#if you didn't catch it gotham was the city he destroyed
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Some fic because I love your au, Fenton is gender brainrot, and little baby dan cracks me up. Full disclosure, my only familiarity with DC is DP crossover fanfic, and a Batman movie I fell asleep during. (If I had a better grasp on the characters I would totally write more :(( i love interactions) also sorry for the weird spacing. Idk why tumblr did that
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There was an empty cardboard box on the table of the Justice League’s main conference room. Taped on the top flap, next to a doodle of Fenton’s logo, was a jump drive.
Heaving a sigh, Batman plugged it in and pulled up his screen on the projector. The drive, which was named “little baby dan’s evil playtime”, contained two files; WATCH_ME_FIRST.mp4 and its-a-secreeeet.pdf. He clicked on the video file, and immediately the projector filled with a blurry close-up of Fenton’s goggles.
After a moment of fiddling with the camera, Fenton stepped back, giving a cheery wave. His lab coat and goggles were a pastel pink, which was new. “Heeeeya, Bats! Whoever else is there! If you’re watching this, you probably weren’t there when I dropped the box off, aaand it’s probably empty.”
He clapped his hands together gleefully. “And Connie, if you’re there, this is payback for cussing around my daughter.” Batman was instantly relieved that Constantine wasn’t on base. Hopefully the situation wouldn’t require Constantine’s expertise. (Or any of the Justice League Dark. Fenton seemed determined to drive them all to an early grave with his casual refusal to acknowledge the supernatural air around him.)
“Now, as you’re all heroes, I’m sure you’re all familiar with the whole,” Fenton paused for a moment, as if searching for the proper words. “”You ate a burger on a Tuesday or something equally inane, and it kickstarted a series of events that led to you going insane and evil and murdering 95% of the Earth’s population and now you must fight your evil alternate self, because your time-controlling cryptid Peepaw said so,” shtick, so I’ll skip the backstory. Say hi to Dan!” Fenton grabbed the camera, and Batman quickly jotted down several notes about the concerning number of things the boy had just said.
The camera swiveled around to show Nightingale, holding a strange beast in a manner that reminded Batman of an “elongated cat meme” Nightwing had shown him when he was still a Robin. The creature bared a maw full of razor sharp fangs at the camera. Nightingale adjusted her grip to hold the creature’s paw and make it wave, which evoked a deep growl.
“Haha, he’d kill me if I did that. Dan likes Nightingale much more than he likes me.”
“Because the worst she has ever done is attempt to shoot me.”
The camera had moved, so Batman couldn’t visually confirm that the deep voice had come from the creature, but the voice didn’t match any of Fenton’s previously revealed companions. “Yeah yeah, her aim sucked back then.” Fenton gave the camera a toothy grin that was only slightly less unnerving than the creature’s. “Dan’s not technically me, he’s much more like Dani, actually, but the world would probably end again if we left him with his other... What did you call him?” Fenton glanced offscreen.
“Bane of my accursed existence.”
Fenton chucked. “The other half responsible for his existence.” Batman added more notes to his file. “So, yeah, Clocky left him with us for a bit to help along his rehab. But a certain psychologist-in-training I know says that repressing rage isn’t healthy, and even without a lot of his powers, he can wipe out most of a city in- what, an hour? We tested it. It was around an hour.”
Everyone present shared a look of deep concern. As if able to see their reaction, Fenton quickly held up his hands in surrender. “Don’t worry! Clocky reset it. Approximately zero people have died from Dan in this timeline.”
“Yet.” Came a furious rumble from off-screen.
“Yes, you’re very scary.” They heard Nightingale coo.
Fenton laughed. “Yeah, we need him- and all of you, -out of our hair for a bit while we concoct more evil plans, and you’re all the least likely to die to him, so you get to babysit! Thanks!”
He reached to shut off the camera before pausing and turning away. “Foley! Which of the furries is the one who really likes animals?”
“Man, do you realize how that sounds out of context?” Foley laughed. “I think Tim said it’s the little one. Damian?”
Fenton nodded and turned back to the camera. “Don’t let Damian try to adopt Dan. Or anyone. Dan will bite their hands off. I mean it!” To emphasize his point, he removed one of his hands.
Batman sighed and added “ability to remove limbs” to a list of Fenton’s powers.
“I’ll include a list of “tasks”” Fenton’s disembodied hand made finger quotes, “we gave Dan to keep him occupied. There’s some at the bottom for you guys. They’re mostly just blatant abuse of his powers for the sake of fun and science. I’d appreciate it if you’d let him mark things off the list and add notes on how it goes. Or you can do it. Or I can steal your cameras. Your choice.”
He thought for a second. “I think you’re supposed to leave, like, pizza money or something, but I don’t think you can get pizza delivered to space. Anyway, thanks for letting me blab your ears off while Dan’s probably committing war crimes for twelve minutes. For your sake, I hope he inherited my interest in space. Good luck! Thanks for babysitting!”
Waving with his still detached hand, Fenton ended the video. Batman closed it and opened the PDF as the few other members present murmured amongst themselves. Most of the pages were filled with a curling script Batman didn’t recognize. The fourth page had a huge, bolded header, reading JP TASKS.
The door opened and shut in half a second as the Flash burst in. “Superman!” The speedster wailed. “I can’t get this thing off of me!”
The Flash waved his arm around, sending small droplets of blood flying as he tried to dislodge the creature sinking his teeth into the speedster’s arm. Batman raised an eyebrow beneath his cowl as Superman quickly lent his super strength in attempt to pry the creature’s jaw open. Dan didn’t budge.
Well, he could certainly see the family resemblance been Fenton, Dani, and Dan. Shaking his head, he turned back to the list.
Task 1: Find Dan. He’s probably attacking someone.
He highlighted the text and crossed it out. This was going to be a long shift.
[Anon, this is me crying over the wonderful gift you have given me. You bastard.]
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"Do you think Fenton's regeneration powers extend to his..." Green Lantern frowned, trying to remember the word the kid had used but coming up blank. "I dunno. But do you think if we cut off little Dan here, he'll heal back up with no problem?" He gestured helplessly to the scene in front of him. Flash was still screeching about the beast on his arm, and now Superman and Wonder Woman were trying to pry him off. Batman was standing to the side, silently bemoaning the lack of quiet. He just wanted one peaceful shift. Just one. Please.
"I'd like to see you try, hero. And I'm not little." Dan spoke, startling all of them. His grip on Flash's arm tightened, making the speedster squeal before releasing the man and spitting out a mouthful of his blood. Batman noticed that his mouth didn't move despite the clearly spoken words. In fact, when Dan closed his mouth, it was like he didn't have one at all.
"So you do speak!" Superman marveled.
"Of course I do. I am not unintelligent, unlike you lot."
