Match In Trouble

Cynthia now understood why the Justice league's property damaging was not been taken to court, they had tycoons like Batman and Green Arrow to help them take the heat. She was on her own and if she wanted the people of LA to not curse at her every time they spoke her name, she needed to make enough money to pay for the damages. She could make the entire port in a few seconds but she knew the hearts of politicians, give them an inch and they will take a mile!

With Bruce Wayne becoming Blueballs Wayne, she had to think of a way to make like hundreds trillions of dollars in the shortest time. She couldn't rob a bank, that would have been like sponsoring other criminals. She thought of robbing Fort Knox but then, the millions of gold bars in there were surd to be bugged somehow. So, it all came down to Creation Of All Things technique.

This overpowered technique was like the dues ex machina that she alone had. Even the Arch Angels did not hold as much freedom in creating things as she did. Micheal was like the generator, Lucifer was like a converter and Gabriel was...She realized she did not know what Gabriel did during creation time. Creation Of All Things technique in her hands had changed so much she could create things from nothing but her own energy. The thing That was like a middle finger to everyone's face was that the amount it took to work in a large scale was so miniscule that it was logic defying. As she was thinking of how to obtain money, her work phone started ringing. Only Match had her phone so she took it at the first vibration.

"Is something wrong?" she asked.

"You can say that," a gruff voice did from the other end. Cynthia sat up straight as she released her energy sensing. This was inspired by the big threr animes; Dragon Ball, One Piece, Naruto and Bleach. She hardly uses it because it was too much of a cheat and she wanted to challenge herself. But now, with her apprentice in danger, she could not afford to slack off. So, the entire city was perceived almost like an omniscience being was looking down on them. Thus, she saw the most ridiculous thing ever. Match had been tied down like a sack of potatoes by Batman a green kryptonite shard placed near him to make him weaker. She was glad to see Batman had two broken ribs and a bloody nose for his troubles.

"The Batman, how can I help you?" she asked, a little at ease, mostly been she could reach him in a second and that Match was safe, mostly.

"You came to my city to discuss business with Bruce Wayne. I'm here on his behalf," Batman said.

"Wayne sent you, huh?" she almost laughed when she said this. Instead, she used flash steps to appear in front of Batman then gave him a push that sent him flying away. Batman proved spry on his feet for he did a flip before landing on his feet, though he slid flt a couple more feet. By then, Cynthia had taken the shard of Kryptonite and threw it to space.

Batman threw three batarangs at her oy for Cynthia to appear behind him, holding a Batarang to his neck. But, Batman proved his mettle by somehow firing a carbon steel cable at her. Cynthia was much surprised when this happened but it did not mean she couldn't act. So, she used replacement jutsu with a batarang he had thrown away, appearing Standing on a wall while the cable hit the batarang.

Batman narrowed his eyes seeing her appear where his batarang was and decided to escape. His left hand went for a smoke pellet but another Cynthia appeared behind him. She got hold of his hands and forced them behind him making Batman groan in pain. His ribs hurt like hell due to this but Cynthia was surprised by his willpower. He barely showed any pain even in his eyes. Match, having broke out of the cables tying him down, came in front of Batman cracking his knuckles.

"I'm going to rip your balls off and feed them to you!" he said, menancingly, making Batman flinch a little. Cynthia got off the wall and came next to him.

"Not now, honey. This is the Batman, don't feel sad you lost to him, feel honored you now know where to strengthen yourself," Cynthia told her angry apprentice before turning to Batman. "So, you became Wayne's errand boy to pay for these sweet gadgets?"

"You came to him for help and be refused. He thought you might give him some trouble so he came to me for help. Bruce Wayne is a major Justice League funds donor so I decided to help him out," Batman said. Even with his willpower, he found it hard to speak while both of his arms were been forcefully held behind him, his ribs hurting like sons of bitches.

"Here, let me help you out," Cynthia said in sympathy and used medical jutsu to help him out. "If you want to talk don't just start out by kidnapping my sidekick." Match suddenly laughed awkwardly.

"Actually, I threw the first punch!" he said nervously. Cynthia suddenly looked at him, the eyes of her bear head glowing red. Match knew better than to give excuses.

"You lost a fight you started! Have I been teaching you for nothing?" she asked. Match did not dare answer. Numerous sitcoms had taught him never to argue with an angry woman when you're in the wrong. A thousand beatings had Taught him never to argue with his teacher, ever.

"Seems you're starting to get forgetful again, I'll fix that. Go him and start doing the rudimentary moves of tai chi, I'll be back to bream your bones after I'm done." Match could only take to the sky in trepidation, wondering just how he would survive this time.