[Comprehensive British and American] Reversal of the future

"Of course you are not."

Bruce heard Scott speak in a normal tone.

Logan froze.

Scott curled his lips, and flicked the back of Logan's hand with his fingers. It's hard to imagine that under the flesh and blood of human beings, there are metal bones hidden, indestructible, and able to be stretched out as weapons.Then, he continued: "According to my judgment, you must be one of Stryker's experimental subjects, but you are more powerful, you escaped. Then, you turned around to take revenge and rescued us by the way. "

"But regardless of whether you put saving us first or not, it is an indisputable fact that you saved us. Logan..." Scott looked seriously at the man who was half a head taller than him, and said, "I was Although my eyes are inconvenient, I am not blind, so I cannot fail to recognize my savior."

"I didn't want to stop you from doing anything, but at the very least, you should wait until your body recovers and you get back some memory."

God knows if that Stryker will continue to hunt them down, what if Logan is found out and he doesn't know that Stryker, wouldn't he be sold and count the money for Stryker!

Scott, who had no idea that William Stryker was sentenced to death for various crimes two years ago because of pressure from mutants, thought seriously.

"What if I can't remember anymore?" Logan said slowly, his tone softened a lot.

No memory, no past, everything in the world is strange, the body is strange, and the fighting instinct is also strange.

Everything is strange.

Scott raised his hand and patted Logan on the shoulder, and said solemnly: "Although I can't knock down my memory to accompany you, we are both unlucky ones who messed up time and were caught by the same research institute." , I will help you."

"It's up to you?" Logan's tone was very disdainful, but his tense shoulders had already relaxed.

"Is it up to you?" Scott snapped back without hesitation, then looked at Logan critically up and down, then frowned, and said, "Have you brushed your teeth? Have you washed your face? "

Logan had lost his memory before, so much that he couldn't even brush his teeth and wash his face, and Scott personally guided him.

Logan was silent for a moment, then pointed to Scott's pajamas, and asked calmly, "Have you brushed your teeth? Have you washed your face?"

Scott froze.In the dream last night, a voice instructed him how to control his power, but when he woke up, he didn't think it was just a dream.So he rushed downstairs in his pajamas, and ran into the garden to test his strength.

Indeed he neither brushed his teeth nor washed his face.

Logan: "Ha."

Scott walked past Logan expressionlessly, and stepped on Logan's instep with precision, making him gasp in pain.Before Logan could clean up the vindictive boy, Scott grabbed Logan by the collar and dragged him into the villa.

Scott never mentioned the fact that he stepped on Logan's foot, but said very calmly: "Let's go back together."

"Boy!"

"Your size, boy, you can either be called Scott or Summers, you can add a gentleman, and then you can call me boy, believe it or not, I will take care of you."

"Just you?"

"It's just me!"

Bruce, who was completely forgotten by the two of them: "..."

Well, he'd better go back to the bedroom and sleep.

Bruce, who was actually kicked out of the Batcave by Thomas and Martha before, sighed faintly.

After his mother returned, her temper became much more aggressive.She and her dad had forced the design and planning of the Batcave, vowing that if Bruce didn't go to bed she would smash the Batcave, killing his plans for Batman.

How could he, being a gentleman, offend a lady, especially if that lady was his dear mother.

With a helpless smile on the corner of Bruce's mouth, he walked towards the villa.

At this moment, he seemed to sense something, and suddenly turned his head to look in one direction.

The estate is very quiet.

After Alfred came forward to give the other servants of the manor a long paid vacation, only their family and five guests remained in Wayne Manor.This makes the manor look empty and more like Wayne Manor in the future.

When he decided to become Batman, although Wayne Manor was restarted, it only lived with him and Afu.Then Dick, Jason, Tim, and Damian.

Their fate all proved that Bruce was not a competent father.

Bruce stared fixedly at the red maple tree destroyed by Scott, but the corner of his eye carefully scanned every corner.

After a while, Bruce turned around slowly and walked towards the villa.

In just three steps, he suddenly raised his hand, and a bat dart was shot in one direction. With a "clang", the bat dart was accurately shot into the trunk of a tree.

Bruce turned and walked back, slowly pulling out the bat dart.He frowned tightly and murmured, "Illusion?"

Biting his lip, Bruce reluctantly blamed his previous delusion on the lack of concentration caused by not sleeping for more than seventeen hours.

