[Comprehensive British and American] Family Matters

Batman doesn't like aliens or metahumans - that's common knowledge in both hero and villain circles.Like Lex Luthor chasing Superman, Joker chasing Batman... well, he probably won't be able to chase now, but the analogy is still easy to understand.

What a lot of people don't know is that Batman doesn't like these people because he's racist.He also has aliens and metahuman friends, he doesn't like these people because they always rely on those amazing superpowers, invulnerability or deadly energy blasts, or telepathic tricks are very convenient, but once These abilities get out of control, or fall into the hands of the enemy, and all conveniences can become disasters.

However, these ability users often don't take this possibility seriously. They think that they are good people, and they can't do things that hurt the world. Batman doesn't know where this blind self-confidence comes from. Maybe it's because Their superpowers, their self-confidence because of their abilities, sometimes even arrogance.

For that he has to be the one who takes precautions, even though his "prevention" measures are often interpreted as a distrust of other people - God knows he is the last one who wants them to come in handy, does everyone think he is happy See an evil Superman trying to play the Earth like a volleyball?

Batman doesn't hate aliens or metahumans - but he doesn't hold them in high admiration like the general public, and of course, he doesn't think he's up against a bunch of alien pirates armed with advanced weapons. And fear.

Even if he knocked down their leader in front of this group of robbers.

"Uh, should we help the captain get back on the field?" A saboteur tugged on his companion's sleeve and whispered in the other's ear.

"But he brought down the captain! That's the captain! What do you think will happen to us in a 1v1 with the captain?" His companion clenched the energy gun in his hand and swallowed nervously.

"Don't talk about 1V1, even in 5V1 we are not enough to kill the captain... Oh, I understand what you mean." The saboteur who asked the question had a flash of inspiration and felt that he had found the most correct path.

He plucked up the courage to come to Batman, clutching his stomach stabbed in the rebellion, and tried to put a kind smile on his fierce face that was [-]% scared of crying children.

Batman slowly turned his head to look at the saboteur who suddenly ran out. The other party looked injured, but if he planned to take an unwise move, Batman would not be soft because of his injury.

"This is Jason's father, right? Hey, hello uncle." The saboteur stretched out his hand with a smile, and there was a small device in his palm. If Tim got closer at this time, he would recognize that it was GM. "This is the first time you come to us, this is a translation device, I hope it can be helpful to you."

Batman lowered his eyes to look at the small auxiliary product, and when he raised his head to look at the saboteur in front of him, he just wanted to ask if the other party still hurt his brain.

Didn't you see how much he talked to this Yondu along the way?Of course he came here with his own translator. Although they are two different universes, according to the information collected by the Justice League from Peter Quill, although the races here are different from their universe, the language There is not much difference, English is still the same English, but there are some cosmic races that they do not have here, so the names of the languages ​​are different.

For example, the location where the Kryptonians were supposed to live is where another group called the Eternal Protoss is located. The Kryptonian language that Batman and others know is actually almost the same as the language used by the Eternal Protoss. There are other minor differences, but that's enough for this brief encounter.

"No, I'm prepared." Batman nodded to the saboteur who was already sweating coldly, and didn't reach for the translator he provided.

The saboteur looked nervously at the place where Yondu fell and was still smoking, and when he looked at Batman, he almost knelt down and begged not to kill him.

"Your wound is bleeding." Batman pointed to the opponent's stomach, where the saboteur's hand was pressing blood was rushing out from between his fingers, "You need medical attention."

"Oh... oh! It's nothing, I've shed more blood than this and it's fine!"

Batman ignored the highly tense saboteurs in front of him, and took over the overall situation with a natural gesture, including confirming the medical director at the scene, assessing the severity of the injured, confirming available supplies and the nearest medical facility.

Yondu crawled out from a smoke screen, his brain was still buzzing, and when he saw everything was full of double images, his only remaining subordinates were Kraglin, who was fanning the fan to make the smoke disperse faster. They all lined up to report in front of Batman and his three little Batmen.

