Mates: Book Three
Chapter Five
By: Sibaas
Disclaimer: I own nothing accept the plot and whatever else I happened to pull out of my ass to make this story possible. Enjoy!
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It was only a matter of time before all hell broke loose. So many people in the universe. Some boiling with rage and seeing red, others so icy and emotionless that it only served to fuel the other people's anger.
And what's worse was how it happened. Normally, the insane ones were the ones unable to keep a grasp on their emotions. They felt everything violently and without mercy. The sane ones were the ones with tight leashes on their emotions. Now, now everything was reversed. The insane were calm and acting rationally...while the sane were talking about going to war.
Hell had broken loose and was having a party.
They didn't have anymore time to waste.
Unless the gods did something (and fast) the entire universe was going to end up destroying itself.
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The first explosion had happened actually in Metropolis. It had been loud, causing the ground to shake, and several more had gone off afterwards. Bruce didn't know how many lives had been lost, nor did he care. Neither did anyone else for that matter, if their words were anything to go by.
After Metropolis had started, several cities afterwards followed suit and before any of them knew it, then entire world was in utter chaos. Riots everyone, people breaking into buildings and taking what they wanted, though mostly it came down to weapons and more weapons. Fires had claim lord knew how many lives, and finally, finally Bruce found it in himself to care.
Especially when it spread to Gotham. And his people had started shooting others and joining the madness. No, not his city goddammit. Not when he could stop it. Bruce personally didn't know what the hell was going on. Why the policemen where opening fire on citizens without being provoked. But he did know he couldn't allow it to continue on in his city.
He had ran down to the cave and was in the process of suiting up when his senses kicked in, telling him to duck. Having learned long ago not to question them, he did so, just managing to avoid the...teapot that had been thrown at his head? What the...?
Bruce turned around, sighing when he saw Alfred glaring at him. "Was that really necessary?"
"You are not going out there Bruce."
Cocked an eyebrow, before pulling the cowl over his head. "I beg to differ." He didn't know what had gotten under Alfred's skin this time, but he didn't have time for it. Gotham needed him.
"Then please, do enlighten me, how you'll be able to stand all the battling emotions when you cannot even step foot of Arkham!"
Bruce turned away, lips tightening. It was true. He still hadn't managed to shield himself from such insanity. Harsh emotions still effected him, despite all his hard work. None of that mattered though. "I'll deal with it." Like always. Yes he'd get a little banged up, probably more so than usual with all the bullets flying around but--
"No, you will not! I'm the one that has to patch you up again!"
Bruce dodged the tray that was chucked at his head, feeling his alarm grow slightly when Alfred started tearing apart the batcomputer. "Alfred! Stop!" He pulled the butler away from the machine, grunting when he received a rather sharp blow to his stomach. "I don't have time for this!" With a quick jab, the man was on his knees, unable to move or feel anything. It was nothing permanent, but it would give him time to get out of the cave without having to dodge fists or flying objects.
Alfred let out a shaky cough, watching through angry eyes as Batman walked over to his batmobile. "Hate...what you do..." He felt his body start to tremble with rage. "Hate watching you go out...hate it. Sewing you up...watching you die...HATE IT!" Rage bubbled up in his chest and he screamed, letting years of frustration out with that one sound. "HATE THE BATMAN! I HATE HIM I HATE HIM I HATE HIM!!"
Batman turned around, somehow managing to hold on to his concern. "Alfred..." he crouched next to his old friend. "I'll fix this. I promise." Then the concern had flitted away and he was moving towards his car again.
"Go ahead, Batman," Alfred spat as the car drove away. "I'll be waiting. Always waiting..."
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"GORDON!" It was a good thing he'd arrived when he had. Just in time to kick the gun that had been aimed at Joker out of Gordon's hands. He'd expected the clown to bust out laughing and hurl some sort of gadgetry at them. Instead he'd just scrambled away and actually thanked him. Before he had any chance to ponder about the strangeness of that, Gordon had lunged at him, sending a well-aimed right hook to his jaw.
"YOU! It's your fault! All your fault! Goddamn you!"
Batman didn't have to ask what the man was talking about. Instead, he set about trying to bring Gordon down without harming him. Unfortunately, the cop had the exact opposite thing in mind for him..
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J'onn scowled as he escorted the people out of another building, shooting a venomous look at Superman. He didn't know what the Kryptonian's problem was. Metropolis had been hit by a lot of explosions and he'd thought he'd been doing the nice thing by helping the city out. So the whole rant Superman was doing right now--
"DON'T NEED A—OUT OF THE WAY LADY—FREAKING MARTIAN HELPIN—OUT OF THE WAY! MOVE IT! DO YOU WANT TO DIE!! WELL THEN STAY THERE THEN!—MY CITY AND DON'T--"
was really unnecessary. He wasn't here to pick a fight with the man. J'onn was able to separate his business life from his personal one. He'd keep his thoughts about how-- "Did you even bother looking where you threw that?" he hissed to Superman. The car had almost landed right on top of a civilian! No...no. Stay focused. Don't get angry at how ruthless and idiotic the huge, sorry excuse of a--
Suddenly Superman was in his face and he scowled as the Kryptonian shouted, "Do you have a problem with how I do my job?!"
