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Clash of Realms
CHP10: Broken and Reborn

The light peered in through the window as she awoke and yawned but with a splitting headache and the surrounding was positively different, not what she was used to waking to. When stretching her arms and legs that's when she realized she wasn't alone, but another in bed with her. Only slightly moving over the succubus looked at the person beside her and it wasn't who she was expecting.
"Oooops," she rested a hand over her lips silently.
The individual fast asleep beside her was Mason King, the coworker and man crush of Felicia and she couldn't help but feel terrible, even if she couldn't recall what led to all this. Slowly pushing out of bed in full nude, she hopped over some of the beer bottles scattered around the bed, as it was apparent she had far too much to drink and the only positive was she didn't accidently steal Mason's soul.
After getting dressed Morrigan tip toed out the exit with her heels in hand and she didn't slip into them until halfway down the hall and much of the home trashed from last night's party. A handful of party people had also passed out and were laying around the floor as Morrigan bypassed them and out the front door. It was on her way down the steps that memory of last night's events came back. She and Mason got to flirting and after a few drinks they found themselves in the kitchen alone and one thing led to another and they were making out.
Things only got worse from there as it was Felicia who walked in on them and Morrigan did little to defuse the situation as her best pal ran off in tears and instead of going after her like she normally would have, the succubus continued things with Mason. The alcohol in her system undoubtedly played a huge factor in this and eventually they found themselves in his bedroom where they engaged in sexual intercourse. But the cat woman wasn't the only person she let down.
"Dammit!" she grumbled under her breath. "Way to go and ruin what was otherwise a great night, idiot! He needs to know."
From out of her bra Morrigan uncovered her cell and dialed his number.
"Bruce, it's me," she responded after hearing his voice. "There's something I need to tell you."
XXX
The meeting had barely just begun as King Delbert Hayhurst of Vindellorien sat at one end of the table and at the other was the king of Arcenill Mount and also known as king of Dragons, Fafnir. To his left was his intelligence officer, Dalzo Reco and across from him was Commander Benjamin Castillo. These two were his most trusted men when he wasn't otherwise putting his duties aside and enjoying the finer parts of life. Half the table was of Arcenill Mount representatives and the other half of Vindellorien. And on the other end, King Delbert had his daughter Isla sitting to his left and across from her prince Arlo.
"King Fafnir, this is quite a shocker that you made the trip out here but a very pleasant one, mind you. As you've probably heard from our letters and spokesperson that we've had quite the dilemma... no let me rephrase that, our realm has got quite the problem. My intent was to discuss such matters with you at princess Akasha's return..."
"Do not mention that woman!" Fafnir shot, but just as quickly backtracked at the looks and expressions each of them gave off as he eased back into his chair. "Sorry, sorry... it's been a long few days. But any who, it is Ilon Kreing you're here to discuss, isn't it?"
The dragon king sat back as he lifted his legs and lowered them atop the table which surprised all of Vindellorien's attendees, including the king himself who swallowed back and even a select few of Fafnir's own representatives were taken off guard and indifferent to this action. Arlo was tempted to speak but kept quiet as he instead took a deep breath and said nothing but it was the opposite for another.
"You're a king, aren't you?" Isla's frown was directed at the dragon. "Do try and put on a better representation of that."
"Isla!" her father immediately retorted.
"Far as I'm concerned it was you people that requested the assistance of my kingdom, so I shall do whatever and wherever I chose to do it. You should remind your little girl just who it is she's speaking to."
Isla quietly grimaced as it was then Arlo that took a stab at it.
"You're king only because you're son to our emperor!" Arlo snarled. "But as I've heard you haven't been too much of a leader, putting your duties off while you go about and do whatever you so please. Lucky for you your handpicked staff are a competent bunch or the kingdom of Arcenill Mount would have fallen long ago."
"Arlo, Isla, silence!" King Delbert felt his blood pressure rise. "Another word out of either of you and you will be dismissed, I didn't call king Fafnir all the way out here so that he could be criticized. Neither of you is to speak from here on out and you will keep your opinions to yourselves, are we clear?!"
The intensity in the room sky rocketed as Arlo bit over his tongue and Isla rolled her eyes, but their father's word was final and both respected that and so they nodded as he again sat and his eyes on Fafnir.
"Back to the matter at hand."
"Yes," Fafnir smiled as he leaned back further with his arms behind his head, much to the dismay of Arlo, Isla and a select few others throughout the room. "Ilon Kreing, yes he has been quite the thorn in everyone's side, single handedly accumulating nearly ninety kills just on his own."
"A very dangerous outlaw, which has been heavily noted but that isn't why we've come to you in this dark hour. No place has been hit by this ogre and his Xsouviz group more than Vindellorien and the kingdom of Reinganar," King Delbert informed.
"So you people and the wolves, huh... sounds like a personal problem," Fafnir responded.
Clearing his throat it was Dalzo Reco who was the next to speak.
"My lord, that isn't entirely accurate, Ilon and his group have also attacked their own as well as smaller villages and continents unrelated to their most frequent activities."
"Ilon as an individual is a very dangerous assassin and could go toe to toe with the best of them, but that isn't why we're reaching out to you. It is the very army that he controls and they're ever so growing and he's quite influential. And judging by what they've been so desperately trying to collect it won't be long before they hit us directly, the palace."
Fafnir's eyes narrowed as he lowered his legs off the table, twirling his fingers around.
"And what makes you so sure of this?" Fafnir inquired.
"The magical pieces they've been collecting implies they're out to reconstruct the Chirismoy, but it cannot be reactivated without the three Lastiaz spheres, one which is safely locked away here in the palace," Cecily Hadlee chimed in. "And if they were to collect each magic shell and the orbs, they would..."
"Have the means to open dimensions and or world's locked off by even the most powerful magic," Fafnir bit down as he finished, knowing just how dire the situation could become if this was true. "Which kingdoms are the remaining spheres stashed away in?"
"Unknown and it has been that way since the great yokai war eight hundred years ago. It was best that way to keep any singular faction from amassing them and using it as an advantage in warfare. But in the case of Ilon we believe his purposes are much darker."
For the next minute and a half, Fafnir quietly deliberated with his side of the table as he came to a decision based on foreshadowing facts.
"You have the support of Arcenill Mount, my soldiers and resources and whatever else you need. I would like a full breakdown and overview of what you know, spots the Xsouviz's attacked, potential future target zones and all the info you have on Ilon," Fafnir said.
Outside the conference room and a couple levels down, Dinah and several other prisoners aiming to take part in the upcoming battle royal moved in and out of the equipment facility as the training session for the day had concluded. Most headed for the prison courtyard afterwards, while a select few took off to the infirmary where they had their wound's attended to.
"You going to be okay?" Dinah approached Luke who sat over a bench, tending to a couple bruises and cuts sustained during the practices. "I can assist you."
"No need, I got this," Luke smiled up at her. "Go on ahead, I'll catch up."
Taking his word for it Dinah took off as more and more prisoners came in and out before eventually it was only Luke, but that didn't last for long.
"Nice moves out there."
A woman appeared from around the corner trailing her fingers over the wall as she slowly approached him in a way that a predator would, but at the same time so much seduction in every step taken. She had light brown skin standing at 5'7, red eyes with slit pupils, light green hair tied in two long pigtails with red bows and she wore a red tunic with black boots and a necklace.
"You're that vamp... I mean, how can I help you master?" Luke quickly corrected himself.
With a hand to her mouth she laughed almost historically while Luke just stared at her with confused eyes, waiting for that laughter to die down.
