[Comprehensive British and American] Enthusiastic villains save the earth

"Gal, hold out your hand." He heard his father's serious voice.

He stretched out his hand, and his father grabbed his wrist. In the next second, the flesh and blood on his father's hand began to peel off, revealing hideous white bones.

"Gal, why?" He heard resentment in his mother's disbelieving voice behind him.

"Why did you forget?" Father and mother whispered in his ear, "Look at us! Garhold!"

"Look what you did!"

Garhold gradually woke up from a coma, and the place on his neck where he was shot with a tranquilizer was aching. Alfred was in front of him, his eye circles were a little red, "Master Garhold, you finally woke up, it seems The serum is working."

"Serum...?" He just woke up and still doesn't quite understand the current situation.

"Master Bruce found a sample of the fear toxin, and I prepared a temporary antidote, which Master Bruce will inject for you after the test is effective."

"Experiment...? Bruce was also poisoned?" Garhold grasped the key point in Alfred's words.

"He found the university professor who studied the fear toxin, but was attacked. He gave himself a tranquilizer, and the toxin was also lifted by the antidote, but he is now resting in another room."

This time he was in a coma and he didn't have a nightmare. In fact, after he inhaled the fear toxin, Garhold faced his own fear. The existence of his real fear was his real past.

Yes, why did he forget.

The so-called nightmare has always been subconsciously tampering with his memories. There is no such thing as the so-called father killing his mother and then committing suicide. The accident on the "Zariman" was so sudden that he had no time to dial his father's communicator .

The real fact is that the "Zariman" was sinking and floating in the void, the children gained magical powers, and at the same time, the adults on board began to gradually go crazy.

His father and mother were the last group of adults who resisted the erosion from the void, and the angel of the void sang softly in their ears, ready to drag them into the eternal abyss.

And their child shook hands with the existence in the void, gained the power enough to linger in the void, and walked out of the "Zariman" with a life of stealth.

Those gunshots were fired by him. The self-defense force formed by the children clashed with the crazy adults. The moment the mother went crazy, he pulled the trigger with his own hands.When he dragged his mother's body back to the classroom, his father had been attacked by the frenzied sailors who could not distinguish between friend and foe.The remaining sanity couldn't resist the call of the void, he went crazy in front of Garhold, even though he lost the ability to move, he still struggled to attack his own flesh and blood.

Garhold could have let his father bleed to death, but he chose to shoot again, ending the life of the void-corrupted body on the spot.

The sinful memory of killing his parents was the real source of his fear.Garhold's face became paler and paler.There seems to be a problem with his memory, but it is not caused by external interference, but his own problem. He always has nightmares, and these nightmares are changing his memory. So how much of his memory from childhood to adulthood is caused by nightmares? Corrected?

"Are you okay? Master Garhold, is there any discomfort in your body?" Alfred looked at his pale face and couldn't help worrying.

"I...it's fine..." He forced a smile, but the smile was far-fetched. "Bruce, I want to go see him."

"He's next door, Master Garhold, I'll take you there." Alfred led him to the door of Bruce's room, knocked on the door, and pushed the door open after getting permission.

Bruce was lying on the bed with the mask off his face.When he opened his eyes, the black paint had been washed off, and now Bruce looked as if he had stayed up all night and looked very haggard.

"Are you okay?" Bruce breathed a sigh of relief when he saw him safely inside.

"Well, thank you for saving me." Garhold's voice was a little hoarse.

"You should thank Clark." Seeing that he looked fine, Bruce said with a faint smile: "It was Clark who controlled you, God, he is really strong, if it wasn't for him, you would still be in Gotham now There's a cat in the alley."

The atmosphere was somewhat relaxed because of Bruce's joke, Garhold opened his mouth, and finally sighed, he couldn't talk to Bruce about the past that others couldn't understand, let alone Bruce was his only friend.

He is a disaster star, destined to destroy everything around him.

Garhold changed the subject and said, "Where's Jonathan Klein? Have you caught him yet?"

"I locked him up before making the antidote," Bruce said. "Then I sent him to the GCPD, and now the GCPD should be thoroughly investigating his residence and the institute."

"That's good..." Garhold relaxed his body with peace of mind. He knew that Bruce must have gone to warm GCPD as Batman, and Clark probably ran over because he heard his chaotic heartbeat and was worried. I know whether Clark has revealed his identity in front of Bruce, but judging from Bruce's expression, he probably doesn't know yet.

Bruce saw Garhold's haggard face, "You seem to be in a bad state of mind. Fear toxins will make you stunned for a short time, and there may be secondary trauma." He remembered that Garhold had been in danger many times , These may cause secondary damage to his spirit.

"It's okay..." Garhold smiled reluctantly, "Those can't do me any harm." The only one who can cause me mental trauma is myself, he thought to himself mockingly.

Bruce looked at him suspiciously for a while, and finally said, "I have a certificate in psychology. If you need it, you can come and talk to me, Gal."

"With me, no one will lose anything because of your fragility."

Galpi's words were a little sour, but he held back the idea of ​​expressing himself quickly, and took his suppressed sadness into his heart, and finally said lightly: "It's okay, the fear poison has been detoxified, I don't have much energy trauma."

Bruce nodded, "That's good, Gal."

The two fell into a long silence, Bruce looked at him, he didn't like this atmosphere, the youth they should have at this age, the happiness they should have, but not on them who were burdened with the same crime and hatred.

"Go and see Clark, he should be very anxious." Bruce said first to break the silence.

Garhold hummed lightly and followed Bruce out of the room.

Clark was waiting in Garhold's house. He brought Garhold's blood to the Kryptonian spacecraft, but the Krypton detector gave an answer that "the experimental substance is unknown and cannot be resolved".

Clark wondered for a moment whether his elder brother Garhold was human, but he saw Garhold, his body was the same as a normal person, the only difference was that according to Garhold, he was once in the Gotham Orphanage A radiation experiment was done.

Clark knew that Garhold had kept some things from him, including the fact that he was the heir of Tennuo, and he still had a lot of doubts.

This time, even Krypton's Creation Chamber could not analyze the composition of Garhold's blood, which made Clark very puzzled.

But just when he was wondering, Alfred called him and told him that Bruce had made an antidote, Garhold had already injected the antidote, and he just woke up.

Clark flew out of the Kryptonian spaceship almost instantly, and within 2 minutes he arrived at Wayne Manor. Garhold was sitting on the sofa eating the sweets prepared by Alfred.

"Brother, are you better now?" Clark walked into the manor, he looked up and down Garhold with x-eyes, and Garhold gave him a reassuring smile.

"It's much better." Garhold looked up at Clark, "I'm sorry to make you worry again."

"I'm glad you think so," Clark hugged him in relief, "but I didn't expect such a thing to happen at Gotham University."

"I didn't expect that Jonathan Klein, a professor of psychology, is secretly a mad scientist who studies poison and gas." Galhold said rather helplessly.

The newspapers and news in Gotham City were in full swing the next day. As a professor of psychology at Gotham University, Jonathan Klein brutally poisoned three college students to death.Almost every newspaper is reporting on this mad scientist who has mastered the emotion of fear.

And Garhold, as the last victim of this time, was pushed to the forefront again.

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Minor bug fixes in this chapter

I wrote it when I was half asleep and half awake yesterday. I wrote it without thinking. There are too many bugs.

Thank you, wild team of ff14, you ruined me (impotent rage)