I looked at the boy who had no rational excuse as to why he wanted to have a fight with me.
"So you want to beat me up just because I ignored a beat down which I could have easily stopped and just drove by without doing anything about it, minding my own business?" I asked the boy who was just itching to drive his fist into my face.
"Not only that, but you attacked me the moment you unhooked my grapple hook while I was in midair. I could have dislocated a limb from that fall if I was lacking in experience."
"Well if you want to fight, then I'll give you a fight that'd have you crawling back home with your tail between your legs and it'll have that cocky look on your face right now completely wiped out."
"You talk big for someone who doesn't even know to put his guard up, I hope fighting you won't be as boring as having a conversation with your proud ass."
I stood there with my white hair standing out in the dark due to the moon light which enveloped the night. I knew I definitely can't match up with Robin when it came to martial arts, that was his specialty and I won't humor him.
He dashed towards me and attempted to throw a right hook across my face, but his fist hit a solid barrier with waterlike ripples. It was my deflective field and it threw him back.
"Come on kid, how can you beat me when you can't even touch me." I looked down on him as I taunted his pride.
"What the fuck was that?" He asked with frustration clearly visible on his face.
He brought out a batarang and hurled it my way, it just hit the field then deflected towards him, following the same trajectory as before but in reverse motion. He was quick to dodge but It was time for me to have my fun.
He was about bringing out something which I didn't care to see, when I halted every movement of his. He struggled to move but couldn't, with my arm stretched out I lifted him above the ground.
"You are light-years away from beating me you brat." I looked into his eyes which showed just a little bit of fear, but I wanted him terrified.
I bashed the bastard against a wall then left him to try whatever he thought he could use against me.
He was running out of options and it was clear to him that he was nor match for me, but his pride and anger had blindsided him. He hurled a few smoke bombs at me then ran around stealthily, making it hard for me to predict his movements while I stood there with both hands on my pockets and my eyes closed.
Little did he know that I could tell where he was, I could feel the vector transmitted through the ground each time he stepped on it. He jumped into the air as he tried using a stick to attack me from above, hoping it might be my blint spot. But I calculated his next move from the way he projectiled himself into the air, before he could make contact with the barrier I had around me I took a side step as his stick completely missed me. Before he could recover himself while in the air, I reached for his head as I increased the acceleration beneath my feet and smashed him into a wall with my hand on his forehead.
He gasped open contact with the wall.
'There was no harm in trying out that neat trick I learnt the other day.' I thought to myself as I used his bodies electricity and sent small jolts through his cells.
He screamed, he grunted in agony as his limbs moved in random motions like he couldn't bear the pain he was feeling.
"I'm thinking of using the blood flow and bioelectricity in your body, and trying my hand in a little art. You'll be dead though, and won't get to see it." I said as I let out a maniacal laughter which filled the air, overpowering his painful grunts.
"Just kidding." I said as I let go of the kid who seemed to have passed out already. I knew better than to kill a member of the Bat family if I don't want Batman and the League on my pretty little ass. I took a step back and stared at the unconscious kid for a while, before getting on my bike and driving off. If he's lucky he won't be found by some goons before he wakes up.
"That sure felt good." I said as I drove off into the night.
[Jason Todd's POV]
As I slowly opened my eyes, the first thing I saw was Batgirl's concerned face staring back at me. But everything else was a blur, like I was looking through a thick fog that refused to lift. I struggled to make out her words, the sound of her voice muffled and distant like I was submerged in water.
"Robin! Robin!" Her urgent tone cut through the haze, and I realized that something was very wrong.
I tried to move, to respond, but my body was unresponsive. I lay there, completely numb, with Batgirl's lap as my only support. She looked down at me with fear in her eyes, her voice trembling as she spoke.
"Are you okay?"
I wanted to answer her, to tell her that I was fine, but before I could say a word, my vision became even more blurry. It was like Batgirl was drifting away from me, her form becoming smaller and smaller until she was just a speck in the distance.
As the darkness crept in, I felt myself losing consciousness, my mind slipping away from me like sand through my fingers. And as the world faded to black, I wondered what it was that the white haired stranger did to me.
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[Barbara Gordon's POV]
Jason had been missing for over an hour, which was unusual for him. Normally, he checked in regularly on his comms while on patrol, but today there was only silence. I tried reaching out to him, but there was no response. Concerned, I traced his location using the tracker on his utility belt and found that he was in a dark alleyway, unmoving.
