A/N: Hey guys, I've been working on some new chapters for a while now PLUS I've posted Phobia on my deviantART page that's getting me way more hits. Plus, this story has now become a combination of two stories, this one by me and another by this AWESOME guy on deviantART called JCPablo. To understand what happens in this part of the story, go to my profile and copy the gibberish, then paste it into the search bar. If it works, it will bring up his story entitled 'Raven'. Well, that's about it, see you at the bottom.
- Two days later, Monday, Daybreak High School -
Eddie lay back against the back wall of the school, one knee raised and the other stretched out on the ground. The sound of students leaving school filled the air, agitating Eddie as he waited for it to cease. He'd been avoiding Clea for the whole day and it wasn't easy, but he knew that sometime later, he'd run into her and he'd be forced to spill the beans. It made him feel like crap every time he ignored her, but he couldn't figure out how to explain it to her. Every scenario he imagined always ended in disaster, it was only a matter of time before he'd have to…
"Eddie?" a voice asked, breaking his concentration. He spun his head to see Clea standing over him. Slowly, she sat down beside and let out a sigh. The two of them sat in silence until Clea finally broke it.
"Eddie, tell me the truth. Are you Phobia?" she asked, Eddie nodded, not even looking her direction.
"But…why didn't you tell me?" she asked, almost begging him to look at her.
"I…I don't know. You're like my best friend, but after everything Phobia's done, I thought you'd think I was a freak. I'm not hurting anybody like my dad, I'm only going after criminals," Eddie explained, raising his head to eye level. Clea thought about this for a second before turning back to Eddie.
"So…you're only doing it to criminals? Nobody innocent?" she asked.
"Exactly, I'm like the opposite of Scarecrow" Eddie replied, Clea bit her bottom lip, she entered a state of complete concentration for a few seconds. Until finally, she smiled and turned to Eddie.
"Okay" she said, making Eddie look at her with wide eyes.
"O…okay?" he asked, making her chuckle and nod.
"Yeah, we could pull this off. Besides, it'd be fun having a superhero as a boyfriend" Clea replied, pulling him in for a quick kiss. He grinned and got up off the ground, offering a hand to help her up. Once they were both standing, they headed out of the school grounds, hand in hand.
- Two Days Later -
(WARNING: MUST HAVE READ JCPablo's deviantART STORY TO UNDERSTAND THIS PART!)
Clea sat at her laptop, typing away as her history essay passed through her mind, so far Eddie had stopped 3 muggings, 1 attempted rape and 1 store robbery. She felt proud knowing the boy she loved was making a difference. She lost her concentration when she heard tapping at her window, she screamed as she saw a figure in a leather trench coat standing at her apartment window standing on the fire escape. She went over and opened it, letting him climb inside and remove his mask.
"You scared the hell out of me, Eddie" Clea said, making him grin.
"At least I know my costume's working" he joked, Clea replied with playful punch on the arm. They sat down on her bed and she kissed his cheek.
"So, any good crimes?" she asked.
"Only a couple of muggings. I made this one guy piss himself," Eddie laughed, making Clea join in. Once she calmed down, she turned to her laptop, minimized her essay and opened the Internet, searching for the local news.
"Did you see the news?" she asked bringing up an online news article. It read:
JOKER CAPTURED!
Yesterday evening, the notorious criminal Joker was caught and arrested for the murder of Elizabeth Varonis the day before. He has been transported back to Arkham Asylum and has been placed in Extreme Incarceration. When questioned, Joker revealed that he was foiled by the arrival of new vigilante, Phobia.
A photograph showed Joker being dragged into the back of a Police Van by policemen whilst he laughed hysterically. Clea raised her eyebrows at Eddie.
"Did you have anything to do with that?" she asked, making Eddie grin.
"I guess so. But…Joker wasn't the only one…I…gassed" he replied as his grin turned into a look of sadness. Clea noticed this.
"What happened? And how did you get fear GAS?" she asked.
"I was able to make the fear toxin airborne in science class, I figured I'd test it out. I heard Joker was in town, so I tried to bring up my hero factor a few levels. But…" he trailed off, Clea put her hand on his shoulder.
"Yeah?" she urged him to continue.
"I…there was a girl there. He was holding her hostage, I gassed the room but…it got her too. I swear it was an accident; I'm not trying to be like my dad, I NEVER want to be like my dad, I tried to…" he started to panic and speak REALLY fast. His ramble was ceased when Clea covered his mouth with her hand.
"Eddie, calm down. Now tell me what happened after" she said, removing her hand.
"Well…I just wanted to get out of there. But…Batman came after me, he caught me, he wanted me to give up the fear toxin…" he trailed off as Clea covered her mouth in shock.
"Batman? How'd you escape?" she asked, almost like a child wanting to hear the end of a story.
"He let me go when I gave him my gloves, but I'd run away before he found out they were made of rubber gloves and turkey basters. But I don't know why he'd come after me? It was an accident," Eddie explained.
