forgot to ask Xiao Tan to return the Winchester. The dude has probably forgotten all about it.
However, he soon shrugged, thinking, But that weapon is quite useful. It's beneficial for him to keep it. It should provide more aid to him than it would to me.
After Feng Bujue selected all the buffs of the apparel, the recovery speed of his Life Points improved, he could jump higher, and if he was bleeding, the rate at which he lost Life Points would decrease. Plus… he had created a style for himself in-game.
There were two empty slots left for his apparel—the head and the feet. However, Feng Bujue only had 140,000 Game Coins left. If he bought one, he would not be able to afford another. Furthermore, he needed some money to purchase the consumables, so he stopped looking through the apparel.
The stuff was equipped in the apparel slots, but the change to his appearance would only occur after he entered the log-in lobby. This was to prevent the player's appearance from changing constantly in public areas.
Feng Bujue went on to purchase five potions. He did not go for the large ones. In terms of pricing, the potions were priced according to their size. The small potion that recovered thirty percent of one's Life Points cost two thousand Game Coins, the medium potion that recovered fifty percent of one's Life Points cost six thousand Game Coins, and the large potion that recovered one hundred percent of one's Life Points cost twelve thousand Game Coins. This pricing was due to the remark that potions in Thriller Paradise had.
'The biggest stack is five, and continuous usage of said item will lower its efficiency.'
Even though it might appear that the smallest potion was the most cost effective, three small potions would recover fewer Life Points compared to one medium potion, and more importantly, it would save more inventory space.
Therefore, the bigger potions were the most effective and most space efficient, so they naturally cost the most.
Finally, Feng Bujue bought a flashlight and ammo for his pistol. Each magazine had seven bullets, and since there was one last bullet in his pistol, the two magazines took up two inventory spaces. Thankfully, he had already bought his apparel. Even though the coat jacket did not have a specific lined pocket like professional apparel for the storage of small blades and ammo, at least the jacket had several pockets on the outside and inside of the coat, where he could still store the ammo.
After finishing his shopping, Feng Bujue left the market. When he returned to the log-in lobby and the elevator doors closed, the system said, "Your apparel has been activated."
 


This is a game beyond dimension–the pursuit of truth. 
The unknown seal, the gambit between gods and demons… 
The defiance against data, the retribution of human… 
In a virtual world connected with reality, consciousness dictates us, consciousness chooses us, and consciousness dictates our consciousness. 
Now, throw away you fear. 
Throw away your selfish interest, question, and disbelief… Free your thought. 
Welcome to Thriller Paradise. 
Feng Bujue lost his ability to fear because of an unknown psychological disorder. Through a virtual reality game designed for players to experience fright and despair, he began his search for his lost fear. Could he finally regain his ability to fear? Could he outwit the scenarios presented to him? Could he finally uncover the truth hidden inside Thriller Paradise?  


Izuku Midoriya was a normal human that always dreamed of becoming a hero. There was once a time that he hoped to be born with powers as it was not rare to have the super genes but it was not fated to be and he was pronounced normal.

He had lost hope on that day but his parents didn't give up on him and gave him hope by showing him Batman.

Batman was a man without powers that fought against villains with pure skill, intelligence and gadgets. Izuku was brought out of his depression and started on a new path, to be strong and intelligent to one day fight like Batman.

He joined Judo and started training religiously while keeping with his studies, researching into any different things.

As he grew up, Izuku did find his desire for heroism challenged but on day he had almost gotten killed in an accident and he was saved by his favorite hero, Gilgamesh.

Gilgamesh was a hero encased in golden armor with a red cape; he was like knight from old ages with his mannerisms and style. He was strong and loved by everyone as he had very positive personality.

Unlike many other heroes, Gilgamesh was very social most of the time.

He was not just a hero but a warrior and from each fight people could see that he enjoyed it and loved the fight. All fights that were under his control were worth watching as he made them into a show.

Izuku had followed him from that day and even watched a live battle against Livewire.

