Say SomethingSay Something2 years ago in Drama More Like This
Author's Note: This fic came to me after I heard, then saw the video for, the A Great Big World & Christina Aguilera duet "Say Something". It struck something in me and... well, this story is what came of it. If you haven't heard it, it can be found here: Say Something.
Usage of the cover image, entitled "Mission failed" was granted by artist f19850928.
Warning: I never thought I would write one of these, but it turns out I was wrong. Not only is this a sonfic (something I'm not a big fan of) but it is also a Death!Fic.
Disclaimer: Young Justice & Batman, or the song "Say Something", are not mine. Any recognizable content is not mine.
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Lois: Come on, Smallville, move it.
Clark: Look, Lois, I'm glad that you got me and Cat our jobs back at the Planet....
Lois: You have NO idea how hard I had to fight Edge on that....
Clark: But I don't know why you asked me to come along with you to this business meeting.
Lois: Look, Smallville,I don't want to be here either. Bruce Wayne, who owns a minority share in GBS, has suspiscions about the books. Instead of going himself, Edge has decided to be rude and send me, the news producer, instead. Besides, it's Gotham; while I'm going over figures with Wayne and his pitbulls, you can find a news story.
Clark: What about that city doesn't end up on the news?
Lois: Exactly, Clark; so keep an eye out.
They grab their luggage from baggage claim and head out. Outside waiting for them is a limo. Standing with the chauffer, a middle aged man with silver hair and a s
Batman/Green Arrow: Crossfire Chapter 1Joseph Kane sat in the Batcave, sending data to Batman, who was driving in the Batmobile.Batman/Green Arrow: Crossfire Chapter 12 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
"The burn patterns on the victims suggest that Firefly is doing his work up close and personal for once. And unlike Gotham PD I was able to reconstruct their fingerprints digitally, sending you addresses."
Batman looked at the list, "Targeting the rich who live in New Babylon Towers I see...he's hunting them down and then dumping them in the East End."
"New Babylon Towers huh? What happened to the old one?"
"Destroyed by those living in it when the Clench hit."
Batman nodded, "How is Nightwing?"
Joseph looked over to where Alfred was fussing over Nightwing's injuries from taking on Firefly. Joseph's little brother Sam and Damian Wayne were watching as Alfred was trying to make Nightwing sit still. "He'd be better if he would," Joseph raised his voice a bit "SIT DOWN and let Alfred do his thing."
"Good. I'll remain on patrol for now. Batman, out." Batman cut off the comm and Joseph turned awa
Crack Drabble - Frozen IvyCrack Drabble - Frozen Ivy2 years ago in Romance More Like This
“You'll never be able to prove I did it.”
“Prove you did what, Poison Ivy?”
She whirled about in shock, green eyes going wide at the sight of the figure walking on the lower platform. His suit hissed as it expelled frosty air, and his red eyes narrowed in slight irritation.
“Oh.” She said in delayed shock. “It's you. I thought Batman had already found me.”
“No.” Mr. Freeze answered flatly.
“Well, clearly that is evident. Do you care to explain to me what you're doing here? I found this place first, and I'm hiding out here, so unless you clear out, iceberg...”
His slitted eyes narrowed even further.
“I'm passing through. I have no desire to waste time and energy freezing Joker's brainless idiots, and I'm not in the mood for a fight.”
“Well that's too bad, popsicle boy.” She purred, leaping down to his level. “Because I'm not feelin
Oneshot: Sons Of WarThe rain always fell heavy in Gotham City, but on this day, it fell heavier and harder than it had in years. It hammered and drummed on the surface of so many black umbrellas, gathered in a cluster around the mohagony casket in solemn mourning.Oneshot: Sons Of War3 years ago in Drama More Like This
The coffin was small, too small for an adult, and this added to the deep sense of loss that lodged itself within the hearts of those present. Almost everyone had stepped forward already to pay their respects, then resumed position, heads bowed and hands folded. A few faces were cast down, rivers of tears running silent down their cheeks, while others were raised, dry but cold, pain shining brightly in their eyes.
"Alright, if there are no further--"
Then one figure stepped forward from among the gathered, leaving the relative dry sanctuary of the umbrellas and reaching out, pain and conflicting emotions playing across his face. Those surrounding the coffin stepped back, startled, and watched as Tim Drake's mouth twiste
He Just Wouldn't StopHe Just Wouldn't Stop7 months ago in Romance More Like This
He just wouldn’t stop touching her.
