DC Comics: Chaos Comics

by SevenWays 56

Rating: teen
Tags: Discord, Gore, My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic, Alternate Universe, Human, Drama, Science Fiction, King Sombra, Tantabus, Other, Adventure, Crossover, Sex
Length: 14513

Arriving on a unknown world with his memory gone and no idea how or why he got their. Discord decides to take up being a Superhero in this world. Follow him as the Spirit of Chaos takes up a new role as one of earths greatest heroes!

Waking up with no memories of his past the Spirit of Chaos, Discord finds himself lost at the Dawn of the Age of heroes on the planet Earth. With nothing better to do or anyway to find out how and why he decides to do something to keep from being bored.

He is now the Superhero known as Everfree! Yep he really calls himself that.

"Would he ever find the answers he seaks? Can he keep his selfesh voice at bay? And can he make Batman give up his brooding over his dead parents?"

"The answer is no now stop bugging me Discord!"

"Ok Fine."

Reboot of DC Comics: Discord, Spirit of Chaos

All right resevered to both Hasbro, and DC Comics, All chapters are Issue based.

Published 2017-02-07 22:40:01 UTC
Last updated 2017-05-04 16:49:53 UTC

Issue 0: Origins

Heavy Clouds hung in the sky with purple lighting arching all around signaling to those down below. The change in weather was quite sudden for the city goers by surprise but it was nothing to be concerned about. A bolt of Lightning flashed downwards almost hitting a car as it struck into the street for a brief moment turning the used but still reliable asphalt into a checkerboard. Several dozen more came streaking down each time altering whatever it struck for a few seconds, traffic signs turned into stripped trees, cars floated in the air, and a tree said, “I am a Tree!” traumatizing a dog for the rest of it’s life

Finally one final bolt of lightning came down streaking in a dark alleyway and with that as soon as the storm appeared it was gone and with it the weirdness that had happened. Within the dark alleyway a person awoke with a groans picking himself before leaning on the wall as he slowly became more aware of his surroundings. He looked at his hand as he spoke asking himself, “What’s going on where am I?” He looked around noticing only a alleyway between two old and slowly crumbling buildings, “Who… who am I!?” He focused in his head but it was all a fg a mess all he got was flashes of words, useless knowledge about something called magic and names for things but almost nothing about nothing about him.

He only knew one thing and it was a name that he knew was his, Discord Faustson. That was it. That was all he knew about himself. He noticed a window in front of him and walked up to it to see his reflection. Staring back at him was what looked like a man in his late 20s early 30s, with light brown tanned skin silver unckelped hair, with a small matching beard. His scarce where yellow while his iris and pupils were red. The outfit he had on was a simple black shirt with brown jeans.

He wondered out of the alleyway looking around as beings who looked kinda like him passed by as a name was put to what they were in his mind, “Humans.” A strange part of him was confused as he could have sworn something was off really off about them. It was as if he had a picture of what they should look like but it didn’t match with what he saw.

“In further news today the long isolationist nation of Themyscira has recently sent its first ambassador…” Discord’s mind seem to tuned out what was being said as he started at the thing though the window unable to find a name for it.

A paper was lying down on a bench which he did recognize the name for a newspaper. Picking it up he couldn’t understand anything written on it at first but then something strange happened, “Superman saves the day, The bat of Gotham stops underground drug ring, tragedy at Star Labs, mysterious wind in Central City a new hero?” He could understand what was written but he also couldn’t read it.

“Strange…” He said under his breath before continuing his aimless walk as he tried to understand what was going on with both the world around him as well as himself. Discord stopped as he saw a bunch of people just standing in front of him looking at a metal pole while what looked like small trains zipped past them, ‘No that’s not right their’s no tracks, it kinda looks like a metal carriage though, I think know the name of the object somewhere, oh that’s right it’s a car!’

Given how hard it was to remember the name for the thing he had expected it to be a rare, obscure item but looking around he saw cars zip by on the street all around he wondered how he would have trouble remembering such a thing if it was its common. That still didn’t answer his question though why were the people in front of him waiting? He looked at the man dressed in a suit before he heard something in his mind, “Why did I come to this city again? It’s just a forgetful place between Gotham and Metropolis, I don’t understand what corporate sees in this place.”

Discord blinked at this dumbfounded. That wasn’t his thoughts and if he had to guess he would say he had read the man's thoughts. Strangely he didn’t feel all that surprised by this. In fact he felt like he knew he could do this. He then focused on the others as he dug deeper past the thoughts and into their memories as he learned what was going on. Didn’t take him long to learn they were waiting to cross the road, yet he didn’t stop there he almost hungrily eat up information about where he was. In the end he learned he was in a country called the United States, the cities name of Midway, the name for the strange box thing alone with something called the internet, and even how to read english.

He focuses on others around him the drivers in the cars and the passersby learning so much about things, some of which he probably shouldn’t like safe notes, credit card numbers, social security numbers, home addresses and the like. ‘I should probably stop now…’

“Please God someone help me!”A voice screamed in his head as Discord turned to the right as he felt it was coming from over there. Focusing he could feel two minds one of a young woman and the other of somebody who thoughts were… unsavory. Two voices spoke to him telling him what he should do. One voice which sounded like him but with a strangely smug tone wanted nothing of it just to leave the girl to her fate. After all it wasn’t him why should he care what others wanted or did? The second voice however sounded like a soft feminine voice of a shy girl telling him he should help the girl or at the very least try to end whatever was happening peacefully.

The second voice was familiar to him yet he couldn’t quite put his finger on whose name it was. All he knew is he cared for the owners opinion of him for some reason and that caused him to both complete joy, and made him completely pissed. It was actually a exciting feeling, as well as annoying as he knew he was going to regret this somehow. He took off running down the street to the alleyway as he saw a lady backed into a corner with a gun pointed at her and a sadistic smile on his face. Having looked into his mind he knew he wasn’t just after her money. “Hey listen I don’t think she’s into the whole being held at gunpoint thing, so let her go, and maybe you should get therapist as well?” Discord snarked capturing the lowlife’s attention.

He turned around pointing the gun at him as he shot him a glare, “Leave us be or I’ll pump you full of lead! This doesn’t concern you got it!” He yelled threatening him. Discord wasn’t intimidated at all by this. Actually he felt the need to laugh at the guy. Even with the gun pointed at him he didn’t feel as though his life was in any danger.

Discord’s face hardened into a glare as he just walked up to him, “Yeah that’s not gonna happen, option one is still on the table though.” The thug shot a glare at the, to his perspective, idiot and fired his gun right in his chest. The sound of the bullet bouncing off the ground was heard as Discord looked down at his shirt noticing the hole in it. That was about the only thing damaged as his skin was intact, “... ouch.” He casually commented.

The thug started to panic at this. He started shooting over and over each time the bullets bounced off him with Discord dryly saying, “Ow” being the only indication they had hit until Discord grabbed the gun out of his hands. Discord held it up before he crushed it and spoke to the attempted rapist dryly, “I’m going to slap you now.” Discord then did as he said slapping him over the face knocking the man out, and maybe breaking his jaw if the sound of breaking bones was anything to go by.

Discord turned to the still somewhat frighten woman and commented still with a casual tone in his voice, “You should call the local police, oh and sorry about the whole mess mama.” With that Discord just turned around looking at his shot up shirt for a moment. It was strange that he wasn’t hurt by a bullet yet that man was well out like a light when he held back, ‘Note to self humans are fragile creatures… hold back.’

Thinking about that actually caused Discord to contemplate something. Was he even human? Come to think of it he felt something deep within him. Something he had a name for, ‘Magic.’ Humans didn’t have magic at least that much he thinks. He might be wrong about that but even if he was what kinda human can crush metal with his bare hands and take a bullet without being hurt? ‘So I’m not a human walking around on a planet full of them. Does this mean I’m all alone a strange in a strange land with no one to get me and feeling torn between home and the earth and realizing I could never truly belong to either?’ Discord had a bit of a laugh, “Yeah like I would feel angst over something like that I mean who spends their time thinking about that? It almost sounds as bad as someone purposely destroying their life over a trauma without finding happiness and dressing up like I don’t know a nocturnal flying creature while making the tragic event into a pointless angst trip to the point you want to beat happiness into them.”

