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“How do I know?” The kid spits, knife raised again, trembling violently. His eyes are wet, angry and pleading and piercing right down into Grian’s soul.
“...If I can fly?” Grian asks, confused. His heart is beating fast.
The boy shakes his head violently, taking a lurching step forward, now only a few feet away. Something about his eyes almost seems familiar, but the thought is fleeting. The knife looks sharp. The child is crying, slow tears that barely have an effect on his voice.
“No,” the kid says forcefully. “How do I know you’re not a zombie?”
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A young Scar fresh from a world overtaken by zombies stumbles through The Rift onto Hermitcraft, and is quickly adopted by the rest of the Hermits, who have no idea who he actually is.
An older Scar grapples with a past that he'd rather forget, all while trying to avoid the version of himself he left behind a long time ago. -
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When the Ghost Investigation Ward finally goes under, defunded and ridiculed for their inhumane ways, they're forced to team up with the only other facility where they can covertly continue their work under the guise of being for a greater cause - Arkham Asylum. They all wear white. No one has to know.
or: the bats notice a new patient in arkham. one that definitely isn't supposed to be there.
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Hunter took in and released a breath. “The lawyer’s name is Obi-Wan Kenobi.” He passed Tech the business card. “He’s an old friend of Cody’s. He said he’d help us…” Another breath, in and out. “I called CPS and reported the abuse. He thinks… he said that he’s confident that we could get custody of Omega.”
The silence that followed his declaration was hollow, each man around the table taking a moment to let it sink in. Wrecker slumped backwards, good eye glazed with relief. Tech nodded, his tablet propped in front of him, legal documents and forums pinned and filed. Echo, catching Hunter’s eye, gave him an approving nod.
Crosshair laughed. “Right,” he scoffed, turning to rinse out his coffee cup. “Perfect.” He dried his hands on the kitchen towel, balled it up, and slammed it into the sink. “Great call, Hunter.”
For over ten years, Hunter and his brothers thought they were done with their mother, Nala Se, her abuse far behind them. When they learned that they have a little sister, still in their mother's care, they decided to do something about it.
How the Batch got custody of Omega.
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- Part 6 of modern batch
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There is a world where a prophecy goes unheard. A world where a boy is never orphaned, where he grows up safe and loved, rather than in a cupboard under the stairs.
But in that world, Harry Potter died in 1991—killed in what became known as the Hogwarts Express Massacre, along with every child who was supposed to attend Hogwarts that year. The war did not end, but it shifted, forcing both sides to set aside their differences against two common enemies: Gellert Grindelwald and Albus Dumbledore.
Seven years later, during a memorial for the children lost that day, the dead return. But not as ghosts. They are flesh and blood. They are seven years older and ripped from a world that's only just beginning to recover from its own war.
And the families who mourned them must now face the mirrors of the children they lost—and the strangers they’ve become.
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Tim can't believe what he's seeing. He knew it had been many hours since he'd slept, but really, having nightmare hallucinations about Bruce adopting another kid is a bit much.
When he finally finds his voice stuck at the back of his throat, realising this is nothing but an unfortunate reality, Tim smacks a hand over his face, "Bruce, no."
The man frowns, "It's Damian," he whispers in defence.
Tim feels his blood pressure skyrocket from that statement alone, "Like that's any better!"
(Damian gets hit with a de-age spell.)