Crushing It [Young Justice/Earth-16 Insert]

[Agni]

Year Zero​

New York City
November 16, 1:00 EDT
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"Ladies and Gentlemen, we are starting off the night with a Bang! Blacklisted by the committee for being too brutal our newest challenger has come to test his mettle against the Pale Horsemen of the Apocalypse, The Red eyed Crusher of Drea- "

I am not sure when I exactly became aware but somewhere along the line, I started remembering stuff. Odd bits and pieces mixing up until Bam sudden clarity, I think. I was just four at the time alright and let me tell you everything is like a damn fever dream at that age.

I may have gone a bit insane and shut down for a while as a result. On the bright side though I was an orphan and as such was left mostly on my own to pull together. Well my weird looks also helped to push away most of the children. A detail that I am not proud of noticing kinda late, still blame the temporary insanity for that.

"And he is DOWN! I don't think he'll be getting up after that blow folks."

"Oh man that was way too fast. I thought that guy was supposed to be a professional."

"Nah he just tried to make it but as it turns out was just hot ai-"

"Did he break the jaw? Some one check if his jaw is broken. I bet some good money on it happening."

Now looking like some metal reject even as toddler meant that my chances of getting a home as I grew up were pretty nonexistent. Wasn't that bothered by it honestly and I did manage to get by on my own. Some of the staff even grew to sort of like me after I got over my "episode". Then again who wouldn't like a kid that didn't slobber all over you and could go to the toilet by itself as soon as it was able.

"Look at tha fella go! I ma telling you he's got in the bag."

"Pahh, fat chance! I've seen the freak fight you are just throwing you money away Johnny."

That was why I was really surprised when Diego Martinez turned up and decided to adopt me. The man looked, talked and practically oozed the aura of the stereotypical thug. I know what you are thinking, he must have had some nefarious purpose or something along the lines to adopt a child out of the blue, especially one as weird as me. The simple truth though was that he just wanted a family and couldn't do it the natural way. Despite everything as I learned along the way he wasn't a bad man, flawed for sure but not bad.

"The nutjob is actually trying to grapple with the kid."

"I told you tonight was gonna be easy money didn't I."

"Breaks his jaw. THE JAW!"

Family life wasn't perfect but few were. Sure, with an adoptive father as a criminal it tended to throw a bit more curveballs but hey I was a big boy, mentally. Diego also saw it and took it in stride, secretly I think he was glad that he didn't have to worry overly much about education or school. Buy a few books here and there, give out a few life lessons and let the experience do the rest. It worked for the both of us.

Of course, one of his girlfriends at the time was a bit more morally upper-class then the usual and disagreed with that method. Not sure how it started but to this day I remember the argument and the exact words Diego said.

"Look Lisa we can try this school thing if you want it so much. But he aint gonna last long in the system and would be out faster than a mobster from Blackgate. Probably aint goon be his fault as well. See my boy is smart but he aint no scholar that hoards knowledge. Nahh he was not only blessed with a body of one but he also has the spirit of a fighter."

I think that was the moment that made me realize that I actually loved the man like a father. A touching moment of our relationship for sure, not so much for his one with Lisa seeing as she left him a few months down the line.

"And another one down for the count. Our resident champion is on a roll but as they say the night is still young and we have many a more challengers!"

The rainbows and sunshine eventually did come to an end and Diego's work finally caught up to him a year ago. Don't know much of the details but from what I was told it was a hit from a rival gang. See I was rightly devastated and as much as I wanted to go on some crusade of revenge, I didn't even get the chance. My adoptive father hadn't been high on the totem pole but he was well liked in his gang and retaliation had been swift. Disappointing I know but hey I got a neat little photo of the guy that had done him in getting tortured so it was something.

"AGHghh my jawhhh. I'hh frehin hill you, you hea- "

"yes! Yes!! YESSS!!!"

That was kinda one of the reasons of why I found myself here beating up guy after guy. Causing bodily harm to people was oddly therapeutic and helped me decompress. Of course, the main reason was that it was also easy money. Turns out that punching through concrete and being pretty invulnerable can be a major advantage when you decided to join an underground fighting ring. Who could've known.

"Our final challenger is Iron tooth Kelly! Will he finally put down the White Demon or will he have to change his name to Iron teeth Kelly instead!!"

Heh if my former family could see me now here among the sweat and blood, they probably would have been appalled at what I was doing. Well with the life I was leading as a whole.

