I am not aiming for profit or anything; just a project I would like to continue after the failure of Fate of Earth 16B. Take this as a spiritual successor of the story instead.
I cannot aim for THE ideal Fate X DC crossover so consider this as a SINGLE interpretation of the crossover idea from the fictional multiverse observed by old man Zel.
The characters both from Fate side and DC comics don't belong to me. An OC however, is a different story altogether.
DC Circuits: Running away from Fate
The success of Project Gen 12 Mr. Majestic was an inspiration for researchers and the American military to harness the power of the meta-gene as the arms race once first began since world war I. This also include other superpowers all over the world as metahumans are now a country's asset to power and national security.
In the middle of nowhere, there is a school dedicated for gifted youth by the American government. Surrounding the educational establishment is nothing but sand and desert with no signs of human life for miles.
This place is called Phoenix base; its purpose is to conduct project Genesis.
This particular military base also serves as a military school for gifted youths to serve the country's interest. From a bird's-eye view, there will be students undergoing training exercises as if taking physical education in school.
The students can be seen sparring with each other with their powers openly in the desert surrounding the school with the armored soldiers securing the area to avoid the students from rebelling or running away from the establishment.
Just like any other school, there is a detention room for misbehaving students .
Such student has been a topic of gossip among the students in this particular academy since yesterday.
The student in question is being scrutinized in the interrogation room at this moment while his victims are being treated inside the infirmary with little to no result of recovery.
The room is black with a single light source above the prisoner to illuminate the darkness.
That prisoner, Ferdinand is confined to the chair while wearing a straitjacket to limit his movement and keeping him seated.
Looking at his face, the prisoner is clearly unhappy with the current situation he's in judging from his frown that can kill should he have a metahuman skill with such ability.
What ruined his look are black colored visors covering his eyes as if they are dangerous. The prisoner struggled to break free from being strapped the chair.
"Tell me about yourself." A disembodied voice echoed inside the interrogation room.
The prisoner kept silent. " I have nothing to say."The young magus changed his mind immediately; prompting himself to talk. However, he answered the question in German and not in the English language. " And I have nothing that interests you."
"Oh, I wouldn't be sure about that." The voice replied in the same language Ferdinand speaks.
Now this caught the prisoner's attention. "You can speak German?"
Ferdinand is a unique person in the matter of speaking appearance wise. Hailed from Germany, he looks exactly what Adolf Hitler would expect with the exception that the boy does not have blonde hair. Nevertheless, he is the closest anyone can get to an Aryan.
His appearance contrast with everybody else; making him standing out. His pale white skin and red irises, a genetic trait of his family gave him the appearance of an albino person and the color of his eyes is different from everybody else.
It doesn't help that the boy look like a K-Pop star with his skin color.
"Perhaps a little icebreaker will help." Said the voice, changing the subject. " You have no passport, no form of identification and we can't even cross-reference your fingerprints with anyone in the states or back in Germany. Now why is that?" The voice pressed. "You don't exist but here you are and what an interesting person you turn out to be..." The voice informed the prisoner. "Son we can do this all day but really you;re making things more difficult for yourself. You were incapacitated by us you'll have no chance of survival to get out of this place alive."
The voice's explanation reminded the magus about the pain at his cheek. He couldn't identify the person's face as the attacker wore a mask with red slits for eyes across his face.
" If you know who I am you wouldn't even dare touch me you filthy commoner..." Ferdinand threatened. "And I will find a way to get out of here just you wait!" The magus threatened; promising pain such as killing the voice's owner, reviving him and then kill him again.
"And pray tell who am I speaking with?" The voice egged on. " You were caught by our men one day after you touchdown on American soil son." He explained.
" What makes you think I will tell you anyway?" Ferdinand challenged. " Look at what happened to those fools entering my workshop and this prison here. Are they fine now or still trying to kill themselves?" Ferdinand asked; referring to the soldiers who tried to strip him from his clothing and forced him into the prisoner's attire.
"True, there is no point asking someone a name he refuse to give. Uhm perhaps your journal here will give some light-
"Don't you dare touch it with your filthy hands!" Ferdinand shouted at the voice. Composure lost, he look desperate and ready to kill. " I will kill you all if you as so much scratch The front cover..."
" A name in exchange." The voice offered a deal. " Or maybe I should read you the first letter?"
To make the threat look even more genuine, Ferdinand heard sound of flipping pages which made him even more on edge. He cursed himself for not placing a curse onto his tome before arriving in America.
"Ferdinand. My name is Ferdinand Von Einzbern." The prisoner gave in to the voice's demand. " You will pay dearly for this humiliation." The young magus promised his captor; gritting his teeth.
