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A Theater appeared in front of more than a dozen heroes. They were seemingly teleported in the middle of the day, none of their phones worked past the camera and the bats were slowly starting to tear the building apart. All of the doors were locked and none of them could open them, even with kryptonian strength.
The most concerning part was that they were all dressed as civilians.
Everyone in the room; Batman, Superman, Wonder Woman, GL Hal, Green Arrow, Flash Barry, Aquaman, Dick, Jason, Tim, Stephanie, Cassandra, Damian, Duke, Barbra, Wally, Roy, Jon, Konner and Bart.
“Well we might as well raid the concession stand,” Wally could hear the other heroes eyes roll and can’t find it in him to care. Impulse beats him to the popcorn maker and screams as he opens the cabinet.
“Bart!” There on the floor hair tangled on the edge of door of the cabinet splayed out was a girl. She wasn’t breathing. “What the fuck what the absolute fuck.” Wally had seen plenty of horrible things in his job both of them but this entire situation unsettled him completely. “Barry I think you need to see this.”
The heroes knew better to crowed a body and allowed Barry and Batman to pass freely… they still stared tho. She looked short, half of her body still stuffed into the drawer making it hard to tell. Barry reached out and flipped her over. He need to check if maybe just maybe she was breathing. Flash stopped at his colleges intake of breath. Face up everyone could see a stained patch of her black hair was white.
Jason cussed up a storm.
Before Barry could begin touch her, the body arched up and gasped loudly.
“Holy shit back up man.”
Oh she was a live. That some how left the group with more questions.
She contorted, pulling her body out of the space. She looked …normal. Short, black hair, black eyes, tawny skin scarred. She stood up and stretched.
Clark blanched, “She’s breathing.” They got a few looks, “She definitely wasn’t breathing before.”
Jason couldn’t take it, “What are you?”
She stopped mid stretch, and shrugged, “I’m a chimera.” Her grin was all teeth.
“Well then let’s get this over with.”
“Get what over with, do you perhaps know why we are here miss -?” Journalist powers go!
“Well to watch the multiverse of course! Or at least that what I assume my boss wants me to do, can’t really think of another reason you lot would be here.”
“The multiverse? What’s that…” Clark asked.
The girl stopped and stared at him, “Tugh, you can all drop the act. I know who all of you are.”
“I don’t know-“
She pointed them out, “Superman, Batman, Green Lantern, yadda yadda yadda. Come on the faster we do this the faster you get sent home.”
The heroes started spewing outrage.
Diana spoke directly to her first tho, “Who are you? What is your bosses plan?”
The raven haired girl walked up to a seat and sat down, “Like I said I’m Chimera, and my boss probably wants me to show you guys the multiverse so you guys can I dunno learn a lesson or become stronger or some bull crap like that.”
Diana nodded, “And you have that ability? The ability to just see these things?”
“ I’d be a pretty bad Watcher if I didn’t!”
“Watcher?”
“Yup it’s like my title and rank, the infinite cosmos to watch and no one to share it with. “
Diana was growing concerned sure the girl knew things she shouldn’t but-
“So no worries about me spilling any secret identities, I’m entirely constrained to this dimension.” Her voice got softer annoyed, “Trust me I’ve tried.”
Diana really didn’t like the way that sounded.
“Oh and don’t worry about your world catching on fire without you it’s on pause till you get back.” The girl said flipping the screen on her phone, that presumably worked.
The heroes all looked around at each other, were they really doing this?
Roy was done, “As intriguing as this all is what if I don’t want to? Time being paused or not I have a baby at home to feed.”
She kept on scrolling, “Funny you say that as if we have a choice.”
“We?” Diana shared a look with Clark, she really wasn’t liking how this all sounded. Did they need to save this girl?
“Yup,” she made a popping sound on the ‘p’, “We, what part of this being my job do you not understand ?”
Diana didn’t have a response ready for that.
Jon floated over to the girl and sat down in the seat next to her, ignoring his dads whispers (and Damian’s yells) not to approach.
“What are you doing?”
“Looking at our options.”
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