Chapter 29: Pure Evil
Authors Note: Okay people, I got a lot of ideas from some new reviews and some new characters both villains and heroes this story arc goes out to Light Seeker 001. I made a few changes but the plot is still the same, I got big plans for the climax of Slade which hopefully will be out by Christmas. Also, later I'm gonna put up all the dossiers of the Shadow Warriors and the Villains on a separate story later tonight so enjoy!
Disclaimer: I do not own Batman
Down at the docks a freighter had just been docked and unloaded in a nearby warehouse. A group of thugs had just taken out the few security guards that were protecting the warehouse and had entered the building. Once inside they came upon a few rows of battle armor. The crew cheered silently as they examined the suits.
"This is awesome." One thug chuckled.
"Yeah, with this armor even Batman won't be able to stop us!" Another one shouted.
As they went on about how they could take over Gotham with the armor, one of the scrawnier thugs looked the row of suits up and down, but frowned when he noticed something was off.
"Hey, didn't the boss say that there were six suits?" He asked as he looked the odd suit up and down.
"Yeah, why?" The leader asked.
"Well, I'm counting seven suits." He said.
"So what, maybe he made a miscount." The leader shrugged.
"Or maybe, the owner of these suits hired me to kill anyone who tries to steal them." A deep voice said through a voice modulator.
The scrawny thug jumped back as the seventh suit started to light up. Its armor was blood red with gold trimmings and a black skull on his helmet.
"What the hell are you?!" The leader shouted.
"Judgment." He said as he raised his right arm. He aimed a mounted laser cannon on his arm and blasted a hole through the leader's chest. The rest of the thieves freaked out and opened fired on him as he began his attack.
A muscle thug who was the muscle of the group pulled out a shot gun and fired every round he had at the mech, only for the shots to bounce of his armor. When he was out of shells he picked up a discarded crowbar and charged at the killer mech. He held his weapon back and smacked it across his helmet. The mech slowly turned his head back, staring death at him through the lenses of his helmet. The mech slowly raised his hand behind his back and started to pull out a black titanium great sword. The sound of the blade rubbing against the inside of the sheath sent shivers down the man's spine, before he could react the blade went through his chest killing him instantly.
One by one the thieves fell before the mech as someone watched with satisfaction from the shadows. When it was all over the person started to clap getting the mech's attention.
"Well done well done." He said amusingly. "Kill, kill, and kill."
The mech looked over to see a man and a boy slowly approach him. The boy looked about sixteen years old wearing a black vest, pants and boots. The man was in his mid-twenties wearing a black leather rain coat and rain hat. His face broke out in a twisted grin as he was now face to face with the mech.
"Who are you?" The mech asked.
"The names Gallagher, Seth Gallagher and this is my friend Frost." He said motioning to the boy. "And we require you're assistance."
"I work for no one." He said in a monotone voice.
"Yes, we've noticed." He sneered as he eyed up the mutilated bodies. "But that's not the point. We don't want you follow orders we just need you for your tech expertise and strength. You see we got something big coming up and we want, actually need you to help us. You'll get paid handsomely of course."
The mech grunted under his helmet as he shoved Gallagher back and accidently shoved him on the ground. He didn't mean to knock him on the ground, but he really didn't care.
"Money is shit to me," He growled through his voice modulator. "I only want one thing!"
"Thomas Nexro." A new voice said. This one was with an English accent.
The mech looked behind him to see a pale man with blonde hair and purple eyes. His body was covered in a black hooded cloak as well as he stepped out of the shadows.
"The name's Leonae, and like you I want revenge against one of the Shadow Warriors known as Gauntlet or Sam Jackson."
"Your problems don't concern me." The mech snapped as he brought his fist to Leonae's face.
Before he could hit him, Leonae raised his hand and caught the mechs robot hand with his own.
"Augmented right arm," He said as he looked over at his left arm. "Both arms."
Leonae's face broke out in a grin as he raised his jet black arm and in an instant three blades extended from his knuckles.
"This is one of the reasons I wanted him dead." Leonae said as he looked over his blades with desire. "I want his blood covering my clean blades."
"Those are really high tech, who designed those?" The mech asked.
"I did." Another voice said.
Everyone turned to see another man wearing a white cloak with the hood up and a mask that covered the entirety of his face, excluding two slits that showed his bright green eyes.
"My name is Phantom, I design tech and sell them on the black market for a living." He said. "Maybe, instead of acting like a lunatic mech, we can get down to business."
Just then another man walked in wearing a brown trench coat and hat. His hands were in his pockets as he stood in the center in front of all the villains.
"My name is Hush," He said in a muffled voice. "And I am the one that gathered all of you here today."
"Okay, but what do you want?" Leona snapped.
"Patience is what I want." He said glaring at Leonae. "Now, we are all here for different reasons. Some of us want money others want fame and women, some of you want all three, but the thing we have in common is this, we all want revenge." Everyone seemed to settle down as they continued listening to Hush's speech. "We all have men and if not we ourselves could take down a small army, but we don't need men we need support. Thanks' to my good friend Gallagher I know the identities of not only the Shadow Warriors but the Dark Knights as well. You see if I can get a hold of Wayne-Tech I can get my hands on a lot of toys and weapons."
"I'm failing to see the point here Mr. Hush," Phantom said. "What is the plan?"
"I will get into that, but the first part of the plan is this," He said as everyone listened in. "I want the Shadow Warriors!"
(!)
Thomas Nexro and Jayden Warney were walking Christina Hoenheim home. After that incident with Lex Luthor Thomas needed to know about the 'project' he was a part of. Jayden tagged along when he heard that this project had something to do with Batman.
