So, since my first one was a life changer to some, I've decided to make a new one that took two hours due to an inability to sleep. This one is far less gay, and far more Batty... if you will.
Again, I based this entirely off of the main universe of DC (before the reboot), so everything is to power, and character.
For the purposes of this story, which will soon become clear, Batman has a beard.
Batman gone Rogue
"Nooo!"
Batman yelled as Zealot's Creation Blades sliced Commissioner Gordon's face clean off.
"You smelly girl who takes a lot of penis! I'll accidentally kill you for that!"
Batman entered into a state akin to some sort of berserker rage... nay, a sirserker rage, and engaged Zealot in a fierce battle that shifted nearby newspapers that are always on the ground, slightly to the left.
Zealot soon found herself being whelmed, so she like many women in a similar situation aimed for Bruce's batjewels.
"You'll die like your traitor* commissioner!"
*For the purposes of this story, Gordon was selling angel dust to local teenagers, and one of the teenagers stabbed Zealot's latest love interest to death with something sharp
With Batman down, Zealot readied her blades to cut Batman to death, and she would have, if not for an inner monologue between Bruce and Batman.
"Look up and punch her in the face."
"I will."
Then Batman looked up, and intercepted the blades that were inches from his face with a punch.
"Kiiiii-Yah!"
Said Batman as his fist soared straight through her blades and knocked her into the air about 2 feet. And that would have been the end of it had a shattered piece of her blade not came crashing down into her face.
And like magic, the Justice League finally arrived.
"What did you do Bruce!!?"
Said Superman while crying.
"Justice"
---
Now on the Watchtower facing ridicule and stern talk from his fellow heroes Batman uses a rock solid defense.
"She caused misjustice, and then justice came down crashing through her brain"
"Bruce, your direct actions were the cause of Zealot dying (to death), and quite frankly, I disapprove."
Wonder Woman's harsh words had pierced the exterior of Bruce's soul and even he was taken back.
"I would have never did this had I not thought it was necessary. You of all people should understand the lengths we heroes take to preserve justice. I may not have super strength, or powers of any kind, but I have a super sense of right and wrong. And Zealot sucked and she deserved to face justice."
"You've made your case Bruce. But we will decide in this completely other room what your fate will be. Now, Firestorm will watch you while me, Superman, Hal, Flash, Kyle, Martian Manhunter, Aquaman, and Guy Gardner decide what to do with you and the mess you made."
"OK."
Said Batman. But he said it in a sort of cold way that sent shivers down the Leagues spines.
---
"I think we should kick him out. He's been a big problem recently, and quite frankly, he scares the guff out of me."
- Superman's vote
"Honestly, Bruce did make a pretty good point about Zealot sucking. Plus I did the same thing before when you tried to brutally murder me Clark, but then I slit your throat and snapped Max's neck. Batman stays."
- WW
"Batman has the means to defeat all of us, and I'd imagine he'd go ROGUE if he was kicked out of the League. Keep your friends close, and your Batmen closer I always say."
- Hal
"Batman made a quick decision in the heat of battle, and it was a hasty one. We can't keep such quick tempered people on the League if they can't choose the right decision speedy fast!"
- Flash
"Batman should leave. I wouldn't want him murdering one of us just because we killed some random human."
- MM
"This reminds me of the only iconic thing about myself, and that was when I found my girlfriend in the fridge. The horror! Batman should stay away because he's mean and scary."
- Kyle
"Meh see, Batman's a bad egg see. The copper died cuz he was crooked see. Batman thinks he's calling shots, but he's not ya hear? Batman's a rough roller, but he's not crackin down on this geese. I want him outta this town ya hear?"
- Guy
"I don't even know why I'm in space."
- Aquaman
And so, with the votes so in favor of kicking Batman out of the League, they went to confront him.