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Today was once again a normal day and Izuku was walking to his university in Gotham while having his eyes out for anything as this city was not normal. His family had moved to Gotham five years ago and it was not the best for anyone but his father had gotten stuck in the job since it was a very good company and the university here was one of the best.

As he was walking, Izuku drank his coffee on the way and stopped as something crashed into the ground. Izuku jumped back and looked at the site of the crash, and found his hero.

'What happened?' Izuku wondered as Gilgamesh got up wobbled, there was something wrong with him and he flew away slowly

Izuku decided to follow him and ran towards the location where Gilgamesh flew. He quickly passed through many turns as he predicted the direction and found something crashed into one of the alleyways.

Izuku ran towards it and saw Gilgamesh stand up again, he started taking of the armor. It peeled of him like liquid and Izuku could see that it was a man with blonde hair with a muscular body from the back.

Gilgamesh didn't wait and started walking.

"Wait!" Izuku screamed as he knew something was not right with this situation and Gilgamesh disappeared into a portal

Izuku was shocked at what he had just witnessed, his favorite hero had been abducted or he decided to throw away the armor.

He wasn't sure since Gilgamesh did have an ability to open portals.

'Did he throw the armor away or someone took him away?' Izuku mused as he walked closer to the golden armor; it was as beautiful as he had dreamed

"So awesome, I am touching it." Izuku was fangasming as he touched the metal armor

'What should I do with this?' Izuku was worried that Gilgamesh might need it and this was not a safe place to leave things lying around

'Should I take it to the Justice League? No, they don't get along.' Izuku thought as he held the armor and heard gun shots coming from somewhere close

Izuku looked at the armor and decided to wear it; he needed to at least get enough time for a hero to arrive.

"Sorry Gilgamesh" Izuku muttered as he started wearing the armor quickly but he didn't' how to do it right. He was worried about this but it fixed itself and Izuku worse the helmet to complete the set

It was heavy but Izuku had trained enough to wear this without a problem, the armor was made from metal with low weight but durable.

Izuku could see that this armor had electronic support as virtual options appeared near his eyes and he could find the threats nearby.

'So this is how he always knows where the enemies are? How does this work?' Izuku thought as he started running, his steps heavy and noisy as he dashed into the scene of a super villain messing up things

It was Killer Croc and he seemed to have evolved further as a long tail had appeared behind him while his body had become bigger.

'Okay, how do I do this? I will get killed if I go out there.' Izuku thought as had stopped at the last moment to observe the situation and found police trying to shoot him but it did nothing

"Batman, come out!"

Izuku watched the mess and as Croc was tossing cars, he noticed that one of them still had passengers stuck inside. There were two little kids inside one of the cars in Croc's way.

Izuku was put in a dilemma but he had no choice, he had chosen to wear the gold and with it he had accepted that responsibility.

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"Gilgamesh!" The people cheered as Izuku stepped out into the street and Croc looked at him with fear, he did not want to meet the golden bastard that didn't what mercy meant

"Hey, I just want to meet with Batman. Nothing personal" Killer Croc said as he walked closer and his tail flashed forward

Izuku didn't trust him from the start and caught the tail, 'Electrocute'.

Izuku chose the option and Croc was electrocuted but managed to kick him.

Izuku found himself crashing into a car and felt his body cry out in pain but he was in the zone at the moment and all pain was lessened.

Izuku stood up and dodged the hammer attack, and kicked Croc in the sides with spiky end of his boots that he had chosen.

This armor had many gadgets attached to it, to make fights interesting and everyone that watched the fights had known about them.

Croc roared at the damage and found himself bound by chains as two daggers were pointed at his neck and face.

'Finally, I found the option for the Enkidu.'

The Chains tightened and Croc's bones were fractured, Izuku deactivated them before it became worse and walked away to the cheers of the crowd.

Once he was out of sight, Izuku ran deeper into the alley way to hide from anyone watching.

"Master, what are you doing here?"

