Here I am with another chapter, didn't really think that I'd add anything this year, but oh well :) it's Christmas and I wanted to add a holiday themed chapter. This chapter doesn't exactly happen right after the first one-shot, so basically this whole story is going to be a series of one-shots. So there's not going to be any plot really, when in the future, I add more to this.
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It was Christmas Day, and all throughout the Watchtower there were decorations of all kinds. Wreaths were hung up on every occupants door, lights were lining the hallways, a giant tree stood proudly in the cafeteria, and a sprig of mistletoe hung in every doorway.
Batman initially did not want any decorations on the Watchtower, but a very persuasive Amazon had convinced him otherwise. Diana just could not, not try to change the Batman's mind with Wally acting so sullen and pouty. Once Wally had heard of the great news, he himself began to transform the Watchtower into something marvelous. With his enthusiasm and hard work, it became official... Christmas was here. Although, it was a surprise to some to find the animated dancing Santa Clause located next to the Transporters with a broken nose and shattered eye.
Despite the deceased Clause, everyone began to get into the Chrsitmas mood. That meant that on Christmas Eve, there was to be a party held within the Monitor Womb. All superhero league members were invited to join. All they had to do was bring a drink and desert, along with props for a variety of games and challenges.
The contests were listed in order on the giant screen in green and red letters, contributed by Wally West of course. There was to be a race, which was split into two different divisions. One involved running and the other required the ability of flight. Other contests ranged in challenges within the departments of flexibility, glaring (Which Bruce would undoubtedly win), arm wrestling, the amount of time one could hold their breath, and creative thinking, which of course, would involve all of the Green Lanterns. All these contests required participation of various league members and their unique abilities, even the Young Justice team came to join the party.
A course was set up throughout the Watchtower, littered with weights, a jumping distance track, a bow and arrow station, a spear throwing area, and a sword fighting arena. This course was located throughout different parts of the Watchtower. Once completed in one round, the competitors who succeeded would then move on to the next level, thus ending up in a different area. But in no way was this just any ordinary course. While completing these series of challenges, projectiles of all sorts were to be fired at the contestants as they tried to execute their skillful moves. This course was seen as intense and brutal. In the background of all the commotion, betting pools were being made for which contestant each viewer thought would win in each different division.
This day was to be filled with cheer and enjoyment, but for the Bat it would be seen as a day for many code violations, and out of control teens. Plus to add to his frustrations, the Boy Scout was always to be found hanging out next to Diana. He would bring her drinks and pastries, converse with her and enter into contests with her. Bruce Wayne did not like it one bit. So to get back at him, he signed himself and Clark Kent to VS each other in a little contest of glaring. Now the Dark Knight was not one to join petty games such as these, but it was for a good cause. The vigilante almost allowed himself a small smirk... Just almost.
The clock had just struck seven. By now everyone was there and ready to start. People rubbed their hands together in anticipation, and excitement. Friends were scheduled to go up against friends, or enemies would VS enemies. With one single handshake, the games had begun.
The first contest to begin was the racing one. That one contained Superman, and Flash as participants. After ten rounds around earth, overcoming obstacles and different terrains, it ended up being a tie between the two well known heroes on that first division.
The flying challenge had ended up being a close call between Diana and Clark. In the end though, Kent had won and was dubbed as the fastest flying man alive. The flexibility challenge ended in a bundle of knots. Soon everyone gave up on trying to find who, out of the two contestants, were the most flexible and just called it a tie.
Now it was time for the challenge that Batman had greatly been anticipating. John called out the names of the contestants and Clark was surprised to find his name mentioned. Once he heard that he was going up against the Batman, all hope seemed to be lost in the chance of winning or even making it out alive. He, the Man of Steel was nervous.
Bruce strided up toward the table and settled himself in his seat. having turned, he waited for Clark to finally take the seat across from him. His eyes narrowed dangerously as he spied Diana whispering encouragement within Kent's ear. She in turn, looked at Bruce with a raised brow and arms crossed over her chest. She knew what he was doing, and the reason for it. She greatly disapproved. Clark was still her friend, and she was already officially dating Bruce Wayne. Why he felt such a threat from Clark was now known to her, but it didn't stop her from feeling slightly irritated by it. The man could be so possessive at times.
Finally, Superman took his seat and the timer began. Both heroes stareed each other down diligently, hoping to bring the other crashing in a pool of failure. At first Clark looked to be uncomfortable, but after a few minutes, a sense of irritation and determination filled his eyes.
