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The engine hum was the only sound in the night as Jason drove through the empty city streets. Neon reflections slid across the black hood of his car, but his mind was far from the lights. Something felt off. A faint prickling sensation crawled up his neck — the unmistakable feeling of eyes in the dark.
"Looks like someone's following me," he murmured, the corner of his lips twitching into a grin. "Interesting. Doesn't happen often. Let's see who it is."
He took a sudden left turn, then another, weaving through narrow streets until the skyline gave way to silence — an unfinished construction site on the city's edge. Concrete skeletons stood tall under the moonlight. Jason parked, stepped out, and cracked his neck.
Minutes passed. Only the whisper of the wind filled the void.
Then, calmly, he spoke into the emptiness."You do realize I know you're there…"
A flicker. Then... whish!
Jason tilted his head as a sharp metallic object sliced through the air where his eye had been a moment earlier. It struck a pillar and spun to a stop, still humming with kinetic energy.
He looked down. A bat-shaped boomerang.
"Oh… it's you."
From the shadows emerged a silhouette clad in armor — the cape flowing like smoke, the eyes glowing faintly white beneath the cowl.
"I don't have much time, Bruce," Jason said, voice low but calm. "What do you want?"
Batman didn't answer. Instead, he raised something that looked far from his usual gadgets — a compact railgun, humming with magnetic charge.
The thunder cracked before Jason could move. A beam of pure kinetic force tore through the space he had just vacated. Concrete shattered like glass, sparks raining around him.
"I want you dead."
Jason straightened up, the faintest annoyance crossing his face."Are you fucking crazy?!"
Batman didn't respond. He fired again. Jason lunged forward, fingers glowing with faint red lines — Cleave. The railgun's muzzle split clean in half before it could fire again, the weapon sparking and dying in his hands.
"You don't talk anymore, huh?" Jason said as he stepped forward, his eyes sharp and wild. "and here I thought you were always good with words. Shame that version's gone quiet."
Batman threw a smoke bomb and vanished. Jason exhaled, scanning. He heard the hum — small drones circling him, each emitting bright pulses.
Flash grenades.
They detonated in unison, blinding light and noise flooding the area. Batman dropped from above, slamming a reinforced shock glove into Jason's ribs. The impact was enough to crater concrete — and Jason felt that one.
He grinned. "Heh… nice punch."
Batman didn't linger. Grapple hook, flashbang, taser net — every move a chain of precise, pre-planned tactics. Jason dodged, weaved, and countered, each Cleave slicing steel, air, or debris. Batman was fast — but calculated, controlled.
Every trap was meant to restrict movement.Every explosive designed to disrupt focus.Every strike was silent intent — kill efficiently.
But Jason was faster.
With one hand, he crushed a bat-drone mid-flight. Another swing shattered Batman's grapnel gun. The moment Bruce tried to retreat to high ground, Jason's Dismantle cut through the pillar he perched on, forcing him to roll across the rubble.
"You came prepared," Jason said, brushing off dust. "I'll give you that. You even figured out I can cut from a distance. Oh wait I show that often don't I?
you're wasting your time, Bruce. I'm not your enemy."
Batman stayed silent, switching tactics — he threw a black capsule that released magnetic dust, followed by a compact EMP grenade. Jason's cursed energy flickered slightly.
"Oh? A blackout trick? You're learning." Jason flexed his fingers. The cuts around him dimmed — but didn't stop. "Thing is, I don't need energy to rip things apart.. Instinct is enough."
A wave of force tore through the ground, sending shards of rebar and rock flying. Batman used the distraction to close the distance, plunging a high-frequency blade toward Jason's neck — only for Jason to stop it with two fingers.
The blade split cleanly in half.
Jason sighed. "You don't listen… You never listen."
Then the air changed. The wind stilled. The silence deepened.
Jason brought his hands together — the red sigils flared."Domain Expansion…" his voice echoed across the site."Malevolent Shrine."
The world folded. Reality twisted.
Batman found himself standing on endless water beneath a red sky, the great shrine towering in the distance — and Jason, floating before it, eyes glowing with a calm, divine menace.
Within the next second, hundreds of invisible slashes carved through the air. Batman's armor shredded piece by piece. His cape was gone, his mask cracked, blood painting the water beneath him.
Jason appeared beside him in a blink.
He loomed over him, shadow swallowing the broken armor. Jason's voice dropped slow and cold, each syllable a hammer.
"Let me get this straight into your head," he said. "I can—not just kill you—but rip you into pieces. So small no one would be able to recognize you as a body part. You'd be nothing but dust. Understand that, Bruce? I. AM. NOT. YOUR ENEMY. I only kill those who truly deserve it. How many fucking times do I have to repeat this to you—or to anyone else? Huh? Are you waiting for me to snap? Waiting for the day I break a neck I shouldn't? Well I'm not. I'm not a monster. I never will be. If you want me to kill you so badly—then go kill a few people first. Do that, and I'll come for you."
He let the words hang, then sighed as if exhaling weight he didn't need. "Or—" he shrugged, softer now, almost conversational, "you know what? This was kind of therapeutic. Try me. Come at me whenever you feel like it. Maybe by fighting me often, you'll learn the futility of your actions…and that I am not the enemy here, Bruce."
He turned away, the red residue of the shrine folding like a curtain as the Domain sealed itself. Night claimed the construction site again: concrete, dust, the distant city hum. Jason's silhouette moved toward his car, deliberate, as if leaving the scene of a lesson rather than a slaughter.
But Bruce's voice cracked through the quiet, raw and small. "I need…help. I am—not the Bruce of your world. I am from an alternate Earth."
Jason paused mid-step, The smirk drained from his face and something like curiosity, sharp and cold, crept into his eyes. he turned slowly "Say what now?"
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