With Bruce out of town, I had to handle the situation alone. I rushed to the alley and found Jason lying on the ground, beaten and battered. It was a shock to see him in such a state. He had a few bruises, but thankfully no major injuries.
I tried to wake him up, but he was barely conscious, only opening his eyes for a few fleeting moments before drifting off again. I knew I had to act fast, so I scooped him up and hurried back to the Batcave.
Once there, I cleaned him up and tended to his wounds, administering first aid as best I could.
Despite my best efforts, Jason refused to tell me what had happened to him. It was frustrating not knowing who was responsible for his injuries and what he had been through, but I respected his decision to keep it to himself.
For hours, I sat by his side, waiting and watching over him as he rested. As the night wore on, I heard a groaning sound coming from his direction. Turning around, I saw him trying to sit up, but I quickly rushed over to him and urged him to relax.
"What happened to you?" I asked, hoping that he would open up to me.
"It was nothing, I'm fine," he replied dismissively, trying to brush off his injuries as if they were insignificant.
"This isn't nothing, I saw you passed out in some alleyway. You need to tell me what happened so we can make sure it doesn't happen again."
He turned over on his bed, his back to me, and I could tell that he didn't want to talk about it anymore.
"Okay, if you say so," I sighed, feeling frustrated and helpless. I knew that Jason was a capable fighter and could take care of himself, but I also knew that he wasn't invincible. If something like this happened again, I needed to know how to help him.
As I watched Jason sleep, I couldn't help but think about what could have caused him to be so defensive about his injuries. I knew he had always been quick to anger and had a bit of a temper, but there was something different about his behavior this time around.
I had a feeling that whatever had happened to him had wounded his pride and left him feeling vulnerable. Perhaps it was something that he was struggling to come to terms with, or maybe he was simply too proud to admit that he had been defeated.
Either way, I knew that Jason needed time to process what had happened to him and come to terms with his injuries. Eventually, I hoped that he would feel comfortable enough to open up to me and share his story.
Until then, all I could do was wait and watch over him, providing whatever support and comfort he needed. As a member of the Batfamily, it was my duty to be there for him, no matter what.
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[Jason Todd's POV]
I lay in bed, trying to clutch my fist as the numbness that still lingered in my body, I couldn't help but replay the fight with that guy over and over in my head. It was unlike any other fight I had ever encountered, and I was still trying to come to terms with the fact that I had been beaten so badly without even putting up a fight.
I couldn't bring myself to tell Barbara about it. I was too ashamed to admit that I had been so thoroughly defeated, and I didn't want her to think any less of me.
But what really frightened me was the man's words. As he held my face and sent an electric shock through my body, he had said something about wanting to try his hand at a little art. It sent a chill down my spine, then all of a sudden he said hw was just kidding kidding. He must be some psycho of some sort.
I haven't heard of anyone having such powers here in Gotham before, and another thing that's been bothering me was… Why didn't he save the helpless dude who was being oppressed?
He had all that power but still he just gave a cold stare to a man who could have ended up dead if I didn't interfere, I can't forgive him for that. I can't let such an asshole get away with kicking my ass.
What was that force-field thing he did to block my attacks?
Telekinesis, force-field, electricity, those were the powers he used. I will need to know more about him, at least get to know who the fuck had the guts to do this to me and come up with counter attacks for his powers. I will have revenge the next time we meet and make him pay for what he did to me.
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[Tom's Hendricks POV]
I was at the bustling bar enjoying a drink and the kind of villians that pulled up to the joint, from there also observing what kind of person they were and how they related with each other.
For the last few weeks I've been trying to keep a low profile at the bar and not stand out, but my white hair makes it impossible as it makes me stick out like a sore thumb.
"Hey new kid, what are you staring at everyone for?Are you a cop or something?" I looked back to a lizardman taking slow steps towards me, it was Killer Croc being paranoid just so I kept looking around. I thought I had been subtle about it but the paranoid reptile found it disturbing.
"A cop? You took a good look at me and think I'm a cop? That's the most absurd thing I've heard all week." I said as I burst into a short laughter which definitely angered the lizard.
"You punk." He said with an enraged tone which was backed up with a growl as he got a tighter grip on his beer bottle and swung it at my head.
No one was trying to stop him even though there was a no fight policy and anyone in their normal senses won't let the lizardman attack the new kid.
Selina was at the bar and just observing, like they've been waiting to see what I could do and if I actually deserved to go to that bar if I can't even protect myself.
