He couldn't believe the gall of the man! Wearing one of Batsy's suits of all things! A man who had been confirmed to be among the numerous deceased by the man known as Clark Kent, who'd once been known as the superhero, Superman.

At first he'd thought the cretin to be one of the mutant hoards. Until he'd inhaled close to him and realized the bearded man desecrating Batman's legacy released pheromones. Those of an Alpha.

With a growl he glared at the unconscious body he continued to drag toward the village. The intruder had to be dealt with.

Not all faces were friendly even if they had been friend or foe back before the disaster. Before the superheroes had been rendered powerless and the Earth had become a huge mess. A shock to his system that had snapped something inside him back into place that had long been disconnected.

"Didn't think there were any other Alpha's alive," he laughed, tone bitter, "it would have been better not to be an Alpha. There's no Omega's for miles and miles if any survived at all."

Omega's had been rare enough, and while he'd enjoyed a fling with one or two, none had ever allowed him to give them the claiming bite. Whether that was a blessing in disguise now he knew not. But there had been one Alpha who'd intrigued him, but he doubted their gender would have ever mattered.

With the village being small and nowhere near the expanse of a city like his home in Gotham City, there was little enough territory for one Alpha. Having a second one around would only bring trouble.

"Batsy's friends are going to be so-o upset!" He was upset himself. Yet he dare not remove cowl nor suit, lest it still holds any of its mysteries, any of its dangers. Like the electrical shock one might get if they had ever attempted to remove the cowl. He'd seen that. It felt like a lifetime ago.

Finally , he made it to the edge of the village.

Glanced around and spotted Billy Batson. Nope . Something about his eyes and the way he was looking at Clark and Diana didn't sit right. A look he knew all too well as he'd seen something similar in the mirror for a great portion of his life. A murderous glare.

He shook his head. Surely he had imagined it as Billy turned around and walked away. "Strange," he muttered.

Then lifted his arm to wave. "Hey, Clark! Diana! J'onn! I found an intruder and you're not going to believe what he's wearing."

The three he'd called out to turned toward him.

J'onn, being his leader, was the first to reach him and glance down at the unconscious form of the bearded man dressed in one of Batman's Bat-suits.

"Did you get his name?"

"Well, no. I thought he was a mutant and hit him over the head." He gave a nervous chuckle. "Sorry?"

"No matter. As long as you did not do irreparable damage, whether they're human or mutant."

"I only hit him hard enough to knock him out."

Clark frowned, "That's the same suit Batman had on when I buried him."

The man Joker had dragged to the village groaned. "Next time, check to see if someone's really dead, Clark."

Diana gasped and clasped a hand over her mouth.

Joker's brows furrowed. "What's going on?" He glanced between Clark and Diana, who appeared to have tears welling in their eyes.

J'onn placed a hand on his shoulder, "It would appear that Batman wasn't dead when Clark buried him."

"What?" He blinked and gazed down at the bearded man.

Watched him sit up and rub the back of his head.

Clark and Diana leaned down to help him up and wrapped their arms in a hug around the gruff looking man.

Batman turned his gaze on him and glared.

Before he could say anything, J'onn let go of his shoulder and stood between him and that glare.

"Batman, no one here uses aliases. No one here has a secret identity. Will you share with those who don't know who you are?"

Joker didn't think there were many that weren't aware – like himself. But then again there were villains here and not just himself. All who appeared to be living in peace, if one were to look.

"I'd rather not," Batman frowned. "I have my reasons."

J'onn nodded. "Very well. You may stay here if you wish, but do realize that your identity might not be as safe as it once was. It's not like you can take off the cape and cowl away from sight and guard your secrets."

"Right."

Clark and Diana had let go of Batman.

Then Clark asked, "J'onn, do we have a room, or hut to spare for an old friend?"

"There's only one extra room in the village at the moment."

Batman shrugged, "I'm fine with anywhere."

Joker wondered if he was going to be fine when he heard which room that was.

J'onn nodded. "Perhaps. Remember, you said you'd be fine with anywhere. The only room available is in Joker's hut."

Joker growled, "Are you aware Batman here is an Alpha?"

Clark blinked. "I didn't know, I always assumed you to be a Beta," he glanced at Batman.

Diana nodded, her hand going down to hold Clark's.

J'onn quirked a brow. "I knew this, of course, but it is the only available room at the moment. I do hope it won't be a problem while we work to build another hut."

Clark and Diana chuckled at the grim line of Batman's mouth and the glare of Joker's gaze.

J'onn asked, "Clark, can you show Batman around? Maybe, if he feels the need, get him a razor blade?"

"A shave would be nice," Batman rubbed the overgrown hair on his jaw.

