Chapter 7 - DEAL IS A DEAL

-3 Days Ago after the Blackmail-Talia al Ghul held a small capsule in her hand, her fingers gently caressing the smooth surface. Inside the capsule was Alexander's blood DNA, the result of a sinister deal she had orchestrated through blackmail. A victorious smirk played across her lips as she admired her prize.Talia: (murmuring to herself) A deal is a deal, and no one will stop me from creating my legacy. With this, the future of the al Ghul name will be more powerful than ever.Just as she reveled in her triumph, a cold voice cut through the silence.Batwoman: (firmly) Not today, Talia.Talia's eyes widened in shock as she spun around, only to be met with a swift, powerful punch to the face. The force of the blow sent her stumbling backward, dropping the capsule as she tried to regain her balance. Batwoman, dressed in her dark, armored suit, swiftly caught the capsule before it hit the ground.Batwoman: (coldly) Sorry, Talia, but this DNA needs to be destroyed.Talia, now on her knees, looked up at Batwoman with desperation in her eyes. She reached out, pleading.Talia: (desperately) No! Please, Batwoman, don't do this! You don't understand! This is my legacy!Batwoman didn't flinch. With a resolute expression, she took a few steps back and, without hesitation, threw the capsule into the air. In one smooth motion, she pulled out several Batarangs and hurled them with precision. The Batarangs struck the capsule mid-air, shattering it into pieces as the DNA inside was destroyed, evaporating into nothingness.Talia: (screaming) Nooooo!Batwoman watched as the remnants of the capsule fell to the ground, her gaze steely and unyielding. She turned on her heel and began to walk away, her cape billowing behind her. Talia, still on her knees, screamed in fury, her voice echoing through the chamber.Talia: (furiously) Curse you, Batwoman! Curse you! You'll pay for this!-Present Day-Inside the Batcave, the soft hum of technology filled the air as Alexander and Bryce Wayne sat across from each other at a large, metallic table. The atmosphere was tense, the weight of their conversation hanging heavily between them.Alexander: (incredulous) You're serious? You really destroyed my blood DNA?Bryce: (nodding) Yes, Alexander. Thanks to you, I learned about the blackmail from Talia al Ghul. If that DNA had gotten out, if people found out you're Iron Man... Your reputation, your family's reputation, would've crumbled.Alexander leaned back in his chair, running a hand through his hair. He let out a sigh of relief mixed with frustration, realizing how close he had come to disaster.Alexander: (sincerely) I guess I owe you a thank you, Bryce. I just didn't expect you to go that far.Bryce: (smirking) You can thank me by being more careful next time. We're in this together, remember? And by the way... why did you tell my adopted son that you wanted to marry me?Alexander froze for a moment, his mind racing. He whispered to himself, barely audible.Alexander: (whispering) Huh?... Dang it, that little bird just snitched on me.Bryce: (amused) What was that, Alexander?Alexander: (nervous laugh) Oh, that... It was just a joke! Hehe, nothing serious, really.Bryce stood up from the table, walking over to Alexander with a slow, deliberate grace. Before he could react, she was behind him, wrapping her arms around his neck, her breath warm against his ear.Bryce: (seductively) How about we make that joke a reality? We could announce our engagement at Stark Industries. I wouldn't mind marrying you, Alexander. In fact, I wouldn't regret it at all.Alexander's eyes widened as he stood up, stepping away from her embrace. He turned to face Bryce, struggling to find the right words.Alexander: (awkwardly) Umm... I don't know what to say, Bryce. This is, uh... unexpected.Bryce tilted her head, sensing something off in his tone.Bryce: (curious) What's wrong, Alexander?Alexander: (hesitant) Well... I'm currently dating Selina Kyle. You know, Catwoman.The words hung in the air for a moment, and then Bryce's expression shifted from surprise to something more intense.Bryce: (firmly) Since when?Alexander: (confused) What?Bryce: (shouting) Since when!?Alexander flinched at her intensity, quickly blurting out the truth.Alexander: (nervously) Two months and one week!Without warning, Bryce grabbed Alexander by the collar, pulling him closer with a determined look in her eyes.Alexander: (panicking) Umm, where are we going??Bryce: (with a smirk) To bed. We're going to make a baby.Alexander's eyes widened in horror as he remembered the painful experience from two months ago when Selina had accidentally injured him during a particularly intense moment.Alexander: (shouting) Noooo, not again!!