203. The Train to Somewhere
The four walk around the desert, still looking for the Tower. Deadpool walked there now wearing his red and black suit and holding his katanas and handguns. Harley, meanwhile, had a cheerleading costume with a bat while wearing a familiar brown hat.
"I spy... with my little eye... something puffy," said Wade.
"Is it a cloud?" asked Harley.
"Yes," said Wade.
"Ooh! Ooh!" shouted Harley. "I spy with my little eye... Something yellow."
"Sand," said Wade. "I spy with my little eye... something white."
"Cloud!" laughed Harley.
"I am so in love with you right now," said Wade.
"Oh my God!" shouted Peter. "Do you two ever shut up?"
"Now you know how I feel," sighed Bruce.
After an hour, they see a very tall tower on the horizon.
"Oh, thank God!" shouted Peter.
The four of them run toward the tower.
After an hour, they see that at the base of the tower is an elevator.
"Hey! Brucie! Look! It's some kind of elevator!" shouted Harley.
"Yep," said Bruce.
The four reach the elevator. It looks rather clean, though, a bit dusty because of the sand constantly flowing into it. The tower is an elevator shaft.
"Uh..." said Wade. "I'm sorry, but Michael Bay called. He wants to sue you."
The other three turn to Wade.
"Four guys? Elevator? Basically ripping off my favorite movie," said Bruce.
"I thought 'Adventure Time' was your favorite movie of all time," said Harley.
"Adventure Time is my favorite Documentary Series of all time, Harley," replied Wade. "I just love it when Michael filmisizes movies!"
"Mine's Star Wars Episode V," said Peter.
"Don't encourage him," said Bruce.
The elevator then slowly opens. A soft sound similar to nails on a chalkboard could be heard from the door opening.
"Lady's first," said Wade.
Everyone looks at Wade.
Harley then stomps his foot.
"Gah!"
The four wait in the elevator listening to elevator music. From left to right, Peter, Bruce, Wade, and Harley, stood quietly.
"Now can we do that scene in Teenage Mutant-?" asked Deadpool.
"No," said the rest of them.
The elevator reaches the top of the tower.
The elevator door opened, very, very, slowly.
*creeeeeeeeeeak*
Peter, Wade, and Harley cover their ears out of pain. Their eardrums trembled by the sound and a sharp pain needled their ears.;
Bruce simply stayed still and ignored the pain. Why? At this point, I think you'd know the answer.
The four walk outside of the elevator and face... nothing.
"Huh?" asked Peter. "There's nothing here!"
Wade turns around to see that the elevator is closing already.
"Wait!" shouted Wade.
The elevator closes very quickly and is shot thousands of feet downward.
There stood on a circular disc with a radius of about 160 feet and is 6 thick.
Before them seems to be a Ticket Dispenser with a box in the middle. The sign says something in an alien language. Bruce uses his suit to translate it.
"1 Bottle of Sludge for 1 Day per person."
Bruce speaks to his suit. "Computer. How many days until we get to 'The Abandoned Tower?'" he asked.
"This isn't the abandoned tower?" asked Peter.
"3 Days," said the suit.
Bruce took out twelve of their bottles and paid it all into the Ticket Dispenser.
"Whoa, whoa, whoa!" shouted Wade. "What are you doing?"
"Paying for our tickets," said Bruce.
Four tickets were dispensed from the Ticket Dispenser. Suddenly, a levitating object could be seen four miles away into the horizon.
It slowly approached them.
After an hour, the train reaches them. It's a highly advanced-looking train that resembles an alien worm with four jaws. It is about 30,000 feet long. The door opens as they met an alien with a blue body that resembles a walrus, known only as The Conductor.
"Four tickets, I've heard you ring?" asked The Conductor.
Bruce nods.
"Is there food inside?" asked Harley.
"Harley!" shouted Wade, scolding her. "Is there?"
"Yes," said The Conductor.
"Is there Terran food?" asked Peter.
"Yes," said The Conductor.
