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C498 Spider-Man
🕑 Added 2023-10-12 21:18:14 +0000 UTC(A/N: I decided to do one more stop before heading back to the home universe. Thano’s and Galactus can wait one more arc.)
After their month-long journey through the multiverse and helping Wanda with her happy ending, Peter and Tony found themselves back in their ship. Tony, eager to explore the multiverse even further, couldn't help but ask, "So, where are we headed next?"
Peter glanced at him, his brow furrowing with a hint of weariness. "We've been gone for a month, Tony. I need to check on my family, especially America. MJ's thinking of adopting her, not to mention the fact that I have a wedding to plan."
Tony sighed, reluctantly agreeing. "Alright, fine... But we have to schedule the next multiverse trip soon, or else I’ll just leave without you."
Peter shrugged. "Deal. Now, let’s head back." He said as he walked over to the control panel and began to set the coordinates for their home universe.
But, as the ship's systems came to life, something strange happened. A loud, guttural hum reverberated through the ship, followed by a series of disconcerting bangs. Peter and Tony exchanged concerned glances… this was definitely not normal.
Suddenly, smoke began to rise from the ship's control panel, and circuits were popping with bursts of electricity. Panic set in as the ship phased in and out of their current universe before flickering across the multiverse. It was either a malfunction or some critical issue with the ship's design, and now it was manifesting in the worst way possible. At the worst time possible.
“Sh!t… Sh!t…Sh!t… Sh!t…Sh!t… Sh!t…Sh!t… Sh!t…Sh!t… Sh!t…” Peter quickly tried to take control of the ship and set it to return home, but the problems persisted.
Smoke continued to pour from the damaged systems, creating a tense atmosphere inside. Finally, after a few tense minutes, the ship was able to materialize in another universe, but something was off. Instead of appearing on solid ground, it was suspended high in the sky, hurtling towards the green and blue earth below.
Feeling the free fall, Peter rushed to the ship's door and wrenched it open. Smoke billowed out as he gazed down at the familiar terrain far below.
Acting on instinct, Peter leaped out of the door and summoned Phoenix flames along his body, propelling him forward. Grasping the ship with both hands, his extraordinary strength allowed him to slow the plummeting ship's momentum. Gradually, they descended toward the ground, and with a gentle touch, he set the ship down safely.
They had crash-landed in a dark, industrial part of an unfamiliar city, the surroundings littered with towering factories. Tony staggered out of the ship, still coughing from the lingering smoke. He surveyed the damage and muttered, "We'll need at least a week to fix all that damage and find out what went wrong..."
As Tony turned toward Peter, the lights of the city revealing a bright symbol in the distant sky, he noted, "At least we made it back home in one piece-" But his tone shifted as he stared at the ominous shape. "Is that what I think it is?" Tony asked Peter.
Peter turned his gaze upward and froze in disbelief. High above them, piercing through the cloudy night sky, was a bat-shaped signal, unmistakably the bat signal. His jaw dropped as the realization hit him. They hadn't returned to their universe… they'd somehow landed in some sort of DC universe.
Peter nods, “That… That definitely looks like the bat signal…”
As the Bat-Signal loomed over them, Tony was practically bouncing with excitement. He turned to Peter, his eyes gleaming. "This is it! We're in a comic book! I get to meet Batman! This is like 10 year old me’s wet dream!"
‘I wonder how he’d react if he found out that he was a comic book character too?’ Peter though before quickly bringing Tony back to reality. "Hold on. I get that you're excited, but we need to secure the ship and find a safe place to put it first. And we don't even know which DC universe we're in. It could be one where Batman is... not exactly the hero you're hoping to meet."
For all they knew, they could be in the universe with the Batman who laughs, one of the scariest versions of Bruce Wayne.
He’s basically the unluckiest Batman. Joker ruined his life before torturing and dosing him with an irreversible strain of joker venom, turning Batman into a hybrid of himself and the Joker.
(A/N: DC should really make an animated movie about the Batman who laughs. It’s a cool story.)
Though that wasn’t what Peter was really worried about. The odds of them landing in an evil Batman universe was slim to none. What he was wary of were entities like Lucifer, Trigon, Apocalypse, etc. When it came to power levels, DC was certainly on par, if not higher than Marvel.
Tony's enthusiasm dimmed as he realized the wisdom in Peter's words. "Yeah, you're right. We should be careful..."
Together, they began the task of moving the ship, their thoughts filled with caution and the potential dangers of the new universe they had landed in. While Tony's dreams of meeting Batman were momentarily put on hold, they both understood the need to prioritize the safety of their ship, which any villain and even some heroes would kill for.
As they carefully moved the ship away from the industrial district, they scanned the area for a suitable location to hide it. The unknown universe held countless possibilities and dangers, and Peter was determined to ensure that the ship was secured before exploring all of it.
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Metropolis…
In the depths of an abandoned subway tunnel, Batman battled a group of Joker's henchmen. His imposing figure struck fear into their hearts as he moved with unmatched agility and precision, his dark cape swirling around him. Batman was a formidable sight, clad in his iconic black suit, with a cowl that concealed his face, revealing only his mouth and chin.