The first week of being back, she hadn’t noticed – she’d been all over him too.
But for him, it had just continued - and gotten worse.
Placing his hands on her shoulders, holding her elbow, touching her back, brushing fingers with her when their hands weren’t even nearly in the same vicinity, crowding her as they walked and bumping into her too often for someone as spatially aware as he was….
It seemed there wasn’t a moment of their new life together where some part of him wasn’t in contact with some part of her.
It was getting excessive.
Once, as they were walking through the village under the orange sunlight, she felt her husband grab her wrist. She was more than happy to hold hands with him, but his hand was never static long enough for it to be a proper handhold.
He brushed her fingers, stroked her palm, traced her knuckles, circled her wrist, caressed her arm, and went back down to start the proces
TB Bloodbird oneshot: Remains Of The DayTB Bloodbird oneshot: Remains Of The Day2 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
There was much to be heard about Arkham Asylum and its inmates from anyone who knew a good deal about it. One of the more common warnings about Arkham was that you simply could not reason with any of the inmates. A typical wish of many Gothamites and a few others besides, was that eventually someone would do away with the more dangerous criminals housed there. A wish for salvation.
A wish that would be granted by the true son of darkness.
It was a pity no one would ever know.
"S-sorry, Dr. Alucard," the orderly was practically stumbling over himself in an attempt to impress him, "But this really isn't something I'm used to dealing with. W-we never get substitute doctors transferred in when one of our own professionals fall ill."
"Hmm, yes," he added a layer of false sympathy into his heavily accented voice, "I had heard as much when I was...informed of the transfer. My condolences. Hopefully the afflicted will, ah...recover soon."
Batman ShortsSo Close- Jon MclaughlinBatman Shorts5 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
"Hey, don't worry. It's just like flying." Dick smiled, reassuringly to the smaller person in his arms.
"Grayson, shut your mouth before I shut it for you." Damian glared back into the giddy face of his supposed "older brother." Dick chuckled and grasped Damian's hands, placing them on his waist before letting his own hands drop on Damian's shoulders.
"Now take a step forward and " Damian complied- Dick's movement's matching his. "It's easy, see?"
Damian nodded, lost at watching his and Dick's feet shuffle back in forth in tune to the music which played at the far end of the room. "Damian, you don't dance looking at your feet the whole time; It's not very romantic."
Dick laughed as Damian looked up, abruptly, with a scowl on his face.
It don't rain every day- P.O.D
The soft patter of rain fell upon the window of the small school room. Most of the kid's parents had already picked them up but that wasn't the case for the leftover bunch sitting
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Chapter Seven: Womanizing Chess Pieces
It seemed so wrong that Tuesday was as bright and cheerful as it turned out to be. It just wasn't right, not for Gotham City.
Needless to say, I was feeling a little paranoid. Jesse and his twisted mystic friend had left me Sunday night, and the next morning I'd had to come up with a good excuse for my behavior that day to feed to Chantelle, who hadn't been too pleased that I'd stormed out, mid-shift, because of Lancelot Pendragon. She'd kept on me yesterday while I worked Heidi's shift, practically breathing down my back as though daring me to walk out again, and the way this morning was shaping up, I thought it was going to be highly likely she'd continue with this method of intimidation. And the fact that Heidi and the other girls kept looking at me with expressions that said I'd brought this on myself wasn't helping in the least. Truth to tell, I wasn't just paranoid that
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He was already on the run, and it was by a stroke of luck that he managed to spot the Iceberg Lounge ahead, and luck again that he recalled there were still two smoke capsules in his coat. Three gunshots rang out behind him, and thankfully all fell short of their mark. Either they had terrible aim or he was simply that good at dodging, though he was willing to bet it was the former. His hand flew into his coat, snatching one of the capsules between two fingers. He drew his hand out, raising his arm just above his head, and flicked the capsule behind him. Within seconds it burst, the smoke hissing as it wa
Water Balloon AnticsPressing his back into the wall the clone peered around the corner and saw the Captain trekking around in his room topless. He turned and motioned at his teammates. They all held big grins on their faces as they screamed and flooded the room, pelting the poor Clone Captain with a barrage of water balloons. As soon as it started it ended when they all rushed out, giggling and laughing at their little prank.Water Balloon Antics5 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Rex stood there with a horrified look on his face. "Oh you little bastards!" he called and laughed a bit. This is really what they did on their days off from the wars. He raced out and rushed towards Cody's room. It was going to be the Commander and Captain Vs. the Shinies and the Troops.
