Chapter Six.
"Mr Luthor?" Lex and Batman looked up to see one of Lex's servants, a young woman with long reddish-brown hair and green eyes walked in smiling at them.
"Yes Julia?" Lex said, politely, causing Batman to raise an eyebrow. The dark knight was surprised at his courteousness.
"Mr Bruce Wayne is in the hall way outside waiting for you," Julia said. Lex's jaw dropped.
"How'd he get here so quickly?" Lex asked. Batman smirked. "You can let him in Julia."
"Okay sir,"
"Lex," Lex said, "call me Lex."
"Sure Lex," Julia smiled before leaving the room to let Bruce Wayne inside. Batman took a good look at his alternative self. He was about twenty-four, dark brown hair sat perfectly on his head as his blue eyes glared across the room at lex.
"Is there a reason you sent me those emails, Luthor," Bruce asked, cutting to the chase "You're giving me the distinct feeling you seem to like bats a tad bit to much."
"I didn't send them," Lex said, pointing behind him, "He did."
Bruce looked around with raised brows. "I heard you had mental problems, but I thought make-belief friends were only for children."
"I-" Lex looked around only to find Batman had disappeared from sight. "Batman?"
"Batman?" Bruce laughed, somewhat nervously. "Are you drunk?"
"Wow," Lex muttered, as he watched Batman drop from the ground behind Bruce. "You're good."
"I'd like to think so," Bruce said.
"Not you," Lex drawled, pointing behind Bruce. The other billionaire turned and jumped in shock when he saw a man dressed in black tights, a black cape and a bat shaped mask. One almost identical to the one he wore during the night.
"Who the hell?" Bruce muttered.
"Lex, get out," Batman said.
"But this is-"
"Out!" Batman snapped. Lex rolled his eyes and left the room.
"Who are you?" Bruce whispered. He swallowed nervously. Did Lex Luthor know that he was Batman? Bruce only donned the identity of Batman two months ago, to protect Gotham, but now there was a man who seemed to know who and what he was.
"I'm you," Batman said, "From another version of this world."
"I'm meant to believe you?"
"Your mother was Martha, your father was Thomas," Batman said, "Your uncle was Philip, your grandpa was Jack, and your great grand mother was Laura Elizabeth Wayne."
"Please," Bruce sighed, rolling his eyes, "You could have gotten that of the net."
"You once fell through the grounds at your home," Batman said, annoyed at his younger versions child-like action. "You found caves filled with bats. You swore on the day of your parents funeral that you'd rid Gotham City of all evil."
"How do you know all this?" Bruce asked, "I haven't told any one but-"
"Alfred," Batman said, "Don't worry, he didn't tell me. I told him, in my world at least."
"What do you want from me?" Bruce asked, suspiciously.
"Your help to get back home to our world," Batman said. "My friends and I need your help."
"Friends?"
"There is going to be other heroes out there Bruce," Batman said, "You can meet one soon. His name is Clark Kent."
"Oh," Bruce said. "Is he from your world?"
"No," Batman said, "Your world. He'll become a very trustworthy ally and a worthy friend. Trust me."
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Clark groaned in annoyance and turned to Superman, "Does he usually talk this much?"
Superman looked at Clark and then at Wally and nodded. The fastest man alive was yapping away about anything that came to his mind. Girls, sleep, speed force, Lex Luthor, sex, girls, toilet paper, wrestling, Orlando Bloom, pirates, football, the X-men, girls, tooth brushes, the Irish, Green Lantern, music, girls, the Simpsons, angels, cars, movies, and girls. Now he was talking about how wonderful it was to work with the League.
"You know what the best part is, Clarkie?" Flash asked. Clark growled, frustrated at the nickname. "All the girls wear tights and boy, does it bring out their butts."
"Flash!" Diana and Superman scolded. Kara giggled.
"Hey Flash," Clark said, shaking his head, "I bet I could beat you in a race to Metropolis, the Daily Planet."
"I'm the fastest man alive, Clarkie," Flash said, bluntly.