Everybody watched in anticipation, waiting for what would happen next. Some cringed in silent agony to themselves as the Bat leaned ever so closer to the Boy Scout's face. The Batman may only be human, but his glares are as potent as laser beams. Perhaps even more so.
A minute ticked on by, then thirty seconds. Just barely after three minutes the hero clad in blue and red broke eye contact. Heaving out a sigh, he rubbed the bridge of his nose tiredly and shook his head. Batman's glares were just too much for him to handle, the waves of anger and frustration emitting off him also troubled him and sent a chill down his spine. The Man of Steel just couldn't compete with Bruce in that department nor in the area concerning Diana.
One by one each contest began and then ended. Winners were announced and awarded while losers were appraised for their determination. Now it was time for the big finale. The elaborate course in which it was created for the best of Warriors. This competition consisted of only females. The prize just so happened to be a trip around the world with Superman. This caused a loud buzz throughout the crowd and practically all of the women stepped forward in order to begin. To Bruce's dismay, the group of ladies also happened to include Diana.
From within the darkness of the shadows he to watched the games. He even went as far as placing his own wager, on Diana winning the course, within the betting system. With this action, almost everyone else turned around and did the same. For how could one go wrong with betting on the same person that the Batman was more than sure was going to win. Despite knowing that she would most likely triumph throughout the whole course, he was secretly hoping that he'd be wrong for once.
Round one, two and three came and then were gone. Handful upon handful of women left the course, having lost their place in the finals. Still each of them managed to have a smile on their face in the end. The last four consisted of Diana, Barda, Hawkgirl, and Black Canary. In the second to last round, Black Canary and Hawkgirl lost. That left Diana and Barda the chance to go head to head.
They give it all that they had. Swords clashed with sword, steel against steel. Swift strikes and blocks were preformed so precisely and decisively. Cries and shouts of warriors in battle echoed throughout the room, making it feel as if those around were in a gladiator ring instead if the training room. Sparks flew, metal snapped in half, cartwheels where preformed, and cracks lined the floor caused by the power of each exchanged blow.
People cheered on wildly, pumping their fists in the air and roaring out words of encouragement. Everyone around circled in on the fighting pair, desperate to get in as close to the action as they could without risking the loss of an arm or a leg. Twenty minutes ticked on by, and then thirty and forty. Just as the clock struck ten, the winner was undoubtly known to the spectators. Diana stood with her sword pointed downward on Barda's throat. Smiling she retracted her weapon and pulled her comrade up drom the ground. Groans and moans filled the air from the people who had lost their bets, but a majority of the crowd were content with their newfound earnings.
The games had ended and everyone was now preparing to leave. The Dark Knight watched as Diana, Champion of the Amazons, began to file her way out of the area and toward her quarters. He followed with a frown securely placed on his face.
"Diana!" He called out to her retreating back. She stopped and turned to face him. Sweat glistened on her skin but she still had a joyous glint of victory within her eyes.
"You won." He stated out loud.
"Why, yes I did Bruce." She responded with a wide smile.
"Why'd you try so hard to win?" He questioned her. She frowns at this unexpected response and looked at him funny.
"You wanted me to lose?" She asked with a incredulous tone.
"Is Kent's offer so interesting that you just had to win?" He continued.
"Bruce, I was competing against Barda. There's no way I'm just going to lose before giving it all Ive got." She answered with a sharp edge to her tone.
"So it wasn't for the chance to fly with Clark?" He questioned her.
She let out an exasperated sigh. "No Bruce, it was not because of that." She then began to walk away, before pausing and calling out over her shoulder.
"Besides Bruce, we already fly around the world together every Sunday." She walked away with a smile unseen by the Bat.
Batman whipped himself around and clenched his fists in anger.
"Kent!" He roared out with a growl. His fingers itched to open the lead lined box strapped on his waist.
Diana cocked her head to the side and listened to Bruce grumble to himself. On how good it was to rile up the Dark Knight of Gotham. She let out a sigh. Now she all that she needed to do was go save Clark from the wrath of the Bat.
And here it is! This is the last chapter of all of my stories that I have worked on. I'm glad that I was able to finish all of this.
So Merry Christmas and a Happy New Year everyone. :D Thanks for reading and reviewing. Once everything settles back down I'll be back with more updates. Feliz Navidad!