Mrs Wayne

The little boy has typical Hispanic features, slightly darkened skin and slightly curly black hair. When he saw us, he was obviously vigilant and took a step back vigilantly like a wild beast. Screaming and cursing, the little boy ran from us to the bright street not far away.

Just when the little boy in shabby clothes was about to blend into the bright world, a few police cars suddenly appeared not far away, and they came across like this. The European and American policemen were holding strange things in their hands, just like that It was like a dog in a leash, and it was directly put on the little boy's neck.The huge electric current swept directly, and we watched him fall to the ground in pain in an instant, twitching continuously, and the policemen cursed and said, "This damned little bastard, little mutant, is still everywhere!" Run around."

There must be something wrong with this, even if this kid did something, he shouldn't be treated like this.

I raised my head and looked at Clark, and in the next second, I saw Clark disappear in an instant, and when he came back, there was already a little boy who was coughing constantly.

Those slightly obese European and American policemen showed obvious panic on their faces, "Damn, where did that child go?"

"Are the other mutants here?"

"Those damned guys, are their partners coming? Call for backup, hurry up!"

We stood in the corner and watched those people turn on the radio again, and then kept calling the New York headquarters for help. Looking at the little boy shaking like a seabird falling into the water, I, Clark and Tony After glancing at him, he quickly led him away into the alley.

By the time each of us was wearing a baseball cap and bought some Burger King for the kid, Tony had already connected to the network here, and was browsing and checking the situation here quickly. The worse his expression became, the more gloomy his expression became.

"Did something happen?"

I wiped the child's mouth, and then asked curiously, "It's true that this is the United States, but the situation just now..."

Thinking of those contemptuous names for mutants, plus the scene where these guys frantically captured mutants, I couldn't help but frowned and said, "How did it become like this?"

Clark, who was already wearing a dark suit, thoughtfully handed me a cup of hot cocoa, and then the three of us sat together like this, the little boy was still wolfing down the burger, looking as if he had been starved for a long time, his wrist There are all kinds of pinholes and bruises all over the body, just looking at it makes people feel shocking.The little boy's figure was already very thin, and under the empty clothes were all ribs, and the wind made him even weaker.

Seeing his appearance at the moment, Tony didn't know why his expression became a little dignified.

"What's going on, Tony?"

"You have been in a bad mood since just now."

Tony seemed to come back to himself suddenly, and then he looked at me as if he had just woken up from a dream. He still looked a little dazed, "Oh, this...it's nothing."

His state is very wrong, even when he saw the child, there was a deep sense of guilt, which made me feel even weirder. If it wasn't for being unable to connect to the Internet of this world, I really wanted to find out what he saw.

"So what should this child do now?" I couldn't help asking, "This is indeed not my world. I'm sure, nothing like this happens in my world."

Tony stopped talking. After the other party was full, Clark patiently took out the toy from the package and put it in the little boy's hand, and played with the little boy. The other party seemed to see such a toy for the first time. There was a very innocent smile that belonged to a child, and it was a perfect complement to Clark, who had the same bright smile.

Clark is really a very kind person.

There are obviously still dangers in keeping that child here, but it makes us wonder who to turn him over to.

The only thing we know so far is this world, which is very unfriendly to mutants. I plan to discuss with Tony what to do, whether to help the child find his family and go back now or...

"No, of course to find his family."

Tony said as if stimulated, "No, I mean, we have to help this kid find his family."

He's really problematic.

I looked at Tony in front of me, he put on his glasses unnaturally, "So, can we go now?"

After Clark held a dinosaur toy and exchanged words with the little boy, our Superman told us the general experience of this child, "His name is Antonio, and he lives on the side of Fifth Avenue now. , he can find his way home."

"So this is still New York..." I sighed helplessly, "Those extreme reactions just now almost made me think I went to another world."

Obviously, such words did not have much effect on the preoccupied Tony. When we delivered Antonio to the door, the little boy hugged the gift we bought for him and couldn't put it down, so he hid behind us nervously. behind.