"Maybe he thinks you'll turn out like your dad" Clea responded, making Eddie's mouth flop open.
"I can't believe it. He thinks that just because my dad was a super-villain, I'll turn out like one? You don't think that, do you?" he asked, turning to Clea. She wrapped her arms around his shoulders.
"Of course I don't. I know you, Eddie. You're smarter than your dad, you'll never turn out like him" she responded, pulling him in for a long passionate kiss. However, they failed to notice the figure watching them through the window from the opposite rooftop. She was about Eddie's age with long, orange locks and wore a black mask with wings around her eyes, a black, sleeveless jumpsuit with black sweatbands, black leggings with white strips going down the insides and black leather boots. But the one thing that stood out the most was the set of black, metal wings attached just below her shoulders. Her mouth hung open as a look of disbelief spread across her face.
"Oh my god. Eddie's Phobia" she said to herself, before heading the opposite direction and jumping off of the roof seconds before her wings spread out. Meanwhile. Back inside the apartment, Eddie and Clea separated from their kiss, smiling at each other. Clea turned back to her laptop and opened up a second page.
"Hey, I also found this" she mentioned, pointing at the screen. This time, the story read:
RAVEN: CAN SHE BE TRUSTED?
Yesterday evening, on the same night the Joker was caught, a small convenience store owner was held at gunpoint by four armed men, possibly working for the Kingpin. The store owner said: "She swooped in through the window and just began taking them down. I have no idea who she was, but she saved my store and I'm very grateful". However, the NYPD replied with: "We have enough superheroes in this city, if we let them continue like this we'll all be out of the job".
Eddie raised his eyebrows as he read the story. Clea grinned back at him.
"Look's like somebody's becoming a role model," she suggested. Eddie rolled his eyes.
"That would be pretty cool. Next it'll be Fan Clubs, FanFictions, maybe a talk show-" he said before the pillow connected with his face. Eddie raised his eyebrows at Clea who sat there sniggering.
"Don't get cocky, Fear Boy" she replied.
- Two Hours Later, Hell's Kitchen -
"C'mon buddy, I don't want to start breaking bones," Daredevil threatened the man as he hung him over the edge of the building by his leg. The man screamed in fear as he looked up at the ground.
"PLEASE! I DON'T KNOW ANYTHING!" he screamed at his upside-down captor, Daredevil yawned in response.
"Don't lie to me, I know you work for Kingpin. So talk, in the meantime, lets sing a song. This little piggy went to market…" he began, releasing his pinkie's grip on the man's leg, making him, drop slightly.
"NO, PLEASE DON'T!" he cried, but Daredevil kept on counting.
"…, this little piggy stayed at home…" he continued, removing his ring finger from the man's leg, dropping him even more.
"PLEASE! I SWEAR I DON'T KNOW ANYTHING!" the man cried out again, tears streaming out of his eyes. Daredevil grinned as he continued counting.
"…, this little piggy hit the concrete…" he said, but before releasing his middle finger, the man cried out.
"OKAY! Okay, I'll talk" he cried, making Daredevil smile.
"Now, tell me everything you know about Phobia? Seven days ago, Phobia took three of Kingpin's men down, you must've talked to them sometime after. What do you know?" Daredevil threatened.
"I…I don't know where he is, but I know something else. That glowing stuff he uses to scare people, he didn't use it that time" the man explained, making Daredevil's glazed eyes widen.
"What?" he asked obviously confused.
"He…didn't inject any of them, yet he still made them have them creepy dreams. That's all I know, I swear" the man replied, gasping for air. Daredevil narrowed his eyes and lifted the man back onto the roof, dropping him unmercifully. The man began breathing heavily, wiping sweat from his forehead as he did so.
"Word of advice: Give up crime, get a job, get a girlfriend. I don't want to come after you again," Daredevil explained in a threatening tone.
"Yes sir, Mr. Devil. I'll give it up, I promise" the man replied before heading over to the fire escape. Daredevil turned and began running the opposite direction, free running from rooftop to rooftop, without the slightest hint of fear. But he stopped when something unusual passed through his senses; he began tapping the roof with his foot until he found what he's senses had picked up. In the distance, a few blocks away, he made out the shape of a person, a girl, with huge black wings, standing by the edge. Daredevil was about to head over, but stopped once she dropped over the edge. Daredevil shook his head in disbelief.
"I better tell Batman," he thought to himself as he began running once again.
- The Safehouse -
Daredevil opened the window and headed into the living room, only to find Catwoman sitting on the old sofa, drinking a can of beer. She immediately acknowledged his presence and smiled. Unbeknown to her, he placed a garbage bag on the floor next to the window.
"Where've you been?" she asked.
"Places, where's Batman?" Daredevil responded, not sensing Batman anywhere.