---
As the League was approaching, Batman sensed his Bat Senses tingling. Something was amidst and it was in this very room. So Batman looked over at Firestorm, who was staring at him unblinkingly for the better part of 10 minutes with the dumbest smile on his face ever, and Batman being the detective he is, deduced that something was wrong. Not because of the dumb smile, or the stares. But because Firestorm kept mumbling things like "Kill all humans" and "Eat the remains" for the entire time, and Batman started to grow suspicious.
So Batman put his best detective skills to the test and punched a hole in Firestorm's chest cavity just as the League was walking in.
"That was my beau you hurt there boy. You're in for a world of paintown courtesy of my fists and maybe my feet."
Superman had been dating Firestorm for months and was largely supported by the League for his finally coming out of the closet, and this was his tipping point. He exploded at Batman with all his anger and the League was right behind him.
The initial rush was enough to knock Batman through the spacestation and onto the moon. But he soon recovered and punched Superman off his feet while simultaneously kicking Kyle and Hal and headbutting Wonder Woman. The force was so great that they flew at least 2 feet, and were severely dazed by his assault. The four recovered and tried to engage Batman again.
But Batman was too slick, too battle trained for these warriors. He dodged lightspeed punches, he rolled with high powered kicks, he parried swords and tridents, and shattered shields and MM's goo hands. The League realized they'd need a different strategy if they wished to destroyed their traitorous ex League mate. So MM's mental powers formulated a plan with the League, and Batman soon found what they were thinking.
They used everything in their power to finally get a hold of Batman and threw him into the planet below.
---
"Is he dead?"
"No, a force like that could never kill Batman. He's too wily."
"Flash, we're going to send you to where Batman landed, and we'll be back, oh we'll be back muhahahahaha!"
"Be back in a jiffy see, and then we'll settle the beef with this duke! Yous give him the biznez, the old one two ya see and we'll be back to make him sleep with da fishes."
So after Hal gracefully carried Flash to his location, the League left on their task.
Flash, while having doubts of this plan, knew he had to hold Batman here or their plan was ruined. And he knew to accomplish this, he had to cut loose. So like a good boy, Flash tapped into the deepest reaches of his Speed Force and used it to blitz Batman.
While momentarily being overwhelmed by this assault, Batman gained some composure and fought back tooth and wing.
Batman may not have been able to move like Flash, but he could at least match his every move with his peak human reflexes. And Flash didn't like this one bit because that was his whole thing, being fast and shit.
So he called out his ultimate attack, the Infinity Mass Punch. Now, I don't need to tell you how much of a large ballsack moment this is, because we all saw that one scan where he hits that dude. But yeah, this shit is happened. Sit back and flick off.
So Flash starts landing IMP after IMP on Batman, and Batman's like "batdicks!" as he flies entire continents with each hit. So after about a thousand IMP's, Batman rolls with the last one as he winks at Flash through his cowl.
"Got your timing down Speed Lad"
And with those words Batman rolled backwards while his foot came up to an overextended Flash's jaw. WHATAHIT! Flash must have flew at least 4 feet with that shot, and he was out cold.
Suddenly the sky turned dark coincidentally as he just finished his kick of bat. He looked up in the sky and saw another planet. For the love of Bat, this was happening.
---
Mars lay poised to collide with the planet, and behind this, was one very angry scorned man who's lover had just been punched in the chest and died as a result of being punched in the chest. Along with the rest of the League who were also helping just as much, but we should attribute this feat entirely to Superman because his name starts with Super, and ends with Man, and Wonder Woman's doesn't. Although it does end in Man... confusing I know.
"Get ready Batman you gloomy dick and get ready to face your ass thoroughly getting handed to you by a planet."
Said Hal, who really had a way with words, while Kyle, flew down and saved Flash however before the collision.
And the League launched the planet directly at Bats. There was no escaping this one.
And then the unthinkable happened... Batman simply jumped out of the way and safely got away from the two planets exploding. However, the sirserker rage became upon his being again, and he snapped. In a fury, and covered by the League all slapping skins and butt pumping and other shit, Batman leaped straight at Kyle, tearing him completely in half.
