บท 2: Misunderstanding

Looking around himself his eyes drifted towards the girl opposite him floating in the air and the ridiculous outfit she had on, "An ascian?" He whispered to himself.

"Huh what?" The girl obviously confused not understanding a single word coming out of his mouth and clearly not recognising the language of any she knew if only a little.

Slylarus tilted his head up to get a closer look at the girl and shook his head clearly thinking this is just another fragmented shard, a sundered world.

Breathing out slowly he intended to get up and ready for a fight not wanting to leave his fate to this girl he deemed an 'Ascian' though clearly the fall, the fight and the ripping of reality took its toll as if he even bothered to check clearly he would find out that she is in fact not an Ascian.

The girl seeing his actions frowned slightly, couple this with his unknown language, seemingly evil armour and weapons she can not help but think this guy to be a villain. But clearly he can't even stand up so there was no need for excessive force.

At least that was until he lifted his hand and called out, "Abyssal Drain"

His hand shot out a purple orb that once came in contact with her expanded outwards into a spiky ball. But that wasn't the end as his once seemingly fatigued state somewhat recovered allowing him to adopt his fighting posture.

The girl obviously caught off guard did not see the attack coming, well she did but not so soon and so fast. She felt immense pain once the attack hit her coupled with the fact she felt some of her life force being devoured although It was negligible the fact it happened still scared her.

Now that he has some semblance of strength back because of said absorbed life force he channeled some Aether into his weapon bringing out its true destructive capabilities. A great sword with cracks formed all over oozing out destructive energy. The the blade itself with many jagged edges giving it a gruesome appearance.

And to top it all off the mass of red and black energy swirling around the blade all in all giving it a truly sinister look, Benefiting a weapon of a Dark Knight.

"Noumenon come show this filth our might" Slylarus called out briefly surprising himself that he spurted out such nonsense but not letting it consume him for long because he was being charged at with speeds unthinkable.

Already recovered from the attack though injured deeply she flew with all her speed and punch Slylarus combing it with heat vision creating a devastating explosion.

Flying a safe distance away she swiped her hand a cleared the air and dust in the area intending to see the outcome. But much to her dismay however he was relatively unscathed.

Unperturbed by such destruction as he has seen and experienced much greater he looked into her eyes and was about to unleash a devastating attack.

But as always in the most opportune time his special ability had been activated causing him to get a severe headache and kneel over, the fragments of the girls past coming to him.

The girl was obviously shocked, overjoyed and worried but such a turn of events because while her enemy was in a vulnerable state it didn't seem that it'll last long so she had to act fast.

Dealing a huge blow to the back of his head she watched as he slumped to the ground her fist aching.

Slylarus slightly unawares of the goings of the outside world was preoccupied with the contents of the memories he was seeing.

The girl he now knows he mistook for an Ascian was intact named, Kara Zol-El or better known as Kara Kent.

He didn't manage to see anything significant however only catching her normal daily life and her so called 'super hero' life which really wanted to make Slylarus scoff.

He can understand wanting to be a hero but wanting a normal life on top of that? Wishful Naïve thinking. You are either a hero or a civilian you cannot interchange between the two or else your hero life will catch up to you.

In the real world Kara was currently carrying Slylarus over her shoulder intending to bring him to her father, Clark Kent or rather Superman.

Clearly she knew she didn't have the qualifications to handle this, a man on the brink of death seemingly delirious from the exhaustion attacked her before she could react and came out unscathed from two of her attacks. She knew she wasn't pulling punches either.

Having seen the girls memories he somewhat understood the language of the star he was on although he didn't know if it was accurate to call it a star as he was so accustomed to.

He knew very clearly that he was far far away from home.

But the time for idle thinking was over as he knew he was about to wake to and had to prepare himself for whatever awaited him when he opened his eyes.

The memories faded distorting like static from an old TV.

Currently Slylarus was in a dark room sitting in a chair with a singular light hanging overhead dangling from side to side with only walls made out of unknown material and a window that seemed to only be seen through one way.

On the other side of said mirror we're multitudes of people with varying sizes and genders all looking at the alien looking man before them.

One said watcher at the front was a man with a bulky frame adorned in a bat like costume, he was unmoving just watching him like a hawk looking for any signs of awakening.

"Hey Batman no need to be so tense all the time, with all of us here surely you don't think he's capable of escape?" A man spoke dressed in red, a lightning symbol on his chest.

"Yes Barry, He withstood Supergirls full power attack and injuring her all while apparently on the brink of death, look at him now he seems to have recovered already so his current strength is unknown but it can be said that it's better to be safe then sorry" Batman spoke out harshly not even taking his eyes of Slylarus.

Clearly stumped by his tone of voice and thinking he will probably get used to it in the future Barry or better known as Flash just sighed and continued watching just like the others.

Patting him on the shoulder superman encouraged him by saying, "Don't worry you should know by know this is what he's like besides…"

He was cut off by a groan coming from the room causing all of them to go on high alert.

Looking around Slylarus figured he'd be restrained somehow and he was correct, his legs and arms covered by a material unknown to him.

Shaking his head he stood up as if nothing was there restricting him and walked to the only this in the room, the window.

He knocked on it with his knuckles causing it to shatter clearly stumping the people on the other side causing them to jump back and ready their weapons in the likely case that he attacked.

You see his armour and weapons are soul bund to him so no matter what he couldn't loose them but he didn't call them back instead he spoke in broken English to the people clearly anxious for what he's about to do next.

"It a was Misunderstanding do not be alarmed", He smiled slightly probably hoping to calm them down.

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Phew yeah took this long to write chapter 2 good lord. But as I stated previously my DC knowledge is next to none except from some fun facts.

Speaking of fun facts here's one now :D

Did you know that the Joker and Harley Quinn were just throwaway characters? Yes? Well screw you but if you didn't hey leave me a stone thingy.

Will be posting a character sheet soon with all of MCs powers and stuff etc. FYI Spoliers ahead for the story buuuuuut Slylarus is already 2-A multiverse level + level sooo yeah OP MC much?

Don't worry I have proof if you don't believe me as so I didn't just pull that power level out my ass