He reached out and knocked on the door of his house with our encouragement, and when the door opened, we only saw a man who looked like him take a step back.

There was obvious surprise and astonishment on the face of the other party, and Antonio called out in a low voice, "Dad."

Only then did the man seem to come to his senses, he whispered, "Why are you back, I mean, why are you here?"

"Did you know that you were seen like this?"

The father didn't have any joy in seeing his child, and the anxiety on his face infected us almost instantly. Tony stretched out his hand in front of him, "hihi, relax."

Clark patted the little boy's shoulder reassuringly, and Antonio's father came back to his senses as if he had just woken up from a dream. At the same time, another person's voice came from the room, a softer female voice.

"What's the matter, dear."

When she came to the door, Antonio looked at her and said timidly, "Mom."

The woman's expression became extremely stiff in an instant, as cold as a stone, she fixed her eyes on her child, and then suddenly screamed in front of our faces, "Oh my god, I saw What, it's that monster, that mutant monster, he's back."

"Why is he back! Let someone take him away."

I saw that he stood in front of Antonio worriedly, while Clark frowned, "You guys scared him."

"It's a mutant, it's a damned mutant." Antonio's mother yelled frantically in front of us, "call 911, hurry up, take him away!"

Her words hurt Antonio deeply. I noticed that the child's hand turned into a weird claw in an instant. Clark reached out and patted his shoulder. The child raised his head and saw Clark's His expression paused for a moment, and then he lowered his head a little aggrieved. The next second, his parents said something that surprised us even more.

"Take him away, or we will call the police, and you..."

She stared at me and said with disgust, "You're actually with this little mutant monster! Are you one of those opposing organizations?"

I questioned somewhat incomprehensibly, "No, he is your son... madam."

"No, he's not." Antonio's mother said coldly, "He's a mutant, he's a monster."

When we were driven away and looked over from the corner of the street, his house was surrounded by all kinds of police cars. We hugged little Antonio and didn’t know where to go. Clark and I could only try our best to keep this kid happy. , His parents obviously can't get through, and I don't think it's realistic to go to the orphanage to see the current situation.Just when we were worried, another little boy suddenly appeared in front of us, "Hello, are you a mutant protection organization or a Titan?"

We all looked at each other, and Tony said, "It looks like you know something."

"Um, you guys are mutants or some kind of superpowers."

The little boy confirmed it, and then said, "Then you need to follow me as soon as possible. This place is very dangerous, and it can be found everywhere."

Just when we decided to continue to understand the situation in depth and transfer the child to a safe place and safe hands as soon as possible, Clark beside me suddenly stopped his pace, and I looked at him with some doubts, " What happened?"

"Something's not quite right." Clark picked up the date on the receipt, looked at it, and said to me, "We've only had less than ten years."

"But I don't hear anyone calling for my help."

I was slightly taken aback when I heard this, "What do you mean?"

Clark pursed his lips and said, "No one calls Superman anymore, no one calls Superman anymore..."

"Superman?" The little boy not far away seemed to have heard our words, and then came over curiously, "You are talking about Superman, that guy used to be my brother's idol, but unfortunately my brother died, so did he. I still remember that guy."

I suddenly widened my eyes in surprise, "You said Superman is dead?"

The little boy was a little dazed when I pressed him down, "Yes, ma'am, Superman has been dead for a long time, I thought everyone knew about it."

"How...how did he die?"

"Forehead……"

This is obviously beyond the scope of the teenager's understanding. Instead, Tony not far away suddenly said to me, "I can tell you."

For the first time, Tony's expression made me feel that he was so serious and cold, "Superman died at the end of Metropolis. According to the TV and newspapers, he and Zod died together."

My breathing stopped a little when I heard this.

"Then mutants are..."

"It's me." Tony said blankly, "It was after Iron Man signed the Superhero Registration Act that it evolved into the current situation."

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The author has something to say:

This world has a reference to the background of the TV series Talented, so most people are brainwashed to be malicious towards mutants.

There are parents who report their children, which is really miserable.

In the world ten years later, you can see the handsome bat cubs and their mothers...

They are all teenagers now.