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The Batwing hovered high above the Gotham coastline, silent as a phantom, cloaked in stealth mode.
Below, the shoreline detonated with shockwaves Arthur and Lobo clashing again, two forces tearing through the night.
Batman stood in the dim cockpit, his eyes narrowed as he watched Arthur slam through another barrage of plasma gunfire, Lobo laughing like a madman.
A faint crackle came through the comms.
Alfred: "Master Bruce, your vitals have spiked. Is everything alright?"
Batman didn't look away from the chaos unfolding below.
"Alfred," he said calmly, "remind me… when was the last time that fellow showed up on Earth?"
There was a pause, then Alfred's tone sharpened with recognition.
"Lobo, the bounty hunter… it has been quite a long time, sir. If memory serves, he fought Superman."
"Exactly," Batman murmured.
On the screen, Arthur hurled a shadow-empowered strike that split the ocean in two for a moment. Lobo responded by firing a cannon the size of a motorcycle engine.
"And Superman," Bruce continued, "had a bounty placed on him by an unknown party. We never uncovered who issued it."
Alfred's voice softened, a hum of concern.
"Indeed. And Lobo only departed once he believed he had… 'completed the job,' if I recall. Superman had to fake his death to stop him."
Batman's jaw tightened.
"That's the one."
Below, Arthur caught Lobo mid-air, slammed him through a stone jetty, and buried him in debris. The immortal Czarnian climbed out laughing, spine cracked sideways, healing instantly.
Alfred hesitated before asking, quietly.
"Are you suggesting Mister Blackwynd has a bounty on his head as well?"
Batman's eyes narrowed, white lenses dimming like shutters.
"It's the only reason Lobo would show his face here again."
His voice was low, analytical, but there was an undertone of something else
Alarm.
Below, Arthur's aura flared violently, violet shadow peeling across the sky like a rift. Lobo cheered louder, delighted.
Alfred exhaled softly through the comm.
"Are you planning to assist him, Master Bruce?"
Bruce didn't answer immediately. he watched Arthur, floating like a dark god, twin blades flashing.
He watched Lobo, insane and unstoppable.
And he watched the coastline the destruction, the pressure waves, the raw force shaking Gotham's borders.
Finally, Bruce said quietly:
"…That was my initial plan."
Alfred's tone shifted.
"But?"
Batman's fingers curled slightly on the control panel.
"But this…"
He watched Arthur tear through a blast that should have disintegrated him.
"…is not a fight I can insert myself into right now."
Alfred understood instantly.
"You believe intervening would escalate the situation,"he said.
"Or worse, place you directly in Arthur's line of fire."
Bruce didn't deny it.
"Exactly… I need to observe them more."
His eyes stayed fixed on the battle, the sheer destructive force.
"…Arthur might actually defeat him for good, something Clark couldn't do."
Below, Arthur hurled Lobo into the sea with a single blow, splitting the water in a perfect crater.
Batman's voice dropped lower, thoughtful, calculating.
"I need to understand what he's becoming."
Alfred paused before speaking gently
"And if this bounty leads to a greater threat…?"
Batman's expression hardened beneath the cowl.
"Then we prepare, I have a feeling it's from the same source."
Below, in the darkness, Arthur rose from the sea like a shadow crowned.
Lobo only laughed harder.
The Batwing stayed silent, hidden and the Dark Knight was watching a war he was not yet ready to step into.
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Arthur hit the ground first
then he dragged Lobo through it.
He carried the Czarnian by the throat like a misbehaving dog, flew low across the docks, and hurled him straight through the rusted wall of an abandoned Gotham warehouse. The metal screamed, folded inward, and Lobo bounced three times before coming to a stop.
Arthur landed a heartbeat later.
And unleashed hell.
Shadow erupted around him
fists the size of trucks, dozens of them, raining down so fast the air cracked like thunder.
BOOM–BOOM–BOOM–BOOM–BOOM.
Lobo ate every single hit.
Body snapping, bones cracking, skull denting, organs turning to jelly and still laughing.
"HA–HAHAHAHA GAH...HOLY FRAG..
THIS IS GREAT!"
Arthur didn't stop.
A final colossal punch cratered the entire warehouse floor, swallowing the Czarnian in a pit of pulverized concrete.
Silence.
Dust drifted.
The shadows receded.
Arthur stepped forward and found Lobo lying there
blood everywhere, holes through his chest, half his jaw missing…
and all of it rapidly knitting itself back together.
Arthur sighed.
"What am I supposed to do with you now? You're not even as strong as one of my Marshals…"
Lobo's half-regrown mouth twitched.
"One of your what now?"
Arthur smiled dangerous, amused.
