Summary: "And we're back to bring you a new online challenge that the media has dubbed the 'Autograph Challenge", but it's not what you may think. Instead of trying to gather the most autographs from our local heroes, it's taken a darker approach as teens are collecting the autographs of villains and violent criminals. Stay tuned for more after the break" Crack fic?! Drabble

Disclaimer: I do not own any part of DC Comics/Warner Bros/etc

Not many people went into the sewers.

It was usually just Croc and his rat friends. Maybe on occasion, a few curious humans would stumble upon his hideout but those were few and far between. He didn't mind though, Killer Croc, or Waylon Jones as he was once called, enjoyed the solitude of the dark and wet tunnels that ran beneath the sunny Gotham streets.

In most cases he was left alone down there, a few times a year workers would slither down to do repairs on the piping, he had to deal with a handful of crooks who thought it smart to use the sewers as an escape route which was an unfortunate choice, and there were the usual run-ins with Batman or his other winged brethren.

It was on one of those days alone in the cool waters when a loud noise broke into his attention. Confused as it couldn't be city workers and he hadn't killed-injured anyone in weeks made Croc to curiously swam over to the sound.

The lights from what he assumed were phones and flashlights shone brightly against the darkness of the sewers as he could hear talking. Popping his head above the water slightly to see what kind of intruders he had, he was met with a new kind of sight. Before he was three kids, had to be middle school age, all wearing hoodies, lights, and bundles of….paper?

He didn't know if they were here to vandalize or had somehow gotten lost, down a manhole, either way, Croc wasn't in the mood to have his solitude disrupted by the kids. Slinking out of the water making sure to bang loudly against the piping to scare them off, he knew he had their attention as he popped up in front of the three who shrieked loudly.

Now it wasn't like Croc would kill them. Believe it or not, he had a small, tiny, itty bitty soft spot for kids. Sure he hated the human race and held no concern over those he killed, why would he? They hated him, feared him, and in part made him what he was today, especially that Batman. The cursed hero and his stupid looking sidekicks, ruining his chances at becoming a leader of Gotham's underground and always foiling his plans if it weren't for them, Croc was sure he would be the King of Gotham.

Of course, if the kids tried anything funny he wouldn't hesitate to snap their necks and leave them to the rats.

Expecting them to run back up the manhole or run, or at least something that would be considered a normal reaction, Croc was met with anything but. The kids were frozen in front of him, none speaking a word as one of the kids, the one in the center shoved one of the paper bundles into his chest while another handed him a pen.

"...please?" The kid whimpered out as he looked between him and the paper as if trying to convey what he wanted.

He only stared uninterested at the papers and the pen as he made his way back into the sewers, thinking the kids were just some adrenaline junkies. The notion of just killing them to make way for more space did cross his mind for a moment. However, when he inspected the papers closer he recognized some of the things on them. Names.

Not just any names, names of villains and heroes alike. They ranged everywhere from that blasted Nightwing and the damned Solomon Grundy, Gorilla Grodd, and Superboy. He squinted through the dim light, was that Lex Luthor's signature?

Sparing a glance back at the kids who waited patiently, although still frozen, he snatched the pen from the kid's hands and quickly scribbled on one of the blank pages before tossing it all to three as he sunk back into the water before any of them could stop him. He didn't care why those humans had signatures, as long as he could remain in his solitary with the rats, left to plan and organize his next big heist, he'd gladly give out his signature.

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A/N: Alright Killer Croc is added! Whoo! This version of Croc is based on a mix of the 1970s-1980s one of the comics with a bit of Suicide Squads too. Originally I wasn't going to do Croc, but uh inspiration hit me like a train sooo.

Edited/Revised: 6/13/2019