*Gasp*
The League all said at the same time. And then Superman snapped again since Kyle was his backup who Superman was sneaking around with for weeks, and Superman headed straight for the sun.
Martian Manhunter and WW attacked Batman with the lasso and telepathy respectively. Martian Manhunter however was quickly turned into a puddle of Martian Manhunter when Batman's mind proved too strong, and WW's lasso was snapped.
Then Batman turned his attention to WW and shattered her Aegis bands before punching her out, and the resulting kablooey from her bands blowing up knocked out Guy.
This caused Aquaman to run back to the space station and hide under some bedsheets.
Hal was the last one left, but wait, holy shit, you thought I forgot about Superman, but I didn't. So anyway, Superman comes flying in and tackles Batman near the space station. Batman replies in kind with a kick to the stomach that knocks the wind out of Superman, and causes his super breath to blows Batman's beard around. This happens in seemingly slow motion for everyone as Batman's head sways from side to side.
Superman however, still has enough in him to lock up with Batman in a contest of strengths.
"I may not be able to move planets like you. Hell, I doubt I could even move a car. But what you'll never beat me in, is the strength of the human spirit!"
And with those words ringing in the cold void of space, Batman delivered a swift kick to Superman's leg, and popped him out cold with a jab to the jaw.
Hal squares up with Batman, and instead of engaging in a battle with the completely human opponent, he decides to instead talk to him.
"Why'd you do it Bats?" Why'd you kill Firestorm?"
"I could tell you, but instead, let me show you what I sensed.
...
You're going to have to fly me there, because I have no powers at all."
And they flew!!!!!
---
While at the table where Batman killed Firestorm, they investigated the body and found a small chip in his neck.
"Why golly jeeze, I guess we misjudged you Bruce. It turns out Firestorm was being mind controlled this entire time. And I bet Zealot was too! Boy, what a mixup!"
"Yes, misjustice was had, but now justice has set it right. Let's go collect the League and tell them our findings."
Soon afterwards, the League gathered around and had a good chuckle about the whole ordeal.
"Well, I guess we have no other option but to reinstate you. Hell, we should probably promote you for your bravery to stand up for what you believe in."
Said Superman flustered.
"This tech looks like Brainiac tech. But let's deal with that another day. I have to rebuild the entire world with a schematic I dreamed up while we were fighting."
And Batman did. And everyone lived happily ever after except Kyle, Firestorm, and the entire population since he only rebuilt the world.
He floated in darkness. He shivered from the cold. There was supposed to be no sound in space, but he could hear the screams of pain - the pleas for help. He was a hero. He knew that. He was supposed to help - but his body wouldn't respond. It was as if he was asleep - but at the same time not asleep - caught somehow in a dream where he moved in slow motion and everything around him - fleeting sounds and images - moved at near lightspeed. He tried to move - struggled - it was as if his limbs were too heavy to lift. He laughed - how could his limbs be too heavy to lift when he could control gravitons? With a mighty effort he forced his eyes open - blinking to clear the blurred images flooding his brain. He floated in debris, slowly spinning head over heels. His head hurt. Around him was a cloud of red frozen particles - his own blood seeping through his phasic shielding as the nanites from his uniform and within his body cleaned him, healed him, and discarded residue and waste products. The excruciating searing pain from his face and head began to make him nauseous. Combined with the spinning of his body, it was too much to bear. He heaved - but there was nothing to expunge. He could hear a voice at the edge of his consciousness. He didn't like the voice. It annoyed him. Leave me alone dammit! Can't you see I'm sick? The voice was insistent - demanding attention - telling him to do something. He strained to hear the voice. He didn't understand it - couldn't understand what it wanted him to do. His eyes fluttered and he slipped into the dream again. He didn't notice the Xandarian scout shuttlecraft as it pulled up beside him.
