[DC+Marvel] why so serious

"Wow! Wow." The familiar and characteristic voice sounded in Jamie's head.

"I just went to work for a while, why can you make yourself like this?" The clown didn't know whether to be happy that his son could not leave him for a moment, or to be angry with those who dared to hurt his son.

"Daddy, Ilost Bucky and my clowns were dead." Jamie said blankly.

"Huh?" The clown was busy playing games with Batman. It's hard to say that he succeeded in making Batman a "sinner" in Gotham City. It's just that when he let the dog bite Batman, he took advantage of Batman's time to fight back and savagely used iron. A few heavy beatings with a stick were enough to satisfy him for several days.

Then again, the clowns are dead, he understands.But, Bucky?Who is here?

The clown has always been practical, acting when he doesn't know what to think.He pushed away the memory of his absence for the past three days in little Jamie's mind, and rushed in.

"Hmm!" Jamie snorted, his hands that were originally flat on the white sheet suddenly clenched into fists, his brows furrowed.

"So it's the man in the mask!" Not long after, the clown slipped back into Jamie's memory.

"Although the man in the mask is somewhat similar to your little friend, to be honest, you don't have to be nice to him." The clown daddy swore that he just didn't want little Jamie wasting time on the man in the mask. Little Jamie ate the same donut.

"Daddy, I just want to fix it." Jamie said weakly, his brow twitching unnaturally.

"Remedy? Remedy what? Daddy's little Jamie, you don't owe him anything." The clown knew what his keen son had discovered, and he cunningly pretended not to understand, so he talked about what he said .

"..." Jamie lowered his eyes, he lied to Daddy for the first time.In his mind, he wove false memories to show daddy the real relationship between him and Bucky, leaving only the scene of eating donuts together at the donut shop.

He wants to protect Bucky.

Firstly, the clown did not expect that the child he raised with his own hands would lie to him, secondly, eating the donuts together was enough to stimulate him, and with Jamie’s words as if he had noticed something, he diverted the clown’s attention, and then let the bat The clown, who was extremely satisfied after a round of war with heroes, didn't notice.

At this moment, the door opened.

Walking in was a white man with a kind face and a very friendly face.

"Hi, Christine. Do you mind if I call you that? I'm Phil Coulson, an agent from the Homeland Strategic Defense Offensive and Logistics Support Agency." The man introduced himself.

"Hey, little Jamie, you don't need a friend, you should be like daddy, you just need an enemy, an opponent, someone who looks like Batman, an opponent who makes you complete." The clown was psychedelic and slightly excited Said in a tone that brainwashed Jamie.

He has changed his mind.The masked man who is similar to the sick son has always been an existence that will make his son yearn for light. Fortunately, this time the masked man was captured. If not, he...

Sitting in the highly guarded ward of the Arkham Asylum, the clown smiled slightly excitedly and crazily.

"Heh! Hey! Aha! Ha! Woo! Hee! Ha! Ha!" The clown's trademark crazy laughter resounded in the entire high-level custody ward, but neither the guards nor other "patients" of the same level No one dared to stop or disturb him.

"We are an independent department with special functions." Seeing that Jamie ignored him, Coulson didn't mind, and introduced his department with a smile, "We are affiliated to the International Security Council and are specially used to deal with various A special force for a strange event."

Coulson walked slowly to Jamie's bed, "I want to know what happened to you in that big room? Would you like to tell me?"

After laughing on the other side, the clown saw that his son was not too enthusiastic about the topic he had just said, so he rolled his eyes and said yes.

"Little Jamie knows why you lost that mask... oh! what's it called?" pretending to forget Bucky's name.

"Bucky." Jamie whispered the name softly.

Coulson said, "?"

The trick of pretending to forget the name of the key person is really tried and tested by the clown, "That's right, Bucky! When you just stare...and feel that Bucky is being taken away in front of you, do you feel powerless? Do you feel that things are not right? Is it supposed to be like this?"

"..." Jamie was silent, but it didn't matter, the clown convinced Jamie just like Harvey Dent, the former knight of light in Gotham City, that he didn't need any response from Jamie.

