AU Meme!

[museofspeed]

Give me some characters and an alternate universe. Maybe a prompt too, if you'd like. I'll give you at least a drabble about them in that universe.

Do as many as you want, but only one prompt per comment so I can reply to each separately.

Comments

[fleur-de-liz.livejournal.com]

Booster/Beetle, genderswap AU, and for a prompt, "morning."

This meme was totally inspired by the awesome nwo_now AU thread, by the way.

[museofspeed.livejournal.com]

Teddi was not a morning person.

Michelle was.

So Teddi wasn't surprised to wake up alone and smell pancakes.

She pulled on a bathrobe and stumbled out to the kitchen.

"Mgmph," she said.

"Hey, hun!" Michelle said, bouncing over to her with a spatula. She pecked Teddi on the cheek. "How'd you sleep."

"Coffee," Teddi remarked.

"Of course," Michelle said, grabbing a mug. "Got it just the way you like it."

"You're the best, Gold," Teddi said, taking a gulp.

"Don't I know it," Michelle said. "You're going to the office again?"

"Kord Industries won't run itself! You going to be a corporate whore again?"

"You wouldn't have me any other way, baby."

"Just don't accept the Queen Industries advertisement deal no matter how much Olivia offers. She's trying to buy me out."

"Sure, babe. I got a better deal, anyway. Some record company wants me to be in a music video."

"You can't sing!"

"Don't tell them that."

Teddi finished her pancakes and ran to take a shower. She pulled her clothes on and popped back into the kitchen.

"I'm off," she said. "Later, Goldie." She kissed Michelle on the cheek.

"Bye, Teddi," Michelle said. "Hey, I traded with Gal, I'm keeping you company on monitor duty tonight."

"Oh yeah? I'm thinking we won't get much monitoring done..."

"But it'll be more fun for both of us!" Michelle giggled. "Go make money."

"Bye," Teddi said with a grin. She grabbed her briefcase and ran out the door. It was pretty cool having the best, hottest, funniest wife in the world.

[anthraciteowl.livejournal.com]

Ooh, fun! Mind if I swipe this meme? And, does it have to be an actual DCAU? If not,

Tim, Kon, and Bart in a gothic vampire novel. Prompt: "So what if I can turn into a bat?"

I may have cheated on the prompt a bit. Also, this might get longer at some point.

[museofspeed.livejournal.com]

Conner jolted awake when he heard a scream coming from the other room.

He bolted out of bed and dashed into Bart's room.

Bart was thrashing madly, and a strange man with a cape was crouched over him.

"Get away!" Conner shouted, leaping at the man.

The man turned, and Conner had a glimpse of red blood, yellow teeth, shockingly blue eyes before the man was gone and a bat was flying out the window.

"Was that...oh, Bart!" Conner touched Bart's neck. There were two red holes in it. "Bart, you've been hurt!"

"I'm okay," Bart giggled. "It was kinda cool. All weird and sexy."

Conner blinked. "Sexy?" the few survivors of vampire attacks had said they'd been left feeling giddy and almost drunk.

"Yeah, he was nice. Said he'd just take a little an' leave cuz he didn't wanna kill me or anything."

"You're delirious. Vampires don't have the moral compass to not kill people. It only stopped because I showed up."

"Drake."

"What?"

"That was his name. Drake."

"I'm sure it was. Look, I'm not going to leave you alone now. It isn't safe."

"Mmkay," Bart said, grinning. He moved over in the bed. "Cuddle?"

"Don't be ridic - "

Bart pouted.

Kon rolled his eyes. "Fine," he said, slipping under the covers.

Bart curled up next to him and was asleep in an instant.

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If you want the awesome vampire AU to which in quality and general awesomeness this doesn't even come close, you must read Vampyre (http://community.livejournal.com/titans_together/213936.html) and its sequel, Zhombies of London. (http://community.livejournal.com/titans_together/399603.html) These were the fics that inspired me to love AUs. Actually, I'm totally going to reread them now.

