++++++ Afternoon peeps! I know I've been out of circuit for a while but I've been focusing on some of my other fan fictions for a bit.
My Marvelverse FF - Infinity
and a new Twilight FF called Blood Moon.
I'm borrowing elements from previous comics and TV shows in regards to existing characters.
Anyway...I do not own...pity...
Enjoy ++++++
Seven
When the two of us returned to the Bat Cave, both Bruce and Clark were waiting with matching frowns on their faces. "Where the hell have you two been?" Bruce roared. "You both took your trackers offline."
"Out," I replied. "Needed a little time to myself. Something which I am sorely lacking in these days." I took my mask and wig off, all of me was soaked to the bone as was Dick.
"Oh, time to yourself?" Bruce scowled. He hit a button on the keyboard closest to him and a video appeared on the screen.
Dick and I looked at each other and instead of freaking, we both burst into laughter.
"You think this is funny?" Bruce asked us. "You're lucky Alfred found this before anyone else. We had to remotely wipe the security cameras so this didn't get out into the media."
"Relax," I suggested, rolling my eyes. "Dick told me about all your little romps with Selina Kyle. I know you hold me to some kind of Bruce Wayne/Batman standards but don't. I appreciate the training and the hep but I think it's time for me to move on before I get shipped off to Gateway City."
Bruce rubbed his temples. "Okay…Clark, Dick, clear the room, River and I need to talk."
Dick rubbed my shoulder and he left with Clark.
I sat down. "What are you doing Bruce?" I questioned.
Bruce pulled up a chair and sat down across from me. "Our league isn't complete. So far it' just myself, Superman, Wonder Woman and a good friend J'onn J'onzz. You will meet him soon. He's somewhat shy of humans."
"You found me in a cage fighting match," I reminded him, "what potential do you see in me? Dick said he thinks I remind you of a younger you."
Bruce nodded. "You do. When I first started I was full of anger. I was rough. I didn't kill like yourself but I came close to it on many occasions. After what you did in Starling you are a hero."
"Oliver's the hero," I shot back, "I'm the sidekick. As much as I hate to say it I walk in Oliver Queen's shadow."
Bruce stood up. "You're having doubts," he shrugged, "I can see that. Perhaps I can show you something that will give you a little perspective on what we're fighting for as heroes." He pushed a large green button underneath a Perspex case with a grin. "Take a deep breath, River. It's still a work in progress."
I took a deep breath as instructed only to find myself suddenly feeling very light and sick to the stomach. An odd white light surrounded me and the last thing I could see was Bruce completely and utterly enveloped by the same light surrounding me.
When I hit the ground my knees gave way and I fell with a thud. What little there was in my stomach came up. I cleared my lips with my hand and stood up on uneasy legs. "Bruce-" I stopped when I realised I was no longer in the Bat Cave anymore.
My eyes widened in shock and awe the moment I saw it.
Earth.
Thousands of miles below me was Earth
She was blue, such a beautiful colour blue, so tranquil, so fragile.
So indescribably beautiful.
Half of her was covered in cold, black whilst the other half was covered by the sun. A sun that when on Earth looked like a simple star but was now blazing brightly in the coldness of space.
I could see the moon, the hard rock I once thought as a five year old was made out of cheese and the home of Mr Squiggle. My hands touched the glass, the only thing that kept all the air in this room and me from the cold, death of space.
"Does it put things into perspective for you?" asked a voice that did not belong to Bruce.
I turned and screamed. The creature standing beside me was over six foot tall with green skin and red eyes. The sudden fright turned into the need to fight. I swung my leg out, knocking the creature to the ground.
"River!" Bruce shouted. He rushed over. "River! J'onn-are you okay?"
The creature got to his feet. "I am fine, Bruce. My appearance startled you a little at first. Miss Quinn was merely lashing out to protect herself."
I ran my hands through my hair. "J'onn J'onzz?" I asked. "Bruce's shy friend?"
"I would hardly call myself shy," he replied. But yes, I am J'onn J'onzz."
"We're in space?" I asked him, looking back out at the beautiful, blue sphere below us.
"This is the Justice League Watchtower," Bruce informed me. "We borrowed the name from you."
"It's Felicity's," I whispered. "This is what you want to show me?"
Bruce nodded. "What do you think?"
"She's beautiful," I replied.
"This is what we're fighting for River," he told me. "You came back from that island with vengeance in your mind. Revenge for everything that had happened to you and to Oliver and to your father. You fell in love and lost it. But you saved a city. You killed your mother who was part of the death of hundreds. One of the definitions of a hero is a person who, in the opinion of others, has heroic qualities or has performed a heroic act and is regarded as a model or ideal."
I shook my head. "I'm no hero."
"You will be," Bruce replied. "Come with me, I want to show you something else."
I shot J'onn an apologetic look for knocking him to the ground before running off after Bruce. The Dark Knight took me to a kind of locker room, there were several stalls and cases for costumes except for four that were filled. One held a Batman suit, the other a Superman suit, the third a Wonder Woman and the forth was my suit, a different version altogether-this one had a crescent black moon on the chest. "Why a moon?"
"It was Richard's idea," Bruce replied. He looked down at me. "So-do you still want to leave?" he questioned.
I paused, thinking about everything. "I-I'm not sure."
"Think about it," Bruce assured me. "You could stay up here for the rest of the night with J'onn and he'll send you back in the morning?" he suggested.
I nodded with a grin on my face. "Yes! I'd love to."
"There's bunks in a room three doors down," he told me. "And some clothes to change into. I'll see you in the morning."
I followed Bruce back to the transport room. Once he was gone I turned to J'onn. "No offence but you creep me the hell out. All green and shit. You're not like Clark. Where are you from?" I asked him.
"Mars," he replied.
"No way!" I laughed. "Seriously?"
J'onn nodded. "Indeed. The planet is dead now. I am the last of my kind."
I dropped my jaw. I remember an episode of Doctor Who-I am the last of my species and I know how it sits in a heart. "Can you fight?" I asked him, trying to take his mind off what we were talking about.
"I am indeed proficient in combat," he nodded. "Would you like to spare?"
"Let me get changed!" I grinned.
Truthfully, I'd already made up my mind, I was staying.
I would be a hero.