Izuku stopped as he looked to see someone standing behind him, it was a beautiful woman with a dangerous aura but at the moment she looked very lovely as she looked at him with adoration.

'Poison Ivy? Who knew she served Gilgamesh. I don't have time to think about that, what do I do?'

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While in the Titan Tower, one girl in black was worried.

"Star Fire, have you seen Naruto?" Raven asked as she floated above the pool

"No, I thought he was with you today." Star replied as she was sun bathing at the top

"He was with me at the start but then disappeared midway. I think there was some emergency but he would have contacted me within half an hour but it's been 3 hours." Raven said in worried tone as he powers were starting to fluctuate from the pressure

"Chill, girl. You don't want to kill us all, do you? He will be fine as the Uzumaki never dies..."

"He rises like the phoenix" Raven completed the sentence

"See nothing to worry about, you gotten too used to his presence since last month so that might be it. But if you are still worried then check the news and see where he fought last." Star advised as she held her hand and walked with her to the TV room

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A.N Hope you enjoyed and comment

Izuku from Hero academia

Sometimes getting wasted isn't so bad. Disclaimer: I do not own anything. This is inspired by Cultivation Chat Group

~Ryan pov~
Before the fight, we need to suit up. Thor will take a shower while Tony repairs his armor. Five minutes later, a new clean and dazzling Thor is here. We take the jet first and I pilot it. Stark plan to join us later. For the moment, he is still in his lab but he is faster so there is a big probability that he will arrive faster.
So me, Nat, Thor, Batman and Captain are in the jet. I find this jet very easy to pilot, very instinctive. Maybe I will ask one from Fury later on.
The major problem is the lack of any drinks. This plane is made to fly to every country of the world and not even water can be found!!!
After 10 minutes or so, Captain starts to talk and plans the offensive with Batman and Natasha. Those are the only one who plan things very well. Thor is more like a tank, runs into the mass of enemies and kills everyone.
So for the moment, the plan is that Thor will fight Loki, and the rest will see what will happen. If the chitauri are already here, I will fly and kill the flying chitauri or the ones that are on the roof of the buildings. Captain and Batman will fight those that are on the ground. Natasha and Tony will see if they can stop the access. According to Thor, the access will be a huge portal. The only way to close it will be to destroy the stabilizer. The big variable is Clint, it will be either Nat or Tony who will fight him. Or me if he is on a roof. If the chitauri are not here, we fight Loki, stop the activation of the portal, track Clint and try to make him normal again.
We have three targets, in order of priority it's : the invasion, Loki, Clint.
We kill all the chitauri we see, and capture Loki and Clint.
The plan is simple, there are too many possibilities to be able to make a more detailed plan. We don't even know when Banner will join us, if he can come.
As we finished the plan, we see Tony in his armor flying next to us. With his radio, we inform him of the plan. He doesn't really agree, he wants to entertain Loki first and talk to him in his tower. It's really dangerous, and it can completely destroy the plan. We choose to stick to the plan. Tony will go to his tower and control all his armor that he has in his lab. The armors here are not as powerful and don't have all the weapons that the one he wears but we will need all the help we can. Thor will talk to Loki and entertain him. New-York is right in front of us. As we don't see any huge portal, we breath a bit.
We fly in the direction of the tower. On the way there, I depose Captain and Batman. We also send a message to the police force and a message of alert is quickly heard in all the city. For the moment, the people are still calm.
I hope they will stay the same when the war will start.

Ryan is a genius who survived the apocalypse and after being the only being left on the planet Earth was offered an opportunity by Gaia, and with the energy released by the destruction of the planet, was reincarnated as an American baby. His new planet is filled with mutants, heroes, gangsters who are similar to the comics from before the doomday. Watch how he continues his life in this new world... With a little present from his old one.


~I don't possess marvel and DC rights. I just want to write for fun. ~

Normally it's a daily chapter update, sometimes I can write more but other days I can't write any. Short chapters too. 
From the comments and reviews the story is too fast, so if you like slow-paced story you may not like this one. Also if you didnt watch the films, you will not understand some things.

