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General Tuzik in The Hypothetical Woman, starting in JLA Classified 16.
Life Ore Death - DC Feruchemy [Young Justice]
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General Tuzik in The Hypothetical Woman, starting in JLA Classified 16.
Fingers crossed that Jarro will eventually show up in this fic.
I've only seen that one panel and I would already die for Jarro.
I've only seen that one panel and I would already die for Jarro.
Hestia&theCourt
Turns out we're plural too.
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...I cannot unhear Jarro's voice as Bill Cipher's now.
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Brainiac kidnapped several heroes and villains to fight Celestial knockoffs that were released when the Source Wall got broken.
Starro was one of them, and died in the line of duty.
Only to respawn as "Jarro," the sidekick Batman keeps in a jar.
I mean, we know that batman will adopt just about any kid who anyone leaves around him for more than a week. I don't see why it'd be limited to human ones.
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In Superboy, while traveling in hypertime, he came upon a world in which Batman adopted Superboy.
So SuperRobin, the kryptonian wonder, I guess.
Obloquy
CrossMyHeart And HopeToDie, StickANeedleInMyEye
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"Die for Jarro {Darkseid}!"
I mean, they even share semi-mind control, conquering solar systems tendencies.
Except his own genetic son, with whom he has trouble bonding both before and after his death-and-return thing.
Huh, I've seen a few fanfics that have something like this, and a few stories (real and/or comics) where Kal-El was adopted by the Waynes, as well as it being implied to be the end of Hero, but I don't think I've ever seen specifically SuperRobin.
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Ah looked it up, he called himself Superboy but he had a Robin-esque costume and was Batman's junior partner. And a penchant for the "Holy <insert word here>, Batman!" phrase.
But people can take a look if they're curious-
He still took Damian in and tried to be a dad to him. Damian's just not easy to deal with.
Mother Nyx
Mother of Elpis
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What this fic needs is more Ghost Fox Killer, lmao.
Tandristy
Only right twice a day
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I agree. I really enjoyed the chapters where we got to see the team travel to different countries and interact with heroes world wide. One thing I'm hoping to see is the formation of a group like the Global Guardians in the aftermath of the division event and the combined efforts of super heroes around the world to minimize casualties.
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Well DC has several rarely used international characters Oblo could use for an international tour.
The hero of Spain is a vampire.
There's a superhero team in Mexico consisting of a guy who died because Superman didn't save him (and is now a zombie with a bag over his head), a lady who has a whole Batman thing going on with an aztec rune of shadow teleportation, and Mexican Astronaut Iron Man.
In Ireland a Lord made his home into a school for gifted youngsters because his fertility experiments gave kids psychic projections. It wasn't an accident, he was afraid Great Britain was falling behind the superhero race.
In Israel there is a superhero team led by a kabbalist, divine magic, his magic would seem to be a direct pipeline to the Silver City.
And I've already stated I think the Chinese Justice League would get an interesting reaction out of Renka. It has a guy who has Superman's powers thanks to having his Chi, a woman who used to be a snake who learned magic to turn into a human, and a man who is the son of Korea's first emperor, after his transformation into a dragon. "Animals can turn into humans and humans can turn into giant lizards? This is a strange planet."
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It gets even funnier when you consider Renka's postmortem Cosmere infodump: dragons exist on other planets in the Cosmere, and from what little we know about them it seems like they're pretty different from the norm. I could absolutely see Renka meeting this Chinese Justice League dragon hero and going, "what is this? A dragon? I know what dragons are, this is not one of them."
Snapshots and Afterimages - part 6
Obloquy
CrossMyHeart And HopeToDie, StickANeedleInMyEye
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- the Physical Realm
Life Ore Death
* November 20 [Donna PoV]<Recognized: Wonder Woman, 03. >
<Override: Wonder Woman, 03. Recognized: Guest. >
I followed Diana through the Zeta Tube, to the Mountain, and I barely noticed her pause before I caught a blast of car exhaust in my face.
Or… something. I staggered and stumbled, but my lungs didn't physically feel sick and foul as I coughed. Just, the air was…
"Easy, Donna," Diana soothed as she caught me, and I felt so weak. "It's not smoke. Breathe. There's powerful magic in the air; it seems we're in time to meet with Queen Mera as well."
