I step out of the ER operating theater, blood soaking the smock a nurse had given me when I first arrived at the hospital, after our combat training Batman had taken me to Wayne General Hospitals, took me to a room and showed me a woman probably in her mid twenties half her body covered in burns, and banged her right limbs had been burnt off to stubs, by an explosion caused in the fallout between Poison Ivy and the Joker.
She was on a respirator near death, I walked over to her without thinking, rested my hand against her minorly injured half, and reached for my warmth, it came to me stronger than when I used it on Bruce or Harley ready and eager to be used.
I guided it into her but whereas before it just kinda did the work on its own autonomy, this time Bruce wanted me to control it to guide it and see if I could minimize the consequences to myself when using it.
I did, it was like I flowed into the woman. I could feel her injuries, all the injuries that she had ever had in her life and my warmth wanted to wash away every single one and make her…better make her whole.
But I concentrated on the recent injuries, and moved to those, healing the burns, where her eye has once been there was a wall blocking me, same as with her leg stump and arm stump.
I gently pushed against the wall and felt more of myself flowing into her. Soon the walls crushed underneath me and I lost control of my warmth and blacked out.
Bruce looked at me with a disapproving scowl underneath his cowl, "You lost control!"
It was a statement…a damnation if I'd ever heard one, "There were barriers and I had to push more of my…me into her to push through them…as soon as they crumbled though…I lost control…" I murmured and looked down at the floor of the Batmobile, my head spinning.
Bruce released a sigh and handed me a Bat-bar and a small bottle of orange juice, "Eat." He told me and there definitely wasn't room to argue and with the way my stomach felt like it was eating itself I didn't feel like arguing either.
"You did a good job of healing her. Regardless of your loss of control she's made a full recovery…" Bruce murmured his voice much gentler than before and it made my heart soar, not him using his gentle big brother voice though that was kinda nice, as I'd never been on the receiving end of it before…but no it was the fact that the woman had made a full recovery, like Harley…that my powers weren't a one and done thing that I could help people in a way I used to dream about and prey to any God that was listening after I lost my grandfather, the man who did the brunt of the work raising me after the abuse of my father's brother, the emotional abuse of that whole side of my family, and the neglectfulness of my mother…to stage four lung cancer…for the ability to heal people who were sick and dying.
"Can you please drop me off near that bar that you came and got me from last night please…I never paid my tab…should go wash dishes or something to pay it off." I asked and Batman chuckled…yes he chuckled.
"Your tab was paid…and from what I hear most of the Villain gave Bart a lot of money to hire you and the band on full time." Batman was snickering now, making me stare at him.
"Are you serious?!"
Batman turned stone faced at my question before nodding in such a serious manner I felt like he was telling me an alien invasion was about to take place.
"Completely…I checked and almost all of the songs you sang don't exist in this world, if you want I can set you up with Wayne Entertainment, and get you in a recording studio…so your gifts aren't solely seen by Villains…" Bruce makes an offer and I can tell that he's uncomfortable with my ease at being around villainy, but when your grandmother is from an old Irish family with a rich history and a grandfather that it gone often on the road for "Work" you kinda get used to those shady types…especially when a lot of your childhood the better parts of it were spent in a bars…or on the road after certain events.
"I'm not that good…" I quickly shot down Bruce's offer only for him to laugh at me, a real laugh and press a button near the steering wheel and then suddenly I was listening to Good Man, the instrumentals weren't quiet where they needed to be for the lyrics but the singer was amazing.
"Wow, I have to go to that person's concert?" I quickly said and Bruce's laughter went up in pitch.
"Hey, why are you laughing at me?!" I questioned feeling a little miffed.
"That's you…" Bruce stage whispered and I felt my world spinning again…for however many times that day.
"BULLSHIT, I can't sing for Shit!" I shouted and Bruce shrugged in an uncommitted manner, seeing Batman shrug like that was jarring to say the least…it was such a carefree action…the man seemed so at ease and at peace right then.
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I sigh as I pull the smock and operating mask off, and flop down on a bench…mentally exhausted…I had lost a baby but saved it's mother… 'The child was a stillbirth…Hera…right Grandmother Hera warned you resurrection was beyond your scope of abilities at least for now…' I internally groan as the conversation from earlier somes back to me.
I feel myself blush as Wonder Woman enters the Bat-cave, why? because her ex-boyfriend is a guy who will not give up the idea that we're brother's no matter how much I try to convince him otherwise.
"Hello, Angel, Bruce." Wonder Woman greets us and I can't help but remember the other night...with Ivy, Harley, Barbara, Cheetah, Selena and Diana who had been in her civies...and as it turns out is actually good friends with Harley, Ivy and Catwoman.
