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"Wait… seriously? What the hell are you doing?" Jason growled, eyes locked on the man hovering in the air—Superman. Dust and debris littered the ruined hall. Several members of the press were injured. And yet… Superman didn't even look back.
"I've had enough of you," Superman said, his voice trembling with fury. "Killing villains is one thing. But threatening my family? My identity? That crosses the line. I won't let it slide."
Jason's glare darkened. "Oh? And what the fuck are you gonna do about it? Kill me? Here? In front of everyone? Have you completely lost your mind?"
He turned to Batman, gesturing violently. "Yo, Bats—what the fuck is wrong with your crew?!"
Batman looked just as stunned as the crowd, his voice sharp. "Superman! That's enough! WHAT ARE YOU DOING?!"
But Superman didn't wait.
Before Jason could even blink, a punch smashed into his face. A sonic boom followed—Jason's body rocketed through the air, shattering the podium wall, then another behind it, then another—until he blasted out of the building entirely.
He was falling—fast. But just before hitting the ground, his clawed fingers flared to life, slamming into the concrete wall and dragging down, metal screeching until he came to a brutal stop.
Jason coughed once, blood on his lip, and muttered into his comms.
"Everyone—gear up. Looks like today… we fight Superman."
His team had been nearby, a precaution after what happened last time—but he hadn't expected this. Not him.
Another transmission. "Nia… bring me the thing. Even a small dose. Just get it here."
Above him, Superman flew out of the broken building like a crimson missile, fury in his eyes. Batman followed right after, still trying to reach him.
News helicopters circled. Civilians recorded everything. The world watched in disbelief.
Superman's fist ripped through the air toward Jason once more—but this time, a crackling burst of electricity intercepted it. The red-and-blue blur was blown back like a meteor crashing into a building, dust and debris following his impact. Static danced wildly in the air.
Livewire hovered in front of Jason, electricity coiling around her body like serpents. "Hey Boss, looks like you need a little help?" she smirked, floating beside him.
Behind her, Harley twirled her beloved bat with wild excitement. Red Hood loaded his pistols with mechanical precision. Katana's blade gleamed unnaturally—its length shimmering with cursed energy.
Superman emerged from the cratered wall, brushing off chunks of concrete from his shoulders. His eyes, glowing red, locked onto Jason and his crew.
"Good," the Kryptonian growled. "You're all together… You'll die together."
He charged.
Jason's fingers twisted into hand signs. "Cleave," he muttered.
A cursed slash, invisible yet heavy as gravity, slashed through the air. Superman zipped sideways, dodging the full force but still grunting as it grazed his side—his skin didn't split, but the pain was real. Something that wasn't supposed to be possible.
Superman looked shocked. "That… hurt."
But Jason wasn't done. "Spiderweb."
A network of cursed slashes rained down in a dome, cutting through the battlefield like invisible wires. Superman tore through them, but each one left an impression—his movements slowed, not by damage, but the sensation. His nerves screamed despite his invulnerability.
Harley came next, laughing like a maniac. "Batter up!"
Her bat slammed down with a burst of cursed energy—and Black Flash exploded on impact. Superman stumbled, jaw clenched. His eyes widened.
"You… you shouldn't be able to—!"
Another swing—Black Flash. Another—Black Flash.
"You think physics matter to me, Supes?!" she shouted, cackling.
"Jason!" Red Hood barked, flipping sideways and firing.
Jason clicked his teeth. "Dismantle."
Each bullet was infused with a cursed blueprint to destroy—the path of least resistance. Superman blurred to avoid, but the last two clipped his cape and scorched his back. He spun, heat vision lashing out in retaliation.
"Cover!" Jason yelled.
Katana leapt, her blade glowing. "Fall."
Slash.
Superman blocked the blade with his forearm—yet his feet slid back. The impact reverberated. The blade had reached further than it should have, and he felt it in his bones.
"This sword…" Superman muttered. "It shouldn't be this strong."
Livewire seized the opening. "Hey, Last Son of Krypton—try this on for size!"
She let loose a concentrated torrent of lightning—cursed-enhanced voltage. Superman screamed as the energy wrapped around his body, momentarily halting him mid-air.
"NOW!" Jason roared.
He appeared above Superman instantly, Sukuna's tattoos glowing, eyes blazing. "Black Flash."
Crack.
His fist landed on Superman's chin.
Superman rocketed downward, embedding into the asphalt.
But it wasn't enough.
With a roar, Superman erupted from the ground like a demon unchained. His suit torn, his face bruised, eyes full of wrath.
"You… think this is enough?! I am SUPERMAN!"
Twin beams of crimson exploded from his eyes—focused solely on Jason.
Jason didn't flinch.
"Fuga…"
Cursed flames spiraled around him, shaping into a massive dragon's head.
"DIVINE FLAME!"
The two attacks collided—raw heat against cursed flame, melting the very world between them. The resulting explosion lit up the night like a second sun.
BOOOOM!!!
Buildings shook. The ground cracked. Cars lifted from the shockwave.
And then—silence.
Only the sound of crumbling debris and crackling fire remained as a massive dust cloud engulfed the entire street.
The dust thinned. Smoke billowed like curtains drawn aside by fate.
A massive, translucent emerald wall stood where fire had raged only seconds ago—buzzing with power, shimmering under the ruined skies of Metropolis. Its glow cracked and pulsed like a dying heartbeat, but it held firm.
On one side, Jason , scorched but standing, his body still wreathed in flickers of divine flame. The remnants of Fuga hissed off his coat like ghostly fireflies. Blood traced down his chin, and his eyes were cold, unwavering.
On the other side of the green wall...
Superman.
His cape torn. His suit, scorched and cracked at the edges. Eyes glowing an ominous red, like twin stars collapsing into fury.
But he wasn't moving. Not forward.
Because standing between them—hands raised—were three others.
Wonder Woman, calm but firm. Her bracers still hummed with divine resistance.The Flash, panting slightly, wind still wrapping around his boots.And at the center—his ring shining bright—Green Lantern.
"Enough." Diana's voice cut through the tension like a blade.
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