Hey I'm Aiko. I love to film. I work on taking pictures and videos to make a edit for my class of 2023. I want to be a movie producer when I am an adult. I have have so much drama and stress in my life that half the time I don't know what to do with it. I am 17 now but not when I met him. When I met him I was only 14. I remember it like it was yesterday.

It was Christmas Eve a perfect night. I walked upstairs to say Hi to the rest of my cousins. A boy...crouched down but looked tall...Looked older than me...Hair in a beanie with a pretty cool leather jacket. His shirt was Batman. He had on black jeans. And he looked like my uncle except way younger. Who is he I thought?

"I am Batman." He said to my cousin Naokatsu.

"Aiko!" Naokatsu ran to me to give me a hug. " Kiatsu likes superheros just like you!" He smiled up at me. I looked at him as he arose. He was taller than me but not too taller. "Kiatsu this is Aiko, or I call her Flash or Black Canary!" 

 "Well, He's wrong. I'm Batman." He said. Then Kotoko ran in the room behind her was Rokuto, Yasuko, and Satoko causually walking in the room.

 "HEY AIKO!" I smiles as she ran up to me to give me a hug.

"Hey crazy." I said rubbing her head. The other three just sat down pretending like I wasn't there and just kinda waved. I hate them. I'm too young to hangout with them. I'm the baby of the group. I am all alone no one is in my 3 year range. In their 3 year range its them. I always been known as the baby the youngest. I never had anyone. Kotoko and Naokatsu don't count Well Kotoko is too young she isn't considered my cousin. She is my step cousin. And Naokatsu well He's my niece technically. He is also my god brother and is very little. 

"So you met my brother?" Kotoko smiles. 

I look back at him and He smiles at me. "Your her brother?"

"Guilty as charged." Kiatsu says smiling. I smile back. 

"You ready to stay up till Midnight Aiko?" Naokatsu says jumping onto me I catch him and smile as I cary him with one arm.

"Well, If I have to take care of your crazy butt maybe not." I giggle playing with hair.

"Well, Now you have someone to help!" Kotoko says looking at her brother.

"You're right Kotoko. Batman you are now my side kick to make this Christmas better than last years!" I smile at him. 

"I can do that...But shouldn't you be my sidekick." He smirks at me.

"NO! BLACK CANARY ISN'T A SIDE KICK AND NEITHER IS FLASH!" I yell in his ear. Yasuko looks at me and rolls her eyes. Girl just because this your house doesn't mean you have to act like that...

1 hour and 20 minutes later....

"Aiko?" This so called "Batman" asks as we grab some cupcakes from downstairs.

"Yes?" I reply taking a velvet cupcake. 

"I know its stupid but what do you think love is?"

"Love.....Deep affection.....And when you find the one the world take color."

"How Cliche" He laughs. What is cliche....Who was he in love with? 

"Is there a girl?" I ask.

He just smiles. "I guess you can say that."

"And your in love." 

"Maybe...I dont really know."

"Well what's the deal? She has eyes of a angel or something?"

"She's amazing but...." 

"But what....What's the deal breaker?" I ask

Well she has a boyfriend." I heard the heartbreak in his voice....Poor thing....

1 hour later....

"I know its only 10:34 and we always do this at 11:00 but lets play night tag like every year!" Kotoko says smiling. 

"Why not? Btw New kid or "Batman" it's just tag in Yasuko's grass." I look up at him and he smiles at me.

That was just the start....Who knew I would spill secrets of my own....

Aiko meets her step cousin Kiatsu her 14 year old step cousin for the first time when she is 13. He is her favorite cousin but knowing him comes consequences. This adventure is full of Love complications, Secrets unfold, Family issues and a lot of Pain. How will Aiko end up? Figure it out and read this twisted drama!

This fanfiction is taken from fanfiction.net.The author is 'Overload Hater'.

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