[greeneyelove.livejournal.com]

How about Cass and Tim during World War II. Tim comes home after being away at war.

I'm not sure what Cass' ethnicity is.

[museofspeed.livejournal.com]

"Go back to Asia, you Jap!" A boy shouted. Cass ignored him. He wasn't the first person to accuse her, and he wouldn't be the last.

Tim, though, glared at him. Only Cass' tight grip on his arm stopped him from attacking the boy.

"It's...usual," Cass muttered. "Don't respond."

"Cass, he can't do that to you! I mean, you're not a spy! You're not even Japanese!"

Cass shrugged. "Still. Won't help."

That's when one of the boys threw a rock.

Tim was in front of the boy and shaking him before Cass could stop him.

"Look, you. I've been in the trenches for three years. I've just got home and I want some damn peace. If she was a spy, she could have killed you before that stone had hit the ground. Now leave her alone before I show you exactly what life was like on the front lines."

Cass pulled him off. "Let it go," she said. "Not worth it."

Tim reluctantly followed her. "I just can't stand to see them treat you like that. We both know you could take those guys."

Cass just shrugged.

Tim shook his head. "I guess I'd just built America up so much in my memories that now that it isn't perfect, I'm disappointed."

"Sorry," Cass said.

"Not your fault," Tim said. "God, I don't know. It was hard enough losing Allen and Kent. I just...I don't want to see anyone else I love hurt in any way."

Cass smiled and touched his shoulder. "I'm here," she said. "It's okay."

Tim smiled. "Yeah, thanks, Cass."

[milleniumrex.livejournal.com]

I'll have to swipe this at some point, if it's okay. :)

For now...Cassie/Cissie. What if....Cassie wanted to be Batman's sidekick, not Wonder Woman's?

Prompt: TLC

[museofspeed.livejournal.com]

Swiping's fine, of course!

TLC...is that Tasty Little Crackers?

[duskdog717.livejournal.com]

Booster, Beetle, and Guy. Justice Riders!

[museofspeed.livejournal.com]

"To us," Beetle said, raising his glass.

"Yes, to us," Booster said. "Best damn partnership around."

"Indeed," Beetle said. "I'm so glad - " he was interrupted by a girlish squeal.

"Sakes alive, you're the Baltimore Kid!" a lady said. "Oh, Mr. Gardner, it's such an honor!"

Guy Gardner was indeed sitting at the bar.

Beetle and Booster made eye contact. "Let's get out of here," they said together.

They stood up and started walking towards the entrance.

"Hey, you two!" Gardner shouted.

Booster and Beetle froze as all eyes fell on them.

"Mr. Gold and Mr. Beetle, ain't it? I'd recognize that silly hat of yours anywhere, Mr. Beetle."

"Told you to leave the damn hat at home," Booster muttered.

"Look, Mr. Gardner," Beetle said. "We don't know where Kid Flash is anymore'n you do. Probly, we know less."

"Don't matter. He been and gone from court. Got declared not guilty." Guy scowled. "I dunno what those Eastern courts are like, but I don't buy it."

"Oh," Beetle said. "Then what did you want with us?"

"Can't a man bid two old friends hullo?"

"We're friends?" Booster said blankly. Beetle kicked him.

"Course we are, course," Gardner said. "What're you two doing around here anyway?"

"Selling weapons," Beetle said.

"Vacationing," Booster said at the same time. They looked at each other.

"Vacationing," Beetle said.

"Selling - " Booster looked at Beetle. "Selling weapons on vacation."

"That don't make a lick of sense, but I'm drunk enough not to question you," Gardner said. "C'mon, lemme buy you two a drink."

Booster and Beetle looked at each other, alarmed. They really, really wanted to get away from Gardner as fast as they could. He was kind of scary.

"Gold can't hold his liquor!" Beetle blurted out.

"Really?"

Booster glared at Beetle. "Yeah, can't hold it at all. Really terrible."

