He stilled in the womans grip, his mom his real mom. He'd have to tell Mary and Freddie they'll want to meet her. But holy moly, Batman finding them seemed odd. I mean he'd understand Freddie coming back as Marvel Jr. or him getting Darla but Batman?
"Damian." Batman rasped as if he was something that he had never seen before. "I." He stopped, "I'm sorry." He turned away, "Talia, take care of him, I'll find his friends." He dismissed leaving.
Billy felt his chest tighten, he didn't know what was going on. The woman continued to cry out his name as if he died and Batman stared at him as if he were a ghost. A light blue Lightning strike hit above them making Billy snap back into reality. His face contorting into one of resolve. He wiggles his way out of his mother's grip, "Hey… Um—Mum!" He called out waving his hands in front of her face. The tears on her face stilled and she stared at him happiness gleaming in her eyes. "We—We gotta go!" The static particles in the room flashing and sparkling, crackling over and over until they couldn't hear anything.
Flames burst from the camera which he momentarily forgot about. He dropped it in panic flailing his arms. "Ibn!" The woman yelled, placing her jacket on top of him blocking him from the stings. He gasped out, air rushing out of his lungs. He didn't know what had happened next only that floors below them had exploded and they were about to be burnt alive.
Thankfully, whatever happened stopped and they were safe for at least a minute, the woman jumped out of a defensive pose and ran towards the stairs pulling Billy alongside her. When they made it up the stairs the entire floor was covered in ice, there were a few spots where it was heating up but it was cold in there.
He barely felt it, thankfully he still had his mother's jacket. The coat was a little big, that was a lie. it was huge. It went passed it butt and the arms drooped down farther than it was supposed to. It was probably just him, he was still pretty small from the foster homes he had been to.
"You called me mom." She said wistfully, looking down at him. "You've always just called me mother, though it is nice for a change." Her voice sad, but the way she looked at him was one with happiness.
"My name's Billy Batson, and well the only mom I've had died, she was murdered. I'm pretty sure my uncle put them up to it, I have a sister as well, she's pretty cool she'll love you, I just know it." He told her, not really knowing what to say, I mean what would you say if your mother whom you can't recall came up to you and saved you from an explosion? You don't.
"But…...Did you abuse me?"
Talia's eyes flashed onto the boys heart where she was remembered him being stabbed, looking down she recalled the amount of times her father had forced her son to do things even she had problems doing. "My father, your grandfather did. Now… he's gone." She told him, venom lacing her voice as she talked about her father.
"Do You actually care that you found me? I'm sorry these are all personal questions the're just things I thought to say for quite some time." He elaborated, his hands making motions in the air, also nodding his head in a way that seemed as though it would explain everything.
"I do care, you are my only child, I can't have anymore." She told him, taking a breath in as she thought about the other clones, the ones that were now burnt to the ground in some old league compound. "And I don't mind you asking questions, may I ask some as well?"
"Yeah sure."
"How is your crusading around Fawcett city?"
"I don't know what you mean?" He blurted out, her eyes looked unconvinced and she was smirking.
"Captain Marvel, Billy Batson. one sister Mary Marvel known as Mary Bromfield and a brother who goes by Marvel Jr. who is Freddie Freeman, Darla Marvel, Darla Dudley, Eugene Marvel, Eugene Manscroft and Pedro Marvel also known as, Pedro Manscroft. I just found out, you shouldn't transform just anywhere you know, that's how villans find out who you are." Talia explained, his eyes widened as she named his family.
"Not really." He told her hesitantly, "most already know who I am, in fact my villains are trying to help me hide my identity along with the others because If I somehow get my identity revealed then that means they'd have less time to wreak havoc, the same things go for the other villains, if superman suddenly gets outed then there's no reason for his job and he can go fight crime more often."
"Or.." she drawled, "it's because you are a child,"
"That to." He agreed as they walked passed another door, a crackling sound from the room exploded making Talia grab on to him and pull away, thankfully the doors hid them from any shrapnel the explosion could have caused, "we gotta find them quick!"
Talia stared at her son, who looked vulnerable, "we shouldn't have split up and.—" he sniffled, "we should have taken the normal way home." She picked him up, she hid her worries, he was so light, hell even a toddler could probably pick him up after the age of four. She shook in anger, her teeth clenched together as he cried onto her shoulder.
"Your sister and brother are going to be fine, That I can promise you."
Late update sorry! I already posted this chapter on Ao3 but I forgot about by accident whoops. Umm, yeah sorry, the next chapter Will be in a Week or so, been really busy with all the snowdays lol.