"Right," I mumbled, spasming slightly despite Diana's support. "Um. Okay. Wow." Suddenly it seemed to retreat back, and stopped breaking my focus every half-second. "Okay. Okay. Now, what is this again?" I asked as my head finally stopped swimming.
"Powerful magic. I would say that it is Ferris, but it strikes me as too powerful to be her, even in close proximity, let alone at this range," Diana mused. I grunted. "This is related to both the aftereffects of her time wearing the Helmet of Fate, and knowledge the League gleaned from our investigations into the Forever People and their allies. In this case, I believe it was an aura of some form. A mystic heat signature."
"I need to dig up my old reports on our Circe stuff," I decided, as we started walking through the stone halls. The squirming, oily sandstorm didn't noticeably change by our location, but it did seem to pulse very slowly through a strong-weak pattern over time. We arrived at a door.
I still needed to lean my weight against the wall as the 'aura' writhed around me, but Diana carried herself better. She knocked.
"…Who?" I heard Ferris call. The sickening sensation suddenly retreated, and I did my best to shake off the after-effects so I could not look like a total dweeb who couldn't keep her head straight.
"Wonder Woman and Wonder Girl," Diana called back, and I did my best not to cringe or flush. I especially did my best to stay calm.
'I am going to change my cape name. I am so totally changing my cape name. I think I now totally get why Roy threw a fit about being treated like a kid. I mean, I'm eighteen; I don't look like a kiddie girl, do I? I so don't want to be called that into my twenties, much less my thirties.'
The door hissed open, and we stepped inside.
For the second time, I found myself face-to-face with the newly famous Ferris; despite her face and basic bio having been plastered across almost every news station in the past few days, this time I almost didn't recognize her.
She looked ancient.
Wrinkled skin hung off her twiggy arms in folds, her tawny gold eyes were sunk deep into her skull, and her patchy hair was white.
"What the actual fuck," I yelped, because at no point had anyone mentioned this.
"Ferris?" Diana asked cautiously.
"She's using atium Feruchemy," the fourth woman in the room told us idly, as her glowing hand slid all over Ferris.
"I see. Don't be alarmed, Donna, one of her powers can change her age," Diana reassured me, which helped not at all.
I was still a little too flabbergasted to figure out a reply before Ferris started chuckling at me.
"Alright, now I want you to go young again, and keep it withdrawn," the woman who had to be Queen Mera instructed.
"Knotted, not withdrawn," Ferris replied, which made no sense to me at the time. Then she began to change. "Baseline."
'If it weren't for the wounds, she'd look exactly like I remember, now. That was fast. It sounds like this is her real age, at the moment.'
"Noted. Now drop down two years," Queen Mera instructed again.
"Eighteen," Ferris announced. She shrunk slightly, many of her scars disappeared, and there was more of an overall sense of health to her.
"Now three more."
"Fifteen," Ferris agreed, shifting again. This time, she became sinewy and almost too thin, and I caught heavier callouses on her.
We watched her decrease to ages thirteen, ten, and eight before Queen Mera cleared her to return to her normal age of twenty.
"Right," I muttered faintly, as Queen Mera pulled away and Ferris handed her a tiny bead of metal, "you can change your age."
"It proved a critical ability in the Disappearance Disaster," Diana agreed mildly. "Mera, it is good to see you. All is well?"
"Very well, Diana," the statuesque, redheaded warrior – Queen Mera had lost a sparring bout 2-1 with Diana the first time they were introduced, which still meant she had once beat Wonder Woman in a fair fight – replied, embracing her and exchanging cheek kisses.
'Oh, I hadn't heard she was pregnant. Hera, I'm missing out on all the news nowadays,' I observed as I saw the fall of Mera's gown.
"Your majesty," I greeted with a polite bow when she turned to me. "I am honored to meet you. My name is Donna Troy, and please feel free to use it, though I go by either Wonder Girl or Danae to preserve my identity in public."
"No need to stand on formality, Wonder Girl," she said, taking my hand once I was upright. I twitched at the diminutive name, fighting down a surge of irritation. Mera must have caught it, because she added, "As Diana's apprentice, you would hold a position equivalent to Kaldur'ahm's in Atlantis, or superior. Might you prefer me to use Dame Danae, or Lady Danae?"
