Author's Note: Yeah, I know, a really random update by me. I still really need to update my other story... sorry.
Inspiration: Savage Garden, "Universe"
Characters/Pairings: J'onnxOC
Summary: Alexis Davis' universe grew just a bit more that dreary November morning... Beware of random, deep rantings, fluff, and non-crack WTF-ery going on. You have been warned.
Disclaimer: Justice League, Batman, Cheetos, and, unfortunately, J'onn J'onzz do not belong to me. Alexis Davis, Darche Street and the plot of this story do, however. ;)
Was supposed to be a One Shot... Kinda snowballed from there. There will be a chapter two! :D
Two Minds, Consensual.Chapter One: Take You As I Find You
It was only slightly upsetting that the rain reeked of smog, but Alexis held her breath and tilted her face up to rid the problem. Surprisingly (except not really), there were no people on the street; they all had retired to their homes, or their bookstores, and their internet cafes. No one had the sense to just stop and let Mother Nature's feelings wash over them, as this auburn-haired girl did.
Alexis opened her eyes and let out her breath, glancing around the street, watching humankind's filth be washed away by the drumming curtains of water.
There were times when she loathed this city life, particularly since it was Gotham city life, and that was never good. This cleansing that came a few instances a month was nature's chance to rid Gotham of waste; the general waste of man that a vigilante like Batman had no control over- no matter how frightening he might appear to people. And, sure, Alexis was grateful to him and the Justice League (God, she was so grateful) but she always knew that there is so much more wrong with the world than common criminals.
Peopleas a whole were destroying and corrupting everything; the Earth was dying, she just knew it. She'd always figured that she knew this because of her 'ability', the ability to feel what people think, to really understand who they are. The ability to see how selfish they are, how much they hide from everyone else.
And yes, she did go out every time it rained just so she could enjoy it and sulk about mankind.
A heavy sigh escaped her, misting in front of her face. Her shoulders drooped.
"Pardon." She felt the presence before she heard the voice, but turned when he spoke to her.
He seemed to have just touched the ground (from the sky, she assumed), and towered over her at a good six-foot-seven or so. He had harsh eyes (but they didn't subtract from his overall calm and open appearance) and exceptionally green skin.
"You're the Martian. O-of the Justice League." She stated with only the slightest surprise (she had been wanting to see him in person, after all, but never imagined it would be in the middle of Darche Street, in a rainstorm).
She felt that the look he gave her was something akin to, 'No, I'm only green because it's in season…' but the stolid look on his face remained and he simply said,
"I am."
It was then that it really hit her/b that 'this is the Martian that helped save the world, he's standing right in front of you… do something, idiot!' and she jumped slightly, turning fully towards him and stammering, "E-excuse me; I—" but when she actually met his eyes, she halted, and again, she just knew.
"…you're a psychic." She stared wide-eyed; sheknew somethingwas special about him-besides the fact that he was a Martian of course- she just knew it!
His head moved in this odd, almost-human-affirmative way. "You as well." She stopped again, and this really, really uncomfortable silence befell. She didn't know why he wasn't leaving to be on his way, but she didn't mind either. She fidgeted a bit, and tried to speak again.'What the hell do you say to a Martian?'
"I'm sorry… what-?" The question died on her lips as he replied, "I saw you alone on the street. I was wondering if you required assistance."
"Oh- oh, no, I'm fine. Uh- my name is Alexis. Alexis Davis." She spoke awkwardly, deciding that introductions were the first, proper thing to do when meeting a stranger- particularly an alien one.
He did that odd affirmative thing again, almost a nod- "J'onn J'onzz. If I may ask, why are you out here? I've heard that this can cause damage to the human physique and mentality. I wouldn't stay too long." He motioned to the rain, holding his hand out to catch it. In her head, she thought she heard 'Peculiar Earth weather…' but that might've been her inner psychic talking.