The trio runs inside.
"Hold it," said the Conductor. He then takes out a Ticket Punch and punches each of their tickets.
The Conductor speaks to the trio. "Never go outside your room at night..." he spoke.
The trio ignores his words and runs inside.
Bruce's was punched last, as he sighed and entered the Train.
The tickets then show their Cart, which they own for themselves. They will go to the Cart known as "0061567."
"Press the number," said Bruce, as they've entered The Corridor.
Immediately, they teleport into their Cart, which is way at the back several hundred feet away.
"This is called The Train to Somewhere," said Bruce. "It's a train that goes all over the world, levitating 165 feet in the sky. It goes around the world and picks up people from the Elevators."
*choo*
*choo*
*vroom*
The Train to Somewhere rushes into the sky as the train loomed over the empty desert.
The four enter their room. It's a regular room with Sludge that could be rationed up to a year stored in a large fridge near the window. The cart has a dining table and a kitchen. There is also an Object Synthesizer, a helmet connected to the ceiling that allows you to synthesize anything 3D printed on a pad on a desk nearby. There is also a phone near the door of the room that allows you to contact The Conductor. There are also four beds. The room is 65 feet long and 50 feet wide. There are two bedrooms and two bathrooms. There is a couch at the center of the room with a television near the window. There are two doors: One that leads to the closet, and one that leads to a mysterious place called The Corridor, a place that they are recommended to never enter.
Harley and Wade sat down on the couch and watched television together. Wade crossed his legs and took off his mask, putting his arm around Harley. Harley giggles and picks up the remote from the armrest of the sofa and points it to the television.
*click*
The television turned on.
There are billions of channels to search on. The channels include Battleworld, Apokolips, New Genesis, The Beyond, Asgard (Unavailable), Punt, and Brahmapura.
"Oh," said Wade, pointing to Harley's remote. "I think that you're in 4th World Mode. Go to settings and choose XYZ Mode and choose Terra...."
The channel switches to an Interdimensional Channel known as the "Maharlican News Network."
"Hi!" smiled a familiar character, Miguel JoJo. "I am Miguel JoJo! Do you hate racism? Do you want life to be better? Do you just absolutely hate that you guys don't have cupholders in your seats in the Supreme Court?"
"Miggy, that has nothing to do with politics-..." said a female voice in the background.
"Vote for me! Miguel JoJo!" smiled Miguel as he gave a thumbs-up to the camera. "I kill bad guys!"
"Miggy! You weren't supposed to say that-!" shouted the female voice.
"WOMAN!!! I AM NOT GOOD AT THIS!!!" shouted Miguel. "Ugh! Hay Naku... Alright! Take two, guys!"
"Wait... we're going live right now," said the male voice in the background.
"GODDAMN IT, FINN!!!" shouted Miguel. "Jake, Gumball... Turn the damned camera off. I'm going to take a nice fucking bath of self-pity." said Miguel as he took off his clothes as the camera followed him.
"So you are a man!" shouted a deep a derpy voice behind the camera. "No wonder you understand comedy!"
Miguel turns around to see that the camera is still following him.
"GODDAMN IT, PATRICK!!! STOP POINTING THAT-!!! RAUGH!!! JAKE!!! GUMBALL!!! TURN IT THE FUCK OFF-!!!"
*click*
*white noise*
"That was weird," said Wade. "Hope we don't meet that guy in a future Book."
Harley switches to the next channel.
"I, PRINCE VEGETA, AM CONTACTING KUJO JOTARO OF EARTH, DIMENSION D4C-STAR. MAY I REPEAT!!! I, PRINCE VEGETA-!!!No..."
*click*
*white noise*
"What the hell is happening?" asked Wade. "Wasn't that an anime character talking? What's his name? Turnip?"
Harley shrugs. "I thought his name was General Zod."
"Oh yeah!" smiled Wade. "Nope! No! That guy's from your universe!"
Harley switches to the next channel.
It's Netflix.
"Ew," said Harley.
