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(Last Time)

Cyborg and Beast Boy looked slightly uncomfortable with what Harry had said, but neither of them denied it or corrected him.

Raven, meanwhile, looked like she couldn't care in the slightest; in fact, she had taken a step forward, so she was standing shoulder to shoulder with Harry.

Starfire also did not look that bothered; instead, the rumbling of her stomach showed that instead of feeling angry or guilty, she was instead just hungry. "Hello friends, I am hungry. Can we go and do the eating?"

Harry shrugged at that as he turned away from the scowling Robin and instead met Starfire's excited green eyes with his own calm emerald ones. "Yeah sure, how about some Shawarma?"

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Chapter 4

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(A week later with Harry)

"Friend Harry, I have been wondering why we did not join the team friend Robin wanted to create?" Starfire asked, her faintly glowing green eyes locked on Harry's back as he continued to inspect a large oval door, as she patiently waited for him to answer the question she had been pondering over for the last week.

Looking past Harry, Starfire, or Koriand'r as she was called in her own language, glanced curiously over at the oval door her odd friend had been inspecting for the last few minutes. It was made out of some kind of dense metal alloy, and looked to have a very complicated locking mechanism which used fingerprints, a retina scan, a code and a password.

"Well, I didn't join Robin's little team of heroes because I think being a superhero is stupid and pointless." Harry replied absentmindedly as he continued to inspect the large door.

A person might call the door's security a little bit overkill, especially since it was set within a reinforced building, with a whole mess of other highly advanced security dotted around, and with armed guards regularly patrolling both the interior and exterior of the facility.

But then when one considered that this was in fact a vault door, one which was inside Gotham city's biggest bank, a vault which had been created to protect the wealth of Gotham's social elite from the greedy clutches of whoever might want to steal it. Which, considering this was Gotham, the most crime ridden city in America and the home of more than one supervillain, meant that there was really no such thing as overkill.

"And, I am not sure why you are saying we… I mean, I didn't force you to leave Jump City and follow me…" Harry added on, not even glancing back at the pretty alien princess as he instead continued to analyse the vault door, his fingers swirling with green energy as he gently traced them across the cold metal surface of the vault door.

"Why do you think being a hero is stupid? Back on my home planet, Tamaran, heroes and warriors were greatly revered and looked up to?" Starfire asked curiously, her head tilting cutely to one side and her beautiful face scrunching up in confusion as she tried to work out why Harry thought such a noble profession stupid.

"Because what kind of idiot puts their life on the line and doesn't at least get paid for it? Heroes are all self-righteous morons, they take all this responsibility onto their shoulders, claiming that those with great power have the responsibility to use those powers for the greater good. Well, fuck that. That is all well and good, but then instead of using their abilities to make real change, they waste them, they believe that because they have power that that excuses them from having the responsibility to choose whether a criminal lives or dies. Instead of killing some murderous, thieving psychopath like they should, they just put them in a prison or an asylum, one which said villain breaks out of before going on a rampage causing even more damage." Harry replied, a scowl on his face as he looked away from the vault door and instead looked over at Starfire, only for his face to soften a bit though as he saw the curiosity in her eyes.

The young Tamaranean Princess was still wearing her tight, very revealing form fitting purple outfit, it was a very hot outfit and Harry had more than once told the beautiful alien of the appreciation he had for it.

Right now, however, he wasn't in the mood to unsuccessfully flirt with the super hot, alien princess. Instead, he was beginning to get worked up, as he often did when he was discussing how useless he thought superheroes were in the grand scheme of things.

"On top of that, what do superheroes gain from doing what they do, and what do they really achieve? They have just as many haters as they have fans, and even then they have to put their lives on hold so that they can use their powers to save the ungrateful masses. Every villain they put away more often than not escapes and goes on a rampage, only for them to fight them again and throw them back in prison, after which, yep you guessed it, the cycle starts over again. The life of a superhero is futile, inefficient and stupid." Harry replied with a scowl, before he turned back to the vault door, placing his hand on it as he began to channel coarse, dark green energy from his hands and directly into the metal.

