DC Superheroes Fanfiction: The Story of a Misplaced guy - 5. Chapter 4: The Amazing world of Villain
Author Note: I’m terrible at this… oh well
Long time ago
In a galaxy far far away
To whoever unlucky enough to found this diary, I would like to ask you a simple question. If you could choose what world you find yourself trapped in to, what would it be? I say Star Wars would be a great option. Same goes for Star Trek or Avatar, Naruto, One Piece, Harry Potter, Lord of the Ring, Percy Jackson, Narnia, Hunger Games… okay maybe not that one.
Bottom line is, I’ll choose any of the above. But fate -by fate I mean the grim reaper bonehead called Death- have other choice. DC Universe
A universe where Alien invasion and time travel fixer are more common than Earthquake in Chile
A universe that have world crisis every week, universal crisis every month, and innocent bystander died every day.
A universe so terribly chaotic they reboot it three freaking times
As if that wasn’t enough, Fate kindly choose Gotham for the landing
City full of dressed up people; bat, cat, owl, an actual bat, an actual crocodile, quizzes man, walking refrigerator, sexy vegetable, Lucha Libre on drugs, zombie hulk, horror fart, crazy clown, sexy crazy clown, Mr HalfBurney face, talking pottery mold, more bats, more bats but female, colorful sidekick A, colorful sidekick B . . . did I miss anyone?
Then since life have a particular fond for giving me the path with the most misery, somehow I found myself in a Supervillain conference. Every single person here could kill me without even trying; I could freeze, burn, melt, electrocuted, poisoned, shot, stabbed, suffocate, eaten alive. This place is packed with bad people with terrible background and worse nickname
seriously, the one leading the conference have around a hundred of them names
“This committee is now in full session, Vandar Adg, The First Man, The Immortal, Khafre, Cheops, Alexander, Caesar, Vandal Savage is now presiding.” Start a large individual in the table below. His Vogue and Dignified persona were amplified by his exotic fur collar coat, various expensive ring jewellery on his thick fingers, bellowing rough but crafted leader voice, and straight posture befitting of an aristocrat. At first glance anyone would find it hard to believe this person, is a Caveman.
“First, as the senior member of this Society, and the evil and crime throughout Earth history as a whole, I welcome you all to the Society third annual gathering of Villains. Brother and sister, for accepting our invitation, you have my gratitude.” A shallow cheer and claps of criminals fill the entire Auditorium-like room
“Now I believe addressing each core member Society is in order, seeing the amount of new faces we welcome to our fold this year” He continued
“Professor Thawne to my right, proceeded by Black Manta, Grodd, Deathstroke.” When he reach his opposite side of the table, his face take a massive turn. From the respectful senior villain into more of an angry caveman.
“Joining us today is our brother and host, the founder and former leader of this society, AND as you all might know, current member of the – I can’t believe I said this – Justice League, Lex Luthor.” The Crowd Booes in criminal harmony, to which Luthor -whom had come prepared in his signature Warsuit with an S on the chest, expecting the worst- pays no heed nor mind
Lex Luthor is arguably the most well known comic book villain in the history of comic book. The bald businessman were the most ambitious villain on Earth, with resources and mind to back up his ambition. Ultimately, recent events had him turned from Justice League number one watch list, to a full-time member when he help saved the world against the Syndicate, earning him a spot in the League. This of course are not a favourable reputation when you found yourself in a room full of super-villains, who are currently screaming for your death
“Traitor!” Cry Queen Bee
“Death, the sentence is death! Kill him already!” Giganta yelled
“Let me have a piece of him!” Shout Prometheus
“Dibz on his legs!” Called Parasite
“I get the head!” Claimed Killer Croc
“I call for his bank account” Said Captain Cold
“SILENCE!” Bellowed Vandal Savage, slamming his primal fist to the metal table. “Friends, Brother and Sister of Evil wombs. Though it’s true Luthor was a disappointing leader of this committee, he is still – whether we wanted to or not – a core member of the Society. It is courageously commendable how he provided the place and resources for this meeting to happened, despite now being a so-called hero”
“I’m not one to play mole, Savage. I always keep my words” sniggered Luthor
“That remains to be seen. I know you Luthor, I’ve seen many your kind before. Heroism and compassion does not suit you, it is but a fleeting ego moment, before you will be utterly disappointed by . . . kindness. You will returned to us Lex Luthor, worse.” A murmurs and whispers from the spectators follow the Caveman speech, some buys it, most don’t. Traitor are not a light sentence in Villain industry
Luthor however still shows no expression, grateful nor mortified. “Impressive speech” He praised, amidst the loud crowd. “I Believe you expect a thank you”
“Don’t even think you are off the hook yet Luthor. I don’t know what is it you are planning but the Society have not done with you. We discuss you later.” Vandal Savage shoot a glance at the hero, before shift to Deathstroke, whom have faced the same accusations before with his short-lasting group of do-gooders, Defiance. All eyes in the room are on them
Somewhere in the crowd, Killer Frost, now a member of the Justice League of America, also felt the stares
With those ultimatum-felt like speech, Savage makes himself clear to everyone he is the current dominant member of the Society. The immortal human always been a major player in the world of super-villains, but to make a bold statement are unlike his usual methods of takeover. Unless he have a card to play.