-Location: Metropolis-Lex Luthor sat across from Amanda Waller, his face twisted in frustration. The two power players of the DC universe were deep in conversation, their words charged with tension.Luthor: (coldly) Iron Man is a threat, Amanda. He needs to be locked up immediately.Amanda: (calmly) Iron Man cannot be put in jail, Lex.Luthor's eyes flashed with anger as he leaned forward, his voice rising.Luthor: (shouting) And why is that?Amanda leaned back in her chair, unfazed by Luthor's outburst, and delivered the news with a composed but firm tone.Amanda: (matter-of-factly) Because The Invincible Iron Man has officially joined the Justice League.Luthor's expression shifted to shock, his mind racing as he processed the information.Luthor: (demanding) By who?!Amanda: (smirking) By Batwoman herself.Luthor's face turned red with anger as he slammed his fist on the table, the impact echoing through the room.Luthor: (furiously) I've had enough of this! Get out, now!Amanda stood up, not intimidated in the slightest. As she walked toward the door, she threw a parting shot over her shoulder.Amanda: (sarcastically) Tsk... Douchebag nerdThe door closed behind her with a click, leaving Luthor alone in his office. The room was filled with silence for only a moment before Luthor erupted in rage, sweeping everything off his desk and hurling objects across the room.Luthor: (shouting) Since when was he a Justice League member?! This is unacceptable!The tension was palpable as his assistant entered the room, his voice respectful yet urgent.Assistant: (respectfully) Sir, Mr. Li has arrived.Luthor: (nodding) Let him come in.Moments later, Mr. Li stepped into the office, his demeanor calm and composed. Luthor rose from his desk to greet him, his expression a mix of professional courtesy and hidden calculation.Luthor: (welcoming) Welcome, Mr. Li, the CEO of F.E.A.S.T. Foundation.Mr. Li: (politely) Pleasure to meet you, Lex Luthor of LuthorCorp. What can I do for you?Luthor gestured for Mr. Li to take a seat across from him, and once they were both seated, he leaned forward slightly, his gaze penetrating.Luthor: (casually) I understand you're involved in philanthropic outreach. Is that correct?Mr. Li: (nodding) Yes, that's right so anyways why am i here? What do you want from me? Luthor's smirk widened as he continued, his tone taking on a more menacing edge.Luthor: (smirking) But by night, you run a gang known as the Demon. You've been robbing rich people's banks and giving the money to the poor. Is that true?Mr. Li's demeanor shifted abruptly. His eyes narrowed, and his expression hardened. Without warning, he transformed into Mr. Negative, his appearance dark and intense.He pulled out a sword, its blade gleaming, and pointed it menacingly at Luthor's neck.Mr. Negative: (angrily) That was my past! I am no longer a criminal!Luthor's smirk did not falter. Instead, he leaned back in his chair, unmoved. He gestured to a screen on his desk, which came to life, showing live footage from LuthorCorp drones. The image was of a school, where a woman who resembled Mr. Negative's wife, Yana Li, was seen interacting with children.Luthor: (coldly) Kill me, and these drones will attack. They'll explode, killing your wife inside that school.Mr. Negative's eyes widened in horror, and he took a step back, his sword lowering slightly as panic set in.Mr. Negative: (shouting) What do you want from me anyway!!!Luthor's expression remained unchanged, his voice calm and commanding.Luthor: (firmly) I want you to kill someone.Mr. Negative's shoulders slumped slightly as he tried to regain his composure.Mr. Negative: (resigned) Fine. I'll do it. Just don't touch my wife.Luthor: (smirking) Deal.Mr. Negative's eyes narrowed with determination.Mr. Negative: (gritting his teeth) Who is the target?Luthor leaned forward, his gaze cold and calculating as he delivered the name.Luthor: (evilly) Alexander Stark.