He could feel his fingers starting to burn as he worked, just as he could feel the veins in his arms beginning to throb, and his eyes starting to tingle.

If he were to look in a mirror right, he knew what he would see. His eyes would have started to glow from within, as if backlit by green fire, and the veins around his eyes and along his arms would begin to slowly but surely darken as the chaotic energy that flowed through his body started to show its outward taint.

"So, if you hate superheroes, wouldn't that make you a supervillain?" Another voice asked, getting both Harry and Starfire's attention, as they looked over and saw the petit figure of Raven leaning against a nearby pillar. Only now the purple hood of her cloak no longer covers her head, revealing her smooth grey skin, vibrant violet eyes and silky shoulder length purple hair.

Overall, the girl was a beauty, one that was easily on a par with Starfire, and Harry had told her as much. Unfortunately, unlike with Starfire who tended to smile and hug him when he complimented her, much to his pleasure, when he made such comments to Raven, then more often than not she would either just ignore him, or give him a scathing look and an acerbic response.

In Harry's mind, she was as different from Starfire as night was from day, but just as fun in her own way.

"I don't hate superheroes, I think their methods and the way they operate are both laughable and naïve, but even so I admire their intentions. They want to use their powers to make the world a better place. I could get behind that, only I think they may find my methods too… violent and… let's say morally grey." Harry replied with a grin and a wink to Raven, before he turned back to the vault door, his smile widening as he continued to channel his power into the door. "As for being a supervillain, that's just ridiculous. I find supervillains to be more inane than superheroes, all they do is draw attention to themselves, get the crap beaten out of them, then they break out of jail and the whole thing starts all over again. So no I wouldn't want to be a supervillain, besides what on earth gave you that idea?"

To punctuate that statement Harry sent one last burst of energy through the reinforced vault door, fully suffusing it with his power. Only for the entire thing to silently crumble away to dust a few moments later, that very same dust breaking apart and swirling about around his feet, even as he stood back and admired his work for a moment.

With a grin, he then stepped over the threshold, his eyes flashing green again he clicked his fingers and released an expanding wave of crackling green energy, simultaneously destroying all the alarms, motion detectors and cameras in the vault, as he entered. It was the same trick he had used when he first entered the bank. After all, his break in would be picked up on by the authorities eventually, but by the time it was, he would be in and out without notice.

"Maybe it is because you are in the middle of robbing a bank…" Raven replied blandly as she pushed herself upright and followed the grinning Starfire into the vault, even as they trailed after Harry. "I would call this a little bit supervillain-esque."

"Robbing is such an ugly term, Raven." Harry disapprovingly, as he pulled a brown leather satchel from where it had been resting around his shoulder; a very expensive satchel that he had bought a while ago from Diagon Alley, a satchel that had a number of high quality expansion charms on it. "I prefer the term… liberating."

Smiling as Raven scowled, Harry's eyes glowed a faint green once more, as he waved his hand like an orchestral conductor might direct their band, telekinetically ripping apart the insides of the vault as he did so. Already he could see his power shattering the rows of reinforced metal draws as he began summoning all the gold, jewellery, artefacts and wads of cash and documentation in the vault to him, before, with another motion, he began to direct it all into his satchel.

"Since when did you have a magic handbag?" Raven spoke up, breaking off from her current train of interrogation for a moment, a curious expression instead crossing her face as she saw all of Harry's loot flooding into the bag in quantities that were more than a hundred times the capacity of what such a small, innocuous satchel should be able to contain.

"It is a satchel, a magic satchel…. Indiana Jones had one." Harry replied grumpily as he continued to very swiftly empty the massive bank vault and unload its contents into his finely crafted satchel.

"I am confused, is a handbag not something that is usually carried around by a woman?" Starfire spoke up, her eyes sparkling as she saw all the gold and valuables flying through the air like a glittering, priceless airborne river.

