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Chapter: the wanderer
You know I've been through a lot these few past years as I've hopped from one dimension to the next. First it was a world that was constantly at war then it was another world where nuclear devastation took place. on and on I've been traveling from dimension to dimension trying to get home to my own dimension. Thing is I've never been that lucky, what I mean is that every time I get close to home I get dragged away to another or am stopped by some random disaster and I felt the need to help those in need. You know what they say if you help every person along the way you'll never reach your destination.
Their partially right you know, but I still do it anyway. I do it because of my wanderlust I suppose, the very thought of these amazing and beautiful worlds that await me I can't help myself, but want to see them I suppose.
Which leads me to my current situation which is me arriving through a portal in Gotham city docks. To be more precise an empty and rundown warehouse. I quickly go outside of the warehouse and see if I can't find a fresh newspaper. fortunately to my luck in the trash cans near the warehouse there's one good and fresh looking paper still intact. "the Gotham gazette" it reads along with the date and time. So, I'm in the dc universe then. I put the newspaper down and move back into the warehouse and stop to look at it more closely.
As I look around I see one thing on the wall that I recognize immediately. It's a painting of the batman on the large wall. I look around some more and discover that I'm in the same warehouse that the bats gang from Gotham city imposters use as their main hq. thing is no-ones here, it doesn't look like any bodies lived here in several years.
I check around to see if I can't get an idea of what happened here. What I find is a journal of some kind along with several weapons stockpiled on a rack. Along with many of the gadgets that the gang used in the game as well as the outfits. There's also a large safe with a few thousand dollars in it.
I open the journal and find out some interesting information from it. One I'm in Gotham, two the gang never really took off as the leader of the group and mastermind behind the whole imposters event had died from what I can tell is heart failure from using the drug that made him look like the joker. Three the man had died in a hospital and not here as the last entry from the journal details him "going to the hospital for the final time" and since I see no jokers or bats running around I can conclude this. Fourth and finally I have determined when I am in regards to the whole universe timeline as from the journal compared to the newspaper I found there's only two months' difference time wise and speaks about "robin" singularly in robin meaning Jason Todd hasn't come around yet and some of the worst villains have yet to pop their heads in.
I look around me and look at all this equipment and have exactly three choices here. One I could go find batman and convince him to help me witch by the way will be a feat on to itself. Two I can work as a mercy until I have enough money and enough contacts to build a portal home. Third and final choice I could live here for the next decade or so and go along for the ride and drive the heroes and villains up the wall.
I smile and start moving some of the equipment around and get comfortable. I find the couch which surprisingly is very comfortable, take a seat and look out into Gotham.
"option c it is then, let's just hope bats can handle a new migraine" I say as I think about all the fun I'm about to have messing with the heroes and villains of this world.
AN hey folks if you like this review if you any real suggestions. otherwise im going to focus more on my other storys.