"John Lynch. A pleasure to meet you that wasn't so hard was it?" The voice introduced himself. " And welcome aboard to Project Genesis."
"G-Genesis? You are from the church?" Ferdinand cursed his himself; giving out his name and family relation to an enemy of all magi.
" I'm not a priest son..." The voice answered; albeit he sounded skeptical about the question from the prisoner. "And this place is not a church or a cathedral."
This placed Ferdinand in a slightly calmer situation that he's in right now.
" You're somewhere where you can unleash your greatest potential." The voice added. "Welcome to Phoenix base."
It is considered a miracle nobody noticed a red colored rat lurking around.
Outside the interrogation room, a certain someone overheard about the knocked out guards from a certain someone in an interrogation room.
It doesn't help that the infirmary is packed with injured soldiers suffering who knows what.
This piece of news will certainly please his boss.
Running towards the empty cafeteria is young teenage boy no older than 15 years old. His red skin complimented his excitement and hot-blooded nature as he made his way towards his destination.
To add effect, his human form is replaced with what seems to be a hound.
Passing by the infirmary on his way towards the cafeteria, The boy spotted soldiers cringing in pain or in some sort of dreamland as the doctors in charge are panicking over the new development.
"Woah." The boy looked at the horrifying scene in awe. The soldiers can be seen clawing themselves as they seem to be in a trance without them realizing that they are harming themselves; bordering on killing themselves.
One soldier in particular has scratch marks on his face from his own fingernails as the doctors tried to pry his hands away with difficulty. It doesn't help that the rest are also trying to kill themselves as the nurses and volunteer soldiers tried to strap them into their respective beds.
At night; the cafeteria is empty and curfews will end in less than 30 minutes. Despite that, there is a group of people still hanging out together as they play cards; spending time in each other's company while waiting for Helga to come screaming at them that curfew has ended.
" I heard a new guy is coming in." Garfield Logan excitedly informed his squad leader about the recent news he heard during his trip as a red colored rat."Took out a half a dozen storm troopers on his way in." A reference from the Star Wars movies easily made the armored soldiers in the military establishment more recognizable.
Nevertheless, the news is an interesting piece of gossip any student would like to hear about the staff.
"That sounds interesting.' Being the leader of the ground forces, Terra took in the news with interest. Information is power even in being stuck in a military prison and survival of the fittest is a concept she is no stranger with. " Know which squad he's entering?" The Girl asked her loyal subordinate.
"Yeah, Fairchild's squad..." Garfield informed with less enthusiasm. "Bummer."
"Fairchild?" One member complained. " Well boss lady what do you think?" The person in question didn't notice he let his guard down and his squad member sitting next to him took a peek on his hand.
Terra sighed at the news. Suddenly the new information does not interest BUT perhaps there is something she can do about this. " Huh So they found someone else related to Gen12? Why don't we go pay Fairchild and Squad Gen13 a visit? What do you say Ground squad?" She asked everybody.
The ground squad consists of herself being able to move the earth by her own will. Her blond hair braided in pigtail; it compliments her uniform with yellow lines overlapping the black color of her attire. Terra wiggled her toes; a habit since her childhood. It doesn't help that she is barefoot in the empty cafeteria; her squad mates readily accepts it as her own personal quirk.
Garfield Logan aka Beast Boy is her second in command can change into different type of mammals INCLUDING serpents, fishes and birds. The boy's red skin complimented his enthusiasm as his toothy smile shown a small incisor tooth inside the left side of his mouth. Despite being hyperactive, he is a reliable scout Terra is proud to have under her command.
As for everybody else, their powers complimented the squad Terra is leading all of them are effective when fighting on lan compared to underwater or in the sky. Personality wise, they're fun people to be with from the squad leader's point of view though being casual among themselves are only allowed when the instructors are not around.
" Just one more game I beg you just one more game! You ain't beating me this time you bastard!" One the members begged his squad mate to play one more round of cards.
"Arghhh!" Everybody in the empty cafeteria flinched at the sound of someone screaming in pain in the hallways. Even Beast Boy morphed into a wild hound out of instinct.
" What the heck was that all about?" Terra wondered; nearly activating her own powers under feet the moment she heard the bloodcurdling scream down the hallway.
" Think its new guy who did it?"
"What do you think?" Beast boy answered sarcastically; changing back into his human form. "Whoever it is got some creepy mojo to cause that." He shivered from the scene at the infirmary earlier.
It has been less than 12 hours since the magus's release from the interrogation room. In other words, it's already the next morning from his time in the interrogation room with Mr. John Lynch.
