When a mission with the Young Justice Team goes wrong, Dick Grayson finds himself possessed by a bloodthirsty demon with no control over his body as the demon rampages through the country, leaving a trail of death and destruction in its wake. Can Ba...
AN: Fortunately I also had this written and posted it shortly after the troll chapter... which to this day I have no clue why I thought it was a good idea. If anyone knows why I thought that was a good idea, feel free to let me know.
A/N: JK!!! Sorry... I'm guessing you guys didn't appreciate my attempt at humor. XD
Batman was irritated. Why, you might ask? Because there was a random teenager running around killing entire cities of people. Sure, he was used to dealing with regular psychopaths like the Joker, the Riddler, Penguin, and all the other villains of Gotham, but they were nothing when compared to the death toll that this kid was racking up.
He sighed softly frowning deeply as he watched the video footage of the Crimson killer's last attack. This kid was definitely messed up. Who in their right mind would do something like that? No one. Or at least, no one that Batman knew of anyway.
The Dark Knight stared at the screen of the batcomputer as if somehow that would answer all of his questions. Who was this mysterious boy? Where did he come from? And most importantly, exactly how powerful was he?
"Master Wayne?" A British accented voice spoke from the darkness, jolting Batman out of his thoughts as he turned to look at his butler.
"Yes? What is it, Alfred?" He asked, sighing again and pulling down the cowl of his bat suit.
The butler simply frowned and handed him a hot mug of coffee. "You've been staring at that screen for over two hours. Don't you think it's time for you to give it a rest? The computer isn't likely to run away in your absence." Alfred said, worry showing in his eyes as he watched the man who was like a son to him take the coffee and down it in one large gulp.
"Very funny, Alfred. The computer might not run away, but that boy could... and we can't afford to let any more people die. He's wiped out five cities already. Five. All by himself. If we don't stop his rampage of death, he's likely to kill off all major cities on the east coast. I can sleep once he's been taken out." Batman said, sighing yet again and running a hand through his hair. "What time is it anyway?"
"Five in the morning, Master Wayne." Alfred said, watching him with a look of distinct disapproval. "You've been awake for three days straight. You're going to make yourself sick."
The Dark Knight waved him off dismissively. "I'll be fine, Alfred. Besides, I'm waiting for a call... we've sent members of the Justice League to every major city along the coast. According to the data that we've collected, the child should be attacking at any moment now." He said, turning back to the computer screen.
Alfred sighed, taking the empty mug and exiting the batcave, giving up on reasoning with his master.
Batman continued staring at the screen, waiting for a call that wouldn't come until it was far too late.
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Dick hurried through the streets of yet another city, trying to fight the demon inside of him that wanted to break free once again. "Please... not again..." He mumbled to himself, keeping his head bowed as he pushed past the crowds of people around him.
Suddenly, he bumped into someone, causing him to fall to the ground. He blinked up at the person in front of him, frowning slightly when he saw that he was dressed in what looked like a horrible imitation of the American flag.
"Um... why are you dressed like that? And what's with that weird 'S' on your chest?" He asked, tilting his head to the side as he continued to stare up at the man.
Superman frowned down at the boy, offering him a hand to help him up. "I'm Superman. Why do you not know this already?" He asked, his brows furrowed in confusion. Didn't everyone know who he was?
Dick frowned, swatting the man's hand away and standing on his own. "That's got to be the lamest name ever... there is nothing super about that outfit, dude... it looks like you just stepped out of some kind of awful ballet. Also... why would I know who you are?"
Superman looked offended, glancing down at his suit. It looked fine to him, so why was this kid saying that? "I'm a superhero. I save the world from bad guys and things like that." He said, fully expecting the child to look at him in absolute awe now that he had told him what he was.
Dick stiffened, his eyes flashing red for a moment as he looked at Superman. "Really? A superhero? I've never met one of those before..." He said gleefully, the demon now in full control of the boy's body. "Can I see your powers?"
Superman smiled happily, pleased to finally be appreciated by the boy. "Um... sure. Watch this." He said, taking off into the air and quickly flying to the nearest donut shop, buying several donuts and then flying back to the boy, the entire trip taking a few seconds. "Here you go." He said, handing the child the donuts and smiling down at him. It always made him happy when he could show off his powers to an adoring child.
Dick, well... more like Crimson at this point, took the donuts, smirking up at him. "Thanks." He said, biting into one as his eyes turned into their full crimson red color. "So... what would you say to a little fight, huh? You, me... lets say... the entire city as the prize? Sound good? You win and I won't kill everyone. I win, and you all die." The boy said, his voice dangerously soft, shadows starting to swirl around his body.
Superman's eyes widened as he stepped away from the boy, suddenly realizing exactly who he was talking to. "You're him, aren't you? You're the one known as Crimson." He said, taking another step away as more shadows formed around the boy.
Crimson cackled darkly, pushing his hair out of the way and looking up at him, his red eyes glowing in the growing darkness. "Duh. Who else would I be, Superdork?" He asked, his maniacal laughter echoing through the city as he lunged at the superhero, darkness enveloping them both.
A/N: Yeah, yeah... I do not apologize for the troll chapter. That was funny. 😂 Anyway... would you guys be mad at me if I killed Supes? Cuz like... I kinda want to kill him. XDD So... I'll just let you guys vote and then I'll do whatever you want me to.
1. Kill Superman (in a most likely gruesome way)
2. Let Superman live, but put him into a coma or something
3. Let Superman live, and be pretty much unharmed
So just say what you want, and the one with the most votes will happen (secretly hoping for the gruesome death one XD). Until next time, my lovely readers! ~Sky out~