"Please don't call me master, I am merely a guest to Vindellorien."
"But even so, I am a prisoner of..."
"Doesn't matter, my name is Miukei but Miuk or Miyu works. Just a moment ago you were about to address me as a vampire, who told you that?"
Lightly biting over his tongue Luke looked her off as he couldn't determine if she was angry or just curious.
"Apparently you're known by more than half the prisoners here," Luke gazed up at her. "They say you and your friend are part of some Asagao three and maidens to a vampire queen."
Miukei just as quickly snickered with a finger to her lips, humbled by the idea she was so recognized.
"That's one hundred percent correct."
"And not to change the subject, but why is someone like you chatting with a prisoner like myself? Seems like there are a thousand different places you could be that aren't here."
"True, but I've taken an interest in both you and your companion... the blonde woman," Miukei smirked. "From the standpoint of pure skill and hand to hand combat there is no one in the prison yard that I've seen with the same skill set as either of you, but that is sure to change in the battle royal where the best of the best will be. I'm curious and have two questions, where did you and that woman receive your training and what is your true monster form?"
Luke swallowed back and judging by her expression it was clear she was legitimately after an answer.
"I've received training all over," he spoke but with the idea not to get into specifics. "And our captors have stressed time and again that we're not to reveal our true forms at any point. Only in the battle royal will that be revealed, they say."
"But I am not another prisoner, nor of Vindellorien's royals you can tell me and it'll be our little secret," she implied with puppy eyes.
Luke didn't take the bait and part of him felt she'd been sent by one of the nobles to try and pry information from him that they otherwise were unable to do. Her attention was however redirected to the cuts and bruises over his left arm as she dropped to a knee.
"You're hurt, let me help."
"I've got it under wraps," Luke insisted.
She was having none of this as she took a set of bandages into her hand.
"I'm no expert like Selene but I've learned a thing or two from watching."
Luke hadn't any idea who she referred to and as she moved in on him a bit closer, the vampire lost hold of the bandages as she seemed to sniff at him and her eyes lit up with a possessiveness. Before he knew it she had taken his arm into her hands and he couldn't believe as she proceeded to lower her head and sniff at his wounds.
"Smells so good, must have a taste..."
A shiver erupted up his spine as the tip of her tongue slithered over his open wound and he couldn't help but think back to their very first encounter where Miukei had so blatantly teased and flirted with him.
"Wonderful," her eyes met with his. "It tastes even better than it smells."
Next her face moved in on his as her lips settled just beneath his lower left ear.
"Just a little more," she whispered.
He didn't know what she meant by this and nor did he have time to think it over as he felt a sharp pain in the left side of his neck as she buried her fangs into his flesh and sucked away at his blood. He was left in a feeling of awe as she wrapped her arms around him, sitting in his lap. As this went on he felt himself become lightheaded and it wasn't until the sounds of approaching footsteps from outside the hall that she stopped hopping off him and licking his blood away from her lips.
"Hurry up prisoner," a singular guard stepped through. "It's almost chow time."
"Yeah," Luke stood as he somewhat stumbled from the loss of blood, running a hound over the bite wound over his neck. "On my way."
Luke recovered the bandages off the bench and followed the guard, thankful that he came when he did as he feared Miukei might have sucked him completely dry. The vampire turned and watched both disappear around the corner as she sighed as realization set in. She hadn't tasted blood that delicious since... since the last time she fed on a human! But it couldn't be, a prisoner, a human in the yokai realm! That however wasn't her primary concern as there was only one thing on her mind.
"Must have more," she licked at her lips. "I must have more of his blood, so scrumptious."
On their way down the hall, both Fox and the guard bypassed the infirmary and that's when Luke took notice of a badly beaten prisoner bleeding out from his head and other areas over his body.
"What happened to him?"
"Poor fool forget his place," the guard replied. "Cat called lieutenant general, Isla Hayhurst just over an hour ago and exposed his genitals. She had him beaten on the spot, a perfect example for you prison trash to know there are lines that must not be crossed."
"Will he live?" Luke asked as they continued down the hall.
"Hell if I know."
XXX
She knew his schedule like the back of her hand and so the succubus awaited him in the parking lot of the Wayne Industries building and followed him up the steps and into the building.
"Bruce, Bruce." Morrigan moved in beside him.
He only halfway looked at her as he entered through the automatic doors.
"I'm due for a meeting in fifteen, make it fast."
"Yur mad, aren't you?" Morrigan rolled her eyes. "It meant nothing, you know that. I had a few too many drinks and things sunk from there."
"What you do on your own time is your business, I'm not mad."
"You're a horrible liar," Morrigan grumbled. "You won't even look at me..."
Before long they were inside the elevator and headed to the top floor.
"What do you want me to say? It isn't exactly like we're in a committed relationship, courteous of yourself. Do whatever you please."
Morrigan again rolled her eyes becoming even more annoyed.
"Gee if I knew you'd be this butt hurt I wouldn't have told you. I'm being open and honest, shouldn't that amount to some sort of points? I made a mistake, I'm owning up to it."
Bruce said nothing as they eventually reached the top floor and the elevator doors opened and the succubi followed him step for step as he made his way down the hall.
"Come hun, don't be mad at me," Morrigan ceased his arm and pulled him into what was labeled the janitor's room.
"The meeting begins in fifteen and I need time to prepare for the presentation!" Bruce barked.
"But you can't, not like this. All stressed and upset," Morrigan wrapped her arms around his neck. "I'll make it right, let's kiss and make up. One kiss sweetie."
Grimacing with tightened fists Bruce let out a sigh as he peered down into her eyes.
"One kiss and that's it."
The succubus smiled victoriously as she pulled him down and he was expecting only a peck of the lips but got a whole lot more as she virtually devoured his lips with her mouth and tongue obstructing his mouth. She moaned into it as her tongue circled around his and her eyes closed as she lowered her hand down and over his crouch and massaged her hand over the area as he grew aroused. Morrigan was the one to break the kiss with a quiet chuckle as she reached for and undid his belt.
"Morrigan, we can't do this now," Bruce whispered.
"You're pissed at me," she retorted with agitation. "And I can't have that. Just a quickie, both of us will feel so much better."
Bruce wanted to argue but then her hand found its way into his pants and the softness of her touch stroked him off as she again locked lips with him and they made out. From there things escalated as she pulled him down on top of her over the ground as she lifted up her skirt and pulled down her underwear just enough as he lowered his pants. And so for the next several minutes he made love to Morrigan who quietly moaned and what was supposed to be a quickie lasted nearly twenty minutes! And when finished he was the first out buttoning his shirt and as Morrigan came up on him from behind, biting and sucking at his left earlobe.
"How was that my dear, much better right?"
"Yes," Bruce looked back kissing at her lips. "Much. I have to go but I'll give you a call, perhaps we can set something up for later."
"Sounds like a plan," Morrigan trailed a hand over the side of his face as they again kissed.
Afterwards they went their separate ways, Bruce to the conference room and Morrigan to the elevators.
XXX
Later that night things kicked off with a bang following a breakout at Arkham Asylum, the dark knight encountering already a handful of them who just couldn't resist the urge to wreak havoc as they were sent packing back to the asylum. Most were low level and only three managed to breakout from maximum security. As the batmobile raced down the road he listened into the police radio.
"Requesting backup, we responded to a distress call but then we were ambushed by a swarm of them, all wearing white masks... six of them. They're carrying knives and daggers and moving around faster than anything I've..."
