A Batman Beyond/Young Justice/Static Shock/The Legion of Superheroes Fanfic
Future Misgivings
By: Malaizjan De Jesus
( assisted by Mark Palumbo for the 1st few chapters)
* This fanfic takes place after the end of all of the above-mentioned series. Eventually, Terry Mc Ginnis from Batman Beyond finds a partner-the legendary Nightwing. Dick Greyson's daughter, Meygan Greyson is the last of her line. Time Stalker, an enemy of the Greyson family, has gone through time, wiping out the line. With a time belt he stole, he has made numerous attempts to kill the current generation Nightwing to no avail. So he has created a solution-dump her and Terry into the past. *
-We do not own any DC characters. Meygan Greyson is my creation. I do not own the Greyson or Nightwing name.-
***Also, this is the true story of Meygan Greyson. After Pretty Princess read it, she felt it was too dark and she helped me write 'Future Dividends' with her sister, Angel. So get some tissues ready for this fic. And understand that I have to alter this fic to include Young Justice and take out the Justice League. This fic is also 8 years old and was never completed. So I will attempt to finish it. Expect random updates.***
Prelude
Gotham City.
Around the year 2040.
Two hours ago.
Wayne Manor.
The night was eerie quiet. And in Gotham City, it was a bad thing. All sorts of baddies lurked in the shadows.
Inque.
The Jokers.
C.O.B.R.A.
But for this new generation of bad guys, there was also a new Batman. The New Batman was cocky but capable. Of course, the new Batman would be-if the original was guiding him-which he was.
The Legendary Batman, Bruce Wayne.
Part-time Justice League member.
World's Greatest Detective.
Being forced out of being Batman nearly killed him in spirit. That is, until a teenager found out his secret.
That teenager was 15 year old Terry Mc Ginnis.
In the beginning, it was about avenging his father's death. Now, two years later, he was an important part of Gotham City. And just like his predecessor, he was also a part-time Justice League member, as well as a self-appointed protector of Bruce Wayne.
And a legend in his own right.
Recently, he gained a partner.
Meygan Greyson, Dick Greyson's 16-year old daughter.
The Legendary Nightwing of Jump City and Dakota City.
Six weeks in, and the two were still working out the details. Both were strong fighters. Terry was quick on his feet when it came to spur-of-the-moment plans. Meygan planned nearly every detail. She has amazing agility. He had speed. Both were headstrong and stubborn. But a loyalty was blooming. One that could hold this generation of the Dynamic Duo together.
If Terry Mc Ginnis could fully trust her.
He watched as Meygan pulled off her eye mask and rip off her violet wig. Her red hair was pinned up off her neck. Her eyes were also violet but darker, like a living shadow was trapped within them. "Lame night, old man. The Jokerz are off to jail…again."
"And the tech they were stealing?" asked Bruce Wayne, now over 80 years old, from his seat in front of the massive computer screen.
"Safe and untouched," Terry answered. He pulled off his mask and yawned. "Since I'm failing everything in school, I better turn in." He then pulled off his top, revealing the developing muscle beneath.
"You know, I didn't sign up for a strip show tonight but I'll watch." Max turned away from her laptop to watch Terry strip. With a big smile on her face.
"I hate girls," Terry murmured.
Meygan folded her arms in annoyance, her stance speaking volumes. Max was Terry's friend from school with very short pink hair. She was a real skilled comp hacker who figured out Terry's secret and wanted to be a full-time member of the team.
If Bruce Wayne would let her.
For tonight at least, she was part of the team.
"I'll take a final look outside before turning in," Meygan announced. "You want anything while I'm out, old man? Coffee?"
"You need to stop referring to Mister Wayne as 'old man'." Terry put his top back on. "You may have wormed your way onto this team, but I don't have to accept it." His eyes held hers with such contempt, as if she had blackmailed her way into the group.
"And it doesn't matter who your dad is," Max added.
Meygan glared at Max before turning her attention onto Terry. "I'll drop the two of you if you ever take that tone with me again." Meygan straightened herself up and pulled out her aluminum bo staff. "So if you two want to play alpha smack down with me, then let's go."
"Meygan, Terry, Max. Stop it."
The three teens turned to look at Bruce Wayne, who looked about ready to kill all three of them. And could, if his age hadn't affected his mobility so severely. "Meygan, go scout the manor. I'll see you in the morning." He watched Meygan slowly lower her bo and giving Terry a menacing look, made her way up the steps and out of the cave. As soon as he was certain she was gone, Bruce Wayne made his way to the two remaining teens, via cane. "I won't repeat myself again. She's on this team. Until Time Stalker is brought to justice. Static just recently became active again and Gear is out of commission. You two know that."
"Look, whatever happened between you and her dad is ancient history-" began Terry.
"Mc Ginnis."
It was a tone Terry knew all too well. He knew there were still some issues that never got addressed when Dick Greyson died five years ago in Jump City. He felt like that guilt was the reason behind the decision. Not that Static and Gear nearly died after their last battle with Time Stalker couldn't have been it as well.
"It isn't the guilt that made this decision."