"He was gone when I got here" Catwoman replied. She reached under the sofa and pulled out a 6 pack of beer, minus the one she was drinking, pulled out a can and tossed it to Daredevil. His arm was a blur as he grabbed it in midair, inches from his face. Catwoman raised her eyebrows as Daredevil headed over and sat down beside her, opening the can in the process. He raised it to his lips and took a big gulp. He turned to face her, his radar sense showed she was smiling, he responded with a cheeky grin.
"So, what's your story?" he asked, making Catwoman raise her eyes, thinking back.
"Well, I don't really remember my family, but I do remember being raised in an orphanage. I escaped from there and began living on the streets. I taught myself to fight and had to steal for food and money. I'm not always bad though, I help Batman on some occasions" she explained, taking a swig from her can.
"What about you?" she asked as Daredevil wiped beer from his mouth.
"My dad was a boxer who worked for the Kingpin, I came home from school one day to find him beating up for cash. He saw me and I ran for my life, but this forklift truck was lifting these barrels of toxic waste. I didn't see where I was going and ran in front of the forklift, it just missed me but punctured the barrels. The waste hit me straight in the eyes; I woke up in hospital to find I could still see somehow. Because the waste took my sight, made all my remaining senses more powerful. That's how I could do all that stuff you've heard about" he explained, Catwoman took a sip of her beverage and looked at him with disillusioned eyes.
"What happened to your father?" she asked, making his head spin to face her.
"How did you-" he began before Catwoman cut him off.
"I could feel it. I know that look," she explained, wanting him to continue.
"He was going up against this Heavyweight Champion and the Kingpin wanted him to lose. But my dad said no, he went out there and almost got the crap beat out of him. But I was there in the stands, I cheered him on and he kicked that guy's ass. I waited outside the arena; I couldn't wait to see him. But instead of his laugh, I heard a gunshot. I ran to the back entrance and found his corpse, I begged him to wake up…but he…" Daredevil trailed off as a tear slid out from under his mask, Catwoman covered her mouth with both hands at the sight of this. She placed her hand on his leg comfortingly, making him look at her.
"Hey, I'm sorry. If I'd known what'd happened, I wouldn't have asked" she apologized, Daredevil wiped away the tear and smiled.
"Don't worry, you didn't know" he replied, making her smile. For the next few seconds, Catwoman gazed into his eyes whilst Daredevil listened as her heartbeat got faster and faster. Their moment ceased as they heard the window open, sure enough, Batman climbed inside and closed the window behind him. As he headed over to the BatComputer, he tossed a pair of objects onto the dusty coffee table in front of Catwoman and Daredevil. Once he sat down at the BatComputer, he began typing away, almost like he hadn't even noticed them. Catwoman got up and headed over to Batman, standing beside him as he typed away.
"Where have you been?" she asked.
"Doing some detective work, I ran into Phobia" Batman replied, not taking his eyes off the screen. Catwoman's mouth hung open.
"Seriously, what happened?" she asked.
"He got away, I thought he'd given me his gloves" Batman explained, gesturing to the Coffee Table. Catwoman looked to see Daredevil holding the objects; one of his gloves was removed and slowly caressing the object.
"These are made of rubber, no offence Batman, but he got you good" he said, tossing the gloves onto the table and placing his glove back on. Catwoman rolled her eyes and smiled before turning back to Batman.
"Anything good happen while you were away?" she asked, just as Batman brought up an online news article on the BatComputer.
"Yes, I recruited a new ally. Her name's Raven, look at what she did" he instructed, showing the same article that Clea had shown Eddie.
"Wow, this girl's got some skill" Catwoman said, just as Daredevil came up behind her.
"I stuck a Radio Headset in her back pocket in case we ever need her, or if she ever needs us" Batman explained.
"Wait, did she have really big wings?" Daredevil asked, making Batman turn to face him.
"How did you know?" he asked.
"I her saw a while ago, I was wondering who the heck she was. Also, I have some information on Phobia" Daredevil explained.
"What information?" Catwoman asked, obviously concerned.
"Those guys who robbed the back didn't even get injected with that fear toxin stuff. So, I…hold on a second" he said, heading over to the window and picking up the garbage bag he'd left there. He headed back over and removed the contents. Daredevil held a deodorant can with a 'P' written on the side in a black marker. Also, the tops of the cans had been taped down so that whatever was inside the cans wouldn't stop spraying. Batman took it off of him.
"Where did you find these?" Batman asked, amazed at Daredevil's detective work.
"I headed over to the crime scene and found three of them in the air vents. He must've made the fear toxin airborne somehow" he explained. A look of seriousness consumed Batman's face.
"Like father, like son. We need to find Phobia now" he said, crushing the deodorant can in his hand.
A/N: Remember, to understand what's happened, follow the link on my profile to learn of Raven's origin. BTW for some reason, my profile won't let me update. So, here are all the links you need:
Link to 'Raven' (the story this crosses over with): .com/gallery/#/d4v4vf0
Link to what Raven looks like: .com/favourites/#/d4vgsxh
That fact aside, laters readers.
