(this is based in the DC universe. i anyone likes the story and wants to join up they can. hoping to get some experienced Fanfiction writers though, like Alle or aimee.)
Rhodes Greece, 17 years ago.
a woman heaves a sigh of relief as she turns a corner. she breaths heavily before checking the blanket wrapped around her chest. she looks around the corner and starts running again. the sound of yelling and dogs can be heard. she turns another corner and stops dead. a man is standing in front of her. "hello. I have been expecting you." he says in perfect Greek. she speaks, also Greek. "are you the one? the man who can protect him?" she says. "Ra's Al Gaul?" the man smiles and takes the baby from the blanket around her neck. swaddled in a second blanket. "yes, I will bring him to a monastery in Athens. the people there are a bit more...excepting of people with your sons gifts. they actually believe themselves to be their protectors." he says. "do you have what I want?" the woman pulls out a map, it was a map to a hidden Lazarus pit, one that was endless. a place for Ra's to build his castle and live in eternity. "thank you." he says before turning and walking to a car. he held the child close. a young girl looked down at the boy. "is that him daddy?" she said. "is that my brother?"
"no, not yet Thalia. but when he comes of age, I shall return for him and he will be. I will have an unstoppable weapon, and you will have a younger brother." they both smiled, Ra's with a wiked smile, and Thalia a sweet innocent smile of happiness.
bank alarms blare as a van speeds away form the scene of the crime. it's night time, and the cops haven't had time to respond to the call. the group high fives eachother in the back of the speeding van. they turn down an empty road and stop as they see a figure in the distance. "who is that?" one guy says. "it ain't the bat, he is to small. lets ram the son of a bitch. teach him to walk down the road when we are trying to make our get away." another guy says, laughing as he hits the gas. speeding towards the figure. the figure, a male teen about 17, just stands there. "look at this idiot." they laugh. the figure puts his hand as the van comes towards him, just as it would have hit him, his hand instead acts like a blade, and cuts clean through the van. as he drives past him, cut in half. the two half move apart form eachother. one of the bank robbers says "oh fuck!" as his side of the van crashes into a ditch. money bags are thrown everywhere. the boy walks over to each person and looks at them for a second before moving on. "you shouldn't steal from others." the boy says. "and you should be dead." a deep voice from the shadows says. "who are you?" bat man asks, stepping out from the shadows. "I was just about to catch those crooks when you showed up. I was interested in what you would do, so I let you take care of it."
"My name is Demetris. you can call me Demetri if you want." he says. "as or what I am...the monks at the monastery where I was raised believe I am, well, a reincarnation of one of the three main greek gods." something about all the gods dying and reincarnating because they got bored of their eternal life. so, you are the famous batman?" he says.
"yes, that isn't important. you are a greek god? believe it or not, I have heard and seen stranger things. so which one are you?" batman asks.
"for the worlds greatest detective, you sure ask alot of questions." Demetri says.
"that is what detectives do, right? ask questions?" batman says.
"I always thought they answered them. whatever, the answer is I don't know." he says. "right now all I have is the normal god powers, my body is invulnerable to any mortal metal or weapon, god like strength, the usual. my true power is suppose to manifest between 17 and 21, so this year I am hoping." he said. "but I can tell you I am one of the main three, because when I was born there was a great earthquake, which signifies the birth of a true god. the others are just the god children or whatever, like Dionysus and Artemis." he says. "so, hey, I don't really have a place to stay in gotham, can I stay in your mansion?" demetri asks.
"no, I...wait, how did you know I..." batman started to ask, but demetri interupted him. "how'd I know you had a mansion? one of my powers is foreknowledge of people I meet. all I need to do is see into their eyes. Bruce." he says smiling.
"alright fine, I can see you won't back down, and I don't feel like hurting a kid, even a god powered kid, so you can stay with me...for one night."
(Ofcourse. I have big plans for this fanfic. I do need other god incarnations, but if you wanted a character that had his own story I would probably accept. You, alle and maritos are the three that I really wanted to join this with.)
Pryce walked the streets of gotham and he was a regular guy in his 20's not worried about the world he was kinda stuck in his own little world, as he was not exactly what most would call human. He had a very impressive Physique nearly matching the height of bane in his venom state. Pryce was someone who others never approached, and not many knew a lot about him as even attending gotham academy back in the day he stayed to himself.
Pryce walked the streets black faded jeans and a white t-shirt and a button down black shirt over it but the sleeves were rolled up, showing his tattoos and muscular forearms with his ipod in his ears his hair was long and black but jacked up in the middle as he had tried a mohawk and didn't cut his hair so his hair rises in the middle. He had a very innocent face gentle but maybe it was because of his intimidating physique.