"I'm gonna rip ya to shreds welp."

On the other side though, my Old man would have been proud of me for picking this as my source of income. Even though he most likely would have scolded me for not making the effort to try to do it legitimately first. He did want me to have a choi…. Wait what did he just say.

"Can you repeat that Lucky Charms? I am not sure if I heard you right."

"I said that I ma do you in so bad that you are gonna join your gowl father."

Ignoring his supposedly intimidating smile I just hummed and said "Alrighty then. I'm going to beat the shit out of you now and shove that tooth of yours up your ass."
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Counting the bills in his hands the sleaze bag in front of me couldn't help but mutter "Did you really have to shove the tooth down his ass kid. O'Reilly aint gonna be pleased about that you know and who do you think he is gonna go to first. Moi and I do not really need this trouble right now."

The weasel of a man was Alex or as he liked to be called Alexandre, the organizer of sorts for the area. Eternally whiny but damn good at his job. The fact that he was probably one of the few rare ones that didn't cheat me of as much money was also a big plus in my book. Kinda why I pulled the least shit with him.

Before he could go on and rant more about the last fight, I quickly extended my hand in his direction "Yea Yea, don't worry about it. I'll go low for a while and not come for a month or two so you can throw me to the bus should they visit."

Getting the message, he slapped the stack of bills in my hand before saying "Good. You are bad for business anyway, you win too much. Here's your share with a hundred on top to show up at Bill's gig."

"Please I was not born yesterday. Gimme another hundredth and fifty and I'll make sure to draw O'Reilly's attention that way."

"You're going to get me bankrupt brat." Yet he still handed me the extra money despite his words.

Pocketing my share of the winnings I shook his hand before making my way out of the parking lot with one final shout "Try and not get shot Alex."

"Alexandre. Mon name es Alexandre you ungrateful brat."

I still have no idea why he thought that the fake posh French accent made him suave but it never failed to amuse me to annoy him about it. It's the little things in life. Cracking my neck to relieve some tension I couldn't help but think that overall it had been a good night even if my income was going to decreases for a while. Hell I could say that the whole week has been great… Shit that meant that something was going to happen wasn't it.

That was confirmed a few blocks later when a black car pulled next to me and a window rolled down. "Ahem, you wouldn't happen to be the underground rising star ah what was it now...Crush, Yes? My associate may have an offer for you young man."

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I've been on a DC kick recently and decided why not try and make a story. So here it is my first mark on this forum. I'm going with the cliché of SI/OC -insert cause it's my guilty pleasure and why the hell not.

Seeing as I can't truthfully write how I would react in such a situation the main protagonist is an OC from our world that somewhat resembles my personality and has the knowledge I had before I decided to do this project. Meaning half forgotten memories of the Animated universe, movies and the show itself.

Final note I am not that great of a writer and as such all criticism and correction of typos are welcome. Despite the research I did my knowledge of DC is also not that deep so apologies in advance if I mess up some things (Wouldn't mind suggestions of some unknown and low tier villains as well).

 

[Agni]

Year Zero

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Having been surprised I was unable to stop myself from snarking "So your associate takes interest in underaged boys?

"He does when they display metahuman abilities and willingness to engage people twice their age for sport." Was his easy-going response.

My eyes just narrowed further as the urge to punch the mystery man increased while my brain spun in paranoia. My gut was not agreeing with the situation and nothing good ever came from suspicious offers like these.

Whether this guy could read my souring mood or not he didn't get deterred and continued with his spiel "Now if you would step in to the car I can explain further while driving you home. I'm sure the offer will be of great interest."

I could only scoff "I aint getting into that car. Tell me what you want from me so I can refuse and be on my way."

"You are being quite obtuse Mr. Crush but very well. You see my associate is looking for promising individuals of extraordinary talents to assist in his ventures. Of course, reimbursement for such services is similarly extraordinary."

The more he talked the more it seemed like the standard speech some of the crime organizations gave in order too hook you in. Not the first one I've heard since I started living on my own but I gotta admit this one was way more waxing and refined then the others. Which probably meant that he was from the mob…Shit.

I knew the rumor mill was spinning that the Italians were looking for supers of their own to equal the scales so to speak. The idiots were arrogant like that so no way was I getting involved with them. That was just a death sentence by heroes if I've ever seen one.