The dispatcher's voice was replaced by screams as Batman's eyes narrowed, tightening his grip over the steering wheel. In the press of a button he pulled up a 3D map out of where the call was made in relation to his own position. He knew the streets and city well, better than anyone which included all the short cuts. With his foot pressed down over the gas the vehicle picked up significant speed and in a matter of minutes he arrived on scene. A combination of both civilians and police officers had sustained injuries. But right away when he eyed the first and then the second, he knew exactly who they were.
"The court..." Batman uttered.
Why now and out in the open?! This was not their way of operating but that didn't matter nor did he have the time to think about it as he was surrounded by the six of them. The court of owl's possessed exceptional speed and strength, but it seemed increased as they moved around and swiped away at him and landed a couple strikes. He was knocked off balance as he found himself on the defense, but he was merely just observing their movement which seemed very inhuman.
They were relentless and the lack of words from them was also a surprise, but their intentions were very clear as they pulled at the back of his cape and clawed away at his armor. They had the numbers and speed advantage but lucky for him he was carrying just what he needed to down the six. First came the smoke bomb, followed by electrical explosives which streamed through their bodies, but this wasn't enough to put a single of them out as one grabbed at his throat and lifted Batman off the ground before tossing him forward and into the side of a vehicle.
Pushing up, the caped crusader tossed a couple batarangs in their direction which exploded on impact. The six man group moved in on him but the fight was taken to the rooftops as Batman used a grapple gun. Simultaneously they came at him, throwing out kicks and punches all of which he countered and eventually got them on their backs where he activated an electrical explosive that was five times the voltage surge to the last, which he secretly placed on them during the fight. He stood over their bodies and looked for any movement, but found none. The fight was nowhere close to over as a dark figure dropped from the skies and in front of the masked vigilante.
"And so the legends of Gotham's bat aren't merely myths," the one across from him wore the owls mask, but dressed much differently. "And we shall now see which bat reigns supreme. They lot of them have yet to feed, so weren't fighting anywhere near their full potential. The court of owls are now under the jurisdiction of I, Demitri Maximoff! Well at least one fifth of what's here in Gotham, but I shall get to the rest. They can't hide forever and to start this new regime, my first set of business is ridding Gotham of its greatest infection... Batman."
The vampire tossed aside the owl mask revealing his features as he bared his fangs and his eyes glowing a bright red. For a moment they were in a standstill until Demitri broke eye contact.
"Do you know who I am, Batman?! We aren't very different you and I. Apples from the same tree, that of the powerful warrior vampire race! Only one of us will be left standing when this is over."
Batman eyed Demitri closely as he wondered just who this man was and his purpose, as it was now clear that somehow he infiltrated the Court of Owls and took command. And if he was a vampire it was very likely he shared the weakness of one.
"What is your purpose and where did you come from?" Batman stared him down. "Why do you wish to battle?"
The vampire simply laughed as his aura climbed.
"Does there need to be any reason other than one to claim his stake as the best? You shall be a most worthy opponent and it is because of your connection to her which led me here. Once you fall, she'll come and then I shall end her and take what's mine," Demitri tightened his fists.
"Her?" Batman questioned.
"Enough talk, power up so that we may begin!"
There was no way for the dark knight to determine how powerful this vampire was, but knew he'd soon find out. It was no further than ten miles that a train arrived in Gotham as its passengers departed and a single of them a young girl who pulled along a suitcase and a smile on her face. She had secretly hitched a ride in the back of Selene Kayeda's jet without her knowledge and managed to slip by without the vampire noticing her the entire flight, nor after landing. She was finally home, and the thought to phone the manor did come to mind but instead she wanted to surprise them and so she didn't. But as she walked through the crowds of people and though a great distance away, Sasha detected a powerful monster aura and she couldn't help but get interested.
Atop the roof the battle begun as the vampire was the first to make a move. Batman threw his head to the side and dodged around as a clutter of bats engulfed in flames flew right at him, fired off like blasts from the hands of Demitri. Making his way through these obstacles the dark knight raced forward throwing out a series of punches and kicks which Demitri blocked and followed up with counters of his own. They went at it like this for a while before both jumped back with space between them and Demitri licking at his lips.
"Such fighting ability, it's rare to come across a material artist with such polished skills... dear I say unlike I've seen. But you have yet to raise your power, this isn't an audition! This is a fight to the death, show me the true power of the Batman!"
Demitri shouted as he was again raised his power slightly rushing the dark knight in blinding speed and leading with his shoulder. On impact Batman was sent soaring off the roof's ledge but managed to safely glide down over the street below as he quickly realized this was a fight that would require tactics, wit and less of the direct approach. As the vampire hadn't come down on him right away the caped crusader had time enough to punch in a few different codes over his hidden panel.
"Is this a game to you?!" Demitri dropped down in front of him with a loud thump. "I want the Batman's best, show me your true power!"
In a loud roar the vampire was through the air and coming at Batman again. As Demitri came within an inch of him he threw down two smoke bombs, disrupting his opponent's vision which he used to flip over and kick at the back of his head. However with his swift speed and quickness Demitri zipped around grabbing at the back of Batman's neck and tossing him into the side of a nearby vehicle. Afterwards the vampire returned to his feet cracking his knuckles as he slowly walked toward Batman who by that point held two batarangs in his hands. Batman launched these explosive projectiles at Demitri and to his surprise the vampire's cape/jacket morphed into demon like wings as he effortlessly knocked them aside. He then rushed down Batman who ducked under Demitri's boot, with a knife hand to the throat and then a knee to Demitri's side.
"Was that supposed to tickle?" the vampire chuckled.
A strike from the palm of Demitri's hand sent him mounting through the air but the caped crusader managed to land on his feet. Batman jumped out of the way as the vampire again came at him with tremendous speed. The demonic wings stemming from his cape were bladed, clashing and colliding with the blades over Batman's gauntlets. Batman then threw out two punches, simultaneous to each other which Demitri caught both his hands kneeing at his stomach various times before tossing him nearly twenty feet into the air where he met and grabbed at the top of his cowl before planting him into the ground. By this point Batman was seeing stars as he rolled over on his side coughing and punching at the ground as he stood.
"I do not understand, why do you delay? You cannot beat me like this!"
Even as he stood the vampire was nowhere near his full potential, barely over three percent of his strength. Planning ahead as he always did Batman had prepared himself for this exact moment in facing off against vampires the instant he took Sasha under his care and it was time to put everything to the test. The batmobile raced around the corner from behind the dark knight who back flipped and landed atop it, pressing down over his panel as four long cables shot out and ceased Demitri's wrists, and ankles while still connected to the vehicle. And from up high the bat plane ripped through the skies, settling and hovering in place and off to the side of him.
"What is this, some sort of gag?!" the vampire snarled.
"Activate electric mechanism," Batman responded.
High voltage was sent through the wiring and into Demitri's body as he was electrified and in another command over his hidden panel the dark knight instigated three missiles firing off from the bat plane and making a direct hit on the subject, exploding as masses of water engulfed him for only a moment before the waves zipped forward and at Batman who took to the nearest roof with his grapple gun. The massive waves shot passed the batmobile and down the street and things didn't turn out as expected, Demitri standing in place seemingly unaffected and appeared more annoyed than anything. He was a vampire and should have been in pain, on his knees in agony in the least.
"Is this what the great Batman is?" Demitri looked up in his direction. "A warrior that results to cheap parlor tricks?"
