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awfully-sadistic · 5 years

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I know I’m trying to keep myself in a mold. I can’t write like that because I’m not good at writing what I should be practicing. Perhaps that’s one of the reasons why I’m struggling so hard. So I’ll write what I know about best, our own family and perhaps a little more about the background of New Senzannini. I love the thought of having our own city, it’s own functioning government and society, it’s just so huge. There should be plenty to write, to cement, about this place!

If there was anything the Bat Family was, it was vigilant. Dedicated. Driven. They were (mostly) hard work and (somewhat) no play. Perhaps it was Bruce Wayne’s dedication to the Bat that overshadowed these aspects that made the others become the (mostly) and the (somewhat). Like cracks in cement, the “kids” filled in the crooked lines in Bruce Wayne’s life. For as broody and quiet he may be, there was never a moment where he doesn’t entertain his own children’s antics. People were surprised by this notion but to Bruce, it was only natural. He wasn’t heartless.

Today, the juveniles of the BatFam were nervous, aptly so. It had taken a whole lot of convincing Bruce Wayne to budge on relocating to New Senzannini but his home away from home was still Wayne Manor in Gotham City. Perhaps for the first time in Bruce’s whole life, Gotham was as safe as Metropolis and it would have been time to hang up the Bat if not for the fact that crime just moved to a continent that seemed to bloom overnight. Fresh, ample new land allowed criminals to visit the rich expanse with its own resources and economy. It was honestly like living in a new world and if he hadn’t known any better, he might have assumed he crossed into an alternate universe.

Crime was rampant in New Senzannini that he’s heard Dick Grayson refer to it as Gotham 2.0 “but worse and I don’t know what’s scarier. That we don’t seem to make a dent in it or feeling that we’re understaffed.”

Every available superhero that has ever existed seemed to make their home on the massive land mass called there for one reason or another--though most have one major reason to relocate. It was hard for just one rotation of superheroes to even cover portions of the city and for some reason, nature dictated that for as many heroes, there should be an adequate if not equal force opposing them.

And so, from the biggest named heroes able to stop a missile with their bare hands to the little guys stopping crooks from nabbing old lady purses in the street, New Senzannini was as safe as it was dangerous. Buildings like a newly constructed STARK tower and an AVENGERS tower to a luxurious mansion sized Sanctum Sanctorum and an eerie Asylum reminiscent of Arkham and the highest security prisons found their homes as soon as they could be erected.

However, sprinkling the horizon border were buildings that outweighed all the others because within their own right they had made a name for themselves for single-handedly being responsible for allowing New Senzannini to grow to such a scale; from the Mortuary that handled all of the death affairs of the city to the Syndicate dealing with everything that was alive and even the connected businesses of the Triquetra building and the ClubHaus, there was no Senzannini without them.

It was an unspoken rule among heroes and even villains to leave the Family’s affairs alone because even one little upset can tip the scales to outrageous proportions that could spell disaster for everyone. They were the right mixture of justice and crime, righteousness and wrongness that it seemed like they operated on their own scale. There was even a rumor that if things fucked up here, it could doom the rest of the planet. So, everyone moved to ensure that does not happen. After all, they lived on the planet, too, and nobody really wanted their own destruction no matter how insane or driven by vengeance one was. Living here wasn’t bad, either. It wasn’t just the aspect that New Senzannini ran its own form of government and delivered the much needed justice that was missing in other forms of government but it also have its secret organizations keeping its citizens safe not from physical threats like SHIELD but also those of supernatural as well in the form as The Society which also worked hand in hand with the BPRD. This city worked as a well oiled machine thanks to the Family’s influence that they were often informed of big scale events and looked to for executive decisions on how they wanted to save their city.

But nobody, nobody, fucked with them. Sure, newcomers to the city would be foolish enough to steal arms from the Syndicate or even a shipment for the Mortuary to suddenly find themselves on the other side of a repulsor or flailing mechanical arms as villain and superhero alike could put aside their differences on ensuring that the Family were left undisturbed.

Did that mean they were isolated? By no means. Remember that one major reason why everyone moved here? The Family was responsible.