My prolonged silence while I was mulling things over seemed to have given him the idea that I was starting to sway and as such he pressed forwards "It can't be easy trying to meet ends at your age even with fighting on the side. This job will assure you a comfortable life not only financially but also legally. Even your age won't be a problem among our company once you begin fitting in. In fact with your talents you will be greatly respe-"

"No, I refuse." Was my short reply and to my immense enjoyment it also finally cracked the cordial mask the man was sprouting.

Fighting the amused pull of my lips I continued "Now if that was all I'll be on my way."

"Wait, wait don't be so hasty Mr. Crush. Please consider it at the very least. You don't have to answer right away but if you need to contacts me. Here."

Accepting the offered business cared I nodded along right before sticking my foot through the front tire. "See you never again Mr. Ominous recruiter 2"

As I rounded the corner, I released a put-out sigh while keeping up my brisk pace "Stupid, stupid temper."

November 18, 12:00 EDT

"You wanted to talk boss?"

Bill the owner of the store I worked at or as I liked to call him "Boss" was looking a bit put out as he stood before me. The last time I've seen him like that was after he found out what I did on the side and asked me for a favor.

Before I could ask who, he wanted me to deal with it he spoke "Look kid you do good work and I do owe you but there's going to be a check and you know how it is. If they find out chances are, I might have to close so I have to let you go."

I blinked owlish for a moment before closing my eyes and sighing "I get it, no worries boss."

"Just for a month or two kid then you can come back and scare away my customers again."
I joined in on his laughter even though I didn't really feel it.

November 25, 16:35 EDT

"Can't hire a kid, it's against the law besides you won't be able to handle the work. Fucker I can lift three times the amount you can on a bad day but noo you have to adhere to the common perception on body proportions and age."

I probably would have kept up my rant had my eyes not landed on the police car parked in front of the apartment complex I lived in. Something was not right, this was the third time I've spotted it in the last week alone. Far as I was aware and I was pretty aware on that front the most involved in any illegal activities of all of the residents was well me.

With a curse and hoping the guy in the car didn't spot me I entered the complex and made my way up to my apartment. Just before I entered through the door, I spotted an officer bidding farewell to old Betty. The fact that both of them shot me looks did not help my nerves at all.

Closing the door and locking it I began pacing through the living room. The cops were investigating something involving me which meant the child services were not far behind. Shit I couldn't stay here but the chances finding another place were minimal and I didn't have the capital to hop from motel to motel even with all the stashed away money I had. I either embraced the hobo life or went back to the orphanage.

"Fuck!!!"

As the table was flipped over my eyes drifted to the business card that now laid on the floor. Taking a few deep breaths to calm myself I decided to make a phone call.

Queens
November 27, 23:15 EDT

"Mr. Crush I am so glad you reconsidered the offer of my employer. I was right to ensure him that your maturity would win out in the end and you would see the light."

Oh, this was totally payback for the tire wasn't it. Still seeing as I was the one crawling back so to speak all I could do was grit my teeth "What do you want."

"Ah no need to apologize Mr. Crush it's behind us."

"……………"

"Really you can stop, we are mature people after all. It's all water under the bridge."

"…I…...I am sorry…. for my behavior. I hope we can work together." Must not punch him. Must not punch him in his smug face.

"I hope as well. Now as for the job well it won't be so different from what you are used to honestly. Just fight the person we point you at and when you win you are paid." The bastard had the nerve to hum after saying that. To hum!

Closing my eyes so in order to lower the urge to rearrange his face I had to breath though my nose a couple of times before speaking "Okay. Okay I can do that no problem. You will deliver on your promises though. All of them."

"Of course, my employer is man of his word but before that how about a little test."

"Test?"

"But of course! Why else would I drag you out to an oddly empty shipyard. I know you look like a kid but to think you also have the smarts of one."

Oh, I've had enough of this shitstain "Now look here Motherfuc-" was as far as I went before I was blindsided by a dinosaur reject and sent flying.

Crashing into one of the metal containers I could feel it denting under the impact of my body against it and for the first time in my second life I actually felt the blow. I was not sure which was baffling more at the moment, the fact that I was hurt or the fact that somehow a giant man-lizard had sneaked up on me.

Not that I was given time to contemplate because in those short moments he had already closed the distance between us and was rearing back his scaly fist. A sway to the side was enough to dodge the attack but I struggled not to gape as his arm went right through the container.

Thankfully at least my body was in the fight and by instinct my arm lashed out to hit him square in his chin. Not so thankfully it didn't seem to do anything and my face was covered by a claw right before I was sent flying for the second time of the night into another container on the opposite side.

