Before you start reading this story there are some things you need to know:
#1 This a 'Creepypasta' and 'Young Justice' crossover. And before you say anything the answer is no. This isn't a horror story where something unusual happens in the 'Young Justice' universe that turns it into some crappy lost episode or a torture porn. It's a simple and basic crossover where the characters from the 'Creepypasta' fall into the 'Young Justice' Universe.
#2 This story will contain 4 of my 'Creepypasta' OCs. Origin stories can be found in my bio. Dick move? Yes.
#3 This story won't contain too much gore and blood. But it will still have bad language, some dark humor, and probably pairing. BUT NO FUCKING LEMON!
#4 Feel free to ask for 'Creepypasta' characters that you want to see in the story.
#5 The chapter titles will all be named after Metallica songs. Why? Because of Metallica is so awesome, and I suck at finding creative chapter names.
#6 I'm also open minded for any ideas you have.
And finally, I don't own any of these characters in this story, besides my 4 OCs. Which their origin can be found in my bio. Go check it out, in my bio. This is not a hopeless and desperate attempt to make my OCs likable.
Why I'm making this story? Because for some reason nobody thought about it until now. JESUS PEOPLE! What do you do with your lives?
Hit The Lights
"I'm telling you, He won't talk. I've tried everything" desperately said one man to the other.
"Everything?" the second man questioned. "Why do we even need to ask questions. He's too stupid and obviously not working for someone higher. He's nothing more than some low-class criminal".
"Yeah, but..." the first man paused for a second and looked through the one-way glass at the prisoner. "Didn't you see what he did out there?".
"So what? He was probably on some high and powerful drug" the second officer pointed out.
"I don't know man" the first officer replied as he kept on watching the prisoner.
Behind the one-way window sat a young teenage boy by the table as his hands were cuffed to it. He had a blonde hair and two pairs of blue eyes.
In a situation like this, anyone would freak out as they demand their phone call or an attorney. But this one was different, instead of being shocked or frightened he was grinning or rather smiling. His body was in a complete relaxation but kept his head low so he won't give the guards any hints. As if he had planned this from the whole beginning.
The only thing that was left now was... Waiting.
Ever since he was brought into the station... No! Ever Since he was caught by the police, he kept his mouth shut and didn't say a word.
One hour earlier.
On a busy Monday afternoon, and inside the Gotham national bank. Crowds of people were filling the building like a swarm of cockroaches. On any usual day, you could find countless people bumping into each other or trying to find some spaces to breathe, and this was one of those days. But, it stored a little surprise.
After a very busy day, it was due to closing time. The crowd of people slowly started to disappear, leaving nobody but a few number of people. The employees were finally able to relax as they were about to serve the last customers and prepare to close the bank. Among those few citizens stood a group of three females, but those weren't any normal civilians. They were what the world refer to as superheroes.
There was a redheaded girl with green eyes named Barbra, also known as Batgirl. A blond haired girl with blue eyes named Cassandra, also known as Wonder Girl. And finally another blond haired girl, but with gray eyes named Artemis, also known as Tigress.
"I really got to admit girls, I had fun today, " Artemis told her friends with a smile.
"And that was the point" Barbra informed her and she replied with a smile. "We're both happy that you're happy".
"Thank, girls". Artemis hadn't been the same lately. After Wally West sacrificed himself for the sake of humanity, she had been going into a stage of depression. That was until Barbra and Cassandra desperately dragged her out of her room and offered her a nice girl time hangout. And she had to admit, it was enjoyable.
"You should see how we really have fun on amazon." Cassandra joyfully said. "We fight the beasts in a fight to the death as true warriors...".
"Cassandra!" Barbra quickly interrupted her with a glare.
It didn't take long for Cassandra to realize what she just said. With wide eyes, she quickly covered her mouth and tried to apologize "I am so sorry. I didn't mean to..".
"No, it's okay. I know you didn't mean any harm" Artemis quickly replied.
The situation was now turned into an awkward silence situation.
Ding!
Talk about being saved by the bell. The waiting line quickly moved and it was now their turn.
