{~Arkham Asylum~} Chapter 5 epilogue

{~just a bad dream..right Bruce? :)~}

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It's been 17 months since my and Cyn's time at Arkham Asylum, and she still hasn't woken up from her update. Uzi kept telling me it would be fine and she would wake up soon.

Giving up on worrying one time for the first time in a while, I had a dream, but this was worse than any dream I've had so far besides constant reminders about my parents and my powerlessness.

Standing alone in a dark void, the city, from my view, was like an actual apocalypse. Some places looked worn down, and some tall buildings were to be found.

It was like hell had manifested in front of my eyes, skeletons of former civilians there wasn't a soul in sight in a way that the world had been cleansed of life.

Trying to touch anything, and my hand goes through the building. I know this is not real, but it looks very real, walking along the somewhat tall grass that used to resemble a pathway.

Finding a large pile of stacked skeletons that don't resemble humans was a surprise. It was a huge pile that was almost as tall as a building. Moving up to see what was on top of this pile surprised me.

It was a woman a lot older than me, maybe in her thirties? 

But I can't make out what she looks like. The only thing that looks familiar is that bow on this woman's hair. She was sitting on top of a much larger skeleton than the ones below..is she.. crying?

Trying to understand what is going on, I try and move around to look in front of her. She still has a black-like figure, but she seems to be holding onto something, or somethings like it might slip away.

Trying to get a better look, moving down slightly on my knees to see what she was holding onto for dear life. My eyes widened slightly, my eyes turning cold.

That's...my mask, Jason's mask, and 2 other ones. I don't recognise a red helmet. And a yellow-like mask on my head, going through countless solutions on what could have happened.

This woman doesn't look to be the one who's done it. She is crying like the world has ended. I mean..it has, but it's obviously not this woman who's done it. The only other conclusion is the weird skeletons that she's sitting on this large pile.

After another few moments, another figure appears and looks to be flying. It's a man, but his figure is black like the woman's. The only difference is that he has 4 like places glowing red, and he has 4 eyes.

"You know, staying here on this empty planet and grieving won't bring them back", the eye figure said to the woman.

She doesn't respond, but at least the lady is looking at this guy. He sighs and moves closer to the pile of skeletons and seats with the lady.

"You know, There was no other way this was going to happen. You made your choice long ago, and my daughter, although still very upset and sad, is not angry at me. Imagine that!" He laughs a little.

"At least she has a husband from the human realm although this can't really be called what humans call 'Earth' anymore" 

"They all died in the war, although things could have ended differently. At least I have someone like me to talk to even if they are.. grieving pathetically"

She just stays quiet, but the black figure of a man can tell she's listening well from what I'm trying to understand.

"Well I'll be off can't miss dinner with the family your welcome to join us even if he doesn't remember you because of his death"

As the black figure with 4 places with red eyes stands up and starts floating, vanishing from sight.

The woman doesn't sound or look to be crying anymore it's too quiet I don't like thi-

Before I could continue my thoughts, I felt a hand on my shoulder as I was about to leave. Slowly turning my head around, I came face to face with the black figure woman, but her eyes held no hate or anger, just pure longing.

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My ears are ringing with the voice. Why does it sound like a finger tail scraping on a chalkboard?