They eventually reached her apartment and were greeted by her father Alan Hoenheim. He had the look of discomfort as he welcomed the two into his home. They all sat down in the dining room as Christina brought them some tea.
"I know I told you I could wait for you to tell me when you were ready, but I need to know, what am I?" Thomas asked. "What was the project, how was I made and what did Batman have to do with any of this?"
"Okay, look." Hoenheim sighed. "Many years ago, a group of scientist the same ones who worked for the justice league came together and worked on a few secret projects. One of those projects involved Batman." He said causing Jayden to perk up. "Out of all the J.L.A members Batman was the most extraordinary man we've ever come across, defeating unbeatable odds with nothing but his strength, wits and will. He was and still is great, but with all of that he is still only human." He muttered. "He will get older and slower eventually and in time he will either retire or someone will kill him. So, in secret we designed a few clones to be like him."
"Me." Thomas asked.
"Yes, and Christina, but there was another." Hoenheim sighed. "There was a clone like you, and his name was Bruticus. He was made in secrecy you by a man named Jonathan Todd, he made Bruticus out of samples from Black Mask's strategic planning and Death Stroke's combat capability. He was designed to be a military weapon, a monster with a price tag to the highest bidder."
That brought Thomas down a bit.
"So, that's what I am and what she is?" He said looking over to Christina. "Weapons of mass destruction, other people's property?"
"No," Hoeneim snapped. "Gree Nexro was the one who designed you. He designed you to make choices, to reproduce and to live. You weren't his project you were his son."
"So, he made me to be a hero?" Thomas asked hopefully.
"Yes, just like I created Christina to save lives." He said.
"This is all well and good because Thomas has been trying to figure out who he was since I met him, but what happened to the project?" Jayden asked.
"Right, anyways we were working one day down in the labs when Jarvis Tech and his gang, broke in and killed nearly everyone." He said causing Jayden and Thomas to look at him questionably.
"Jarvis, as in Mad Hatter, why would he want to attack you?" Jayden asked.
"He didn't, at least not intentionally." Hoenheim mused. "While security dealt with them, someone broke Bruticus out."
"Slade." Shadow snarled. "You said his DNA helped make him, it's no surprise that he would want him back."
"Yes, but there was no trace of him ever being there."
"It makes no difference, Slade never wanted anyone see him." Jayden said as he got up from his seat. "If we find Slade we'll find Bruticus as well."
"Thank you Doctor, you really cleared a lot up for me today." Thomas said as he shook the Doctor's hand.
"Son, do me a favor, if not for me then for your father." Hoeinheim said. "Live well, when the project ended I took Christina away from that project, got her the necessary papers and put her in school. She was given a chance to live and so were you. Don't ruin it."
Thomas took what he said to heart as he looked over at Christina. She was in the living room doing her homework as she ran a hand through her short dirty blonde hair.
"I won't, um…I" he wanted to talk to Christiana but decided to save if for another time. "Never mind, let's go Jayden."
The two said their goodbyes and left the apartment building, as they left Jayden kept giving Thomas a sly look.
"What?" Thomas asked.
"Why didn't you ask that nice girl out?" He asked playfully.
"Geez, Jayden I had enough tearjerkers today, I don't need another one." He sighed as he walked ahead of him.
(!)
Reaper had just beaten down a group of thugs who had attempted to steal an Avalanche from one of the parking garages in upper Gotham. Reaper looked down at the unconscious thugs smugly admiring his work.
"Well boys if you really wanted to get a car get a job first." Reaper laughed.
"Well, big words coming from the guy who used to hack banks vaults and security systems." A familiar voice said.
Reapers eyes widened as he turned to see who it was. He saw the white cloaked figure standing above him as he looked down at Reaper.
"Logan Crow?" Reaper asked.
"It's Phantom now." Phantom stated. "I see you went and found yourself a new gang. What happened I thought you said you could help Waylon and his condition?"
"What the hell do you want?" Reaper snapped as he gripped his scythe.
"Of course I do like his new name," Phantom chuckled. "'Killer Croc' just rolls right off the tongue. He used to be like a father to us, now he's just a monster going around ripping people apart." He mused as his green eyes glared at Reaper. "Maybe, its time someone puts him down for good."
Reaper turned his scythe into his gun and fired at Phantom. Phantom dodged the shots and ran away as Reaper chased after him. He followed him across a few rooftop when Phantom threw a few throwing knives at him. Reaper swatted them away with his scythe, giving Phantom an opening for an attack.
Phantom landed a jump kick to Reaper's chest knocking him down on the ground. Phantom kicked his scythe from Reapers hands and quickly pulled out a knife. Phantom brought the knife down in a stabbing motion, but Reaper rolled out of the way and delivered an uppercut to his chin knocking Phantom down on the ground.
Reaper got himself together and walked over to Phantom picking up his scythe in the process. He formed it back into the gun and aimed it at Phantom who was laughing uncontrollably.
"What's so damn funny?" Reaper snarled.
"You haven't changed a bit Flynn." Phantom snickered. "I came here to see if you were any different from when we were kids, but you are still that little punk who couldn't measure up to me."
"Funny, I thought it was you who couldn't measure up to me, you know because I was smarter than you, tougher than you and was always more loved by Waylon than you. Also, didn't you steal my inventions?"
Phantom growled as he glared at Reaper.
"You listen to me you little bastard," Phantom growled. "When this month is out you and the Shadow Warriors will be dead and buried, and you will die knowing what a failure you are!"
Before Reaper could strike, Phantom threw a few smoke pellets and disappeared into the night. Reaper looked around frustratingly as he let out a loud scream.
"I gotta go tell Jayden." Reaper said as he disappeared into the night.