Thanks to the reviews from the last chap! Here is the next one. Hope you enjoy!
chapter 2
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Gotham
Home to a variety of different people. Many were still in fear from the recent alien invasion that had almost taken over the earth. But many rested in peace knowing that the Dark Knight was on the prowl and the newly formed Justice League was around.
It was late at the Gotham Museum of History. A small group of employees were hard at work behind the scenes of the charity auction taking place that night.
Two of the staff were unaware of the night they were about to have, as they continued unloading boxes from the small storage room and setting them in next room where the items would be prepped for the auction.
"Why does all this old junk have to be so heavy?" Bob asked, taking a moment to swipe his dark hair out of his eyes, as he and Bill moved another create from the storage room to the readying room table.
"Guess they hadn't invented plastic back in King Arthur times," came Bill's sarcastic response, "Now help me with this big box. It weighs a ton."
Bob threw his coworker a dirty look as they continued on with their job.
The men set the heavy box down, with the rest in a pile they had started, where it made a thump. The coworkers went back for more boxes, unaware that the vibration of the thump from the last box, had made the top one on the pile, which was already sitting precariously, start to move. The box, no bigger than an orange, wobbled before gravity took hold and it started to fall.
Bob, who had returned with another box, saw the item start to fall but was to far away to do anything. He stood in the doorway, between the rooms, and cringed as he saw the box tumble down the pile and land on the floor.
Bill, who had walked up behind Bob with his own box, looked to see what the other man as staring at. When he saw the small box on the floor, he gave a groan.
"That's not coming out of my paycheck," Bill said.
Bob looked over his shoulder at his coworker with a deadpanned look, before going over to the fallen object. Setting his new box down on the table, Bob bent and picked up the slightly dented box from the floor.
Hoping that the bubble wrap inside would have done its job and saved whatever was inside, he failed to notice the package was upside down and the flaps of the box starting to come undone.
Bill tried to warn him, but gravity had already made the purple amulet inside start to fall to the ground.
Bob quickly made a grab for it but missed. The two men could only watch as the jewel fell towards the ground. Time seemed to go in slow motion as the men watched the amulet land face first on the concrete backroom floor. But when it hit, neither were prepared for the loud bang and mighty force that threw both back and up against the wall.
Both workers where a bit dazed and confused from hitting the wall. But when they looked back to where the amulet had fallen, both froze on the spot.
At first there was only purple smoke, that was quickly filling up the room. But then they saw something move in the smoke.
A monstrous form seemed to grow out of the purple smoke that had appeared when the amulet broke. At first the creature seemed to be made of the purple smoke, but it quickly became a solid black figure. The men were too surprised and shaken to do anything but watch as the creature unfurled its wings and let out a small roar. But when it turned its glowing amethyst eyes onto them, the men almost tripped over themselves as they ran for the nearest exit.
In there hast, Bob and Bill didn't realize that the exit they ran out of was the one to lead to the main auction floor.
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It was getting late as Batman made his way through his city. The dark knight was on the prowl when he first heard the screams coming from the history museum.
Batman quickly made his way across the rooftops to the building a few blocks away. Crouching down at the top of the building, located on the opposite side of the street from the museum, the Dark Knight watched the scene below him unfold.
People were running out of the museum, some screaming their heads off, others calling for loved ones, all afraid for their lives.
Batman scanned the immediate area but didn't see anything. Standing up, the dark clad hero took his grappling hook from his belt, aimed it at the top of the museum building, and shot the device. In all the confusion, no one noticed the shadow like figure rising up and onto the roof.
Moving across the roof to look down through the dome window, that sat in the middle of the building, the detective almost couldn't believe what he saw.
A creature, right out of medieval times, was tearing through what were once the seats for the guests of the auction. The dragon was stumbling around but was making its way to a small group of frightened guests and workers that had huddled together, at the side of the building. Trapped between the wall and the creature, the people had no way to get around and head to the exit, located on the other side of the room.
The breaking of glass signaled the hero's entrance, as Batman quickly jumped down through the window and landed across from the dragon. Without wasting any time, he threw a batarang and hit the creature in the head. The weapon exploded on impact. While the creature cried out in pain, the dark night called out to the people.
"Get out of here! Now!"
As the people ran for their lives, the dragon turned its attention to the Dark Knight. Its bright purple eyes were staring at it's offender while it gave a low growl.
"That's right. Eyes on me big fella," Batman said as he got ready with his next shot.
Taking a good look at the creature, the detective saw that the dragon was at least the size of a large elephant. Just like a picture out of a fairy tale, it had a long neck, a tail as thick as a tree trunk, large wings, and razor sharp teeth. As the Dark Knight observed the creature, he also noticed the small amount of blood falling from its side and onto the floor.