"What? You chicken?" Clark said, innocently. It was enough for the Flash to reconsider.
"No one calls the Flash a chicken!" Flash said standing on. "You're on, Clarkie!"
Clark stood up, "Let's go outside."
"Clark," Superman said, "Don't bother, I can tell you know. He'll whoop your ass."
"I know I can beat him," Clark said, stubbornly, "Come on, Speedy. Show me what you're made of."
"Let him go, Kal," Kara said, "Some thing tells me Clark knows what he's doing."
"I hope," Superman said.
"Can some one count us in?" asked Clark, as he got himself ready to run.
"Okay," Booster said, "One! Two! Three!"
The two fast superheros shot of like bullets in the direction of Metropolis. Wonderwoman looked at Superman. "By the time Clark reaches Flash is going to return two or three times."
"No he won't," Clark said suddenly reappearing, "I was just trying to get rid of him."
Booster Gold and Supergirl burst out laughing, Wonderwoman giggled as Superman shook his head. "I, of all people, should have known."
"Puh-lease," Kara said, within laughter, "You, are way too much of a boy scout to think up something like that."
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Wally grinned as he reached the Daily Planet building. He sat himself down at a bench and waiting for the younger man to reach him. He waited. And waited. He sighed and looked down at the Rolex watch around his wrist. He had taken it from Lex Luthor just before they left for the farm. He wondered if Lex noticed it was missing. It had been more then five minutes since he arrived. Superman would have been able to make it four minutes earlier. He growled. Clark Kent had tricked him! That little farm boy!
He stood up and got ready to run back to Smallville when a teenager, ran past him. He watched as the boy unclipped the watch he nicked from Lex and bolted off. Flash was stunned, the people around the boy seemed to be frozen. And the dweeb had just stolen a watch he stole! He darted off, at the speed of light after the boy.
The kid turned his head and gasped when he saw the older man running after him and keeping up.
"Crap!" He squeaked.
"Damn right!" Wally snapped, dodging an old lady and her dog frozen on the street. "Give me back my watch!"
The boy ignored him and turned into an alley, Flash spun into the alley way and smirked when he noticed the boy was cornered. He stopped a few metres away from the boy and held out his hand.
"Just give me back the watch kid," Wally said, walking up slowly to him. The boy looked around nervously. "Don't bother trying to out run me again. I've had many years of experience, while you're just a little kid. Besides you'll probably run into another alley, kid."
"I'm not a kid!" the boy snapped, still searching for an escape root. "Who are you?"
"The Flash," Wally said, beginning to wonder if the boy was a younger version of himself. The boy had short blondish red hair that he spiked upwards and pale blue eyes. He was wearing black track pants and a red shirt with a yellow lighting bolt. His bag which was hanging by his side was black. It too had a yellow lighting bolt that was in a red circle. "What's your name kid? It's not Wally West is it?"
The boy was silent for a minute, but then he shook his head. "It's Bart."
"Okay," Wally said.
"I'm guessing Flash ain't your real name, man," Bart said.
"It's Wally West," Wally said.
"Why the hell did you just ask me if my name was Wally then?"
"Long story," Flash said.
Bart lifted his bag to his chest and opened it. He pulled out a few cards and then threw one at Wally. Flash caught it, and turned it around to read it. It was an identification card. There was a picture of Bart grinning widely, and next to the photo it wrote:
Wally West
DOB: March 19 1987.
"Its one of my names," Bart said looking at the ground.
"Why'd you take my watch?" Wally asked. "Stealing's wrong. You should know that."
He decided not to mention he nicked the watch first.
"Not if you don't hurt any one," Bart said, rebelliously.
"How do you know you didn't hurt me," Wally snapped, "What if I got that watch of a close friend or family member? You don't think I wouldn't be upset. How would you like it if I stole that bag and everything in it, eh?"
"It's a stupid bag," Bart said.
"And you have no valuables in it?" Wally said, "No gifts from parents or friends, or pictures?"
