𝕾𝖚𝖕𝖊𝖗𝖇𝖆𝖙 𝕺𝖓𝖊-𝕾𝖍𝖔𝖙𝖘 [√]

Accidentally in love (Superbat)...(Part Two)

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Bruce watched as the red and blue-clad alien beside him. He watched as he flew gracelessly through the night sky, "Your guy is two blocks away, he lives in an old house with some others. You get him and get out," Bruce said, and he could feel the other man's gaze on him.

He landed on a building overlooking the building that he knew Mark Porter was in. "How do you know he's there?" Superman asked and Bruce took a deep breath.

"I have been looking into him for days. I have seen him moving illegal stuff, but I couldn't figure out what he was doing with it. Turns out he's been going to your city to cause problems," Batman said, and the other man nodded.

They watched as people came and went from the house; Bruce had looked through his binoculars, looking for their perp. About thirty minutes later Batman put down his binoculars and leaned against the edge of the building, still looking in the direction of the old house.

"Why the bat theme?" Clark asked, looking over at him.

"Personal reasons," Batman replied.

"Are you a real detective or is that just your superhero thing?" Clark asked.

"I'm not a superhero," Batman said, picking up his binoculars again and looking back at the house.

"There he is," Batman said, pointing to a man with red hair and a bright blue outfit with orange polka dots. Clark cringed.

"What the hell is he wearing?" He whispered to himself.

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"He's inside, let's go get him," Batman said, then jumped off the building. Clark followed him and watched as the dark man strode up to the door, kicked it in, and entered.

The people inside immediately began to scurry around, reaching for weapons. Batman rushed into action, and Clark followed closely as a group of about thirty men came towards them.

Clark started to fight, being careful with his strength so he wouldn't kill the humans. He made his way quickly through the group and made his way to the other end of the building. He opened the door and saw it was a surveillance room, Mark was sitting inside and spun around as he entered.

"Whatever you're doing here?" Mark snarled.

"You're coming with me," Clark said, he moved forward, grabbed the ugly-dressed man, and punched him in the face, knocking him out. He pulled the man out of the room and saw Batman about to punch and already bloody. Clark dropped Mark to the floor and rushed over to the two pulling the man away before Batman could punch him again.

When the Batman-themed hero looked at him, Clark glared at him. "What?" Batman snapped, flooding his arms over his chest and returning the glare.

Bruce had to admit, the other man's glare wasn't as menacing as he thought. In fact, he found it rather cute. Bruce shook his head at the thought and returned the glare.

"They may be criminals, but that doesn't mean you kill them," Clark lectured and Bruce rolled his eyes.

"Sorry to break it to you, princess. But it's what I do," Bruce retorted and Superman took a step back.

"Y..you killed them?" Superman asked incredulously, his eyes widening a bit.

"I told you, I'm no superhero," Bruce said slowly and dangerously, smirking. Superman looked disappointed, and Bruce smirked flattered.

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Clark's eyes moved around the room, landing on the spot where Mark should be. He gasped. When he didn't see the man, he looked towards the door and saw the man slowly moving towards it.

He used his super-speed and zoomed towards the man, he knocked him into the wall knocking him out again. He picked up the man and put him over his shoulder.

He looked back at where Batman stood, arms still crossed, and an odd look on his face. "I guess I'll see you come around, I'm sure you can take care of the rest." He said, and with that, he flew out the door. He flew to the prison and left him there for the MPD to deal with him.

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Word count: 658

Re-published: May 4, 2024, 6 pm

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