Rise of the Phoenix
Apparently dieing before your time causes trouble for more than just you, as I discovered after burning to death. Now I'm in everyone's favorite shithole, Gotham, trying to make my way as a freelance hero on the Dark Knights turf.
So, I've decided to continue with this story. For those just joining us, this story is inspired by DarkLord98s challenge on his profile, rules below:
Challenge: A guy from the real world thrown into DC universe starting from The Batman 2004 and continues from there to to either: teen titans cartoon or young justice
Rules:
Rule 1: the guy must be in the age between 14-19. If you start from 14, he must be 19 if you go to young justice or the teen titans time line from the batman 2004
Rule 2: No yaoi(Gay), Yuri(lesbian) or bi. I don't have any problem with any of the mentioned sexuality, but i don't want to read or write stories like that.
Rule 3: The character which you throw from the real world can have a power from a show of your choice, but it can't be overpowered or from the DC universe itself.
Rule 4: You can choose will your character be a hero, anti- hero, anti- villain or villain.
Rule 5: the major events must be allowed to happen but, the character is allowed to twist a little bit.
Rule 6: regarding the rule 3, you cannot give the character these following powers/skills: Rinnegan, Sharingan, Byakugan or Death Note.
Rule 7: if you are going to do a pairing, the age difference between the characters involved must be 2 years or less. And make the pairings and relation ships realistic, not something like this, a new guy just meets the teen titans and Raven is already devoted to helping the guy. and the if you do give the character a power that passes on genetically he is allowed to have the maximum of 3 girlfriends. no more.
So yeah, OC but not and Outside Chronicles (for once) and his powers are that of a Phenex from DXD. For those who don't know, thats Pyrokinesis, Aerokinesis and immortality along the same lines as Wolverine. By that I mean he can regenerate quickly. I'll probably add in another few fire based abilities later but for now lets dive straight in. Enjoy!
Chapter 1
Time for a quick lesson in Caveman 101. Fire hot, ow! And now for another obvious statement. Dieing sucks. Trust me, I know both of them first hand since I was burnt to death, flash fried in a fireball that quite literally came from nowhere. Fortunately, it didn't take long for the fire to kill me since, for the few seconds I was burning alive, it REALLY FUCKING HURT!
What I wasn't expecting was to wake up. When I next opened my eyes, it was to find myself standing in a perfectly circular chamber with a large number of mirrors and screens of various shapes and sizes covering the walls, each showing a different scene. In the center of the chamber was a swivel chair surrounded by keyboards and control panels, each of which was connected to an arm that allowed it to be moved.
Lounging in the chair, fast asleep with a string of drool leaking from his mouth was a man with short, brown hair that looked like it hadn't seen a brush in weeks, a five day beard, pale skin and a pair of square, black framed glasses that had fallen crooked. He was wearing tired looking jeans and a tatty shirt that had once been white, but had long since turned grey from to many washings.
I hesitated for a moment, before deciding that there was no point in standing around all day, so I walked over to the sleeping man and gently shook his shoulder. He snorted and tried to roll over, only to fall of his chair with a crash, before shooting to his feet with his glasses on upside down.
"I'm up, I'm up!" he shouted, "I wasn't sleeping on the job, honest!"
His accent placed his nationality as british and his awakening showed his eyes to be green.
"Wait, you're not the boss," said the man as he spotted me, "How did you get here?"
"Thats a very good question," I said, "Last thing I remember is burning to death."
The young man raised an eyebrow and turned in his chair to face his many control panels, bringing up a file on screen with my face on it.
"Hmm, lets see, Richard Fenix, age 16, species human, scheduled to come up here never. Huh, interesting."
He turned to me.
"This is you isn't it?"
I nodded.
"Why is species on their?"
"Their are more things between heaven and hell than appear in dreams of men," said the young man, "I watch over a lot of worlds and many different species so its kinda necessary."
"What do you mean?" I asked, "Who are you anyway?"
The man looked up.
"Oh, sorry," he said, "I should have introduced myself. I'm Dis Lexic, an Overseer of the Multiverse. Its my job to keep this segment of Creation working and making sure that any issues are dealt with before they get big enough for the man upstairs to get involved."
"So what, your an Angel or something?" I asked.
"Not exactly," said Dis, "I'm more like a technician. The Angels are the Almighties strong right arm, his police force if you will."
"Right," I said, not quite sure what to make of the explanation, "So why am I here exactly?"