Gardner laughed. "Go on, you two." He turned to one of the barmaids. "Now, you said your name was Tora?"

"Don't even think about it," the other barmaid warned.

Booster turned to Beetle as they left the bar. "You think he reckoned we're screwing?"

Beetle shrugged. "Sure hope not, Booster. Sure hope not."

[geministar01.livejournal.com]

Tim/Bart, in Ancient Japan! Don't really have a prompt, sorry, but I'll love you if you add the rest of YJ in there. ^.^'

I warn you, I know almost nothing of ancient Japan. Still, this was hella fun.

[museofspeed.livejournal.com]

"Honorable Young Samurais of Justice!" Robin said, "There is a threat against the Empress."

"The Empress?" the honorable Slobo said. "We have sworn our lives to protecting her."

"Indeed," Cassie the Girl of Wonders said. "If anything were to happen to her, we would surely all fall on our swords in shame."

"Hi guys, what's up?" Bart said, strolling into the room.

The Young Samurais of Justice glared at him.

"What did I do, most Honorable Teammates?"

Cissie, Mistress of Arrows shook her head. Bart just didn't get it. It was whispered by dishonorable gossips that the only reason Bart was still in the group despite his lack of gravity was that he was the consort of the Most Honorable Robin. "There is a grave threat to the Empress, Impulsive One."

"Oh, oh, that's bad," Bart said. "Uh, so we need to protect her, right?"

Robin beckoned Bart to his side. Bart knelt beside him. "Indeed, we do," he said. "We shall set watch upon the throne room. Secret and Cissie shall hold the first watch. Come, Bart. I need you to help me...strategize."

He stood up, and Bart followed him to his chamber.

The rest of the group watched them silently.

"We need a new leader," Cassie said finally.

[cissie-king.livejournal.com]

Young Justice - Tangent Universe! There was never a tangent Young Justice, unless you count Impulse Cola.

I kinda want to make this epic length. But for now, here's Bart!

[museofspeed.livejournal.com]

Bart sat on top of the billboard drinking his Impulse Cola.

The Cola had a picture of Conner Kent, the all-American Superboy.

It was the same picture as the one on the billboard. Conner Kent, the Kansas Kid, the perfect, wholesome boy who everyone loved.

Bart didn't love him. Not at all.

Kent could probably get away with anything. If Bart's face was that pretty, he could too.

Bart took another sip of his Cola, grimacing a little. It wasn't that good, but it was cheap, and if you mixed it with just the right chemicals it was highly explosive.

Kind of like Bart.

He opened his bag and grabbed the mixture he needed and poured it in. Then he set the bottle down and climbed down to the ground.

He was already several blocks away when the sign blew up.

Bart smirked.

He didn't need to have a sweet, innocent face like Kent's to get away with things. He went where he wanted and did what he pleased.

And his impulses were more fun than any damn soda.

[axolotl-lan.livejournal.com]

Deadpool Slobo - WHERE YJ doesn't become titans when they grow up.

[museofspeed.livejournal.com]

...

I don't know what you're asking for. Clarification please?

[museofspeed.livejournal.com]

Tim/Bernard, pirate AU with Captain Tim and his cabin boy Bernard.

(Just reminding myself!)

[unrequited-rain.livejournal.com]

Wait what? Not comics, but something else approaches! There, on the horizon! It's a HIGH SCHOOL MUSICAL SUPERHERO AU!

You worry me. Scratch that, I worry me!

[museofspeed.livejournal.com]

"Stand down, Dagger Lass and Flame," the Wooden Horse said, hands on his hips as his cape flowed heroically in the wind.

"Oh yeah?" Dagger Lass said, flipping her blond hair over her shoulder. "Make us."

This was the status quo of heroing. She and Flame would do evil, and the Wooden Horse, or his girlfriend, Sparkle Girl, or sometimes even Clone Boy would stop them.

They'd be thrown in jail or they'd get away, but either way, everyone knew they'd be back.