"Then what?" Terry asked him, wanting a real explanation. "Because you didn't know Static and Gear took her in to raise her?"
"No." Bruce Wayne turned around toward the staircase, as if he was through explaining.
"Then what!?" Terry demanded. "I deserve an explanation! I will never accept her on this team! I would rather have Max on the team!"
"That wasn't a ringing endorsement, Ter!"
Bruce Wayne went up the steps without replying.
Meygan climbed into the window of her room. Her steps barely echoed on the floor as she closed the window behind her. Her room was strangely lit by the moonlight as she ignored the dancing shadows on the walls. Getting to the oversized canopy bed and sitting in the middle of it, she sighed. She was on edge, and it was partly due to Terry's comments about her.
She had no real desire to be on Batman's team. She needed the skills of the past and current Batman to help her find and kill Time Stalker. Gear's near-death six weeks ago rattled her enough to seek help elsewhere.
Besides, Time Stalker thought he took out Gear and severely injured She-bang, a member of the Dakota team, who Gear, Static and Rubber Band Man were members of. Static was injured too, but a couple of live electrical wires had him healing within hours of the fight.
It had to stay that way. Her aunt She-bang needed time to recover after he messed with her engineered genes to almost destabilize her, which luckily She-bang's parents were able to undo. And her uncle Gear…he was nearly blown to bits just because Time Stalker wanted to prove a point to her.
He could take her out with ease. Her current family was nothing to him.
The memories of all of those who she called her new family suffering angered her. She couldn't stop him from hurting the heroes that took her in, raising her as one of them. She knew Time Stalker was after Batman, both of them. He grew bored after his last battle with Static, Gear and the rest of them. She couldn't in good conscious allow any more heroes to get hurt or die. She may not be wanted by Terry, but she wouldn't allow another hero to be hurt again…unless it was her.
She survived the fire that took out her father, mother and brother.
She knew what Time Stalker could do.
She witnessed what he had tried to do to various heroes.
She knew his brand of pain well.
And she was the only one who could take him out…even if it killed her.
Crossing her legs into a lotus position, she began her meditation.
A knock came at her door.
She ignored it.
The knock came again, more insistent this time.
"Azarath…Metrion…Zynthose…" came her whispered meditative mantra.
Several minutes went by, and Meygan pushed the world around her away, and began to focus-
The door to her room was blasted off and Meygan stayed still, despite the splintering wood sailing pass her.
Terry stood in the doorway, watching Meygan's unmoving form on the bed. "I want answers."
Meygan sighed and opened her eyes. "You're an asshole. You broke my door." She stood up next to the bed, watching Terry.
"What message did you give him?" Terry demanded. "I know it had to have been a message that made the old man put you on this team. What was it?" He folded his arms. "I'm not leaving this room until you tell me."
Meygan walked up to Terry, her height barely topping Terry's chin. "None of your business. It was from one ex-partner to the other." Her tone matched the angered sparking in her violet eyes, the shadows in them beginning to storm.
Terry grabbed the front of Meygan's costume.
Meygan kicked Terry in the knee, buckling him. Her eyes widened when she was who was behind him. Her hands sparked with black spheres instantly, instincts kicking in.
"Hello, Nightwing." The voice was sarcastic as a wall of black flame came at her and a kneeling Terry.
"Move!" Meygan cried, putting up a black shield and kicking Terry in the rear to get him out of the way. The black flames hit the shield with a hiss and as Terry rolled onto his back, he was shocked to see Meygan use the shield to put out the flames. It was the same black shield that Time Stalker had used on them countless times in the past six weeks.
"What the-? How can you do that!?" he asked, getting to his feet.
"You know who my dad was. Guess who my mom was. But later; he's after the old man!" Meygan ran after Time Stalker, Terry suddenly forgotten in her room.
Terry got up slowly, rubbing his knee. "I wonder what else she's hiding?" He limped his way out of Meygan's room.
Max was heading to the front door when she heard a crash behind her. She turned around and saw a red blur go by her. "Hey!" She started after the red blur but got slammed into by Meygan from behind. Max saw the red blur slow down, turn and fire a black beam at them.
Meygan rolled them both out of the way as the beam missed them and hit a wall. Meygan untangled herself and yelled, "Damn it, Max! Get out of my way!" She didn't bother to check on Max as she chased after Time Stalker. Her focus was single-minded now. Time Stalker could not get to Bruce Wayne.
Max felt a pair of hands on her shoulders and she looked up. "Terry!? What the HELL is her problem!?"
"Time Stalker's in the house, Max! He's after the old man! Someone has to get to him first!" Terry ran after Meygan, a slight limp slowing him up somewhat.
Time Stalker made his way down the hall toward Bruce Wayne's room. He smiled, barely able to contain his joy and excitement. He thought of all the different ways to make the former Batman suffer before killing him. He felt something go pass his cheek, stinging him and hit a column of marble ahead of him. He turned around, and took a punch to the face by Meygan, staggering him back. He then dodged a batarang as it sailed by him. He pushed his nose back into place, sneering at Meygan as her hands and arms crackled with purple energy. "You're going to die today, Nightwing."