This was certainly unforeseen but he still had his ace in the hole and it was time to use it, remotely taking control of the batmobile and crashing it into the vampire. From then he acted fast before the vampire moved, taking control of a Wayne Enterprises satellite in the solitude of space and locking the tech onto the batmobile. A hidden weapons system had been added to the satellite in case of a dire emergency and the situation qualified for such measures. The caped crusader didn't want to cause a whole lot of collateral damage or put those in the area at risk and so he manually downed the power output and radius. Next the beam was activated and shot through earth's atmosphere and on impact the batmobile was blown to shreds and the force of the beam forced Batman off his feet and into the air where he ended up on his back.
He slowly pushed up and looked down as some of the surrounding buildings on the block suffered damage, shattered glass and what not and at the center of it all in flames was Demitri on a knee who had clearly taken damage but stood upright and visibly heated. Batman couldn't believe his eyes and this only confirmed the vampire was hiding a lot more power! The fight was far from over and Batman then took control of the bat plane manually while Demitri noticed this leveling up his inner aura and launching himself into the air smashing through and destroying the flying vehicle that went down in flames! Demitri then set his eyes on Batman.
"If this is the best you've got, then there's no point in dragging it out!"
Demitri zipped forward in speeds much faster than before as he took hold of Batman's throat and flew them atop a neighboring building and punched him downward and through the roof! His body plummeted through eight floors before ending up on the last where the vampire awaited him and punched him through yet another wall and out into the street where he coughed up blood. Demitri slowly approached sniffing at the air and that's when he finally realized something.
"A human!"
His displeasure couldn't have been higher as he lifted up a nearby vehicle and slammed it atop Batman before tossing it aside and lifting Batman up by his head and punching him clear across the street. The vampire then marched across the street to his downed foe cracking his knuckles as a grin shaped over his lips.
"The Batman, a mere human?! It would seem the stories of you were exaggerated!"
The vampire stood over Batman's beaten and battered body whose eyes were closed which indicated he was either unconscious or dead, but Demitri knew the answer to this as he listened in on the knight's very blood flow. In a quick stretch of his arm, the vampire lifted the caped crusader up by the throat.
"Quite impressive, most men would have kicked the bucket five times over, so I commend your resilience to live human, if you can hear me."
Batman's eyes remained closed as his legs and arms dangled down by his sides and completely unresponsive.
"I almost get no satisfaction from killing you, but on the bright side my reputation will climb after word gets out I was the one to defeat the Justice League's Batman!"
Demitri lifted him up and his opposite fist tightened as he aimed to deal the final blow but from out of nowhere a powerful kick to his side knocked him a couple feet away as he lost hold of Batman. The vampire snarled as he looked to the one responsible and to his surprise it was nothing more than a girl and a child for that matter and she packed quite the punch.
"Child!" the vampire king growled, but the young girl didn't listen as her focus was on the fallen knight. She had witnessed some of the fight from afar and when she realized it was in fact her father involved she came as fast she could and left behind her luggage.
"Daddy, daddy say something, please open your eyes!"
Sasha shook and pulled at her father trying to get him to respond and when none of her attempts worked she became frantic, crying and punching at the ground while Demitri was all but amused. He quickly comprehended the girl's relationship to the fallen hero and in this he laughed aloud and Sasha looked up at him with tears in her eyes as she clinched her fists.
"Stop laughing!" she shouted.
This only prompted him to laugh harder and louder as she became more and more triggered as her very blood boiled and she began to lose it as she looked down on her father who was still unresponsive as her shouting and shaking him did nothing.
"Daddy no, please no!"
The child vampire dropped back as she yelled, pulling at her hair as massive amounts of energy circulated throughout her body that she never felt. This power and its inclusive bulk was massive but she gave in as there was a splitting pain over her back and by this point Demitri's laughter ceased, feeling the inner power emitting from within this girl. Right before his eyes bat like wings tore through her flesh flapping about and a demonic aura surrounding her body as she stood and her blue eyes replaced by red ones with a slit through them.
"You did this to him!" Sasha hissed barring her fangs. "I'll kill you!"
Her wings flapped about as she blitzed Demitri with unpredicted speed, but he was an expert in battle and the instant he felt that huge boost in power he raised his own, dodging her initial strike and elbowing her into the ground! But she simply bounced up kneeing him in the stomach as he was sent soaring in the opposite direction but he smiled.
"Nice hit, little one," Demitri lowered his aura entirely. "You're far, far more powerful than the bat but beneath five percent of my full potential. I do not wish to do battle with a child... but perhaps one day you will become formidable and then we dance. In the meantime I ask that you tell them all, spread the word that it was Demitri Maximoff that killed the bat and Gotham is mine!"
With that the he retreated as an array of bats surrounded his body and Sasha stood in place frozen as she considered going after him, but deep down knew where she needed to be and that was at her father's side. She had unlocked the ultimate power, her inner shinso blood, but it was nowhere near enough to combat against or defeat the mighty Demitri. And so Sasha returned to Bruce's side as her wings flapped about and the sight of them scared her, in addition to the unlocked power that was having all sorts of effects on her body.
"Sss... Sasha."
Her heart bounced as Batman regained consciousness and was able to speak her name.
"Daddy!" the vampire happily dropped down to his side. "Can you hear me, can you move?!"
His vision was blurred, but he could see enough to make out Sasha's features and of course he could never forget her voice.
"Where's your mother, what're you doin... doing back in Gotham?" Batman asked weakly. "And your eyes, what happened?"
Had it not been for her enhanced hearing, she might not have made out a word he said. Standing was a no go as he couldn't move a single muscle and it felt as though every bone in his body had been shattered and he was bleeding internally. He couldn't believe the initial attack through the building didn't end him, but he also understood that there was no surviving this, he had minutes at best. This wasn't the first time he'd been physically battered or broken, his first tangle with Bane a reminder; but never like this. Both lungs were punctured and every other major organ within him damaged.
"I ran, I hate it there! I want to be with you and nii-san and now I'm back and we can be together forever and ever as a family, so don't die!"
Sasha's balled her fists as she again cried while Batman could do nothing. All he wanted was to embrace his daughter and tell her that everything was going to be okay and that things would go back to normal and that he'd take care of her but that crudely wasn't true.
"Sasha," he coughed up blood as more tears fell from her eyes as she couldn't stand to see him this way. "I love you and I... I'm sorry you had to be here. I wish I had more time... time to watch you grow and guide you. Keep your mother close, she loves you."
"Please no, don't say that! You aren't going to die!"
Bruce felt himself beginning to fade but his will kept him from passing as there was still one thing he needed to do.
"Sasha," he whispered as his eyes slowly began to close. "There's a small section on the left side of the cowl, press it."
"Why?" she whimpered and sobbed.
"Alfred... I need to…" Bruce's voice came out weaker than before.
This only brought about more tears from the vampire who fell forward with her face over his chest as she knew exactly what her father wanted. From the beginning Pennyworth was there and stood by his side even through the best and worst. There was no one he admired or respected more than that man, as he had put up with him and his decisions even if at times Alfred didn't agree. If only one man he could bid farewell, it was his surrogate father. Sasha did exactly as Bruce asked, crying as she pressed down on the section.
"Alfred," Batman uttered.
"I'm here sir, how can I be of service?"
He attempted to speak again but nothing came out as he faded further and further, more progressively than previously.
"Sir, sir can you hear me?"
Not another word came out of his mouth as his eyes closed and Alfred being inside the cave approached the bat computer where the alert system had sounded, indicating the drop in Batman's heartrate and vitals! Sasha shook and pulled at her father while calling out to him and when he didn't respond she tore the mask off his head, and tossed it aside.