In the dimly lit tunnel, the confrontation escalated as the henchmen surrounded Batman, each one brandishing weapons that paled in comparison to the skills of the Dark Knight. They underestimated him, and that was a mistake they'd soon regret.
As the henchmen lunged at him, Batman dispatched them one by one. A flash of his batarangs, a blur of fists and feet, and they were swiftly subdued. But amidst the chaos, one of the goons managed to get dangerously close, aiming a pistol directly at Batman's back.
Just as the henchman's finger began to squeeze the trigger, a blur of red and blue appeared. Superman descended from above, his chiseled features and iconic S-shield emblazoned on his chest, a symbol of hope and strength.
Superman's mere presence was enough to send shivers down the spines of the remaining henchmen. He caught the henchman's wrist, his grip unyielding, and with a powerful squeeze, he bent the firearm, rendering it useless.
Batman, still in combat mode, pivoted and swiftly incapacitated the last henchman with a precise blow to the jaw. The criminal crumpled to the ground, unconscious.
Once the dust settled, Batman stood before Superman, and his voice was as cold and calculated as ever. "I had him."
Superman raised an eyebrow, a subtle smirk tugging at the corners of his lips. "Nice to see you, too. And to what do I owe the pleasure?"
Batman, never one for pleasantries, pulled out a small device and began scanning the area, his sharp mind already focused on the next lead. "The Joker is in Metropolis. I'm here to find out why."
Superman nodded, understanding the gravity of the situation. As Batman continued to work on his device, Superman couldn't help but offer a small revelation. "I have news, Bruce."
Batman didn't look up from his device, but there was a noticeable shift in his demeanor. "Lois is pregnant."
Superman's mouth dropped open in shock, and a rare vulnerability flickered in his eyes. "How...?"
Batman glanced up briefly, his voice uncharacteristically gentle. "Your hands didn't tremble when you faced Doomsday. They are now."
The device in Batman's hands began to beep, signaling a specific direction, and he wasted no time in following its guidance. "Congratulations, Clark. I'll be out of your city as soon as I find the Joker. You mind cleaning this up?"
Superman glanced away momentarily, considering the challenge that was always Batman, and when he turned back, he realized the Dark Knight had vanished, leaving him to manage the aftermath alone.
With a wry smile, Superman muttered to himself, "How does he do that every time?”
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Lois Lane and Jimmy Olsen were no strangers to danger. As intrepid reporters, they often found themselves chasing leads that took them to the darkest corners of the city. Today was no exception as they crouched atop a stack of metal shipping containers at a desolate shippingyard.
Lois, with her signature black hair and a determined glint in her eyes, peered through binoculars, watching the suspicious activity unfold below. She wore her characteristic sharp attire, professional yet ready for anything.
Beside her, Jimmy Olsen, a lanky figure with short red hair, focused on capturing the evidence with his trusty camera. His face displayed the enthusiasm of a dedicated photojournalist, unaware of the danger that loomed around them.
"Say 'cheese,'" Jimmy muttered to himself, taking snapshots of some mysterious individuals unloading crates from a ship. He had an innate ability to capture moments in time that told a story in the blink of an eye.
Lois, however, had an instinctive sense for trouble. She noticed subtle signs that something was amiss and tugged on Jimmy's arm. "Something's wrong. Let's go."
Jimmy, intent on getting one more shot, hesitated for just a moment, snapping another picture of the suspicious activity below. But before he could finish, a deafening gunshot echoed through the air.
Suddenly, bullet pierced the side of Jimmy's head, causing him to topple to the ground. The blood flowed from the wound as his body went limp, life extinguished in an instant.
Lois gasped in shock and horror, rushing to Jimmy's side as she called his name, but there was no response. His eyes dimmed, his once vibrant spirit vanishing with the finality of death.
“Hehehaha…” The ominous laughter that followed sent a chill down Lois's spine. She turned to see the Joker, a man with chalk-white skin and a chaotic mop of green hair, grinning wickedly in her direction. He held a smoking gun, a mad glint in his eyes.
"Well, well, well," the Joker taunted with a chilling chuckle.
Beside him, Harley Quinn, with her vibrant red and blue hair and her oversized mallet, gazed at the scene with a manic glee. She twirled the weapon in her hand, ready for any chaos that might follow.
"Imagine meeting you here, Lois," the Joker mused, his voice dripping with malevolence.
A/N: 1818 words :) For anyone who’s confused, this is the Injustice Universe. If that doesn’t ring any bells, then google it. I don’t want to spoil too much. I liked the animated movie a lot so I thought why not. Also, I recommend the movie. Most DC animated movies are good.
Comments
wayne schack
Yup, I think most people agree with that. The whole no killing rule in DC is just dumb. Some people just need to die. And joker is number 1 on that list.
Dragon Cross
Honestly, the whole injustice universe reason why I don’t like Batman the joker should have been killed a long time ago
wayne schack
Yup, a good villain origin story, which they can follow up with a Justice league movie about stopping him, or failing to stop him. After all, he is Batman.
Lionssolitude
Also the Batman who laughs would be a good animated movie.