Miles away in Gotham a certain bat-themed Dark Knight had the feeling he was going to punch someone in the face for mocking him. He didn’t who and he didn’t know when but as soon as he saw the guys face he was going to punch him. He then went back to looking at the photo of his dead parents.

Discord sat down on a bench as he thought about his good deed, “You know seeing how I have no idea who I am, and I might not know for awhile I guess I should do something so I don’t get bored.” Discord picked up another discarded newspaper, wondering for a moment how these things still exist with the internet and TV, and saw a picture of Superman with the headline, “Superman stops a runaway train.” A grin started to form on Discord’s face as he just had his answer, 'I know what I’ll become a Superhero, it would be fun and a great why to relieve the boredom of not knowing who I am, all I need is a name and a costume.'

The sounds of gunfire as a trio of armed men walked into the bank wielding what was obviously black market bought military grade assault rifles. The leader yelled out to the panicked people backed away ducking as he fired into the ceiling to get their attention, “Everyone on the ground now!” The people in the bank either hoping to make a withdraw, put their money in or complain about their own poor financial choices by blaming the bank all laid themselves on the ground as the leader turned to the guy on his left, “You stay with the hostages me and Tony are going to go make a withdraw.” Unknown the the three men someone saw what they were doing and slowly floated down to stop them.

When the two guys came back the vault with bags of money on their back they found that the cops had finally made it and their partner just standing their with their hostages gone. The thug called Tony walked up to their partner almost dumbfounded by this, “Mickey what the fuck happened we told you to guard the hostages!”

“Mickey” just started to laugh at this before turning around as his eyes though the ski mask weren't the eyes of their partner as the fake simply said in a mocking tone, “Oh your friend kinda unconscious and with the police… like the both of you in a moment.” The illusion dropped down as standing before them was Discord appeared before them wearing a blue tight outfit with two brown gloves and a red cloak adoring his shoulders, “Now how about we do this the easy way…”

“Waste him!” The leader screamed as they opened fire with Discord summoning up a purple barrier at the last moment. As the sounds of shooting stopped the two of them just looked at their bullets stuck in the purple colored wall while Discord just shoot them a glare, “How dare you interrupt me when I’m talking don’t you know how rude that is?” He brought his arms down as the barrier disappeared and the bullets just feel on the ground, “Now look at this you made a mess! I swear it’s like your parents didn’t even raise you right.” Discord gathered a ball of energy in his hands as he just sighed, “Oh well maybe time in jail will fix that.”

Outside a flash of light was seen before Discord came dragging the unconscious criminals out both covered in what looked like cream cheese, “Sorry about the mess these two just had to pick option number two also they have no manners someone call up their mothers so they can yell at them.” Discord dropped the two in front of the cops while the third was already being untied from the grass rope he was bound in. Discord gave a slight blow, “Officers.”

One of the cops walked up a bit unsure about all of this. It was kinda nice that the situation didn’t escalate on the other hand he had thought he was done with these kinds of things when he left Gotham, “Ahh thanks…” The cop just looked at the get up, “Who are you exactly?”

Discord gave a smile, “I am Everfree, and i’m a hero for fun.” With that the newly dubbed Everfree jumped into the air and flew away while the coop just gave a sigh. Maybe he should have gone to Coast City after all.

Author's Note

Behold Discord Faustson, the Superhero Everfree!

Yes the name is terrible but eh, t this point Discord isn't really trying to be a superhero he just sees this as a kind of way to past the time and keep himself from being bored so he put like zero effort in name and costume.

Also Faustson... yeah I'm not backing down that's my idea for his last name. It means well, Son of Faust :P

Issue 1: The Crystal

Discord sait down on the couch in his makeshift living space snapping his fingers with the TV on as he cooked what looked like a mix of old foodstuffs and pieces of metal in an old frying pan. It had been just over a week since he had made his debut as the Superhero Everfree. Seeing as how he was going to need a place to stay when crime was dry, or when he wanted to sleep, eat, or got bored. He was now living in the basement of a rundown warehouse he had turned into a living space. It mostly consisted of a makeshift kitchen using a metal ball to cook, a old couch, a TV Discord had fixed that somehow got HD channels, a radio and a bed he found in a old warehouse.

It wasn’t much but hey he wasn’t complaining. In fact he felt like one of those what did humans call it? Pinnoris?, “Nah that sounds lame.”

With a snap the channel changed as the news came on with the attractive anchor girl on the TV was talking about the latests events, “A jewelry heist was stopped today by the newest hero Everfree, when police got to the scene they found the robbers tangled in toffee hanging upside down with clown noses on their head… Seriously?” The anchor woman was finding the report hard to believe.

“Toffee? I was sure it was a fusion of cotton candy and gum not toffe!” Discord reached into a box and tossed some rust nails into his mouth the sounds of metal crushing under his teeth was heard before he swallowed them. For some reason what people considered food, made him throw up but what they saw as uneditable was perfectly find for him. Instead of wondering why he could eat like this, he was mad that the news were making up lies about him, “I’m a hero for fun! And where is the note! I gave the police a note!”

Discord put down his box of nails off to the side as the news continued, “In other news Batman…” Discord turned off the tv with a snap finding it boring.

“Oh well no skin off my bones.” Discord pulled out his meal and started to cut into it with a knife, “You know that got me thinking Batman…. Just who is Batman anyway?” Discord pulled out a few of the newspapers he had found lying in dumpsters, “Hmmm he dress like a bat so he must be a bat, no he must fear bats and fearing bats is a sign of wealth, wealth equals loneliness… or was it power?” Discord went with the second one as he typed away on a useless keyboard, “Power means enemies meaning no parents, as having parents mean he has no power, this all points to one conclusion.” Discord then tapped a image of the billionaire playboy Bruce Wayne, “Bruce Wayne is Batman because he has power and power means wealth and the Batman is wealthy.” Discord had a smile at this try and true logic had found out the secret identity of Batman.

Discord gave a snap as his superheroes outfit flew over it him melt onto his body and then formed into place as Discord stretched his arms, “Whelp time to continue my hobby.”

Discord watched from up above as night hanged over the city. Their wasn’t much going on today it seemed. Sure he stopped a mugger, who really thought a switch blade would hurt him, and broke up a drunken fight that got out of hand. Also turns out he’s immune to getting drunk for some reason. “Eh, maybe they are hiding out I mean let's see I’m like what the fifth or sixth superhero to appear after Superman?” Maybe he was off about that but last he checked their was the super fast person in Central city, Batman and Superman, a floating Green glowing man who seemed to have disappeared about a week ago and now himself.

Discord held his hand out as he spoke a headline, “The Age of Superheroes, a new Golden Age or the worse years of Earth?” Discord liked the sound of that. If he ever got a interview he would be such to give that report the headline. He looked down from his perch to see police cars zooming along and most likely to something. Discord floated off the perch and flew after them as he finally had something to do.

The sounds of gunfire was heard through the streets as a black armored van speed down the street with the police hot on their tale. Inside the van set the criminals prize, well the object their employer wanted. Pulling out a suit case showing a black and red crystal that seemed to glow amoiusly. One of the crocks looked at it as a feeling of fear surged through his spine, “Something isn’t right about that thing,”

Another of the crocks looked at it with similar thoughts in mind as he felt a voice speak to him from the thing, “I think I can hear it speak…” He reached out to it, “Maybe we should touch it… it wants me to…” At that the suitcase closed as the leader knocked his hand away.

He gave them both a glare, “Knock it off both of you I don’t want any lip the boss is paying us a fortune to deliver this to him in Gotham.” He didn’t know why but his employer said that the crystal would grant him power, power like the kind those heroes where said to have. It seemed like a stretch, what could some ancient crystal do that could grant power like that, and why was it in a museum? “Now until we can get the fuzz off our tale and into the safe house I want the two of you to be quite.”