"Now see what you've done." Harry replied irritably.

Raven's lips twitched upwards in amusement as she heard Strarfire's innocent question. "So you were explaining to me how you are not a villain when you are in the middle of 'liberating' the contents of a bank vault?"

"Well of course I am not a villain, I am more like a modern day Robin Hood, and no decent, right thinking person would ever call him a villain, would they? I mean come on, you must know his mantra, you know the whole stealing from criminals and the rich social elite, those who profit from the suffering and degradation of others. Which by the way applies to most of the people who keep their money here. Most of them probably also have ties to the mob, so a lot of this is blood money anyway." Harry replied, telling a little white lie as he did so. Though to be fair to himself, he was pretty sure most of the people who kept their money here in this mob run bank were bad, and for the ones that weren't criminals, corporate pirates or unmitigated arseholes, well they were insured, so they'd probably be fine.

"So does that mean you are going to be giving all of this money to the poor and needy?" Raven asked as she sent Harry a disapproving look. "After all, isn't that what Robin Hood was famous for, stealing from the rich and giving to the poor…?"

Harry paused momentarily at that, noticing as he did that he was now pretty much done clearing out the vault now, which was actually pretty good timing as they would have to get out of here soon too.

His entrance into the bank and the vault might have been subtle, but he was not sure how long it would take the police, the Batman or whoever else was watching over Gotham tonight, to work out that something was wrong. In a city where a major crime happened on a daily basis, the guard of all those in authority was almost constantly up.

Smiling, Harry turned to Raven, the flow of stolen goods ceasing as he finished his task. "Trust me, Raven, all this money will be going to a charity that is very close to my heart. I will be giving it all to the charity; the Homeless Animals Rescued and Relocated in Yorkshire charity. It is a very well respected charity… in Yorkshire… in Britain…"

Raven's eyes narrowed suspiciously as he trailed off.

"Well, anyway." Harry said loudly as he clipped his satchel shut and once again slung it over his shoulder. "Best be getting out of here, the night is still young, and I wouldn't want us to get in trouble for loitering after all." Saying that, he glanced around in amusement at the bank vault he had just moments ago cleared out.

"Friend Harry is right, the night is still young, and I want to see more of this Gotham…" Starfire said, nodding her head, as she started to excitedly hover a few feet off the ground.

"Right, exactly, well you heard Starfire let's go check out Gotham. I want to see if it is as bad as people say." Harry said as he led the way out of the vault. Taking to the air after he did and heading for the hole in the ceiling, Raven and Starfire both follow after him. It really was useful when everyone in your group can fly.

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About ten minutes later Harry, Raven and Starfire landed on the other side of Gotham, many miles away from where the bank they had just robbed was located.

Currently, they were in a particularly bad part of Gotham, the buildings were all old and decrepit high-rises, and the streets were narrow, poorly maintained and only partially lit. It only took a single glance to see the place was a dive.

Normally, Harry wouldn't have stopped off in a place like this, instead he would have gone to a nice luxurious hotel, used some of his ill-gotten gains to buy their penthouse suite, one which preferably had a Jacuzzi.

After which, he would leisurely prepare for a night on the town, maybe heading to a casino to cheat at poker or on those betting machines they had, or maybe head to a few bars and see where the night takes him. All too often though, this was something that he did alone, now however, he had two companions, two particularly sexy and beautiful companions who would make his evening a lot more exciting.

Not that he thought he would get anywhere with either of them by flirting. From what he had seen so far, Koriand'r was mostly oblivious to his flirtation and advances, still enraptured by the new planet she found herself on, and Raven… Raven was quite a closed off person, and did not seem all that receptive to his puns and innuendos… On top of which, he didn't even know her real name yet, as he was certain Raven was an alias.

That was how Harry had been hoping this night would turn out like, a group of unlikely associates who one day might be friends or possibly something more, just having a good time and spending their heaps of newly acquired cash on frivolous, materialistic and trivial things. Just generally living the dream.

