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Jason stood in front of the large metal crate holding a piece of Kryptonite in hand a phone in the other.
“B, i was hoping to use your Krypton safe, i’ve got a crate here of around two hundred pounds of Kryptonite in twelve types, I have no idea where else they could go.” Jason said setting the crystal down atop the others and shifted.
“Jason, How did you get two hundred Pounds of Kryptonite?” Jason winced at the accusation in Bruce's voice. Jason sighed.
“It was part of a Shipment from one of Black Masks deals, what he was going to do with it i have no clue but it would be a great idea to put it where no one else can get it. In the cave.” Jason shrugged not that anyone could see. He pulled off one of his gloves and lifted up a slightly lighter green piece of Kryptonite.
“These all have some pretty odd glow’s, i’m currently hold a piece of what looks like normal green kryptonite, but its paler and glowing blue. Seriously, though," Jason tossed his hand back in an aborted gesture. "How many different kinds of of this stuff are there? I mean seriousl-FUCK!” Jason gasped as the crystal sliced open his thumb; His hand jerked sending the piece of kryptonite into the ceiling where it chipped the main piece clattering down to the floor at Jason's feet, the chip vanishing without his knowledge, he set his phone to the side and bent down picking up the crystal and dropping it back into the crate and replacing the lid.
“Hood, whats going on!?” Batman called over the phone's speaker.
“Hood answer me!HOOD!” Batman continued to shout.
He bent over and picked the Phone back up, not noticing the chip of Kryptonite fall back down and embed itself in the back of his neck.
“Cut my hand, yeah i’m sorry.” Jason replied and shifted.
“I'm at the docks warehouse 17-c, the giant metal crate, hard to miss.” Jason stated slipping on his glove and ending the call. He leaned against the crate heavily and yawned, suddenly sleepy. He swayed slightly, the sounds of the water outside suddenly sounded louder, followed by the sounds of the city. All sounds he shouldn't be able to hear from within the warehouse.
He took a deep breath in through his nose and began to cough and hack, dust and pollen filling his senses and overwhelming his nose. He shoved away from the crate sending it shooting back to crash into the wall behind him. He stared at it quietly for a moment before redialing batman’s number.
“What now hood?” He growled, Jason winced and set the phone down.
“We may have a problem.” He huffed out biting his lip.
“What’s happened now?” Batman asked. Jason flinched.
“Well, seeing as how only a minute ago i shoved a two hundred pound metal crate across an entire warehouse like it was a baseball. I can hear the city, even though i’m still at the docks, B-” Jason cut off, his hand coming up to rub at his forehead.
“B, i think something's wrong with me.” Jason stated. He heard a shuffle from the other side of the door.
“Superman is heading your way, He’ll bring you and the crate here to the cave, stay put.” Batman stated, his tone leaving no room for an argument. Jason snorted. The line went silent as both parties stopped talking but neither hanging up. Jason sat down and sighed staring up at the ceiling, he blinked his vision slowly growing red as he began to simmer. His eyes opened again and a ray of light shot out, tearing a hole in the warehouse ceiling. Jason forced his eyes to shut and curled up into a small ball.
“Jason!? Jason What happened!?” Batman called out from the phone. Jason let out a soft cough as dust and powder fell down around him, burning wood filled his nose and he let out a soft groan.
“What’s happening in here?” Superman called from the door, a playful smile on his face. Jason kept his eyes closed and groaned.
“Hey, what happened?” Superman stated hovering closer reaching out to Jason.
“I just blew a hole in the ceiling.” Jason said pointing up with one hand. The man in blue glanced up and sighed softly. He reached out and pushed Jason's hair out of his eyes.
“Look at me, it’s going to be okay, i’m going to pick you up and get the crate alright?” Superman asked Jason who had slowly opened his eyes to peer up at the kryptonian. He nodded once.