20 Years from Now
"Supergirl!" Alex yelled at the alien as she blasted her way through the ice door leading into her fortress.
"That is not my name," the Kryptonian growled as she rises from her place in front of the computer monitors she was using to survey the entire planet.
"It was twenty years ago, Kara. You may not be the same person that I once knew, but I am certain that she still exists somewhere deep down inside of you," Alex answered as she pointed a kryptonite stunner at her.
"So that's how you humans greet family?" Powerwoman sneered.
Alex lowered the weapon to show that she wasn't here to fight. Just to talk. Something that no one was brave enough to do with her anymore. It took great guts or stupidity to try to do that with the most powerful being in the galaxy. So either Alex was out of her mind, or the bond that she once felt for her sister was overriding any common sense she had.
The DEO agent was no longer young. She wasn't adept anymore. Her skills had long since deteriorated along with some of her sight. And her skin was heavily scarred. Especially her right eye which still maintained the scorch marks she was given by her sister long ago in a fight that was entirely one sided. Her brown hair was still fairly long in a short haircut, but it was beginning to grey with the passage of time.
"You're right. Forgive me for thinking that that's how people greeted their families. But it's only because that's what you did. With mom, and Dad. Remember? Remember how you burned them alive with your heat vision?" Alex's voice cracked as she reproached her sister.
"That wasn't my fault. They got in the way." Kara sniffed. "Besides, attachment is a human weakness. And that hasn't been me in a long time. In fact, that was never me. That was just an act I had to put up and eventually got tired of."
"That was not an act. You loved them. And we loved you. You were everything good that happened to us. It was the red Kryptonite that did this to you. We weren't able to help you before. But now with the help of someone else, we'll fix where we went wrong."
"You won't fix anything you stupid little human. I won't let you. You're just a weak little pathetic human who is still dwelling in the past! This is who I am meant to be and this is the planet I was destined to rule." Powerwoman appeared in front of Alex in a blur of motion. "Besides, I know you too well, Alex. You talk a big game but in the end. You won't be able to harm me."
"That's why I'm not going. Right around now the time machine will be complete and he will go back in time to before this all started."
Location: Rebellion Headquarters
A team of scientists lead by a man in a black bat suit with a red symbol on the chest were busy putting the finishing touches on the device that they've been working on for years. They were so close to completing it. Just a few more circuits. But with Power Woman so close to discovering their secret project thanks to the increasing Tachyon activity emanating from the device. That's why they had to send in Alex to distract Power Woman in the final moments of the project.
The hidden bunker suddenly had its foundation shaken badly. Power Woman was here now.
"Hurry up. We need the time displacement ready before Power Woman can get here. She can ruin the plan in the blink of an eye," Batman railed.
-You sure you want to do this yourself?- an AI asked his master.
"Of course, I do. She killed Bruce. You should know what I would do to avenge his death, Alfred," the man's voice turned cold.
"We're done." One of the scientists announced interrupting Batman's thoughts as he closed up the lid to cover the wires of the sphere. "All we have to do now is test it."
"We don't have the luxury to do that." Dust came loose from the ceiling as another shockwave rattled the room. "We can only hope that the Martian will be able to hold her off as long as he can."
A hole in the ceiling broke through as a body dropped from above. J'onn J'onzz the Martian Manhunter and leader of the resistance looked at the corpse in recognition. It was Alex, the one person whom he was supposed to protect. He had failed.
Even though Alex had convinced him to let her go in order to stall Power Woman and he knew the risks that came with accepting it, he still felt responsible for the gruesome fate that met her.
Her head had been ripped clean off, the way Power Woman usually did with her other victims. Another person to add to her toll count. And another Danver gone at her hands. Finally, there wouldn't be anything that would tie her to the past. It was something that she was working to. And because of J'onn's compliance to Alex, she was now dead and the complex's location is compromised.
"This isn't like you at all, Martian. You're usually so protective of her. Did you slip up? Or did you finally stop caring and see what humans really are about," Power Woman said as she slammed down on the concrete floor.
"Supergirl, what have you done?" the green alien cried out in disbelief.
"Oh, I just took out the trash," she smirked.
"She was your sister. Not trash," tears welled in his eyes.
Power Woman threw a punch at J'onn's face sending him crashing through the stone wall and into the next room. He groaned in pain as the weight of the broken pieces of stone slowly crushed him. His body disappeared as he phased through the floor and came up behind Power Woman. She expected this as she threw a punch right in the area his heart materialized.
"You were too predictable, Martian," she spit as pulled her hand free destroying the organs inside in the process.
"You were supposed to save the world, not destroy it," J'onn's human appearance fell apart as his body demorphed into a complete Martian.
"I don't care," Power Woman flew through the complex at high speeds leaving behind a former friend as she went in search of the famed device destined to bring her down.
For a moment the entire building suffered the shock waves of Power Woman's flight in silence. But then the alarms began to ring as they finally registered the death of the Resistance Leader. Along with other people whom Power Woman tore through.
"It's time," Batman took the sphere from the scientist despite his protests.
He began to type in several keys on the interface that expanded from it in the form of a hologram when the Kryptonian slammed into him. The sphere rolled away from him as he slammed into the wall behind. He was dizzy but that was the worst that he felt. The Batsuit was able to absorb all of the impact save for the concussion that came from the blunt blow to the head.