The dragon slowly started to back away from the detective while still keeping its eyes on the human.
"You're not getting out to wreak havoc on the city," Batman said as he threw the second batarang. But the dragon saw it coming. With a flash of glowing purple eyes, a barrier was surrounding the dragon. The barrier was the same color purple as the creature's eyes.
Coming to a stalemate, the two beings simply observed one another. But the staring contest didn't last long as a war cry sounded throughout the room.
Hawkgirl came flying into the room with her mace held high. Without any hesitation, the female hero smashed her weapon into the dragon's magic barricade.
Purple eyes were wide with shock as they watched the mace shatter the barrier.
But the shock didn't last long as the creature was hit in the side of the head from another swing of the alien's weapon.
The force sent the creature tumbling down, where it smashed some chairs as it landed.
Now on the floor, the dragon turned its head and saw the female, standing above her, with her arm pulled back, ready for another strike.
In a quick act of self defense, the dragon reared it's head back, opened its mouth, and then shot a stream of fire at it's attackers. Hawkgirl flew out of the way and Batman used his grapple to shoot up near the ceiling. When the heroes were out of the fires path, they looked back but the dragon was gone.
Before Batman could make a move from hanging over the burning floor, he heard a voice call out to him.
"Hang on Bats. I've got you covered."
Batman looked down and noticed a red and yellow blur moving towards the fire. Quicker than the human eye, the hero known as Flash had grabbed all the surrounding fire extinguishers and attacked the flame. In no time, the fire was gone.
As Batman lowered himself down, Flash took a look at all the damage.
"Woah. Some party went on in here," the scarlet speedster said.
"You have a funny idea of a party," Hawkgirl said was she flew down to join her fellow league members.
Flash gave Hawkgirl a little smirk while shrugging one shoulder.
"What are you two doing here?" Batman asked.
"We were doing monitor duty when the police report came in about a monster at the Gotham museum," Hawkgirl explained.
"I had it under control," the detective said with a scowl.
"Right," was Flash's response as he took a look around the burned and trashed room.
Just then Martian Manhunter appeared, phasing up through the floor.
"Law enforcement are approaching the building. I suggest we quickly decide our next course of action," J'onn said to the heroes around him.
"Let's split up and look for the creature," Batman said as he walk by the others. "I saw it was already wounded. Hopefully it won't have gotten far."
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A few streets away, the dragon materialized and started to try and make its way around. Wanting to put as much distance as it could from where it had fled. But themedieval being didn't understand anything around her. Weird structures, bright lights, and odd sounds surrounded the dragon.
Stepping from in between the two buildings she had teleported to, the mystical creature heard a loud horn sound coming from her right. As she turned her head, she saw a massive thing with two large glowing eyes coming toward her at an alarming speed.
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Flash was zooming down the streets, looking for the creature Batman described, when a sound few blocks away caught his attention. He heard a horn, the screech of tires, and the crunch sound of metal.
Quickly changing directions, and making his way towards the source of the sound, Flash came upon the odd seen of a moving truck in the middle of the road, with its front end smashed up like an accordion.
The red clad hero made his way to the drivers door. With little effort, the door fell off its hinges and Flash could see the driver. A little worse for wear but he was alive.
"Hey man, you ok?"
The driver gave a small groan as he turned and looked at the hero.
"I'm alive," the driver replied as he rubbed the side of his head. "This weird creature just walked right in the middle of the road. I couldn't stop in time."
"Its ok. Just wait here for the paramedics. I'll go after the creature."
Flash looked around for a sign of the creature. He then noticed a group of people standing by the mouth of the alley, just up the street. It seemed like a good place to start looking.
Quickly making his way around the people, who were whispering among themselves and pointing to a trail of blood that ran further into the passageway, the Flash carefully made his way into the alley.
Thinking the magical being could pop out from any shadow, the Flash looked around, preparing for anything. But he was not ready for seeing a human shaped body, lying on the dirty and litter covered floor, at the back of the dead end passageway.
Moving closer, the speedster saw the human shape was really a young woman, probably no older than himself. She was out cold and covered in what he would describe as wacky looking clothing that she wore under a black cloak. Upon closer inspection, the hero saw blood seeping out of her left side and scratches dotted all along the right side of her body.
Still confused, the Flash bent down to check for a pulse. He moved some of her long black hair out of the way and placed two fingers on the lightly tanned skin of her neck, in search of a vain.
She was still alive but her pulse was weak. Flash also noticed her breathing was labored and she had some sweat gathering on her forehead.
Putting the evidence together, the Central City hero came to a conclusion that he almost couldn't believe.
Still kneeling down by the female, Flash placed two fingers on the communicator in his ear to activate it and call his teammates.
"Hey guys. I think I've found Batman's dragon, but you're not gonna believe what's happened."
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