Blue Box Bricks
Justice league: Overlords - Ch 12 (read desc)
So, this'll be the last part, for a little while at least. Technically, it's an epilogue. Can it be an epilogue if its halfway through? I'll be taking a break from the series for a bit, so I can work on other things. I'll still upload the bios, as there's a ton of them I've yet to explore. So for now, here's the last part of the first half. As always, lemme know what you think :D
Death of a hero
Batman stirs. The last thing he remembers is Superman breaking free, and being hit square in the chest by his heat vision. He looks down, the movement needing extraordinary strength. He's bleeding. Bad. He will not survive this. This is the end. His legacy will continue. The resistance will continue. But he will not live to see it. He had planned for this, his team will know what to do next. But he will not be there to guide them. So, he does what he always does when facing a dire situation: He talks, recording a message to his team.
"This is Batman..no...Bruce Wayne. If you're hearing this, then you're either a member of my team, or-" He coughs, blood trickling from his mouth. "Or you're one of a select few with access to this frequency. I'm not going to survive this. I'm bleeding bad, and I feel my death is near"
He tries to stand, but finds he cannot. Great. He'll have to crawl. He heaves himself up, so that he may lean against the structure. He falls to the ground. He begins his crawl.
"To the resistance. I planned for this. You can still win. My death will not affect that. Maybe you'll struggle, find it hard to believe I'm gone. I am. You can't change the past. You must focus on what's important. Stopping-" He clears his throat, spitting blood "Supe...Clark. I used to..used to believe he could come back, that there was a good man in him. I'm beginning to think the only way to stop him...is to kill him." He sighs, taking a break. "You must understand that I never wanted this. I never wanted to kill him, but I fear there is little choice. There's plans, on the bat-computer, Access code 'God killer 350099'. That file will give you everything you need to know" He reaches the beaches edge, the water lapping hungrily at the sand. "You've all been instrumental in the resistances efforts. You are a great team, and I am proud to have served alongside each and every one of you. Goodbye."
He flips over, so that he is lying on his back. The sea laps at his feet, and he looks at the sky. This is it. His vision blurs, the clouds going out of focus. He pulls his cowl off, tossing it limply aside. If he's to be unmasked, he'd rather it be by his own hands. He slumps his head down, and lies in the sand. He struggles to keep his eyes open. He loses the struggle, his eyelids closing over his eyes. Their steely gaze will never be set upon anyone again. He breathes his last breath, and goes limp. The Batman is dead.
Justice league: Overlords - Ch 12 (read desc)
So, this'll be the last part, for a little while at least. Technically, it's an epilogue. Can it be an epilogue if its halfway through? I'll be taking a break from the series for a bit, so I can work on other things. I'll still upload the bios, as there's a ton of them I've yet to explore. So for now, here's the last part of the first half. As always, lemme know what you think :D
Death of a hero
Batman stirs. The last thing he remembers is Superman breaking free, and being hit square in the chest by his heat vision. He looks down, the movement needing extraordinary strength. He's bleeding. Bad. He will not survive this. This is the end. His legacy will continue. The resistance will continue. But he will not live to see it. He had planned for this, his team will know what to do next. But he will not be there to guide them. So, he does what he always does when facing a dire situation: He talks, recording a message to his team.
"This is Batman..no...Bruce Wayne. If you're hearing this, then you're either a member of my team, or-" He coughs, blood trickling from his mouth. "Or you're one of a select few with access to this frequency. I'm not going to survive this. I'm bleeding bad, and I feel my death is near"
He tries to stand, but finds he cannot. Great. He'll have to crawl. He heaves himself up, so that he may lean against the structure. He falls to the ground. He begins his crawl.
"To the resistance. I planned for this. You can still win. My death will not affect that. Maybe you'll struggle, find it hard to believe I'm gone. I am. You can't change the past. You must focus on what's important. Stopping-" He clears his throat, spitting blood "Supe...Clark. I used to..used to believe he could come back, that there was a good man in him. I'm beginning to think the only way to stop him...is to kill him." He sighs, taking a break. "You must understand that I never wanted this. I never wanted to kill him, but I fear there is little choice. There's plans, on the bat-computer, Access code 'God killer 350099'. That file will give you everything you need to know" He reaches the beaches edge, the water lapping hungrily at the sand. "You've all been instrumental in the resistances efforts. You are a great team, and I am proud to have served alongside each and every one of you. Goodbye."
He flips over, so that he is lying on his back. The sea laps at his feet, and he looks at the sky. This is it. His vision blurs, the clouds going out of focus. He pulls his cowl off, tossing it limply aside. If he's to be unmasked, he'd rather it be by his own hands. He slumps his head down, and lies in the sand. He struggles to keep his eyes open. He loses the struggle, his eyelids closing over his eyes. Their steely gaze will never be set upon anyone again. He breathes his last breath, and goes limp. The Batman is dead.