Dagger Lass was comfortable with that.

But.

Lately, things had been...different. When Clone Boy fought them, her brother seemed far too eager to fight but not nearly eager enough to use his powers.

And he'd sneak off at night when he thought Dagger Lass was asleep.

Once she'd followed him, and, well, her worries were justified.

"Why can't you change sides, Ryan?" Clone Boy had asked. Ryan? He'd told Clone Boy his real name? Dagger Lass would kill him.

"I can't be good," Flame had whispered.

There was a silence. "I know you can," Clone Boy had said. Dagger Lass had glanced through a window and seen them kissing.

This was very, very bad. The status quo did not allow for a hero and a villain to love each other. Especially if both were boys.

Dagger Lass would have to show her brother the error of his ways.

Maybe she'd let him get caught this time and escape on her own.

After all, it wasn't like things could get any worse.

[andrensath.livejournal.com]

Brainiac 5/Dream Girl, powerless military AU, Marriage

[museofspeed.livejournal.com]

I don't write LoSH, sorry.

There are two things I refuse to write. One is LoSH, the other is Dinah/Ollie. Then there are other things I don't know well enough to write. LoSH kind of falls there too.

New pairing?

[seriousfic.livejournal.com]

Kory is the governness of Tamaran-occupied Earth, trying her best to hold an important beachhead in the Citadel War despite her misgivings about the unfairness of the occupation.

Dick is the leader of the resistance, who Kory tolerates because he doesn't let his minions commit atrocities.

Also, they have sex.

It's an AU, so Komand'r can fly. Cause I say so.

[museofspeed.livejournal.com]

"Koriand'r, you must control the rabble better," Komand'r said, landing in Koriand'r's courtyard. "A human attacked me."

"Oh?" Koriand'r said. "Well, I am glad you're not hurt."

"I'm doing better than the human. I killed it."

Koriand'r's fists clenched involuntarily. "You did? Which one? Was it the leader?"

"How should I know? It was a female with yellow hair."

Not Dick, then. Koriand'r relaxed.

"Why have you not tracked their leader down? I know you could if you put your mind to it."

Koriand'r shrugged. "They would just get a new leader. At least this one doesn't let his followers kill our people."

"Hmm." Komand'r eyed Koriand'r thoughtfully. "Koriand'r, I'm telling you this because you are my younger sister and I care about you, but you should know the rumors about you."

"What?"

"They're saying that you are a human sympathizer. That you have on more than one occasion bedded a human."

"You should know better than to listen to rumors, Komand'r," Koriand'r said.

"So there is no truth to them?"

"Of course not," Koriand'r lied.

"Good," Komand'r said. She smiled. "Now, dinner time?"

"Of course," Koriand'r said.



Koriand'r kept her window open at night. She liked the fresh air.

And it allowed Dick Grayson to sneak in.

"You shouldn't be here," she whispered, as she always did.

"Couldn't stay away," Dick said, grinning. "Hey, Kory."

He was the only one who shortened her name like that. No one else would have dared.

"We're enemies," Kory said.

"You're not to bad for an alien invader."

"I should have you killed."

"But you won't."

She wouldn't. They both knew she never would.

Kory smiled and pulled him into her bed. "Quiet," she warned. "My sister stays here for the night. We can't let her know you're here."

"You won't even know I'm here," Dick swore solemnly, and Kory laughed lightly.



Outside the door, Komand'r smirked. Her parents would strip Koriand'r of her title and power when they heard about this. Koriand'r would be in disgrace, and with all luck, the human would be dead.

Koriand'r was a fool. She didn't deserve the power. It should have gone to the older, the brighter, the stronger of the two. It should have been Komand'r's.

And it would be.

[rocaw.livejournal.com]

Bruce/Selina in a western?

Mmm...Western AUs are my favorites.

[museofspeed.livejournal.com]

It was Sheriff Wayne who broke the kiss.

"I told you, Cat, we can't do this."