This body is too young and too delicate.

Only seventeen hours.

Future Batman snorted dissatisfiedly, and put away the bat dart with his backhand.He stepped hard on the soft ground under his feet, and walked towards the villa angrily.

It was a short distance, and it took Bruce 10 minutes to enter the villa.He was always on the lookout for a corner of the garden, even if he didn't see anything.

It wasn't until he completely regarded his feeling as an illusion, and when he returned to his bedroom to rest, in the corner of the garden, a young figure walked out behind a big tree with luxuriant branches.

It was a boy who looked about seven or eight years old, with exquisite facial features, he had dark brown and almost black hair, and pure blue eyes seemed to have fragments of stars falling into them.

He was wearing a crimson plaid pajamas, his feet in cotton socks kept a foot from the ground.He was completely suspended in mid-air, as if there was a magical force supporting his body.

The boy looked in the direction Bruce was leaving, his lips moved, and a name came out silently.

Bruce...

Just as the boy was looking in the direction Bruce was leaving in a daze, a voice sounded behind him.

"The blood of the eternal gods."

The boy turned his head abruptly, and he saw a man with black hair and black eyes standing behind him at some point.He was wearing elegant trousers and a shirt, and he looked at him quietly with dark eyes, like a god overlooking the world.

The boy's body subconsciously flew up half a meter, and a red gleam appeared in the bottom of his blue eyes.But he remembered something, blinked his eyes quickly, then stared at the man closely with the restored blue eyes, and said coldly: "Who are you?!"

The heartbeat he heard didn't include the existence of the man in front of him, no, more than that, even if this person was standing in front of him, he didn't hear his heartbeat.

He didn't mean anything else, he just, he just came to see Bruce.

Currently eight-year-old Clark Kent looked at Beria vigilantly, frowned, and asked very seriously: "Why are you in Wayne Manor? What do you want to do to Bruce? You..."

Bruce?

Beria raised his eyebrows, this little guy came for Bruce.

He raised his eyes and glanced in the direction of the villa.

Following Beria's line of sight, Clark subconsciously looked over, only to see the young Bruce standing by the floor-to-ceiling windows in the bedroom on the third floor, with those blue eyes looking towards him.

It's hard to describe Clark's mood at this time. It's probably like a golden retriever who stole a bone in the kitchen without the owner's permission, and was discovered by the owner before he could lick it. His body tensed up, and he immediately wanted to ignore it and run away first.

Just when Clark was about to use his current speed, which is not faster than the speed of light, to escape first, Beria said coolly, "He can't see you."

Superman: "???"

Belial shrugged and said, "However, if you break away from this illusion enchantment..."

Clark fell to the ground with a swipe, and the woolen socks stepped directly on the soft soil of the garden.But he didn't care about the possibility of being nagged by his mother, but opened his eyes wide and looked in the direction of the window.

Sure enough, Bruce just glanced at the garden and drew the curtains.Clark's X-sight showed him that young Bruce yawned and threw himself on the bed. He rubbed the covers and fell asleep quickly.

Clark's gaze unconsciously became soft and focused.

"I just wanted to come and see him..." Clark's voice became low, "I, I came a little late, if, if..."

If only he had woken up a few days earlier, he would have saved Bruce's parents.

He knew that, even if Bruce never mentioned it, but the 12-year-old dark alley, two gunshots one after another, was the pain that Bruce could never heal.

Rao knows how much he misses Bruce, even in the eyes of everyone, Superman hates Batman to the bone, only he knows, with the red sun rays eliminating all his powers, making him like an ordinary person, no longer listening When there were no voices from all over the world, he gradually pieced together the figure in his heart.

It wasn't Louise who died because of the clown's plot - of course he loved Louise, that's what a man loves for the best woman.But when those feelings of admiration gradually settled, Bruce's figure gradually emerged.

Bruce was his best partner, his soul mate, the anchor of his soul.

Superman's loss of control didn't start when he killed Lois by mistake, but when Bruce stood on his opposite.

However, this is a fact that Superman only wanted to understand after a long time.

They fought for freedom and peace in their respective senses, even if they were former companions, as long as they stood on the opposite side of him, he would kill them without hesitation.

When the Son of Light decides not to treat this world kindly any more, the world is as fragile as a papier mache, even if they have kryptonite, they cannot compete with him.

Batman is an exception.