Unfortunately though it was not to be, because as Harry was flying over this part of town heading for the much nicer part he had heard a shriek cut through the night air, before it was followed by a loud cry for help.

It was something that Harry had not been able to ignore, after all, for all of his moral ambiguities and mocking of superheroes, he still liked to think that he was a relatively decent human being. He didn't needlessly hurt the innocent, he didn't thrive off other people's pain, and when someone called for help he would always answer.

He was not a perfect human being, not by a long way, in fact a part of him wasn't even sure if magicals could be considered fully human in the first place? Even so, though he was a flawed, slightly selfish, slightly overconfident being, he still had a shred of decency in him and would not ignore a genuine cry for help. That, and the two girls with him had already gone charging off to help, before he even had a chance to come to fully process what was happening.

Crashing into the alley's broken and worn asphalt, Harry's arrival did not go unnoticed by the occupants of the small and dingy alleyway he had entered, nor did the arrival of Raven and Starfire. The orange skinned Tamaranean, like Harry, loudly smashed into the asphalt with a loud crash, sending a spray of rubble in all directions as the ground cratered beneath her. Raven, much more subtle than the other two, elegantly glided to the ground, soundlessly touching down, her hood once again up and shadowing her dark eyes as she looked on grimly at the scene in front of her.

Rolling his shoulders, and flexing his hands, Harry took in the sight in front of him.

Lying on the floor of the alley, his head caved in, was the limp and unresponsive body of a young man.

Standing over this man was a group of five thugs, all of whom were wearing coats or hoodies, their hoods up and shadowing their faces, with one or two of them going so far as to also have scarves wrapped around their faces. The group of men, for they were obviously not kids, were all currently laughing amongst themselves as one held a bloody metal pipe, three of the others were carrying knives and the final one had a gun, a gun he was currently pressing into the forehead of his other victim.

It was a young blonde woman, one who looked to be either in her late teens or early twenties. Her blue eyes were wide with fear, and her expensive clothing was partially ripped and torn. Currently, she was being backed up into the wall of the alley, the barrel of a gun pressed to her head as the five violent men leered at her.

It took Harry only a single look to come to a swift conclusion on what had happened here.

By the looks of it, the scared young woman had been with the unconscious, or maybe dead, young man that was currently lying in the gutter with his head caved in.

For whatever reason, the young couple, he assumed, had decided to walk through this part of town. Just why they would was a mystery to Harry, but he had no doubt they had a reason. Either way, they had come to this particularly bad part of town and were attacked, the man was struck with a metal bar whilst the woman was shoved against the wall. What would have happened next would likely have been very unpleasant and ended with the man dead and the woman soon to follow.

Luckily, however, Harry, Raven and Starfire were here.

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Almost instantly the men stopped laughing as they saw the three new figures loudly make their appearance.

Immediately the thugs were all on edge, although the younger black haired boy with green eyes could be mistaken as a normal human, the other two couldn't. One of them was grey and was wearing a purple cloak and a tight black leotard, the other was orange and had on a very tight and form fitting purple top and skirt.

So yes, they were not your run of the mill people.

In fact, judging by how unique the two women were it was likely that they were some of these superheroes who had been becoming more and more popular and common in the world.

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"Good evening gents." Harry said with a tight smile, approaching the group of thugs as he did so. His emerald green eyes moving from the bleeding man on the ground to the terrified woman pressed up against the wall. "Having a good night?"

"Keep moving kid!" The thug with the gun said, as he turned his weapon from the innocent woman to Harry, his face set in a scowl as he decided to try and use scare tactics. "You don't want to cause any trouble here, do you… punk?!"

"Really, you're calling me a punk?" Harry said in mock surprise, as he took another step forward, his sharp gaze locked on the gun wielding thug. Some of the more sensible members of the gang started to look nervous at his approach, considering his age and height and putting aside the clearly alien nature of his companions, his confidence alone should have been enough to put them on guard. "Well, I suppose at least it is a good thing that you know what I want and don't want, isn't it?"