Selina traced his jaw. "I don't see why not."

"Dammit, Selina, you're wanted in 12 states."

"I'm certainly wanted here."

"You know what I mean. I've got to turn you in. It's my duty."

Selina kissed him again. As soon as his eyes slipped closed she slipped the chloroform soaked rag from her satchel and pressed it against his face.

"Sorry, Bruce," she whispered as his eyes widened and slowly closed. "You know I can't let you do that."

As soon as he was unconscious, Selina mounted Bruce's horse and rode off into the sunset.

Like always, she knew she'd seen a spark of relief in Bruce's eyes before he lost consciousness.

And despite his warnings, they both knew Gotham hadn't seen the last of the Cat Bandit.

[runenklinge.livejournal.com]

A mirror-verse where YJ are supervillains, trying to take over the world and have lots of fun doing it

I've actually had something to this end planned for a while now. Also, kind of NSFW.

[museofspeed.livejournal.com]

"You all understand the plan, then?" Steph said.

"Yes, Talon," everyone muttered.

"Good," Steph said sweetly. She started putting her files away. "You all know that if you let anyone know what we're doing, even your mentors in the Crime Syndicate, I'll kill you? I don't care how invulnerable you may or may not be," she glanced at Ultralad, "I'll find a way."

Everyone nodded.

"And we'll find a way to kill you too if you tell Owlman," Supergal said.

"Afraid Daddy'll find out, Lara?" Ultralad asked with a smirk.

"Afraid our mother likes my dad better?" Supergal said.

Ultralad raised his fist. "My dad's more powerful."

"Guys, stop fighting!" Torque said.

Steph rolled her eyes. Jenni Ognats - Torque - was from the future where the Crime Syndicate had grown soft. She was too trusting and far too nice.

Warlock looked at her, eyes glittering. "You owe me a favor, Lara. See what secrets Jenni is hiding."

Lara smirked and touched Torque.

Jenni's eyes widened. "Talon's really hot," she blurted out.

Steph whirled around. "Supergal. Stop it. Now."

"Make me."

"I think killing's kinda yucky," Torque blurted out.

"Lobo, rip her arm off," Steph snapped.

Lobo bit his lip tentatively. "That seems awfully cruel," he said. "Needlessly so."

"I agreed I'd protect you only so long as you followed all of my orders to the letter. Do I need to tell you twice?"

"I kinda miss my cousin, Bart. He's still in the future."

Lobo reluctantly walked over to Supergal. "I apologize for this," he said.

"Fine!" Supergal said, ripping her hand off Torque's arm.

"Er, do I still have to?" Lobo asked.

"Well, Lara? Willing to owe me?"

Supergal glared. "If I must."

"No, Lobo. You don't have to. Meeting adjourned."

"Harper," Supergal said, grabbing one of Crossbolt's sleeve, "I have things to discuss with you."

As if anyone in the room didn't know they were fucking. Though...Steph wouldn't put it above Supergal to be planning a mutiny. She'd have to watch those two. It was good that Supergal owed her a favor.

"Torque," she said before the Speedster could leave. "A word, please."

"Sure. What's up, Talon?" Torque asked.

"I understand they don't use favor banks in the future?"

"Nope. Not really. Why?"

"Are you aware of how they work?"

"Someone does something for you, you gotta do something for them, right?"

"Precisely. You owe me, Ognats."

"Oh. Uh, do you have something in mind?"

Steph smirked. "No, not yet. But I wanted to make you an offer."

"Sure, what is it?" Jenni asked. She was so open, so trusting.

That would have to change.

"You look like you could use help. Someone who will keep you out of trouble."

"Oh. Oh. Are you, uh, offering?"

Steph smirked. "Yes. All you have to do is agree to obey my every order instantly."

"Like with Lobo?"

"Yes." Apparently Torque was smarter than Steph had thought.

"I don't know," Torque said.

"I doubt you'll survive more than a few months at absolute most if you turn down my offer."