"No daddy you can't die, yur Batman the city needs you... I need you!"
Sasha wept as she lowered her forehead over his and her tears trickling downward over his face as she resulted to punching at the sidewalk. Her father was going to die and there was nothing she could do to save him! She listened in on his heart as the pumps became progressively slower and then in that one instant she popped up as a conversation she had with Jitoshi a couple years back! It was illegal and the chances were heavily stacked against the success of the method, but she had no choice and she would happily do anything, even if that meant dying to save him.
"You've saved so many daddy," the vampire wiped away the tears from her eyes. "And now I'll save you!"
Sasha bared her fangs as she stabbed them into the left side of Bruce's neck and instead of drinking his blood, she infused her very own into his body. The vampire held him close and tight as this went on for nearly a minute before she pulled back at the loud echo of a thump, lowering her father's head in her lap. No more than three yards from them someone approached standing around 6'0 with waist long, platinum blond hair tied in a low tail with two lengthy strands making their way down both sides of his chest. He was dressed in a brown robe and carried a cane at his side.
As expected when he'd found out from Akasha that Sasha packed up and ran off, he had an idea of where she might go. This was one of many possibilities but the sight in front of him was one of shock and disturbance! He didn't know the child had received Akasha's shinso blood, but there she was in the flesh, her yokai aura spilling out like crazy, which was how he tracked her.
But it wasn't just the power surge, but the five foot wings stretching out from either side of her back and the red eyes with a slit through them confirmed she had without question awakened her shinso blood and the overall power circulation. But within his grandchild he felt differences, a dark presence to it and one that his body had felt before which caused his skin to crawl but he couldn't recall from where. Aside from that there was an even more troubling matter with this scene that had little to do with Sasha and everything to do with the man in her lap barely hanging on to his life by an inch. Apollo instantly recognized this man as the father of Sasha.
From his standpoint it was unclear if Wayne was still breathing or dead but that didn't matter as his eyes inspected the bite wound over the left side of his neck which in appearance was different to a prototypical feeding wound. This gash was without question that of a vampire infusing his or her own blood into the subject. If Bruce was alive or not mattered little as he was either deceased or the blood of Sasha was slowly but surely turning him into that of a ghoul, the probability nearly eighty percent and death was a much better fate than that.
"Grandfather," Sasha looked up at him as she sniffled and bit at her lower lip. "A very bad man attacked daddy and he got hurt real bad and I..."
"Quiet child!" Apollo shouted down on the vampire as he understood the situation clearly and what needed to happen. "What have you done?!"
The emperor was clueless to what transpired which ultimately put the dark knight in such bad shape, however with the way he lived and went about things it was only a matter of time before he ended up in such a position. Those were the Harbinger's exact thoughts, but not relevant to what Sasha's actions would now force him to do and just the idea of it tore him up inside.
"Move aside child," Apollo moved in on Sasha. "There is nothing you or I can do for him now, and if he lives and your blood..."
"No!" Sasha shot back. "I won't leave him, never again!"
"There are rules in place that must be upheld and you've just committed the worst of them! You shall be disciplined later, but for now move away so I may dispose of him! You'll want to remember your father for what he was and not what he'll turn into. You should never have left your mother."
"No, momma and you are wrong for what you're doing to Jitzie-sama! He'll be put to death just because she says with no trail and you agree to it! Mommy said that you did, that isn't right! I'm alive aren't I and I'm telling you that I don't want to see him die. He was… is like family to me, he's done bad but don't execute him with no chance, please I beg of you!" Sasha pleaded. "And as for daddy, no… I will not move."
The Harbinger couldn't believe his ears and watched closely as Sasha clanged tightly to Batman with no signs of backing off and this broke his heart as he didn't want to result to forcefully removing her, but his options were running thin. And then there was the mention of Jitoshi that completely stunned him as he knew little about Sasha's passed with this individual and how she viewed him. He knew only about what he'd been told. But first thing was first and that was dealing with the matter at hand stepping forward as the ornate jewelry piece over his can shined a bright blue and an energy emitting from it.
"If that is what you wish... then so be it."
Apollo lifted the cane as Sasha watched with wide eyes as he was really going to do it, he was really going to dispose of both she and her father. The vampire had never felt more hurt or betrayed in her entire life, as she believed he was someone that truly loved and cared for her but without hesitation and a stone-cold expression he was going to end them both.
"This is your last chance child, move or…"
Sasha held firm as she shook her head, and that's when it came; a thunderous sound from the skies and in the blink of an eye Apollo was blitzed and forced into the side of a building down the street! And standing in his place was an individual in red boots, cape, blue armor and an S Symbol over his chest.
"Superman!" Sasha exclaimed with a rush of excitement, as much as she could in a circumstance like this. "It's you, wow so cool!"
"We've met before," Superman stepped forward and had it not been for the state of things he would have smiled. "He's alive, but barely."
The kryptonian listened in on his heartbeat which had jumpstarted from Sasha's blood circulating through his body. With his x-ray vision Superman examined every inch, every broken bone and internal bleeding and there was no way he should be alive but he also witnessed the impossible as Bruce's inner tissue and bones were repairing itself at a supernatural rate! Not only that but it also appeared the very blood cells within his body were going through an extreme metamorphosis! It was then that Kal used his vision on Sasha and realized it was her very blood healing Bruce, and internally changing him!
"Sasha," Superman lowered a hand over her shoulder. "What happened?"
"How you know my name? You say we met, but we didn't."
"Later scout, for now we need to keep him alive and your blood seems to be doing a phenomenal job of that. I heard most your conversation with your grandfather from the solitude of space."
There were things that otherwise occupied his attention or he would have arrived a whole lot sooner. Nothing else was said and nor did they have time to speak as the footsteps of Apollo approached and he stopped short of them by a couple feet, his attire somewhat tattered and ripped, but other than that he was in one piece.
"He... he's going to kill papa and I!" Sasha said frantically.
"I won't let that happen," Superman retorted as he faced the emperor.
Apollo didn't have the chance to respond and nor Superman the chance to follow up as a boom tube shaped off to the side of them and it was Cyborg that came out.
"Got here soon as I... what happened!"
Cyborg looked down on Batman who had clearly seen better days but his systems confirmed he was in fact still alive.
"Victor," Superman looked to Cyborg from the corner of his eye. "Get the two of them out of here."
"You cannot!" Apollo retorted! "Wayne is going through something you people don't understand. Do you wish to subject your friend, teammate to a fate worse than death itself?!"
"Get them out of here now!" Superman commanded.
Cyborg was the only one to receive Batman's distress call, but with delay as the device itself had been destroyed disrupting the signal. Doing exactly as Superman requested he moved in front of both, but hadn't any idea of who the girl was resembling that of demon.
"Noooooo!" Apollo lashed out forward, but he was met by Superman who flicked out his finger and sent the Harbinger soaring across the street and into a stop sign which was split in half!
Another boom tube was created as Cyborg took off with both, and the emperor rose but with a different look in his eyes. He had come to man's world with the intent to locate his granddaughter and return with her to the yokai realm but instead everything had exploded in his face and he was made a mockery of and he simply couldn't have that. There were laws in place for a reason and he was simply upholding them. And now not only was his granddaughter gone to who knows where but the contaminated human as well and he was left with nothing but fury and anger. His frustrations were directed at the one in front of him as his inner power rose.