-Back To MC and Bryce-Inside The Wayne Manor, Bryce and Alexander lay peacefully entwined in each other's arms, their bodies tangled beneath the soft sheets of the luxurious bed. The moonlight streamed through the window, casting a gentle glow over the room as they slept soundly, their breathing steady and calm.Suddenly, the door creaked open, and Alfred, Wayne Manor's faithful butler, stepped into the room, carrying a tray of freshly brewed coffee and a stack of morning newspapers. His eyes widened in surprise as he took in the scene before him Bryce and Alexander, completely naked and blissfully unaware of his presence.Alfred: (alarmed) Oh, my word!Bryce stirred, her eyes fluttering open as she groggily registered Alfred's presence.Bryce: (sleepily) Alfred? What are you doing here?Alfred's cheeks flushed pink as he averted his gaze, trying to maintain his composure.Alfred: (stammering) My apologies, Mistress Wayne. I didn't mean to intrude. I was just bringing your morning coffee and newspapers.Bryce blinked, her confusion giving way to amusement as she glanced down at the state of undress she and Alexander were in.Bryce: (chuckling) Well, it's a bit late for privacy now, isn't it, Alfred?Alexander stirred beside her, his eyes blinking open as he registered Alfred's presence in the room.Alexander: (sleepily) Alfred? What's going on?Alfred cleared his throat, his cheeks still tinged with embarrassment as he averted his gaze.Alfred: (awkwardly) Uh, nothing, Mistress Wayne. Just your morning coffee and newspapers, as usual.Alexander's eyes widened in realization as he glanced down at the state of undress he and Bryce were in, a sheepish grin spreading across his face.Alexander: (sheepishly) Oh, right. Sorry about that, Alfred. Guess we forgot to put on our pajamas.Bryce laughed, her voice warm with amusement as she reached for the coffee Alfred had brought.Bryce: (teasingly) Well, I hope you don't mind the view, Alfred. We do pay you for your services, after all.Alfred's cheeks turned an even deeper shade of pink as he hastily retreated from the room, his dignity slightly bruised but his loyalty unwavering.Alfred: (muttering to himself) Just another day at Wayne Manor...Alexander Stark awoke in the large, comfortable bed. He stretched and yawned, slowly coming to his senses. Beside him, Bryce Wayne, still in bed, propped herself up on her elbows and watched him with a playful glint in her eyes.Bryce: (teasingly) Well, that was quite a night, wasn't it? You were absolutely relentless.Alexander, still half-asleep, groaned softly and tried to ignore her. He swung his legs over the side of the bed and began to get up, moving toward his clothes.Bryce: (smirking) You know, I didn't expect you to be so... intense.Alexander: (groggy) Bryce, can we not do this right now?Bryce chuckled softly and slid out of bed, her eyes following him as he started dressing. She noticed something peculiar as he pulled on his shirt.Bryce: (playfully) Oh, look at you! Is that a beard I see?Alexander glanced at her with a puzzled expression.Alexander: (confused) A beard?Bryce walked over to him, inspecting his face with exaggerated curiosity. She pointed at the thin strip of hair extending from his chin up to the corners of his mouth.Bryce: (mockingly) Yes, this! You've got this charming little strip of facial hair. It's like you're trying to be all ruggedly handsome or something.Alexander raised an eyebrow, rolling his eyes as he buttoned up his shirt.Alexander: (deadpan) Very funny, Bryce. It's just a bit of stubble. I'll shave it later.Bryce's smile widened as she teased him further.Bryce: (giggling) I'm just saying, it does give you a certain... distinguished look. Makes you look like you're going for the whole suave, secret agent vibe.Alexander gave her a sidelong glance as he fastened his belt, clearly trying to ignore the teasing.Alexander: (sighing) If you say so. I'll take it under advisement.Bryce playfully nudged him as he finished dressing, still grinning.Bryce: (cheerfully) Just remember, Alexander, you're not just a Stark or Iron Man. You're also a bit of a dashing rogue.Alexander finally let a smile creep onto his face, shaking his head as he grabbed his jacket.Alexander: (smiling) Alright, alright. I'll keep that in mind.As he turned to leave, Bryce called after him with a laugh.Bryce: (calling out) And don't forget to consider keeping that beard! It might just be your best feature!Alexander: Okay MommyTo Be Continue...