After the session, Ferdinand did not bother to pick a fight with the guards as he did earlier considering that he is still in enemy territory without any guide to help him in his escape.
It also doesn't help that the guards are pointing their weapons at him while they were escorting him towards his cell.
His cellroom has the basic necessities he needed for his stay. A bed, a toilet and a sink was that is provided during his imprisonment. however, there is no clock or anything he can use to tell the time but this does not disturb the magus at all.
As promised, his tome is returned back to him but much to his dismay, there is a sticker labelled "Inspected" on the front cover.
Flipping the pages; he noticed that there are no papers being ripped out from his tome but the very idea that someone else other than or at the very least a fellow magus went through his belonging disgusted him.
And this fact bothered him for hours.
Can I kill them like this? Ferdinand formulated a plan in his head; clutching the tome tightly to his chest. The law of magi compelled him to leave no witnesses alive but at the moment he cannot do anything against enemies he has no idea about before making the first move. No. What I must do is summoning my servant even if I have to do it here.
Speaking of which, the magus once again tried to pull of the strange contraption off his face as the guards earlier refused to remove them from his eyes. "Get off!" He whined like a child. Pulling the strange device stuck on his face has been a challenge for the magus.
"If you ask me we should just kill him. You saw what he did to Max didn't you?" The magus overheard the iron door to his cell opened and a guard talking to his friend. " He tried to remove his own tongue."
At the same time, someone came into his cell like a prey to a predator's nest.
"Hello my dear." A large looking woman appeared behind the entrance of his cell. "Oh my Lynch wasn't kidding about the way you look." She stared at him with amazement. The woman is aware it's rude to stare at someone for so long but the sight of a boy with skin as white as snow. "You needs lots of food you look thin!"
It also doesn't help that she caught him in a moment where he looks like a bookworm with a thick looking book at hand. A pair of glasses instead of visors and the boy will fit the image of a nerdy bookworm isolating himself in his own room reading books.
Reality however, doesn't seem keen to fulfill her expectation.
The magus closed his tome shut. What caught his attention is an object she tied across her neck like a necklace; a metal object which intrigued his attention. Additionally, her accent caught his attention as well.
" You also speak German." Ferdinand asked the obvious. It intrigued his attention that commoners in this country of immigrants would have people speaking in his native language.
" Of course." The woman responded. " My grandparents came from Berlin to the states." She explained with pride in her voice. "That was when during the war mind you my dear."
"Oh." The magus look less than impressed. " Typical. Ingrate Immigrants." He scoffed. " Are you the voice? Are you John Lynch?" The edge in his voice is sharper than yesterday as in he really want to murder the owner of the voice for peeking into his tome.
"Oh no I am Helga Kleinman, an instructor." The woman responded; ignoring the last bit said by the rude young man in front of her. " And I have brought you your uniform. Chop chop! We need you to get ready for your first day." She tossed his uniform at him; Walking back towards the door to give the boy privacy.
Said uniform intrigued The magus;s attention. For starters, it clashes with his pale white skin as the attire is black with strange-looking designs he can only imagine a high-ranking magus or a Marshall would wear every day. For some reason, there are lines embedded onto the clothing.
"First day?" Ferdinand look at the uniform in his hands and the woman back and forth. "First day of what?" Despite himself, he can feel the dread in the atmosphere as his mission to America has been completely derailed from its course.
" Your first day of school." Helga explained the obvious; closing the door behind her. " Take it as fate that you arrive in this place." The door creaked open slightly, revealing her eyes before the entrance is completely shut from outside.
"What?" His voice silences by the closing door in front of him. "Why?" He screamed in outrage. "Damn! It's not supposed to end like this!" He tossed the clothing the floor with all his might; opting to just lie on his bed and refusing to comply her orders. " I'm not going you hear me I'm not going!" He yelled. " I won't accept this kind of fate!"
END
Author's Note
I may be adapting existing stories from DC comics/Wildstorm or create new content entirely. However, I will make things original as much as I can with the available material.
As for Ferdinand Von Einzbern, he is NOT THE MAIN HERO of Circuitsverse, he is one of the main characters in this brand new world. Emiya Shirou is here somewhere in Circuitsverse. Don't worry I will make sure his Zero year comes with a bang.
I'll let you know before hand that Gen 13 comics...SIGH fanservice is really one thing I don;t like DON't EXPECT ECCHI SCENES/ LEMON SCENES from me. I do however, like the idea that wildstorm comics use the angle of people with superpowers are feared and exploited with a superhuman arms race coming along with the ride in the new 52.
Until the next same fate time same fate channel.