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The two that are One Ch. 2
The world was a wonderful blur around him, the wind whipping his hair back so that it became a jumbled mess.
Clark Kent, also known as Kal-El of the house of El the last surviving member sped along through the wilderness at superspeed. He had never told Tess about his so called Vacation he hadnt felt like it, and that was that. She could fire him but Clark Kent no longer existed anymore Hed have to come up with a new name, a name people would not recognize at all. Clark bent down and jumped up, a super leap . He thought over a new name and decided, just for the hell of it hed rearrange his adopted name and toss a letter here and there .He had landed firmly on the ground by the time he had finished thinking this and kept speeding on towards who knows where. He then finally had come up with a new name Carl Teck. The last name was crude but still, it worked, at least it wasnt Tenk, Kent backwards He allowed a grim
The two that are One Ch. 1
A dark lump on the earth stirred. There were sharp pops as what, at first appearance was a lump on the ground, stood up, turning out to be a male human. He stood up on shaky feet. The jeans he wore looked like they had been blasted off in places, mostly along the bottoms near the remainder of his shoes. A tattered rag with sleeves was all that was left of the mans jacket, and his shirt had several holes burned in it. Blood slid down the mans cheeks arms and legs from various injuries. His hair was filled with dust and debris. His face was covered with dust .Yet his blue eyes miraculously were unscathed. The mans ragged breath filled the air as he limped over to an alleyway and to the blessed walls of that shelter.
The man had to do all he could to keep from crying out in pain. A pain that was too real now. Why was he bleeding? Why was he in pain? No he just had to be in shock. That was it had to be in shock He had to be ! The man staggere
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Youre sure? Bruce asked, sitting in his chair, watching the barely struggling Terry now
Positive. The Older Bruce Wayne leaned on his cane and also looked to Terry.
Hes your son Bruce muttered, shaking his head, Any idea how that could have happened?
The other shook his head, I have no idea. He said gravely, But this test isnt wrong I put it through at least a dozen times.
And the antidote? Was it close to what I said? Bruce asked, he had finally taken the cowl off about five minutes earlier.
Close, but it still needed some major adjustments. Joker used the chemical you and he were exposed to as a base but added some nasty side effects I cant guarantee that it will completely get rid of the toxin in him though as you can see The white haired Bruce gestured to Terry. Its at least had some effect
Both looked to Te
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Terry looked around and huffed. Where was he? He rubbed his wrists and walked towards a door He opened it and stepped out. What he saw was some sort of really old carnival. Caution muttered it could be a trick but Terry ignored it and wandered among the ruins. There was a flutter of some sort of material, and Terry stopped, looking around. Nothing. He continued walking peering into a hall of mirrors, then an old theatre The rows were somewhat destroyed, as if someone had had many fights in there and never bothered to clean up. He turned back, not liking the look of the place when he jumped back.
Nee hee hee. A curious little Bat arent you? Or should I say, Bat-Boy?
Terrys eyes narrowed.
What did you do to me, Joker?! He growled.
Hm What did I do to you? Well it depends Do you think making a Batman laugh is such a crime? Joker smiled maliciously at this. He seemed to hardly care that Terry was angry.
Alternate People Ch. 6
Bruce didnt know how long it was until the Jokerz and Joker stopped at an abandoned warehouse. Bruce stopped after sneaking into the place while the door was still open. The hovercraft landed after a moment and laughing, the group of Jokerz and the original Joker pulled Terry out and dragged him over to a spot. They wrapped his hands in chains then his feet. Bruce approached slowly, making sure his feet didnt make any noise or betray him.
Nee hee hee hee. The Joker laughed as he dragged out electronic voltage wires and connected them with the chains Bruce got to where Terry was now, his stomach seemed to have knotted and reknotted itself over and over again. He looked to the gloves he wore and to the nearly invisibly spikes from them. No he couldnt use those, theyd be too loud Bruce shifted where he was and got on his tip toes and placed an invisible hand on Terrys shoulder. Terry jerked a bit, but otherwise didnt respond
Alternate People Ch. 5
What .? How did I .? Bruce looked down at the batarang in his hands clearly bewildered as to how he managed to catch it. He fiddled around with the batarang for a moment, something about the the blue of the batarang caught his eyes. From Terrys position he could see the blue reflected in Bruces eyes. Terry grinned to himself; he knew he had chosen right with the batarangs. He had had two choices. The one Terry was watching Bruce hold, or the other in his pocket that was red edged. Terry saw Bruce adjust the feel of the batarang in his hand.
He looked to Terry.
Why did you throw this at me ? You dont really think ? Bruce regarded him with a bit of a frown He bounces the batarang in the palm of his hand. His hand closed around it for a moment and Terry watched him quietly, seemingly not sure what to do next. Should he lead him to the Cave, see if any memories come back or .? Terry was still debating this when Bruce
mechanici want to kiss every aching wound you have,
bandage your heart every time it bleeds,
and patch up your mind over and over
because not a single tear deserves to fall
from your brandy-drenched eyes
but this dripping heart of mine can only feel
and the healing honey words it flames get caught
in the back of my throat and on the roof of my mouth
so i only have these passionate guttural cries
to tell you that i care all too much
and in order to fix you up again,
i would need to tear myself to tatters
and trade all of my working parts
for your leftover, fading pieces
but i just haven’t figured out how.
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