y̴̰̹͇͌o̷̱͇̖̲̣͕̤͉͛̾̇̉͂͌̐̀̀̋̋̏̔̕͜͝ư̷̦̗̗̱̩̜̂̔̽̊̅̍̾̂̈̿̚͜͝ ̶̺͉͕̲̫͋͊̓̇̄̽͋͋̚̕͠͝͝ḧ̸̨̹̻̲͕̗̞̱͚̖̳̞̖́̍̅̉̊͝a̴̛̖͈̙̩̝͍͈̬̞̝̻̼̜̪̳̾̑̐͊͋͆̔̓̐͗͒̚͠ṽ̷̨̙̟̜̭̻̮̩̪̠̣̲̂̓͑̎̀̈́̅̾̕͝͝͝ͅe̷̢̝̳̎́͗̓͐͑̀̚͘͝͝ ̵͇̥̭̬̠̦̦̜̐͒̈̏̌͗͒̈́̓̂̀͌̃͌̕ͅͅș̸̜̲̥͌̆͊̓ë̵̢̛̻̟̲͉͇̦͊̽́͛̄͂̒̎ͅe̸̢̟͔̥̦͚̹̪̪̋̕͜ͅͅǹ̸̺͍̤̈̋̊́ ̵̨̦̪͕͚̹͍̜̜̜͊ͅt̶̨͓̝̻̮̲̙̙̭̤͎̀͂́͒̐õ̸̡͈̝̥͎͇͇̫̀̈́̂̾́̑͑̓ͅ ̴̞̝̲͓͚̌̋̚m̵̧̞͙̳͉̟͈͔̮̯̩̮͖͈̜̄̄̈́ủ̷̧̺̮̲̖̪͚̻͉͠c̶̢̪̣̱̘̦̟͑̾̓͛̏͑̈́̾̓͊̂̀̚͘͠h̸̪͈̰̫̘͚̜͍̮̥̿̃̎̔̾ ̸̧̧̪̗͙͔͍̠̺̦̤̇͌̔̉̐̕ͅa̵̛̝̖̖̫͂̽͋̔̎͘͠f̴̡̱͉͓͖̤̱͌̉̑̄̍̈͆̀͑̌̍͒̀͜t̵̬͋͑̌̄͒̆̑͘͝͠͠e̶̳̩̹̳̬͕̖̲̙̞͖̓̈̈́͛̉̚ŕ̴̝͙̄́̆̊̅̄̏́͐̚ ̸̟̺̱̫̹͖̞̮̔͌̿̒̽̋̌͗̊͐͒̈͝ͅà̵̡͉͔̺̺̓͌̌͒͛̅̈́͗̃̕͘͝͠l̷̥̼̱͓̮͙̻͌̽͗̾̊̂̇̒͜ͅl̸̡̮̲̭̠͎͚͎̣͖̭̈́͑͒͂͆̈́̿͋͐̐͂͝͝͝ͅ ̴̹̟̲̫̫͙̣̺̜̦́̐͌̒̐͐͂͂͊̈́̚͝ͅn̸̖͔̭͔̬̫͒̉͗̇̃̀̓͌͐̕o̷̢̙̩̥̳̜͇͎̦͈̬̓ͅw̸̨̡̘̯̫̳̱͔̪̯̟͉̰͍̄̿͗̈ͅ.̷̨̨͚̜̭͉̮̭̦̋.̵̨̡̭͓͈̯͈̲͈̹̎͒͗̋̓̍͊̍͌̚̕̕͜w̷̪̰͖͌̌̌̔̈́̊̓͌͂͘ą̷̺̺̰̣͖̘͒̚k̵̡͇͓͈̣̼̺͚̳̄͗̆͗̄͂͋̂͋̉͆̉͘͝ͅę̶̺̱͕̘͈̝̠͚͕͉̝̿͑͌͜͝ ̷͍̦͎̺̦͔̯͍̥̍̓̅͑̆̉̀ṳ̸͍̳̘͕̰̋̃̊̄̈́̐̉̀̽p̵̨̨̱̺̤̭̫̙̘͎̰̲̰͂̽̋͒̏͗̅̆̐̚̕̚͜ ̷͓̯̻͙̖͍̺̝̥͚͎͐̉̕M̵̛͚̺̬̖y̶̞̳̞̖͐̈͑͊͗́̂̅ ̷̧͉̯̞̮̤̜͓͎̦̖͙̭̳͕̈́́̊̈́̈̇̀̐͗̆̅̀̀͑l̵̢̖͇͈̼̉͌̑̆͛̒̓́̕ȏ̴̟̹̥͔̈́͊̍͑̔͐̍͠v̷̼͚̜̝̞̘͖̟̄̎̃ē̷̙̤̤̜̩̾̉́̂͘~̶̮̀̈́̀"̴͇̲̬͓̺̯̗͕̺̱̭͉̃͠ͅ ̸̩͈͔̜̿͗̇̈̿̾̔͌̒͜:̴̛͎͈̭̭͉͗̎̌͒͂̀͆̑̌̈́͂̂͘͝)̶̧͚̜̹̭̙̙̮̎̅́

More screeching as images flashed through my Brian horrific images. Jason looked like most of his body was torn to shreds dicks missing half his face, and his body was nowhere to be found one last image shows up with a familiar symbol.

Waking up in a cold sweat, breathing heavily, I just couldn't understand what u saw in that dream. I remember all of it, but it looked so real..does this.. actually happen sometime?

That dream is most certainly haunting even by some of my standards. Maybe I should just go back to sleep for the day and figure all of this out later. Maybe Uzi can help me solve this.