Despite his pain, Flash still made sounds of protest that everyone promptly ignored.
Superman flushed. "I just wasn't sure. It was hard to tell in the video."
"Ah, yes. The video that the Fenton menace sent you. Was there a note for me in the flash drive?"
"Uh, no." In one of his less finer moments, Green Lantern stuttered over his words and moved in front of Batman, obviously lying. Dan merely growled and flew through both men, heading straight for the giant monitor. Batman barely suppressed a shiver. Density shifting? Might as well add it to the list. He could see Martian Manhunter, who was in the back of the room, tilt his head at the display.
Dan ignored the room as he used his entire body to manipulate the computer mouse and scrolled back up to the top of the page. Staring intently at the scribbles no one could make out, the heroes could do nothing but shoot each other nervous and confused glances. More than a few of them jumped when Dan chuckled deeply. Honestly, his tiny body was at complete odds with his baritone voice.
"Maybe rehab will be fun if he's letting me do this." Dan sneered, flashing their reflections a sharp fang. No one wanted to ask what exactly he was in rehab for. The little beast turned his gaze to Batman. "You are the one called Batman, who rules the cursed city, correct?" The dark hero nodded, not trusting himself to say anything. "Excellent. You will be my chaperone for now, just as Fenton decreed it. Good luck, mortal man. Pray, I do not destroy your home a second time."
Without any time to unpack that conversation, Dan promptly disappeared from view. Some blinking text caught his attention, and Batman scrolled back down to the English text, glancing at the next few items on the list.
Task 2: Do not let Dan read his portion of this letter until you have a way to track him. There is no containing him.
Task 3: Keep him with a chaperone at all times. (If you can)
Task 4: Do not let Dan back into Gotham unless you're fine with a sudden decrease in the clown population.
Task 5: Take him for a walk in Death Valley. He likes hunting lizards.
Task 6: Make sure he goes down for his 2pm nap every day.
Task 7: He'll ask for it, but do not give him any burgers for mealtime. It upsets his stomach.
Task 8: Dan gets ONE(1) sweet after dinner before brushing his teeth. Those green pop rocks Batman always carries will do fine; he likes those. :)
A sudden alarm blared from his wristwatch, making Batman tear his eyes away from the screen, indicating an emergency at Arkham. This time, Batman actually sighed out loud. There was more to the list, but right now, he really needed to find their new charge before he killed the Joker, from the sound of it.
#pondhead replies#anon let me kiss you on the mouth (platonically)#danny phantom#little baby man danny#except he's dan#supervillain danny au#god i can't get the elongated cat meme image out of my head#you are a genius#if you didn't catch it gotham was the city he destroyed#what did fenton tell him to do you ask?#well dan is very good at hunting#causing chaos and bringing certain peoples to justice all over the world#like a reverse santa#he also gave dan permission to go buck wild on the joker if batman brought him to gotham#if batman didn't STOP his escape to gotham#that counts right?#long post#dpxdc
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Rouge reaction to mad scientist vigilante who's borderline crazy and the only people who's stopping them taking over the world or going completely apeshit are their fellow vigilantes aka the batfam
They have techs that are so futuristic that some would believe that it's alien even though the vigilante made it from scratch and by themselves
Thinks of their techs as their own kids, probably would beat the shit out of you if you ever destroy it and believe me when I say that's not a good thing for you (they have a rocket hammer. *Softly* Don't.)
I took this opportunity to delve into an idea I've been playing around with and I had a great time. Also catch the references and you get brownie points!
You were definitely out of the ordinary, perhaps a bit more eccentric than most but your intelligence was of no debate. Most couldn't figure out your technology that you made. In the modern world, tech was made to be aesthetically pleasing. Even Edward Nygma had a flare of design in him. Hence the colour green in and around everything. Little did people know that appearances meant nothing to you. Fuction was everything. Even then, the devices resembled nothing to their counter parts. They were designed by a mind that didn't work like most others. You tended to get under the rogues skin as your creations became more and more daunting. Such as the AI robots that look like Kristen Kringle or Gilda Dent, making them horrifying. The Alice robot that's a trap to lure the Mad Hatter. You certainly didn't make it easy. Not to mention you put your heart into the craft. Then there were other things like the large heavy hammer that had rockets making it throwable to longer distances. This was only you with the restraints of the batfam.
The Riddler: Not a fan. Number 1) You seem pretty smart and he doesn't want the challenge. Number 2) YOU MADE AN AI ROBOT DOUBLE OF HIS EXGIRLFRIEND HE STRANGLED AND LET IT LOOSE IN GOTHAM TO FIND HIM. "Why am I the problem in this city?" No, he's genuinely asking anyone who can hear him in this moment. How is he the problem when theres a guy and a group of followers dressed like bats beating people up and they're buddy makes ROBOTS THAT LOOK LIKE REAL PEOPLE THAT HAVE SERIOUS ISSUES WITH THE ROGUES. Plus you act like you have a few screws loose. How is he not the normal one? Ugh. He's just so done with you already. Your intelligence is overhyped and he hopes the Kristen Kringle AI kicks you in the shin. Hard. Suddenly hell snap with rage. "Why am I the problem in this city!?" He bellowed.
Scarecrow: ... actually kind of a fan. You earned his respect. You at least did your research on everyone. That's a nice change. The hammer thing he doesn't really get because...well are you hoping someone will give you it back after you throw it. Now that'd be something. Throwing a hammer only for it to come back. You two could make a great team with a mind like yours. Bringing fear to Gotham with the faces of those who have departed from the living and doubles of living people? It sounded magnificent. Although you were quick to emotional meltdowns. That wasn't exactly beneficial but regardless, it didn't take away from your work. You'd make an excellent criminal. He'd even go as far as to say your work is far beyond Edward's robots. He senses a jealousy in Edward. That wasn't surprising. He should be jealous in Jonathan's opinion. You made him look like a child with his riddles and mechanics.
Two-Face: Listen, sometimes you're cute when you freak out, beyond that? No. Not a fan. Turns out he also didn't appreciate seeing an AI robot of his ex-wife. He noticed how quickly you grew upset and found that rather questionable. Concerning even. Regardless, it was oddly personal. The robot didn't just look like Gilda. It spoke like her. It knew dates. Really personal things. It was unnerving to say the least. He tried not to give you the satisfaction, even though you weren't around. He understood how Jervis could be fooled. When he saw 'Gilda', he knew it was designed to be her spitting image but small flaws deterring it from being a perfect copy. You can't teach an AI to feel the emotions, only copy what they see. There was a dead look in the eyes, empty, unfeeling. It was the same skintone as Gilda but didn't have skin. When hit, it broke like glass. Shattering upon the force revealing a mosaic of colours and wires underneath. It really brought on the notion that just because somebody can, does it really mean that somebody should?