Harley switches to Disney Plus.
"Yes!" shouted Wade and Harley.
"Harley," said Wade. "Let's go watch a bunch of Pixar Shorts."
"Are we even allowed to be referencing Disney this much in this book?" asked Harley.
"It's Public Domain," said Wade. "Don't worry. The writer is too incompetent to make it 'All Rights Reserved.'"
"I think he's fine!" smiled Harley. "His writing is more dialogue-based and more focused on characters!"
"It's not funny, Harley," said Wade. "It's what kids these days call, 'Cringe.' His jokes just don't hit home like they used to."
"What? With all the dumb kid jokes he did before in his original Omniverse?" asked Harley.
"Harley, Harley, Harley..." said Wade. "I was a sitcom character in the original Omniverse. Why do you think I hated that old Universe?I think he made Jesus kill a child in that old Universe."
"HA HA HA HA HA HA!!!" laughed Harley.
Wade shook his head.
"I'm sorry, Puddin'," said Harley. "It's a defense mechanism."
"And are you even a psychiatrist to know that?" asked Wade.
"Yes!" shouted Harley.
"Oh, right... Sorry..." said Wade.
"It's alright, Puddin'!" smiled Harley, snuggling with Wade.
Bruce and Peter watched the whole conversation.
"Do these two actually think that we're in some kind of teenager's fanfiction?" asked Peter. Peter then turns to Bruce and laughs loudly, but then softly, finally, awkwardly, then silence.
Bruce turns around and sits down at the dining table. There is a microphone and speaker with a button next to them. Bruce presses it.
"I would like a serving of Mulligatawny Soup," said Bruce.
"Whoa!" shouted Peter. "You've been here before?"
"Yes," said Bruce. "Countless of times. What would you like to order?"
"Oh! Uh..." said Peter. "Some cherry pie, please!"
"Take off your mask," said Bruce.
"Oh! Okay?" asked Peter, as he pressed a button that retracted his mask.
Suddenly, from above the table in the ceiling, a small drone comes out from a metal door and flies before them. It first scans Bruce's eye, then Peter's. It returns to the ceiling as the metal door closed.
After that, the two of them were served their meals.
Peter gave an awkward smile to Peter as Bruce calmly and politely smiled and nodded.
"Have you ever thought of having kids?" asked Harley, as Wade turned to her.
"Well... Yeah... I have... Once there was this girl," said Wade.
"Ooh!" smiled Harley. "Tell me about her!"
"Well... she..." Wade sighed. "She was pregnant with my kid. We... were going to get married. A really bad guy I was supposed to kill got to her. I traveled back in time to try and save her... didn't work."
"Huh... Sadder than I imagine," said Harley. "Arthur said he didn't want any kids with me. There was this one gal... who I really loved! She was like my own, y'know? I taught him to shoplift... kill some guys... She was such an angel!"
"Giving mixed vibes over here," said Wade.
Harley's face went serious.
"She uh... participated in the Secret Wars..." she said. "Darkseid used his Omega Beam..."
"HARLEY!!!"
"She was hurt... really bad... Half her brain melted in her skull..."
"P-Please... Everything... hurts..."
"To ease the pain... I had to put a bullet in what was left of her head."
*BANG*
Wade sighs.
"You never told me about her before," said Wade.
"You never told me about her," said Harley.
She eyes the ring on Wade's finger. He covers it, closes his eyes, and kisses it. "I'm sorry..." he whispered.
Harley sighs. "Let's just watch Toy Story 4."
"Yeah..." said Wade. "I wanna see toys get treated as if they were in the holocaust."
"That was Toy Story 3," said Harley.
"My mistake," said Wade. "But then again, Disney keeps milking these movies in the name of Goddamned money."
Harley took off her hat and held it near her chest, as a tear falls from her eye.
Bruce and Peter look out the window.
"You gonna eat your cherry pie?" asked Bruce.
