.::Trinity Child::.
Creation
A/N: Hey guys! It's been over a year since I last updated any of the stories, and for those of you who were waiting on me to update them... I'm sorry! It's been a hectic past year and I rarely found time to even quench my thirst for comics nonetheless update my stories. I know, I know.. I'm terrible. But here I am! To make it up to all of you! A new story, new character but same old romance :)! Cheers to Batman & Wonderwoman! This is a really short chapter, but it's just to get the suspense kicking. I'll be sure to update in the next couple of days-or perhaps even tonight! Stay tuned!
Lex Luthor lumed over the the stark black laboratory table. He peered into the eyes of his own reflection casted by the gloss of the table top. His once vibrant green eyes were now worn and sported dark circles and heavy bags; a constant reminder of how many days it had been since he had gotten any shut eye. Days since Hugo Strange had proven himself useless to his cause. He brought his arm up and pinched the bridge of his nose as he let out an audible sigh. Like every other problem he had ever come across, he would simply have to get rid of it…somehow.
"Luthor," Lex's attention was directed to the person standing a few feet away from him, "I don't think-"
"Strange, I don't want to hear an 'I don't think', you've already had five days to think, I need a solution, I need you to DO something," Lex tried to cast his temper away but there was no point, he was frustrated and he needed Strange to understand that-to fear it, "Do you understand?"
Dr. Strange just grunted in response and turned his attention back to the monitor he was examining before.
"I have been running diagnostics and it just seems relatively impossible to combine the two strands together," Strange swiped at the monitor causing a much larger monitor to unveil itself from the ceiling of the laboratory. The suspended monitor lit up, casting a bright light throughout the laboratory. All sorts of gadgets, tools and experiments were visible.
"If you look here," Hugo tapped at the screen in front of him and in effect a diagram of a DNA molecule appeared on the large screen, "You'll notice that once combined, certain strands start to fade away. Then the healing ability of the two kick in and repairs and reconnects the broken fragments, BUT the interesting part is that instead of repairing it back to the previous state, humanstrands replace the broken ones."
"So what you're saying is that, You can't do this?" Luthor raised his voice as he jabbed a finger towards Dr. Strange,
"Luthor, you must know by now that I have the most advanced tools and mind to make this 'miracle' happen," Strange adjusted his glasses, "which is exactly why you came to me first,"
"What nonsense! Waller's facility-"
"Waller no longer conducts such experiments. After the incident that had happened a few months ago she resigned from S.T.A.R labs. She has a personal relationship with the league now. Do you recall?"
Lex, obviously uncomfortable, cleared his throat and straightened his tie, "That's hardly anything a little negotiation couldn't solve,"
"Mr. Luthor-in science, money is but a tool. Passion is the genius, the mind, the creator,"
They both became quiet as the doctor walked over to the only occupied medical table. Restrained by reinforced steel bracelets, an unconscious young man was tied down to the table. His eyes, arms, torso and legs were wrapped up in bandages and he had needles sticking out from at least 50 parts of his body connected to tubes and wires. Right above his heart was a triangle with lines conjoining the three points into the center and there was the number "00" written under the triangle. It was a scar that was traced by a tattoo, dark yet thinly marked. Strange pressed a button by the side of the medical table and the sound of air escaping tubes could be heard. He one by one began to carefully pull the needles from the boys body. Lex just watched cautiously from afar, he knew of Dr. Strange's crazed ideas and plans, the moment he joined efforts with this man, he knew that he would have to be careful around him. Plucking the final needle from the boys arm, Strange turned to Luthor and began to obnoxiously clap his hands.
"And thus, I present to you…MY first born child," He had a menacing undertone to his voice, "I thought it'd be fitting to name him, Trinity,"
A/N:
Andddddd... I'm back again! I know... it was a lot of reading, phew!
I'm still rusty and I'm sure I had plenty of grammatical errors, but besides that... let me know where you guys think this stories going to go! It's always interesting to see what people expect and take from a story-in this case a few sentences.
P.S: For those of you who are judging because the guys name is "Trinity", just think of it as a superhero title or something.
R&R! :)!