"Fuck off, and you won't get hurt!" The man with the bloody metal bar said gruffly, slapping the blood stained bludgeon against his palm to emphasise his point as he did so.

"I'm going to say… pass." Harry replied softly as he stuck one of his hands in his pockets and gave the group a mocking smirk. "You bunch of mindless, incompetent shitstains have pissed me off… and well… I don't like it when people piss me off!"

"Well, you have fucking pissed me off too!" The man with the gun snapped, his patience at an end as he levelled the gun at Harry and fired it.

Harry didn't even blink as the sound of multiple gunshots echoed around the dark alley, nor did he move an inch as four bullets tore through the air towards him. In fact the only thing he did was let out a bored sigh and flick his finger, in response all four bullets froze in mid-air.

Starfire and Raven, however, did react to the man's assault on Harry.

Starfire acted first, her warrior training kicking in as she leapt into action the moment pressed the trigger.

Taking to the air, her hands glowed with green energy as she threw a bolt of the same glowing green energy at the gun wielding thug.

The attack made him let out a yelp of surprise as he tried to dodge, he was only partially successful, instead of the bolt of energy blasting his head to pieces it instead struck his shoulder, shattering the joint and forcing him to drop the gun as he fell to the ground with a scream of agony, his other hand clutching desperately at his ruined shoulder.

Raven's response was to draw on her magic power, making a nearby dumpster glow with a faint black outline before with a thought she sent the dumpster flying through the air striking the man with the metal bar head on and turning him into a bloody paste as it smashed him against the wall on the other side of the alley.

"Low life amateurs," Harry muttered as he scowled at the other three thugs as they began to back away their eyes wide with fear as they found themselves facing someone bigger and meaner than themselves, someone who they weren't able to threaten or intimidate.

Seeing this, Harry allowed the bullets to fall to the ground at his feet, the metal shells bouncing off the pitted and bumpy surface of the alleyway with a clinking sound. He could have just used the bullets, all it would have taken was a thought and a flick of his finger to send them blasting through the men's heads. But he was not in the mood to do that, he was still a bit pissed off as he saw the dregs of humanity once again preying on the innocent.

"P-please d-don't hurt us!" One of the knife wielding thugs said as he dropped his knife. "It was just supposed to b-be a bit of f-fun it wasn't s-supposed to go this f-far."

Harry smiled softly at that, giving the three hoodlums a moment of hope before he crushed it… literally. Raising his hand, Harry used his telekinetic powers.

All three men didn't even have a chance to scream as they were blasted backwards, their weapons clattering to the ground and their limbs snapping like breadsticks as they were hurled across the alleyway and into the wall on the far side with a wet crunch, after which their limp forms fell to the ground in a heap.

Chances of them living were possible, he had restrained himself.

Chances of them ever beating another man to death on the street and attempting to rape his partner, negligible.

The fuckers, if they lived, would be bed bound and drinking out of straws for the rest of their lives, alive but unable to hurt anyone ever again.

The woman, in response to the sudden flurry of violence, let out a scream of terror as she saw the five men crushed, before it all got a bit too much for her, and she just passed out. Soundlessly falling to the ground, her eyes rolling up into the back of her head.

The gun wielding thug, and the nominal leader of the group also let out a scream of horror at what happened to his compatriots. He was still on the ground, one hand clutching his ruined shoulder as he desperately tried to crawl away. "Leave me alone, you monster!"

Hearing a violent murderer/ rapist calling him a monster, Harry scowled before with a twitch of his finger he telekinetically lifted the man up and dragged him over to him, the terrified man struggling to break free as Harry made him hover in front of him, piercing him with his emerald eyed gaze.

"So, I am curious, mister thug, why exactly do you think I am a monster? Weren't you the one who attacked this innocent young couple?" Harry asked, an eyebrow raised.