"Can I change my mind later?"

"You can renegotiate. If you turn me down now, though, the offer won't be made again."

Jenni looked torn. "I...uh, I guess. Okay. Fine."

"Great." Steph allowed herself a smirk. "Then as proof," she disarmed her costume's defenses and pulled down the tights. "Start licking."

Jenni looked at her with big, scared eyes.

"You said you thought I was hot," Steph pointed out.

"I...yeah...but..."

"Do it."

Jenni met Steph's cool stare for a moment before dropping her eyes and - blushing perfectly, kneeling.

Steph closed her eyes, enjoying Jenni's awkward ministrations. Jenni wasn't very skilled, but Steph found it incredibly enjoyable anyway.

She loved having power.

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Character notes, (http://shananagin.livejournal.com/55973.html) if you're interested.

[ms-kinnikufan.livejournal.com]

Paco, Brenda, Peacemaker and The Reyes family in the Titans Tommorow future.

Bianca Reyes is badass. This is fact.

[museofspeed.livejournal.com]

"It's been a year since Jaime's death now, Ms. Reyes," Peacemaker said. "How are you holding up?"

Bianca shrugged. "I make do. We're striking tonight, by the way."

"Striking the Titans?" Paco said. "I thought we were trying to be less suicidal now."

"They won't be expecting it tonight," Bianca said. "Milagro has Guy Gardner's green lantern ring, and she's with us. The surviving Birds of Prey are with us. We've got Spoiler, Empress, and Arrowette, and they should at least trip Batman up some, and let's face it, we've got everyone we'll be able to get, and if we don't strike soon, we're doomed."

"You are the commander," Brenda said. "You're sure we're ready."

"We better be," Bianca looked at the picture from so long ago. She was smiling, standing with her husband and Jaime and Milagro.

Now half her family was dead, and she rarely smiled.

"Alert everyone," she said. "We're taking the Titans down tonight."

[axolotl-lan.livejournal.com]

Tim and Dick Reverse verse, where Timmy was the first Robin and Dick the third.

Hmm...took me a while to figure out what to write, but I like this.

[museofspeed.livejournal.com]

Bruce and Tim were in the center of the the ring in an instant, even while everyone else was fleeing from the scene of the accident.

Tim forgot that Bruce had fired him. Bruce couldn't care less that Tim had acted recklessly. The grief from losing Jason and their arguments about him melted away. Their petty complaints were nothing compared to the grief of little Dick Grayson.

Tim still felt the sting from losing his parents just a year ago, and although Bruce's parents had been dead for over twenty years, watching the Flying Graysons die hurt him just as much.

The two of them quickly hugged Dick tightly, whispering comforting words in his ears.

They didn't tell him it would be okay. They both knew that it wouldn't.

But as they hugged the boy, they both knew without having to discuss it that their family would soon have another member.

[anthraciteowl.livejournal.com]

Tim/Bernard in a musical

Ahahaha this was incredibly amusing to write.

[museofspeed.livejournal.com]

"A new home, a new school," Tim said, alone on the stage. "At least now I'll be right in Gotham so it'll be easier for me to get out as Robin. Still, I'll miss my friends. I don't know anyone here." He shifted his back pack and started walking. "First day, here I come!"

A group of boys entered, almost passing him.

"Hold up!" the boy in the front said. "What have we here?"

"I - " Tim started to say. Music started to play.\

"No, don't tell me," Bernard said. "Let me guess." He started to sing.

"No piercings or tattoos
No strange and hempish smell
You've clearly bathe a lot
And you're fairly fit as well."

"Where are you going with this?" Tim asked.

Bernard held up a hand and started walking around Tim.

"I must find where you fit.
Everybody's got a spot
In the high school hierarchy
An exception you are not."

He frowned. "What's your name, new kid?"

"I'm Tim Drake, I just transferred here."

"Well, Drake," Bernard said. He started to sing again.