Outside the van had just about finally got away from the police and everything looked like it was going as they had planned. The driver was shocked as someone feel from the sky landing in the road. Discord had a smile as he slammed his firsts into the vans front shouting, “YOU SHALL NOT PASS!”, As he did so in what sounded like he was that wizard from those movies. With a heave he lifted up the van. With a punch he ripped into the vehicle and ripped out the engine block his body covered in the motal oil and gasoline as he did, “I think some of it got in my mouth!” Discord screamed before he licked it off his lips, “Actually this doesn’t taste half bad.”

Discord dropped the van into the ground as the doors tossed open as the robbers came out opening fire on Discord. While the bullets didn’t break his skin, he could still feel them hitting him and boy did he find this annoying, “It’s just like Superman all over again!” One of the robbers yelled at the sight.

“Yeah sure I’m immune to bullets but can still feel the pain… who’s idea was this I wonder?” Discord turned his eyes looking upward at this before the rounds finally stopped as they had finally ran out of bullets in their magazines, “Ok how about this you put down the guns and return what you stole and I well forget the fact you basically just unloaded police issue bullets into my body…” He noticed his tattered outfit, “and ruined my outfit.” With a snap he fixed up his clothes and started walking up to them cracking his knuckles, “Please choose choice B.”

While most of them seemed to stand their ground, rather reluctantly, a few just turned around and started running, “Screw this I’m out.” One of them screamed as they raced away from him.

Discord rolled his eyes before snapping his fingers as the asphalt below their feed suddenly melted and trapping their shoes and causing them to fall into it, “Yeah no you all get option B, I’m a goin to beat you down.”

Within the van the leader of the ground watched as Discord started to beat on those who had fired on him using his magic, his fists and a rubber chicken? “I’ve seen everything.” He groaned before holding the case in hand as he sunk out with Discord not looking or the wiser, “Sorry guys but hey look at the bright side… more for me.”

Gotham, the name of the city pictured a hive of scum, criminals, thieves and now the raise of super villains and it’s own superhero, in the loose sense of the word, in the semi-mysterious Batman. At first the bat was believe to be nothing but urban myth first the first few months until the first reasonable sighting happened a year and half ago.

It seemed the city couldn’t get a break as just when the normal crime started to go down mad men and women started to appear. If you ask someone about the reason for this they could point to two local legends. The first one was that a coven of witches were hanged within colonial times and in their dying moments cursed the ground the city was founded on. The second one, most commonly known as a nursery rhyme, was that a secret society ruled the city in the shadows, and over the years had made it this way.

Looking out his window a young man took a sip of wine as he heard the door to his business open up. Not even looking away he spoke in a calm tone, “I had just saw the news, it’s unfortunate that you and your associates had a run in with the newest hero.” He turned around in his chair as he saw the suitcase in the hands of his hiring, “But at the very least you got me my package.”

“Yeah I risked myself to get you this so I better get my pay.” The man before him growled. It was a bit harder to get to Gotham then he had planned. Seemed “Everfree” as he called himself wasn’t the detective type as he wasn’t following him, or he could have been lucky.

A nod was given by the boss. He pulled out another suitcase opening it up showing the piles of unmarked 100 dollar bills, “As I promised you, and seeing how you brought it to me yourself you get all of it.” He closed the suitcase getting up and handing it to him.

“Alright.” The criminal handed the suitcase containing the crystal to him as he started to think about what he could do with this much cash. The boss placed the suitcase on his table and opened it showing the crystal in it’s glory. A smile came over him as he heard the gentle sounds of a dark voice could be heard on his ears.

“You know the story about this thing right?” The boss questioned as the crock just stood there, “It is said that this… this crystal was found in Rome it drove the senate mad made them kill Caesar, caused booth Nero and Caligula to lose their sanity, there's even accounts it spoke to an artist in Austria or to a man from the country of Georgia.” The boss took it into it’s hands, “Yet none of them know the true power, the true power of this thing.” With a ting he broke the crystal causing a swirling mass of darkness to envolap the room.

A deep menacing laughter was heard as the darkness circled around the boss before forcing its way inside his mouth. It was over in seconds but the man dropped down on his knees gasping for air before a dark glow covered his body as his hair seemed to changed from a rich brown into a shadowy black his skin turned slightly grey and his eyes, two wisps of dark purple flowed right off them as he stood back with his smile accompanied with fangs, “It has been so long since I’ve had a body.” He spoke in a deep voice that sent chills down the hired thugs spine.

“I’m just going to…” He headed for the door only for it to be covered in a strange black crystal.

“Where’s the rush? It’s been centuries since I had a body…” The possessed man had a sadistic grin on his face, “How about you stay so I can test it out?”

In the swamp a body was found rotting away with maggots and vultures picking at it. A figure dressed in a dark grey suit with a black cap and call looked down at the body in question. Despite the decomposition he could still make out the bones shattered from force the organs cut open by hand and the signs of teeth marks on the bones of the arm. Someone had tortured this man, mutated his corpse, and even showed signs of eating him.

Reaching down the darkly clad person fished out something from the corpse. A black crystal that was wedge within his neck right behind the spinal column, “It almost looks like the crystal that was stole a few days ago.” He said to himself remembering the news report. It seemed the newest hero, if he could be called that as his researched into him had yelled that he calls what he was doing, “Fun”, had missed one of the robbers. Pocketing it into his belt he turned around heading back into the city while the bat signal shown itself in the sky.

Author's Note

Oh boy looks like two heroes are going to be meeting!

Also how do you like it so far? I figured that I might be off on who appeared when but eh.

Issue 2: Gotham

Lighting arched up above as the storm clouds gathered above the city that Discord looked out from the other side of the river hovering just in the air top it. According to the police report it seems that one of the goons had escaped when Everfree took down the others and just a day ago a body was found rotting in the swamp near Gotham. 'A rotting body found a day after a Criminal escapes me means that the criminal's boss killed him when he got to Gotham.’

As Discord flew into the city he took time to remember what he had learned about the “Great City” he was visiting, ‘Gotham a crime ridden city with something like a dozen crime syndicates either headquartered in or have major dealing in the city, police force is so horribly corrupt that it makes either corrupt police forces look good, oh and they have a prison called Arkham Asylum which the inmates keep breaking out.' Landing on a rooftop Discord blinked as he replayed the whole thing in his head, “Ok. What. The. Fuck? Why do people still live here?”

While he would like to debate the machistic outlook of the people of Gotham in regards to the place they called home he did catch something out the corner of his eye. A lone figure swinging from the rooftops over Gotham. “Well considering that’s not the Bug from Major comics it has to be Batman.”

If anyone knew anything about the whole mess and willing to help him out it had to be Batman. Flying over to the patch Discord silence landed right behind him before speaking in a casual tone, “Yo Batman what;s up?” The Dark Knight turned around to see the hero Everfree walking up to him. His eyes narrowed before his first reached out and punched Everfree in the face. Discord winced back for a moment while Batman fought back the pain in his hands. It felt like he had punched through a brick wall, “Ouch why would you do that?!” Discord demanded.

Batman glare faded a bit but didn’t disappear as he answered his question, “Sorry I had the overwhelming urge to do so.” Batman looked away to continue his watch over his city. He didn’t want to admit it but hitting him in the face felt surprisingly good.

“Yeah I probably deserved that one,” Discord walked back to the edge next to him before he spoke up again, “Anyway I’m looking for something that was stolen from as museum and the person in question must have been employed by one of the crime families so I came to check it out however seeing as I have no real idea where to look I thought maybe you could help me.” Discord gave him a cheerful smile as the Dark Knight turned to him having heard his case, “So what do you say Bruce?”

For a moment the city seemed to have become quite after those words left Discord’s mouth. Batman froze up for a moment before he gave Everfree a glare and spoke in a low and threatening tone, “How do you know?” Everything he had on Everfree, which wasn’t much seeing how he just appeared less than month ago, but the fact that Everfree just casually talk about who he was under the mask. He had to be either a super genius or heaven forbid a greater detective them himself.

