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Cycles of Chaos
Cycle Three
Chapter Three of Six
“Welcome back,” Metron said as he opened his eyes inside a transparent metal tube. “Are you aware of what has taken place over the last two weeks since you were divided into four separate bodies?”
“I can remember sort of, it’s like four different dreams I had so it’s pretty jumbled,” he said and Metron nodded. He was relieved about one thing though his powers seemed to be back to normal no more freakish energy powers to deal with. “Can I get out of this tube now?”
“I would prefer to observe you for a longer time to make sure you are suffering no side effects from the integration,” Metron said and then produced a small band full of glowing lights. “However, I doubt you would enjoy such a precaution so as long as you wear this monitoring device I will allow you to leave the tube.”
“Sure, I’ll wear it,” He quickly consented. He just wanted out of that tube he needed to find Cassie and apologize for the actions of the yellow and blue versions of himself. As soon as the device was strapped to his wrist he took off relieved to fly normally again. He was about to take off and search for Cassie when he heard Secret calling his name. “Yeah what is it Secret?”
“Cassie, asked me to give you this when you got fixed,” She said holding a letter out towards him. He took it and skimmed it and found himself frowning. “What’s the matter?” She asked concern clear in her voice.
“She’s asked me to stay away from her for a few days so she can think about everything.” He couldn’t blame her but it still hurt not to get to speak with her. “I should go ask Rob if I should stay away or not.”
“No, he’s too busy you should go ask someone else.” Secret said way too quickly. “In fact why don’t you just go see Cassie I’m sure she’s over it now.” She was basically pushing him toward the direction he’d have to fly to reach Cassie’s house.
“Greta, can I borrow my younger self for a moment,” The older him said dropping out of the sky behind them. He saw Secret give his older self a dark glare and then fly off leaving him confused. “She really isn’t taking the revelation of the true nature of me and my Tim’s relationship well.” His older counterpart said watching her go.
“Is that what that was about?” He glanced at his future self. “Is she afraid if I go talk to Rob the two of us will start making our or something?” His future self nodded and he felt embarrassed. “No way that would just be weird.” He then remembered who he was talking to when the other man laughed. “So what did you want to talk about?”
“Nothing really, I just figured you needed rescuing from Secret before she freaked out on you out of jealousy.” His older self started to drift away and then turned back. “Also if you want to talk about how to deal with your outing to everyone before they all forget I’m available.”
“How did Cassie take it in your time?” He asked as it was the first question that came to him. He was sure things would be okay with the others but he wasn’t sure Cassie was going to get over it. “I mean it must have surprised her when you started dating Robin.”
“Not really she’d seen me with guys before that,” His older counterpart Connor he reminded himself said. “The first time she ever saw me with a guy was a different story though she didn’t take it well.” Connor looked thoughtful. “Though to be fair we hadn’t really got our friendship back on track from our break up yet.” His older self smiled then, “Tim’s former fiancee took it so much better.”
“So what should I do just avoid her until things reset again?” He asked and saw his future self frown. “What it would take care of the problem I mean only me and the folks from other worlds would remember and I can ask them not to say something.”
“I think you should take the time to talk things out with her in a few days,” Connor said giving him a hard look. “You should find a way to be honest with her because it could only help your odds of working out this time around.”
“Shouldn’t you be trying to set me up with Tim instead of helping me fix things with Cassie,” He asked and flinched at the dark look Connor gave him. He was getting really self conscious as Connor didn’t speak just kept glaring at him.
“That isn’t funny,” His older self said after an agonizing silence. “Regardless of who you end up with rather it’s Cassie, Tim or someone else you won’t turn into me,” he paused obviously thinking, “unless you forget everything with the final reset then maybe you’ll turn into me.” His older self began to lift off again. “I suggest you go think about things and decide what you are going to do.”
He nodded and Connor took off flying away. He took off back toward Hawaii he’d go visit Tana’s grave and think about things. He wished she was around to talk to at times like this because even after they’d broken up she’d always been a good friend.
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“So how many times did you have to insist you weren’t involved with your world’s Kon before Bruce believed you?” His older counterpart asked surprising him. He glanced back at him before turning back to the computer where he was still trying to locate the clone Kon and Bart. “Connor, told me all about Batman’s visit so I know he had to interrogate you just before he left.”