"You'll see."
He didn't raise his voice.
"Doom."
A ripple passed behind him
and then a massive shadow rose from his feet.
Doom emerged.
The shadow of Doomsday, towering, spiked, glowing with violent violet light.
Every breath sounded like a furnace. Every step made the ground tremble.
Lobo stared at him.
Then blinked.
"…oh, frag me sideways..."
Doom lunged.
The warehouse shook as the monster crashed into the Czarnian, grabbing him by the spine and slamming him through the concrete floor
once, twice; a third time.
each hit like a meteor strike.
Arthur simply stepped back, sat on a broken crate, and crossed his arms.
Doom was beating Lobo so hard the building's foundation begged for mercy.
Arthur muttered to himself
"Should I incinerate him completely? Reduce him to atoms so he doesn't regenerate at all…"
He said it out loud without thinking.
And a voice answered from the dark behind him.
"Don't even bother."
Arthur turned his head slightly.
Batman walked out of the shadows of the broken entrance, cape trailing.
"He possesses one of the most powerful healing factors in the universe," Batman continued.
"He can regenerate his entire body from a single drop of blood or a few remaining cells."
Arthur raised an eyebrow.
"Oh? It seems we've caught your attention."
Batman didn't smile.
"This is my city," he said simply.
Arthur stood, dusting off his clothes.
"And?"
Batman glanced at Doom slamming Lobo through a steel beam like it was cardboard.
"I'd like to avoid the docks collapsing into the bay," he said dryly.
Arthur exhaled through his nose in restrained annoyance.
"So, what do you suggest? Because at this point I'm considering carrying him and throwing him into some black hole."
Batman stepped closer, voice low and firm.
"I have an idea."
Arthur crossed his arms again, intrigued.
"And what brilliant Gotham-approved plan do you have for an immortal, genocidal space biker?"
Batman's eyes glowed white under the cowl.
"We don't stop Lobo," he said.
"We trap him."
Doom roared, Lobo laughed even while being beaten half to death.
Arthur smirked.
"…This should be interesting."
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JUMP CITY - TITANS TOWER
Kara woke with a violent inhale, the kind that snaps the whole body upright before the mind is ready to join it.
For a moment everything was wrong.
The ceiling wasn't the one in Arthur's estate.
The faint incense in the air wasn't his.
The sheets weren't red or velvet or expensive they were dark purple and soft, humming with faint magic.
Her eyes widened.
"…Where the hell am I..?"
A voice answered from the other side of the room.
"Relax. You're in my room."
Kara turned so fast she nearly fell off the bed.
Raven sat in her desk chair, legs crossed, book in hand, and the most insufferably calm expression imaginable like she'd been waiting for Kara's brain to reboot.
Kara blinked once.
Then twice.
"…Raven?"
"Yes."
"…Why?"
Raven closed the book with a soft thump. "Because you got drunk, embarrassed yourself, and passed out. Again."
Kara's whole face lit on fire.
"I...okay...first, that was not my fault. Second...I did not embarrass myself."
Raven raised an eyebrow.
"You danced on a table. You tried to arm-wrestle a seven-foot alien. You attempted to steal the DJ's sunglasses. Oh, among other things."
Kara covered her face with both hands and groaned.
"Ughhhhhh
I can barely remember anything. It's been a while since I drank something strong without my powers…"
Raven nodded once, almost sympathetic.
"Without your abilities, your tolerance is… nonexistent."
Kara flopped back onto the pillow, limbs spread like a stranded starfish.
"Great. Amazing. Perfect. Love that for me."
Raven said nothing for a moment just observed her with that quiet, unreadable subtlety that always made Kara feel like a transparent glass vase.
Then Kara sat up again suddenly.
"Wait...why am I here? And where is Arthur?"
Raven's expression didn't change.
"He's home. And you needed a place to recover, so I brought you here."
She paused. "Don't mind it."
Kara frowned, confused.
"…Why do I feel like I'm missing something?"
Raven lifted a brow. "Because you are."
"Well that doesn't help!"
Kara ruffled her own hair in frustration.
Then like a flicker
a memory crawled back in.
Something about
A hunter.
"I… remember a talk about a hunter or something…" she said slowly, unsure.
Raven turned a page of her book without looking up.
"You're imagining things."
"I...am I?" Kara blinked. "I swear I heard something.."
"You were drunk," Raven replied calmly.
Kara slid back down onto the bed, burying half her face in a pillow.
"I hate this."
Raven allowed the faintest smile to appear.
"You'll live."
Kara groaned dramatically.
"…I hope Arthur didn't get annoyed with me."
Raven replied
"He didn't. Now can you be quiet, I'm reading."
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