"You haven't eaten your Multiplier-... -Thingy-...-Soup," said Peter. "Usually, went Uncle Ben was still alive, he'd be the first one to eat... Because he was the man of the house, y'know? It was this tradition we learned from the Patel Family... a good friend of ours. Haha... *Ahem*..."
"You consider me the Man of the House?" asked Bruce.
"Y-Yeah... It's kinda sexist now that I think about it," said Peter. "Y-Yeah... You don't honestly have to -..."
Bruce takes a bite out of some of the vegetables and chicken of the soup.
"That's damned good soup," he said, digging in.
Peter takes a bite out of the cherry pie.
Peter's eyes widen.
"This is a similar cherry pie to my Aunt's!" he shouted. "No... This is Aunt May's Cherry Pie!"
"The thing about this Train is that it serves you the best food you could imagine," said Bruce. "God, I miss Alfred."
"Huh!" smiled Peter. "So, Alfred made you that stuff?"
"This 'stuff' is a South Indian Cuisine of finely cooked filleted meat and cubed vegetables served with curry sauce, cream lentils, apples, carrots, and coconut milk with a creamy flavor of what you damned kids call pizzazz," he said very calmly and politely but with a stoic expression.
"No one says, 'pizzazz' anymore, Mr. Wayne," said Peter.
"Didn't you kids make that into one of those memes things back in 2006?" asked Bruce.
"Mr. Wayne, 2006 was 20 years ago," said Peter. "And the thing is, Mr. Wayne... I was five when it was 2006."
"Well... Shit, I'm old," said Bruce, sipping another spoonful of the soup. "Also, aren't you twenty years old?"
"I disappeared for five years because of an event on my Earth called the Infinity War," said Peter, taking another bite of the cherry pie.
"Right," said Bruce. "When you lost that friend of yours. Stark, was it?"
"Yeah," said Peter. "He was pretty cool. He, Aunt May, MJ, Ned, and Happy were all I have..."
Peter clenched his fist on the table.
Bruce grabs Peter's shoulder.
"We'll get them back," said Bruce. "I promise."
That night... the four of them went to their bedrooms. Wade and Harley slept in theirs which is across Bruce and Peter's. The night was very peaceful.
But then...
Bruce gasps for breath. He grabs his arm and flexes his muscle.
"Shit!" he shouted. He stands up and ran to Peter, waking him up.
"MJ..." he whispered. He wakes up. "Whoa! Mr. Wayne? What's wrong?"
"They have the cloth," shouted Bruce. "Wake up Wade and Harley. I'll go out in the corridor."
Bruce summons his armor and walks out of the bedroom.
"Mr. Wayne, wait!" shouted Peter, as he grabbed Bruce's shoulder.
"Kid," said Bruce, turning to him and grabbing his wrist. "You have to understand that without that cloth, we could lose everything."
Bruce lets go and continues to walk toward the door.
"Bruce?" asked Wade, as he opened the door.
"Hey, Batman?" asked Harley. "Where the heck are you goin'?"
"He has the cloth!" shouted Bruce. "The one wrapped around my arm."
"So?" asked Wade. "Is that a memoir for your dead parents or some-?"
"It's the Anti-Life Equation," said Bruce.
The trio stares at Bruce and is in shock.
"What?" asked Peter. "I thought that it was destroyed or something back in the Secret Wars?"
"No... The Anti-Life Equation was in the blood of one of our allies," said Bruce. "It was Clark."
"Wait, Superman was the Anti-Life Equation!?" asked Harley.
"Yes," said Bruce. "We extracted it from his blood and engraved it in this cloth when the Paradooms attacked three years ago. We then had the codex engraved into cloth that was nearby. It's our last hope for survival.We need that cloth and have it decoded."
"Wait... The Conductor said that we shouldn't go out of our room at night," said Peter.
"Yeah," said Bruce.
"What happens if we walk outside the room at night?" asked Wade. "Do we get chased by our crazy dad named Johnny who's haunting the train going crazy just because?"
"I don't know," said Bruce.
Bruce walks away and walked toward the door.
