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Disclaimer: Plot and anything you don't recognize, mine. Everything else (Young Justice or any characters licensed by DC) belongs to their respective creators/writers/artists. Just know I make no profit off of this and shut up about it...m'kay?

Chapter List
- 16
- 17
- 18
This chapter basically has Fate hang himself with all his bullshit. We see his true motivation for his actions as well as how and why Guardians and Chaos Mages are actually born. The song I chose is, in my opinion, about the fact that we tend to blindly follow people who claim that they know what’s best until they start dropping (not so) subtle hints that they aren’t as ‘holy’ as they pretend to be. That they are not infallible. Disturbed's Deify sets the mood.
In case it’s not obvious, I am not a fan of the YJverse Dr. Fate.
Again, for the full effect (ya know, with lyrics) visit adultfiction. My name there is also sirensoundwave.
Plot and anything you don't recognize, mine. Everything else belongs to their respective creators/writers/artists. There are too many to list. Just know I make no profit off of this and shut up about it...m'kay?
Chapter 17
Deify
All my devotion betrayed
I am no longer afraid
I was too blinded to see
How much you've stolen from me!
You want to know why
I feel so horrified?
I let my innocence die
You want to know why
I can't be pacified?
You made me bury something
I won't be sleeping tonight...
I only wanted the blessing made
Now I've been labeled a renegade
It seems so clear now what I must do
You're no immortal, I won't let them
Deify you!
They view you as the new messiah
Deify you!
Renew belief in some demented man.
You want to know why
It seems the passion has died?
We've all been living this lie.
You want to know why
My will's been fortified?
You made me hunger again
Good luck sleeping tonight...
"To begin, like my brothers and sisters, I was born from the ether. Created in a realm where nothing existed. I believe the Lantern Corp call it ‘The Beginning’, the singularity from which all time and space sprang. On Earth alone, it has many names. The Void, Khaos, The Cosmic Egg, The Dream Time, etc. To some, there was never a beginning because nature is in constant renewal; an unbroken cycle. We understand all these beliefs have validity. We always have been since our creation and always will be until our end.
We are each, in essence what scientists call the big bang of our home reality. What caused our birth is a mystery to us as well. We emerged as adults with all the knowledge of our abilities known to us." Lady Gaia said. John’s brow furrowed at the mention of the Corp. The next chance he got, he was going to report this to Oa.
"Lady Gaia, um... How many guardians are there?" Zatanna asked. She already decided that she believed this woman. Something about her was comforting...reminded her of her own mother.
"An infinite number my dear. I could never hope to name all of my siblings within any of your life spans. We are like anchors; grounding our universe and to which an untold number of splinter worlds are tethered. For instance you have seen some worlds in which the heroes are corrupt and villains are virtuous. No guardian or mages exist there because they are but shadows of this world. There is no need."
"Where Gabe and I are from, you all only exist as characters in comic books. Imagination in one universe has the potential to be reality in another or in a splinter world." Sylphine leaned back onto Castor.
The image was a little creepy. A cute lil’ angelic looking 10 year old sitting comfortably in the lap of the guy who was a total whack job as far as they knew.
"Actually, I was sort of curious about you two." Robin motioned to Castor and Sylphine.
"Oh. I suppose the closest thing to describe our relationship would be soul-mates. For us tend to opposites attract. My affinity is light and his is darkness. Mortals have such flimsy terms for relationships but in teen speak, I’m his baby girl.” Sylphine giggled, wrapping Castor’s arms around her. It sounded like chimes in the wind. A light blush spread across her beau’s nose and cheeks.
"Oh my god the image... IT BURNS!" Raquel exclaimed, clutching her head dramatically. Many others, including the adults looked a bit ill too. " I mean this is...is...Klarion we’re talking about! Aren't you two cousins?! I need to bleach my brain now!"
“Hey!” Castor’s eye twitched as the heroes reacted. His face flushed a deeper shade of red and he turned away.
"Not really." Pollux laughed. His sense of humor was one thing he never faked. “No blood relation. Mother calls the others her brothers and sisters the same way humans call themselves brothers and sisters in a sorority or fraternity. Aunt or Uncle is just what we call other Guardians. Not funny when someone makes fun of your love life, is it bro?”
“Shut up dammit!” Castor still refused to make eye contact with anyone.
"Also, to be clear, affinity is just what side of the balance we tend to lean towards. The concept is hard for mortals to grasp but, light and dark are not the same as good and evil. Those are ideals dreamed up by self aware entities to condone or condemn the actions of themselves and others. I’m neutral if anyone cares. Syl can be sweet but she can be a total bitch too. She's no angel despite how she looks right now. Do not tee her off. Ya won't survive her wrath." Sagittarius pointed out while digging into his ear. “I’m pretty sure you’re all squicking out over the fact that she and Gabriel look like small children too. That was just to make them look more defenseless.”
