[Teen Titans Fic] Cycles of Chaos Cycle Two Side Story One Night Out

Disclaimer and notes on main fic Prologue.

This Takes place early in Cycle Two before C2 Chapter 2.

Cycles of Chaos
Cycle Two: Side Story One of Four
Night Out

He downed another beer at the trashed bar feeling good. “I’m glad we decided to do this,” He said belching loudly. He had enjoyed the bar fight not to mention scaring the piss out of the bartender who refused to serve them drinks. “If those bastiches are right about everything we do this week getting wiped out anyway why not have some fun.”

“I hear you,” the large guest from another world said. “It was funny watching that miniature riot break out when I walked down the street.” Doomsboy laughed loudly downing a bit of alcahol. “I bet if we headed to Metropolis we could start an actual riot since no one ever made a good clone of Doomsday here.”

“Sounds like fun,” He said smiling brightly. “The Super cycle is right outside so let’s go have some fun.” He started to walk away and then reached back grabbing a few bottles for the road the cycle could more than handle the driving. “Let’s go see how big a riot we can get going before the big blue boy scout shows up.”

“Why the hell not, I always wanted to throw down with him and see who was really better,” Doomsboy said climbing into the back of the Super cycle. ”Let’s go start a riot.” He aimed the super cycle and metropolis and then popped the top of large vodka and handed it back to Doomsboy. “Thanks you’re a lot of fun I wish you existed in my world.”

He laughed and didn’t say anything. So far Doomsboy was turning out to be an interesting addition to the situation. He was definitely more fun than some of those yahoos like Robin who had a permanent titanium rod shoved up his ass. He had made an effort to be their idea of a hero but now that he had an excuse to cut loose with no repercussions he was going to do it.

Once they arrived in Metropolis Doomsboy’s prediction came true in moments folks were running in fear from the monster that killed Superman. “This is fun,” he said smashing in a window and grabbing a nice jacket to replace the one he’d left at the bar.

“What do you idiots think your doing,” An angry voice said and he turned to see the older version of Super boy standing there looking furious. He decided to just ignore him and was heading to smash the next window when he was jerked off his feet and drug back. “Not one word Slo-bo,” the man said. He tried to open his mouth to tell him exactly what he thought of him but his mouth was held shut. “I said not one word,” He tried to use his face to make it clear to the other man exactly what he was calling him in his head.

He was then drug along as the guy grabbed Doomsday. “Hey Super Cycle you know the way back to the hotel take off,” this bastiche holding him said and their ride left. Then the freaking mother box on his arm beeped and they were back at the hotel threw a damn boom tube. “Now stay put if you take off again you’ll regret it.”

As soon as he could talk he unloaded every explenetive he knew at the other man who just stood there looking unconcerned as if he was less than nothing to him. “I should break your arrogant face,” He finally said and prepared to spit on the other man. He then found himself lifted off the ground by his neck. “Let me go,” He struggled but couldn’t do anything.

“I’m going to say this once Slo-bo I know what’s wrong with you,” He said. “I know your running around with Doomsboy trying to feel like the main man again because your DNA is degrading and your dying.” The older Superboy’s face was harsh. “I get it if you want to take a night out and go get shit faced go right ahead but causing major riots is going too far and if you do it again I’m locking you in the basement of the hotel.” The older Kon el dropped him and walked off leaving him sitting alone with Doomsboy.

“Man who knew another Conal could grow up to be such a bad ass,” Doomsboy said laughing. “It really makes me regret that I got suck with such a limp wristed little brother.” He ignored Doomsboy and walked off. His good mood ruined and he didn’t feel much like going out again tonight.

The End.

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[Teen Titans Fic] Cycles of Chaos Cycle Two Side Story Two Comparisons

Disclaimer and notes on Main story prologue.

This takes place just before Cycle Two Chapter 4 and shows why Superman was with the future Kon El.

Cycles of Chaos
Cycle Two: Side story
Comparisons

“Let me guess,” the older Kon El said as he landed behind him. “Bruce sent you to make sure I’m not a threat after I took out that Doomsday so easily.” He glanced back at him and smiled. “What I did to Doomsday in my world was more impressive but then I did it by accident there.”

“What did you do?” He asked curious Bruce had repeated the future Timothy Drake’s claims about what Kon El would grow into but this was the first time either them really believed them. “You took Doomsday down with a touch that is already very impressive.”

“Okay Clark I’m sure you heard about the time my younger self down there freaked out and took apart every gun in an entire city.” He nodded he’d heard about the incident. “Well I won’t bore you with details but Doomsday was rampaging around and my team was trying to stop him the JLA was off world at the time.” Kon El picked up a rock. “He got a hold of Tim and I panicked and my TK went wild and finished him off; it did this to him.” The rock he was holding exploded into a cloud of dust. “Residue of Doomsday covered more than a hundred square miles.” He knew he was staring down at the older Kon in shock but he couldn’t help himself. “He came back eventually,” Kon said shaking his head. “Some nut job decided Doomsday was the perfect weapon and used science to pull together enough of him for his regeneration to kick in and bring him back.”

“You really have become more powerful than me haven’t you?” He asked impressed at how powerful Kon El had actually become. “Bruce, thinks it means we should be careful about your younger self and watch him closer.”

“It couldn’t hurt, no offense Clark but you aren’t the best role model.” Kon said giving him a strange smile. “I know I freak you out cause I remind you of the fact you died.” He then laughed. “Believe me after I got to experience dying and coming back I got where I understood why you were always so standoffish.”