"I like that," nodded Deadpool. "Really subtle. For all we know, we could be fighting evil cowboys and we meet an Indian in the train named Tonto."
Peter summons his Iron Spider Armor.
Harley prepares her bat.
Wade prepares his guns.
The quartet slowly opens the door. The corridor was merely a white corridor with rings of light everywhere within the tunnels. Doors are ubiquitous in the tunnel. The group slowly looks around for The Conductor.
Bruce turns on something on his screen as Bruce sees that the radars state that the Anti-Life Equation is right before them but going toward the Control Room.
The quartet snuck toward the Control Room.
"You think there are zombies out here?" asked Harley. "Or maybe zombie aliens? Or maybe Space Vampires? Or maybe Demons?"
"Harley, you're kinda freaking me out, here," said Peter.
"Imagine them biting your head off... You... the tiny little man you are... In itsy bitsy spider who is all lonely and hadn't had sex with anyone his entire life," whispered Harley.
Peter jabs Harley's shoulder.
"Ow!" shouted Harley.
"Harley, please stop bullying Peter," said Bruce.
Harley giggles.
*click click click click*
*EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE*
*SKREE*
A creature appeared behind them as they turn around. This creature has a humanoid body. It has no nose and a frog-like mouth. Its eyes pop out of its skull and stood up like a snail's. It has needle-like teeth and its mouth curves into an odd smile. It has long pointed elf-like ears.
These creatures are called...
"The Passengers," said Bruce.
"Aren't we the 'passengers?'" asked Wade.
The Passenger roared and charged toward them.
Wade shot The Passenger in the torso over and over again.
Bruce threw a Shattered Star into its head, killing it as its head explodes as red blood splattered on the walls.
"You should've gone for the head," said Bruce.
*SKREE*
The Passengers slowly limped toward them before them as they decided to turn around and ran toward the Control Room. They can only see darkness before them, but they pushed through. The Passengers ran toward them.
Bruce shouts. "Search for an unoccupied room!"
The four of them look left and right.
"Here!" shouted Peter. His iron legs immediately reached for the door and tried to open the door.
It's locked.
The Passengers continued to charge toward them. They hissed and roared. Wade continued to shoot at them as Harley prepared her bat.
"DAMN YOU, SNAIL ZOMBIES!!!" shouted Harley.
"YEAH!!! DAMN YOU!!!" shouted Wade. "I HAVE SEEN MY LITTLE PONY CHARACTERS SCARIER THAN YOU!!!"
Bruce sighs and threw Shattered Stars toward the zombie's heads.
"I HAVE SEEN EYE PEOPLE SCARIER THAN YOU!!!" shouted Harley, as she bashed a few Passengers' heads who reached them.
Wade runs out of bullets and takes out his Katanas.
Wade slices their heads with absolute ease.
"God, this is so much worse than Bob's bar mitsvah," said Wade.
"I've had two bat mitzvahs because I wanted David Draimer to sing in the first one," said Harley. "Daddy said that it would lead me to a life of quote-unquote, 'crime' Like I'd ever do that. I got him in the second one though. Lots of making out there."
"I'm surprised that you two idiots just don't stop talking compared to the kid who actually needs to be told to stop talking," said Bruce.
"Wow! Who shat in your kitty?" asked Wade.
"I'll sew your fucking mouth in your sleep," said Bruce.
"Well Happy Black Saturday to you!" shouted Harley.
"It's December," said Bruce.
"You kept count!" laughed Wade. "You nerd!"
"Batsy had always been the biggest nerd in Gotham," said Harley. "Bigger nerd than Dylan from High School."
"When were you in High School again?" asked Wade.
"The horrifying part of our relationship is that we know so little about each other," said Harley. "I was in High School in 2006."
"Sweetie, no. The most horrifying part of our relationship is the age difference," said Wade.
"What!? Puddin', you're just 51 and I'm 34! Nope... Never mind. I hear it now," said Harley. "17-year age difference.And I was with your older brother, Batsy, and he was 55 years older than me.Oh, my, God... You're 54 and we had sex that one time!"
