Chapter 3

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Batcave

Batman sat in front of the Batcomputer in the depths of the Batcave, the dimly lit cavern echoing with the hum of technology. He typed away at the keyboard, his eyes locked on the massive monitor in front of him. The Batcomputer displayed an array of data, graphs, and surveillance footage from across Gotham City.

In the corner of the screen, a window popped up, indicating an incoming encrypted communication. Batman opened the channel, revealing the stern and enigmatic face of John Constantine.

Constantine: (with a hint of British accent) Batman, you got a moment?

Batman: (stoic) What is it, Constantine?

Constantine's expression remained serious as he continued, his words measured and laden with gravity.

Constantine: Just thought I'd give you an update, mate. Zatanna already filled you in on the situation, didn't she?

Batman: (nodding) She did. We're aware of the interdimensional disturbance. Zatanna sensed it. Now, what do you know?

Constantine: Right, so we've got ourselves a bit of a mystical pickle, as Zatanna would put it. The intrusion into our universe was quick and quiet, as if someone just stepped in and out, but it's left a mess of a dimensional shift behind.

Batman's fingers paused over the keyboard, his features still reflecting his unwavering resolve.

Batman: (concerned) What's the source of this disturbance? Any leads?

Constantine: (leaning forward) We're still digging, but this ain't run-of-the-mill. The energy signature suggests that the traveler had an agenda, and that's never good news. If I were to guess, we're dealing with a powerful entity from another world.

Batman: (resolute) Keep investigating. Find out all you can about this intruder and their intentions. We need to be prepared.

Constantine: (nodding) On it, Bats. We'll get to the bottom of this, one way or another.

Batman: (nodding) Keep me updated. If you discover anything substantial, I want to know immediately.

Constantine's image vanished from the screen, leaving Batman to ponder the potential risks and implications of this interdimensional breach. In the shadows of the Batcave, he prepared himself to face the unknown intruder and protect Gotham from whatever threat lurked in the rift between worlds.

Smallville

Naruto was behind his new home, tending to the garden – one of his favorite activities. It had been a few days since he settled in Smallville, and he had already made a few upgrades to his house, including a TV. He found solace in watching television, an experience he couldn't enjoy fully in his previous life. The comfort of having his own space and the freedom to watch movies without being kicked out due to his status was something he cherished.

In addition to the usual gardening tasks, Naruto was planting something special – flowers with a deep connection to his past. These were no ordinary blossoms; they were seeds he discovered in his mother's treasure box. It was a bag filled with seeds of Uzumaki flowers, a unique plant species native to his clan's homeland. Planting these flowers was his way of honoring his clan's memories and preserving a link to his heritage.

As he lovingly planted the seeds in the fertile soil, he felt a deep sense of connection with his roots. The Uzumaki flowers were vibrant and beautiful, much like the people of his clan.

Suddenly, the sound of approaching footsteps caught his attention. Naruto turned around and saw Kara approaching, a warm smile on her face. She waved at him, greeting him with a familiar yet affectionate nickname.

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