"First off, my parents think I'm a freak," Bart snarled, Wally flinched, "Second; I don't need friends."
"Every one needs a friend, kid," Wally shrugged. "Even you."
"I'm too quick for every one," Bart muttered. He pulled out the Rolex from his bag and threw it at Wally. The Flash caught it and wrapped it around his wrist. He watched as the boy walked past him and towards the entrance of the alley way. Wally walked after him just as three bulky brutes walked into the alley way. The biggest pulled out a small silver gun and pointed it at Bart's head
"Hand of the bag," another man, growled, eying the Rolex, "And the watch."
"No way!" Bart snapped. Wally squeezed his shoulder and pulled the boy behind him. Wally heard the trigger being pulled back.
"Now!" the man with the gun barked. Wally turned towards Bart and mouthed 'run' as he nodded.
"Hand it over buddy," Wally said, smiling at Bart. Bart nodded and held the bag forward. Just as the third man leaned in to grabbed the bag, Wally grabbed Bart by the arm and zipped them out of the alley way. They could hear the swearing as Wally rushed the boy towards Smallville.
"Where are we going?" asked Bart mistrustfully.
"A friend's," Wally said, "My friends and I all have special gifts like yours. We use them to help people and to save lives."
"What do you get out of it?"
"Satisfaction, that I'm doing the right thing," Wally said, instantly, "And more importantly; girls!"
"Awesome, man!" Bart said, finally agreeing with what Wally was saying.
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"So when are you gonna check out your sources to see if Clark's new family is for real or not," Pete asked, smirking. Lex had rung him and told him that it was now safe for Chloe to search for the information.
"I'm not," Chloe said, Pete raised an eyebrow to stun to speak. "First I'm gonna tell Clark and then I'm going to Lex's."
"Actually it'll be better off if you skip Clark and go to Lex," Pete said, "'Sides, Lex has already checked it up."
"Has he?" Chloe said.
"Yup," Pete grinned. "He just wanted to make sure it wasn't just another Rachel. For Clark's sake, he said."
"Oh good," Chloe grinned. "Lex believes their story?"
"Yeap," Pete said, "Actually it was Lex who found them."
"Oh okay," Chloe said frowning.
"What's wrong?" Pete asked.
"What if they want Clark to go back with them from wherever they came from?" Chloe said.
"It's up to Clark," Pete shrugged, "Though; I don't think he'll want to. I mean Lana and her dad don't live together."
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"Hello Chloe," Lex grinned, as the blonde walked in. Chloe grinned at the billionaire, her smile faltered when she saw Bruce Wayne sitting opposite of him.
"You know Bruce Wayne?" Chloe gasped rushing towards the playboy.
"Hello, billionaire," Lex said, waving his hands in front of his face.
"Mr Wayne, it's a pleasure to meet you," she grinned holding out her hand.
"Pleasure to meet you too," Bruce smiled shaking her hand.
"You think I could get an interview," Chloe asked.
"I don't see why not," Bruce shrugged, smiling at her. Chloe's mouth broke into a large grin.
"She's known me for about three years," Lex muttered, "Never asked me for an interview."
"I guess I'm more interesting," Bruce grinned.
"Sure you are," Lex smirked, "But you don't have an evil son of a bitch for a father, whose trying to take over the world."
"No," Bruce smirked, "Fortunately."
"What's up, Chloe?" Lex asked.
"You heard about Clark's new family?" Chloe asked.
"Yeap," Lex smiled, "Don't worry Chloe, their story checks out, and Kal's ready to take a blood test."
"Good," Chloe smiled just as there was a knock on the door. The three turned to see two men walk in. The large man, who was twice the size of the first, had a crop of short spiky red hair, with a grouchy handsome looking face. The other man had ear length blonde hair and a sweet looking face.
"Hello," the smaller man said politely. He looked at Chloe with open eyes, but the second she looked him directly in the eyes, he looked away awkwardly.
"Er, Bruce, Chloe meet Hank and Don," Lex said, "eh… My cousins."