Coulson, who knew nothing, remembered that in the information given to him by Fu, it was written that Jamie was suspected of having schizophrenia, and another personality was extremely violent.He thought Jamie was talking to another "Jamie", so Jamie's reaction just now was established.

Coulson once again put on an amiable, even more cordial, and more careful smile, and did not mention what happened in the morning, but talked about himself softly: "I have a girlfriend, she is very talented cellist, maybe you'd like to listen to some cello pieces to relax."

Saying that, he went to activate the CD player in this "ward".

"All the unsatisfactory things in this world are due to the lack of ability of the person concerned. The world is judged by strength, and strength can determine the quality of everything, and you are too weak...that's why you lose...that's why you are led in front of you Go Bucky and kill your clowns."

Jamie's eyeballs rolled, and the clown was secretly happy, and continued to guide Jamie step by step on the path he set.

"This is a world where the weak prey on the strong. People will not sympathize with the weak. If you are not strong enough, you will be bullied or even killed by others. If you are still immersed in those trivial sorrows, you will only be eliminated."

"Do you like to listen to Mendelssohn's Wings of Singing? Or Gounod's Ave Maria? Actually, I don't know much about it, but my girlfriend forced me to learn it, and I can't..."

Coulson's voice sounded again, full of sweet helplessness and happiness.

"Shut up! Get out with me!!!" The clown's patience with the person who interrupted him again and again has reached the limit, and he roared unbearably.

However, from Coulson's point of view, the blond boy who hadn't reacted much on the bed suddenly raised his head and glared at him with a pair of black holes that were so dark that even light couldn't escape. , snarling at him violently and bloodthirstyly.

Coulson was stunned, and then quickly said soothingly: "Calm down, calm down, I'm leaving now." He walked out of the room harmlessly step by step.

The clown, who was finally happy and quiet, calmed down and continued to brainwash little Jamie, "Either become stronger and hurt others, or keep being the one who gets hurt. This is how this world is."

"The key is in your hands, depending on whether you want it or not." The clown is like the snake that tempted Adam and Eve to eat the forbidden fruit, full of temptation.

After saying this, the clown temporarily lost consciousness, returned to the Arkham Asylum to have a "friendly" chat with the "neighbors" and laughed at his colleagues in the asylum to his heart's content, leaving Jamie thinking quietly, because he knew The little Jamie he taught would have no choice but to unleash a real little devil.

The best way to make a person stronger is to have someone to protect.

There are very few people that Jamie wants to protect, dear Daddy, the dead Adair, Bucky who was captured, the clowns who trusted him, the weak Mr. Stark, and maybe his biological parents.

He hated the feeling of powerlessness.He watched weakly that Adair jumped off the tower, watched Bucky leave weakly, watched the clowns die weakly, and watched the distance between his parents and himself being blocked by a lot of government affairs.

He hated that feeling of powerlessness, and he wanted everyone to feel the pain he once felt.

but……

"If you don't like, don't do it."

Jamie wants to be strong and protect everyone he cares about, but he doesn't want to hurt others, and he doesn't want to follow the path that the clown prepared for him—becoming powerful, spreading chaos, and hurting people.

In fact, he doesn't like spreading evil and chaos at all, he doesn't want to hurt innocent people, he just wants to do what he likes.He didn't understand at all why Daddy liked to do this thankless thing, every time he worked hard to plan a round, he was always destroyed by Batman in the end, even if he let Batman eat him, but so what?He gets nothing at all.

Maybe, he should be honest with Daddy?Jamie thought optimistically.

"Daddy..."

"Daddy's little Jamie has already figured it out?" The clown who was mocking the appearance of the "neighbor" penguin wantonly decided to take a break for his beloved son.

The clown does evil without any purpose, not for money, not for beauty, not for drugs, not for territory, let alone the desire for power, but just for evil - this is his horror.

He sincerely hopes that his son can succeed him and become his heir, and together with him, spread chaos in two different universes.

"Daddy, I want to get stronger."

Jamie's opening sentence made the clown smile.

"But, I don't want to hurt innocent people." Jamie's expression flinched, he had never resisted the clown, he was afraid the clown would get angry.