"Because you died before your allotted time," said Dis, "It happens occasionally and always makes a total mess of things."
"Why?"
"Because the Souls can only go to heaven or hell after their allotted time has past," said Dis, "You were supposed to live for another 90 years and die of a heart attack during the discovery of Aliens."
"Wait, aliens are real?"
"Yep, Kryptonians if I'm reading this right. Apparently the Krypton in your universe isn't scheduled to explode any time soon."
"Huh," I said, not sure what to make of that little tidbit, "So what now? Are you going to send me back?"
"Your body in your old dimension was nearly completely destroyed," said Dis, "Besides, time passes differently here and you've already been buried. You can't move on and you can't go back to your old dimension, the only thing I can do is shift you sideways."
"Sideways?"
"Into a different dimension," explained Dis, "It'll be one you recognize and I expect you won't end up being entirely normal."
"What do you mean?" I asked.
"When people get shifted sideways, they tend to gain powers related to death and rebirth," said Dis, "The last person I needed to shift ended up with the Phoenix Force."
"Jean Grey?"
"Thats the one. Shame she ended up going nuts because of it."
I gulped.
"Soo, where am I going?"
"Pick a door," said Dis, indicating to a pair of identical doors that hadn't been there before.
"Where do they lead?" I asked.
"Your new home," said the Overseer, "Not even I know where they lead. Don't worry, though, I've already taken steps to make sure you don't get consumed by whatever power you gain. You'll start again with a clean slate, new memories and a new life."
I paused, my hand inches from one of the door handles.
"I won't remember my past?"
Dis shook his head.
"You will," he said, But those memories will be overtaken by new ones and suppressed. They'll be there, but they won't be important. Its how we prevent those we have to shift from getting homesick."
I swallowed and turned back to the door.
"Alright, you can do this," I muttered and opened the door.
3rd person POV, empty warehouse in Gotham
"Get that fire out before the whole place comes down!" shouted the fire chief as the Gotham Fire Service scrambled to to stop the blaze that was rapidly consuming the warehouse before it could spread.
Fortunately, it seemed that luck was on their side for once and the fire crews were able to get the blaze under control before the fire could spread to one of the warehouses full of unstable chemicals that could explode and likely create a new supervillain out of some unlucky sod who was standing too close.
With the blaze now out, the fire fighters moved in to ensure the fire was actually out and the see if they could find the source of the blaze in an apparently empty building. What they found instead was a corpse, charred beyond recognition and in the middle of what looked like a blast circle. It seemed like the corpse was the source of the fire, but no accelerants or bomb residue could be found anywhere and it didn't make any sense for someone to burn down an empty warehouse, even if someone wanted to get back at the owner. After all, while it could be a little expensive, a warehouse is fairly easy to replace.
However, the corpse was the only lead they had, so the Fire Chief had the body sent to the labs for testing, just in case. It was loaded into the coroner's van and he drove away, leaving the firefighters and police to clean up. However, not everything is as it seems and Dis hadn't been joking when he said that people sent sideways often gain powers related to rebirth and what is a better symbol of rebirth than the legendary phoenix?
The inside of the van began to heat up to the point that the body bag began to melt as the blackened and charred body began to shake, rattling the trolley it was on.
"What the hell," muttered the driver, stopping the van and getting out.
He moved around the van and opened the back, releasing a cloud of steam and revealing the body in a puddle of molten plastic.
"What the hell is going on?" muttered the coroner, climbing in for a closer look.
He reached out and touched the body, which proved to be a mistake as its eyes seemed to open, revealing twin pools of orange light.
"What the..!" gasped the coriner, trying to pull his hand away from the not-so-dead body, only to find that his fingers had frozen to it.
The ice quickly moved up his body, covering him completely before he could even scream, before it began to spread all throughout the inside of the van, starting from the charred body as glowing cracks began to appear and the blackened shell began to fall away, revealing pale skin. Finally, with a loud explosion and a sound like an eagle's cry, the shell shattered, releasing a huge wave of fire that erupted out the top of the van, forming into the shape of a bird and blasting away the clouds that covered the city nearly 24-7.
And thats the end of this idea. Let me know what you think and no comments about Dis. He's based on me, design wise and won't be appearing again.
Now, as for Rich, the main character in this story, his powers are based on a variety of fire users throughout all sorts of stories. The ice comes from his ability to draw in heat for a power boost or to speed up his healing.
And with that I'm done. Tell me what you think in a review!