“I know because Batman is wealthy, wealth means power and power means loneliness so you have no parents and no parents mean, that you are Bruce Wayne cause Bruce Wayne has power and Batman has wealth.” Discord explained his logic on how he uncovered Batman’s secret.

Batman didn’t move as he process how he had come about his secret identity. “Your serious?” Batman question with disbelieve slipping though his tone and a bit on his face.

“Yep I’m serious, I used logic to figure it all out I’m quite proud of myself.”

“That isn’t logic…” Batman deadpanned at the possibly crazy person.

“Yeah I know but eh, I guessed and I was right. Don’t worry I won’t tell anyone your identity I swear on the name of my mother Faust.” Discord sait over the ledge, “So what you say about teaming up?”

Batman weighed the pros and cons about this. On one hand it seemed that heroics was at best a hobby for Everfree, he seemed mentally unstable (the irony is not lost to Batman), and knew his identity and he had no idea what Everfree was capable of. Well that last part wasn’t completely true he had two theories on it, the first was he was a metahuman or an alien, and the second was that he was magical like John Zatara, and his daughter Zatanna.

Batman had a feeling he was going to regret this somehow. “Fine.” Batman answered. Discord was surprisingly calm about this giving him a nod.

“Alright then seeing how you know more about the city you should lead.” Discord floated up into the air in front of him before he notice something was missing, “Wait a minute where is the other guy? Robin that’s right where is he?” Discord questioned as he realized that their was a missing boy wonder.

Batman decided to ignore it. Everfee asked a lot of questions already and Batman was still unsure of his motives. Besides Robin had left on his own and Batan wasn’t in the mood to talk about it.

Sombra walked through the warehouse as his men looked on with slight fear in their eyes as he passed by. After his upgrade their boss had decided to give a small show of force. At that he had the more disloyal members brought to him and well the sounds of the brutal torture and walking out covered head to toe in their blood was a hell of a way to scare the rest into submission. Sombra walked up to his lieutenant holding a suitcase in his arms. “I trust you have it?” Sombra questioned in a calm and somewhat friendly tone.

The lieutenant gave a nod hiding any fear if he had it. “Yes sir.” He handed Sombra the suitcase. The crime boss opened it up and had a smile as he picked out what was in it. A small vial was held one in front of his face as a smile came over his face, “Scarecrow’s fear toxin, hard to get seeing how the GCPD and the damn Bats destroy all of it or render it useless.”

Sombra looked as the vail before placing it back in the suitcase, “Yes it’s unfortunate that Crane isn’t willing to sell it out.” Insanity it seems wasn’t good for your long-term planning, “Now then you said something about our partner being a mole?”

A few moments later they were outside as the trunk to the lieutenant car opened showing a man in his mid thirties tied up and gagged, “Yep turns out he’s with the FBI.” He handed Sombra the guys badge. Sombra reached in and pulled the tied up man by his neck lifting him up.

Sombra gave him a dark look, “I’m shock truly I am.” His glare intensified as his voice deepened, “I had though I made it clear about traitors.” His voice sent chills down the man's spine. Sombra turned to his men, “Excuse me while I reeducate this man.” Sombra pulled out a steak knife from his pocket as the rest of them took off at this. They actually felt bad for the poor guy.

“You know how did this come to be actually I mean did you get workers to make the cave?” Discord commented as he looked out at a few of Batman’s things within the batcave, “Cause I’m surprised no one hasn’t put it together if that’s the case.”

“This was a natural cave that one of my ancestors turned into a mine at one point.” Batman explained to Discord. He was right he was regretting this. Everfree didn’t seem to stop asking questions, commenting on everything, or when Alfred came down asking him if he ever called Batman “A stupid boy.” He was just about ready to kick him out of his cave and out of Gotham, and maybe take a day off. Batman continued to ignore the talkative guest as he typed away his computer pulling up his file, “James DePlour a grandson of French Immigrants known criminal who has done work outside of Gotham for the crime families turned up dead in the swamp less than a week ago.”

“Yeah I flew over it on my way here…” Discord placed his hand on his chin as he took a moment to reflect on something he felt while flying over it, “I think I felt a dark presence within it did Gotham happen to have a Witch Coven? A cannibalistic tribe of death worshipers? A demon chained by ancient priests?”

Batman shot him a glare as he continued to rumble on about everything, “Can you even focus?!” He growled catching Discord’s attention. It was like he was dealing with a five year old. A five year old who could punch through cars, summon objects into existence from magic, and was nigh-bullet proof, and that was just the stuff Batman knew he could do.

“Sorry I’m not used to doing something for this long.” Discord apologized, “Anyway did he have anything on him or in him when you found his corpse before the police?”

Batman didn’t speak as both him and Discord turned their heads to the piece of crystal keep in a glass container on one of Batman's tables. Discord walked up to it as his mind recalled what it was, “A Umbrum Crystal? No…” Discord placed his hand over it, “A crystal made from Umbrum magic.” Discord’s face took a somber look as he focused on the glass it opening as the crystal floated slightly above his hand.

“Umbrum?” Batman questioned, “You know what it is?”

Discord turned back to him before looking at the crystal, “Truthfully? I have forgotten most of my life and it seems A bit of what I know but I remember this now,” Discord turned to Batman his guise a full one eighty from the person Batman meet a few hours ago. “The Umbrum are a race of beings magical spirits born from darkness, anger, hate, pride, deceit and they are powerful, their magic can even bend time and space.” Discord suddenly had a realization, “That Crystal they took it held one and they must have set it free.”

Batman’s scroll harder at this. Lunatics with poisons, guns and weird mutations he had dealt with regularly. A magical creature who could bend time and space? The only magic users he knew of was John his daughter, Zatanna, and Everfree. John was dead, Zatanna and him haven’t talked in years and even then she probably had no idea what a Umbrum was and it could take him a few days to track her down time which he probably did not have given this thing could warp it. That just left Everfree, the person standing right in front of him, who knew what it is and was probably his best bet. For a moment Batman wondered if fate loved to torment him. “Can you track him or something?” If he questioned.

Discord held the crystal in his heads before shaking his head, “Trust me if the Umbrum was freed I could trace its magical trail like their was no tomorrow, however that’s the thing I can’t feel it’s magic anywhere.” Discord closed his fist as the crystal glow under his power becoming nothing within it, “However it seems this one is hiding it, my only guess is it’s using a host possessing someone not unlike a demon would yet in a more symbiotic fashion as long as it doesn’t use to much of it’s magic it would remind hidden from me.”

A game of cat and mouse was nothing new to Batman. He had done this dance before with the Joker after all, but this felt different. He had nothing on his enemy and yet his foe wasn’t in a rush to reveal himself to him. Discord’s serious look faded away as he started to fly, “Eh, we shouldn’t worry about it now I mean why be paranoid about?” He gave Bruce a sheepish smile, “Don’t worry the moment something happens I’ll come right back here and fix the mess until then I going to see the world's first Superhero who knows maybe he’ll be more friendly then you Bruce.” Discord gave him a fellow salute and disappeared before his eyes in a flash of light.

A few moments pass by as Batman sat back in his computer, feeling a headache coming on.

Author's Note

Discord has meet Batman... poor Batman.

Before anyone asks who John Zatara and Zatanna are. John Zatara was a stage Magician who also happened to be av actual Magic user. He taught Bruce most of his escape artist skills in canon. So yeah Batman may or may not have known that Magic was real before he became Batman.

Next Up Discord is heading to meet Superman!

Issue 3: Man of Steel

Author's Note

Warning: The following chapter contains a joke or two on the modern social climate.

Superman Purist Warning: I am updating Clark's job a bit as newspapers are a dying medium. If you can't take it... I'm not sorry.

Issue 3: Man of Steel

Discord walked around the streets of Metropolis taking the sights while the people passing him by just looked at him in part cause his outfit which he was currently wearing with a miss match of blue jeans with a chain off to the side, a Hawaiian shirt, a cowboy hat and green sunglass with combat boots. “Maybe I should have picked a better outfit.” Discord reached into his pocket and pulled out his smartphone before turning it on to look through the internet to amaze himself.