Savage took a moment to catch his breath, waiting for the crowd to calm before proceed with the delayed introduction. “Now where were we? Right, to my left” he continued. “Calculator, Black Adam, and of course my lady” He graciously bow his head, an impressive performance of elegance for a Caveman. “Cheetah and Ra’s representative, Ms. Talia Al Ghul.”
“You might notice the empty seats, but some members of the Society are currently . . . indisposed. Sinestro is currently missing, Circe were captured, The same can be said for Ultra-Humanite and Hector Hammond.”
“And as for the Joker . . .” For some reason, the entire room -made up of hybrid monsters, world class assassins, high stake mercenary, and tactical genius mastermind- all hold their breath in silence.
“-The Joker is currently unreachable, with membership to the Society still in question, he will not attend this meeting”
To sums up the room reactions
“Oh Thank God!”
“Goodness God thank you!”
“Guess the gas mask is useless now”
“Oh Lord, thou hast showeth us mercy”
“Aww, I’ll guess no one dies thus year”
While the rest of the ‘council’ were somewhat amused by the reaction, only Black Adam -The champion of ancient egypt with the power of God to fight his immortal enemy and bitter rival, a ten year old boy- doesn’t share the fondness. “To think” he started. “That a human clown would gain such infamy, respect and feared more than I do. Foolish! “
Talia gives a low laugh “In the heroes world, they respect and fear Batman -a mere men- like the rest of the League, it is a given reaction same to his nemesis regardless of appearance and lack of power” To this Black Adam can only sigh, for even an ancient being such as he, Batman is a mortal he himself come to respect, thought less so than the Kryptonian
Luthor however had a say on the statement. “Joker is an unexchangeable asset, he’s one of the first member when I established this Society.”
“He is unpredictable Luthor, a wild card” interrupt the demon daughter. “He’s more of an asset out there alone, causing chaos than here”
“I think you overestimate the clown, he’s just a mere human” Grodd argued
“So am I, and you’re just a gorilla” Luthor remarks earn him a psionic invasion, an offensive that his warsuit have defensive measure against. Vandal however pay little mind to the two.
“Now regarding why we invite all of you here, I completely understand that it was such a rare occasion for people like us to gather in such large number. But me and my colleagues assured you that is to addressed a pressing issue of utmost importance”. Vandal gesture to the man who had been sitting right next to him. The plain looking adult with white shirt and square glasses give a satristical smile before proceed to take a stand. Calculator, the number one to go person of criminal underworld for informations is thin and solemn in appearance, but everyone who had worked with him in the past knew he is one of the most brightest person in the business; Cunning, Manipulative, and Dangerously Calculating.
The predominant hacker pull out a sort of presenter remote. With a press of a button, the light gone dim, darkening the room. Right at the centre of the oval table appears a small hole. Some in the crowd became dazzled by the light show when millions of bright blue lasers pours out, tangling and dancing in the middle of the room. It took a brief more seconds for the lasers to make form. A rotating hologram of Earth, floating at the center of the hall. It nearly reach the twelve feet ceiling, size more than large enough for the entire crowd to see.
“The first subject to our discussion is here.” The Calculator hit the remote again, and the hologram zoom in to a spot in the Atlantic, off the coast of east Africa.