Black Mask: You are the reason nerds should be beaten up. He is absolutely serious. I reckon he's actually a little scared of you. Have you done anything to him directly? No, but he's been around when you freak out and he knew what you were capable of. Some people just deserved it and you were a perfect example of why. You clearly didn't fear him or anyone as you should. He certainly wasn't going to be your toy. No one fucks with Roman Sionis! He isn't going to risk you finding out anything about him either. He didn't know how you found out such personal details about people but he wasn't eager to be the next. He usually cleared off the moment there was any inclination of your whereabouts and he often hid from your creations. Only ever coming jn contact with your hammer. Thankfully the wall between you took the brunt before his arm could be crushed under the hammers size and weight.
Deadshot: Not cool. First, you're a freak and a geek. So not much in common. Second of all, you built a robot of his daughter so he's pissed at you. You made it harder to shoot because all he could see was his daughter. He's also fairly certain that you are not sane. You threw a tantrum when one of your robots got broken by a rogue! Slap bang, on the ground, kicking and screaming like a toddler and the CRYING. Jfc the CRYING. You sobbed like he had shot your child. If anyone had the right to be angry and distraught, it was definitely him!
#props to you if you caught the reference#and the other reference#batman#batman villains#request#batman scenarios#the riddler#scarecrow#two face#black mask#deadshot#edward nygma#jonathan crane#harvey dent#roman sionis#floyd lawton
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Could you write Arthur, Dr Strange, five, and some slashers of your choice reacting to meeting a new patient that can turn into a dinosaur? Like they can just randomly turn into an allosaurus and cause a whole bunch of chaos and like they can't communicate normally but theyre concious and know exactly what theyre doing.
(Here is how I imagined it. Your power only activates when you're angry or upset, like the Hulk, which means you don't control your powers. You transform into a dinosaur recurrently and even though St Louis tried to keep it a secret and keep you calm at all times, there are things they can't exactly control. A military organization found out and decided you would make quite the asset. The hospital had no choice but to agree. You were to be taken to another facility for military training, but the news made you angry and it triggered your power as you were about to get transferred.)
It was your big day. The nurses kept talking about it, saying that you would shortly be removed from the premises.
For some reason, it didn't settle right with any of the residents.
They had had the time to get used to you after the few days you had been here, and they also knew that you had grown accustomed to them.
But, they had no choice in the matter.
Besides, the head nurse had reassured them that it was only for a short while, the time you would get your powers under control..
They had allowed it. It was in your best interest after all..They didn't know that you would be trained to become a killing machine.
But, they should have known. Nothing is ever quite as it seems.
Arthur *sees a wall crumble to the floor as you transformed* : "I think this is my cue to leave.." *runs away*
Arthur is not a hero. He will not try to find a solution or stick around to get crushed. He will probably try to escape and leave the rest of the slashers or hospital staff to deal with you.
Besides, the guy is still human and knows when it’s time to leave, he would probably skedaddle in a heartbeat.
I mean..A dinosaur ? Arthur has seen a lot of crazy things in his life, but that gets the cake.
He will not end his life in the stomach or under the foot of..whatever you are.
He would run. Clearly.
However, once he would find out that you are still you and conscious inside, he would then try to calm you down and turn your power into his advantage.
Joker *suddenly stops and while everyone is running out, comes back to you and makes sure to catch your attention**throws little stones in your direction* : "Hey, Y/N..Is that you, dear ? What's wrong ? Come on. You know you can tell me anything.."
You didn't answer, you kept staring at him and then moved your head forward.
Joker was about to run away again, but he fought against his flight instinct and stayed put.
You then moved your large snout just a few inches away from him and took a long inhale, as if to try to identify him.
Joker closed his eyes, ready to be snapped in two by your large teeth and couldn't but laugh at the thought..The great Joker, eaten alive by a dinosaur.
A death fit for a legend.
However, he didn't feel any pain and slowly opened them again.
He looked back at you and saw that you were waiting for something..
He then hesitantly pressed his open hand against your snout and you closed your eyes.
You felt safe around him..
He then understood that you only wanted to be reassured, to stay by his side, to stay with him..
He smiled and nodded understandingly.
"Fine..If you don't wanna go..How about we get out of here ? You and I ?"
He could feel your eagerness at the news and smiled before pointing at the wall you had destroyed, leaving a gap for you both to escape.
You understood and let him climb on your back.
You then escaped.
Once you were far enough, he would probably ask you to follow him to Gotham.
He would then send you wreck havoc in the city and watch Batman struggle fighting a giant dinosaur.
He would have the laugh of his life.
Arthur *claps loudly behind you* : "BRAVO ! BRAVO ! Again !"
Mad until the end.
Five *hears a loud roar and turns around to find a dinosaur running towards him* : "I'm tired of this bullsh*t !" *teleports away*
Five would be shocked at the news that the dinosaur is you, but also kind of jaded.
He would go to the kitchen and serve himself a cocktail while the world around him turns to chaos.
He had to save the world a lot of times and wouldn’t mind letting someone else take care of it for a while.
This is why he would also call any other superhero to do the job.
He has suffered enough, and would seat back while watching The Justice League or the Avengers try to solve the problem.
But, he would still make sure you are treated right and to explain the situation to whoever he called to help.
He would also comment on all of the successes and failures like a TV commentator.
Five *winces when he sees Batman flying through the air and crash on a car* : "Oof. Nice kick, Y/N. That must hurt." *takes a long sip of his drink*
Once the chaos over and you turned back to your human self, he would then teleport to grab you and take you to safety before any of the heroes may lock you in a cell.
He may leave the hard work for others, but he wouldn’t abandon you.
Five *smiles reassuringly at you while you are both hiding* : "I'll find a way to make you stay. I promise."
Stephen *shakes his head in disbelief and pained resignation* : "Why can’t I have one moment of peace ? Am I asking too much ? I had to face Wanda, and now I have to deal with this ? COME ON, UNIVERSE ! GIVE ME A BREAK !"
Stephen would first try to find out who/what you are.
He would also make sure you’re not an actual dinosaur that he would have to send back to another time/dimension.
He would forget it after finding out that you’re also human and get some information on you and how to turn you back into normal.
However, his main concern would be the civilians around the hospital, freaking out because a dinosaur appeared in the middle of the street.
Stephen is a hero and would probably try to see if he can reason with you and get you back into your human form, or at least get you away from the people.
He would then either arrest you it there are human casualties, or try to find a way for this to never happen again if there are none.
He would have a talk with the hospital staff and head of administration, as well as the people that were supposed to "take you".
Stephen *to the hospital’s head of staff and the military organization* : "WHAT DO YOU MEAN BY “UNFORESEEN CIRCUMSTANCES” ?! I don’t want excuses, I want insurance that this will never happen again !"