He took a moment to adjust to that fact. “You died and came back to life,” He asked and Kon El just nodded. “I guess it’s a family tradition.” He said shaking his head and saw Kon El smiling slightly. “Still I never would have imagined as a hybrid clone that you could become so powerful.”

“Well I was designed to be,” Kon said shaking his head. “Luthor altered his own DNA to be as close to Kryptonian as possible that’s probably why I developed all the powers but Jon and Lara down there didn’t” He glanced downward where his son and daughter from two different alternate worlds were talking quietly. “Of course like them I’ll always be inferior to you when it comes to metabolizing solar energy.” Kon said looking grim. “So even though I’ve got all the same powers as you plus my TK letting me do things you can’t dream of, there’s a limit to how long I can use my full strength.” Kon laughed a bit as he settled on the edge of the roof. “If I use my full strength for to long my body starts to eat itself and I can actually kill myself that way.”


“So the same thing could happen to Lara and Jon?” He asked still watching the future children he and Lois could potentially have. “They could kill themselves from pushing their bodies too far?” He glanced over at Kon El to see him shaking his head. “Your saying it can’t happen to them?”

“More likely that won’t happen,” Kon said with a smile. “Not to my son that showed up down there either.” He said as he stood up and lifted off the ground. “Though all of them are probably less effective than even I am at metabolizing solar energy their powers are scaled properly to what they can absorb so unless they really pushed I don’t think they’d experience what can happen to me.” He looked away. “I was created however as a weapon to hurt you.” Kon looked down at the kids. “It’s one reason why I tell Lara and Kara’s son not to compare themselves to me and why I stopped comparing myself to you and Luthor years ago.”

“I suppose that’s smart,” He looked away. “Are you sure this cousin of mine will arrive in a few months?” He asked thinking of the woman they’d been told had come to the past with them and was then gone. “I mean I didn’t think there were any other survivors from Krypton?”

“There are more than you can imagine and I wish you could remember so I could warn you about a lot of the crap that’s going to happen.” Kon El said shaking his head. “I plan to tell my younger self once he’s had time to get used to being a clone of you and Luthor but there’s only a infinitesimal chance he’ll remember.”

“Why don’t you tell me anyway I’ve managed to resist alterations in reality before,” He said and saw Kon frown. “Even if I forget it won’t hurt anything for you to tell me and see if I can remember it or not.”

“Yeah it would Clark,” Kon said shaking his head. “It could hurt you a lot for the time until Cassie vanishes.” He looked sad for a moment and then turned away. “I’ll make you a deal Clark when reality resets if you manage to remember the name Chris Kent then I’ll tell you everything.”

“Is Chris your son in your future,” He asked curious. “I know that you go by Connor in your world and I over heard Wonder boy telling his friends that his parents weren’t together in your world.” Kon looked startled by that question. “He’s not your son?”

“No he’s yours and Lois’s adopted son,” He said after a moment. “I don’t have any kids and most likely won’t since neither me or Tim are equipped to have them.” He was startled by that statement and knew he must have looked it because Kon El began to laugh. “I know it’s hard to believe considering what a skirt chaser my younger self is.” Kon sobered quickly. “I do wonder looking at him if I always swung both ways or if that’s just a side effect how the world was altered during the crisis.” He watched as Kon seemed to grow even more thoughtful. “I’d ask my younger self but he’s got enough to deal without learning who I’m involved with in my world.”

He was surprised but he could easily deal with it. It also made his statements about what happened with the other Doomsday make a great deal more sense. It was seeing Lois in danger in Metropolis that finally made him stop holding back against the monster and fighting to kill. He also knew that his world’s Bruce didn’t know or he’d be even more prejudiced against the future counterparts. “Does your world’s Bruce know?”

“Yeah,” Kon said laughing which was strange. “Telling him was a bitch though he kept going into some weird freaky bat denial where he refused to acknowledge it at all.” Kon was smiling. “It took Tim outing us in the Gotham Gazette with an interview about how Tim Wayne met and fell for Connor Kent a nobody from Smallville.” He was still smiling as he went on. “I have to admit he was really pissed afer the first time a reporter asked him how he felt about his adoptive son being involved with another man.”

That explained the future Tim’s last name then he hadn’t wanted to ask since he wasn’t sure it was a safe topic. “I can imagine,” He said, Bruce was his best friend but not the easier person to deal with especially when it came to anything he could see as endangering his people. “I suppose he threatened you with Kryptonite.”

“Once or twice, and he went back to calling me the clone for a long time.” Kon El said smiling. “It’s why I always refer to him as Bruce as it really irritates him that I am so free with the name without his permission.” That reminded him of the younger Kon El.

“I’ll refrain from mentioning it to Bruce when he asks how our talk went, Kon El,” he said and then saw the other man frowning at him. “What is it?” He wondered what he could ahve said then that offended the other man.

“Can you call me Connor,” Kon el said shaking his head. “I mean it’s not a big deal Kon El is my name too but over the years Connor Kent has come to be who I really am.” He then smirked. “Plus I keep seeing you picturing me as the punk kid down there when you call me Kon El.”

“I’ll make an effort, Connor,” He said and then an alarm began to sound. “What is it?” He asked as the other man began to lower himself down toward the courtyard. He followed along waiting for him to explain.

“The next breach is about to occur I might have to go pick up other arrivals form alternate worlds,” Connor said shaking his head. “If you want to tag along I’d be grateful for the help.”
He nodded a yes as they landed and approached the group standing around the future wonder woman.

The End.

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