The kryptonian was widely celebrated in the monster world as a renowned figure, though operating in an entirely different realm. But in the moment he was standing against the yokai's ruler and therefore standing against the law and Apollo was far too angered to think straight as he powered up to his max, while marching toward Superman with authority in every step taken. His granddaughter had just been taken from him!
"It's over," Kal-El stood his ground. "They're gone."
"All because of you!" Apollo shot. "He's better off downed and out of his misery... your ally will revert into that of a ghoul if he isn't already dead! I do wish we hadn't met under such circumstances."
"A ghoul?" Superman questioned.
Apollo surveyed the confusion in his eyes and so he took a deep breath with the idea to explain the matter.
"The child, Wayne's daughter is that of a shinso vampire and by infusing so much of her blood into his body he won't be able contain its affects and potency. Your ally will transform into a brainless killing machine! And then you will be forced to put him down yourself, a burden that no other should be responsible for... and that is assuming he still lives. The turning of humans is forbidden and an absolute atrocity that cannot and will not go unpunished!"
And just like that Apollo's warrior instincts and disgust took over as he charged the alien who was the catalyst behind their escape. He held nothing back as he threw out punch after punch but was unable to land a single hit.
"This is pointless," Superman dodged around with a glare. "Perhaps if you settle yourself we can talk this out like men."
The emperor was hearing none of this as his assault continued and so Superman took hold of his wrists and flew them upward as Apollo tried fighting out of it but didn't have the strength necessary to break out of Kal's grasp. Superman flew them to an uninhabited forest like area just outside the city as he tossed the Harbinger down and over the turf. In hovering downward Superman could see the anger and fury in his eyes and it seemed talking it out was off the table and this couldn't have been truer as the emperor pulled up and tossed his robe aside and that's when Superman's eyes narrowed as he watched what looked to be a significant change in the one opposite of him as massive amounts of visible energy surrounded his body.
He quickly realized it was in fact a transformation as he stood with crossed arms and waited for the dust to settle. And when it did Apollo stood in place standing at 6'5, his frame much more toned. His skin was a shade darker on his back and over his legs. His right eye was golden amber color with no pupil, but his left eye however was that of a vampire's; rose red with a slit pupil.
His hair was the same length and color but the two strands had changed into pair of strong, black arching horns sprouting from his temples arched behind his shoulders in a curve. His hands were replaced by three fingered paws that possessed three, six inch retractable talons. His feet were cloven and equally as razor sharp as his talons. His knees were double capped on the sides, rather than the front. Next was a flexible tail longer then his legs and topping it off were a pair of raven black feathered wings, with a wingspan of sixteen feet going either way.
Superman drifted downward but still with his arms crossed and examining the emperor who had not only completed his transformation into what was known as his messenger form, but did so with his power amped to its fullest.
"You shouldn't interfere with yokai law, Superman!"
"I don't care about your rules and regulations," Kal dropped down over the turf as his cape blew back and forth. "That man is a friend... no, like a brother to me."
"And he's dead either way!"
Apollo's wings flapped about as he again charged Superman but unlike the previous time his first strike landed as he read the movement of the kryptonian and so too did the next and from there no further words were spoken as the two of them engaged in battle. Falling back and relying on his greatest tactic and strength was Apollo who stayed on the defense playing a game of read and react. His opponent's speed and strength were beyond his but his battle expertise and accuracy gave him an advantage.
With each strike thrown out by the kryptonian, Apollo took hold of each countering and sending the alien's momentum back at him as Superman was essentially taking hits comparable to what he was dishing out. Apollo's tail latched onto his wrist as he sent another wave of his own force back at Kal and Superman ended up on the ground and rolling.
"They say you're a god, but I see no god," Apollo marched toward him. "You're incredibly powerful and should take great pride that you've pushed me to such a limit as not many can see me passed my human form. There is more to strength than speed and physical power, boy. So many have put you over a pedestal that of which is not merited."
Superman pushed up off the ground, but not with the face of defeat as Apollo was expecting but one of assurance.
"You're right on both accounts," Superman smiled. "One who relies on his physical abilities is doomed to collapse. You surprised me there, I wasn't expecting such a jump in power... however I was merely analyzing."
Apollo raised an eyebrow with question.
"Elaborate."
"You were reading my moves, anticipating what I'd do before I did it and using my own momentum and power against me in your counters. Clever tactic and it's clear why you're the ruler of an entire realm with such battle genius. But tell me something," Superman again smirked. "What happens when you face an opponent faster, stronger and reaction to boot who's seen through this?"
"..."
"Why don't I show you?"
Superman shoved a foot into the ground as Apollo readied himself dropping back into his defensive stance and awaiting his opponent's attack. But this time Kal had come at him so much faster and it was the kryptonian throwing out a cluster of punches used to bait Apollo. Superman's quickness and reaction were beyond the speed of light and so from there he worked his way in as he circled Apollo's body at glaring speeds and the Harbinger felt like he was surrounded by hundreds of different Superman's and being punched thousands of times over every other second. The power, speed and reaction by the alien was proving impossible to get by as every time Apollo went for the counter the kryptonian was in another place and then in fifty others all at once!
Eventually Apollo found himself on a knee as Superman pulled back and the emperor's jaw broken and hanging downward awkwardly. And with his X-ray vision Kal took a look inside Apollo who had suffered countless amounts of inner damage, but just like he'd seen through the body of Batman a little while ago the emperor was healing at a supernatural rate.
"That is why they hold me on a pedestal, but it is not something I indulge in. But I'm certain you know the feeling. There are others out there, beyond the stars more powerful than I and to be fair I'm not even the fastest on the team. I'm here to make a difference, inspire and protect... that is all. You're well beyond an outstanding fighter and coming from someone that works with the likes of Wonder Woman and Batman, that's saying a lot. The two of them are the best of the best in our world and to be quite honest I owe credit to those training sessions with Diana I wouldn't have deduced your tactic quickly as I had without those long hours. I've learned to adapt and adjust through the heat of battle, not only because of the many battles I've fought but because of that woman. I've never faced a fighter with such exactness and technique, as yourself… I'm impressed. You'll be fine, I pulled my punches and your body seems to be healing just fine."
Apollo said nothing as Superman looked down on him and sighed.
"I don't know whether or not Bruce is dead and if he survives, if he'll become this ghoul you talked about. Either way, both he and Sasha are now under the Justice League's protection and you will not lay a finger on either."
"That child is my granddaughter!" Apollo snapped gazing up at him. "I would never harm a hair on her head."
"Didn't sound that way to me, I heard your threat," Superman glared.
Apollo grimaced as he stood and his jaw popped back in place and fully healed.
"It was a bluff, I simply wanted the child to step aside."
"Why? So you could destroy her father right in front of her, yeah I'm sure that's a memory every child would love to have. I want to believe you, I really do but for now and for her safety I cannot and will not hand her over. I've heard much about you in the past weeks, all of which good things so I'll give you the benefit of the doubt," Superman exhaled. "We have what is clearly a mutual enemy working in the shadows and it would be beneficial if we, the league worked together with you on this. I'd like to meet and have a proper discussion, but for obvious reasons that can't happen right now."
It was then Apollo who took a couple deep breathes as his frustrations and angers began to subside and realized he might have went about things the wrong way. He also weighed his options and how he might otherwise be able to rectify things.
"Bring Wayne to me," the emperor looked Superman in the eyes. "I still might be able to suspend the effects of Sasha's blood with that of a holy lock, assuming he hasn't already passed."
Superman stepped back as he shook his head and hovered into the air.