He will then wait until you wake up before trying to understand what made you so upset in the first place and find a way to help you.
Stephen *smiles* : "You want to stay ? Fine. I'll find a way to let you stay with your friends, but no more dinosaur tantrum, deal ?"
"YESYESYESYESYES ! BIG Y/N ! YOU'RE HERE !"
If you thought Penny wouldn't figure it out instantly, you are gravely mistaken.
Penny can read minds and would make his prime objective to see you turn into a dinosaur.
He would smell your fear to hurt people the moment you would step in the hospital and use that to make you lose your cool.
Penny would be excited and clap his hands together when seeing you transform for the first time.
He would have another friend to cause chaos and destruction with and would even transform into another dinosaur to terrorize the staff and other patients.
He would be 100% thrilled and even come to prefer your dinosaur self. 😂
He would play with you or spar and love the fact that you can actually fight back.
He doesn't have a lot of people he can compete with, as none of his slashers have his shape-shifting abilities and would be crushed under his foot in a matter of seconds.
He tried to spar with Pennywise, but he isn't much of a good sport..
This is why he would take the opportunity to test his own abilities with you as a fighting partner.
Penny *giggles in amusement as you bite his ankle and whip his cheek with your tail* : "DINOSAUR ! FUN !"
However, he would wait until he is sure you can handle it before using his full power against you.
In that case, the whole hospital and its residents would have to be evacuated.
Penny *smiles largely before flashing his glowing yellow eyes at you* : "Let's play some more...Y/N."
The end of this fight could end in very different ways.
But, it would make one thing clear.
You wouldn't have to be moved anywhere, Penny wouldn't allow it.
You're his friend now, and whoever tries to make you leave ? They'll have to face Penny first..
Pennywise was rocking back and forth in his usual spot—behind the hospital and near Freddy's garden—when he felt it.
He didn't know what was going on at first, he just heard loud screams inside and felt the ground shake.
He fell to the ground and growled in annoyance at whoever had dared interrupt his moment of peace.
But was taken aback when he saw a dinosaur crashing through a window of the hospital and letting out a loud angry roar before chewing on an agent that was shooting at it.
He stayed stunned for a few seconds, as he had never seen a dinosaur before, except on TV or in children's comic books.
However, it didn't take him long to figure it out as he took a long inhale and recognized your scent.
"Wait a minute...Y/N ?! Is that you ?!"
You stilled at the name and while everyone was running for their life, you turned your head towards him.
You stared at each other for a moment before Pennywise stood up and dusted his suit theatrically before pointing his finger at you and bursting out laughing.
"YOU'RE A BLOODY DINOSAUR ?! THAT'S HILARIOUS !"
Pennywise found the situation funny. He never thought he would actually meet a dinosaur, as they had disappeared a long time before either Penny or Pennywise were created.
However, he could see you were afraid and sighed before entering the hospital that was now empty.
He then did something unexpected.
He patted your leg.
Pennywise doesn't like touching or being touched, so for him to do this, he had to actually be worried for you.
He then let out a small tch and looked up at you with the closest to a genuine smile you had ever seen from him.
"Don't worry, kid..You're going to be okay. I promise. No one is gonna take you away. Not while I'm here to stop them.."
He waited until you were back to your human form and when the agents tried to take you, let's say, Pennywise held his promise.
He transformed into a gigantic spider and didn't hesitate before giving them them the biggest scare of their lives.
Even though Freddy isn't the type to care, he still thought he would come see you before your transfer..
You had been a last minute addition to the gang and yet here you were, packing your things already..
He still had the time to get attached though..
It was probably the reason he was knocking at your door in the middle of the night.
"You're in there, pal' ?"
At the lack of answer, Freddy decided to check on you and opened the door to peek inside.
The moment he took a look inside, he noticed how the place seemed wrecked and immediately worried something had happened to you.
"Hey, Y/N ! Are you there ?"
He entered and then, he saw you.
You were on your bed, sweating a lot and shivering at the same time..He didn't know what was happening, but then, his brain came up with the only plausible explanation.
He just stared at you for a moment before asking.
"Oh...That time of the month, huh ?", he joked.
He was answered by a loud annoyed groan and when you looked at him, your skin was greenish and your eyes were tinted red.
He understood something was definitely wrong when you roared at him and the force of it was such that it made him back away a couple of steps.
"ALRIGHT ! ALRIGHT ! I'm going ! Jeez..You really are grumpy."
But, when he tried to go, you growled and grabbed the back of his shirt with your teeth to keep him from going.
Freddy didn't understand, until he realized you wanted him to stay..But, why ?
He was about to ask when you roared again, but in pain this time as your whole body seemed to stretch and double in volume.
Freddy looked around for anything to help before running out of the room.
"I'll go search for help !"
But, before he could take a step outside, he was tackled to the ground from behind.
It wasn't really painful to him, but it did surprise him as he tried to wiggle his way out.
"HEY ! MOVE ! I'M TRYING TO GO GET YOU SOME HELP ! DO YOU UNDERSTAND ME, DINO-ZILLA ?! MOVE !"
You only huffed negatively and Freddy had no choice but to stay. He couldn't use his claws against you and decided to use his ultimate move..
"Sorry..But, you leave me no choice !"
He made you fall asleep and tried to talk to your sleeping-self instead, to understand why you were so upset.
When he found out where you were actually going and why you were so scared ? He felt very angry..
He made sure all of the staff members and patients in the hospital felt his wrath as they all suddenly woke up screaming.
You and Freddy woke up and then, when you were sure he wasn't going to run, you released him.
Freddy didn't move for a moment, but when he did, he slowly stood up and raised his gloved hand to look at it.
He had sworn to never use it again..But, one time couldn't hurt, right ?
He then looked at you and smirked.
"They want to take you away and see how far a freak can go ? They'll be served..You're not going anywhere, sweetheart. I'll make sure of that..."
Michael was surprised at the news of your transfer and wondered if you would be okay on your own.
He didn't know about your power, he just knew that whenever you would become frustrated or upset, nurses would bring you to another room and try to calm you down.
He had caught glimpses of your skin turning green, but never thought much about it.
However, as the unintentional entitled "father of the slashers", he still was worried about you being away from the hospital.
He could feel your growing anxiety and even though he would have preferred you to stay here, he knew it was in your best interest.
He witnessed your power a few hours before your transfer and as he had never confronted someone like you before, he didn't know what to do.
He then remembered that your power usually appeared when you were extremely angry or upset.
The sole thought of you being so distraught filled him with something akin to anger, but not quite..
Michael saw you run towards him, your impressive mouth wide open to chop down on whoever would get in your path.
He let Myers take over.
Myers wasn't afraid and stood his ground, only opening his arms wide.
At the sight, you suddenly stopped and Michael wrapped his arms around your big head, whispering reassurances.