"No." Batman shot a grappling hook from the top of his right arm's sleeve.
Power Woman blocked the shot as she snapped the cable and crushed his arm. He screamed in agony as he felt the bones snapping from his wrist. Power Woman let go and grabbed him by the throat to slam him against the wall. Cracks formed around the area where she was putting pressure. The Batsuit wasn't going to be able to hold up against this all this abuse.
They were both alone in the lab. No other people around. The scientists and engineers that had been helping Batman had long since run out. This would give him the ability to do anything he needed to do to escape her hold on him without having to worry about the safety of other people.
-Sir. If you would allow me to offer a suggestion, you still have the gold Kryptonite laced gas.- the AI suggested.
"Of course," he wheezed.
His left hand wandered to his utility belt from which a small marble popped out into his grasp. He then punched Power Woman as hard as he could and the thing popped. She reared in pain as she breathed in the gas. Batman was able to knee her and leave her gasping in pain on the floor. He picked up the sphere and finished calibrating it. Then with a final push of a button he disappeared leaving the Kryptonian overlord screaming in fury.
The event of time travel was unsettling to say the least. Batman had entered a vortex of black and blue that displayed the events from time and space. The Future of earth and its past. He mainly paid attention to the events that lead Supergirl to the path that turned her into Power Woman.
He began to pick up speed as a pinprick of white in the distance grew larger in order to greet him and smother him in the light. A sensation of his stomach and limbs and everything being torn apart met him before he fell to the floor.
The floor. He was finally out of there. It was something that he didn't want to go through again. And hopefully he wouldn't. Hopefully he would be able to complete his mission and undo the future he was from.
Once Batman gathered his bearings, he looked around to see where he was. The vortex seemed to have spit him out in a dark alley. The sounds of the city grazed his ears. Those were sounds he never heard in his life before. Mostly the only noise in his future was a cold silence. Cities of sound galore were reserved for the aristocrats that showed their support for the alien leader. And Gotham hadn't been one of them.
"Alfred? Where am I?" he asked the Artificial Intelligence.
-We are in the heart of National City. The relic lost to time. The home of Power Woman.-
"I'm sorry. I meant to ask. When are we?"
-It is the 13th of March 2016 sir.- Alfred replied.
"No. No. No. We were supposed to arrive earlier. It's going to happen tomorrow. What went wrong?" I demanded.
-I am sorry Master Wayne, but the device was designed to work with Master Bruce's physiology. This was as far as the device could manage with you using it. I was able to reconstruct the blueprints to suit your needs but Master Bruce had contingencies set in place.-
I sighed. Of course he did. My father always had plans for everything, even back up plans for back up plans. Sometimes I thought that he was just overly paranoid. But once I matured, I saw how shitty my world really was. That was the thing with being a kid. Everything is awesome thanks to the innocence we had. But once we grew up, the world seemed to change, but all that happens is that we understand what really goes on.
"No need to apologize, Alfred."
I was going to need to find a place to crash for the night. It was just 9 pm and I was already drained. Now that the adrenaline left my system, I was feeling the exhaustion my body was under. I'd be no good in a fight like this. Especially with a broken wrist.
Using the shadows of the city to my advantage, I snuck into a dry cleaners to gather clothes for me to use. I had no currency from this time period and wouldn't be able to get anything without resorting to stealing. So why not start right now. I was in a desperate situation. So I pulled out a wire from my suit and connected it to the device next to the register. Alfred told me that it was used to store digital data for currency. So after I finished, I ejected a plastic credit card from my belt.
"Alfred, can you create a database for me to blend into the time period?" If Alfred could insert me into the world's data, I would be able to have a phantom life imprint which would make it easier for me if I were to accidentally get arrested. Plus it would help me use the internet from here a lot easier.
-On it, sir.-
I finally decided to call it a night as I entered a motel. I no longer had the batsuit on and had it hidden in the new backpack that I swiped from the store. The clothes I also acquired suit me very well. A black overcoat covered a navy blue Tee and part of black jeans. It was comfortable and very useful for the current cold weather in National City. Though soon I would have to shed these layers and get new clothes before the weather got hot. Hopefully by then I would already have a job to accommodate my needs so that I wouldn't have to steal anymore.
The woman in charge there was cute and looked to be young. Around her early 20s. A bit younger than me. But not by much. She had slightly dark skin and had her hair pulled back into a ponytail. She didn't wear a uniform and instead had a tight blouse with transparent sleeves and a short skirt. She had makeup on making her look even more attractive.
"Girl's Night?" I grinned.
She smiled at me as she gave me key, "You have room 96-0."
Just as I turned to leave she called me back.
"What's your name?"
"Uh, I'm Terry. Terry uh, Mcginnis," I was taken aback by the question. I was not expecting her to ask that. And I had no plan for a name. Wayne wasn't a very common name after all, and it was owned by one of the wealthiest billionaires in this time, Bruce Wayne. I couldn't draw his attention to me. It was something my dad warned me against in his dying moments.
"Well then, Terry. I guess I'll see you around. That's if you plan on staying for more than just one night." She winked as she left her position to call someone else to fill in for her.
I could be looking to a good future here if I'm successful tomorrow. And I loved it.