"I cannot, I'm sorry. I... I don't trust you, not with this; not with his life. You've given me no reason. This isn't the last you've seen of me, we can be a great help to one another. It's rare to cross paths with someone of your abilities and knowledge that isn't on the other side."
Apollo could do nothing but shout as the kryptonian quickly disappeared through the clouds and he contemplated what he'd do from there. He hadn't any idea where Sasha was taken and he certainly didn't want to bring such distressing events to Akasha's attention as he knew exactly how she'd react. While he could confine himself with patience in the matter, he knew with his daughter that wouldn't be the case. If the Dark Lord knew her baby girl was being held by even the Justice League, there is nothing anyone could say or do to stop her from going at them full force even if it meant war to get back her child. Neither side would look good in the matter so he knew exactly what needed to happen in that regard. The encounter was over and Apollo couldn't believe a specimen such as Superman existed, as even in his transformed state he could do nothing to keep up once the alien exploited his style. And it just came to reason, just how powerful was Superman?
There was that, but most importantly Sasha. He now knew why she ran and the very words that came out of her mouth struck him deep. Apollo was not the type to so easily change his mind or make altercations once a plan was set in place, but as he stood there he questioned his very decision to withdraw Jitoshi Ichiro's chance at a fair trial. The distraught look in her eyes was frozen in his thoughts like a photograph and he felt his decision begin to waiver.
Four days later
"Look, look, everyone come! He's starting to wake!"
It took time for details around him to clear and when they did it was clearer than ever and the approaching footsteps were unbelievably loud and he heard the voices of many throughout the facility. Next came the sound of water dripping, loud and clear as if from a faucet but there was none in sight. He was able to hear things that he normally couldn't and in a strange peculiar way he could feel the presence of others through the atmosphere and it was as if the world itself had completely slowed down.
"Bruce."
A woman called out to him at the right side of the bed, as he covered his ears.
"Too loud," he responded with his hands over his ears.
"Loud?" the woman across from him stared with question as she had barely raised her voice. But that was obviously second nature as he spoke, which was a good sign. "It's good to have you back."
"Kara," Bruce murmured looking into the eyes of Supergirl.
This moment was cut short as the automatic doors to the room opened with Wonder Woman, Superman, Green Lantern (Jessica Cruz), Nightwing and another non Justice League member. She was a woman with fair skin standing at 5'9, long purple hair, red eyes with slit pupils. And she wore a white lab coat, under gray tank, black skirt and high heels.
"What's she doing here?"
Kara moved in on Bruce with a hand over his shoulder.
"It's alright, you should actually be thanking her," Kara smiled at the purple haired vampire. "Selene Kayeda is a huge reason why you're still here with us and your mind intact."
Bruce fell back over the headboard at the mention of this and that's when things really began to register to his mind; what on earth was he doing shacked up in the watchtower and with one of Akasha's maidens around. It was then that he tried recalling what he'd been doing before this point.
"You don't recall what happened?" Superman stepped forward. "What's the last thing you can remember?"
Scratching at the side of his head he thought long and hard but his memories were foggy at best and for some reason he just couldn't focus. Leaning forward and coughing, Bruce grasped at his throat which seemed rather dry.
"You okay?" Jessica asked.
"Fine," Bruce responded looking up at them all. "I could however use a glass of water."
They immediately went silent and it seemed as though everyone was holding their breaths and judging by what he got from their expressions, Bruce knew there was something they weren't telling him.
"Bruce," Wonder Woman was the one to break the silence as she moved forward. "You were in a fight against a vampire, but we don't have a name... we need you to try and remember his name."
"A fight..." Bruce's voice trailed off.
With a hand under his chin Bruce thought long and hard for over a minute as the details of that night came back to him, first the court of owls and then the one who revealed himself as...
"Demitri Maximoff!" Bruce looked up with clinched fists as Selene was the only one that had a reaction, a horrified look in her eyes. "It was him."
Some of the details were still vague but he did recall a dominating defeat by the hands of the foe but he didn't recall how it went down, and suspected with time it would all come back to him.
"Did you say Demitri... Maximoff?" Selene placed a hand over her mouth.
Nightwing picked up on the terror in her eyes.
"Who is he?" the masked hero asked.
"The current ruler of vampires in Makai, and a very powerful one for that matter even more so than... than my master, Bloodriver Akasha. His power grows and sustains by drinking and feeding off the blood of others. Maximoff lacks the extraordinary healing factor of a shinso, but makes up for it in raw power. He is of a different bloodline than your prototypical vampire, or even a shinso. He does not share our weakness to water, but rather sunlight. His power and strength diminishes under the sun."
"Which is why none of what I did worked," Bruce clinched his fists.
Little by little more and more of what happened that night came back as he recalled how badly he'd been beaten unable to move a muscle in his body and every bone broken! With these very thoughts in mind he moved around his legs and arms, shoulders and neck as everything felt completely normal except better. He felt strong, stronger than he had before and his sight, sense of hearing, and smell were all vastly enhanced. Had he been saved by the lazarus pit, or was it something else?
"No one is talking," Bruce knew by this point the entire group was hiding something from him and it was time for them to come clean. "What are you not telling me?"
By this point his glare fell upon them all and it was Superman who cleared his throat, feeling he should be the one to break the news.
"Bruce, you were... on the verge of death and had it not been for her quick action you wouldn't have made it. Surely you've felt some differences. It was either this or you would have..."
"Quit beating around the bush," Bruce leaped out of bed but to his surprise he soared through the air and landed nearly thirty yards away and out in the hall as his eyes enlarged. "What... what's happened to me?"
He stood upright feeling the massive power surge throughout the entirety of his body and it almost made him tremble, standing only in a pair of boxer shorts. Slowly turning around he looked back at everyone inside the room while reentering and no one said anything as he looked them over, and interestingly enough not a single of them appeared surprised. Moving along Bruce ran a hand over the steel wall while everyone watched as he suddenly punched at and through it was ease and not even a hint of pain. He pulled back and not a single bruise or cut over his knuckles as he closed his eyes.
"I'll ask one more time," Bruce opened his eyes as he caught a glimpse of himself in the mirror. "What happened..."
It was then that he felt a surge of current zip up his spine as he ran toward the mirror and slowly opened his mouth and that's when he saw them, the two piercingly sharp fangs. He lowered his hands over the sink just beneath the mirror and it was clear to everyone inside the room that he now knew. Nothing was said as they waited patiently for a response and they didn't wait long.
"Out," Bruce grimaced. "Everyone out, now!"
He punched at the glass mirror which shattered and everyone immediately took off for the exit, all except three who stood their ground and refused to move.
"I said leave!" Bruce turned around with fury as he faced Wonder Woman, Superman and Selene.
"Sorry Bruce," Diana shook her head. "But we simply can't do that, more now than ever you need us close and we won't turn our backs on you."
Superman's stance was just as firm with no signs of movement as Bruce's eyes then ventured to Selene.
"Who turned me?" Bruce marched forward with clutched fists. "Was it you?!"
Wonder Woman immediately cut off his path as she stood in front of the purple haired vampire.
"No it wasn't... it was your daughter, Sasha. Why didn't you tell me about her, I would have liked to know," Diana responded.
Bruce quieted for several seconds as he recollected more and more of what occurred that night and in what he felt would be his last moments it was Sasha that appeared. Sometime after he lost consciousness she must have made the move of injecting her blood into his body.
"When your condition grew worse it was Sasha's idea to contact this woman who she said was in the human world and a medical expert with monsters. You have her to thank just as much as you do Sasha," Wonder Woman added.