After laying in bed for a bit, heading to the Batcave to see Uzi, I walked over to her and spoke to her, explaining the dream I had, and all she said was it was a dream that wouldn't happen.

But her eyes and posture told a different story. She listened very closely and seemed to know something. If this did end up happening, I had to make plans for the family and me.

Now that I think about it in the dream, how was I not able to be touched and able to pass through things? Why am I able to be touched by the black hair woman?

Do I know her? The only other person to have black hair is Cyn when she wants to be human, and the woman's voice, although it sounds distorted, sounds sad and lonely.

Walking back to the computer and typing some ideas from the dream, I saw those skeletons didn't look human, most likely aliens. Some had areas that were torn to pieces, certain areas were hit very, very hard.

It wasn't slow. It was fast. Something hit it fast enough before it realised it was killed it was too clean.

I do have some theories. Maybe it's an alien that has amazing Powers, or..it could adapt to any damage done to it. That thought made me rethink something: what if I encounter a criminal who can adapt to everything? The only way to win would be to kill it quickly and that goes against everything I stand for.

Maybe a device that can neutralise powers of. Humans/aliens, no matter what they are? 

Do I have what I need to make such a thing? I mean, even if I don't, that can easily be fixed with money and a whole lot of it.

J and V helped me understand a lot more about different technologies, even how some materials can help support other factors/materials.

Cyn helped me understand not everyone is perfect and even told me if I or anyone else thinks they have achieved 'perfection' to slap them in the face and make them constantly repeat that there is no such thing as perfection.

And Alfred taught me that no matter what happens in the end, there will be people that care about you at the end of the day, even if you don't know it.

I do have some ideas on how this technology could work, but I would probably need J's help with this or Uzi's. Maybe going to Uzi is better.

(Uzi pov)

It's been a while now, and V is still very persistent. The good news is she's not making such lwed comments on what to give N. What is even better for me is she told me what N is like, even things I never knew about him.

But now she started flirting with me and teasing me a lot more to the point where it's so hard to keep a front up and look tough when her constant teases and flirting is reaching a point.

Even V is starting to notice it's working cause she stares at my visor/eyes whenever I look away. She knows I like it but can't accept that.

Actually, another thing J's started to get bolder, and what I mean by that is that she dropped whatever fake front/ego she has completely melted away By Grayson in 17 months.

It's obvious the desire in her eyes for Grayson completely gives it away at times, but Skriming she was still an MD. Even if she likes a human, she can't give in to these desires until Cyn make a human body like what she did for herself and makes one for J.

Cyn's still put of commission I'm getting more hungry as the days go by even when. I have large amounts of oil it's not enough it's not enough 