Annihilation: The Guerilla War
Serial 1
Echoes of the Past - Portents of the Future
Chapter One: Rescue
Drax placed Richard Rider on the emergency medical scanning table located in the aft area of the Xandarian scout shuttlecraft. Rider had a deep cut across his face and looked pale; as if he had lost a lot of blood. Rider had regained consciousness briefly upon being brought aboard ship - just long enough to ask Drax to help him learn to fight the Annihilation Wave. Drax held little hope that Rider would survive the next hour - much less be able to fight again.
The nanobots making up Riders uniform shifted slightly and a portion of them broke loose and floated up to eye level with Drax as they reconfigured into a mini-bot holographic projection system. The avatar of the Xandarian Worldmind formed around the mini-bot and stood before Drax. "There is no need to utilize the ship's emergency medical services. I am monitoring Richard. During his and Quasar's fight with Annihilus, he sustained a deep tissue injury to his face, a fractured zygomatic arch, a basilar skull fracture, a sub-arachnoid hemorrhage over the occipital area of his brain, contusions to the frontal and temporal lobes of his brain, fractures of C-6 and C-7 cervical vertebrae, and various chest and abdominal internal injuries. I have placed him in a coma and have ordered the nanobots permeating his body to begin accelerated healing. He will be unconscious for several hours; but I expect a complete recovery."
Drax had never liked AI's and he was finding it increasingly difficult to tolerate the one standing before him. "How nice of you to go about your unilateral decision making while we're all running for our lives together. In case you haven't noticed, we have Annihilus' entire battle fleet to evade. We need Rider conscious to form stargates in case we need to make a quick escape."
If the Worldmind noticed Drax's sarcasm, it did not acknowledge it. "I am well aware of our situation. I am monitoring the Annihilation fleet as we speak. They are unaware of our presence due to the cloaking technology on this scout ship. We will remain undetectable as long as we utilize the ship's warp drive. If we start opening stargates, we will give our position away to the enemy. Furthermore, Richard's medical condition renders him unable to fight effectively at this time. I am in the process of restoring him to battle readiness. In the unlikely event that the enemy should overtake us, I can form a stargate for a quick escape without need of involving Richard."
Drax stared at the Worldmind avatar before finally sardonically saying, "So tell me then O wise machine, where you think we should go to escape the Annihilation fleet?"
As always, the Worldmind had an answer. "Please set course for the Tauron system. The Tauron are Xandar's strongest ally and they have not yet been attacked by the Annihilation fleet. I have already been in contact with the Tauron government. They have mobilized their military and sent an escort to meet us."
Drax was angry. "So again you made an important decision without consulting me. I have no intention of going to the Tauron system. The Tauron Syndicate has a price on my head."
The Worldmind was prepared for Drax's reaction. "I am aware of the price on your head. Please recall that you were in my custody before I ordered your release due to lack of evidence against you. I have persuaded the Tauron Syndicate to accept my ruling and drop charges against you. It really is the safest destination for all of us at this juncture."
Drax's posture became stiff and defiant as he faced the Worldmind avatar. "What I ought to do is throw both of you out the airlock and take this ship wherever I please."
The Worldmind refused to respond in kind. "Remember, you were subdued and detained by the Nova Corps. You are currently in a ship owned by me, the Xandarian government. Even though Richard may be unavailable, I hold all the power of the Nova Force and I am far from defenseless."
Drax smirked and relaxed. His respect for the Worldmind had increased slightly when it had not allowed him to push it around. He would never let the Worldmind know that though. Deciding to choose his battles, he merely replied, "I really hate prissy, know-it-all AI's; but our choices do seem restricted and beggars can't be choosers can they? The Tauron system it is then; but I give you fair warning - Nova Force or no Nova Force - if the Tauron try to take me prisoner, I will hold you directly accountable and nothing will stop me from exacting my revenge against you."
The Worldmind nodded. "Understood."
As Drax went to the cockpit to adjust course, the Worldmind turned its analytic attention to Richard. His life-signs were erratic and he looked uncomfortable. He was rather restless and was mumbling something incomprehensible. A scan of his cognitive functioning indicated that he was experiencing a troubling recollection from his personal history.
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