Alright for the first time in your life you are in a real fight Martinez get your head in the game and DUCK! As I crouched the tail of the lizard just ruffled my hair and as it passed, I twisted my feet before rising up and delivering a punch to its gut.

"Ragghhhhh"

That didn't do anything but anger it and send spittle all over my face. Not deterred I began whaling into its midsection hoping for something but all I got for my effort was a left hook that had my brain rattling. Then a right one followed by another left one.

I am not sure if it was the fifth or the seventh blow to my head that made me realize that we were literally fighting like superpowered toddlers. Worse that I was allowing him to dictate the pace. Instead of taking the attack that was coming for the first time since the fight started, I blocked.

It sounds dumb yes but when for the past five minutes you've been simply whaling at each other none stop that little action was enough. Using the opportunity, it gave I slipped past him before leaping away and creating a few feet of distance between us.

Right fight smart, you can do this just think of it as any other fight in the ring. You can do this.

"Raghhhhhh."

Hopefully.

November 28, 02:05 EDT

"WHY ARE MY PUNCHES NOT HURTING YOU!"

"RAGHHHHHHHHHH."

November 28, 03:26 EDT

"WHYYYYYYYYYY!!!!"

"RAGHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!"

November 28, 05:26 EDT

"RAGHHHHHHHHH!!!"

"RAGHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!"

November 28, 07:00 EDT

"Huff…. guh… Just …. Fuckin die already you lizard reject."

"RAAAAAAHHHHH!"

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[Agni]

Year Zero

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Queens
November 28, 07:15 EDT

The more I was thrown around the more I realized how everyone that had fought me so far felt right before they were knocked out. If the signals it was sending were correct my body was agreeing wholeheartedly with me.

Dodging under the metal door that the lizard was using as a makeshift weapon I delivered a blow to his kneecap with as much force as the position allowed me before rolling away to the side to evade his counter attack. This fight was going nowhere and I needed to do something about it but just what was the question.

The epiphany I got as I was dancing away from him was actually a vague memory of what I liked to do in a fight when I was little, in the back before. Choke the other guy out until he gave up. If nothing else the idea was in theme with how the fight had been going even if it felt mildly embarrassing. Keeping pace, I began leading Brown Barney towards one of the containers.

Not one to disappoint as soon as my back almost touched the metal the lizard metahuman threw a telegraphed punch I was easily able to duck under. As it buried itself in the metal, I used the momentum of my duck to spring upwards and leap towards his head. If nothing else he had good instincts though and his other hand buried itself into my ribs with a resounding crack.

It hurt like hell but he was a second too late because my hands had already latched on to his head. Maneuvering myself and sticking to his back like some demented monkey I repositioned my arms so they were around his neck and pulled back in an effort to choke him. The response was swift and now with both hands free he began raining blows however he could on me but I refused to let go and just endured while focusing on making him faint. I was not gonna be bested by fossil fuel.

"Raagghhh did you just bite me."

You know you would imagine that a lizard-like metahuman would have really sharp teeth but no he didn't. His horse like teeth sunk into the flesh of my forearm tearing skin and muscle with efficiency which only can be brought by super strength. It was agonizingly painful, the most pain I've probably felt in both lives. Tears begun to gather at the corner of my eyes as my body felt sensations it never had and panickily sent signals to my brain that things were not alright.

"It hurts, it hurts so much. This is so scary I want it to just end, this test is not worth it. I can find a job whenever I want. I'm strong, really strong so it would be easy. I even know people. So, give up just give up and run away. This s not worth it."

The tiny part of me was whispering in my ear and I don't know if it was the insanity or just the shear spite I felt at the moment that made me ignore it but fuck it I didn't care that that it was meaningless one tiny bit at the moment because I refused to bend over. Managing to pull my legs into my body as much as possible I tensed in preparation. It did mean though that I had to loosen my grip on his neck a bit to do it. Though as soon as I felt my toes touching his back, I pushed with all of my strength and straightened myself making his back arch back applying even more pressure against his windpipe then before.

"AGHHHH"

That did mean that as his head tilted back and my arms shifted his teeth teared up even more of my arm but at this point sensory overload was making little difference at how much pain I was feeling at once. I was also lucky that he wasn't all that smart and didn't try to do much more then bite and flail at me in order to try and get out of the hold I had him in.