"Little Jamie, Daddy, why don't you understand that in this cruel society, if you don't hurt people, people will hurt you." Under the clown's smooth silky voice, there seemed to be some irritability hidden.

"But as long as I'm strong enough, wouldn't they be able to hurt me?"

The clown's voice was getting more and more gnashing of teeth, "People think you're just a freak, just like me. They're going to hurt you!"

"Do not……"

Before Jamie finished speaking, the clown had no patience to listen to him anymore.

"Christine's mood seems very unstable." Coulson, who was ordered by the clown to leave the room, stood in front of the camera and said worriedly to Fury in front of him.

"Wait a minute." Fury said coolly.

I saw Jamie on the screen on the table beside him, picked up a knife that belonged to him, and walked into the bathroom.

They didn't install a camera in the bathroom, and Coulson looked at Fury worriedly.

Fury frowned, it wouldn't be good if something happened in their S.H.I.E.L.D. territory, and besides, his plan still needed Jamie's presence.

"Daddy, don't do this, I'm afraid." Jamie looked at himself in the mirror, his eyes were reddish, and his voice trembled.

"Don't be afraid. Daddy won't hurt you, will he?" the clown asked back.

Through the reflection of the mirror, you can clearly see "Jamie" holding a sharp knife on his mouth.

"You look nervous, are you afraid that Daddy will scar you?" "Jamie" in the mirror asked with a strange expression.

Jamie didn't answer, just inhaled nervously, his chest rising and falling.

"Jamie, spreading chaos is a very happy thing. Breaking the original rules and order, causing chaos, and achieving real fairness in the chaos. You did it when you were in the cathedral, and you were very happy at that time , Isn't it?" "Jamie" in the mirror said gently, but with the reflective knife in his hand, there was a kind of hair-raising feeling.

"Then... At that time, I didn't hurt innocent people. I just let those who harmed Adair get their due punishment." At this point, Jamie probably guessed what Daddy was going to do. He wasn't afraid, but He really wanted to be himself again.

"If you don't like, don't do it."

"Jamie, you don't always see the funny side of things. But that's okay." The "Jamie" in the mirror slowly increased the knife to his own face.

"Yeah." Jamie felt the pain on his face, and his breathing became more and more rapid.

"Daddy will help you." The clown was waiting, waiting for his son to apologize, and if Jamie was willing to change his mind, he would stop.

However, as the strength gradually increased, the scars gradually deepened, and the blood gradually increased.

But Jamie kept silent, just looking at "myself" in the mirror with a pair of trusting blue eyes.

"Kristen? Kristin? Kerry... oh my god!" Coulson was the first to burst into the room and the first to see "Jamie" self-harm.

Fury, Hill and others followed closely behind.

Against the background of the white wall, the boy with blond hair and blue eyes, who is as delicate as an angel, looked at them with excitement and madness in his eyes. A long bright red scar ran from the corner of his mouth to his cheek, forming a forever The imprint of the smiling state made him look like a ghost from hell.

I saw him grinning at them with a smile.

"Why so serious?"

The author has something to say: Please rest assured, good children, little Jamie has always been a child taught by the clown himself. No matter how he cleans up, he still has the clown's individualist side in his bones.

If you use the camp to say, the clown is chaotic evil, he is irritable, malicious, violent and unpredictable.To get what he wants, he acts impulsively and recklessly, spreading evil and chaos.Generally speaking, chaotic evils cooperate only when compelled, and their leaders often face struggle and assassination.

Then little Jamie will be chaotic neutral, act according to his hobbies, and be a complete individualist.He valued his own freedom, but he was unwilling to stand up and defend the freedom of others.He shuns authority, resents restrictions, and defies convention.Chaotic neutrals don't try to sabotage groups the way protesters or anarchists do, because those who do so are necessarily motivated by forces of good or evil.Most people are used to referring to chaotic neutral as "true chaos".Although a chaotic neutral is unpredictable, his behavior is not irrational, and he is not equally likely to walk across a bridge as he is to jump off it.The advantage of choosing chaotic neutrality is that you can ignore social restrictions or moral suasion.

"Whysoserious?" with a wide-eyed grin.