It was made from a bunch of broken smartphones he just mixed together until it worked and powered it with his magic. He tapped away coming across a news article online, “Everfree spotted though five cities possible nomad hero?” He read the article out loud. Seemed that each time a new hero popped up into the public eye people took notice and for awhile news stories of them continue for a month, “Well they’re kinda right actually I mean yeah I get around, eh guess I’m a free spirited Adventurer.”

He stopped noticing he had almost walked into the street. He placed his phone down walking away to a alley and disappeared in a flash onto a building's rooftop. Teleporting was something that had nagged him in the back of his mind and as he learned it was practically instinct to him. In another flash his outfit became that of his superhero gab and he returned to reading the article. “Well this… is actually pretty good.” Discord commented having finished reading it, “Thank you… Clark Kent.” Discord turned off his phone and then flew into the sky as a few people looked up noticing the shadow in the sky.

The Daily Planet, a news company stationed in Metropolis and one with a history. Originally a newspaper as time’s changed it had expanded and changed itself. Now with the newspaper dying it had expanded itself into the digital age. Sitting on his desk typing away at his latest article was Clark Kent one of the best reporters the Daily Planet had as well as one of it’s online writers. “Clark.” He turned around to see Perry White the Editor and Chief looking over him, “I need you in my office somethings came up.”

“Alright.” Clark answered getting up from his desk he followed Perry to his office so they could speak.

Perry turned to Clark as he pulled out his phone and showed him a picture of Everfree flying over head, “This was taken a few minutes ago, Everfree is in the city Clark and I want you to see if you can get a interview with him.”

“Me?” Clark questioned.

“Yeah I know you don’t really do interview pieces but Lois is currently in D.C. right now.” He motioned to the TV which had a life feed of Lois Lane in D.C. waiting for an interview with the Ambassador from Themyscira, “So I’m asking you if you could get a interview with the latest hero.”

“I don’t know Perry,” Clark spoke with uncertainty in her tone as he rubbed the back of his neck at this request, “Everfree never stays in a city for long and many reporters have tried.”

Perry sighed at this. Clark was right about this. Even Lois had tried for a time but even she couldn’t keep up. “I know Clark… look if you can’t get the interview I understand but if you get the opportunity to take it alright?”

“I’ll do my best.”

In outer space past the orbit of the planet Mars a hyperspace rift opened as something past out of it and into the Sol system. The small pop like ship sensors fired up and located an inhabited planet within the system and flew too it Heading to a certain city on the east coast as it’s sensors took in data from the planet as it feed it into its occupant.

Discord stopped flying for a moment as he caught sight of a fire ball in the sky. “What the… a meteor?” Discord focused his sight on it and was ready to teleport and intercept it. However it started to slow down and then he could make out that it was artificial, “A spaceship?” The ship passed by and landed within a park catching attention from the citizens.

Discord flew over to the park landing in front of the people as he turned to them holding his hand out, “Sorry but I have to ask you to stand back just encase.” Discord gave them a sly smile as he walked up to the thing. The pop opened as a humanoid skeletal looking robot with a dome shaped case on top of his head.

It looked around at the people speaking in a synthesized voice, “Life forms scanned, tech level assisted…” He stopped as he looked at Discord, “Mystic energy detected off life form, assisting threat level.”

“Wait you can scan I’m magical and somehow I’m a threat?” Discord rolled his eyes and mockingly felt offended, “How offensive! That’s both sexist and whatever phobic.”

“That's not how it…” A young lady with blue highlights was cut off as Discord caste a silence spell on her. Can’t they see he was mocking it?

“Can’t understand a joke… I fear for humanity.” Discord thought to himself as he walked up to the robot, “Listen could you just tell me why you are hear? Exploration, enlightenment, or conquest cause if it’s the second one… I’m sorry these people are beyond enlightening have you seen who they elected to lead them? Seriously he’s possibly the worse person they ever elected, plus people like that girl over their.” He pointed to the lady he silence who glared at him, “Yes I called you a girl what of it not like you can yell at me about being offended,” Discord placed his arm around the robot, “So yeah if you're here for that you best just…” The Robot then flipped him into the ground, “I’m guessing conquest.” Discord knocked away it’s hand as it fired a pulse of energy into a building destroying the windows and several floors of it.
Discord shot up and throw a punch… only for his fist to collide with a force field. “Oh you have got to be..” Discord was blasted by the pulse being sent through a building and colliding with a steel support beam in the middle of the place. He picked himself up straggling for a moment at the pulse disorienting his senses, “It’s official… Aliens are bastards.”

In the Daily Planet building the employers watched out the window as they tried to see the fight going on between the Alien Robot and Everfree all save one. Clark Kent slipped out of the office put away his glasses and pulled at his shirt revealing a a S symbol surrounded by blue tights.

Discord walked out with a ball of magic crackling in his hands as the robot walked near him, “Let’s see how you like being a toaster!” Discord tossed the ball at the robot hitting it dead on… and did nothing to it.

“Mystical dumpers online.” It spoke as it walked though his spell which disappeared while Discord just had a look of disbelieve at this.

“Mystical Dumpers? How come on! That’s not even a thing! That’s blanket Deus Ex Machina so this fight can continue! Where the fuck is mine then!” Discord yelled out annoyed by the robot. His complaints were answered as when Superman appeared in front of him and punched throw the robot’s force field knocking back to it’s pop. Discord stood their for a moment blinking at this, “Well… all is forgiven.”

Discord floated next to Superman who turned to him, “Everfree.”

“Clark.” Was Discord’s reply causing the Man of Steel to look at him shocked, “What?” Discord pulled out his phone showing a picture from Jimmy Olsen's facebook with him as Clark Kent and him, “The glasses aren’t a disguise by the way.”

As this happened the robot got up and scanned the newcomer, “Kryptonian DNA detected…” In a few milliseconds the robot deduced from the impact of the Kryptonian and the mystical entity that in it’s current state it won’t last long. With a command the pop started to fly up catching the attention of the two heroes.

“Oh great what is it this time?” Discord asked and watched as the ship broke apart into pieces. The skeleton robot flew up into pieces which then started to cover it until it landed two three times it’s size and a more intimidating look.

“You will be exterminated!” He commanded it’s sympathized voice deeper and more menacing. Both Discord and Superman got ready to fight at this.

“In the spirit of a british alien, Yeah no.” Discord and Superman both launched themselves at the alien Robot their fists colliding with the barrier and before they could break though they were blasted by two condensed energy bolts sending them through a building with superman landing in a wall and Discord though a car with a stop sign impaled through his chest, “Oh fuck! Dear mother Faust that hurt.” Discord cursed as he got up and pulled the stop sign though his chest tossing it to the ground.

“Are you alright?” Sups asked as he watched Discord stand with a bleeding hole through his chest about where his heart would be. In fact Superman could see with his X-ray vision that part of his spinal cord had been snapped apart. The fact he was even standing amazed Superman.

“Don’t worry about it my organs are redundant I don’t need them to live.” It was more complex than that but being made from materialized magic it was basically that. Blasts of condensed energy came raining down as the robot flew above them. Discord summoned up a magical barrier to protect the two of them. Before the Robot slammed his foot down forcing the two of them into the air to dodge it.

Discord raised his hands up as several cars and building debris floated into the air and then tossed it at him with a telekinetic push. “Eat this!” He yelled the robot’s thrusters fired up blasting away at the objects before grabbing Discord’s face, “Not the face!” Discord yelled before being slammed into the ground, “I blame my writer.” He groaned the robot pulled back to blast him point blank only to be tossed off by superman ramming it into the side of a truck.

As Discord got up he watched Superman beat on it before he was grabbed and slammed into the ground repeatedly. Discord grabbed it arm with a string of laffy taffy and pulled back freeing superman as he flipped the robot into the streets. Sups flew over to him as Discord asked a question that’s been nagging him, “So does this usually happen?”

The robot pulled causing Discord to let loose of his sweet treat rope which dissolved at the Robot stood back up. “Sometimes.” Sups answered as the robot fired a cluster of Missiles at them.