'And the irony of her calling me a lady is not lost, flattering though the idea may be. Um, titles of etiquette, what's appropriate…? Gods above, I'd gotten used to Diana knocking everyone's socks off, but now here's another woman making feel like a gawking, acne-smeared teenager.'
"I… think… Lady sounds too formal, and Dame has fallen out of modern favor, but would it be appropriate to use Squire Danae?" I asked.
Queen Mera smiled, which meant I probably hadn't messed up any etiquette. "Certainly, Squire," she said, and that settled that.
"Oh!" I remembered suddenly just as Mera was turning away. "My best wishes to you and your child, Queen Mera."
"Thank you."
"Please," Ferris murmured from the bed, "tell the Wonder Woman the events. Squire Danae," she said to me, "how are you?"
"I'm… fine," I said as Diana and Mera stepped aside and began jabbering in quiet Greek. 'I'm out of practice; I can't follow them. Stupid of me.'
"Mm." Ferris seemed to give me a long look over, and I thought I felt something shift in her… aura… but heck if I knew.
"How are you? I heard you were hurt bad," I said, gesturing at the bruises, scabs, scars, and exhaustion painted all across her skin, "but you're getting better, right? That aura felt pretty powerful, though I'm not really well-educated on magic abilities," I hedged carefully.
She smirked at me. "Using aura is different from having aura. Also, atium Feruchemy and the Queen Mera's magic."
"Huh." 'I can ask about the using versus having later, but I still haven't heard anything about Feruchemy.' "What's atium Feruchemy?"
"Feruchemy. My magic. My… investiture," Ferris answered carefully. "My super power. Atium is help, change age. Later?"
"Yeah, no problem," I agreed, casting around for something else to say. Diana beat me to it.
"Donna, would mind stepping outside for a moment?" she requested, and I got a small start seeing her holding her Lasso as though she-
"Yeah, but, is someone in trouble or something?" I made a point of looking at the Lasso of Truth. "Do I...?" 'What aren't you telling me?'
Diana forced a smile. "Along with forcing people to tell the truth, the Lasso can strip away lies that one isn't even aware of," she told me. "Ferris… was subject to mental influence not long ago, and she wishes to use the Lasso to find out exactly what happened at that time."
'Oh.'
"Right. Got it," I agreed, and stepped out to stand guard against the door. 'I don't think Dick is here right now… Guess I'll go meet the others.'
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* November 20 [Donna PoV]
"Blind spot," Diana reminded me as I flicked on the turn signal.
"Got it. Speed up or slow down?" I asked, finding with a glance the car that hadn't been visible in my side mirror.
"Speed up," she suggested, and I pressed a bit more on the gas pedal as she turned back to Ferris in the back seat. "I found her quite brilliant, and it seems a shame Dr. Mei-Xing no longer has the opportunity to use her particle research. She's agreed to accompany me to a fundraiser later this week; we want to increase the number of younger girls who study to seek jobs in scientific fields," she continued.
'This is one of those times I really wish I'd gotten some super senses to go along with the rest. I wonder if Superman… okay, no, Superman probably doesn't rock at driving with his senses for the same reason I'm still barely using my permit. Flying everywhere is just too convenient, even if I have to deal with more secret identity hassles than Diana does.'
Mom and Dad had told me a few times that if I wanted to give up on the secret identity thing they'd back me; I just kept freaking out about if someone targeted Jerry or Cindy. They think it's the coolest thing in the world, what I do, but no one's ever used them against me.
'And no one ever will,' I resolved furiously, gritting my teeth as I burned my fears away with thoughts of what I'd do.
"Mm?"
"Temper, Donna," Diana said to me, apparently done with her conversation about making ties to the Great Ten. The car swerved just slightly as I snapped out of my seething thoughts, but we were on a pretty clear stretch of road. "Mind the steering wheel."
"Yes, I know," I snapped, before I forced my anger back down. "Sorry. Should I pull over? Do my breathing?"
'Dammit, I hate how that makes me sound weak. …No, no, buck up Donna, you are weak if you let your anger control you. Anger is easy. Do what's right, not what's easy, no matter how good it'd feel to just-!'
"No, I think you're good to continue," Diana disagreed, even though I'd distended the steering wheel a bit with my grip.