"Innocent?!" The man spat back incredulously, a hysterical laugh leaving his mouth as he found himself staring into the cold green eyes of this devil in human's flesh before him. "They weren't innocent, they came here to buy a shit ton of drugs off us so they could sell it on to all their rich, little friends. They were drug dealers, and they tried to cheat us!"

The man was telling the truth, Harry could immediately tell that he didn't need to see Raven's nod of confirmation to tell him that much.

Harry's eyes shifted from the man to the unconscious woman as he heard his side of events, he had assumed the couple had been innocent, but it appeared he had been wrong.

Even so, this group of men had attacked them with the intent to kill them and worse, there was no denying that. Criminals preying on criminals, it seemed Gotham had got to the point that it was eating itself alive, this city truly was as bad as he had heard it was.

"So what do you think of that then, hero?! You are helping the bad guys!" The thug shouted, his voice still hysterical, as he continued to try and break free of Harry's grasp.

"I'm no hero…" Harry's finger twitched as he said that, and a loud crunch followed as several of the man's vertebrae were crushed in an instant, along with his arms and legs. The pain of which was apparently too much for the man's mind to bear, as he let loose a single shriek and then passed out.

Clenching his hand into a fist, Harry pushed down the sudden unpleasant feeling in his gut, and instead hurled the man across the alley to land on the heap of his fallen friends.

"So what do we do now?" Raven asked softly as she looked over at Harry. Killing or hurting others was not something that was new to her, but even so she took no pleasure from it. That said, she knew that sometimes it was necessary, even if it was very unpleasant. These men were vultures, carrion who would have continued to prey on those too weak to fight back. "What do we do with them?" She added on as she looked at the unconscious bodies of the young couple they had initially come here to save.

"They're criminals, aren't they?" Harry said as he looked down at them, noticing the way the young man's chest no longer rose or fell, and the faint stirring of the young woman. The man was obviously dead, but the woman was still alive.

"Does that mean you are going to kill them?" Starfire asked uncomfortably. She understood the necessity of killing in battle and war, she also understood that some people could not be redeemed. But still, killing unconscious and unarmed opponents did not sit right with her. "Could they not redeem their honour?"

"No, the guy's already dead for one" Harry replied as he looked first at Raven and then Starfire, a slight smile on his lips.

He wasn't going to kill her, but nor was he going to let them go, they were drug dealers after all. They peddled drugs to vulnerable and addicted people, making money off other people's weakness and suffering. They deserved punishment, that much he knew, they couldn't be allowed to continue spreading pain and misery. He wouldn't be like the heroes and let evil continue to survive, but he wouldn't be a psychopath either that killed anyone and everyone that crossed him. There were other ways.

"We'll drop them off at the police station, their pockets full of the drugs they were going to buy. They are scum, but they are not monsters, we'll let the courts deal with them." He continued, his gaze no longer on the pretty blonde, but instead on his companions. "If you both agree, that is?"

Raven and Starfire both nodded.

"What about them?" Raven asked, nodding over at the pile of bloodied and crippled men.

"What about them?" Harry shrugged, his gaze shifting over to the others in the alley.

Starfire frowned. "Mercy to the defeated is not a sin."

Harry sighed, "Fine whatever, we'll leave an anonymous tip with the police, they'll probably send some officers and an ambulance. Will that mollify you?"

Starfire smiled at him.

Raven merely rolled her eyes and shrugged.

"Great," Harry said, fighting the urge to roll his own eyes as he did so.

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Watching carefully from the top of a nearby building, Harry frowned as he saw the police taking in the bound drug dealer he had left on their doorstep into the police department. He really hoped that he wouldn't regret letting the woman have a second chance.

Personally, he found second chances tenuous things, things that were just not really worth the effort. Even so, he had made his decision, and hopefully the young woman would sort her life out, maybe the loss of her friend and a brief stint in prison was just the thing she needed to slap some sense into her? If not… well, she had better hope to never meet Harry again.

"Right then, now that that is dealt with let's find a nice hotel and enjoy a good soak in a hot tub together!" Harry said with a grin as he turned to look at Raven and Starfire.