“Lucky you.” Discord groaned sarcastically summoning up a wall of peppermint to take the missiles while he grabbed Superman’s shoulder and Teleported them out of the robots sight and behind it. As soon as it caught sight of them it thrown it’s two fists with they both caught, “Here's why don’t we give you a hand or how about you give us yours!” With a grunt the two of them pulled knocking it off balance before they placed their foots down and pulled ripping its arms off.

Before it could rocket away Discord’s left hand turned into engle like talons and ripped into it’s neck and pulled it’s head off it’s body, “Alright we want answers who sent you and why?” Discord demanded.

“It does not matter, I have begun to send my report, this city well be a crater in five minutes.” The head explained as Discord turned to it’s chest seeing it turn orange with heat.

“It’s self destructing!” Discord glared at the head and crushed it within his hands at this. Superman quickly grabbed the body and flew into the sky and right tossing it with all his might into space where it exploded harmlessly in low earth orbit.

After the mess of a robot the city of metropolis was beginning to return to normal as workers began to assess the damage. In a dinner Clark Kent said with Discord wearing a black tie shirt and jeans with a small chain sait opposite of him, “So that’s about it, I have only a few things about my life and the rest is a mystery, I’m Discord Faustson… and I’m the hero Everfree in my spare time.” He took a sip of the coffee.

“You would just casually let your secret identity be known?” Clark asked as he wrote his report for the Daily Planet.

“Well yeah I mean let’s be honest from what I know I have no real reason to hide it like you and Batman, I mean the only love one I remember I have is my mother and she’s a mass of pure magical energy.” Discord took another sip of his drink. He actually enjoyed the taste of this drink for some strange reason. Not as much as chocolate or glass but right up there, “Besides one good thing about this, people know who I am what the hero is about and what he does, I’m transparent there is no guessing and their is no fear about what I do when I’m not helping people or stopping crimes and they know why I do it.”

“Still a hero for fun?”

“Yeah I mean if I’m going to do something why not enjoy it?”

Somewhere in deep space

A blue skinned alien walked into a room with holographic monitors screen and dozens of planets showing the ongoing conquests of each world. He looked down at his screen for a moment before bowing, “My Lord, probes XJ-66, XJ-68 and XJ-69 have reported in.”

The impressing figured continued to type away at the screens his back turned before he spoke in a calm, deep, stoic, yet charming voice, “What of XJ-67?”

The alien pulled out his pad as he looked up his lord's request, “XJ-67 has been destroyed, it was transmitting its data but it seemed it was destroyed before it could finish.”

“Curious, how much data did it manage to relay back to us?” The figure asked.

The alien tapped away as the information was uploaded to his master, “It’s travel data was corrupted as such we don’t know where it went my lord.”

“It’s alright it won’t take me long to find out which system this world calls home and add it to my empire.” The figure looked over the data gathered and stopped as it noticed to words Kryptonian. The figure checked the data again to make sure it wasn’t corrupted and it came up again. “On second thought ready my ship I will add this world to my empire personally.” With that the monitors turned off as did the holograms. The alien bowed at this though he started to sweat at this. His master had only ever done this twice. Whatever it is it had to be important and when something was Important getting in his way was a death sentence.

“Of course Lord Brainiac.”

Issue 4: Museum Piece

Discord sipped his drink as he wandered around the National History Museum while a few people there looked at him with looks of shock, surprise or awe as he walked by watching the exhibits. It had been about a week since the article came out on the Daily Planet and well Discord couldn’t go anywhere without people looking at him with looking at him.

He stopped himself as he looked a piece of wood within a glass case and read what was on the display, “Fragment of the Longinus recovered from a Nazi compound.” Discord pulled out his phone and looked it up on the internet. “The spear that pierced Jesus Christ, some legends state it can rewrite reality becomes of the divine blood that dripped off it.” That sent some alarm bells in his head. Having a piece of an object infused with great power from your God did not sit well with him.

“Well it could just be a replica I mean what is the chances it’s” Discord placed his hand on the case and felt a faint let powerful energy from it. Discord’s face paled as his voice filled with dread and fear, “The real thing,”

“Sweet mother Faust alive these people are idiots!” He screamed in his head as he pulled his hand back. A fragment of the spear of Destiny was just sitting in a glass case in a museum. A piece of an object that can rewrite reality itself was just sitting there for the public to see, “Hey let’s just place the reality wrapping spear piece in a museum I mean what’s the worse that can happen?”

Discord sighed before turning away and walking out of the museum before whispering to himself, “I’m… going to have to do something really stupid.” He knew that hee couldn’t just leave a object like that in a museum. However he didn’t see the museum giving it to him if he explained it. Humanity seemed to mistaken his powers for other things them magic, actually they seemed to not believe magic was real. “Well looks like I’m going to have steal it for the Greater Good.”

Discord waited until nightfall had came over the building as he stood ready for what he had to do. “Alright then time to steal a piece of an all powerful artifact,” He pulled out from a personal pocket dimension a piece of wood that looked just like the piece in the museum, “And replace it with a useless piece of wood.” He tossed the wood up as it circled in the air for a moment before being caught in his hands.

In a flash he disappeared teleporting into the museum floating off the ground slightly as to not cause any noise. “Ok so I’ll put up a illusion to trick the camera phase the spear piece out and…” Discord stopped as he found the nightguard on the ground his outfit burnt and laying on the ground still breathing. Floating down Discord tried entering his mind to see what happened however all he got was a hazy image, “Well he’ll wake up with short term aneisa.”

He could feel his right arm bones tingle which meant something wasn’t right about this. He entered into the main galley where the spear was kept and saw someone covered in a black cloak pull out the spear piece from it’s display. “Hey you know you’re not supposed to be here right?” Of course neither was Discord but he had a reason to. Keeping a object that could bend reality was a good reason right?

The figure turned back to him as a wave of supernatural fire was sent right at him. Discord countered with a blast of cream soda which barely keep the flames at bay. “What is she using… wait a minute… Hell Fire!” The lady waved her hands up as smoke filled the air obscuring Discord's vision, “Oh no you don’t.” Discord swiped his hand wave as a wind dragged the smoke outside with Discord checking sight of the figure escaping outside, “Oh no you don’t.” In a flash Discord teleported outside to see the person jumping from roof to roof as if it was if she was on the moon.

Discord took off for the thief flying over the roofs closing the gap before the figure turned around and spoke in a feminine almost seductive voice, “Duratus in loco,” Discord groaned as he stopped moving and could feel gravity try to take over. He quickly focused a counter spell breaking the hold just before he crashed into a roof.

The thief opened a portal and just before she could past she was pulled back by an invisible force and right in front of Discord, “Ok demon you aren’t…” Discord got a mystically infused kick in the teeth for his troubles.

“Right in my jaw,” As he turned back the thief's cloak came down revealing a lady with hazel eyes, tan light brown and yet also red tinked skin, and raven hair with purple highlights. “Well… that’s a surprise.” Discord closed his fists as magic glowed in them, “I’m going to ask you once put down the piece of wood.”

The lady summoned up her own magic at this as her eyes glow purple and her hair seemed to raise while a smirk was on her face, “Another magic user? It’s been awhile.” Her look got seriously for a moment, “I’m afraid that you can’t stop me from my destiny hero.” She was the first to let loose her magic as Discord blocked up his magic to defend himself as the two of them clashed their wills forcing against each other.

The two groaned as their powers pushed back with Discord showing more strain than his opponent he could feel his limit had been reached and saw her magic overwhelming him. In the back of his mind he felt like this wasn’t what was supposed to happen he felt a bit of himself yelling at him, “I am not going to let her beat me!” Discord closed his eyes as his magic started to waver he focused on hard before feel a damn break somewhere within him. His eyes opened as a sudden surge of power washed out from him knocking back his opponent in surprise causing her to loose the spear as it fell out of her pockets.

Discord looked at his hands as he looked at the creaking of magic, “Strange I’m not all that surprised I feel like…” He then finally remembered what he was doing, “Oh right the spear!”