"Fine, they want a show? I'll give Them a show." As the bottle approached my head, it got in contact with the deflective field around me and broke. It left his hand swinging by with the half broken bottle.
Before anyone could attempt to comprehend what just happened, I dashed at him with the accelerator beneath my feet and delivered a firm palm to his diaphragm. As my palm came in contact with his body, I increased the momentum and force behind it a little and sent a small shoe across his body using the bioelectricity of his body.
I also eliminate the recoil action that would have sent him flying through the air a few meters back and eventually through a wall. This had him standing in place as his insides must have forced themselves outside but the electricity must have kept them down, he fell on his knees first before falling on his side.
I sent a jolt of electricity through his cells and it had him completely numb for a while, he could not move a muscle and he was somehow conscious.
"Now that's what I call a timeout." I muttered as he turned back to the bar and continued with his drink.
The bar fell completely quiet, no one could understand what just happened and none had the slightest idea how he was able to do that. They just ignored the incident and continued with their previous activities but thought it in their mind how dangerous Tom might actually be.
"That's something you don't see every day." A voice coming from behind the bar caught Tom's attention and it was Selina.
"I guess that's true." I replied to her as I put down the bottle. I wasn't a fan of beer and I was drinking it because I wanted to know what pleasure ecstasy crooks actually got from it.
"He'll be okay, won't he?" She asked with an "I hope so" expression on her face. "Sure he will, I just gave him some time to cool off for a bit." I replied to her and she gave a slight breath of relief but tried not to show it.
"Well I didn't know you could do that." She let out a slight purl as she seemed to have had a sudden interest in me, unlike before.
"There's a lot you don't know about me, I'm not just a pretty face. I just chose to keep to myself." I winked at her then turned to look at the game that was playing on the TV over at a distant corner in the bar.
She leaned over the counter and whispered behind my ears." There's a job that will be taking place in a few days time and we might need someone with your kind of powers, I don't know what the hell you did back there but I guess we might need someone like you on this." She drew back a little and gave a moment of pause, I could only guess she wanted to watch my reaction to her offer." So, what do you say. You in?"
Tilting my head a little to the side, a slight smirk grew across my lips."A theft huh?".
"Yes."
"You don't even know what I can actually do, and yet you want me to join you." I asked. "Is there an issue with that?" She cocked up an eyebrow as she asked me.
"No, not at all. I would have to decline the offer though, but I would really love to see you in your feline costume." I said to her with a half smile on my face, then took my glass to my lips as I took a sip. All while keeping eye contact with her.
She had on a surprised expression on her face but concealed it within a second."I don't know what you meant by that."
"There's no need to feign ignorance, I know you are Catwoman. Not that it's any of my business though." This time she couldn't hide the surprise on her face as she started to ask me questions with caution in her eyes. The strange kid who walked into the bar for the first time a few weeks ago, somehow knew her secret persona.
"How'd you know that?" She didn't seem to deny it anymore but wanted to know how much I knew about her and what I didn't know as she suddenly had her guard up again. Not that it was previously down, she just seemed to be a little carefree that one might not notice whenever she had her guard up.
"I know certain things, but still I know nothing."
"And what is that supposed to mean?" I get that she was surprised and all but her questions were starting to get annoying.
"Let's just leave it at that," I took the last drink from the bottle before placing it on the counter and walking out of the bar.
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A few days later I went to the library, something I've been doing for some time now. I never read anything in particular, just books about technology and some mechanical engineering books.
The kind of technologies that existed here are merely theoretical in my previous world and they were very fascinating. So I mainly read about how some parts of certain devices and machine worlds and how to make certain things. Small things but more than enough knowledge for me to utilize it in making something completely different, however I desired it to be.
It was closing time at the library and I returned the books I had taken before taking my leave, I sometimes get submerged in my reading and lose track of time. I headed home and something felt off the moment I parked my bike, someone else besides me was within the area.
I just left my bike and took a few steps away from the bike and let myself feel everything that possessed some kind of vector around me. I felt someone on a nearby tree and I wasn't worried because there was nothing the person could do to hurt me.
"Why don't you end this game of hide and seek so you come out and we could at least talk." I said out loud as I felt someone make contact with the ground as if they had dropped from a height.
I turned over to where I had parked my bike and was greeted by the annoying sight of Boy Wonder leaning on it, with a smug look on his face.
At first I wondered how the fucker found me but then again, he's Robin and this was his city.
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