it's Į̴̻̻̫͈̹͓̜̄̿̃͆͋̌̐̀͛̓̒̔͋̄̚͜ͅt̵̨̪̗̭̺̯̙͂̾͋͆̇͑̅̑͛́̚'̷̡͔͕̥̦̗͙̦̬͎͔͉̱͍̽͜ṡ̸̢̡̛͉̝̞̥̣̗͓̞͂̓̐̊̉̇̈͒͐̍̕ ̴̢̬̺̠̭̩̪̝̪͍͗͗̃́͐̍̚ͅn̶̢̢̻̙̥̰̻̦̊̊̏̔̒̄̽̈́́̄ǫ̸̦̹̣͓̰̗͉̋ͅṯ̴̡̛̖̤̘̱̬̜̟̀̇̀͐̒͑̇͆̇̈́͐̎́͘ ̵̡̛̜͉̘̩͖̮͐̇̊̓́͌̑̎̀͌e̸̻̋͋n̴͍̫͙͕̱͖̞͔̆͗͑̒͂͌̀̅̈͗̑́̆̚ǫ̴̖͓̟̪̙̠̺̱͉͉̤̲͓͗̏̈́̎̈́̾͗͂̄͂̄̕͝ṳ̴̙́̉̕g̵̢̜͈̖̮̥͇̞͛̄̈̆̀̄͗̈̾̆̚ͅͅh̷̡̭̺̙̺͙̳̯̦̯̫̭̬̻̆̾ ̶̡̝̦͓͔̻̺̮̪̰̜͊̅͠î̶̢̺̠͕͓͉̱̌̍̅́́͂̑̇̆͘̚t̷̢͔̳͈͉̙̺̟̥͙͉͚̤͈̾̓̅̏͛̃̾́́̐͌͊̕̚'̷̧̫̥̰͔̠͓̋̍̔͌̉͘͝s̷̢̛͖̜̙͍̜̤̠̟͉̜̤͕̲͗̿͊̽͗̋͆̐̕ͅ ̷̡̪̹̙̻̯̪͂͗̔̍ń̴̟̮͔̩̱͚̩̑̈́̎̋͑̇̀̃͝o̸̹̮̯̭̯͂̽̂̋̎͑̃͆͋̕͜t̵͖͛̀̌̄̒̆̃̍̋̀͒͘͝ ̷̨̛̼̪̾̈̓̈́́̊̈́͑̕̚͝͠͠ę̸̦̯̠͓͖̯̤͓̫̟̟̪͂̐̓͛̽̐̈́̒̊̒̕ͅn̵̛̤̝͚̭̖͉̞̜̖̲̮͇̭̅̆̽̆́̔͑̒̒̇̀͠ͅǫ̴̘̞̲͉̗̹̲̰̦͙̓̈́̽̊̇̎̀̓̓̎̓̐̏̚ͅų̶̫̝͕̤͙͈͙̪̈̒̇̅̈́̉́͗͘g̸̫͋͛̓͘͝ḧ̸̨͓̬̺̯͇͎̠̗̭͚̩̱̰́́͆̅̃̊̚͝ ̸̼͚̺͓̙̥̭͓̼́̀̍̆̏̔̄̈̾̒͘͝İ̷̬͛̓̋͆͆̓̓̋̍͑̂͜͝ ̷̠͙̩̙̺̞̟͠S̷͖͙̦͇̟̞̥̖̦̈́̆̎̽̎͜͜m̵͎̹̫̗̰̱̄̈́͐̔̅̀̉̄͂̀̒̏̋̓e̴̗̪̙͉͓̥̦͕̞͌͗̈́̔͐̚l̷̡̨̨̢̥̜̮̑́l̴̙̞͇̙̣̠̪͙͙̮̻̩͎̀̇̾́̅̓͊̈̈́̈̀̃͘͝ͅ ̸̮̫̖͇͔̤̥̥̏̂̀̀̉̎̍͜f̶͕́̐̾͗̔̓̑̚͘͝͠o̶͉̞͎͗̽͂̓͑͐̔̐̏͆͋̚̚ơ̷͇̠̞̻̳̜͓̻̣̗̮̜̹̟͐̊̒͛͛̂̿̾͆̃͝͠d̸̨̔́̈́́̈́̀̒

(V pov)

Walking down this hallway always reminds me of the good times I spent with N and Tessa a long time ago when I was.. different to now

Besides Tessa's horrible parents we had something and now I have more N and Uzi that gremlin can't pretend forever that I'm not here~

Opening the door to the room Uzi is in its dark inside no signs of Uz- oh you have got to be fuckin kidding m-oh I can swear! Screw you you bloody filter! wait no time for that.

Uzi lunges at me due to me not paying attention has taken my arm off but it regenerated quite quickly

"F#ukin hell Uzi!"

"Of for f##k sake! of course I still have the filter"

"Hehehahehhah" Uzi laughs as I see that obvious solver symbol on her visor that is completely purple.

Just in time I parry her clawed hands and slash off one of her wings that just makes Uzi hiss in pain did I make her angr-

Next thing I know I'm grabbed by the leg slammed against the floor left and right as Uzi looks at me groan and then slams me a good 2 more times to the left as then right as the floor is cracked with my body marked on the floor.

I can't move It hurts everywhere The warnings fills my visor as some words read as follows 

{{motor function disabled running emergency repairs}}

"Ha huf"

Not again and N is not here to help this time am I actually going to die to this angsty teen!?!

"Hehahahaha" Uzi crawls over on-top of me I try to use my left hand to change it into a smg but Uzi just snaps it in half meanwhile giggling with psychotic laughter she's looking at were my core is not good!

I close my eyes and wait for her to swipe at me with her crawled hand only to hear struggling as I open my optics I see J and Dick restraining Uzi J holding on while Grayson very much struggling.

"Hurry J I can't hold on for much longer!" He says to J as she quickly does something and points her hand into something similar to what we shoot rockets from and then right after that Uzi stops struggling as her eyes go dark.

J is sighing in relief smae with Grayson.

"Good thing we got here on time" J says as she puts Uzi down with Grayson and walks over to me offering a hand that I most definitely take as I get back up again dusting myself off.

"How did you guys know I was in trouble?" I say genuinely curious.

