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Zatanna stared out of the house's windows. The view was pitch black, yet it gave some comfort. Not even she knew why. Maybe it was nothingness that reflected her current current state. Or the lack of sound not hampering her ears. Whatever the case, it wasn't entirely working. The magician kept thinking about her father. Why didn't he tell her about any of this? Zatanna recalled some old, happier memories. One was a conversation between her and Giovanni when she was eight.

"Is this your number?" He asked, revealing the eight of hearts. Zatanna sarcastically clapped her hands.

"Well done, you've managed the easiest trick ever." She quipped.

"Oh really? Laa sdrac emoceb thgie fo straeh. I must admit... I did cheat a bit." Giovanni turned over the entire deck. The little girl stared in amazement as every card had become the eight of hearts. The Giovanni turned them around again. "Nruter ot lamron." Once again the magician revealed every card. This time though the cards were all their normal selves. Zatanna gave her father a standing ovation.

"Daddy, That was amazing! How did you do that?"

"You know a magician never reveals his secrets." The young girl felt slightly cheated. Nevertheless she quickly got over it. "Let me show you trick!"

Suddenly it dawned on her. She always believed that her fathers backwards speech was just an act. However that wasn't the case, it was how he used his magic. Zatanna started simple, she gazed at a glass of water on the table. With her hand extended, she stated the spell.

"Ssalg ot em." Suddenly the glass flew up and into the black haired woman. Zatanna smiled as she looked around. It was time to test this new power out.

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Back at Wayne Manor the three young heroes were still waiting for a response. It had been over four hours since they set up their facial identification software. Dick was the most restless out of them all. He was pacing up and down the room. Just waiting for an update to his adopted fathers whereabouts. Kara and Gohan meanwhile were patiently sitting on his sofa.

"Dick, don't worry. I'm sure Batman is alright." Gohan told him. This didn't help matters though.

"I just don't know who could have gotten the jump on him? Joker is in Arkham. Was it Bane? Killer Croc? Riddler?" The boy wonder mumbled.

"Worrying about it is just making this whole thing worse." Dick stopped in his tracks and took a deep breath, remembering Batman's teachings. Whenever he was out in the field, Dick always needed to keep a cool head. Robin calmed himself and sat next to Gohan. The latter being between both his friends. "So who do you think it is?"

"I don't care who it is. I just need to hit someone." Kara added pushing her right fist into the left palm. Her male counterparts gave her a funny look.

"Kara, are you ok?" The sidekick of Batman asked.

"Never better. Why'd you ask?"

"Well... you just seem a little... off."

"I'm fine, just happy that we're finally going to act like proper heroes. Maybe it'll prove our worth to the others."

"What are you talking about?" Gohan questioned her.

"You can't be serious? Are you not sick of them treating you like a kid all the time?" The Kryptonian argued.

"But we are kids."

"Yeah, Dick is a master martial artist and can hack anything. You have energy blasts that can destroy anything and I was handpicked into a special forces group. We are not normal kids." Her two male counterparts were still not entirely convinced. "Think of it this way. Remember when Sinestro attacked Tokyo. Instead of going to help defeat Parallax. We were forced to stay behind. I don't know about you, but that is not going to happen again!"

"Look, just don't do anything rash." Dick added. "Now before we do anything else. I feel we need to address our elephant in the room." The boy wonder looked over to Gohan. Who seemed very surprised at this.

"Wait why am I the elephant?" Gohan asked.

"Because you don't yet have a secret identity. Do you want everyone to know who you are?"

"I never really thought about a secret identity. So what you guys suggest I do?" Robin and Supergirl looked to one another smiling.

"I think we can figure something out." Kara added.

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Bruce slowly opened his eyes. He was tired and hurt in several places. However the main problem he faced was the fact his hands were chained up. His entire body hung two feet into the air. Batman looked around his surroundings. He was in a plain stone floored room. The only other notable feature was a large hole in the wall. Revealing that the dark knight was currently located in a jungle. The sun looked to be setting. Bruce checked his watch to see it at six pm. Sunset was scheduled for eight, meaning this timezone was two hours ahead. With all the evidence it looked like he was somewhere in the Amazon rainforest. Taking a deep breath, Bruce assessed his injuries. He soon came to the conclusion that his ankle was sprained. What's more, he had at least two broken ribs. All of a sudden the door flung open. And stepping into the room, was Turles.

"Well it seems our guest has awoken." The Saiyan mumbled to himself. Bruce meanwhile simply stared at the man. "You know I feel there's some animosity between us. So how about we break the ice. I want to know everything about Kakarot. Where he lives? Who are the people he cares about?" Bruce though refused to answer him. Turles chuckled at his victims blank expression. "Has Kakarot over spoken about me? You see I used to run a gang called the Crusher Corps. We did a number of jobs, mainly looting other ships and stealing cargo. I had a good crew to help me... Well mostly good. You see, every once in a while one would betray me. And that truly hurt my feelings. So when we caught them, I would torture them. Next day I would perform something different, much worse than the last. Then another... and another... and another. Until the traitor eventually died. I had this one gentleman last three weeks would you believe it. So I'm going to ask again. Where is Kakarot." However that speech didn't stop Bruce from sticking to his guns.

"This isn't the first time someone has threatened me with torture." Bruce responded. Causing the Saiyan pirate to tut.

"You couldn't make things simple could you?" Turles stood up used his ki to slice Bruce's leg. The billionaire screamed out in pain, knowing that more were coming.

