Hello Guys! This the Phantom Penance with another chapter to King of Gods!
This is gonna be a short one since the sad fact that I lost EVERYTHING- all my story files, dust in the wind- and I'm gonna have to pick myself up somehow.
So I'm gonna do a mini fanfic to celebrate the harmonious season of Christmas!
…with Madara.
This is gonna end swimmingly.
Enjoy?
Chapter 7: They do WHAT!?
"So… a large man invades the dwelling of every person in the world…. to give only the ones with a pure heart what they truly desire… all in one night?" Slowly asked the ever confused, certainly astounded, Wonder Woman.
"More or less." Clark Kent replied.
A flash of respect came upon Diana's eyes. "I am impressed at his skills and selfless duty to award those who would fight for justice. Please Kal-El, you must show me this Santa Claus so that I may congratulate him myself."
For all the obvious reasons, the mild-mannered reporter gave a nervous chuckle. "I-I don't think that's a good idea. And call me Clark when we're in public, the whole secret identity thing."
Tis' was the season again when families would come together for that wonderful night called Christmas, and since the royal Princess of Themiscrya had no clue what Christmas was, Clark naturally took it upon himself to show her around Metropolis and teach her Man's cultural celebrations.
Of course, they did not go anywhere alone, nor did they know that they were being followed. Madara was tasked with making sure nothing happened between them and he will carry his command out. So he watched from the shadows.
Naturally, that would mean he would have to abandon his usual armor –like his sister has- and blend in with Man, but that wasn't the problem now.
The problem was this Santa Claus.
This man single-handedly travels throughout the world, into the home of every man and woman, and leaves them gifts in one night!?
'Such speed….. such skills in undetection….'
This news unsettled Madara, it unsettled him greatly. This man could've visited his home and he wouldn't have even known it! But surely, Madara's own skills and the fully-matured Sharingan would have caught this mystery man dead in his tracks.
'In the area of stealth, he is my better, but that was only because I never heard of him!' Madara seethed. 'But his streak will end…soon.'
(Gotham….)
"Christmas. I had a preconceived notion that we were above this obnoxious waste of a celebration, but I suppose I was wrong."
The Wayne Manor was alive with lights, ornaments, and boxes with very well endowed bodies to lift them around and unpack them, but one such was far from the Christmas mood. Very ironic considering that one was indeed, a child.
"When did the Grinch steal your Christmas?" Joked Dick Grayson, the first Robin.
"In the League of Shadows, we never celebrated anything, especially Christmas." Damien Wayne, the new Robin, answered. "Festivities such as these were considered the most harmful thing to the planet, a time where normal men would consume and take without restraint. Plus I found the history behind it annoying."
"Like it or not, we're going to celebrate anyway." Bruce Wayne spoke up to his son. "Not celebrating Christmas would be waving a giant red flag of suspicion should anybody come by."
Damien stared at his father, searching for a moment of weakness in regard to this crucial moment, and found none.
"I'm sorry to interrupt sir, but there's someone at the door." Alfred cut through, allowing the grandson of the Demon's Head to walk away, muttering something along the lines of "decapitating the first person he catches coming down the chimney."
"Christmas Carolers?" Wayne questioned.
"Of sorts." Alfred replied mysteriously.
Suspicious, but not distrusting Pennyworth's loyalty, the billionaire reached for the front door, and opened it slowly.
What he found… well, Alfred wasn't lying.
(Emerald City, half an hour ago…)
"Dude, I double-dare you to talk to her first!"
"I already said that!"
J'onn stared back and forth at Hal Jordan and Barry Allen argue back and forth. The Martian has spent a few months on Earth, enough to learn about Christmas among his fellow partners when they grew excited about it, but he didn't recall any traditions about betting who can get a girl's number fastest.
"This is stupid! I already have a girlfriend." Barry gave up, only to get a hard nudge from Hal.
"Oh yeah, that 'girl' from the news! Listen buddy, I don't need a magic lasso to know that's a lie."
"Why would Barry lie? He does not benefit from it." J'onn curiously asked.
"Thank you John!" Barry smiled.
Hal sighed. All it takes is one new girlfriend (and a giant alien invasion) for Barry to change into a new man. He was even backing out on their thing! And they've had it for three years straight!
Suddenly, Hal's face gave a wicked turn to an evil smile after thinking about another hero he knows.
"Y'know, with J'onn being here and all, we should make a twist in this Christmas tradition." He slowly began.
J'onn blinked twice. "I do not think I want to be involved in this-"
"Great! New Bet! If I can get that lady's number, Barry has to sing Christmas songs in Bat's doorstep, if Barry gets the number, J'onn will have to sing, and if J'onn gets her number, then I'll have to sing! And no powers."
"Are you insane!?" Barry nearly shouted in horror while J'onn stated something about not being able to sing.
Hal smirked. "The stakes are on now. J'onn, you give it a go."
J'onn stared at him, then he stared at the woman. It was a waitress, working hard to clean a table and probably in a hurry to leave and join her family for Christmas.
J'onn stared, then he took a deep breath, and slowly stood…
(FLASH BACK END!)
"Jordan." Bruce stated briefly, and firmly.
In truth, Hal stood in front of Wayne Manor with a song book in his hands and a permanent scowl on his face.
"Judging by your cheerful spirit, you were forced to do this."
"Screw you too." Hal seethed between his teeth.
The Batman did something unspeakable….. he smiled and leaned on the doorway.
"Well begin. I get the feeling I'll want to listen for a long while….."
.
(Metropolis)
.
Madara followed stealthily behind the two, making sure they never touched –even for an instant- until he saw the one thing that would avert his gaze.
Him.
By the Kryptonian's description, the man before him was indeed the man that had the list and checked it twice.
And he was sitting there, talking to children.
The insult! He wasn't getting prepared for his long trip, didn't need any warm-up or anything, he literally had time to kill and play with meager children!
AND HE WAS FAT!
"The insult to my honor….."
There was only one way to deal with this. Destroying Santa Claus would be a mercy as to what Madara was willing to do. He was going to….
Chapter 10 Completed!
Oh no, what will Madara do? Does he know that the man before him is not the real Santa Claus? Does he not know that Santa Claus isn't real at all? How long will Green Lantern Carol in Batman's doorstep?
Find out on Christmas Eve! The Update will be my little Christmas gift to you all.
Oh! And do check my profile! I've got a new poll for you guys! It's about a new story I plan to make!
MERRY CHRISTMAS, AND MAY THE FLAMES OF YOU BE WITH YOU, ALWAYS!