Atop the highest of positions of the Family were two Matriarchs in charge of both the Mortuary and the Syndicate. They may never understand what exactly went on in their city but that was why they had a council of Family members and trusted outside influences that could help make the executive decisions and inform them of the absolutely dangerous aspects hitting their city. The smartest and experienced heroes, civilians, scientists, and even villains were part of this council as well. It was unheard of in any other part of the country but New Senzannini has always been known for pushing the boundaries of strange occurrences.

For the most part, the women were outrageously protected and otherwise shielded from the truly dangerous exposure that could do bodily harm to either one.

It was one of the reasons why the members of the Bat Family were currently shifting in their seats, shifting their gazes from left to right at the assembly before them. It was one thing seated among other superheroes in their costumes and villains in theirs but It was like sitting in on a meeting from the United Nations. People from different backgrounds and specialties sat at designated areas with their name tags and while they had different affiliations, their allegiances seemed to be with The Family. The girls were at the head of it all while this meeting took place; every one of the Batkids were certainly nervous under the scrutinizing eyes of the Matriarchs.

Batman had been part of this affiliation for a while and therefore didn’t look as intimidated as he was intimidating. However, for all the Robins and the Batgirls and Signals, this was their first time. They hadn’t hit Gotham or Metropolis standards in their own cities until the beginning of this year but what better way to bring in the new year with a batch of new superheroes?

“I mean, I guess we’ve seen a surge of Hydra agents...” Dot Dreadful spoke up, looking through the records she had on her. Her eyebrows were furrowed, pinched at the middle and otherwise twisting her beautiful features into worry. “I don’t know what those guys’ problems are--oh yeah. They’re fucking Nazis.”

There was a couple of breathless chuckles at her sarcastic statement. Hero or villain, nobody stood behind Nazis.

“Yes, they have a knack for stealing the materials I need for my lab.” Wesker spoke up from his spot sounding just as annoyed. Chris Redfield, who was sitting next to him, gave him a weary look and didn’t think too hard on what Wesker’s lab work might entail.

“I don’t even want to know.”

“Then don’t ask.”

“Hydra is the only organization that seems to be the trouble these days,” Steve Rogers spoke up interrupting the two before a fight broke out.

The Captain America.

He, more than others, felt responsible for squelching this threat but for the many he put down, seemingly fifty more agents took their place. It was a tireless job and if Dot hadn’t enforced mandatory breaks and rotations, Steve would have been out there punching every Nazi in the face personally. From his side, Spider-Noir nodded with a serious expression that was only half-hidden under his fedora and the flaps of the trench coat obscuring most of his features.

“So we’re all in agreement on bringing more heroes on the line?” Dot asked, looking around. There had to be a equal balance between superhero and villain they had discovered otherwise more villains tried coming in to tip those scales in their favor and it got messy.

“If Hydra is bringing in more agents, I say we’re all in agreement.” Nick Fury confirmed, seated at the table with the girls. Most of the more important agents of the government were. Nobody disagreed and there was murmurs among each other stating as such.

“I have reports of H.I.V.E. also joining their ranks in with Hydra.” Batman spoke up as if remembering something. “I have the number statistics here.” he finished as he pulled up a manila folder.

Dot groaned and shook her head, raising her hand as if telling him to put it away. “That’s okay. I trust your word. Why are they teaming up?”

Batman sat with the rest of the Justice League members who looked just as sympathetic with Dot’s distaste if not a little disturbed with this turn of events.

“Probably because we’re adding new heroes to the ranks,” Monica said from beside Dot. She had her head down on her desk, tired of all the meetings she had to endure for the past week so she was only paying half attention and that was whenever Dot spoke.

Matt spoke up next, his features also twisted into a look of concentration from under his mask half-obscuring his face. “But the problem with that is that they’re overcompensating how much we’re allowing to actually work in the city.”

“So they’re being dumb and adding to their ranks hoping to catch up to us.” Dot finished with a look of realization. Then she turned her attention to the eager faces in front of them; Batman’s proteges and adopted children among others who had hopes of operating in the city as well. They were seated in the circle of the council at a long table. “It looks like we’re going to need all the help we can get.”

The BatFam broke out into grins. It was precisely what they wanted to hear. Their eagerness wasn’t just on their faces but in their demeanor as well. Damian was the only who actually spoke up, though.