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Zatanna was having a blast with her new found powers. The magic she had gained was growing at an unprecedented rate. Even she couldn't explain what was happening. It was as if a lightbulb had suddenly been switched on. The magician was starting to complete more difficult tasks, like making objects appear from thin air. Zatanna had a constant smile on her face performing. Suddenly she got the urge to do something naughty.

"Toohs gninthgil." She chanted. Within a split second her hand suddenly turned into an explosive lightning rod, metaphorically of course. A huge bolt had appeared and slammed into the wall. Zatanna tensed up as she quietly walked away from the crime scene. Her heart suddenly slowed as she found herself exploring John's room. There wasn't very much to it. Just a single bed and a lot of magical books. However one thing stood out. There was a picture of a young woman by his bed. Zatanna picked it up, curious of this woman's identity. All of a sudden a blue light surrounded her. Zatanna turned from one side to another, her body trembling. She was whisked away into some hotel room. The magician eyes widened when she noticed the Eiffel Tower outside. She then looked down to see a familiar face. "John?" However the smoker was blissfully unaware of her presence. Sitting beside him was the woman she saw earlier. And across from them stood a demonic looking being. Zatanna thought she'd be frightened of this thing. However after everything the top hat wearing girl had been through, she wasn't. John and the demon were playing some poker.

"Seems it's not your luck tonight Dabura." Constantine bragged, clearly winning. The demon, who had pink skin and two horns. He was slightly taller than John and had a black beard. He wore blue overalls topped off with a white cape.

"The day is not over yet, Constantine!" He warned the magician.

"Careful John." The woman in John's picture pleaded. She was quite a bit smaller than her male counterpart. She had blonde hair, white skin and wore a black dress. Constantine turned over the final card. The five cards faced up were a seven, ten, jack, queen and king. Constantine looked at his card, to see a four and an ace. John put on his best poker face. Knowing this hand would be enough.

"Don't worry Astra, I know what I'm doing. What do you say we up the stakes a little?" Constantine offered. "If I win this hand, you hand over the Baetylus stone." Dabura smiled at Johns request.

"So that's the reason you challenged me. Very well... however if I win, your soul is mine." The demon negotiated. Astra almost fell off her chair. The smoker however was unfazed.

"You're on." The two shook hands, much to Astra's dismay.

"John what are you doing? Have you forgotten everything I've taught you?" The mentor yelled at her pupil. John however ignored her as he revealed his cards.

"Royal flush. I believe you owe me a stone!" Dabura didn't even looked bothered as he revealed his two cards. John felt cocky as he looked, until he saw them. Dabura had an ace and a seven in his hand. The pin dropped, the magician knew he had just made a catastrophic mistake. John tried to teleport away, but he found himself trapped in an energy field. The two humans hearts were suddenly beating rapidly. Dabura walked over to the trapped magician, smirking all the way.

"So it seems that the famous John Constantine is now my slave." The demon cockily said. "Guess your luck finally ran out."

"Wait!" Astra screamed, gaining the demon's attention. "If you have to steal someone's soul... take mine."

"No Astra! Don't do it!" John repeatedly yelled. Dabura studied the female magician very closely.

"Very well, I accept your offer. Much as I would love to see John Constantine suffer. He'd annoy me after five minutes. But you? You'll make a fine addition to my collection." The demon said, waving his hand to free John and trap Astra. The male magician rapidly ran towards her, tears rushing down his face.

"Astra... You can't." His words were barely even audible. "Why are you doing this?" Astra smiled as the two looked into each other's eyes for once last time.

"We all do crazy things, for the people we care about." Suddenly both Astra and Dabura teleported away, leaving a heartbroken John. The smoker fell to his knees, crying. Zatanna tensed up, taking three tiny steps backwards. Before being plunged back into the house of mystery. She turned around to see the real Constantine standing before her. His eyes were a mixture of sadness, confusion and anger.

"How did you do that? Not even I can access someone's memories like that!" John firmly asked. Zatanna though didn't even say anything. She was in too much shock to answer. "Get out."

"John..." she tried to respond.

"Get out!" The female magician instantly left the room, not wanting to upset him further. Constantine stared at the photo before falling to his knees in tears.

So that wraps up this chapter. Hope you all enjoyed.

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Thefishking: This will be my own version. Bardock father of Goku, Saiyan and Frieza sagas all stayed very close to the source material. However I feel I need a bit more freedom so this won't be anything like the film.

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2: Yes they did. Without spoiling, the motives mirror the overall theme of this arc.

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Guest 1: spoiler alert

Guest 2: there were some neat ideas. Android 21 on paper is amazing. However it never fully gos with its ideas. Android 21s internal struggle is never really given it's due. And when it is they separates her good and evil side. I mean how more intersecting would it have been if she was constantly shown to be conflicting with herself. Think Spider-Man and the black suit. Or bakura with the minellium rings. The power warps their minds yet they are addicted to it. The have three different stories was pointless because they all end pretty much the same. And fighting clones constantly gets so tedious. Compare that to injustice 2, Where every fight matters. Where events in the story mode changes those characters for better or worse. It's a shame too because fighterz story had a lot of potential. But it was just wasted. Rant over.

Guest 3: I get where you're coming from but at the same time there are so many inconsistencies with power levels in the series. Raditz power level was five times that of Goku's and Piccolo. Yet Goku got the jump on him twice. Frieza's power level was so much higher than Gohans yet he managed to get few hits in. Anyway it wouldn't make sense t9 use power levels in my story anyway. Half the cast don't use Ki anyway.