“Since the early April, an abnormal weather pattern were felt throughout the Atlantic, specifically somewhere around north of the equator -Hurricane, typhoon, earthquakes, to name a few. I believe some of you who are operating on these premises are aware”
“This phenomenon is not just strange, it was not normal and even erratic. Before the Hurricane, came the earthquake, before the earthquake, came a drought. Animals spotted migrating eastward in masses. Sea level reach new record. According to Mister Savage, this phenomenon only happened once before in the history of mankind. The Flood of Noah”. That last words clearly catch the crowd attention
“This come to an abrupt end a month later, with escalating property damage and casualty throughout the coast. Mister Savage contacted me to investigate this anomaly. It took a week to determined a possible epicenter, and it was right here”
A red blipping spot appeared on the hologram Africa. “Sierra Leone, the poorest country in the world yet abundant with Gold and Diamonds”
“With the help Grodd Gorilla miners, we excavate the entire area and found-“
“This!” Vandal Savage reach into his coat and revealed a large crystal to the crowd awe. It is shaped like two tall and precisely cut pointy pyramid crystal with six sides mash together, making a tall Hexagonal Bipyramid. It had light green color that reflects the light clear enough some might thought it shine light by itself. Around a foot or less in height, and fit the caveman fist perfectly.
The crowds are in awe. By awe means some like Deathstroke already estimate the price range and possible buyer, and some like Leonard Captain Cold Snart and his rogues already planning the escape route.
Vandal eyes are gleaming, both metaphorically and literally, wide happy grin on his face. “What you see is no ordinary crystal, ladies and gentlemen. It is no mere precious metal nor prized relic”
“This Crystal is a piece of heaven, fall from the Eden” He announced. “What you witness here is the caused of the great flood that engulfed the entire earth, this is the staff that cut the sea in half, it rule the world under Solomon’s hands, and were used to resurrect the preacher back to life! I -Vandal Savage- have been searching this crystal for countless centuries, yet it eluded my hand, always”
“We don’t have time for your petty play, Savage! Just tell us why do you want us here!”. Lashed Luthor. It earned him Vandal undivided attention. “You go through all the trouble bringing us here, and what? Because you want to brag about your new toy?! Get this over with!”
“Your impudence is at an end, Luthor. But not even you can stop me now!”. Savage raised left his hand again, the crystal in his fist. Luthor seems ready to take on whatever tricks Vandal Savage has in store for him, and the crowd are enthusiastic to watch
But still, Luthor is not prepared
“As evil twined the righteous man”. Started Vandal Savage, it does not take a Ph.D in magic to know that he was chanting a spell. “The serpent hid beneath the husk”
“Let the denouncer of evil, the traitor. Raise, I -Vandal Savage, the Immortal- demand for those who gave us wrongdoing, traitor in our midst, stand and show yourself!”
As the spell ends, the crystal Flashed. Bright, blindingly bright. The crowd were covering their eyes, their shadows grow upwards from the light below.
And then it’s over, the light is gone. At first the crowd was confused, nothing had changed. Then they are astounded, then bewildered, before they became erratic and erupting curse words and death sentences
Three figure reluctantly stand as the spell compel them, blank stares on their faces. One amongst the crowd, and two on the table. All three are traitor.
“Killer Frost, Deathstoke, and Lex Luthor, the three of you are stand accused for treason against your fellow villain!”
Several minutes in and John Doe Already learn many things about DC universe villains world, and by many he means three:
One, the quote the “Peace means having a bigger stick than the other guy” are greatly applied here. But rather than “Peace”, it is more of a “The guy calling the shoots”. Right now, Vandal Savage -A guy with etiquette of a french aritrocrat and posture of a Gallic berserker- is that guy
Two, unlike heroes, villains doesn’t want to die. This explains their hierarchical behavior, serving whoever got the means and reasons, usually for the money or forced by blackmail. And this behavior are acceptable within villain community, since no one here can really judge.
Take Deadshot for example. Floyd Lawton, good guy, better aim. He’s working under the infamous Amanda Waller Task Force X, Suicide Squad, all because of his daughter, not that he got much choice anyway. The marksman currently seated at the opposite side of the room, highest seat. Because no matter how scary Waller was, no one can say no to Society summon. That just show how scary the world John got himself into
Three, never ever sit next to the Riddler. He had gives twenty riddles no one asked for throughout the entire course of the meeting, and already told everyone on how inferior all of their brain compared to him twice that number. He was soo unbearable, Poison Ivy -who already hate him for using her, Bane -Who hates riddles, Killer Croc -Who doesn’t understand riddles, Two Face -Who actually participate on answering the first six, and Cluemaster -Who participate on all of them until the riddle about her daughter shows up, leave the entire seats around the Riddler vacant. All except John who sit right next to him
“All right, you’re all left John. here’s another one”
“Oh please god, just stop”
“What do you call a hobo that rule a criminal empire in less than a week?”
“An idiot with poor decision making skills. Please just stop it Enigma”
“Why, does the allure of seeing those three executed are more than my riddles?” Said Riddler, pointing at the drama below
“Solomon Grundy on ballet singlets is more alluring than any of your Riddle”. Claimed John. The crowd already calling names and shouting execution suggestion to the council. With Luthor, along with Deathstroke and Killer Frost are kneeling on the ground.