Selene took this moment to move forward as she cleared her throat, and she was cut off as it was Bruce that spoke.
"If you're an expert in all this, tell me something," he looked her straight in the eyes. "Is there a way to reverse this?!"
The vampire shook her head as she knew exactly what he was inquiring about.
"What you're asking is simply impossible, you're one hundred percent vampire now and a shinso for that matter. The metamorphosis was complete nearly two days ago. You're lucky it was Sasha that turned you and not someone else. As the DNA passed down to her from you played a heavy factor in you becoming a vampire and not a ghoul. I was without a holy lock or anything like that on hand and so I used other methods to try and freeze the vampire blood circulating throughout your body and during the days you were out I paid close attention to your blood charts. It didn't take long before I had you out of the danger zone."
"Is there no way?" Bruce asked.
"There is not," Selene shook her head. "You best start accepting what you are now and forget the past, and besides you could consider this a gift."
"Immortality isn't a gift," Bruce grimaced. "It's a curse, I didn't ask for nor want this!"
The room went silent as he considered both the positives and negatives to his situation and sighed.
"I've battled and succeeded against foes similar to Demitri in the past, but this time it was different," Bruce's voice came out in almost a whisper. "I was unprepared, believing he shared weaknesses of the common vampire and this played right into his hand. He'll pay for what he did and took away from me, allowing me to survive will his biggest mistake!"
"Excuse me?" Selene gazed at him with questioning eyes. "You aren't really considering trying to take him on again, even if you're a vampire now he is atop the best of the best and we still have yet to figure your potential. You must seek out Apollo, our emperor and he'll..."
"No!" both Bruce and Superman said at once.
This surprised Bruce who then immediately looked to Kal who explained to him what happened during and after he lost consciousness and Apollo's attempt on his life and threat directed at Sasha. The very idea of this stewed Bruce's blood, even if just a bluff he could only imagine how frightened she must have been!
"You don't have a choice in the matter, you're now a vampire and possess the very blood of my master, Bloodriver Akasha. The moment you were turned, was also the moment you became a citizen of the yokai realm and under the jurisdiction of our emperor."
"My allegiance is to no one," Bruce glared at her. "And I will not bow to your emperor, nor seek him. I appreciate what you've done and the time you put in to help, but I have a favor to ask. This whole thing, my turning... keep it from her, your master until after she's mated. She and I have history and I don't want any of what's happening to disrupt her from her duties."
"I take no issue with that, however sooner or later Apollo will discover that you live and he will come for you. Keeping his grandchild from him won't help your case either. And if you refuse, or he deems you a threat Apollo won't hesitate to put you down."
"As if he hasn't tried already… as I've been told," Bruce replied simply. "And for the record he threatened that so called grandchild, my daughter! I'll do what I think is best for her and for now that means keeping her away from all this, that world."
Selence couldn't believe the words coming out of his mouth. Was it extreme confidence, arrogance, or a combination of both?
"Bruce, Selene is right," Superman took a step forward. "Apollo is not someone you want to rage war with, I fought him and his battle expertise is phenomenal. He's formidable and he'd be much better suited as an ally."
"Listen to your friend," Selene nodded. "He isn't just the wisest and most powerful of our realm, but he is a very fair person and he'll be willing to work with and guide you through your changes. For the next couple years he'd have you under close observation which isn't so bad, and long as you showed no signs of..."
"Not happening," Bruce growled. "I will not endure under house arrest and tied to his chain like a dog. I play by my rules, not yours or his."
Superman ran a hand over his face as he knew somehow things were going to head in this exact direction. On the other hand Bruce knew he had his hands full as Demitri would surely return for him once he discovered the dark knight survived the encounter and this time he would be ready for him and the addition of his vampire strength was a bonus, however he would need counselling in learning how to control it and reach his top potential.
"So what will you do," the medic rolled her eyes. "Trot back into Gotham and put on your little mask as things will just go back to the way they were? Newsflash, they aren't and as is you'll have little to no control over your physical abilities, you're easily ten to fifteen times stronger than you were before and that's without the mastery of controlling your inner aura which will drastically raise those levels. You're currently a liability, and without control over your body you could end up killing those you do not wish to slaughter."
Much as he wanted to disagree with her there was a whole lot of truth in what she said and so he kept quiet and it was only a few moments later that he dropped to a knee with a splitting headache and his body on fire as he began coughing and having troubles breathing.
"What's wrong with him?" Diana questioned with concern.
Selene had seen this time and again with vampires, especially newly turned ones and so she knew exactly what this meant.
"He needs to feed, he needs blood!"
Superman bit down.
"We don't have any of that around, give me a sec and I'll..."
"He can have mine," Wonder Woman said, stunning all with Bruce included. "I want to help, and if giving my blood will help him then I shall do it."
Kal coughed clearing his throat as he moved in front of the amazon princess.
"Are you sure about this?" he looked her in the eyes.
"Of course I am," she looked him off, and extended an arm downward as Bruce took hold of her hand and she helped him to his feet.
It was then that Bruce looked to Selene over his shoulder.
"How will I know how?"
"It'll come naturally, sort of like a child walking or talking for the first time. Just bite and you'll see," Selene responded.
Wonder Woman didn't exactly know how these things worked, and so she just leaned with her back against the nearest wall and all her hair over her left shoulder as she tilted and exposed the right side of her neck. Bruce was more than hesitant as he moved in on her, as it would be his first time but he had no choice as the burning pain inside was severe. Diana braced herself and even shivered as his lips brushed against her flesh and then came the sharp pain as his fangs tore through.
It was just as Selene said as he naturally drank and consumed her blood and what he thought would be bitter, was a delicacy and Diana held onto him as she unintentionally moaned, feeling her body grow hot, not expecting to experience pleasure from this and her eyes rolling into the back of her head. After a little while longer Bruce pulled back as two sets of blue eyes met and Diana's breathing somewhat heavy.
"How was that," Selene smiled. "Feel a lot better?"
Bruce stepped aside clinching his fists and looking himself over.
"Much, rejuvenated," he responded as Superman grinned. "How many know about this?"
The question was directed at not only his two teammates but Selene as well.
"If you refer to Aono Moka and Tsukune, or any of their associates, then no. No one other than your human family is aware of your turning, I have not spoken to anyone since I received Lady Sasha's call and it baffled me she was away from the castle and here in the human world. Even now I can't believe she managed to sneak aboard my ship without me noticing. A testament to how well she's been trained in infiltration."
"She's right," Superman chimed in. "While you were out, not only Nightwing as you saw but Barbra Gordon and Timothy Drake also came by to see you while you were out cold. Damian and Alfred also know."
"Good and let's keep that circle small, for now."
Bruce nodded as he paced back and forth and it was right then that Cyborg emerged through the entrance and carrying a dark blue robe which he tossed to Bruce.
"Glad to see you made it through and are back in action, you had us all worried for a little while," Victor smirked. "At least now you can truly call yourself a bat man."
Not in the least bit amused by this comment, Bruce just looked him off and that's when one important aspect came to mind. With all that was going on, he forgot to even ask.
"Where is Sasha?" Bruce slipped into the robe and tied it at the waist.
"Asleep in a room just down the hall," Diana motioned for him to follow. "She hasn't left the watchtower since Cyborg brought the two of you. I'll take you to her."
Bruce nodded as Wonder Woman led the way and from that point his life was going to see major changes and he had plenty of decisions and problems to face, but it was good to know he wouldn't be alone in the process.
To be continued
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