Superman And Batman Fanfiction Mga Nobela at Kwento

Each man takes a seat, while Declan takes the lead. I know that this is a serious moment, but I can’t help but say out loud. “So this is Justice League headquarters? Does that make you Superman and Declan, Bat Man?” I ask Jaxon At my comment, each man grows quiet, then breaks out into boisterous laughter. Micah pushes my shoulder playfully. “If he’s Superman and Declan is Bat Man, then that makes Connor, Robin.” Connor scowls. “Nah, man, I’m Night Wing. I guess that makes you Aquaman.”

I said as we started eating, “what’s your favorite superhero?” He lit up instantly. “Superman ! He’s the fastest hero ever!” I raised an eyebrow. “Faster than the Flash?” “Way faster,” Noah said with a serious nod. “The Flash can only run fast. Superman can fly and run fast.” “Impressive,” I said, exchanging a smile with Ivy. It felt… natural. Like we’d done this a hundred times before. The way Noah talked about his favorite superheroes, the way Ivy laughed softly at his excitement—it all felt right.

The pain came rushing back. Trust wasn't something you rebuilt overnight. Even when love was involved. Maybe especially when love was involved. My phone buzzed. It was a text from Damien. My heart immediately betrayed me. Again. Damien: Lunch? Public place. Just food. I stared at the message, then stared some more, then locked my phone. Sofia watched me. "What did billionaire Batman want?" I snorted. "Billionaire Batman?" "He broods constantly. The comparison is valid,” she explained.

Maybe Pamela was the love-child of Batman and Cat woman. Before you think that's comic fanboy talk, recall what my life was like at that moment. Tests ensued. The staff decided that Havenstone employed a bunch of quacks and snake charmers. Two hours later, they found out they were wrong. Larger battery of tests – same results. I was the second coming of Christ – back from the dead...or a zombie living in a convincing state of denial. Some folks wouldn't let that go.

Instead, I raised an eyebrow at Nate who suddenly seemed to be lost in his own world. "No, I think it wasn't superman boxers. It was batman ones! Yes! That was it! I remember. He didn't like spiderman but was a great batman fan. Oh! Those were some cool boxers." He was mumbling to himself and I looked at him weirdly. "Geez Nate! Are you sure you're just best friends? Because by the way you're describing his boxers with that smile, I don't think I really want to know the extent of your relationship." I visibly shuddered at yet another mental image of Nate and Adr-... No, don't go there. He let out a deep laugh attracting the attention of the people nearby. Nate finally noticed this and smiled

"Okay okay fine,but uhmm can I tell you a fun fact" "Okay sure, what is this fun fact" "Do you know werewolves just have one soul mate, once they find them they are bond to me together forever" I give him a look "wow how could you get any cheesier" he laughs "Only for you chipmunk" he winks at me "I should get going now" he gives me a nod I fall on my back and before I touch the ground I transform into the bat And fly away "Shit! I almost forgot she can transform I nearly had a heart attack"

"See? Melanie Rose." I nodded slowly. I was still very confused about why she had given it to me. I barely knew this girl and—not to be rude—I was far too popular for her to be talking to me first. "It's a fan-fiction," she explained. "You know, boy on boy?" I flipped through the pages. I came across a very detailed picture of Robin on top of Batman. In my mind, Maxxie was Batman and I was Robin. I smirked—I always knew that Robin was the dominant one in his secret relationship with Batman. John, I'm guessing, saw the picture and his eyes bugged out of his skull. He reached for the book and handed it back to Melanie.