“He took my word for it after only one question,” He said not that he thought Bruce totally believed him. “It is weird that he never bothered to ask me if I ever was attracted to men or if it is a change brought about by that future event Metron mentioned.”
“Bruce, never cared if I dated a guy or a girl,” his older self said with a weak smile. “He didn’t particularly care for anyone I dated but he never really objected until Kon.” His older self shook his head. “Even seven years later the two really only get along for mine and Clark’s sake.”
“So Batman and Superman still have their unique relationship in your time?” He asked not really surprised though he occasionally wondered if it was ever going to collapse under the weight of their respective issues.
“Yes, they are still best friends and each other’s worst critic,” his older self said with a hint of a smile. “I don’t think the next generation is going to be as friendly though,” his older self was frowning. “Damian and Connor hate each other so I doubt the tradition will continue when Bruce and Clark step down even if Connor and I do somehow end up back home.”
“How do we get along with Bruce’s son I only saw the older version for a short time before the last restart?” He was curious how they would get along. He found the idea of Bruce having a kid out there slightly unnerving.
“We have learned to tolerate each other,” his older self said with a guarded look. He knew himself well enough to guess that his older self didn’t care for Bruce’s son much. “Our relationship got off to a rocky start.”
“That’s an understatement,” Connor said as he entered the room. “For a while I thought it was only a matter of time before you were going to snap and put the little creep in traction.” He saw his older self frown at Connor’s words. “Believe me if he’d stayed on the Titans any longer I’d have given into temptation and done so.”
“We have a problem,” Metron announced appearing before either he or his future self could react to Connor’s statement. He could tell that Metron was speaking primarily to Connor and he wondered why he seemed to be singling him out so much.
“What kind of problem,” his older self asked quickly. He noticed that the older version of himself also seemed to have noticed that Metron was speaking primarily to Connor. He thought back and noticed that Metron had payed more attention to Connor than anyone else since this whole thing began.
“I have learned that the two clones come from a level of hypertime between the one you and Nightwing come from and this one,” Metron said a hint of excitement in his voice. “I believe they found their way here by journeying through the hole the four of you made on your initial journey.”
“How is that a problem?” Connor asked before anyone else could. “Are they going to start causing problems like we do?” He wondered if Metron even heard Connor because he still had a look of excitement on his face. He wondered again not for the first time if they could even trust the new god.
“No they will not cause those types of problems,” Metron said finally. “The problem is they will attempt to return home soon and it will cause a shock wave that will affect everyone and everything on this Earth.”
“So we need to stop them,” Connor said as if it was that simple. He saw Metron shaking his head and a confused Connor asked, “Is there a reason we can’t stop them?” Metron seemed to stare off into space for a moment before he finally answered.
“If they don’t go through with this then the shockwave will be even worse than the one they will cause,” Metron said grimly. “I am informing you of this event because once again I must take my leave of this reality or risk losing everything I have gained.” Metron then looked straight at Connor. “Also my instruments predict that something alien to our sphere of existence will emerge into our hypertime as a result of this event and it must be contained.”
“What exactly will be coming through,” His older counterpart said, “and how can we contain it.” He noticed Metron was glancing at something on one of his screens and seemed to be ignoring his older counterpart’s question.
“It is a small chunk of unknown matter that will be contained by the Motherbox Nightwing is wearing,” Metron said finally. “He simply needs to be present when it emerges into this world.” He then turned toward them. “The motherbox will transport you to the location where the event is to occur a few seconds before it happens.” Metron then looked somber. “I will return after this drama has concluded.” Seconds later Metron was gone.
He turned toward his older counterpart and Connor only to see Connor vanishing into a boom tube. “It appears to be happening now,” His older counterpart said grimly. “We should try to warn the others.”
They had both just turned towards the door when a blast of white light enveloped everything. He felt himself shifting and changing and his mind flooded with images of strange worlds. He realized he was flashing back through every weird transformation he’d experienced in the previous two cycles but now their memories were coming with them. He tried to focus on his own memories but eventually the strain became too much and he lost himself in the confusion.