"What the hell is going on?" Yondu hurriedly covered his ears as soon as he opened his mouth, trying to slow down the severe tinnitus, the damn bat bomb, he didn't know what ingredients were in the smoke, he now None of the senses are functioning properly.

"When you passed out, Jason's father was distributing medical resources." Kraglin pointed to the group of four over there. "In all fairness, he managed the situation pretty well."

Can you please?

Kraglin saw with his own eyes a few brave bat spirits who wanted to "teach" the earth bat spirit, but they were taught a lesson by the two little bat spirits other than Jason. When it comes to this, Kraglin wants to sigh The insidiousness of the people on earth is obviously the little bat spirit raised by the big bat, but he wants to name it a bird and pretend to be a robin spirit.

Tsk tsk, really scheming.

Batman had noticed Yondu and Kraglin's actions early on, but he didn't intend to intervene.His smoke//bombs are designed to target aliens of unknown races, based on the alliance's database, basically have different levels of impact on known alien races, although not as deadly as targeted weapons , but it is enough to harass the enemy.

He was quite sure that Yondu would be miserable even if he was not dead now, and wanted to find a hole to bury himself.Jason's father - not just anyone can be a godfather!

See how well organized his sons are.Batman wrapped his cape tightly and stared at every saboteur who came to report in the shadow of the spaceship.

Damian held a projection screen in his hand, which listed photos and personal information. It was Jason's personnel file saved from the bridge's main computer.Every saboteur had to check his identity with Damian before being assigned to the medical staff by him, depending on how busy the two remaining ship doctors were.

Tim is in charge of arranging for the transport of seriously injured patients to the nearest and highest priority hospital.He has completely figured out the system on the New Milan. At this moment, he is jumping off the cabin and explaining to the rocket about transporting the wounded: "New Milan will set off with one more person on board! I have entered which hospital to go to." Navigation."

Rocket picked up the personal terminal that Tim handed him and looked at it: "Why is it a different hospital? Can't we just pack them all up and throw them in a big hospital?"

"No, we all know that Yondu and Saboteur are not guys with friends all over the world." Tim made another personal terminal out of nowhere and started poking around on it, without taking his eyes off the screen while talking "Send them to different hospitals according to the severity and type of their injuries, which can prevent them from being attacked by the enemy to the greatest extent. You know that each of them has a bounty of tens of thousands of dollars on their heads, right?"

"I know, I know." Rocket muttered and jumped onto the New Milan, "It's terrible, I didn't come to be a driver when I was with Peter."

That is to say, but the New Milan still took off slowly and rushed into the space jump point.

The corners of Tim's mouth curled up slightly, and after calculating the round-trip time of the New Milan and the amount of remaining fuel, he opened his voice and ran to the injured in the temporary waiting area: "The eighth, eleventh, and NO.14 please Get ready, you take the next boat in 10 minutes and go to the doctor."

Jason was checking the status of the Batship with the uninjured pilot next to the Batship. After all, it traveled through a universe, and Jason didn't want the ship to have any hidden dangers.

"This combination is really amazing!" The saboteur pilot almost stuffed his entire head into the belly of the spaceship, only his excited voice kept coming out, "I never thought that there could be such a way! But How should I put it... This structure is still relatively unstable, let me see how to change it..."

"The prototype of this engine should be based on the Milan. You can see the fuel pump and the main gearbox, and you can also see the shadow of the Milan." Jason also curled up and curled up under the belly of the bat spaceship, turning on the flashlight. Some parts were pointed to the pilot, "Ah, this part is the design habit of our universe..."

"That's right, it can be seen. Orion 4300 engines have this feature." The pilot continued to tinker with a few snorts. Jason poked his head out from under the spaceship and made a comparison to Batman. The general internal gesture of "peace of mind" continues to check the structure and stability of the spacecraft.

Batman raised his chin proudly.His sons are so good!

Speaking of which, Superman also had a boy in his family.Batman deeply felt that the boy should be allowed to play with his boys more, and his sons would definitely have a positive influence on the Kent boys.As a good friend, he started from the standpoint of his father, and the more he thought about it, the more he felt that this was a good idea.