“Look at all these buffon John, well you’re a buffoon too but a tolerable kind. Look at them! Showing such uncivilized and barbaric reaction!”
“They’re traitors, aren’t they?”. Pointed the temporary mob boss. “What exactly did the Society do to traitors?”
“Vary. thought we don’t get much of them often. What did the Penguins crew do to traitor?”
“Feeding them to the sharks” John gulped at his answer. If he failed in the dock that night, that is exactly what happened to him
“Ah that do spell penguins all around it. The little rascal has always have an unlikely theatrics attribute. Nothing says Fear, respect, and trust but a great white jaws to the face. But for all his entertaining umbrella tricks and that atrociously genius business brain of his, that pesky bird always bore me. You on the other hand . . .”
John does not like that words one bit. “What about me?”
“A mere hobo to a substitute for the leader of the Penguin flock in less than two week, fascinating. How did you do it?”
John search for answer, he found none. “Luck, I guess . . .”
“There’s no such thing as luck, my dear John. There’s only . . . riddles”. The riddler threw a sly smile to the unlikely mobster, who put his palms on his face. ‘Please just shut up’
On the ground floor, Vandal Savage was in the middle of yet another part of his overstretched speech, with the green crystal (plumbob) still in his hands. The rest of the villains are on the edge of their seat, shouting encouragement to the prideful caveman.
Luthor, -stripped of his armor- are kneeling on the floor, hands behind his head. Behind him are Professor Ivo and his creation Amazo, most powerful android in the universe, not counting Vusion and Android 18.
“Not so powerful now aren’t you Luthor”
“When we finished here Ivo, you will wish you have your old face back”. Luthor spat. The smartest human in the world have been in worse situation, he always prevail. “Vandal Savage, what is your game here”
Savage doesn’t even share a glance, his eyes are fixated on the gleaming crystal. “This power is capable of granting whatever the bearer wishes. When Solomon rule the earth, this crystal was his crown. The fire fear Abraham for it, and the sea split for Moses because of it”
Vandal Savage hold the crystal with both of his rough hands, his fingers gently stroking the precious crystal surface. “I dedicated some of my life for this. I cut a path of blood from Greece to India in my search, only to be poisoned when I found it. I burned Gaul to the ground where they hid it, and they stabbed me before I have a chance to use it”
“Now, It is mine once more”
“Use it then!”. Shout Luthor, his mind still scrambling to buy more time. “Show me this power you so proud of”
The ageless first-man look at him, annoyed, angry, then amused. “He he, always the skeptic aren’t you Luthor”. Vandal approach him, looking down at the self-proclaimed smartest human, a title Vandal Savage has claimed throughout the histy. “Look at you. Hero, Luthor? I used to have such high expectations on you, always three steps ahead of his enemies. Yet wonder what path brings you to put that grotesque S on your chest!”
Savage point at Deathstroke. “And you!”. He shout. The assassin are kneeling on the ground, hand closing his ears. Calculator had shut his armor off and Grodd are invading his mind, the Terminator can barely support himself, let alone talk. “You have guts showing your face here again, after what you had done”
“Screw . . . You . . . Caveman”. That responds win the Terminator a caveman fist to his face.
“Deathstoke, brother. what makes you think you can get out of this life. You of all people, playing hero with a bunch of kids. See where did that leave you, lower than before” Vandal Savage gave Deathstroke another punch, before moving to the third of the prosecuted; Caitlin Snow, Killer Frost. “At the very least, I expect you to turned on us”
“Fuck. You. You think you know Ice Age, Savage? Come closer and I show you what real Ice can do”. Caitlin twitch, eager to lunge at Savage, freezing him and the whole room if not for Prometheus cuff designed to keep her power in check. Two weeks ago, when she received the Society invitation, she accepted it knowing she might not make it out alive. Yet regardless, she still came, just like that day when they summoned her for Deathstroke trial. She is a member of the Justice League of America now, it’s her chance for redemption. Batman trust her, everyone in the team trust her. But that chance are slipping through her grasp, as long as the Society does not let her. “I hate you, all of you”
“Now that’s the Killer Frost I knew. Deviant, deadly, a killer. But let’s not get ahead of ourselves shall we, miss Snow, or I will need to make sure Firefly here to show you how easy ice melts”. The caveman steps towards her, leaning down and stare right back at the member of the JLA, fully aware a touch is all she needs to kill him. “Such pure hatred, hidden beneath those pile of innocence. Maybe we started the verdict with you first”
“Enough games Savage”. Interrupt Luthor. “You are a fraud, just like that crytal of yours-“
“Silence!”. The crystal gleam, shimmering sound, and air in the room became thick and heavy again. Luthor eyes widened as his mouth forced to closed by invisble hand. Hard as Luthor tried, his lips couldn’t open. Then the screaming began, or it would he could. But the loud grunt and twitching movement make it clear that the CEO of Lexcorps are in pain. That’s when the crowd see his mouth, the lips create a grotesque pattern, appeared to be horizontal zigzag lines forming on his lips. His mouth were sewn. By magic.
