Her Royal Highness the First Princess of Gotham

"A few days ago he was saying that he wanted me to be his child's godfather..."

David's vision blurred.

He blinked vigorously, but found that the simple blinking movement was like struggling feebly in a swamp.

His whole body was as cold as if he had just been dug out of the ice cellar. If David could turn his head a little, he might have thought that yes, he had just been dug out of the ice cellar.

Limbs were stiff and unable to move.

David was a little dazed.

Does he have blood in his body?Is the blood also frozen?

The whole body is cold.

The only place where there is warmth is the lips.

Strange, probably his illusion.

Why was the only place where he felt warmth was his lips?

In a trance, he felt a black figure moving in front of him.

The figure stood in front of him and raised his hand.

Warm fingers caressed his cold skin, and the slender fingers wrapped in black gloves reached the back of his neck and stroked.

David clearly sensed his intentions, he shuddered, and the iron chains on his hands and feet shook with his movements.

"don't want…"

He tried his best to move his lips, trying to stop the movement of the black figure in front of him.

He gradually came to his senses.

He knew that the black figure in front of him was none other than Batman and Bruce Wayne.

He might have heard his voice, and the movements of Batman's men froze for a second.But there was no answer to his prayer.

"Don't...please...except this..."

His lungs were about to explode, and he gasped for breath, trying to stop Bruce.

But the N metal bound on his hands and feet made him no different from a weak ordinary person, and he couldn't resist——

Batman took off the black leather necklace that he had been wearing around his neck from the beginning to the end, revealing the hideous scar under the necklace.

The hand with the carbon fiber glove gently caressed those scars, and an unknown light flashed in Bruce's cobalt blue eyes.

"Who did you kill?"

Bruce lowered his head and looked at the dazzling orange gemstone in his hand. Of course he knew this gemstone, and he could only get this gemstone by killing the most important person.

"It has nothing to do with you..."

David hung his head, and the longer he wore N-metal, the weaker he would become.Now he felt as if he had been starved for three days. If it wasn't for the iron chains, he would have fallen to the ground immediately.

"It has nothing to do with me."

Batman clutches the necklace, not knowing why.David felt a hint of imperceptible anger in his voice: "But I know, it is very important to you. David, maybe I will keep it for you for a while."

"give me back."

David clenched his teeth and closed his eyes:

"Please, give it back to me."

"Tell me, how important is it? If you're telling the truth, I'll give it back to you."

"More important than my life."

The black figure stopped in his tracks.

"Be good. I'll give it back to you."

He raised his hand, brought a collar made of polymer material back to David's neck, and turned away without hesitation.

The sound of his footsteps was reminiscent of the empty corridor outside, which seemed extraordinarily ruthless.

Cold, tired, achy.

David couldn't bear the tiredness.

He lowered his head, the stabbing pain in his chest made him a little sad.

[Don't worry...he will always let you go.We can just leave. ]

David was silent and didn't speak.

He knew that was impossible.

...

I don't know how long it took.

He struggled to break free from his chaotic consciousness.

But he found that it was still the same room, and the N metal still bound him firmly.

The unbearable discomfort coming from all over his body made him want to vomit in disgust, but he couldn't move because of the confinement of N metal.

"how do you feel?"

The man in black and blue raised his head and looked at him through the calm blue eyes of the mask.

"I injected you with some glucose and sedatives, I thought it would give you a good night's sleep."

David nodded, allowing Nightwing to unshackle his hands.He supported the wall and rubbed his wrist, then sat down slowly while supporting the wall.

"What happened?"

His voice was low and hoarse.Sounding terribly tired, Dick took a glass of still-warm salt water from the tray and handed it to him.

The fate of "David" in this world is very similar to him, except that he failed when he brought down Zhenglian and Avengers.

Everyone thought he was dead, but Batman locked him up with N-metal and froze him with Freeze's Freeze Gun.

Dust is trapped under the Batcave.

Now, he dug him out again.

"The Joker set a trap for Superman to kill his wife and children with his own hands."

Dick put the things he had brought back on the tray, looked down at David who was leaning against the corner: "Bruce needs your help."

"Something is going to happen, and if Superman does change, only you and Bruce can stop him."

David chuckled. "Let me guess. Did he lock me up here just so I could kill Superman when things got out of hand?"

"It's not going to get to that point, and Bruce won't let you kill anyone."