Discord grabbed it only to get knocked back by a blast of hell fire from the lady causing him to lose the spear again sending it off the roof and into the alleyway. “I have come to fair to have someone like you keep me from what’s mine!” She yelled floating up her arms raised as swords materialized around her before she sent it at Discord. Discord brought out a shield blocking the blunt of the swords before tossing it at her with her letting out lighting blasting it to bits as hands formed up around him and began punching it him as she waved her hands.

Growling Discord casted a redirection spell causing the arms to turn back at its master, “Begone!” She commanded as the hands dissolved back into rock before a rope of taffe wrapped around her.

“How about you be gone!” Discord circled his hands around before he breathed out a wave of smoke at her obscuring her vision.

“Turbon” She screamed as a wild blow it away revealing Discord was gone having gone after the spear. Fire covered her burning away the taffe as she jumped down in the alleyway as Discord held the piece in his hand, “Elterica Imoblis, Exus!” She screamed as everything started fly at him and slowly encase Discord immobilizing him. He struggled for a moment before she landed and ripped the spear piece from his hands. A portal opened up as she turned to him blowing a kiss, “Sorry pretty boy but looks like I win.”

As soon as she passed through it the spell ended releasing Discord. He looked at where the lady had been, “Well looks like I lost it,” He sighted in defeat at this.

The lady looked at the spear fragment in her hands. The legendary Longinus, the spear that pierced Jesus Christ himself and because of it could now rewrite reality. She was almost giddy with excitement at this. “Soon I am one step closer to becoming a goddess!” She exclaimed with triumph before she nociticed something about the spear.

Something was off it felt hollow as if something important was missing. She closed her hand as anger swelled within her and the sound of wood snapping under pressure was heard as the spear snapped within her hands.

Discord placed another replica with the case as he teleported out of the museum before pulling out the real fragment of the spear, “You gotta love the old switcheroo,” He placed the spear fragment back in his pocket dimension before he flew away, “I know that breaking the law is supposed to be bad and all but having something like that in a display? I’m sorry but there are times where being lawful is just stupid.”

He got that stealing was wrong but he felt that being good also meant that one shouldn’t always listen to the law. After all if the right thing to do is illegal then that’s just messed up. “Note to self never tell Batman or Superman I stole an artifact from a museum knowing them I might be forced to put it back and let’s face it putting a object this dangerous back is just stupid.”

As he flew out of the city he wondered where he should go next. Pulling out a book he looked over what he had planned for the next week or so, “Hmmm let’s see maybe I should go see the flash?” He had thought about meeting the heroes of the world. He had already meet the Bat of Gotham and the Man of Steel maybe he should go see the third superhero to appear. Placing his notebook away he he kicked up the speed, “Next stop Central city!”

Metropolis wasn’t as deep under the control of crime families or the criminal element as much as it’s sister city, Gotham was but that didn’t mean that it wasn’t free of their influence. Sombra existed his limo with his suitcase in hand as he looked at the wide alleyway as his two guards lined up to his side. “You sure your contact told us to meet him here boss?” One of his guards asked a bit worried. They were in Superman territory, and while some of the more rank and file in the criminal underworld would think differently, at least the bat was just a man.

Sombra rolled his eyes at this. True to a normal man the power of Superman was both amazing and terrifying. In many ways he was like a god on earth, and even Sombra was a bit intimidated by this. However Sombra knew that he too was powerful and as much as the human mind he shared the body with said he wasn’t going to let that scare him away. “You fears are unfounded we will only be here temporary.” Sombra simply stated. A few moments later a hooded figure walked into the alleyway with a briefcase in hand. Sombra smiled at this, “Aw you’ve come, I take it you have what I want?”

The hooded figure nodded his voice disguised by a voice modulator as he spoke “I do you have my money?” Sombra held out his suitcase and opened showing it filled with stacks of hundreds.

“As promised.” Sombra closed the suitcase as the two of them walked up and exchanged the cases. Sombra’s men watched as he opened his case and pulled out glass container with a multicolored crystal in it. A grin came over his face as he could feel the energy from it.

“Aww boss what exactly is that?” Sombra looked up at his men placing the container in its case.

He walked back to the limo turning to his men as he was about to enter, “What it is? Why it’s Insurance against Everfree.”

On a laboratory table pieces of the alien robots arms recovered from the unexpected team of of Superman and Everfree were littered all over it while computers showed the data, and schematics of what the robot was made of and what could be guessed from its ship where flowing through the many screens. “Fascinating, simply fascinating don’t you think?” A deep masculine voice asked as a man in his late twenties, with a strange fully bald head for someone his age, looked at the all that had been gathered about it as they took it apart. His name was Alexander Luthor, one of the most influential men in all of metropolis and arguably one of the greatest minds on earth.

“Yes the technology is so different from our own, the possibilities this brings on it’s own are endless.” A feminine voice spoke up as a woman in her mid twenties walked up next him, “Though you should get some sleep dear you have a meeting with Oliver Queen tomorrow.”

“Yes I almost forgot about that.” Alexander placed his tablet down walking up to the woman before giving her a kiss, “Don’t stay up too late my dare.”

“Oh I won’t don’t worry.” She gave him a smile and watched as he exited the lab. As soon as he was gone she picked up the tablet and watched the footage of the fight between the alien robot Superman and the new “hero for fun” Everfree. She analyzed every bit of it watching as it held it’s ground against both heroes but many her eyes were fixated on just one of them Superman.

How his existence enraged her so. Let no matter what was thrown at him nothing seemed to phase him. Nothing until now. A smile formed on her face at what this new data could open up for her, “Seems you aren’t as invincible as you seem Alien.” She pulled out a file locked with her passwords as she looked over her prototype designs. “Mark my words I will show the world what you really are and when I’m done the world will praise Alexandra Luthor as it’s savoir!”

Author's Note

Your probably wondering "who is Alexandra Luthor? Why is he acting like Lex!" Or just yekling at PC or whatever... The answer is Superman Earth One.

Superman earth one is a great story dealing with the heroes on Earth 1 a actually canon universe in the multiverse. On this world their are actually two Lex Luthors, Alexander Luthor and his wife Alexandra Luthor. You can guess which one becomes the Lex of earth 1.

Yeah I figured I use this to break the ice I'm using ideas from across the DC comics media and a few of my own for origins.

Also Discord gets a villain! Yay...

Issue 5: The Nightmare

Discord stood within the the hospital lobby his arms crossed as the doctor before him just looked at him like he was serious, “Let me recap, you're telling me that they aren’t suffering some disease or strange disorder but something is feeding off the dreams and has trapped them in their sleep.”

Discord rolled his eyes. A few days ago people started not waking up and seemed to be trapped within nightmares. The Doctors here buffered by this phenomena but Discord felt like he saw this before and came offering his help. When he explained what was going on it seemed that the Doctors couldn't wrap their heads around it and after a light reading of their minds he was starting to get a bit irritated. Soon after his interview which he explained his powers where magical based their was many articles, blogs, and the like trying to “debunk” his claims.

Discord was insulted about this. Insulted and offended. He was insulted that that people couldn’t expect his abilities had no scientific connection and berating him for fantasies, this also offended him as he was literally materialized magic and as such it somehow felt racist to him and all those who still used magic. Pushing aside both his anger and the little voice in his head telling him to show the Doctor the “truth” he spoke his voice calm as he answered him, “Yes that is what happening.”

The Doctor started to laugh at this as Discord could read he thought he was joking. Discord clutched his fists his power slowly arching around them as his anger rose at the Doctor’s laughter. The Doctor’s stopped as he saw Discord standing their purple electricity in his hands as his cape seemed to float upward while his facial expression was of pure rage. “Ahh… you're serious…” The Doctor didn’t say much more as Discord pushed back down his anger one more time leaving a look of annoyance on his face.

“Yes I’m serious, now seeing how you waste so much of both of our time I’m going to do my… well the closest thing I have to a job and save those people from the dream eating monster that you’re so blind you can’t see.” Discord walked right past him not even bothering anymore to keep eye contact as he spoke.

“Wait, you can’t just go in there!” The Doctor protest causing Discord to sigh at this.