"You had sex with my girlfriend!?" asked Wade. "WHAT THE HELL, MAN!?"
"It was a long time ago, you red leotard-wearing jackass," said Bruce.
Peter continues to try and unlock the lock.
"No! That's awesome! I have a girlfriend who had sex with Batman!" shouted Wade. "What was it like?" he turned to Harley.
"Oh my God," said Bruce, sighing.
*click*
"IN HERE!!!" shouted Peter.
The four walk inside.
Suddenly, the steps outside stopped completely. Silence entered their environment. They no longer heard a snarl or step.
"The Passengers are guardians in this ship," said Bruce. "They are supposed to protect the actual passengers."
"Then why are they called 'The Passengers?'" asked Peter.
"Shouldn't they be called The Guards?" asked Harley.
"Security, maybe?" asked Wade.
"They're called that because they were passengers," said Bruce. "If you get bit by them, you become one of them."
"Like how I got bitten by a radioactive spider?" asked Peter.
"Uh... Like zombies?" asked Harley.
"Whoa! Shit! Romero ripped off Spider-Man!" shouted Wade.
"We have to think of a way for us to get out of here without The Passengers noticing," said Bruce.
The four then look upward.
"Are you thinking what I'm thinking?" asked Peter.
"Everyone looked at the ceiling," said Wade. "Probably."
The roof of the train blasted open. Bruce clawed onto the train's roof and came out first, Wade gave Harley two of his daggers as she came up next. She stabbed the roof to avoid flying off. Wade did this with his own daggers as well. Peter used his wall-crawling to cling to the roof on all fours. The four of them walk and crawl toward the Control room.
After an hour, the four reach the Control Room from the window above to see that it's empty. Bruce punches the window open as the quartet falls in.
The Control Room is rather long, being about 100 feet long and 50 feet wide.
Bruce prepares his Shattered Stars as he charged energy into his palms.
The Conductor then stood behind them as he took out a blaster.
*PEW*
Bruce creates a shield and blocks the blast as Bruce swung his palm as the Shattered Star spun and blasted into The Conductor's shoulder.
He grunts.
"I challenge you for the Anti-Life Equation," said Bruce. "If I win, we take it and the four of us would go home safely. If I lose, you may arrest us and bring us to Darkseid."
He screams as he takes off his armored jacket and his armored pants, revealing a very muscular body.
"Take off your armor, coward," said the Walrus.
Bruce takes off his armor. He tries to take off his Batsuit.
"Keep the Batsuit, Iron Knight," said The Conductor. "I have enough mercy to let you live just a little longer."
Bruce silently stared at The Conductor.
The Conductor charged at Bruce.
Bruce eyes the cloth around The Conductor's arm.
Bruce punches The Conductor's face over and over again, punching him with great speeds.
However, The Conductor grabs him by the neck with one hand as he grabbed The Conductor's wrist. The Conductor then throws him around the room. He throws him up the ceiling and throws him down into the ground.
The Conductor then kicks him as Bruce is thrown across the room.
Peter tries to attack by flexing toward The Conductor.
"No," said Bruce. "He may be a Pinnepian, but I don't think he is. He's much more violent than a usual Pinnepian!"
"A what?" asked Peter.
"A Penis, Parker," said Harley.
"Don't say it that way," said Peter. "I have trauma from those words."
"I've heard of you. You've thwarted those in the name of vengeance," said The Conductor, as he grabbed Bruce and bashed his face on the floor. "You think you're a good person? You brooded in a cave and made your own rules... Forced them upon people... then you yourself... broke them."
"You..." said Bruce. "You're no Pinnepian."
The Conductor laughed. "Darkseid had given me the ability to shift my appearance..."
The Conductor transformed into a familiar enemy.
Bane.
Now, with a black mask on his face and a large muscular body being 8 feet tall, Bane stood over Batman and beat him over and over again.
