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DC: Cloak & Dagger

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A young teen dies on his way home from the library after studying for his exam, and reincarnates in a totally different world. Initially, he thought he'd live an easy life, maybe copy some famous books & movies etc, but when he saw news of a certain Kryptonian flying through the sky, alongside a Scarlet Speedster protecting Central City, he quickly realized he was in a DC Universe. With nothing aside from his exceptional intelligence, basic knowledge of DC and his fists, Tyrone had a long way to go if he was going to be something special, but after a freak accident makes him cross paths with one Tandy Bowen, his true powers awaken. However, every power has a price. Can Tyrone handle the endless hunger? And can Tandy help him thrive in this ruthless DC World? Find out here! Note - Don't expect perfect Cloak & Dagger representation here. I thought their characters were cool and wanted a fanfic with it. They will be romantically involved eventually and have similarish backstories to their Comics, but this is my story! They will also be stronger than their Comic Counterparts but not to the point of ridiculousness, they still need to train etc. Enjoy!
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