Cody hid in the corner of his room, he had a super soaker and he wasn't afraid to use it on the next anything that walked into his room. He had been caught of guard once; it wouldn't happen again. He could hear footsteps coming quickly towards his room. He pumped his gun and took aim. T
TB: Cry Wolf ch. 5TB: Cry Wolf ch. 55 years ago in Romance More Like This
Chapter Five: Animal Matters
There are few things in life as intolerable as paperwork, and few do I detest more. Still, I am a businessman, and I am well aware that there shall always, always be paperwork so long as Dragon's Blood, Inc. and the responsibilities of running a business empire rest upon my shoulders.
I was just getting through a stack of the damned paperwork when the intercom on my desk chimed, the light blinking, and it gave me quite a charge. Surprising, to think I was so engrossed I jumped at a buzzing sound as familiar to me as my own hands. Shaking the noise from my head, I pressed down on the button and asked, "Yes?"
"Mr. Pendragon, sir," came the calm, collected voice of my secretary, Gerard, "A Mr. Greene is here to see you. He doesn't have an appointment"
"Send him up, Gerard." I interrupted. Robert Greene never needed an appointment to see me.
"Of course, Mr. Pendragon." If Ger
Crack Drabble - Gawain's Shiny Teeth“Okay, spill it, Strange.”Crack Drabble - Gawain's Shiny Teeth2 years ago in Humor More Like This
Gawain's acid-green eyes flicked up from the folder he was examining the contents of, and he was utterly unsurprised to find his two oldest companions in his office.
“I am unsure as to what you are referring, Adam.” He answered calmly.
“That ratings stunt you pulled that everyone keeps talking about!” Robbie threw in, leaning past Brightfame and slapping a hand down on Gawain's desk. “They said that you grabbed a microphone and just started singing onstage.”
Gawain blinked slowly, working his jaw. Well now, this could be a problem, if these two knew. Still, better them than Mystery, at any rate. He knew she wouldn't let him live it down if she found out.
“So what'dja sing, Strange?” Brightfame asked, leaning his elbows on the desk and grinning widely. Gawain glowered, turned to a small television set off to the side, and snapped his fingers. The set turned on immediately
Young Justice: Resurrection PrologueTHE WATCHTOWERYoung Justice: Resurrection Prologue3 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Gamma Squad returned from their mission and approached the nexus of computers where Superboy and Miss Martian were standing. Superboy turned to face them.
Robin aka Tim Drake, Lagoon Boy aka La'Gann, Static aka Virgil Hawkins, Blue Beetle aka Jaimie Reyes and Impulse aka Bart Allen looked at each other, looking incredibly embarrassed. Robin, being the leader of the squad, sighed. "Parasite escaped."
"Yeah, and kicked our butts. It was so mode!" whined Impulse.
"Well we should have gotten better intel," grumbled La'Gann, who was still sore at the fact his ex had gotten back with her old boyfriend.
"To be fair, I shouldn't have overcharged him," said Static.
"Ya think?" retorted Blue Beetle.
If you did, we wouldn't have lost the Parasite! The Scarab said snarkily to his host.
"If only Nightwing was here..." began Robin.
"Well he isn't!" growled Superboy. "We know he is still suffering from what happened!" He then when quiet. "When we lost Wally." He sighed
TB: Cry Wolf ch. 3TB: Cry Wolf ch. 35 years ago in Romance More Like This
Chapter Three: The Insufferable, Unswayable Mr. Pendragon
To date, that had been the worst day of my entire life, and being drilled with questions by Chief Angel Rojas had done nothing to help. At least Detective Yin had been both polite and understanding, if a bit brisk and professional. I decided that I liked her, as far as cops went.
Let's just say that the battered, scarred hardback copy of Eragon I'd hit Joker with now is permanently blood-stained on one corner. I'm amazed that they didn't arrest me for attacking an officer, but then I think Detective Yin's talk about post-traumatic stress may have had a hand in that. Some time after that, I'm not entirely sure how long the interrogation went on for, but some time after that, I remember suddenly being back in my townhouse, locking all the doors and windows, pulling the blinds shut and wrapping myself up in a blanket. I curled up on the co
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Chapter Two: Well, That Was Dumb
Now, I'm not stupid by any standards, thank you very much. I pride myself on my intelligence, perhaps to the point my ego's slightly bigger than it ought to be. But at that moment, with the Joker threatening to burn down the place I loved most and perform an act rarely heard of since the Nazi reign, my protective instinct kicked in and caused me to do something very stupid.