Myers : "Ssh..Everything will be fine. No need to be afraid. We will not let anyone hurt you..Never."
At his reassuring words, your gigantic form slowly retreated to a normal size and your limbs came back to their usual form.
Your gripped Myers' jacket tightly and cried in his arms.
"I..I don't want to go.."
You confessed and Myers nodded understandingly.
Myers : "You won't..I'll stop them."
They thought they could take one of Michael/Myers' children ?
Great mistake.
Michael may be a good person, but he would never allow anyone to threaten his family.
And Myers ?
He would kill for his family.
No one would take you away, no matter how many they were or how well-trained they were..They wouldn't get passed Myers.
Happy End :
A few days later after the incident, the mysterious men were back, ready to take you and they were heavily armed with highly-advanced weapons this time.
"We have the direct order from the president of the United States to take the patient 089 into custody ! Anyone who will stand in our way will be obliterated to pieces !"
The slashers came out one after the other and you could feel the tension in the air. The slashers all stared at the men and Penny couldn't help but giggle.
"You humans are so cute with your little toys ! Thinking it could hurt us. How foolish.."
Pennywise nodded in agreement and you knew the clowns were eager to attack. They were already drooling. The hospital still had them in shackles and electric collars, but they could withstand the pain.
The slashers would handle it for as long a they could.
A heavy silence settled between the two sides, and you knew it would soon end up in a bloodbath if you couldn't stop them.
You were about to intervene, when Five ran out of the hospital and raised his hands to stop either side from attacking.
"STOP !"
They didn't move and waited until Five was no longer out-of-breath. He then turned towards tree agents and got out a paper where were written a couple of signatures.
"We petitioned. Y/N is to stay in St Louis. The order is coming directly from people higher than the president."
The agents looked at each other confused before one of them—probably the leader—stepped forward to take a look at the paper.
"What is the meaning of this ? Who ?"
He frowned while reading the list of the names, only seeing patients' and some of the staff members' names. But then, he reached the end of the list and his eyes widened.
"You must be kidding me.."
Five didn't answer his rhetorical question and only stepped back just as a large circle of bright light appeared and none other than Dr Strange came out.
"By the order of the Avengers and the Justice League, this resident must stay in St Louis for their own safety. We all agreed on it and you wouldn't want to oppose a decision made by the most powerful beings in the Universe, would you gentlemen ? Also, if you even think of moving them again ? I might just throw you all in an interdimensional portal to the Toïten dimension.."
The agent frowned in incomprehension at the unknown location.
"What is the Toïten dimension ?"
Stephen smiled enigmatically before shaking his head.
"Believe me. You don't want to now."
The agent glanced up at the slashers, still waiting for the verdict and then, he took couple of steps forward towards you. But the slashers made a protective wall as the agent leaned towards you to whisper.
"You will come to regret this..when your powers become out of control and you accidently kill one of your friends. I really wished you could see it the way we do."
You bit your lower lip nervously and didn't dare meet his eyes. Arthur then took a step forwards and raised his gun at the agent's head.
"I believe we were clear. They are staying with us. Now, if you could leave ? You can forget about making them one of your little test subjects. They're not interested."
The other agents pointed their guns back at the slashers, but the leader raised his hand to tell them to stand down, and they obeyed.
However, he didn't break eye contact until he was back next to his car and stopped for a moment before smiling.
"Don't forget, you may be powerful..But, you are still human. Even Superman has a weakness. It's only a matter of time before we find all of yours.."
He then came back in his car and they all drove away.
Stephen was about to leave when you pushed past the slashers to run towards him and tell him thank you.
He stopped dead in his tracks and turned back towards you with a small knowing smile and winked at you.
"No problem. It's what a hero does.."
He then disappeared in the portal and you smiled from ear to ear in pure joy. You could stay..You couldn't help but let out a scream of victory with your fists in the air.
"YES !"
But then, you frowned as a thought crossed your mind and you looked back at Five.
"Wait...But, how did you get the signatures of all those people in such a short time ?"
Five addressed you a sly smirk before shrugging.
"Who said I did ? Do you know that we can easily find the signatures of every superhero on the internet ? Very useful thing by the way..You can literally find everything on it."
Your eyes widened as you realized what he had done and you couldn't help but let out a soft chuckle and shook your head in disbelief.
"You are mad, Number Five.."
He gestured to the hospital and replied.
"Duh. Obviously.."
You ran to him and hugged him tightly.
"Thank you..Thank you so much."
He hesitated for a second before returning your embrace with a smile.
"You're very welcome..It wouldn't have been the same around here without you.."
You then pulled apart and you glanced up at the rest of the slashers and Arthur who smiled. But, his smile fell when he looked in the direction where the cars had disappeared in.
"That agent..He'll be back. We better be prepared. Something tells me he won't quit.."
You nodded and looked in the same direction as Arthur, his words repeating in your head.
You will come to regret this..
Determination filled your lungs as you knew the only one who would come to regret this, would be him.
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((Aaaaaaaallrightyyyyy comics time~ We're starting the Knightfall saga today and I'm doing the entire saga not just Tim's stuff so I have extra context.
Pray for me, y'all.
Prelude... oh okay Vengence of Bane
Okay, talking about a coup in the Carribean *and torture! Lovely!*
...so a literal newborn is to serve his father's sentence... *purely because he's a boy?! And his father was named in the coup?!* Given the torture, there's every chance that he wasn't involved the victim was just saying names!
Basically raised in prison and went lowkey mad in solitary confinement and after a coma. Almost like traumatic brain injuries have a chance of completely changing someone's personality -.-
...god damn, Bane sure improved! That's kinda terrifying
And now he has an obsession with Batman. This can only go badly
OH! Illegal human experimentation! Why the fuck not?!
Aaaaand he's now all set up in Gotham and wants to kill Batman and is impressed that he doesn't kill. Huh
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Huh... Bruce and Vicki broke up. Shame
Oh hey Sionis, nice to meet you. Can't wait for Jason to destroy your empire later down the line
Sionis backstory too... kinda sad really but also dude don't use your dead dad's face skin to make a new mask. That's gross
Oh shit! Lucius!
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Oh! Blonde dude is Bruce in disguise! Nice! Didn't even catch that until now!
Also, why is Circe dressed like that? I get the mask, she suffered from the whole facepaint thing, but basically naked? Why?
Also, waists don't work like that!!!! Has she been wearing waist training corsets? Obviously not recently, they picked her up off the street, pretty sure she's been homeless this entire time. Did they know what a woman looks like?
Oh wait! I just realised! Bruce proved himself with a gun! Great aim! *Bruce hates guns* God damn, he really sells it when he's undercover... is he okay?