“When can we start?”

“And anyone can help?” Jon spoke up next, seated by his best friend with his hand raised. The Teen Titans were nearby and seated on Damian’s other side down the row. These kids weren’t kids for a very long time but Dot couldn’t help but fuss over them.

She looked hesitant especially with Jon asking. From what she knew, he was only ten years old. She gave Clark Kent, Superman, a look of concern but Clark gave her a heart stopping smile and a subtle nod. She couldn’t help herself and ended up returning the smile before returning her attention to Jon.

“Of course. Just... you guys have to adhere to the guidelines we put down for the others, too.” she warned. “They’re put in place for a reason. Not just to impede anyone’s progress but it’s for your own good. We... worry.” Dot put softly. Almost shyly.

“So don’t die.” Monica wagged her finger. “Or Dot will cry forever until she runs out of tears and then get dehydrated and you don’t want that, do you?”

Jon looked horrified, looking between the girls with a frantic shake of the head. Dot laughed gently, “But that’s not going to happen because you’re going to take care of yourself, right?”

Jon nodded eagerly. It seemed the others also nodded along, catching Dot off-guard and making her laugh again. If she had looked around, she would have caught all the soft expressions watching Dot just interact. To say anyone there would put their lives down on the line for her was an understatement. They would do it in an instant and the expressions and sometimes reckless actions proved it.

“I think that was the last bit of business for today’s meeting!” Dot exclaimed, tapping her files neatly together. “Unless anyone else has anything to add?” she asked, looking around.

There were a couple of shakes of the head and murmurs of no before she looked appeased.

“Okay, then I hereby--”

“WAIT!”

Dot paused, looking over at Wade Wilson, also known as Deadpool, stand up from his seat with his hand raised. He didn’t quite belong in the room but that didn’t stop him from sneaking in occasionally. It didn’t matter too much because anyone was welcome to join in the audience as long as they didn’t interrupt the proceedings... but Wade always did somehow.

Dot had to laugh at his sudden appearance and the assortment of groans that followed after. “Yes, uh, Deadpool?”

“Wheeeeen are you going to answer my proposal?”

“She’s not seriously considering it,” Tony Stark, or Iron man, stated from a seat below. His head was half-turned barely giving Wade the attention. “because she still has to think over mine.”

The Joker slammed his hand down on the table where he was seated with the Legion of Doom. “That’s impossible!” he cackled, “because she’s already legally married to me!”

Dot did the white guy blink, unable to stop herself from swiveling her gaze towards The Joker. “Wha--”

“A forged signature doesn’t count,” Batman grumbled from under his dark and broody cowl.

There were an assortment of wide eyes at the middle desk of newcomer superheroes, looking around the assembly who was now arguing among each other. Apparently, there had been a lot of wooing going on from both ends. Jason raised his hand in an uncharacteristic show of restraint. Dot, hoping to change the subject, called on him.

“Ah... yes, Red Hood?”

“So, does this mean you’re fair game? I thought da--uh, Batman claimed ya fair and square?”

Dot looked surprised, glancing over at Batman who was still arguing with The Joker. Or rather, was not entertaining The Joker with any more attention despite the way the colorful villain was climbing over other members to get Batman’s attention.

“He... what? When?” she asked, confused. “What?”

“Yeah! Didn’t you go on a date with him--”

Dot reached over and grabbed Monica’s gavel who protested with a small “hey!” for being taken off-guard. Then she began to slam the thing on the hard surface. It squeaked but it was enough to get everyone’s attention.

“MEETING’S OVER!”

She never gave anyone the chance to respond because she was out the backdoor the next instant. Monica took her gavel and pointed at her eyes and then at the rest of the room before following after her best friend and partner. With the girls gone, there was honestly no reason for anyone to stick around. Except argue about who was getting the furthest. Some entertained the argument, others did not as they started to pack up and leave. After all, the city of New Senzannini never rested and neither did anyone’s attempts at winning over the favor of the Matriarchs.

Perhaps that was the true secret about why the villains and superheroes seemed to work better nowadays. With a common factor to unite them, they were all on the same side.

To say Dot was the common factor was not far-fetched whatsoever. It was, in fact, a blessing.

#{{ original drabbles: dot's feb prompts

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