"Well Uzi warned us in advance a program that temporary Shuts her down to be used on a moments notice if their are any signs of her about to go crazy" J said explaining it half heartily.

"And how did she warn you exactly?" I say to her as in return she pulls paper from her pocket and showed it to me.

"Alright then so what happens now?"

"We wait till Cyn wakes up so she can fix the problem as much as I like working I don't want to sort out something like this" J said

"Then what about you dick?"

"Well like J said I want Cyn to wake up first and see if she can fix the problem if not then we go to Bruce and from the way Uzi acted that's a WHOLE can of worms I don't feel like opening" dick said honestly I mean I feel the same way my old Uzi acted the same way and N didn't leave her behind and...helped her sort of like me.

"So..what now?"

"Now we put Uzi where Cyn is and hopefully when Cyn wakes up she can fix her we will leave that to you V" J said with her arms crossed 

I just groan in annoyance why do I have to pick up Uzi I mean I would very very eagerly but being tossed around like a ragdoll by Uziefy me pretty tired.

Deciding not to argue and suck it up I pick up Uzi while J opens the door out of the room dick leaves as J holds the door open while I also leave the room with a turned off Uzi In my arms.

You know..this would probably be a lot better is Uzi was awake to see this it would be more interesting and fun to see her reaction to what is going on heh.

Arriving into Bruce's cave I plop Uzi down on the table next to Cyn as I look at Uzi I can't help but remember the many mistakes ive made back in my old world how I treated N the countless lives ive taken not counting this world but those were deserved.

Sometimes I wonder if things could have been different but things happen I guess..I know I shouldn't feel any regret but the only regret I have is that I couldn't apologise to N for everything.

Sighing I leave the cave back into the manner going back to the recharge room to see how N's progress is going along with Uzi building him he looks almost done obviously missing some extra things but he looks almost complete.

Smiling slightly I walk out of the room just to catch Bruce right in front of the said door I opened to leave the recharge room.

"V"

"Bruce how's it going?"

"I'm here to give you something I'm going to give J Uzi and Cyn" he hands me something in my hand it's a chip?

"And..what does this do?"

"It's to prevent you J Uzi and Cyn from being hacked while giving you extra data on different marital arts" he says seriously while I only tilt my head slightly in confusion I mean I can do just fine myself without needing to know how to fight.

Just slice dice shoot and claw them apart it's not rocket science even the people that tried to invade here were ripped to shreds by me Uzi J and Cyn wait now that I think about it what did Cyn do to them? On Second thought I really don't want to know.

Plopping the chip in I scan the chip currently and hot dam so much data this will take ages to sort out but like what Bruce said just better security and information on how to fight better.

"Thanks Bruce" I smile at him his face cracks a small smile and then vanishes he walks back the way he came no before making a detour into another room he's probably going to J now I'll make sure N's parts are ready closing the door behind me I wonder what Uzi will do when she wakes up.

(J's Pov)

Trying to figure stuff out the hard way is annoying the anoying part is that and maybe some guilt is that I know well me Uzi and Cyn know where Jason is but we can't go get him other wise we change everything and Cyn's been adamant on trying not to change things unless it's completely necessary.

Having night with me helps a lot in this case since he makes me feel that everything in the end will work itself out in the end but..

I haven't noticed but I've spaced out for quite a bit.

"J"

"J..?"

"Your making that face again" a voice snaps me out of my thoughts and it's Grayson as he walked over to me.

"Making what face night?"

"You know what I'm talking about that kind of guilty expression mixed with Bruce's stone cold face in the mix" he says while I just sigh putting my fingers in between where my nose would be.

"Am I really making that face again.."

"Yes you are you look stressed" he wraps his arms around me and hugs me much to my surprise it still feels nice and warm.

"Now tell me how you feel like we practiced come on" he says to me one of the reasons I like to be around Grayson is because he actually helped me he broke though my set up wall emotionally and tore it down like paper not looking at J the hard working maid/helper to Bruce but ME the old me.

"I feel.. obviously stressed worried and.. unsure how things will playout in the end"

"I'm sure everything will be fine don't overthink stuff just worry about the important things..okay?" 

Taking a deep none existent breath and letting it out he slowly stops hugging me but hold me slightly.

"Thank you.. Master Dick" I say to him as I smile slightly at him.

"A a uh don't call me Master Dick I told you just call me Grayson" he says to me as he pokes my cheek jokingly as I laugh slightly and smile more.

"Right...sorry Gray"

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