"When your stupidity puts the lives of others in danger—YES!!"
J'onn would later be proud to say that he didn't throw the first punch.
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Flash was at the last of his patience. Not that he had a lot to begin with. Being the fastest man alive didn't really give one a lot of that stuff. And lately his temper had been very close to snapping. So when chaos had literally erupted in Central City, and the woman he'd rescued then started trying to pound the crap out of him, Flash lost it.
His first plan was to zip around and knock as many people out as he could. Simple, fast and effective. But that had gone out the window the instant someone had managed to land a punch on him. It had hurt like hell and sent him flying back quite a few feet. The thug should have been proud. When Flash was through with him, he'd be able to proudly state that his last moment had been landing one on The Flash.
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Shayera slammed her mace into the sparkling green shield once again, this time managing to break through. She didn't waste a moment, kicking Lantern hard across the face. "TAKE IT BACK!"
Lantern aimed a huge-sized green fist at her, sending her flying into a building. "NO! I'VE HAD ENOUGH!" Enough of this drama, of the bullshit and abuse. He didn't want to deal with this anymore. With them as a couple anymore.
His scowled when she got up and flew back towards him. "SHAYERA! DAMNIT!" Realizing how much damage he'd caused to his city (his apartment was never going to be the same again) Lantern took off towards less populated areas.
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Diana threw another unconscious body over her shoulder, sending a glare at the other men that had her surrounded. "Who's next?!" She'd been on her way to helping Flash out when she'd stopped to help a woman that had been in the middle of being raped. Not only had the woman tried to shove her away, saying she could handle it, but one guy had the nerve to put his hands on her.
All thoughts of issuing a warning flew out of Diana's mind when the man tried to grope her. After a broken hand, nose, leg, arm, eight ribs and a jawbone, she'd finally managed to calm down enough to hurl him away from her person. But of course, by then the others had gotten all 'excited' thinking they could capture her or whatever.
The next guy lunged forward, puckering his lips up. Diana disgustingly aimed a harsh kick to the groin. She was going to kill him for that.
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Aphrodite glared at the foreign gods. "What do you mean no?!"
"It is not earth's turn."
She took in a loooooooong deep breath. And then several more. And then finally, she shrieked, "Dad! Deal with him!" because anything else would probably start another cycle-long argument and they didn't have enough time for that.
Zeus rolled his eyes. Not at her shriek, but the fact that they'd gone over this several times already. None of the other gods were willing to listen to them. Any attempts at trying to make them would just waist more time. Time that they couldn't afford to lose.
Apollo waited until all of the outsiders were gone before saying, "Remind me again what's stopping us from doing it anyway?"
"Honor," Athena retorted. "It is dishonorable for a god to go back on their word."
C'eridyall sighed, leaning against Aphrodite's form. "Perhaps now is not the time to be worried about such things."
They all tensed at that, knowing she was right but not wanting to admit it. A god's honor was...sacred. Couldn't tarnish that. Their words were binding. Zeus had promised that they'd wait their turn and so they would.
Right?
Right.
Zeus drummed his fingers on his thrown idly for a few moments before sighing, "Round up the League. We'll deal with the consequences later." No sooner had the words left his mouth did his children vanish, happy that things were finally going to be right again.
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I've made some avitars about J'onn and Batman. None of them have any advertisement for my stories. They just have J'onn and Batman on them in cute little positions. There's the one on my profile. Batman going to kiss J'onn. There's that same picture but instead J'onn's saying, 'You're more insane than I first thought--and I'm a telepath.' There's one of Batman thinking of J'onn. There's also one of Batman glaring at Flash and saying, "You will PAY for eating J'onn's chocos!" with J'onn crying in the background. There's also one of J'onn holding his chocos and Batman saying, "I just want ONE J'onn." "NO!". And I think that's it of them. But anyway, leave a review if you're interested and I'll email the avitar of your choice to you.
I also made a youtube video dedicated to J'onn/Batman. Using 'The bitch song' by bowling for soup. It's being uploaded to my cousin's profile on youtube: sabrinaw. It's in the process of uploading right now though...so if it isn't up there, just give it time. www. youtube. com/watch ? vyRhk -5hTcw (Without the spaces)
Check it out and if you like it leave a review cause...it's her thing and I don't feel like checking the profile thing every gajillion minute for comments. I do that enough with my stories for reviews. XD
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