Also... what is with this art style? Tim is thirteen, maybe 14 at most and he looks like he's Bruce's age
Oh damn, Bruce actually admitting he's not in his prime and starting to slow down. And Jim's potential marriage is in trouble...
Awwww Bruce calling it early for Tim cause he has school
...that wasn't Sionis? What the actual fuck is going on?
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Bruce Thomas Wayne you will speak to Alfred with a civil fucking tongue in your head
Also, for the love of God get a therapist! This counts as hurting yourself my guy!
Awwww Jack is doing better! And Tim is about to suggest acupuncture when Jack hates needles... welp
Who the fuck is walking around at night in a knock off pinhead cosplay? And killing people?
And this is still teh damn *prelude?!*
Yeah time to rest and recover, Bruce
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Bruce. For the love of God. Go to therapy. You are stressed and traumatised.
Oh shit Jim's got a hit out on him
And his wife is worried
Yeah Bruce is not doing well...
Lunch break!
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Okay... military school brat
Robbing the armory. Mkay
Okay so the point f the prelude is... massive city wide gang warfare... plus potentially Arkham related bullshit
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....Bruce... Bruce for the love of God... I'm begging you. I know Gotham is kinda falling to pieces for the millionth time but pls. Take a break
I'm sorry, this General is still a *child?!*
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...his name is Ulysses and even his family other than his mother want him gone. What the god damn
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First meeting of Azrael. Cool
Hawk of the Wilderness, Tim you goober
Hm, Tim training Jean-Paul as... a replacement Batman so Bruce can actually take a break?
...it's actually grapnel? I always thought it was grapple???
FINALLY The man tries therapy!!!!
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Whomst the fuck is hypnotherapying a dude into jumping off a ledge?!
Dealing with a break in at Wayne Tower while Bruce and Lucius try to figure out what secrecy is going on
Ope, Azreal losing control. Oh and hypnotherapy dude again! ...oh shit he's going after the people heading up the 3 sections of this secret project
Which means Lucius is next! Oh fuck!
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Aaaaaannnndddd Lucius is on teh bridge being encouraged to jump into the river believing it's from his dad....
Also Bruce Wayne, I will remind you again to *speak to Alfred with a civil tongue*
Okay cool they figured out it was hypnosis and Azreal caught Lucius
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...fuck me, how many more issues do I have of just the prelude? Cause this is the only thing I get to today at this rate cause I still wanna write things!
Oh hey Killer Croc
Oooohhhh no Bane's gonna show up while Jean-Paul is in the Batsuit trying to handle Killer Croc. His programming is gonna kick in. This isn't gonna end well for *anyone*
Oh okay Bane took out Killer Croc and immediately clocked that it wasn't Bruce under the cowl... welp
And Bruce is having god awful nightmares with the sedatives but he won't sleep any other way poor guy
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Aaaaaaand Riddler's back
I'm sorry, Riddler once tried to *sacrifice Batman?!* Jesus Christ!
Welp, Riddler was high af and apparently Bruce has been on venom before which sucks
Riddler got shot too and Bane is still testing Bruce
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Am I dont yet? [348/375] Uuuuugggggghhhhhhhh
DON'T YOU FUCKING DARE RELEASE THE CLOWN. DON'T DO IT, JACKASS
And Tim is cutting Jean-Paul's hair
And now everyone's loose and poor Jeremiah has had a total break from reality thanks to the trauma
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Good grief that was a lot! So uhhhhh guess it was kinda ambitious to try and do all of Knightfall in one day
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Through The Years
Edward Nashton x Wayne!F!Reader
Fluff, Small Bit Of Angst
Diversion From Canon
Summary~ 💫Y/N And Edward Get Back Together💫
Pt1 Pt2 Pt3 Pt4 Pt5 Pt6 Pt7 Pt8 Pt9 Pt10
An~ He's beautiful. That's all. Happy reading!
<7 Years Ago>
<25 Years Old>
Over the last few months, you and Edward had grown close again, spending more time together, life with him felt like a dream. The only issue was that you still loved him.
You've loved him for fifteen years and you'll love him for forever. You're heart longed to tell him, but you were terrified. You just got him back into your life and the idea of losing him again made you sick to the stomach.
But you couldn't take it anymore, it was extremely risky, but he was worth the risk.
You made plans to meet at the pond. You hadn't been there in close to six years and you were excited to return. The pond was one of the only beautiful things in Gotham, uncorrupted in this horrendous city.
You were worried about how Edward was feeling though. Whenever you two spoke, the orphanage was a very sensitive subject still, you obviously understood, but it was hard to pass up an opportunity to visit the pond. You knew he probably agreed, but it would be tough for him, he'd need patience, you didn't mind being patient.
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He made his way towards the pond. Seeing the ruins of the orphanage filled him with pride, when the news reported on his crimes he felt exhilarated. The pure thrill of the act followed by the elation of public fear was something he hadn't been able to replicate since.
In the forest, he began to cry. More memories with you flooding his mind. When you told him you had something important to discuss, his head began racing with all the possibilities, good, bad, neutral. He could only hope you wouldn't destroy his heart again when you had just begun repairing it.
"Hey Ed." You greeted, he noticed you were hiding something behind your back
"Hi." He smiled nervously.
"I wanted to talk with you." You tell him before realising you hadn't given him the gift yet., "Oh. Shit, uh these are for you." You timidly hand him the flowers you picked. The same kind you got him that very first time. Edward feels his heart glow and tears prick at his eyes again.
"Thanks." He smiled greatfully. You nodded
"So, uh," You take a deep breath in to calm your nerves, "The last few months have been fantastic, and I've loved having you in my life again, you're my best friend, and, I think, I'm ready for more."
You hesitantly meet his eyes, searching for rejection, instead a scream of pure joy hits your ears as he hugs you tightly, knocking you both to the floor. You feel hot tears begin to soak your shirt as he rambles incoherently.
"Is that a yes?" You giggle, lifting his face to meet yours.
"Of course!" He squeals, still crying, "Can I kiss you?" You answer his question by leaning in to kiss him, you're met with his desperate kisses, like finally feeding a starved man. You're forced to pull away to catch your breath, you trail your thumb down his lips, playing with them.
"I love you." You smile, blinking away tears of elation.
"I love you too." He whimpers, sucking on your neck. "God, how I love you." His voice cracks, "I missed you. I missed you everyday. My life was empty, I always felt numb." He takes a brief pause to look into your eyes lovingly, "I'm so fucking happy right now."
"You're my favourite." You smile affectionately.
You're my favourite too."
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Green Lantern + ISA - MR. BIG - "When Larry said his biggest enemy was Green Lantern, they didn't think he meant literally..." [Where rest of the ISA are floored at how GIGANTIC he is irl. Except Brainwave. He is jelly he ain't the tallest no more]
(set very early ISA)
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We’re going to die, aren’t we?