With a body of flesh and blood and a heart of steel, he actually led that group of human wastes to success.

He didn't know how Bruce convinced the group of human waste that they didn't kill him, but put him in a prison filled with red rays.

They made gods into mortals.

Clark sneered in the prison. He knew the group of cowardly but greedy humans. A powerful Kryptonian fell into their hands. After pulling out his minions, the next step was to study his body and explore his power.

But they didn't.

Clark seemed to be forgotten in the prison. After an unknown period of time, the door of the prison was opened, and the human leader of the earth came to him and released him.

They needed Superman to lead mankind to repel the aliens who invaded the earth. Between the fall of the earth and the release of a dictatorial alien who ruled the earth, they had no choice but to choose the latter.

Because this world is like this, the weak prey on the strong, even if the rabbits can use the trap to bring down the lions for a while, they can't stop the wolves from slaughtering them.

They can only pray to the lion for help, even if it means giving up some of their freedom.

See it, Bruce.

Clark walked out of the red ray prison, feeling the power given to him by the yellow sun, and sneered in his heart.

This is what he did to lead a liberated humanity.

If there is no so-called resistance before, and he has been ruling this planet, no aliens would dare to stretch their hands here.

Among the Earth's army, he did not see the existence of Batman.He thought it was because human beings were worried that he would forget the existence of alien invaders after seeing Batman, and fought recklessly, so he didn't let Batman dangle under his nose.

"Bruce... Batman..."

Clark chewed the name slowly, venting all the anger in his heart on the group of aliens.And when the dust settled, he still hadn't seen Batman.

Under Superman's questioning, the human president had to tell him that Batman did not participate in this war.He's in the rebuilt Gotham City, on Bruce Wayne's estate.In the end, he asked Superman, please don't embarrass Batman, please give him a face.

He sneered, do these humans think he will kill Batman?

Even if these human beings thought he was going to kill Batman, they didn't stop him, but only hoped that he could give Batman a face?

This is the human being that Batman has always protected!

Superman couldn't help but sneered in his heart. He didn't bother to explain to the group of humans, but flew directly to Wayne Manor.

The order of the rebuilt Gotham City is much better than that of the original Gotham City. Clark has reason to believe that this is because he solved all the lunatics in Arkham.The kindness of not killing should not be given to this group of scum among human beings, their survival will only cause more innocent people to die.

Why couldn't Bruce understand this?

Humans don't need too much power and freedom, they just need to live under his order.

There is no war, no killing, such a world is a perfect world.

It's not surprising that Clark's eyes can't see through Wayne Manor, it's just Batman's usual trick.

Batman is used to holding the weaknesses of every member of the Justice League in his palm, and his own weaknesses, he will firmly hide them from being discovered by anyone.

Although he hated the clown, the clown was right.

Batman is the real madman.

Clark's brain is filled with all kinds of chaotic thoughts, the past and the present, the beautiful and the ugly, it seems that only when the brain is completely filled can he not feel nervous and bewildered.

He hadn't seen Bruce for a long time.

And when he pushed open the bedroom door and saw Bruce lying on the bed with his eyes slightly closed, Clark's mind went blank.

So, does Batman get old too?

Frost-white color crawled on his temples, steel-blue eyes became cloudy, lips like rose petals withered, the handsome face of Brucey Baby, who once made Gotham men and women crazy, was full of decay. breath.

But the corners of his mouth were slightly raised, as if death was not terrible, but a date he was about to rush to.

So, does Batman die too?

Clark was in a state of great absurdity. He couldn't believe what he saw. He almost thought that everything in front of him was a trick created by magic.

How could Batman be old, how could Bruce be... dead?

After countless battles, even the Man of Steel needs a rest, but Batman is always the last one standing.After the war, everything needs his handling.Even though he was dazzled by anger and broke Bruce's spine in order to curb his fighting power, but in less than three months, he appeared at the forefront of the rebel army, as if the injury that Superman once brought to him Not worth mentioning.

Batman is the one who is immortal.

Clark staggered and knelt beside Bruce's bed, staring blankly at the dying man.

At this moment, Clark realized that after taking off the Batman uniform, Bruce Wayne was just a human being, just a human being who overdrawn himself for the sake of fighting and was about to die.

Krypton's technology, the power of magic, he has tried all methods, but Bruce's life is still like the fine sand between his fingers, passing irretrievably.

He only saved Bruce's life for three days.