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Cycles of Chaos
Cycle Three
Chapter Three of Six
“Welcome back,” Metron said as he opened his eyes inside a transparent metal tube. “Are you aware of what has taken place over the last two weeks since you were divided into four separate bodies?”
“I can remember sort of, it’s like four different dreams I had so it’s pretty jumbled,” he said and Metron nodded. He was relieved about one thing though his powers seemed to be back to normal no more freakish energy powers to deal with. “Can I get out of this tube now?”
“I would prefer to observe you for a longer time to make sure you are suffering no side effects from the integration,” Metron said and then produced a small band full of glowing lights. “However, I doubt you would enjoy such a precaution so as long as you wear this monitoring device I will allow you to leave the tube.”
“Sure, I’ll wear it,” He quickly consented. He just wanted out of that tube he needed to find Cassie and apologize for the actions of the yellow and blue versions of himself. As soon as the device was strapped to his wrist he took off relieved to fly normally again. He was about to take off and search for Cassie when he heard Secret calling his name. “Yeah what is it Secret?”
“Cassie, asked me to give you this when you got fixed,” She said holding a letter out towards him. He took it and skimmed it and found himself frowning. “What’s the matter?” She asked concern clear in her voice.
“She’s asked me to stay away from her for a few days so she can think about everything.” He couldn’t blame her but it still hurt not to get to speak with her. “I should go ask Rob if I should stay away or not.”
“No, he’s too busy you should go ask someone else.” Secret said way too quickly. “In fact why don’t you just go see Cassie I’m sure she’s over it now.” She was basically pushing him toward the direction he’d have to fly to reach Cassie’s house.
“Greta, can I borrow my younger self for a moment,” The older him said dropping out of the sky behind them. He saw Secret give his older self a dark glare and then fly off leaving him confused. “She really isn’t taking the revelation of the true nature of me and my Tim’s relationship well.” His older counterpart said watching her go.
“Is that what that was about?” He glanced at his future self. “Is she afraid if I go talk to Rob the two of us will start making our or something?” His future self nodded and he felt embarrassed. “No way that would just be weird.” He then remembered who he was talking to when the other man laughed. “So what did you want to talk about?”
“Nothing really, I just figured you needed rescuing from Secret before she freaked out on you out of jealousy.” His older self started to drift away and then turned back. “Also if you want to talk about how to deal with your outing to everyone before they all forget I’m available.”
“How did Cassie take it in your time?” He asked as it was the first question that came to him. He was sure things would be okay with the others but he wasn’t sure Cassie was going to get over it. “I mean it must have surprised her when you started dating Robin.”
“Not really she’d seen me with guys before that,” His older counterpart Connor he reminded himself said. “The first time she ever saw me with a guy was a different story though she didn’t take it well.” Connor looked thoughtful. “Though to be fair we hadn’t really got our friendship back on track from our break up yet.” His older self smiled then, “Tim’s former fiancee took it so much better.”
“So what should I do just avoid her until things reset again?” He asked and saw his future self frown. “What it would take care of the problem I mean only me and the folks from other worlds would remember and I can ask them not to say something.”
“I think you should take the time to talk things out with her in a few days,” Connor said giving him a hard look. “You should find a way to be honest with her because it could only help your odds of working out this time around.”
“Shouldn’t you be trying to set me up with Tim instead of helping me fix things with Cassie,” He asked and flinched at the dark look Connor gave him. He was getting really self conscious as Connor didn’t speak just kept glaring at him.
“That isn’t funny,” His older self said after an agonizing silence. “Regardless of who you end up with rather it’s Cassie, Tim or someone else you won’t turn into me,” he paused obviously thinking, “unless you forget everything with the final reset then maybe you’ll turn into me.” His older self began to lift off again. “I suggest you go think about things and decide what you are going to do.”
He nodded and Connor took off flying away. He took off back toward Hawaii he’d go visit Tana’s grave and think about things. He wished she was around to talk to at times like this because even after they’d broken up she’d always been a good friend.
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“So how many times did you have to insist you weren’t involved with your world’s Kon before Bruce believed you?” His older counterpart asked surprising him. He glanced back at him before turning back to the computer where he was still trying to locate the clone Kon and Bart. “Connor, told me all about Batman’s visit so I know he had to interrogate you just before he left.”