"Try it," came her response. The paintings on the walls were covered in a black sheen and came off the walls. With a flick of her head, the paintings flew at Time Stalker.
The villain dodged the paintings, and the works of art crashed into the walls, breaking into pieces. He smiled as he caught a second batarang aimed at his head. "You're running out of tricks, Nightwing." Time Stalker hit a button on his belt and he sped up to Nightwing as she moved so slowly to get away. Once he shifted back into normal time, he used his free hand to aim a black energy sphere at her stomach.
Meygan didn't have time to dodge it fully but tried anyway. Terry came out of nowhere and pushed her out of the way but caught the blast himself. He flew back into Max, who was running up to help them. The two skidded across the floor and Terry hit a wall, the crack of bone echoing.
Since she had been merely side-stepped, Meygan glanced back as she grabbed the front of Time Stalker's suit and threw him hard out of the hallway and past Terry and Max. She ran after him, leaping over the two other teens as Time Stalker came to his feet in the middle of the entrance room of the manor, smiling as Meygan came into view.
"As stubborn as your father, Meygan. Step aside so I can take care of business." He reached for the dial on the front of his suit and turned the crystal knob to the left.
"I'm not going to let you win. You stand down," she countered.
"Me? Stand down!? You can't stop me from killing heroes. Look at Gear and She-bang. Look at Raven, Starfire, the original Nightwing, your brother Mathen. Both Batmans are next. Followed by Static. Tell me, Meygan Greyson, are you ready to watch them all die? I want you to suffer in my time band, to relive their deaths over and over again as I rule all of time and space." His grin became demonic. "To see you lose what sanity is left would make my life complete." Behind him, a small portal began to open, growing in color and shape.
"Why my family!?" Meygan cried, wanting the answer to the five-year question. "Why kill them and me!? What did we do to you!?"
"I would say ask Raven but I killed her. So I'll give you this-why Mathen and you? Because you two were born to ruin my greatness- a greatness handed to me by my grandfather." The portal grew in strength, the winds picking up in the manor. Things were being sucked into the portal.
Meygan felt herself move toward it and she used her powers to create a soul-shield around herself to stay in one place. "Are you mad!? You're going to destroy all of time!"
"Maybe. But your death will be worth it. I will do anything to see you die." Time Stalker smiled as a weakened Terry held onto a bit of wall at the end of the hall and Max held onto him with her arms around his waist. "Make a choice, Nightwing. Me or Batman." He took a step back. "You can't stop me, and you know it. You're a quarter demon, girl. I'm three-quarters. I'm stronger than you. I have Trigon's blood in my veins."
Meygan's eyes widened. "That's not possible! He's dead, gone from all of time!" She heard Terry grunt and saw that he lost some of his hold on the wall, and Max was losing her grip as well.
"Trigon and I are one, Nightwing." He took another step back. "I will rule as he deems fit. You are not worthy to even exist! You never were!" Time Stalker watched as another chunk of wall hit Terry from the side, making him nearly lose his grip as more bones were cracked. "They don't have much time left. Choose, Nightwing." Time Stalker took another step back. "Me or them."
Meygan concentrated on the dial and turned it again without him noticing it. She could hear Max calling for Meygan to help but Meygan was focused on the dial, trying to fuse it to a different time, a different place. She had a plan that was only half-formed. But she had to try it-it was now obvious that she needed more help than both Batmans could give. It was a long shot. She mentally turned the dial again before seeing Terry and Max sail past her and Time Stalker and fly into the portal.
"Well…you made-?!" Time Stalker didn't have a chance to say anything more-Meygan tackled him and both ended up in the portal.
The portal sealed itself shut and all of the objects flying about stopped and fell to the floor, shattering pieces scattered everywhere.
Meygan caught up to Terry and Max and used a grappling hook to hook themselves onto Time Stalker. The gravity from the ribbons of time were almost crushing, and without the small protection Meygan's powers offered, the three of them would have been crushed. She had to think fast. Terry was obviously hurt and Max wasn't fairing all that great either.
She watched the different clocks go by, all either going forward or backward, and even some were showing different times and were stuck where the hands landed. She could see the faint ribbons of time, the fragile strands that were beginning to look strained with so many people hopping through the gateway. She was shocked that she could see the strains, even if faintly. That meant Time Stalker was right.
The two of them had the same evil grandfather.
She looked at Time Stalker, who was ahead of them. She watched him hit a button on his belt and another portal formed in front of him, and she knew she had to time her powers to push them ahead of the villain just right. He was going to leave them all there trapped.
Time Stalker grinned as he looked down and saw the three of them holding onto the grappling rope attached to him. He waited for the portal to widen before going for it. In surprise, he saw Meygan launch herself and the other teens ahead of him using her dark purple-covered hands and he smiled as he saw them ahead and then go through the portal first.
He gripped the rope of the grappling hook and burned it before he fell through the portal himself. With the same smile on his face.
As far as he was concerned, they were dead.
***So here it is. The prelude to a crossover that I never finished. So I have to alter the first chapter and the rest to get in the 2nd season YJ team. This is going to be fun…***