It can also be regarded as a thank you to Superman for assisting him in this cross-universe mission this time.

Yondu staggered to Batman's side, one hand was still digging in his ear, and he knew that the sequelae of tinnitus had not been completely relieved.

"I said Batman, did you see Peter?" Yondu squinted his eyes and looked around, "I saw his ship and his rodent teammate, but why didn't I see that little boy?" Muddy ball."

For the title of "Batman", Batman responded by drooping the corners of his mouth twice, but Yondu naturally didn't notice it, and was still searching for Peter in the crowd.

To be honest, Yondu Udonta is not as bad as Peter Quill said.Batman believes that the "kidnapping" back then must have hidden secrets. Peter said that Yondu didn't kill him because he was small and thin and could climb the ventilation hole to steal things. Batman was too lazy to point out how big a loophole there is.

If Yondu just needs a small underling to help him with a special mission, then he doesn't need to travel all the way to Earth to catch a kid.And Peter's only connection to the universe is his father, but Jason is pretty sure Yondu never mentioned Peter's father to them in years.All this makes the motive for the kidnapping seem confusing.

"Peter?" Tim, who was running around directing the crowd, stopped in front of Yondu, "He's not here."

"What do you mean it's not here? I saw his mouse-faced friend." Yondu pointed in the direction of the New Milan, and the rocket was yelling at the people who were carrying the injured on it.

"I heard he left with his father." Tim frowned and thought about it, "Well, there were two other players of his. The Rockets didn't go with them because they had to meet Jason."

Yondu's expression went blank after Tim left.Batman put the item "Peter's father" under the spotlight in his mind.

"I reasonably speculate that you know Peter Quill's father." Batman and Peter didn't get along for a long time, but he could clearly see that the young man was full of longing for the role of "father".He can always feel the envious eyes from Quill when he interacts with the children.

If Yondu knew Peter's father from beginning to end, then the reason for the kidnapping may be inseparable from this person.

"Know? Ha, your thinking is too simple." Yondu laughed, full of sarcasm and deep resentment, "You bat spirit, take your little cubs and go back to where you came from .Be good to Jason, he is a rare good boy."

Yondu shook his head, trying to climb back to the Vandal bridge, but was stopped by Batman.

"You're going after Peter Quill."

"So what, Batman, you found your baby, and the rest has nothing to do with you."

"You've cost Quill years with his family, and if you really cared about that young man, maybe you should reunite him with his family." Batman could see that Yondu wasn't indifferent to Peter. There may be a personal vendetta between him and Peter's father, but this is not a valid reason to deprive father and son of precious time.

Yondu looked at Batman like he was looking at the idiot number one in the universe.

"Listen, Batman." Yondu slumped his shoulders, let out a tired breath, and looked at Batman wrapped in black armor, like a damn robot, "You're a crazy dad, fine , I wish you and your family a safe life. But you have to know that not every father loves children, and to some people children are just... well, consumables."

Even through the mask, just from the line of his jaw, Yondu could tell that the bat-spirit was conceiving the credibility of his words.It doesn't matter, what matters is that he has to get Peter back, before he's lost in his daddy's dream until he dies with no bones left.

The premise is that this bat spirit can stop trying to block his way. Can this guy read minds?Otherwise, why does he know where he is going next?

"Explain." Batman doesn't accept cover-ups, he wants the truth.Peter Quill was a good boy, a little flippant, a little frivolous, but if he was in danger at the moment, he wouldn't mind doing a favor as far as Batman was able.

The premise is that he knows the cause and effect.

"Aren't you going to let me go?" Yondu lifted his windbreaker, and the flying arrow glowed slightly red, "I really don't mind digging a hole in your body."

"And at the same time completely lose mobility?" Batman flashed the black smoke//bomb that had brought Yondu down not long ago, "If you are willing to explain clearly, you don't have to develop this situation."

Yondu looked at the smoke//bombs with some trepidation, and pointed at Batman with a disgusted expression, "You're a fucking bastard, you know that?"

