Future Batman Suit Novels & Stories

But I'm not going to be here for them to continue bathing me because I'm definitely escaping tonight. After my bath, a robe was draped around me. I was led into the room so that they could dress me up. My hair was dried, brushed and packed into a nice, messy bun. A leather burgundy jumpsuit lay on the bed for me to wear, which was a perfect fit. I can very well run in this. The jumpsuit has a collared neckline, a front zipper closure, and long sleeve. It was a tailored fit, but also very comfortable and free.

"Suit up, Alpha." Luke felt a genuine sense of dread. "Please no spandex. Anything but spandex." He reached into the bag and pulled out a black t-shirt. "A shirt?" Sofia shrieked. "I had to wear a banana suit! How is a shirt fair?" "Look at the text," Victoria whispered with a predatory grin. Luke flipped it around. His heart sank. "I'm going to my room," Luke mumbled, turning on his heel. "Hey!" Sofia yelled. "Where do you think you're going?"

I'm only thankful I chose to do the laundry myself instead of having the housekeeping bots handle it. Night Walker's suit was made to reflect any light and sound waves, a very convenient way for me to get away without detection. It was easy to wear the suit, nothing too fancy. A sleeveless hoodie, some cargo pants with multiple compartments and I was set. It's more of an outfit than a suit but 'Night Walker's suit' sounded a lot fancier than Night Walker's attire. It was a combat garment and not a fashion piece no matter how it appears.

Barren announces, getting up and walking over to a small closet. "What are you doing?" When he reappears, he is carrying two catsuits and what look like two gauntlets. "This, will help protect us when we go up against the somnium beasts," he explains, tossing me one of the suits. "It’s made of a special metal that can’t be pierced even by the strongest of blades. And this," he continues, tossing me the gauntlet, is a special weapon that can transform into whatever the wielder wants." Frowning, I take in the items and begin to feel like I’m the side character in a sci-fi movie. How the hell did Barren come up with all this?

I shook off that thought and focused on the conversation. I groaned. "Oh god, I hate costumes. I'm terrible at coming up with ideas." Alex grinned. "Don't worry, I've got you covered. How about we go as Batman and Robin?" I rolled my eyes. "Seriously? That's so cliche and what are we, five?" Alex shrugged. "Hey, it's a classic for a reason. But we can mix it up if you want. How about we go as Darkwing Duck and Launchpad McQuack?"

It had a nice smell and comfortable. I closed my eyes and willed myself to sleep. However, that stranger’s words came back to me. I wondered how bad the recruitment could get in the morrow. “You just keep this and bring it with you tomorrow. I’m sure that this will help.” *** The sun wasn’t on the horizon yet but I was already up. I put on my fighting suit of black and red color, almost the same shade as my father’s uniform but of different design. It was stretchable and comfy. My sister made it for me especially for the Banatan. And so were the pair of high combat boots I was wearing, which was made by some animal skin. They were quite light and comfortable in every step I take. I thought t

There was a tiny mask covering the cheekbone area on the mannequin's head then down to the torso was a green snake circling a tiny lightning bolt emblem colored half green and half blue. Gasping, Natasha recognized the super suit. “You have very gifted friends,” chimed Katie. Natasha felt a warmness inside her as she smiled, clearly knowing who or rather which ‘gifted friend’ Katie was referring to. “So, do you like it?” asked Carter. “Are you kidding! I love it!” “Oh thank God!” Carter exhaled with relief, “you have no idea how much nanotech I used in making that suit!” Carol approached Natasha. “Step by step and you probably won't even need me anymore.”

Yes, I know it's stupid but I couldn't control my rage and hatred. "Who is Jeremiah?" "That'll be my idiot son who's still in a Batman phase," I instantly looked at him. He was the only one that fit the description. Since we arrived, he never took off the hood of the black cape jacket he wore. The back of the cape had Batman's initials and the whole vibe he was carrying just screamed Prince of Darkness. I thought he was strange from the beginning but it was none of my business. "It's not a phase, Mom," he said, throwing the black shawl over his shoulder. Why is he wearing that? "It's my new style. Dark colors make me extra hot and the whole vibe makes me intimidating,"

I confessed truthfully and watched Blaze flashing his million-dollar smile to the people who were greeting him. Leaning towards my ear, he murmurs, “Me neither. I don’t even have any clue who that guy was, the one who was narrating my childhood earlier” This erupts a series of giggles out of me as he hides his grimace underneath his simple black mask. With his simple black mask covering the upper part of his face, he appeared like the dark knight to me. A really hot one if I may add. His perfectly tailored Kiton suit fit his body like a second skin. The white dress shirt that he wore clung over his body, show-casting the outer lining of his carved muscles that made me drool.

my dad chuckled, kissing his beautiful wife on the cheek. She gave him a pointed glare, "It's not like you saw it coming to so don't get too smart dear husband." Holding his hands up in a surrendering motion, my dad mumbled, "Okay, okay. Jeez, woman!" "If you two are done being weird can I get going. I don't want to be late," I placed the Batman mask over my head and awkwardly stared at them. I still couldn't believe that I would be attending the dance. Alina and I had picked out the costumes a few days ago and I cursed everything that walked the Earth when she managed to find a Batman costume in my size. The only good thing about the costume was that it had no color. Full black was somethin