"How often does you anger become?" Ferris asked sharply from the back seat. I resisted the urge to turn around and glance at her.
'Was that a cold-and-nasty question, or did she stop her… storing, before she asked it?' I wondered, ignoring my own reflexive defensiveness.
"It's been happening more and more often, over the past year or two. I think it has to do with my powers," I told her.
"How has to do with your powers?" she pressed slightly.
"Diana?" I asked before she could ask me anything else, because her voice did not sound nice. 'She's still in no-compassion mode, then, I bet.'
"Donna's powers – watch for our exit – Donna's powers are very similar to my own, but we don't yet know how she has them," Diana explained on my behalf. "Our best guess is that she's a demi-goddess, born of an Olympian and a mortal. Not Zeus," she added with a tone that suggested the two of them had discussed something like this before. Discussed something like me before, behind my back. "We know she's not descended from Zeus, and we know she is related to the gods on Olympus, but we don't know either of Donna's birth parents."
"How did Donna become Wonder Girl?" Ferris asked as I took our exit.
'They're talking about me like I'm not here- Of course they are, I'm supposed to be preoccupied driving – left – so mind the temper….'
"That's a… complicated story. Donna," Diana asked, "do you want to handle this?"
"Just, remind me which street my next turn is?" I requested, glancing at the street signs in view. 'And thank you for being distracting, Diana.'
"Rogers Boulevard. You've got more than a mile to go."
"Thought it was closer. Right." 'I guess it makes the most sense to just start with the fire.' "The first time anyone knew anything about me was when I was pulled out of the ruins of a burning building when I was… I don't remember it now, but apparently I told the fireman I was Donna Troy, age five, so that's what they put down. My invulnerability protected me, but anyone else in the building was burnt to ash."
"Smoke? Heat? When your skin does not burn, but heat… stroke, heat stroke or choke on smoke?"
"I wish I knew," I agreed. "Not sure about heatstroke, but I definitely need to breathe still, so your guess is as good as mine. From there I got put into Orphan Services, and adopted a bit less than a year later. My mom's name is Fay-," 'You know, I'm just gonna skip talking about Carl,' I decided. "-and she married Hank a few years later, then they had Jerry and Cindy. Prior to that, I almost got given back up for adoption because we couldn't make ends meet, but one of the charities Diana sponsors helps single mothers in need of financial aid. That saved us."
"Financial aid is help with money," Diana added with a glance backward.
'Right, whoops, English is not her native language so I'd better use smaller words.'
"Because a charity with Amazon connections-," I knew connections wasn't too big because I'd heard Ferris use it a few times. "-helped me stay with Mom, I thought Wonder Woman was the coolest thing ever and wrote four or five letters to the Themyscira Embassy about thank you, and how cool she was, and how I wanted to be a hero like her when I grew up because I was tough and I could fly too."
"I get a lot of letters from women and young girls who want to be like me, but that one caught my attention," Diana reminisced.
I preened a little bit at the memory of meeting her, and our first adventure, and figuring out that we looked a lot alike.
"The rest involves a meeting, a super-villain attack at a fund raiser, and me going to Themyscira for one summer," I finished, pulling into our driveway. "Here we are." 'Park, put on the parking break, press the break and remove the keys,' I recalled with some satisfaction.
"Mm. Thank you for inviting me to your home," Ferris recited.
'Heh. That'd sounded really mechanical and fake the first time I heard her talk like that, but knowing that she's just had to rote memorize the words makes a lot more sense now.' Diana and I both got out, and Ferris opened her car door at least, while Diana unfolded the wheelchair.
Our front door swung open.
"Donna, you're back! Hi Auntie Diana," Jerry called, rushing out the front door with Cindy on his heels. "Oh! Who are you?"
"Be polite, squirt," I chided, scooping him up into my arms for a hug and a hair ruffling. "Say your name first."
"Hi! My name is Cindy, what's yours?" my little sister asked. "Your eyes are really pretty."
Ferris blinked at her, then smiled, and I felt a flicker of relief that she'd stopped 'eloheinum storing' her own compassion or whatever.
"My name is Renka. Your hair are really pretty. Pleased to meet you," she recited, letting Diana help her into the wheelchair.