Turned back to the Doctor Discord spoke to him in a calm, and friendly tone, “Look you're a Doctor and it’s your job to care about their well being, but let’s be honest,” Discord’s look became serious as he focused his eyes on the Doctor’s, “You have no idea what you are doing as this is out of the realm of your skills at best they will wake up permanently scarred for life as the dream eater tortures them until they become a shell of themselves, at worse they die from the stress while the entity uses the powers of their dreams to grow stronger and do this over again and again with you and other’s like you unable to do anything for who knows how long, weeks, months, years, centuries.” Discord looked away from the Doctor before finishing his speech, “Now I’m going to go stop the dream eating entity and wake them up, you can try and stop me if you want, you will fail and doom them but you can try if you want.”

Sombra looked at the bullet his gunsmith had made in his hands. It looked like a normal 9mm round but I closer look would show a small bit of the crystal embedded at the tip and along the sides. “That is one thing down.” Sombra looked over fortage on his computer of his warehouse. He stopped it as he saw Batman over the image just before he tossed a batange at it which killed the feed.

“The bat is becoming an annoyance.” Sombra simply stated as he looked at his henchmen who looked like he stated the obvious. The Umbrum possessed mob boss stood up and started to walk out of the room, “I’m going to go get someone to help us divert attention away from our little bat problem.”

That caught their attention at hearing those words, “Who exactly are you talking about? One of those crazies from Arkham?” Sombra turned to him at hearing those words.

“Good suggestion one that I admit would be a easy one to come to but no I’m looking for help from someone else.” Sombra answered.

“Who then one of the other crime bosses?” Sombra wanted to laugh at this. If the other bosses could unite against the bat they would have done so already. The truth is they were either too greedy, had enough bad blood between them, or just uncaring to ever do so.

“The day that happens is the day America become a monarchy, no who I have in mind boys are thought of as a myth,” Sombra walked out of the room confusing the boys while he thought to himself about the nature of myths, “No matter what people want to say about myths, there is truth to them after all.”

Discord sait in a meditative position within the room while the patient lay in their beds thrashing around from the nightmares while outside the room the doctor from before looked on watching. Next time him one of his collages just looked at him dumbfounded at the fact, “So you just let him into the ward to work is quote unquote magic?” She asked causing the doctor to just sigh.

“Well what was I supposed to do actually? Fight him?” He questioned before returning to superhero in the room as he sait still. Unknown to them Discord’s mind had left his body and was floating into the dream world before passing into the dream. What Discord came to was a twisted and strange landscape which mixed the city with country land both right inside each other two suns, four moons, floating eyeballs instead of clouds, demon cows standing everywhere and a bunch of clowns playing limbo.

Eh, not nearly as nightmarish as Dido, but still far more creative then Quesada,” Discord commented before pausing at this, “Wait how do I know that?” Discord was about to ponder why he felt like saying that when he saw a long whip of energy with what appeared to be a night like sky past him by him before glaring at him before taking off in a hurry.

“Well that answers that question on what doing this.” Discord flew off after it taking time to use the fact it was a dream to grow a second head and look down seeing a few of the dreamers captured in their own nightmares watching as trails of energy came from them and into the centre of the dreamscape. “That’s not good…”

Contrary to popular belief dreams did have power and influence in the real world. Harvesting this power tend to inflict pain on the victim and strength the predator. However this was almost industrial and if he didn’t stop it soon they might end up scared or outright insane from it.

Landing on the roof of the huge building in the centre he found the entity draining up the energy glowing bigger as it did so, “Ok I’m going to have to ask you to step away from the dream energy.” The thing screeched at him before two tendrils shot out at Discord morphing into swordlike ends and went right for his head. Discord jumped out of the way at the last moment as more and more tendrils shot out each aimed for him as Discord raced ducked, and slid away from each of them until one caught him in the side of his waist, his back thigh and a bit over his check causing him to fly back out of range.

His wound quickly healed themselves as he looked at the building. Directly attacking the dream eater wasn’t going to cut it meaning he had to try a different approach, “I’ll just destroy the building them seeing how it’s the focal point it should snap them all awake.” Discord gathered his magic blasting and just before it could be hit the entity blocked it with a shield made from itself before firing its own attacks at him.

Discord hastily flew behind the buildings using them to stop the blasts. Seeing this the creature shot a bolt of lighting into the sky darken it as lighting started to rain down on Discord’s location. “Ok now that’s just cheati… ahhh!” He screamed as the lighting hit him knocking him to the ground.

“Hey Discord why can’t you use the fact it’s a dream to defeat him with your imagination?” A voice which strangely sounded like an entitled fan of some kind.

“Well first, this isn’t my dream so I have only a limited control over it. Second, I’m a astral projection of my mind and I’m limited by what magic I brought with me. third, shut up Billy!” With that the voice in his head was gone allowing him to stand up only to get his arms waist and neck wrapped up in the creature's tendrils pulling him back to it.

Discord struggled against it’s grip for a moment as it formed a maw full of teeth roaring at him, “So Tantabus is your name?” Discord asked unsure if he heard that right. It growled again at him, “Yeah no I’m not being your…” Discord’s eyes started glow as the dream eating monsters opened its maw intending to eat him. Discord aimed his eyes down and blasted the energy coming from the base to the Tantabus. For a split second the feedback broke the control over the dreamers and that was all they needed as they all immediately awoke with a fright in the hospital with Everfree meditating in the room.

The dream started to shake and crumble as the Tantabus realized what had happened. Without the dreamers the dream was breaking down returning to the flow of the dreaming. Enraged at this it tossed Discord down into the ground hard ready to eat him, “Yeah sorry I’m not on the menu,” With a flash he recalled his astral projection leaving the Tantabus in the crumbling realm. A tendial of itself shot out forming a knife and cut into the fabric of it’s realm before slipped though it’s tear right as everything came down.

Discord walked out of the hospital a little while later with a cup of water in his hand taking a drink. “I still find it weird I’m always thirsting after Astral Projecting myself…” He stopped by a newspaper bend still wondering who would still read these things. After all they were are still are a dying medium who would be gone in about five to ten years so why bother.

Pulling out his phone he got to work updating his status with what he had just done before checking out what was going on. Their was another riot between two groups of people who’s views Discord realized where basically just the same with different rhetoric and symbols at this point. Diana Prince, the Ambassador from Themyscira had debuted herself as a superheroine named Wonder Woman, “Well she’s number six then… wait what’s this…” He continued to read as she explained her origins and her powers and boy did the comments not like it, “Eh, who really cares about that I mean I’m pretty sure they are both right.”

He put away his phone wondering to himself if he should visit her or go see the flash. “I know I’ll leave it to a coin tossed.” Picking up a discarded penny he flipped it in the air grabbed it and opening his hand he teleport away.

Sector 2813
Location: Rao Star System

Floating around the Red Star of Rao where the remains of Krypton. Most of the remains had fallen into the star while the rest just sat their in orbit with nothing but a faint glow of a strange radioactive material. The system was soon joined as a hyperspace gate opened before a skull shaped ship entered the systems. A holographic screen appeared showing Brainiac the remains of the once mighty planet, “Krypton once the capital of a mighty empire, oh how you have fallen.” Remaining about days long ago as Brainiac memory banks recalled his birth, coded into existence on this very world with the propose to defend the Empire. Adaptive, evolving, it was little surprise he would become sentient and soon grow beyond that programming into other things. He had wondered during those millennia the spent on the home world after the empire ended did they ever wonder if maybe it was he caused the whole mess in the first place?

“At least the souls of the dead can rest assured that at least their Legacy still lives.” He raised his arms for a moment coming back to this system had bought a feeling of sentiment to him. Perhaps that was why he came back to take the city Kandor just before the planet exploded adding it to his collection of things from his conquered worlds. The computer finished its scan locating a rock with high amount of the material he was looking for, “Excellent.”

Author's Note

Discord is starting to become aware... how long before his memory returns? Only I know but come on that would be spoiling :) So which should he visit Wonder Woman or The Flash?

If you have any suggestion I'm open for it.