He then grabbed his face and scratched it over the broken glass from earlier.
Bruce is then beaten once more.
"You think you're a hero?" he asked, speaking in a slowed-down Bartley Gorman voice. "I think you are rather mistaken by that toxic mindset! Do you think that vengeance makes you a hero, Bruce? You are sadly mistaken. My father and my nephew were weak for believing in someone like you.You.You are a man who broods in a cave for a living who thinks he is the hero of Gotham. A hero who thinks he's right... whose mistakes caused the creation of this horrid timeline where you caused billions of deaths in several Earths just to save your own.How selfish is that, Bruce Wayne?You were afraid that Superman would come knocking down your door and melting what's left of that empty heart of yours."
Bane flipped Bruce and beat him.
*thwip*
Webs are shot unto Bane's face.
Bane slowly turns to Peter, who still has his hand pointing at Bane. Peter grabbed his right hand and slowly lowers it with his left.
Bane slowly approached Peter.
"Whoa! Hi! Hi, there!" shouted Peter. "You must be Bane Al Ghul, son of Ra's Al Ghul! I am Peter Parker! People call me Spider-Man!"
Bane slowly reaches for his neck.
*BANG*
The bullets barely scraped his skin and were stopped by his muscles.
Bane grabs Deadpool's head and crushes it. His skull is fractured as Bane throws him across the room.
Harley uses her bat to bash Bane's face, but he grabs it and throws her away.
Bruce then punches Bane from behind. Bruce grabs his mask and breaks it open.
"NO!!!" shouted Bane.
*ssssssssssssssss*
"NO!!!" shouted Bane, as he is forced to back away. "WHO DO YOU THINK YOU ARE!??"
Bruce kept on kicking and punching.
"Bruce!" shouted Peter.
Bane tries to give Bruce a right hook but Bruce gave Bane several flurries of punches, dislocating his shoulder, fracturing his ribs, arms, jaws, skull, and legs. Bruce kept on punching and punching as Bane grunted in pain.
*CRACK CRACK CRACK CRACK CRACK SPLAT SPLAT CRACK SPUTTER*
"BRUCE!!!" shouted Peter. "BRUCE, STOP!!!"
"RAUGH!!!" screamed Bruce.
Bruce grabs Bane by the neck and beats him over and over again.
"RAUGH!!!" shouted Bruce, beating Bane's face over and over again as his blood bursts and splatters on Bruce's knuckles.
*CRACK CRACK CRACK CRACK CRACK SPLAT*
"DAMN IT, BRUCE!!! STOP!!!" shouted Peter, as he grabbed Bruce's fist.
Bruce growls as he sees his reflection on the broken glass on the ground.
"I'm Batman," said Bruce.
"Why... Why didn't you kill me?" coughed Bane in a shaky voice, as he gargled with blood under his facemask. He trembled in pain.
"Justice... not vengeance," panted Bruce as he pulled the cloth out of Bane's arm and tied it around his bicep.
Bane struggles to try to pick himself up but is incapable of moving.
"Now... Let us stay in you choo-choo train until we meet the others, you little shit," said Bruce. "And turn off The Passengers."
Bane stared at Bruce, trying very hard to breathe.
"Fine," whimpered Bane.
Bruce smiles as the three of them walk outside the Control Room.
Bane pants in pain. "Can you at least hand me a glass of water? I'm rather thirsty."
The door shuts from behind them.
The Passengers are nowhere to be found, as the quartet happily leave Bane.
They went back to their room for a good night's sleep.
Meanwhile...
*ZOOM*
Thor, SHAZAM, and Barry appear in a spot in the middle of the desert.
"Why are we here, fast one?" asked Thor.
"We're waiting for the others," said Barry.
Meanwhile, another group of survivors, led by a woman in armor, walked in the desert night toward the three. The group includes a man in a red jacket with a couple of blasters, a man in a red devil-like suit with a Billy Bat, two children, and a man with a black trench coat, black pants, black boots, and a black shirt with a skull on it carrying space blasters.