He walked by a alley and some thugs were robbing, a man "Stop please help me. the old man shrieked and some thug punched him, dropping him to the ground.
[color=red]"SHUTUP MONEY BAGS"[/color] one said as he grabbed his wallet
Pryce saw this and in seconds was in front of these men. One of them was roughly the same height as him and stood and stared into his eyes as he spoke.
[color=green]"Whoa, bigfoot you trying to be batman just suddenly showing up ...what you came to help out this prick"[/color] He said
Pryce doesn't moves but in two seconds his left arm moves grabbing the guys head and slamming his face into the brick wall. The other two guys see this as blood slowly seeps down his cheek and they pull out knives to try to stab him but soon they drop to their knee's, as they were struck without even seeing him move.
Pryce lets go of the leader and the old man is afraid but Pryce just tosses him his wallet and walks off.
Demetri walks around the bat cave. "wow, so this is the famous batcave? I had heard that you had a secret cave where you kept all your gadgets, I just didn't know it was so...big." he says stepping around the batmobile.
"yeah...don't touch anything." batman says. he walks to a chamber and robotic machines remove his bat costume and replace it quickly with a nice suit.
"excuse me sir, Dick Grayson is on the phone for you. he wanted to ask you about this "justice league" thing that you and superman are setting up." a skinny old man in a butler outfit says turning around from the giant computer.
"wow...of all the people in all the world, the one person bruce wayne trusts with his secret is his Butler." Demetri said. "kind of says something about your character, doesn't it."
"what is that supose to mean? alfred, tell him I will call him back. knowing him he will get angry and come barging into the house later tonight, we can talk then." Bruce says.
"vary good sir." Alfred says returning his attention to the phone.
"nothing, I'm just saying, you have a bit of a trust issue." Demetri said.
"in my line of work, that's a good thing." bruce says. "come on up, I don't like using that batcave when I am not in my batsuit. I don't want to mix my fake life with my real one." Bruce says.
"which is the fake life and which is real to you?" Demetri says under his breath.
"what was that?" Bruce says as he begins his ascent up the stairs.
"nothing." Demetri said, following close behind.
Pryce roamed the streets as he usually did at this hour, he despised Gotham it seems that corruption was sown so deep within the city that it can never be free of evil.
Then he is suddenly approached by some men ones he knew really well. He backed up slowly to see that more came up behind him and he just sighed.
Instantly he jumped in the air kicking off the building in the alleyway and proceeded upwards to the rooftop...a slight smirk spread across his face until he heard a click. A gun was pointed to the back of his head and he did not need to turn around to tell who it was since it was the man in the white suit and black skull mask on his face no it was his face, the crime boss called hush.
"Really is this necessary" Pryce says to him not moving
"Really boy I have spent a small fortune trying to capture you for what you did I should just blow your damn brains out." He replied
Pryce turned around. ."sounds interesting go ahead shoot" Pryce told him and hush pulled the trigger getting the shot off but Pryce slipped away from its path and took the gun apart.
Hush stood there impressed. "Damn good reflexes kid" he said
"Not really but for someone rumored to be on par with the batman your aim sucks. ..but your all the same you, joker even lex luthor and savage oh well criminals never learn I'm not for sale" he says
Hush looks at him..."not for sale then how about I tell you that I know the truth about you and if word gets out you know what would happen to you kid." He says
Pryce looks at him with disgust..."really you found out....how much did you have to pay Vandall Savage for that information?" He asked
"I already told you a fortune and after you comatosed my guys crippling my business your gonna help me make it all back in spades now come with me" hush says walking away and Pryce followed he didn't feel like fighting so he went along to at least see what he was planning.
Bruce shows him to a vary fancy sitting room and sits down on the couch. he let out a heavy sigh of relief. Demetri could tell he was tired. He had heard the joker had attacked earlier that night and knew why he was so tired.
"so, Demetri isn't exactly a full name." Bruce says.
"right. the monks tell me I have two last names. one is my mothers, the other is my fathers." Demetri said. "I don't even know my mothers name, so I can't tell you that. usually I go by my fathers last name. i am Demetris Al Gaul." he says, at this bruce moves, even too fast for demetris' god like eyes to follow. before he knew it, bruce was on top of him, his arm pulled behind his back. "are you here under his orders then?" Bruce says.
"oh good, you hate my father too." Demetri said. "I was told that I was dropped off at the monastery to be trained for his purposes, do you know what it's like, to have your parents try to control your life? to mold you into something you don't want to become?" Demetri said before remembering he was talking to bruce wayne, the famous playboy Orphan. "oh, sorry. I...I have lived in greexe most of my life so I...I just forgot."Demetri said.
"it's ok, you didn't mean anything by it." Bruce said letting him up.