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In The Gray (Teen Titan/DC Fanfic)

Kevin Grant is a veteran from WW2... WW1, the War of 1812 & pretty much every other American conflict after 1812. He’s also kinda a dick. However something is brewing and Batman, Lex Luthor, and Ozymandias don’t know what. Grant’s brothers, consumed with their demonic powers, are looking for the Orb that has given them their curse. Also, guess what? Kevin’s been procrastinating on finding the stupid thing for two hundred years. Being turned down help from the Justice League Kevin is forced to his last resort: Raven. However, things don’t go according to plan because... let’s be honest: Kevin never has a plan. (Writing this as creative release I’m also taking creative liberties with writing. I may keep this as a serial that ends when it ends. Story arcs are strongly inspired by DC comics/Teen Titan comics as well as DC games and media. Kevin’s lack of care for triggers do not reflect the views of the author.) *** Arc 2 (cue classic narrator voice) After the deaths of two Titans, Deathstroke’s loved ones, and Black Adam’s family, things are amping up. Framed for the deaths of Osiris and Isis, the Titans, America and her allies are sworn enemies of Black Adam. The omnipotent tyrants rage is hotter than it has been in centuries and he is quickly pooling his allies and preparing for WW3. The Titans struggle to grieve their dead in the midst of all their responsibilities. They struggle to cope, and unlikely relationships bloom. Despite the spy in their midst. Deathstroke has a bone to pick with the world as well. After the death of his son at the perceived hand of the Titans he’s not an assassin for money at the moment. No, no this is personal. The only payment he’s taking is Vengeance, even if he has to form a team himself to do it. Kevin is still after the Heart and cancer-like tumors have shaped some of Gotham’s supervillains hideously. Does this have something to do with Raven’s cough and Ozymandias’ cancer and dreams? Read and find out! For any martial artist fans out there I TRY to go out of my way to develop ALMOST each character’s fighting style. Kevin uses a now forbidden Canadian style called combato. Dick Grayson uses a mix of Wing Chun, Arnis/Escrima and others of course. Batman uses a non-lethal Keysi as a foundation (he also used it in the 2008 movies). Deathstroke uses Krav Maga, LINE, Vale Tudo, Silat and Sambo. This is a bold challenge to do with justice but I will try my best. For any gun nuts, I went all out on gear and guns for Deathstoke’s scenes to give a little bit of some John Wick-style stuff thrown in. I post updates below so make sure to check from time to time! Without further ado: 05/05/23 Happy Cinco de Mayo~

xWandererx · Anime e quadrinhos
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Take Me to Church

Al's pov

"I'm going out Mr. Fries!"

"Be careful Al, don't cause too much trouble."

"I won't!" I lied.

Going up to the hatch I flew to my safe house checkpoint in Gotham's United Catholic Church. It was a Saturday and there was no scheduled mast, there were none of the priests assistants preparing for it either at this time. The Cardinal was likely inside the parsonage in the back of the building. I let myself in through a stained glass window that swiveled enough for me to get in. However, passing the prayer candles the feathers on my back rose on edge with an audible hiss like a knife.

Two candles were lit.

Who's here?

"Hello?"

No reply.

I slowly stepped forward, my weight eventually causing the wooden floor to creak under me here and there. Peering around, I didn't see anything so I assumed it was just inherent superhero paranoia. Up on the altar I went to a groove in the wall and pushed a hidden block that acted as a button. Activating a hidden door that pushed back and slid up, I grabbed my Judge revolver and bottles of holy water to gear up for the day. Then an old, familiar voice of a young woman purred behind me.

"I told you I'd find you."

I pivoted on my foot quickly and was shocked to have Ms. Laurie Juspecyzk's lips colliding with my own. Her arms rapped around me in an embrace and my tense body began to relax as she deepened the kiss. Only after enjoying her tongue in my mouth again did a gnawing pit of guilt begin to eat me. I had a meeting... and another girl.

Breaking the kiss, I gripped her shoulders, asking urgently, "Laurie? What are you doing here?!"

"I came to see you. You were the one I ran away from my parents with after all."

"Laurie, I-I need you to wait outside."

"Why are you stuttering?" She smiled deviously, "Afraid the priest would call down lightning if he found us?"

I honestly forgot what dimension I was in for a second.

"Laurie-"

A new male voice cooed monotonously, "Fear not them which kill the body," she and I glanced at the stranger in a suit walking down the aisle, "but are not able to kill the soul: but rather-" he stepped up onto the altar and bore his eyes into mine, "fear him who is able to destroy both soul and body in Hell."

"Who the-"

"I am Belial. Son of Trigon. Your failures disappoint Al."

"Laurie, you need to go."

There was a fwap of wind slapping the doors around the church shut.

"You shouldn't have brought your girlfriend, Angel-Boy...this is between you and me...or at least it was..." He smiled tensely and picked up a crucifix and tested the weight in his hand, walking a circle around us, "where is the Red Baron and the Heart?"

"The-the Titans conscripted him and the Heart's location is still unknown."

"Ohhh," he groaned dramatically, touching his head briefly as if he had a headache, "you know what that would normally mean, don't you?"

I gulped and nodded. He continued to circle us like a tiger, like a shark.

His voice contorted demonically, "That would mean you DIE."

The final note shook the room, released a murmur of whispers, and put out the candles lit in the front of the church. Finally he tossed the crucifix back onto the priest's table and put on his strained smile. His voice was... normal when he spoke, "But I'm feeling magnanimous today, you can merely forget about the protection we have given you. The forces that be will be left to their own devices and if you and them come into conflict?" He spat, "You were a bad, bad investment."

With a snap of his fingers he disappeared and Laurie and I were alone.

"Al, what the heck was that?!"

A/N: I know it seems that I'm all over the place and it's because I am. The climax (without spoilers) is the culmination of like three or more arcs. While this may seem to be completely off from the current arc it plays into another part of the story. I hope you enjoy complex stories and mystery! What did Belial mean by the Heart? Do you think he was talking about Raven? 🧐🧐🧐😈 (He wasn't, did you think it was that easy?)

Fun Fact: Laurie (aka Silk Spectre II) in the comics did run off with a boy at 16. By 18 her and the like... 40 year old Dr. Manhattan were a thing. Sure Manhattan is immortal... but he was married to I think. Yeesh XD

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