It’s hard not to react at the thought that gets pushed into his head, courtesy of Henry. Impossibly, Jordan manages to keep a straight face throughout it all, even as Larry continues excitedly chattering away as though this were the first time he’s had a captive audience in ages. Though, given Larry’s entire demeanor, maybe just the first time it’s been a willing one.
They’ve all gathered in Larry’s apartment, for once. The drive from New York City to Gotham had been nothing short of arduous, with Henry’s insistence on the radio being permanently set to NPR, and the frankly indecipherable directions Larry had sent them to navigate the labyrinthian streets of inner-city Gotham.
All for a heist Larry had promised was going to be well worth it. The city was full of easy marks, he said. Barely anyone around to stop you, he said. Half the time the cops will even help, he said.
Henry still wasn’t buying it, sat on the sidelines on the edge of a very beat-up couch, arms crossed with a deepening frown, openly projecting his disapproval at having been talked into this every chance he got. Larry, for his part, is completely oblivious, grinning brightly as he eagerly shows off his proudly curated wall of weapons-- by all accounts just a fancy collection of sports equipment. The key difference, however, being Larry’s showing off amounting to pointing out every piece and explaining in graphic detail exactly how he got kicked out of that particular sport for killing or otherwise maiming someone without sparing a single gorey thing.
Jordan, sure to Henry’s extreme displeasure, is unfortunately fascinated with it all, eyes wide and bright and listening intently, utterly absorbed. He remembers researching Sportsmaster for weeks before finally seeking him out, carefully nurturing the idea of the new ISA all the while in the hopes that he’d finally get a bite. It must mean something that Larry had invited them all the way back to his home turf to share on a score, surly.
Because he’s going to kill us.
It’s now Jordan finally frowns, turning to face Henry with a stern, “He’s not.”
“Hah?” Larry’s looking at him, confused, brows furrowed and head tilted, grin still plastered on but for a second seeming vaguely threatening instead of manically excited.
Jordan startles, scrambling for a distraction and pointing at the first thing he sees, a long-handled wooden mallet with a narrow-tipped head still hanging on the wall. “I-- I mean, what’s that?”
It’s a sufficient enough distraction, apparently. Larry’s eyes light up in an instant when he sees, grinning brightly as he pulls the object down and looks down at it with a dreamy sigh.
“My polo mallet,” he declares proudly. “I’ll be taking this baby with me, tonight.”
“That?” Henry scoffs, finally taking a stand and gesturing disbelievingly at the mallet. “What use could that possibly be to us? And since when do you play polo?”
“Not since I caved a man’s head in on the field with this ol’ beauty here,” Larry states much too casually, his tone taking on an oddly wistful note as he strokes the head of it. If there’s a threat carried in there, it’s buried deep enough not to be obvious, though the suspicious stains that Jordan notices in the wood of the mallet certainly make Larry’s point well enough known. Henry’s eyes narrow, and Jordan feels a pressure on his temples usually indicative of Henry flexing his powers without strict care of a specific target, but whatever Henry sees is apparent enough not to make him press further. His lips press into a thin line and he relinquishes the point, however reluctantly. Jordan inserts himself more obviously in between the two of them and attempts an encouraging smile.
“Henry, it’s made of wood,” Jordan points out helpfully, like it’s supposed to explain everything-- because, well, it is. It evidently doesn’t. Henry’s frown only deepens and Jordan finds himself struggling for an explanation that didn’t sound completely ridiculous, all the while Larry whistles uncaringly and picks various other wooden implements off the wall in preparation for that night. “Because-- Because. Gotham has a superhero who is… weak to wood.”
Jordan sighs and cringes as soon as he says it, cringing again when Larry chirps “It’s true!” over his shoulder. It does not help his case in the slightest. Henry sighs and pinches the bridge of his nose, as though staving off a fast-rising headache. “Okay,” he says. “Okay. Fine. Do we even have a plan to deal with him if he shows up?”
“Don’t get your snuggie in a twist, Brainy,” Larry says brightly, laughing as he hefts a cricket bat of all things onto his shoulder and wrangles Jordan in close with an arm thrown around his. “Of course we have a plan! Classic smash and grab! We get in and get out before the Big Guy ever knows what’s up!”
Wrong answer, apparently, as evidenced by Henry running a hand down his face in exasperation and groaning, with an added little oh, so we are going to die projected mentally for Jordan’s benefit. Jordan smiles rather terribly. Larry seems to take it all as signs of encouragement.
“Alright then, bud, alright!” Larry lets out with a whoop, and plants a sloppy wet kiss on Jordan’s cheek with an audible smack; subsequently, the temperature of the room drops ten degrees in an instant. Nobody seems to notice. “It’s game time, baby!”
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Heists in Gotham apparently don’t amount to much. Larry’s big score turns out to be a slightly upscale jewelry store right on the edge of the Diamond District. Henry’s car is stashed in a nearby alleyway in case of a quick getaway after several earnest promises (by Jordan) that it won’t get stolen and easy assurances (by Larry) that the job will be quick enough that they’ll be back before that even happens.
“Is it always this easy in Gotham?” Jordan asks, having dutifully frozen solid all the alarms and cameras to allow for Larry to go to town on the window with his bat and an excited hyena-like cackle; Henry stands watch, having been designated as the lookout due to his adamant refusal to partake in any actual smashing until it came time for the grabbing, though Jordan can sense him rolling his eyes even while turned away.
“Sure is!” Larry replies, vaulting through the destroyed window and wasting no time in driving his fist through the nearest glass display case and grabbing a fistful of jeweled necklaces, stuffing them in his pack and immediately moving on to the next one. “Do you know how many other places are being robbed at this exact moment? They can’t catch all of us!”
Jordan makes a face, but nonetheless climbs in and joins Larry in gathering as many priceless jewels as he could get his hands on; Henry lingers just outside, watching them with shrewd disapproval until his face screws up in confusion, nose wrinkling.
“Is something… burning?”
That’s enough to give Jordan pause, halfway through driving an ice spike into a safe. The entire store had been dusted with a coating of frost, logically nothing should be getting hot enough to even make a spark. Sure enough, he smells it too-- that unmistakable scent of something on fire, intermixed with the distinct smell of ozone. That couldn’t be right--
Jordan has just enough time to hear Larry’s little ruh-oh before the wall to the side of them suddenly erupts in stunningly bright, green flames. Henry swears aloud, and Jordan feels inclined to join him when the flames unfurl to reveal an outright giant of a man, eyes alight in burning fury and nearly outright snarling at the lot of them. Green Lantern, Jordan knows immediately, remembers him from his first meeting with Larry, but seeing someone in flight is leagues different from seeing it right in front of you, a brick wall of a man emerging like a demon from Hell. Jordan feels himself sweating, actually sweating-- or was he melting? All he knows is that this man is terrifyingly huge, and Larry seemed the only one utterly unconcerned by it.