Raven let out an amused sigh and rolled her eyes, a response which was becoming her default to the majority of his suggestions.

Starfire however looked concerned. "But I don't have a swimming costume… is it not earth tradition that a costume should be worn for water activity?"

"Oh that's not a problem at all, I will introduce you to the glory that is skinny dipping?" Harry replied with a grin and a wink to Raven, who in response let out yet another sigh.

"And what is this dipping of the skin?" Starfire asked, curious over this unfamiliar phrase. She had learned the English language from Harry a week ago, but even so she still struggled to understand some of the human's foreign phrases and sayings, things that didn't quite translate over well into Tamaranean.

"Oh, you are going to love it!" Harry said with a grin as he slung an arm around Starfire's shoulders. "And so am I!"

"No you won't." Raven spoke up as she brushed past Harry and took a confused Starfire by the hand. "I will go and take Starfire to find a swimsuit."

"Spoilsport." Harry replied good-naturedly as he watched Raven begin to lead Starfire away. "Make sure you get bikinis, really skimpy ones!"

Raven stopped at that and turned to look at Harry at that, an unimpressed look on her face. "You go and sort out a nice hotel room, one with three rooms."

"Wouldn't it be more financially prudent to get a single room between the three of us, we're in a recession after all and besides we can all cuddle together and share a bed… call it a team bonding exercise?" Harry replied enthusiastically.

"You've just robbed a fortune from a bank. I think you can afford it." Raven responded dryly, a deadpan expression on her face.

"No, no, no Raven, I liberated a fortune from a mob run bank, there is a difference." Harry replied quickly, a smile on his face as he enjoyed the back and forth banter he had with Raven. "Besides, that's all going to charity…"

Raven raised an eyebrow at that, and Harry's grin grew bigger. "Okay, point taken, I'll get a three bedroom penthouse with a hot tub, but you have to wear a bikini in the hot tub too!"

"Tell you what, I will wear a bikini if you wear one as well." Raven replied with her mouth twitching upwards again as she fought back a smile, she too was enjoying the back and forth she had with Harry.

"I'll wear a mankini and that's my final offer." Harry replied.

"On second thoughts, never mind." Raven said a look of mock revulsion crossing her face.

"Ok that was just hurtful." Harry called out as Raven and Starfire left, a grin on his face. "I'll be at the Hampton's Hotel and Casino! Actually, fuck that I will just wait around here for you to get back, and then we can head there together."

Raven gave him an acknowledgement wave as she heard that, before both she and Starfire took to the air. "We shouldn't be too long."

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(Elsewhere in Gotham)

Looking down into an alleyway that stank of blood, Batman's eyes narrowed as he watched several paramedics load up the last of the injured gangbangers.

A new player was in the city, one that didn't play by the rules.

Standing up from where he had been kneeling on the top of a high-rise building, Batman looked across the city, his eyes narrowed as he saw a bright orange speck, far off in the distance, take to the air.

There was a killer in his city, at least two of those gangbangers were dead, and he wouldn't rest until whoever had killed them, had been brought to justice.

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AN: So what did you all think? I've made Harry slightly less sociopathic then he was in the original version of this story. So he's less of a murderhobo, and more of an overpowered teen with a tendency to be a bit arrogant and dickish sometimes, because come one, if you were wandering around with superpowers form a young age wouldn't you?

Also, because I am bored of the suspense, I'll say this for Harry's powerset, it is not just based off of Tatsumaki from OPM anymore, instead it is heavily inspired by Red Witch, or Wanda Maximoff's powerset, so if you know your marvel/MCU, and are aware of DC, you might know what's coming. Like I said before, he isn't magicless.

Either way I am looking forward to writing more of this. Hopefully you enjoyed reading it, or continue to do so. If not then please tell what you didn't like, or what you thought could have been done better? Please leave a review, comment etc. If you have any questions or suggestions feel free to PM me.

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Thanks for reading, and I'll see you later.

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