"Well, it seems that it's our turn" Artemis nervously chuckled.
The girls made their way the register and they were greeted with a smile.
"Welcome to the Gotham national bank how may I..."
Bang!
The room was suddenly filled with silence and gasps the moment they heard the fire shot. Artemis quickly turned around and soon did the other. In front of them stood what appeared to be a boy in his early twenty's. He was wearing a gray hoodie as it covered his face. A line of gray smoke was coming out of the recently fired gun. He lowered the gun and pointed at his surroundings.
"Nobody move or guts will fly!" he yelled.
Everyone started to panic and scream. In the situation like this, the girl could easily stop a simple bank robber, but they would also risk the exposure of their identities. All they could do was play along and hope for someone to come and rescue them.
The boy was obviously annoyed by the screams and the panic, so he shot another bullet to get their attention. The crowd of people suddenly stopped and brought the attention towards the armed boy.
"I want every single one of you to lay on the damn ground!" he yelled again.
Everyone did as he demands including the three superheroines. The boy walked towards the register and aimed his gun at her "Open the vault".
The woman was too scared and didn't dare to question his demands. The woman quickly rushed towards the vault and started entering the combinations.
In the meantime, the boy turned his attention towards the hostages and ordered them "I want everyone on their feet". The hostages slowly started to get up like they were ordered to. The boy's attention was caught when he heard the sound of the large vault being opened, so ordered once again "Now, everyone into the vault".
It didn't matter how odd the demand was, they did what he demanded. They slowly started walking into the vault as the boy carefully eyed them. Once everyone was inside the vault, he took his gun and aimed at the female employer. Her eyes widened as low sobs and moans escaped from her mouth. The three superheroines helplessly watched as the criminal pointed the gun at the defenseless innocent woman.
Cassandra's rage rose as she was about to go berserk on the boy. Before she was able to make her move Artemis grabbed her by the arm. Cassandra angrily watched Artemis shaking her head, tell her to shake off the idea. And with a groan, she did.
"How long until the cops arrive?" the boy demanded.
"W-What?" the woman was too scared and didn't understand the question.
The boy exhaled and replied, "I really hate asking a question twice". His grip on the gun tightened.
The woman was stuttering and shaking in fear. She tearfully watched the boy slowly losing his patience. Suddenly police sirens were heard from the distance and the boy's ear caught the sound. He turned his attention and away from the woman. The woman started gasping for air and she was thankful to be alive.
He walked towards the window of the building and looked through it. The outside was pitch black when suddenly bright flashes of red and blue were seen from the distance. A grin formed on his lip and he took off his hoodie to ravel his face. He then shoved his hand into his pocket and took out what appeared to be a police radio.
The tires of the cars roughly squealed against the street and they soon stopped. There were around eight cop cars with each one holding two or three officers in it. Each one of the officers were armed with guns and ready to open fire.
One of them carried a megaphone in his hand and ordered it "Lay down your weapons and come out with your hands up! We have the place surrounded!".
The grin on the boy's face widened Never gets old.
He turned on his radio and a screechy feedback was heard. His fingers turned the dial until it caught the frequency. "Ah yeah, and who am I speaking to?'.
The voice on the radio was caught by a senior commissioner "This is commissioner Jim Gordon. Identify yourself".
"Ah, Jim Gordon. My name is Miles. I gotta say I didn't expect this much of a company" Miles said while absorbing the outside through the window.
"There's nowhere for you to go. Come out peacefully and surrender" Jim told him.
Miles simply chuckled and replied, "And leave this mine of hostages without any observation".
Jim didn't reply and instead, he started thinking. He turned his gaze towards one the officers and asked, "How long until one of the superheroes arrive?"
"It shouldn't take longer than a few minutes sir" the officer replied.
Jim nodded and pressed the button on the side of his radio "Judging by the fact that you won't surrender peacefully, I say that you have some demands"
Miles clapped his hands and annouced, "Ding! Ding! Ding!".
"What are your demands?".