Nightwing shook his head.

In fact, he didn't quite understand why Bruce released David at this time. He even thought that David would stay in that ice for a lifetime.

"Then he's showing mercy and giving me two or three breaths of fresh air? To save any humane fellow from condemning his actions?"

David smiled, mockingly.

[Can you be human?Didn't you just say that you should love others well?Are you too capricious? ]

"Whatever you think." He knelt down and unlocked the chain on David's ankle with his fingerprints: "Anyway, he just asked me to untie you."

Ye Yi's voice was sullen, and he smashed down the tray, not intending to stay here any longer.

On the contrary, David's expression was very surprised: "Is he serious?"

Batman crazy?

Ye Yi sneered: "I asked him the same question." He left the "prison room" without looking back, and slammed the door fiercely.

David, who felt alive as long as he left N Metal, touched the tip of his nose embarrassingly, and replied: "I just want to tease 'you' a little..."

[...]

The other Nightwing on the other end of the communicator was strangely silent for a moment:

[Then your way of teasing is quite special.What did I do wrong and you did this to me? ]

Barbara put her hands on the keyboard: [Let's go? ]

"No..." David shook his head: "The gem is still in his place..."

Besides, he wanted to know why Batman made such a move.

All the sounds around him were amplified.

Including but not limited to Barbara's voice from the Nightwing communicator that had just left, the sound of Damian waving a stick, and a heart rate that he was extremely familiar with.

Subconsciously, David pushed open the door and walked out.

N metal is somewhat of a hangover, especially after being bound for so long.

He took two steps forward, simply letting the black aura surround him, turning into a small black ball, moving forward little by little.

It may be that he moved too slowly, but he didn't care about the time, and moved towards the familiar voice little by little.

He soon heard other voices, as if someone was coming.

David thought for a moment, and the black breath spread out a pair of small wings behind him, flapping and flying towards the source of the sound.

Almost immediately he knew it was Superman.

If the term Superman is placed in other universes, it must be a reassuring term.But here's the...injustice universe.

The black, winged tuanzi flew at a very low altitude, and soon, he pounced on a black cloak.

"…what is that?"

Superman obviously heard his voice, he poked his head out and looked behind Bruce.

The sudden heavy weight on the cloak made Bruce also turn his head. There was a momentary surprise on his face, but he immediately recovered his expressionless expression, and picked up the lump on the ground: "It's just a failed biological experiment."

He picked up the black ball gently, and his cobalt blue eyes met those bright red ones: "Stay in my pocket for a while."

The dark dumpling blinked and nodded obediently.

Bruce conveniently opened a small box on his belt, allowing the black group to get in.

He didn't close the lid of the box, and the black ball opened a gap with its wings, and a pair of scarlet eyes stared at Superman curiously.

[It's already old, can you stop being so cute? ]

David ignored Nightwing's voice, he just huddled quietly in the box, minimizing his presence as much as possible.

Clark seemed to have believed Bruce's words for the time being, and stopped paying attention to this so-called "failed biological experiment."

"...Okay, I'll ask again, Bruce, where were you when my parents were kidnapped?!"

Clark's expression was no longer as gentle as before, and a shadow was cast on his face.

"Doing what I have to do."

Bruce's voice was as cold as ever, and David couldn't see his expression.But he guessed it must be somewhere between deadpan and menacing.

David raised his wings and braced himself, but Bruce seemed to be aware of his movement.He pressed his hand on the belt, but didn't use any force, as if trying to comfort him in this way.

David tilted his head, tried to stick his wings out of the gap, and touched Bruce's finger.

Bruce moved his fingers too, tapping the tips of his wings.

Just because of such a small gesture, my heart is full of warmth.

He didn't seem to care so much about him taking his gems and threatening him, after all, he was indeed dangerous, and didn't Bruce ask Nightwing to unchain him?

He leaned forward, carefully hooking the wings around his fingers.

Despite the rough carbon composite, he felt a faint warmth that belonged to Bruce Wayne.

The author has something to say:

explain! (Many things may not be written because of insufficient pen power)

When I woke up, only my lips were warm because I was kissed.

The master's anger when he took off the gem was firstly because Da Ge killed someone, and secondly because he thought Da Ge had someone more important than him.

The master is doing other things, besides the things in the original book, which is to dig David out.