The crystal gleam and shimmer stopped. “Let this be a warning for those dare questions my power!”
“He is soo dead.” claimed John. Luthor is one of the most dangerous villain in history of villains. Albeit he’s playing a hero now, messing with him are not a commendable idea, even if you are a so-called immortal warrior. “Sewing his mouth? That’s just uncalled for, gross”
“No, not gross dear John. He’s just . . . Savage” babbled Riddler. John wonder how much Killer Croc charge for eating a man alive.
“Teth-Adam, is there a problem?”. Asked the Immortal Vandal Savage. Black Adam silence had been a irregularity in a room of frantic villain.
Black Adam are one if not the most powerful villain in terms of pure power on earth, calling him by his name by the unworthy are seen as an insult. But even he, a pharaoh of ancient Egypt, are told to respect his elder. “If your crystal are as powerful as you said, why haven’t you used it to rule the world yet. Is that not what you would wish for?”
The rest of the core council look at one another. “It’s true what Black Adam just said” Started Cheetah. “Why wish for these these small theatrics if it’s as powerful as you said?”
“Because dear Minerva, these crystal just simply not strong enough. Whenever I wishes for something too grandeur, it rejects me. It asked for something in return”
Reverse Flash scratching his head. “And? What does it asked?”
“What any divine asks Professor Thawne; Souls. But not just any soul, this crystal is a piece of heaven itself, and thus only those who are welcome to heaven can use it’s full potential!”
“But there’s a way for unfortunates like us to use it”. Vandal Savage look back at the three condemned villain. “Sacrifice. A soul for a wish”
“Classic!”. Riddler attention now turn to the crowded council floor. “Riddle me this John. For love, you lay me. For hope, you paid me. Yet folly I still be?”
“That…”. Riddler smile turn sour. “… Is actually a good answer, but no. It’s Sacrifice John, Sacrifice!”
“A classic requirements for power. No need for harsh muscle-brain training and my intellectual prowess if you could just shove your beloved family down the pit of hell, and have hades grants you the power you wish for” Said Riddler, hands franticly moving at every words in his explanation.
John scanning the room empty seats. Several criminal are on the ground, lining up to have a piece of the three poor prosecuted. Currently its Prometheus pummeling Deathstroke. Other, like Deadshot and the Secret Six choose to remain on their seat, uninterested by what is happening below.
That is when John noticed the tremor.
“All these blablabla blabla, does anybody in this room capable of holding an intelligent discussion?!” Yawn the Riddler. “This is getting boring John, mind if I catch a ride with you back to Gotha-“. John interrupted by placing his finger on Riddler face.
“How far are we underground?” Asked John, eyes straight at the ceiling
“Two thousand feet, layered with concrete, metal and lead”. Said Nigma, it was then he also noticed. Another tremor strike, and another. Riddler quick wits look at Terra at the other side of the auditorium, the only Geokinetic in the room. The panicked look on her face translate an immediate conclusion. “Well, that is to be expected, Riddle me this John. Faster than a speeding bullet, more powerful than a locomotive, able to leap tall buildings in a single bound, and all round party popper?”
Another tremor. John gulped. “It’s the big guy isn’t it?”
“Had enough Luthor.”
“Oh right, you can’t speak. I admired you Luthor, but playing hero stripped all those respect I had for you. Let’s hope your soul is enough for the crys-“
*So much tremor later, everyone in the room knew something is not right*
“What did you do? What!”
“Oh right, you can’t speak. By the power of the crystal, I command you to speak! Now Speak!”
“hhmmphh no-not me you fool! I might be hero, but I never betrayed my own Society. This is not my doing!”
“Mister Savage, this one is laughing”
“Which one Prometheus? You Slade? You betrayed us?!”
“What did you do Slade?!”
“Your crystal is wrong, Caveman. I am not a hero…”
“…But they are”