Batman, The real Batman was going to be in his territory. Not just in the general vicinity, but in his hut.

How the hell was he going to keep from trying to jump his bones, because that would not end well. Because Batman would probably beat him up for even trying. It was too bad Batsy wasn't an Omega, because he would have better luck then, or so he hoped and could but dream.

Well, he'd just have to keep to his own bedroom.

He'd never thought he'd need to share his hut with anyone. Never dreamed it would be Batman he shared his humble abode with. Especially not when he'd been thought dead since the moment of impact.

He watched Clark and Diana lead Batman away. They knew who Batman was under that cowl. He'd never really cared before. Not in the past, but now, oh, now he did.

J'onn stood beside him. "Is this going to be a problem, Joker?"

With a blink, he turned his head. "No, why?"

"You always seemed to have an unhealthy obsession with Batman."

"Well for one, he's another Alpha. Two, I admit to having had problems. A lot of them. Three, when feelings aren't reciprocated what is one to do?"

"I didn't think Alpha's were into other Alpha's."

Joker chuckled. "They're not. And when they are it never lasts, because they both want to top by mounting the one they're interested in. It can get pretty ugly too, two Alpha's fighting to be on top. The few that are known to have occurred in the past, well a lot of time it ends in tragedy with the Alpha's killing each other. Accidental of course, unless it involved some Omega they both wanted. Alpha's don't like to share."

"Don't tell me, that some of your fights..."

He shook his head. "If they were, on my part, I don't know for sure. However Batman, I don't think he ever tried that. He just liked fighting villains. Would never kill them, but he did like the fighting. Alpha's are violent after all, whether or not they have any self-control."

"You haven't seemed violent of late."

"No need. No Omega to show off too or fight for. No Alpha to challenge my territory."

"Until now... I'm sorry."

"Don't be. He'll have his own hut soon enough and I still have the electricity to work on getting up and running. I'm so close too." Of course, that was still too close and within his territory.

"Very well, if you're sure. We are all thankful you're working so diligently on your task. Not everyone has the mind to even try, and even fewer to succeed."

"Thanks." He began to head toward his hut then turned around. "Oh! Before I forget J'onn."

"What is it?"

"You might want to have an eye kept on Billy Batson. He had a look in his eye, especially when looking at Diana and Clark that just reminded me of sinister things."

"Billy? Billy Batson?"

He nodded. "Whether or not you, believe me, is up to you, but if I were you I wouldn't leave anything up to chance."

"I think, this might call for a village meeting."

"Only of its community leaders, J'onn. And not Billy Batson himself. If I'm right we don't want to alert him, do we?"

"I suppose not. And here I thought we could all trust each other."

Joker shook his head. "No matter what, there's always going to be someone spoiling it for the rest. It's just not me this time."

With that said he turned, lifted a hand, "See you later, J'onn," and headed for his hut. The scent of his own pheromones soothing. It told him this was his and that no one else could lay claim to it.

Whilst he looked through some boxes filled with wires and tools, he needed to find just one more piece to help him with his plans to bring electricity to the village someone entered the hut.

Glancing up he saw Batman. Without that beard.

"Looking good, Batsy."

"Uh, thanks. What are you doing?"

"Suspicious as always I see. I'm looking for a bolt and wire. It might be the last pieces I need so that we can have electricity again. Sure we've survived without it and can continue to, but it would be useful."

He frowned when Batman took out his grappling hook.

Blinked when he set it down on the table and backed away from it.

"I don't bite, Batsy."

The man in the Bat-suit shrugged.

"What are you going to do with that?" He pointed at the grappling hook.

"I thought perhaps the cable might be of some use."

He glanced over it, "Hmmn, perhaps. Are you sure you want to give up one of your gadgets? What if you need it?"

"I can make another."

"Stuff like this is hard to come by anymore."

"If you don't know where to look. Or if you don't know how to use nature's vines."

"Always ready, for anything aren't you?"

"Not the missiles."

"Don't go getting melancholy now. There is no reason to blame yourself." He didn't know why he was trying to comfort The Batman, who so happened to be another Alpha. One that was invading his territory.

He took the grappling hook and tested the cable. "You know, this really might be just what's needed. I've got to get this to the generator in the center of the village."

Batman nodded.

"You can come with me if you want. Unless you've already been given the full tour."

"I haven't, but I think I'd rather take a walk around the perimeter of the village."

Quirking a brow he chuckled, "Well, alright, have fun with that. Just watch out for invaders. Not all of them are Bats after all." With that, he walked out of his hut and toward the generator.

Looked back only to see Batman heading for the outskirts of the village.

All he could think was, 'He better not get himself killed.'


A/N: Thank you for reading! Hope you enjoyed the chapter.

Should I continue this story? Is anyone interested in it?