"You're not the first to say that." Batman retracts the smoke//bomb, Yondu's insults seeming to have no effect on him at all, "Now, go ahead."

"Okay!" Yondu raised his hands in the air and hung them down again, "That was a few years ago. Before I became a destroyer, I was a slave in the Cree Empire for more than 20 years. Later, my old The captain saved me and told me that as long as I followed the rules of the saboteurs, I was one of them. I was too young, stupid and greedy, and I wanted to be like him and the other captains. I wanted to be equal to them , being a big shot, you know? That's when Egg—Peter's dad—came to me."

Batman only said "um" from the beginning to the end, without any other comments.This made Yondu feel a little lucky, but a little bit lost, he felt as if he was talking to a wall.

"He asked me to go around to help him find the child, and gave me the name, planet, and even the detailed city and the child's fucking name." Yondu looked up at the darkened sky, "I didn't ask why He didn’t pick up the children himself, and I didn’t ask him what he was doing with so many children, he paid very generously, and I helped him find the children and send them there, it’s as simple as that.”

"Then why didn't you send Peter Quill to Egg, just like before. Since your purpose is money, and you have sent many children to your employer, why is it Peter Quill's turn?" You changed your mind while you were there," Batman continued.

"Because I found out that Egg is a lunatic!" Yondu's tone was full of repressed anger, and he didn't know whether it was aimed at Egg or himself who had helped Egg, "Those children, his own children. I sent When I got to his door, they were all healthy and alive, and all of them were dead by Egg, without exception. I know there are others who are helping Egg to send the children there, even if I don’t go to Earth to pick up Peter, Egg Will find someone else too, he's the last one on my list, I won't let him fall victim to Ego's madness too."

Yondu looked at Batman, with a clear determination in his eyes that if he didn't get out of the way, it wouldn't matter if he had to fight again: "I haven't done much good in my life, unlike you, your brats say You are a hero, and they adore you. I am a rogue, a kidnapper, and the number of hands and feet of the planets that want me is not enough, but at least I can keep that stupid kid from going to death stupidly. So you are going to let Do you want to drive or stay here, Batman?"

Batman looked at Yondu's Destroyer bridge, and then looked at the number of wounded patients who had gradually decreased, but were still in urgent need of medical treatment, still standing firmly in place.

"Oh, don't think that I showed mercy to you just now..." Yondu's flying arrow rushed out of the quiver quickly, but was blocked by a strange sword.

The one holding the sword was Jason, and the little brother who could bite was sticking to Jason's side, like a proud little rooster.

"Relax, Yondu. He didn't get out of the way because he was going with you." Jason raised an eyebrow at Batman, "Don't tell me you don't think so, B, you're not the type to sit back and watch Our friends are committing suicide."

Damian had a reluctant expression, but what he said was completely opposite to his stinky face: "If Quill has ever saved this universe, then letting him die here is obviously a waste of talent."

Batman glanced at his second son, then at the youngest son who was obviously already gearing up, walked past Yondu, and boarded the boat that belonged to Yondu: "I want to know about this Ego, And everything about the people traveling with Peter Quill. Check the necessities on the ship and make a list for me. Regarding the resettlement plan for the injured and other crew members, the nearest supply planet from here."

Jason and Damian listened intently to Batman's order, and said in unison: "Understood" After that, one large and one small performed the task separately, leaving only Yondu alone, watching the earth bat spirit in his Feeling around on the boat, he still showed a dissatisfied expression.

"You bastard, this is my boat!" Yondu rushed onto the boat angrily, ready to teach this anti-customer guy a lesson.

"Then you should know what weapons are on board and the consumables that may be needed for this mission. I will leave this work to you." Batman assigned the mission confidently.

When Yondu came back to his senses, he was obediently squatting and counting consumables in a small warehouse that hadn't been opened for hundreds of years.

its not right!Obviously he was driving his boat and using his equipment to save his son, why does his father look like a handyman and that bat spirit is the real master?

Earth Bats, that's scary!