"Well, first of all" he began and took a few steps back and forth "I'd like a double cheeseburger with a happy toy inside. And make sure that the toy isn't a rhino, I have a lot of those and I really hate repeated collectibles".
"Very funny. Tell what you really want" Jim angrily replied as he was about to lose his patience.
Miles playfully chuckled but quickly turned serious. "What I want is simple. I want one line phone call with a military base, specifically the one in section 27B"
There was no response. This demand left a huge shock on everybody's face. It wasn't until moments later when Jim replied, "A-And what makes you think that we're able to do that?".
"The local police keep an emergency hot-line with the military in case of national security matters, alien invasion, and meta-human attacks that are beyond level 5".
Jim wasn't going to give a lunatic, a hot-line call with the military. But also he wasn't going to let innocent people die. There wasn't much time or any other ideas. He needed a miracle.
Luckily, help arrived in the form of a bright red and yellow streak.
The streak died in front of the commissioner and revealed a young boy in a yellow jumpsuit stripped with red lines. He was the scarlet speedster formerly known as Impulse. He was now taking the identity of Kid Flash to honor the memory of Wally West.
"What seems to be the problem commissioner?" he quickly asked.
"A simple armed robbery, but we're in a tight situation" Jim explained.
Kid Flash raised his hand to stop him "Say no more. I'll be right back".
With that, he charged with full force and speed towards the door and busted it. It took him less than a millisecond to locate the criminal. Noticing that he was far enough from the hostages, he charged towards him.
But the second he got near him, he received a punch in the face. The fist powerfully connected with his face and caused his to lose balance and powerfully slam against the wall.
"Fucking cops" Miles angrily muttered under his breath as he waved his hand to ease the pain. Then, he slowly made his way towards the downed superhero.
Kid Flash was in a shock, both physically and mentally. He never expected that someone could be able to hit and cause some damage on him. He slowly started to recover, but he still didn't know what hit him. Punching someone in the face while they're running as fast as the speed of light could cause some real pain.
But the pain didn't stop there.
Suddenly he felt a hand grabbing him by the hair and forcefully pulling his head.
"Shocking isn't it" was the last words he heard before screaming at the top of his lungs from the sudden pain. Miles kicked him in the back of his leg joint as hard as he could. The kick went from the joint to the bone, cracking it. Flash hit the floor with a thud and quickly grabbed his leg from the pain.
"Your heart beats faster than any other human. I'm also guessing that you heal faster than them too". With that, he grabbed his other leg and raised above the ground "Which mean that I don't have much time". He stomped on his other leg and listened to the sound of bones being cracked as if they were music to his ear. And Kid's screams from out of pain made it much more enjoyable for Miles.
The hostages watched in horror and shock as their hero was being brutally beaten. But no one was more terrified than Artemis. Her heart was beating so fast that it was hurting her chest.
Miles grabbed the helpless Kid flash by the neck and dragged him towards the door. He slightly opened the door, but instead of throwing him out, he kneed him in the face and watched as his body was being rolled down on the stairs. The cops were taken by surprise as their jaws were dropped and their eyes were widened, some even had a feeling of sickness in their stomach.
"Jimbo".
Jim slowly looked at his radio and raised it in front of his mouth with a shaking hand "Y-Yes?".
"You don't mind me calling you Jimbo, do you?" But he didn't let him respond "Of course you don't. You know what I really hate about cops Jimbo?" and just like before he didn't wait for an answer "In situations like these, they talk to you as if they were your best friends and just when you lay your guards down they stab you in the back. And they say that we're the bad guys".
"W-What do you want?" Jim was truly scared.
"Like I said, I want my phone call" Miles angrily replied. He was getting tired of asking the same question over and over again.
"I-I can't do that".
Miles pinched the bridge of his nose and slightly exhaled. There was a small pause before he said, "Just so you know, you made me do it".
He picked up his gun, which dropped earlier and walked towards the vault. The people backed away as far as they could and kept their distance from him. Miles stopped by the door and eyed a specific girl. He raised his gun and aimed at her "Redhead, come here".
Barbra swallowed hard as she watched the gun being pointed at her. Thinking that she didn't have a choice, she slowly walked towards him.
