Male Oc Reborn In Dc Universe Fanfiction Novels & Stories

He ordered and Reece nodded while stepping on the pedal. While they rode down the road, Conri's mind wandered back to three weeks ago. On the day he left his Birth Omega and returned to River Bay. He had offered the Cub the tonic and he began to shift a second later. He seemed confused at first, but it only lasted mere seconds. Then his transformation stopped and his eyes snapped open. He looked down at himself and then at Conri who was staring at him intently. "Conri-" He started, and Conri leaned forward and pulled him into a hug.

Then… the floor beneath him shifted, a hidden trapdoor yanking him into darkness with a scream. I stumbled forward, gripping Damian's arm. His pulse, now human again, thumped under my hand. Sweat and blood coated both of us. I dared to hope—but the chamber wasn't done. Cables sparked violently, walls screeching as the building's hidden mechanisms reacted. The red lights pulsated like a heartbeat of the facility itself, echoing the rapid thrum of my chest. Damian's body quivered, part human, part machine. And I realized—he wasn't just a weapon anymore. He was evolving. And I was trapped with him in the epicenter of his rebirth.

“You again?” I growled. “How dare you? What were you about to do?” The room smelled of fear, sweat, and cheap alcohol. It clung to the walls, soaked into the sheets, and burned my lungs. I could feel myself growing stronger by the second, as though Rebecca’s presence alone was feeding the fire inside me. The ache in my bones eased. My vision sharpened, and my heartbeat steadied and became dangerously powerful. I forced the shift back. My bones cracked softly, my fur receded, and within seconds, I was back in human form once more. The air felt colder against my skin, but my control returned. Rebecca scrambled off the bed immediately and ran to me, pressing herself behind my back.

“Married? Who married you off? I'm still alive and I haven't given my blessings yet.” “Your blessings hold no value in the face of the law. We're legally married.” “What happened to you Kara? You weren't like this, what changed?” “Goodnight Dad. My husband and I are about to get busy. As you know, it's not our first night together. No need to hold back or be shy.” I ended the call and let out a breath I didn't know I was holding. Pierce looked at me, intently. “What are your plans? Where to do intend to start in getting your revenge?”

But no matter how hard I tried, I still couldn't remember who that woman was. Out of the corner of my eye, I caught Frederick's triumphant smile. I hated it. I hated the fact that even after being reborn, I was still going to die at his hands. I couldn't accept it. But it was already too late. My mother raised her whip high. Just as it was about to strike my face, a gunshot rang out from the doorway. "Who gave you the right to lay a hand on my man?"

Simply warning the warriors to back off. Suddenly we feel a sting in our back end. Reba looks quickly and sees a dart sticking out of her hind leg. She starts to run trying to get away, but the toxin is seeping through our blood quickly. I can hear Jackson frantically calling for his warriors to help me, but it is too late. I can feel myself crumbling and the Council warriors cautiously circling me once again. As I feel the drug completely take over, I shift and am lying there naked as I hear a chilling voice faintly, “Well, mate, we finally meet again.”.

That was why, from the very first day I was reborn, I began secretly planning to transfer the assets under his name. This time, I no longer believed in a man's love. I believed only in the money I could hold in my own hands. Ethan kept talking to himself. "By the way, today is our third wedding anniversary. I'll make it up to you properly. I promise—no one will disturb us tonight." He raised three fingers solemnly, swearing an oath. I nodded and replied sweetly, "All right. Whatever you say." Seeing how agreeable I was, Ethan's mood lifted immediately.

An otherworldly agony surged through me; every bone in my body felt shattered, and my vision was completely dyed a stark, vibrant red. In that final moment on the thin line between life and death, through the dimming shadows of my fading consciousness, I vaguely heard a car door fly open with a clang. A tall silhouette ran frantically, desperately toward me. The man's roars were choked and heartbreakingly laced with agony. A familiar, cool scent of agarwood enveloped me as he swept my battered body up into his arms. The icy touch of a sapphire cufflink on his wrist brushed against my blood-soaked skin, jolting my fleeting consciousness one last time.

WARNING: THIS CHAPTER CONTAINS GRAPHIC VIOLENCE AND GORE (DISMEMBERMENT, FEEDING). As Cruella's bones kept changing positions making her vulnerable, the girls thought of it as an opportunity to run but Maeve saw it as an opportunity to get revenge. She was frightened by Cruella's sudden strength but now that she was going through whatever this is, she wanted to teach her a lesson. “Come on Maeve, let's get out of here.” One of her minions said. It's obvious the girl was fucking scared but Maeve cared less.

he said and I just nodded, too drugged to say much. His hands reached for my face and I could feel him tracing my brow, my nose, my lips. "Actually I think this is the best thing that can happen love" he murmured as whatever the doctor gave me took over. "Just forget about everything Scarlet. Let's start over again. Together" I smirked but I was so drowsy I was sure the expression was all in my head. We're not going to be starting anything over Pierce. There was never an us, to begin with.