She hesitated a bit, thinking 'That's awfully sweet, to be so concerned about a stranger…' "I just enjoy the rain. Thank you, though." Her mind went a mile a second, searching for something to get rid of this awkward air. 'There's so many questions, so many things I want to know, but this isn't the time to—' "Excuse me- uh, J'onn." The whole time his gaze never drifted from her eyes, so it was a bit unnecessary to catch his attention by saying his name- it was such a different name, she liked saying it- but even so, it established the tiniest bit of familiarity with the large, stoic Martian.
"Are all Martians psychic?" She suddenly inquired, and he— nodded, tilted his head, whatever it is— stating, "They were, yes." The emotion hit her with such force- she could feel the anguish that he felt, and she'd never met anyone who left their emotions so unguarded and open, for any psychic to sense. 'Something happened, something terrible has obviously happened—'
"Oh. Sorry, it's just, you're the only one with… you're the only other psychic I've ever met." He nodded (or whatever) again and stated, "Understandable;"-she swore his eyes glowed just a bit more red as he said this— "I sense that you are the only human to hold extrasensory abilities of such capacity." His eyes were normal again- if crimson red was as normal as they were ever going to get…
"Oh. Well." She was interrupted by an echoing in her mind; by J'onn's voice in her head; "I can also sense that you are psychically gifted with more than just telepathy." She stood still for just a moment, then stretched her mind's sight towards his, establishing the link. "Yes. Telekinesis." For some reason, it was so much easier to speak through her mind to his. "Impressive. Skilled telekinetics were rare to even Mars."
'Rare to even Mars.' Thatstatement made her feel special. "Thank you," she said, aloud, "That really means something." He nodded, and for the first time looked away, into the rain. "Alexis," She jerked when he said her name-perhaps he said it for the same reason she said his name earlier, but it didn't change the fact that it sounded very out of the ordinary, almost appealing, coming from his mind- "I know that you aren't just 'enjoying the rain'. There's more to why you're out here." She was thoroughly surprised this time, but shrugged.
"It's a long story." (She felt that he preferred this way of communication; that it meant something to him to be able to talk this way, so she kept at it.)
"Perhaps you could inform me sometime. It interests me." At this he looked back at her, then up to the sky, where she knew the Justice League Headquarters ('the watchtower', as she heard from the news) was orbiting around Earth. Must be a hell of a view.
Again, she was surprised, but nodded. "Sure thing." To her, that seemed to be his way of saying, see you again.
It struck her how odd this situation was, odd that the Martian randomly happened upon her on a dreary November morning, and they were making petty conversation, even though she was sure he had way more important things to do-like saving the world from the Imperium, for instance- but even then, she didn't complain. She then began to wonder what the hell he was doing in Gotham, while he could be in the Himalayas or the Sahara—if he truly wanted to see the beauty of Earth. But then again, he might not be sightseeing.
As if sensing her question (of course he could, she wasn't hiding it), he answered, "Batman."Oh, duh. Batman was- willingly or not- part of the Justice League, and- willingly or not- a citizen of Gotham City. "And I am sad to say, I'm quite certain he would not be pleased if I don't return soon." He turned slightly, looking at her and waiting for a response.
"Oh. Absolutely. It- it was nice meeting you, J'onn."
"Likewise, Alexis Davis." He nodded good-bye, and for the first time in a long while, Alex saw someone fly (Truly fly-not like Batman's fancy grappling) as he took to the sky. "The rain has cleared; I think it would be best you return home,"was his last thought to her before he flew away.
'And to think, I woke up this morning thinking it would be 'just another day in Gotham'. Precognition: obviously not my forte.' Dazed and numb, she turned and abruptly started home to get dry clothes. She tugged at her wet shirt, her awfully white wet shirt, and a sudden realization hit her. 'Oh, hell.' She quickly unwrapped her jacket from around her waist and tugged it on, concealing her black bra. 'Thank god he's not from Earth, otherwise this'd be really embarrassing.'
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J'onn stepped onto the Monitor Platform, where Flash was supposed to be 'on Monitor Duty', otherwise playing cards and consuming a bag of Cheetos.
"Hey, big guy! Long time no see. Didja make a new friend while you were away?" He joked with a grin, to which J'onn replied,
"Yes; I do believe so."
-- Fin.
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