“Greenie!” Larry greets enthusiastically, arms spread wide as though expecting a hug, and though his mask hides his face Jordan can hear his exuberant and manic grin loud and clear though his voice. “Where ya been, huh? How’s it going?”
“I’LL SEE YOU IN HELL!” comes the roared reply, a shot of flaming green energy launched in his direction, swiftly deflected with a swing of Larry’s bat and an excited laugh.
“Aww, I missed you too!”
Jordan finds himself slowly backing away as Larry barks out another laugh and launches himself, bat swinging, at Green Lantern with seemingly little care to himself or others, and even less care to just how much Green Lantern seems to dwarf all of them combined.
“That’s Green Lantern?” Henry hisses through clenched teeth when Jordan returns to his side. “That’s Green Lantern, and we let Larry bring a polo mallet and a baseball bat?”
“He’s weak to wood!”
A plume of emerald flame explodes out the store window, ejecting an airborne Larry along with it, signed Sportsmaster mask and all. He skids and rolls along the street until he comes to a stop and jumps up, wild-eyed.
“Start the car!” He shouts, then unsheathes the mallet and dives right back in without hesitation. Another roar is heard and the foundation quakes faintly beneath their feet. Jordan wilts just slightly. Henry turns with an annoyed hmph and Jordan finds himself trailing after, not quite trusting his powers in the face of the broiling heat inside.
“That’s Green Lantern,” Henry repeats, seemingly to himself, scoffing. “Good lord. Even his presence gives me a headache. And he’s taller than me. Remind me never to set foot in Gotham again.”
Jordan, despite everything, finds himself agreeing.
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Lincoln march aka owlman prime earth
BATMAN WIKI
BATMAN WIKI
Lincoln March

GENERAL INFORMATION
REAL NAME:
Unknown
FIRST APPEARANCE:
Batman #1 (September 2011)
CREATED BY:
Scott Snyder
AFFILIATIONS:
Bruce Wayne
March Ventures
Court of Owls
The Talons
Lincoln March was a mayoral candidate and the C.O.O. of March Ventures. In reality he is a rogue member of the Court of Owls who believes himself to be Bruce Wayne's presumed-dead brother, Thomas Wayne Jr..
Lincoln serves as the mainstream continuity version of the villainous alternate reality Anti-Batman, Owlman. Thomas' belief in being Thomas Wayne Jr. reflects how the most popular Owlman is his world's Thomas Wayne Jr..
History
The Court of Owls
Lincoln March is a current candidate for Gotham City Mayor and supporter of Bruce Wayne's vision of a new revitalized Gotham.
Lincoln lost his parents in his youth. He doesn't remember the face of his mother very well but he still remembers the pin she was wearing the day of the accident. He had made the pin for her at school in ceramics. It was a little heart with one side bigger than the other side. Both of his parents died in a car accident where the other driver was drunk. After that, he was hopeless. After school he went to college and "Gotham saved him".
Lincoln March is now the C.O.O. of March Ventures and he underwrote Leslie Thompkins satellite clinic on the east side of Gotham City.
After an assassination attempt at Wayne Industries (of both himself and Bruce Wayne), Bruce visits him in hospital and learns that Lincoln March has not only heard whispers about the Court of Owls existence but had also had his life threatened by them. He warns Bruce not to discount them just because he's never seen them before because the greatest danger can sometimes be under your feet and you don't realize it.
City of Owls
It is later revealed that Lincoln March was a member of the Court of Owls. However, Lincoln has betrayed the founding members by calling an emergency meeting and poisoning all the members that arrived, then siphoned off all of their money into his accounts.
When Batman finally catches up to Lincoln in Gotham's abandoned Children's Hospital, Lincoln reveals that the court rescued him from the children’s hospital, not due to his natural talents, but rather his family blood line. Lincoln reveals that in fact he is Bruce Wayne's younger brother Thomas Wayne Jr., explaining that when Bruce was three years old, a pregnant Martha Wayne was involved in a car crash. Due to the crash, Martha went into labor early. It was discovered that Lincoln had sustained substantial injuries due to the crash. As a result, the Wayne’s placed Lincoln into the best hospital money could buy. When Lincoln was 4, he made Martha the heart shaped pendant that she is wearing in the painting hanging above Bruce's fireplace. However, the very next year, Thomas and Martha were murdered. They died with the secret that Lincoln was their son. Without the Wayne fortune financing the hospital Lincoln was in, it fell into the hands of Gotham City. Once it was under new, corrupt management, Lincoln and all the other patients were subjected to abuse, malnutrition and neglect.
Lincoln has placed the blame of his parent’s death squarely on Bruce's shoulders, vowing to avenge their deaths by killing Bruce and taking his rightful place as a Wayne. Additionally, Batman noted that without a proper DNA analysis, it is impossible to know if March's claims about his lineage are actually true.
Batman Eternal
Lincoln would become a benefactor for the C-D tier super-villain Arthur Brown AKA The Cluemaster in a scheme to destroy Batman. Lincoln used Brown as his puppet to make schemes revolving around having minor villains wreak havoc on Gotham while systematically seperating the bat-family and even framing Commissioner Gordon.
When Cluemaster finally had Batman incapacitated on the roof of the GCPD building, he was going to shoot Bruce dead before Lincoln murdered Arthur in his place. Bruce managed to take this time to use his last remaining energy to charge at Lincoln, knocking them off of the rooftop which they survived thanks to rockets in the Talon suit.
After this, the two found themselves surrounded by the entire Bat-Family which beat Lincoln down. After this, the Court of Owls would return to take March's body and place it in cryonic storage as punishment for his treachery and in-case they needed him some other day.
Joker War
The Joker would go on to awaken Lincoln from cryo-stasis following the Court's destruction at the hands of the Batman who Laughs. With no Court to serve, Lincoln would join Joker's, "army" (which is somewhat strange considering how Lincoln didn't even serve the court itself).
Powers, Skills & Equipment
Talon Serum Infusion: The Talon Serum altered his metabolism to have fierce regenerative abilities which makes him nearly-immortal. It also enhanced his natural strength, stamina & speed.
Martial Arts: He has displayed martial artistic prowess which would require rigorous training. Although he is nowhere near Batman's skills.
Political Skills: He has shown superior political skills, especially in "the very halls of power". He is also a master of manipulation, as he was also able to manipulate Batman.
Talon Exoskeleton: The Talon armor gave him superhuman strength, superhuman speed, superhuman durability, life-support systems & energy blasts. It also has retractable claws, hidden blades & other retractable blades, which enhance his combat abilities. He also has a large supply of throwing knives, grappling hooks & other bladed weaponry for combat situations
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