"Hey Diana." Both Bruce and I greet Diana, though Bruce's voice is tinged with regret and loss, there had been a true connection between the two...at least I guess that from his awkward body language...the fact that he heard me bragging to myself about popping Wonder Woman's dick cherry is probably the reason why.
"Angel after the other night and feeling...what was it that you called it...your warmth…? I had a suspicion of your origins because your warmth is surprisingly similar to a cousin of mine that disappeared years ago after having an affair with a mortal."
'What does that have to do with me?' I wonder, and another woman suddenly appears next to Diana...she looks like her chestier...wider hipped hentai version...with violet eyes.
"Th-this is Hera.... she's here to check something..."
"I can already tell Diana... he's her son... he's a demigod that was born in the world beyond the bleed...when his divine spark activated that world actively ejected him...the fact he survived being forcefully sent here through the Bleed…is…a miracle…"
"What are you talking about? My father was a farmer and my mother was a party girl, who made a bad decision! I'm not some demi-god just like I'm not his brother you are all fucking nuts!" I shout I'd had enough of this enough, enough of people telling me my parents weren't my parents and that my family wasn't my family and trying to replace them.
Suddenly Hera is standing right in front of me and cupping my cheek, "You're hurting and lost, my grandson...so, so I will forgive you this time...let me show you...how I know you're my blood." She murmurs and kisses my forehead and suddenly I'm looking at my mother...when she was younger...before she had me... except she was wearing a toga.
"That is my daughter...your mother...her divinities were in healing and song...she has such a lovely voice she could charm all of the gods...and a warmth and gentleness to her that even the most violent and cruel became docile towards her...does that sound like anyone you know?" Hera asks me gently and then I see it my mother falling in love with Thomas Wayne, finding out she was pregnant and had broken the pact set in place between all the pantheons... fearing for her unborn son's life she went to Hera and asked for help, Hera opened a portal to a world separated from their own by a barrier that not even the most powerful entities of the universe could bypass without having their immortality and divinities completely stripped from them.
My mother became her identity in this new world, and gave birth to me seeing that I was healthy and alive. Hera never opened the portal to look again being that it was too taxing on her...
I came back to the Bat-cave and I was crying...my mother had been a goddess but she gave it all up for me, 'That's why she hated me...and left me alone so much or shoved me off onto others...'
"I can not tell the full scope of your abilities but…I will warn you that judging by your current level of divinity…resurrection is beyond you…and if attempted…it will be of equal exchange your mortal life for their's…" with those parting words Hera hugs me…which I have to admit makes me feel all warm and fuzzy inside before she pulls back and plants a chaste kiss against my lips, suddenly I hear her voice in my head.
"Treat your cousin well…she paid a steep price to have me come here today…" Hera says in my mind and when I look at Diana I see her rubbing her arms together…as if she's trying to get warm. That's when I see her shackle like vambraces are gone.
'Diana…gave up…those for me…but aren't they like a literal part of her?' I wonder and while I'm looking at Diana in worry I feel two items pressed into my hands by Hera, looking down I find golden vambraces and a small smirk on the woman's lips…before she fades away leaving just Diana, Bruce and I alone in the Bat-cave.
"Diana you…" I start to say but she smiles at me. It's lacking in the confidence I had seen the night we were together but it's vulnerable and full of complicated emotions.
"It was a price worth paying to get you the answers you seeked…and after our union…I no longer need the vambraces to control my powers….though I'm still as vulnerable to bullets as I was before…" Diana develops a rosy hue in her cheeks.
I get off of the table Bruce had me sitting on while he ran some tests, "Hera gave me these…to give to you…" I murmur for some reason feeling really shy.
"Y-yes…"
"So umm here…" I continue to say awkwardly I don't know why but it felt like there was something very important happening right now, and when Diana held out her wrists to me but didn't take the cuffs I put them on her and felt…something pass between us and now I could feel Diana, as much as I could see her.
"Uhh, I'm going to the hospital…I need some time to digest everything…and-and…" I kinda panicked and fled from both Bruce and Diana, feeling like a pussy but I just had to get out of there…and now I'm here at the hospital reeling once more.
An older nurse came over and starts rubbing my back with a genuine look of sympathy on her face, "It's never easy to lose a little one like that…but you did everything you could…your abilities are a godsend, young man never doubt them or the good you've done since coming here." The woman leaves me with those parting words and for some reason they do make me feel better.
Getting up I release a sigh, "Better go find Diana and find out what exactly me putting those cuffs on for her meant…" I groan as I get up not from any physical exhaustion but mental…definitely gonna go see Harley after even if her, Ivy and Bruce are right that we should keep our distance from one another while the Joker is still in the wind.