Thankfully slowly but surely the blows and the pressure of his jaw began to lessen as his air supply was cut off. It still took twenty minutes for him to finally lose consciousness and the moment he slumped in my grasp I let him go.

Standing on top of him and breathing heavily I tried to ignore the mess that was my arm or that weird tingly sensation spreading through my body. The buzzing white noise in my ears subsided a bit as well and allowed me to hear the slow clapping that was filling the area.

Turning my head, I watched the man responsible casually walking towards me with a smile on his face. Inhaling through the nose I felt something shift and then click back into place in my side that made breathing easier and just as he was about to open his mouth and say something smug most likely I leapt at him.

In just few steps he was in grabbing distance and my left arm shot out and gripped his throat. Bringing him closer to my face I growled out "Tell my one reason why I shouldn't snap your neck right now."

Infuriatingly enough despite showing some discomfort from the position the man still didn't lose his smile "Be-Because you enjoyed it."

If my eyes weren't already red, they probably would have turned so in anger as the grip I had tightened while I spat out "What are you talking about. Do I look like I enjoyed this?"

I didn't realize that this was the wrong thing to say because some sort of inhuman light entered his eyes and the smile he had widened even more before he spoke up "Yes, yes you did. You knew something like this might happen when you called. You were aware something was not right since our first meeting yet despite that you still came. You could have walked away at any time and Ridge wouldn't have pursued you beyond the docks."

My grip lessened at the information and seeing the that the shock of the statement was sinking in he continued "The thought didn't even enter your mind did it. Because you were tired of the monotony of your same old normal life. The strain of your muscles, the wild beating of your heart spreading the adrenaline through your body as you finally meet a challenge it was like nothing else you've experienced before."

His arms spread out as the passion in his voice increased "To test out the limits of your body. To not have to hold back and be afraid of hurting someone. To want to see just how much you can hurt someone. To actually feel pain. For the first time you truly felt alive."

I couldn't help but letting go of him and taking a step back still unable to speak which suited the man just fine. "You think this all was a coincidence? Oh no no. The moment the guy that hired me learned of you, he wanted you no matter the cost. So, he got me on the job and sent me to gather information and to observe you. His approach though was completely wrong."

Shaking his head in distaste at mention of his boss the monologue continued "Kidnapping, blackmail, all useless and he would have known that if he had just taken the time to read my reports on you. You have no idea how much effort it took me to even set this up. Hell, he even rushed ahead and pulled strings to have you corned to accept when really there was no need. After all you would have come to us eventually. Do you know why Mr. Crush?"

I was dumbfounded to say the least at the speech but the worst part, the absolute worst part was that he wasn't really that wrong. Still all I could reply with was "No."

Extending an arm for me to shake "Because you want to live in interesting times. The name is Han and I will open that door for you."

This is felt so wrong and my gut was telling me not to do it but maybe because I was feeling a bit lightheaded from the fight or because he was somewhat correct, I took the offered hand. Of course, the moment I did I still punched him in the face with enough force to break his nose and bringing him to the ground.

Instead of anger though all I got was laughter as he cheerfully got up not fazed at all from the hit and motioned with a hand "Come, Come the car is that way."

"What about the Ridge guy, not gonna just leave him here are you? Also, won't he just attack me again if he wakes up?"

"Ah don't worry about him we have people that will take care of it." Han quickly reassured me as we walked.

One thing that they don't ever mention or is not apparent is that having a healing factor doesn't mean you magically stop feeling pain while your healing. The only thing that stopped me from crying my eyes out and swearing more than an old sailor who lost his boat was the fact I didn't want to give Han the satisfaction of witnessing it.

That meant that the 3-minute walk to the car was the longest walk I've ever had and also probably the most blank my face has ever been. The moment we reached the car I entered through the door Han opened without much ceremony.

Settling in I began staring in morbid fascination as the wound on my forearm began closing. Not taking my eyes off from the impressive display that I didn't know I was capable off I could only ask in a resigned tone "How much of the speech was bullshit?"

"About half of it." Was the nonchalant response from Han.

"I should have known. Tweaked version of the 'Join me and we can rule the galaxy' speech?"

"Mhm."

"I'm going to get gassed now aren't I?"

"Yep. Should really go about treating your mookphrenia. Not healthy at all."

"Motherfuc- "

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I know what people might say but I am already committed to him being on the dumbass train for this part i'm sorryy. It will get better down the road though I promise.