On the first day, he swore in Bruce's ear that if Bruce died, he would destroy Gotham and let the earth be buried with him.Everything he cherishes, he will destroy together.

The next day, he started promising.As long as Bruce survives, he will no longer try to rule the world, he can be the Superman he once was, he can become the Son of Light once, as long as Bruce can survive.He's willing to let Bruce watch over him, those damn things, he's willing to let Bruce buckle him.

On the third day, he held Bruce's withered hand and revealed the biggest secret to the dying man.

He loved him, always loved him.

Like a deer, thirsty for water.

The funniest thing is that he only realized it when he was about to lose him.

Bruce was eventually buried by him at Wayne Manor, next to his parents' tombstones, next to his adopted son and Alfred.

Looking at the row of tombstones, Clark suddenly recalled what he had paid and what Bruce had paid for all these years of struggle.

Clark wasn't trying to seize world domination, or returning to normal life, and he wasn't even staying in Gotham.

He came to the far North Pole, and he was sitting in the Fortress of Solitude, holding a black bat dart in his hand.

He suddenly realized that he no longer had nostalgia for this world.

But he has no way to leave the earth.

His anchor and his roots stayed on the earth, and he could take him away, but he thought that Bruce would prefer to stay on the earth, in the home that belonged to Bruce Wayne.

The near-immortal Kryptonians under the yellow sun have no idea when such days will end.

He doesn't listen or look at it. The natural and man-made disasters in this world are no longer the focus of his attention.His eyes are always looking in the direction of Gotham, and his ears are only listening to everything in Wayne Manor.

Until that day comes.

A sonic boom erupted in the space, and everything around became distorted. It seemed that a hand had turned the world around, and everything in the world made an overwhelmed sound.

The end comes without warning and irreversibly.

After Bruce's death, Clark left the Fortress of Solitude for the first time.He rushed to Gotham as fast as he could, to Bruce's side.

Everything around was booming, and the centuries-old buildings in the manor collapsed.There was the sound of someone calling for help in the distance, and everyone was trying to escape the disaster.

But the only Kryptonian who had the strength to escape from this disaster stood in front of Bruce Wayne's grave, raising his hand to caress the cold tombstone.

He looked at the tombstone, opened his mouth slowly, and said, I can finally come to see you.

The world is destroyed.

Clark hopes that there is a kingdom of the dead in this world, which will allow him to meet Bruce again.

But what he didn't expect was that when he opened his eyes, he found himself squatting in a cramped and dark room, his eyes were soaked with tears.He dazedly wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes with his fingers, not understanding how this fragile emotion would appear on him again.

Then, through the door, he heard Martha's mother's voice.

A gentle, pity-filled voice.

"Imagine you're on an island..."

Clark suddenly recalled that this was when he was eight years old, and his superpowers ushered in the first awakening.

Countless voices from the world converged in his ears, and the uncontrollable X-sight allowed him to see the flesh and blood that had been stripped of its beautiful shell, the white bones, and the beating heart. For an eight-year-old boy, it was simply the most terrifying of horror movies.

He fled the classroom in horror and hid in the small utility room.

It was under the guidance of Martha's mother's voice that he initially controlled his own strength.

He opened the door, threw himself into Mama Martha's arms, and hugged his mother tightly.

The author has something to say: #818Future Hot Wolverine#

Cheap: Hey, old wolf, go clubbing.

Uncle Wolf: Are you treating me?

Cheap: ... Didn't you just receive your salary?

Uncle Wolf: Oh, it has already been handed in.

Cheap: ...

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Unrighteous Super + Unrighteous Bat~

Speaking of the picturesque Gotham in the future, there is a big bat, a little bat, and a clown mother→_→The big bat said, whoever dares to stop my little bat from the underworld, I will let his whole family stop.The clown mother sneered at everyone in Arkham. Although she was a prison mate in her previous life, whoever dares to make my little bat feel uncomfortable in this life will go to hell quickly.It's about you, bootleg clown!

The comic image of Superman is black hair and blue eyes, with a small S-shaped curly hair on his forehead. There are too many movie versions, some are pure black, some are dark brown, and some seem to be golden hair == dark brown and close to black here.

Based on the comprehensive world view, the Kryptonians have the blood of the eternal gods and descendants of mixed blood.After all, the entire universe is the worldview supported by the Twin Sacred Trees~