"Could be a jock,
but you've got books.
A nerd, perhaps?
but you've got looks.
Drama geek? No not a chance
You don't look like you can dance.
Where do you fit?
I can't figure it!
Drake, my friend, you are a mystery!"

"Um," Tim said. "Thanks?"

"Tell me," Bernard said. "What clique are you part of?"

"Is it that important?"

"Utterly vital. Everyone in their place. It's how the world works."

"What about you?" Tim asked.

Bernard grinned.

"I... am the exception.
I...fit with them all.
A roving ambassador
Not something all can do
It involves finesse and charm
It's probably not for you."

He threw an arm around Tim. "You're lucky you met me. Bernard Dowd. Bernard, got it? Never Bernie. Call me Bernie and I'll have to punish you. I pretty much run things around here."

"Nice to meet you," Tim said.

"You too, Timmy."

"Tim."

"See?" Bernard said. "We're getting along already."

He started to sing. "You and me, we'll be friends."

Tim joined in. "I'm not quite sure that's a good thing."

"Friends, of course," Bernard turned to the audience, "and maybe more," he sang quietly.

"I somehow joined this song he sings," Tim said.

Together they sang.

"Does it really matter where we fit?
Who really needs their spot?
The high school hierarchy
Can afford to let us drop.
Some people don't fit!
That's the way of it."

"Tim," Bernard sang, "I'd give a cheer.
I'm really glad you're here."

"Bernard," Tim sang, "you're a lot,"
He grinned at the audience. "but really kind of hot."

"We don't need to fit!" they sang together.
"Life's to short for it!
High school's got a plan,
but a strong-willed man
Doesn't need to fit!"

"Now, here are some rules you'll need to know," Bernard said as they walked off stage.

[andrensath.livejournal.com]

Cass/Steph, Crime Syndicate AU, teaching

Remember what we've discussed in terms of writers and liking feedback?

[museofspeed.livejournal.com]

"You owe me a favor, Talon."

Steph scowled and turned to face the intruder. Cassandra Cain was an assassin. If she wanted you dead, you were dead.

Steph hated owing her, but she'd helped get revenge on her ex-boyfriend Tim Drake. Tim had made the mistake of letting the condom rip. And he hadn't wanted to pay for the abortion.

Luckily, black market organs were just as good as money to some of these hospitals.

"What do you want?" Steph snapped.

"I need you to teach me how to kill Owlman."

Steph snorted. "If I knew that, don't you think I would have done it?"

Cassandra shrugged. "Maybe. But maybe you're just waiting for the right moment. Maybe you need all the pieces into play. Maybe you need help."

"I don't need help," Steph said quickly. "You're the one who came to me, remember that."

"We could take his spot in the Syndicate," Cassandra said. "You and me. All that power."

Steph said nothing.

"You owe me," Cassandra reminded her.

Steph doubted Cassandra would really share the power. Still, Steph did want Owlman dead. She nodded. "Okay. I'll help you. But it's a big job. We're going to need my team."

"Can they be trusted?"

"No. But they'll do what I tell them to." They all owed her something. Steph liked to keep it that way.

After all, she knew she'd need their help when she killed Owlman.

[runenklinge.livejournal.com]

may I steal this meme?

and perhaps leave another prompt?

Batman/Beetle - Pirate AU

Batman/Beetle? Haven't ever written that before...

[museofspeed.livejournal.com]

"Captain Wayne!" Ted shouted, hanging upside-down from the rigging. "Free just relieved me from one of the most boring look-outs I've ever had! Do you have any orders for me sir!"

"Stop acting like a clown and get off that rigging," Bruce growled.

Ted saluted upside-down and did a back flip down to the deck.

Bruce glared at him. "There will be no foolishness aboard my ship."

"So why'd you hire Carter?" Ted asked.

"Kord," Bruce growled, looming.

Ted shrunk back. "Sorry, Captain," he said.

Bruce glared at Ted for a few moments. "My cabin. Now." He said.

"But Cap - "

"Now."