“He took my word for it after only one question,” He said not that he thought Bruce totally believed him. “It is weird that he never bothered to ask me if I ever was attracted to men or if it is a change brought about by that future event Metron mentioned.”
“Bruce, never cared if I dated a guy or a girl,” his older self said with a weak smile. “He didn’t particularly care for anyone I dated but he never really objected until Kon.” His older self shook his head. “Even seven years later the two really only get along for mine and Clark’s sake.”
“So Batman and Superman still have their unique relationship in your time?” He asked not really surprised though he occasionally wondered if it was ever going to collapse under the weight of their respective issues.
“Yes, they are still best friends and each other’s worst critic,” his older self said with a hint of a smile. “I don’t think the next generation is going to be as friendly though,” his older self was frowning. “Damian and Connor hate each other so I doubt the tradition will continue when Bruce and Clark step down even if Connor and I do somehow end up back home.”
“How do we get along with Bruce’s son I only saw the older version for a short time before the last restart?” He was curious how they would get along. He found the idea of Bruce having a kid out there slightly unnerving.
“We have learned to tolerate each other,” his older self said with a guarded look. He knew himself well enough to guess that his older self didn’t care for Bruce’s son much. “Our relationship got off to a rocky start.”
“That’s an understatement,” Connor said as he entered the room. “For a while I thought it was only a matter of time before you were going to snap and put the little creep in traction.” He saw his older self frown at Connor’s words. “Believe me if he’d stayed on the Titans any longer I’d have given into temptation and done so.”
“We have a problem,” Metron announced appearing before either he or his future self could react to Connor’s statement. He could tell that Metron was speaking primarily to Connor and he wondered why he seemed to be singling him out so much.
“What kind of problem,” his older self asked quickly. He noticed that the older version of himself also seemed to have noticed that Metron was speaking primarily to Connor. He thought back and noticed that Metron had payed more attention to Connor than anyone else since this whole thing began.
“I have learned that the two clones come from a level of hypertime between the one you and Nightwing come from and this one,” Metron said a hint of excitement in his voice. “I believe they found their way here by journeying through the hole the four of you made on your initial journey.”
“How is that a problem?” Connor asked before anyone else could. “Are they going to start causing problems like we do?” He wondered if Metron even heard Connor because he still had a look of excitement on his face. He wondered again not for the first time if they could even trust the new god.
“No they will not cause those types of problems,” Metron said finally. “The problem is they will attempt to return home soon and it will cause a shock wave that will affect everyone and everything on this Earth.”
“So we need to stop them,” Connor said as if it was that simple. He saw Metron shaking his head and a confused Connor asked, “Is there a reason we can’t stop them?” Metron seemed to stare off into space for a moment before he finally answered.
“If they don’t go through with this then the shockwave will be even worse than the one they will cause,” Metron said grimly. “I am informing you of this event because once again I must take my leave of this reality or risk losing everything I have gained.” Metron then looked straight at Connor. “Also my instruments predict that something alien to our sphere of existence will emerge into our hypertime as a result of this event and it must be contained.”
“What exactly will be coming through,” His older counterpart said, “and how can we contain it.” He noticed Metron was glancing at something on one of his screens and seemed to be ignoring his older counterpart’s question.
“It is a small chunk of unknown matter that will be contained by the Motherbox Nightwing is wearing,” Metron said finally. “He simply needs to be present when it emerges into this world.” He then turned toward them. “The motherbox will transport you to the location where the event is to occur a few seconds before it happens.” Metron then looked somber. “I will return after this drama has concluded.” Seconds later Metron was gone.
He turned toward his older counterpart and Connor only to see Connor vanishing into a boom tube. “It appears to be happening now,” His older counterpart said grimly. “We should try to warn the others.”
They had both just turned towards the door when a blast of white light enveloped everything. He felt himself shifting and changing and his mind flooded with images of strange worlds. He realized he was flashing back through every weird transformation he’d experienced in the previous two cycles but now their memories were coming with them. He tried to focus on his own memories but eventually the strain became too much and he lost himself in the confusion.
To be continued..
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