Crossroads of Destiny

By: Asakane Kotoro

Batman/Static Shock Crossover. While on the run from Batman, a young girl with plant-based powers ends up in Dakota where she meets the local Bang Babies and Static Shock. StaticxOC, implied AndreaxBruce (Batman). OC's POV.


Asakane: This story has been in my notebook for ages. If you don't know who Static Shock is then either look him up on wikipedia or watch the show on Disney XD. Enjoy.


Disclaimer: I never have and never will own Static Shock or Batman or even Batman Beyond. All three shows/comics belong to DC Comic and Milestone Comics.


Chapter One: Dakota City

I let out a yelp as an inundate of fireballs were thrown at me. I had only arrived in Dakota City a few hours ago and someone was already chasing me. Normally I would be chased by a number of Meta-human haters, not by a Meta-human. But regrettably, my pursuer is a local Bang Baby that continuously causes misfortune in Dakota. And I just happen to be know him too.

His name is Francis Stone, also known as Hotstreak. Hotstreak's callous laughter reverberated behind me as he continued to hunt me with fireballs.

"Here's my 'welcoming present' for you, 'Mal'!" he said with a sneer. mustering an additional fireball, the yellow-red haired Bang Baby threw it in the general direction of my hiding spot. I had taken shelter behind a dumpster, much to my consternation. There was an explosion close by, causing me to come out of hiding.

I could feel the intense warmth of the flame as yet, another garbage can busted into flames close by. My silver tresses became singed from Hotstreak's pathetic attempts at catching me. Numerous citizens had already cleared the vicinity of downtown Dakota. Glancing behind me, I saw my former acquaintance smirking.

"Leave me alone, Francis!" I shouted, but he simply laughed.

"Or what?" the teenager leered more. Finding myself at a dead end, horror began to fill my entire consciousness, and my viridian eyes scanned the area for anything to fight back with, but no luck. I soon saw the outline of Hotstreak approaching me, radiated by the luminosity of the flames surrounding us.

"Well, well, 'princess'. What're you gonna do now?" his mocking voice chilled my insides. I don't know where or he got his fire powers but he sure was more threatening then our previous encounter. I vaguely recall hearing of an incident identified as "The Big Bang", where some kind of chemical was released throughout all of Dakota and the contaminated teens had developed all sorts of powers.

Could Francis have been one of those 'infected' teens? I felt like a frightened kitten, trapped in a corner with no means of getting to safety. That was the worse feeling in the world. Spinning around, I came face to face with Francis. A contented sneer adorned his lips as his left hand became enveloped by a small flame.

His entire body was shimmering with a purple haze.

"Finally trapped." he lifted his fire filled hand to strike when a beam of voltage caught his wrist.

"I don't think so, fireball!" came a new voice. A growl escaped his throat as the two of us looked up. Our eyes saw a boy on a hovering static filled disk. The new arrival wore a purple-blue getup with a white mask over the upper part of his face, and a pair of yellow goggles was perched on his head. The goggles seemed to hold back his dark brown-black dreadlocks out of his face as he floated there.

A lightening bolt decorated his chest. From the looks of it, this youth was only around my age and of African Descent. Light purple sparks stuck out from his right arm as he held a chain of static that had a grasp on my pursuer's wrist.

"Oh great, 'Hero' is here…" Hotstreak had a look of the greatest hatred on his face as he said that. The hero just let out a laugh as he jerked violently on the whip of static, causing the pyromaniac to be overturned onto his back with a loud bump.

"It's Static Shock, but 'Mr. Hero' to you, Francis!" My savior smiled, flying closer to us. Before Hotstreak could say or even try to break free of his bonds, Static focused his powers into his free hand and fluctuated yet another chain of electrical energy into the earth. With the electricity crackling in the soil, my liberator made a long metal (or lead) drainpipe ascend out of the ground like a serpent rising out of water, and the next thing I know, water gushed into the sky, making it drizzle all around us. The simulated precipitation soaked all the fires caused by Hotstreak, as well as him.

Static Shock beamed once more, "So this is what you were reduced down to," He said, "Beating up on poor, defenseless, but pretty girls."

Heat rose on my cheeks, but I swiftly shook it off and used this chance to sneak away.


I was totally wet through the bone by the time I had managed to slip away. I was now in another alley, with crumpling dumpsters and other variety of things. With mire on my boots, I slipped out of them and set them on a nearby brick wall before holding my hand out in front of me. Closing my eyes, I concentrated all of my thoughts, turning my brainpower into determination. Soon I felt a huge power consolidating in my left arm.

Leaning close to an old structure covered in vines, I transferred my energy to the plants, giving them life. The vine jolted and danceded with life. The vine grew and nearly without delay started sprouting flowers, every sigle one a variety of different colors. As this one plant grew, more flowers and vegetation sprouted out of the ground at my feet. Soon I was enveloped in plants and I had made a make-shift shelter out of the variety of plants.

Utterly tired, I fell into a bed of flowers and moss, and instantaneously fell into a quiet slumber. One filled with imaginings of a better place, and of Static Shock.


Asakane: Revised for the fourth time.. I hope you've enjoyed it. leave a review on your way out. Criticism is accepted but flames aren't. Flames will help keep me warm at night and during the winter.