"Hello," Bruce and Chloe said, together.
"Sup," Hank said, as he sat down on one of the couches. He lifted his feet onto the desk and smirked at Lex, who closed his eyes impatiently. Don sat beside his brother, and sighed.
"Hank, take your feet of the table," Don moaned.
"Is that whiskey?" Hank asked, pointing at a crystal jar. He decided to ignore his brother like usual.
"Yes," Lex said, not bothering to explain which one it was, he doubted Hank gave a shit.
"Fill us up," Hank grinned, Lex nodded and began to fill the piss-coloured drink. "Bit more, bit more. Yeah, that's it."
Don groaned, as Chloe giggled.
"Hey Lex?" Hank asked
"Yeah," Lex answered.
"You got milk?"
"Um, I guess so," Lex said, sounding confused. "Why?"
"For Donny here," Hank snorted. Bruce smirked as Lex sniggered. Don blushed furiously, suddenly wanting to punch his brother. He looked up at Chloe, who was grinning at him. He went bright red as he looked away faster then before. He winced as he felt a sharp pain in his neck
"Well," Chloe started, "I have to leave, Mr Wayne, when will you be able we can have that interview?"
"I can call you," Bruce said, "I think I might be here for a while."
"I'll give you my details," Chloe said pulling out a business card from her handbag.
"I think you should also give one to Don," Hank let out a snort, as Don went redder.
Chloe nodded and pulled out another business card, and handed it to Don. She grinned at him as the small blonde man slowly took it off her.
"Bye guys," Chloe said, before leaving. Hank turned to his brother, and grinned when he saw the younger man staring at the card in awe.
"Happy, Don?" Hank smirked.
"Shut up," Don whispered, still staring at the card.
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"Hey Batman," Lex said as he entered his office. Batman was sitting at his desk on the computer. "What are you up to?"
"I found the creature that sent us here," Batman said, not looking up.
"What is it?" Lex asked walking behind Batman to look at the screen. It was a large creature with the body of a bull, the wings of an eagle and the head of a man. "It's a Sheedu Lamussu."
"An Assyrian winged bull," Batman said, "Although what we fought against had the body of a lion."
"It's strange though," Lex observed, "The Lamussu is meant to be a spiritual guardian. Its name 'Sheedu Lamussu' means 'Repellent of Evil'."
"Which makes this even more confusing," Batman sighed.
"I don't think they can move in our world," Lex said.
"There's a myth," Batman started, "That there are people who are able to control the Lamussu. They can awake it from stone to a real creature."
"But who awoke it?"
"I don't know," Batman said, "it could be anyone from their group. Luthor, Grodd, Shade, Joker, Parasite. Any one of them."
"Damn," Lex sighed.
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Next Chapter: Wally introduces Bart to his friends. Don email Chloe. Hawkgirl almost gets caught by Julia, but Lex distracts her. Clark and Superman discuss each others lives. Pete and Supergirl play a game of basket-ball.
Ozscott: Don't fall off! I'm not that exciting! I'm glad I'm having such a reaction. Next chapter you'll get some Pete/Kara and Chloe/Don action. I'm still deciding other pairings. I have a very good idea for Lex, and it's gonna surprise you all!
Silence: Does your name mean I should shut up… Any way, bad joke of the day is done… I'm glad you're enjoying the story!
Phoenix Skyborne: My bad on the Out of characterism…but im hopeless at keeping them in character… even though I practically live of both shows…As for mum instead of mom, I'm an Aussie, so for me seeing mom looks weird! Its sounds weirder…
And I so don't remember using a 'torch' in this fic… oh well, you have to put up with the Aussie Lingo, but if I start making characters say things like Crikey! Or Fair Dinkum, then you can kick me!
Gizmo: Hooked ay? Well, honestly, one of us must be drunk…its probably me, since I'm the aussie… I'm surprised so many peeps are reading this but I suppose it shouldn't surprise me, cuz I'm just great…(note sarcasm)
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