Chantelle and the girls came running into the lobby and promptly screamed, practically losing their heads at the sight of Joker and his two cronies. I on the other hand, scrambled to my feet and stumbled my way back behind the return counter. Very little glass and debris had fallen back here, but I still stepped gingerly because of my sandals as I picked my way to the large cart of returned items that we had yet to shelve. I stood shakily, grabbing a paperback Danielle Steel novel, muttered a quick prayer for fo
TB: Cry Wolf ch 6TB: Cry Wolf ch 65 years ago in Romance More Like This
Chapter Six: The Cost of Healing
Few and far between number the men with scientific knowledge whom I trust, and Dr. Emile Dorian is at the top of the list. So it was to him I had a call placed as we raced back to the mansion, Eva slipping between consciousness and unconsciousness the entire way. For the first several tries the signal remained dead, and finally I decided to give up until we'd reached my estate, where I was sure to get a call through to him. We arrived there in a short amount of time, though it truly felt a great deal longer, as time was of the essence. I went ahead and sent Rook to lead Waylon Jones around the grounds to the back door. None of the servants dared to stop me when I was moving as fast as I was, and only faithful Gerard latched himself to my side, ordering the others away.
"Do I want to know what is occurring, Mr. Pendragon?" he asked.
"Thou shalt see soon, Gerard. I require th
TB: Cry Wolf ch 15TB: Cry Wolf ch 153 years ago in Romance More Like This
Chapter 15: Boat Rides Suck
Words alone are not enough to express my sheer dislike of boats. I did my best to find a spot close to the prow where I could just sit down without looking out over the water, and tried to think of how to get out of this predicament. So far, I couldn’t exactly escape by jumping overboard and trying to swim back to Gotham. I had no idea where this private island we were supposedly sailing to was, and Croc’s three stooges hadn’t exactly been much help.
Much to my surprise though, they had actually introduced themselves without prompting. Vic was, of course, the disgustingly foul-mouthed man with the odd mutton-chops beard and had some sort of chronic problem when it came to ordering around his two companions. Sam was the quiet one in the back who always looked to everyone else for direction, and followed Croc’s orders diligently and without question. And Freddie was the awkward
TB: Cry Wolf ch 13TB: Cry Wolf ch 133 years ago in Romance More Like This
Chapter 13: The Volatile Walking Handbag
I took a day off after the incident at Arkham, thoroughly ruffled and terrified in equal measure. Of all the ill-organized, inept, indifferent fools, Gotham had to nominate Hugo Strange to run the asylum! The man hardly batted an eyelash when I was storming my way out of there, and offered me half-hearted apologies that ill concealed his curiosity in the entire affair. I left without more than a few short, monosyllabic, scathing replies thrown to his questions, and thanked the higher powers of the universe that Batman had remained behind to occupy the psychiatrist's time. I went home instantly, locked every door and window into my townhouse, and curled up on my couch in a blanket, baseball bat in hand. Much as I hate to admit to it, I was more frightened than I think I had been before in my life, and despite his recapture at the Batman's hands, I was hardly relieved of the
TB: Cry Wolf ch 16TB: Cry Wolf ch 163 years ago in Romance More Like This
Chapter 16: The Escape Plan Fails
The enclosure was beautiful, an enchanting scene from the greatest imaginations of rainforest-lovers. Lush plants sprang from the soft earthen floor, exotic trees grew to towering heights, and lovely flowers the like of which most Gothamites had never, (and probably would never,) lay eyes on made splashes of color among the many, varying shades of green. There were faint snatches of birdsong from time to time and a cool, clean smell in the air, the sort that only comes from earth refreshed by rainfall. And despite the damp scent in the air, the temperature was perfectly comfortable.
All in all, a picturesque scene.
I loathed it with a passion.
I paced back and forth behind the Plexiglas, trying to think of any conceivable manner possible to use for means of an escape. True, Dorian had always possessed a questionable level of sanity, but this just spoke of utter depravity. A quick glance to the other P