Miles raised the radio near her face and said "Talk".
Barbra did as she was told, but stuttered "H-Hello?".
A voice yelled back faster than a speeding bullet "BARBRA!".
Barbra's eyes widened "DADDY?".
But Miles took the radio away before she made any further conversation. "You see Jimbo, you made me do it. Threatening others with their loved ones is the dirtiest trick in the book, and I don't like it".
"I SWEAR TO GOD! IF YOU HURT HER I'LL KILL YOU!" Jim angrily threatened from the other side as all kinds of emotions rushed into his mind.
"The phone call!" Miles slowly yelled.
"Okay, Okay, I'll do it. But please don't hurt her" He could've heard him almost sob and beg.
"I give you my words that I won't harm anyone if you're willing to cooperate" with that he turned off the radio.
As he was waiting for a response, he noticed some of Kid flash's blood on his hand, it was still wet and warm. He moved his hand towards his mouth and licked the blood, but quickly spat it out Fucking O minus.
He suddenly heard a feedback from the radio. He pressed the button and addressed the caller "Yes?".
"This is general Harvey Cale Daniels. I was informed that you wished to address me" Harvey told him.
"Yeah, I was kind of hoping that you could help me find this friend of mine,wasn't" Miles said as he collapsed and relaxed on one of the employ's chairs. "He's about this tall and statute shaped like. His face is kind of bloody with two big green eyes and sharp teeth. Oh, and I almost forgot, you need to keep looking directly at him or he'll snap your neck. His name is The sculpture, but others prefer to call him SCP 173. Sounds familiar?".
Although weren't any response Miles could hear the general's breaths exiting his mouth.
"How about this one. He's a large, vaguely reptile like creature of unknown origin. He's kind of intelligent and hard to kill. They call him SCP 682. Rings any bell?".
"Who are you!" demanded the general.
"My name is not important. What's important is what I'm going to do. I know that you keep more than those two. Those monsters are unstoppable. You can't control them" with each sentence his voice was rising and his teeth were gritting.
"I appreciate your concern, but you have much bigger problems to worry about".
Miles was about to yell, but he quickly calmed down. "If I were you I would tighten my security because I'll be coming for you, and I'll kill each and every single one of you scumbags. And I give you my words on that".
General Daniels chuckled and replied "Good luck" and ended the transmission.
Miles dropped the radio on the floor and stomped on it until it was shattered into pieces. He then threw the gun away and made his away towards the door.
And by this point, there was only one thing that was running in his mind Phase one is complete.
The two officers uncomfortably kept on watching Miles through the one-way window. The entire time Miles was just sitting there without making a single sound or move. The two officers didn't know what to do next. There was literally no information on him, other than his name and cause of arrest.
Suddenly the door was opened without any warnings. The two officers turned their gaze towards the door and met with a boy, probably haven't reached his thirties yet. He had a dark brown hair and a pair of green eyes. He was wearing a fancy suit and didn't show any signs of emotions.
"I'm sorry but who let you in?" one of the officers asked.
Instead of replying the boy reached into his jacket and pulled something out. He lightly threw it at the officer who was able to catch it. The boy turned his attention towards the prisoner with curiosity filling his eyes.
The officer carefully examined the badge that was handed to him, but he was still confused "Is this some sort of joke?".
"I can assure you it's not" The boy dryly said while still absorbing Miles.
"Aren't you a little young to be a detective" he reread the name on the badge and added "Detective Liu Woods".
Liu turned his gaze towards the two detectives "Is that the guy who robbed the bank earlier?" he asked while pointing at him through the window and completely ignoring his questions.
The officer slightly groaned, but replied, "Yeah, so?".
"And he hasn't said anything?" Liu asked while turning his gaze once again towards Miles.
"No. Nada".
Liu had a theory and quickly nodded in agreement "I want you two out of this room".
"What?" the officer exclaimed.
"You had your chance now it's my turn" he replied as he insisted on getting them out.
The officer scoffed and exited the room "Whatever, you're just wasting your time. He won't talk".