 

[Agni]

Dream It

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New York City
November 16, 1:25 EDT

The moment the window rolled down and the man opened his mouth I was already moving. My hand struck out at superhuman speeds hitting him pinpoint in a pressure point around his neck that would render him unconscious instantly. Before the driver could react and bolt, I had opened the door and moved myself in while pushing the unconscious man to the side.

"You will drive to where I tell you to and you will live to see another day. Don't think that I can't take you down in a blink." to emphasize my point I pressed my fingers against his neck.

The response I got was a gulp and the reeving of the engine as the driver saw the wisdom of following along.

Queens
November 16, 2:00 EDT

This warehouse was long abounded so it had been easy to set up shop and thinker freely without disturbance. Of course, faking some deeds and some bribes insured that no one checked what was really happening or attempted to buy the land. Money to finance it was easy once I raided the gang that had offed my father and took everything they possessed.

Of course, I couldn't let go the driver now that he had seen my hideout but that was easily corrected with a simple device that erased his memories of the last 24h, he still would wonder why he lost his pinky fingers but hey my inventions were not perfect and always had to have some deadliness built into them.

Walking in I placed the man that had tried to approach me into the interrogation room and strapped him to Answer Chair. I didn't have to wait long after that for him to regain his senses after dosing him with some cold water.

Spluttering and gasping he asked "Wha, where am I?"

"That is not important instead I want you to tell me who exactly you are and who you work for?" was all I said.

"Ha do you really think this will work. No matter what you do you won't make me talk. Look kid just untie me and we can forget this ever happened."

Ah the typical response of seeing that I was just a kid made me just shake my head. It was always the same old act no matter the person. I really wished I didn't have to do this but I had to get my answers.

"Let me tell you short story. You see I'm not from around here or well half of me isn't. My father is an alien a really vicious one that can stand up to superman in strength. That is not the worst part about him though for you see he may look brutish but he is quite ingenious when it comes to making something of the deadly variety."

Circling the chair once I continued with my monologue "It was his genius that actually helped him wipe out the population of his planet. How is that relevant you ask? Well I inherited this ability to thinker and create things. The very chair you are sitting in is a complex machine that interfaces with every nerve of your body. Its goal is to cause extreme pain while keeping you lucid the entire time. There is a bit more of how it works but I'm afraid it would go over your head."

"You won't make me talk."

"That's what they all say at first and then they beg." With those final words I activated the chair and an instant later Mr. Ominous Recruiter was subjected to pain he could never even imagine till now.

It took only fifteen minutes for him to break and tell him his name and his whole life story. The information I got was quite interesting and I could use to my advantage and accelerate my plans of acquiring assets.

In a few days The League of Shadows was planning on raiding a facility named the Colony which had refused to work with them. It was the perfect opportunity and I even had few days to prepare.

Luck proved to be on my side as Ra's had sent his daughter to lead the raid and well no matter how deadly of a combatant you are if you do not expect it, an air carried paralyzing agent will take you out. With her in my grasps I was able to implant a chip into her brain that slowly rewrote it until all she felt towards me was completely loyalty.

Truly the galaxy was a safer place since Lobo didn't employ his penchant for invention of deadly contraptions if I was already able to do this at 14. The next few weeks were spent slowly converting the league or well Han and Talia doing that while I locked myself in a lab with the professor that had initially refused to work with the assassins. With him we were able to reproduce a serum that temporally suppressed the human portion of my DNA and gave me the full benefits of my alien origins even though my body hadn't fully developed.

With it done I was comfortable in facing Ra's with a little cheating of course. He clearly was not ready to be ambushed by all of his assassin in his home. Still he did take out quite a lot of them before I joined in the fight. Practically unkillable at this point and the whole room being gassed with the same paralyzing toxin I had used before I didn't have too much of a hard time defeating him.

Taking a look at his unconscious form I waved with a hand before saying "Give him the "Orientation" I still have use of him."

The brainwashed assassins quickly obeyed my orders and dragged him away just as Talia and Han entered the room and kneeled before me. Looking at each other it was Han that spoke "With this the Shadows are yours. What comes next Supreme Leader?"

Humming I crossed my hands behind my back before replying "We'll begin scouting and acquiring of assets that will prove useful to the cause and as for what will be doing, well that's simple. We will dismantle The Light and then……... The Justice League. Such is the will of Crushseid."
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November 26, 03:35 EDT

Eyes flying open I stumbled out of the bed and fell hard on the floor. I don't know what startled me awake but for some reason I felt like I had just had a really weird dream.