"Mom, we're here," I called, stepping through the doorway. Jerry squirmed, but I wasn't quite ready to let him go yet.
I'd gotten angry enough times that I wanted some more time with the two twerps who could never really piss me off, no matter how pesky.
"Hello, and welcome," Mom called from the kitchen, giving something on the stove a stir. "Diana, good to see you again."
"Renka," I introduced, since she'd started giving her given name, "this is my Mom, Fay. That's Cindy; this is Jerry. Mom, Renka."
"Thank you for inviting me," Ferris recited pleasantly. Mom laughed gently, not going into super-hero 'oh so grateful' mode or antyhing yet. I'd mentioned her involvement in the Disappearance Disaster vaguely, but not any specifics, so it'd take her a few minutes to connect the dots.
"Always happy to have friends over," Mom assured her, still focused on dinner.
"Where's Dad?" I checked, because he was supposed to be home from work by now.
"He ran out to buy a bakery cake, after someone spilled the cupcake batter." Mom gave a guilty Cindy the stink eye. "He'll be back soon."
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He's been kidnapped by Super Villains hasn't he.
E: Rated by @Obloquy if that isn't confirmation I don't know what is.
Personally I think a Doombot did it. It's always a Doombot.
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The Froggy Ninja
The Blade Will Never Die
A Lord of Order might be able to teach her more effective ways of ordering her mind and emotional state.
I can't find a version of Donna that fits this backstory. Is it an original deviation or just from some offshoot my google-fu is not yet strong enough to discover.
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It seems to me Oblo might be basing it on the "adopted by Titans" backstory, with some personal flourishes.
I could see being remade into a child of a Titan would have a result indistinguishable from someone naturally born of a Titan.
Since DC didn't in fact treat Titans as anything but a previous elder generation of Greek deities, someone related to a Titan is related to the Olympians, because Olympians and Titans are related.
Perhaps taking some inspiration from Lilith Clay, Omen, who is a demi-titan descended from Theia.
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The Sandman
So Zetta Slowpoke
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Donna Troy's origin story is what happens when a Twinborn burns a full retconium-mind.
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It took me a minute to realize I had caught up... how many days I have been reading this now? or has it been a week already?
anyway, awesome story! Definitely Watched!
now sleepy time for me-
wait this has a sidestory, apocrypha, media and informational tabs too!?!?
YAY! who needs sleep when there is good story in need to be read!
anyway, awesome story! Definitely Watched!
now sleepy time for me-
wait this has a sidestory, apocrypha, media and informational tabs too!?!?
YAY! who needs sleep when there is good story in need to be read!
Obloquy
CrossMyHeart And HopeToDie, StickANeedleInMyEye
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EDIT: I just noticed that my story has the "Lazy Minx Approved" tag. Not to complain, but what?
Oh, and welcome welcome, new poster. Nice to have you join the fold.
GFK will cameo or more at least once before the end of November.
And Ferris in a wheelchair, but she's hardly worth mentioning. Barely does anything at all.
How hard is, 'looks like a teenage Diana' supposed to be when you don't need to give her any lines? Or even just have Diana mention that Troia sent something with her for Raquel?
Bets that she's not seen in Season 3?
I do, or else I can't get coherent enough to write, unfortunately. Bronze Compounding would be so useful...
Oh, and welcome welcome, new poster. Nice to have you join the fold.
My least favorite thing about SV's default font: I can't tell if you are "Laughing your asbestos off" at me, or if it means "In My Actual Opinion".
GFK will cameo or more at least once before the end of November.
It'll take a while, but the first few steps are going to be made at an honors ceremony around Thanksgiving, when we put two of the Trinity, one not-evil counterpart, one old soldier, one unexpected guest star, and one eldritch abomi-whatsit together in a room with a few of the Great Ten, a few dozen politicians, assorted bodyguards, and one faceless terrorist.
And Ferris in a wheelchair, but she's hardly worth mentioning. Barely does anything at all.
Yeah, it so sucked that she's technically off-screen canon but never showed up in the show. They were going to show her attending Raquel's shower, but they supposedly couldn't decide on a character design in time.
How hard is, 'looks like a teenage Diana' supposed to be when you don't need to give her any lines? Or even just have Diana mention that Troia sent something with her for Raquel?
Bets that she's not seen in Season 3?
Yes.
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