Ted shrugged and walked to the cabin whistling.

Bruce watched him go, then continued his rounds on the ship. Kord would wait for him, getting more anxious, even if he didn't show it.

Then Bruce would remind him who was in charge.

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Jaime Reyes and supporting cast in a world where the reach really are the good guys and the Oas are the bad guys (and the green lanterns are their unwitting dupes)

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"Wait! Stop!" Jaime shouted, throwing up a shield. "Don't attack!"

Guy Gardner held his ring up threateningly. "Gimme one reason not to," he said.

"Came to warn you," Jaime gasped. "There's - the Oan conspiracy!"

"What're you talking about? If this is some stupid excuse for why you keep gettin' in my way on missions..."

"It's not, I swear," Jaime said. "I mean, it is, but...not stupid, look," he dropped his head armor. "Truce? Just...let me explain?"

Guy looked at him suspiciously. "How old are you?" he asked.

"Not important!" Jaime said. "Look, I work for the Reach."

"I know, they're enemies of Oa."

"Yes! It's just - they're manipulating you. Each of your missions seem heroic, sure, but they're biggest purpose is to help the Guardians' keep control over the world!"

"Do you have proof of this?"

"I - yeah." Jaime pulled out a thumb drive. "Here."

"Ring," Guy said automatically, making a computer to read it. He frowned as he read until -

"Error, files unreadable," the ring told him, and before Guy could stop it, the energy crushed the disk.

"What was on that - "

"Stuff the Guardians don't want you to know! Please believe me, Mr. Gardner," Jaime said. "You've got to get rid of the ring and help me get the rest of the Lanterns to my side!"

Guy looked at him thoughtfully for a minute. "You're crazy, kid. You know that?"

"Yeah," Jaime said. "The Scarab said I should just kill you."

"You're really boosting my confidence in you."

"I didn't!" Jaime said. "I don't kill people!"

Guy looked at him for another moment, then wrenched the ring off his hand and threw it into the sand.

"You better be serious about this," he said.

"I am," Jaime said. "Thanks for believing me."

"Yeah, well," Guy shrugged. "Even if you are lying, I've gone without a ring before. I can still kick your ass."

I perhaps love Jaime Reye and company more then life itself...

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Guy Gardner adopts and raises Jaime (8 years) and Milargo (infant) after their parents are killed by alien invaders with the "assistance" of Ice, Fire, Booster Gold and Blue Beetle

They are definitely awesome. Also, this may get longer.

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Jaime snuck out of Uncle Ted's room with the Scarab hidden in his shirt. They were studying ancient Egypt at school, and he'd bragged to his friends that one of his uncles had a real live Egyptian artifact. They hadn't believed him, so he'd promised he'd bring it in. Only he knew Uncle Ted really liked the Scarab. So he'd decided he'd just borrow it without telling him. Luckily, Uncle Ted slept in Uncle Booster's room now.

Jaime put the Scarab in his bag next to his bed and fell asleep.

He woke up in the middle of the night seeing strange symbols everywhere. He choked back a scream. Then he looked at his hands and saw them encased in some kind of blue armor.

He really did scream at that.

In a moment, Guy and Tora were in his room. Aunt Bea, Uncle Ted and Uncle Booster were there a few moments after.

"Jaime-boy, what's wrong?" Guy asked, crouching next to the bed.

Jaime looked at his hands. They were normal. The symbols were gone. "It was a dream," he said, surprised. "Just a bad dream."

"Musta been pretty damn bad," Guy said. "I thought we were under attack."

"No, we're fine," Jaime said. He really, really wanted Guy to leave. He just seemed all wrong for some reason. "I'm going to go back to sleep, okay?"

Guy patted him on the shoulder and his rings shot off green sparks. Guy glanced at it and frowned. Then he shrugged. "This'll all make sense in the morning, I bet."

"Yeah," Jaime said. "Probably." He turned over in his bed and tried to forget just how real the dream had felt.