A victorious smile was formed around Miles' face. Not only everything was going according to his plan, but he's also about to have some extra fun.
Liu entered the room and carefully eyed Miles. He took a seat in front of him and began "Nobody is watching we can talk".
Miles slowly raised his head with a confused look "I'm sorry, but I don't know what you're talking about".
"Don't play stupid with me! I know that you're one of us!" Liu almost yelled as he slammed his fist on the table.
"One of whom I may ask?" Miles politely asked.
Liu was about to lose his patience "This is your last chance. Why are you here? What's your angle?".
"I'm sorry detective, but I'm just a simple low-class criminal who tried to rob a bank" Miles kept his emotions steady.
Unlike Liu, who couldn't hold it and snapped. He quickly reached to him and grabbed him by his hoodie. He looked at him deep in his eyes with those emerald eyes that were filled with hatred and anger.
Miles still kept his cool and replied the stare.
After a desperate attempt, Liu let go of him. He got off his chair and headed towards the door. But before his hand could touch the handle, Miles spoke.
"By the way, Jeff always said that you were a hotheaded, but I always thought that he was exaggerating".
Liu's blood started to boil. His heartbeats began to raise rapidity. He gritted his teeth as hard as he could from out of rage. He could kill anyone who dares to mention his name.
He turned his head around and walked fast towards him. Miles could feel Liu's heartbeats going berserk. And the way he played with emotions, he liked it.
Liu grabbed him once again. "Say his name one more time, I dare you!" with so much rage he spat.
But Miles didn't even flinch. In fact, he saw this from miles away. "Tell me, is this you or is it Sully? But either way, you should be careful. You don't know me, and you don't know what I'm capable of. But I know you, and I know exactly what you're capable of".
"I'm willing to take that chance" his green eyes glowed as he growled.
"Are you?" Miles looked at him directly in his eye. The question caused Liu to flinch. "You don't know if the same rules apply around here as they do in the under realm. So I'll ask again, Are you willing to take that chance?" he asked with a smirk.
Liu didn't reply, but he was having second thoughts.
"I can see your face, your real face. Your Frankenstein's face. Your face that is filled with stretches" Liu's heart suddenly jumped for a second. "Can you see my real face?" Miles victoriously challenged him knowing that he had already won.
The grip on his hoodie loosened up and he slowly let go of him. "What do you want?" Liu desperately asked with a slight of a sob in his tone.
Miles fixed his hoodie and carefully said "You're going to do your job and pretend that this conversation never happened".
All Liu could do was nod.
He walked outside and called for the guards. Soon two armed guards entered the room and cuffed Miles in new chains. Chains that covered his entire hands in solid iron. And to finish it off they placed an iron collar around his neck and sealed it
"You're going away for a really long time,Beside" one of them said.
"Oh, I'm sure am" Miles replied.
"Move!" the guard angrily pushed.
Before Miles exited the room, he looked over Liu and said, "We shall meet again Liu".
"I said Move!" the guard once again pushed him.
No matter how strange his attitude was, and no matter how confused the guards were, they didn't care and kept on escorted him to the transportationBesides
the one single armed guard with a shotgun, the van was empty. Miles sat on one of the steel boards, swimming in his thoughts.
Phase two is complete
Wow, how awesome that chapter was! What's that? You didn't like this chapter because your favorite Creepypasta wasn't in it, and it had only my OC and a small cameo of Liu. Well don't cry, the next chapter will feature all of your favorite characters, and it will explain everything. I give you my words, And Miles Shockwave always keeps his words.
I was also going to name the general Wade Eiling. But then I thought he was too cannon. So I created a fictional one.
Also, I would like to apologize for stealing Radical Randy's line. Who's Radical Randy you may ask? Go and watch Jeff the killer by Creepswork.
The next chapter will not be posted soon. I'm sorry but I have other stories too. Plus I'm a college student, it's not always sunshine and rainbows here.
And lastly, If the story didn't capture too much attention here I might change the category to 'Young Justice' and 'Mythology' crossover.
Be sure to write your criticism in the reviews.