The teams were used to the blunt and aloof Roy Harper but this was...a blunt, aloof and philosophical Sagittarius talking. Oliver felt even more betrayed. Two people he deeply cared for weren’t what he thought they were. It hurt more than words could describe. Virgo wanted nothing more than to hold him tight, assure him things would be okay.
But she was afraid to. Even in her world, nothing is ever guaranteed.
“Tari does bring up a good point.” Gaia chuckled. “Mages are the embodiment of the forces of Light and Dark. As he said, good and evil are merely constructs of the mortal mind. The definition of either depends on one’s perception. Light and Dark for us merely mean opposites. The concept of yin and yang as well as Newton’s 3 laws are probably the closest the human mind or otherwise has or will ever come to truly understanding it. Things must balance out for the universe to remain stable.
My children were born from my power when this universe became a bit more than just swirling gases. Castor who is dark and Pollux who is light are twins as most mages are. Here though, to properly balance the energies of the universe, a third neutral mage had to be born. Sagittarius is that mage. How their servants came to be, though, are personal stories best left for another time. Our way has always been to not interfere with the lives of those in our universe unless there is a real threat to the balance. It was not supposed to get to this point.”
As she stood, her chair faded away. After drawing in a breath, the serene aire left her. Her eyes hardened as her tone became more serious.
“There is another serious problem from beyond this reality which must be dealt with.” Lady Gaia sighed. “One of my brothers, Vishnu, is after this world. He and his Mages, Shiva and Kali are callous creatures. Their inept treatment of their own home caused it to go so far off kilter, that it shattered beyond repair. All that remains of is a sea of nothingness. Instead of working hard to start a new, they’ve set their sights here. I believe they are under the impression that I do not realize their scheme. I have no doubt that they will soon be strong enough to directly affect things here and no longer require their deal with the organization known as the light. Castor has hindered their progress but I fear they have caught on to his efforts.
That, Nabu, is what we discussed. I know it, you know it and I am tired in more ways than you could possibly conceive. As patient as I am, you have managed to irk me something dreadful. It’s almost as if you’ve been trying to win a prize! Congratulations. This is your last chance to admit your folly. Tell them what you know and why you have been behaving as you have.” She crossed her arms and leveled a stare at him that would freeze the sun over in less than a nanosecond.
Seconds ticked by but time may as well have stopped. No one moved. No one was quite sure what to do or say.
“I must admit that I have had my doubts about the suggestions you’ve put forth Dr. Fate.” It was Icon who spoke at last. He felt beyond guilty for doubting Raquel’s dedication to the mission of a hero. The girl almost died, then was saved by a fluke that fused not only her belt but part of his DNA to her irreversibly. Through it all, she still demanded that he do what destiny was calling him to; and was willing to stand by his side. He didn’t concede solely to have access to the best care should she have an adverse reaction to her enhancements. He did it because she believed in him...and he in her. “I am ashamed that I did not voice my opinion sooner. Judging from the faces of the other mentors, I am not alone.”
“I’m more angry that it took an outsider to provide validation for my doubts than for not speaking up. I never did trust you Nabu.” Batman, ever as verbally subtle as a flying mallet, agreed. Despite their distance, despite the strangeness that happened around him, Bruce knew Robin was not reckless. That his behavior always put the feelings of others before himself. Robin reacted to the emotions of those around him. If Robin truly had some form of magic, that dark day not long ago may have a ridiculously simple explanation. His protege was filled not only with his own anger and grief, but that of others wronged by the mobster. Of all those outraged at his release. This explained his failed relationship with Zatanna and the fight with Wally too. The time he spent around Bruce himself, someone who focused so much on reigning in their emotions, served to stabilize those powers up to a point. “So, what’s the real reason you wanted to monitor those with abilities on Earth?”
“You don’t trust anyone Batman. Still, I feel as if I have something in common with Superman. On New Years Day ,after the children prevented the take over of the Watchtower, I remember now. I wanted to tell Kaldur about his heritage. He deserved to know and I might not have the chance to tell him if I waited much longer. Every time I tried though, I was assaulted by every fear and doubt I had hidden behind these past 16 years with such force that I abandoned the notion.” Aquaman frowned. He and Mera had begun arguing about this very thing around the time Fate presented his so called findings. She wanted to tell him because she feared a lack of self awareness and training would be disastrous should the boy learn on his own; it wasn’t fair.
He found that Tula and Garth were suddenly much more concerned with his protege’s feelings and were conflicted about pursing their own hearts in deference to him. They’d accidentally learned about his parents when he and Mera had a heated debate in a hallway. Now they were torn between what they knew to be true about their friend, regardless of his pedigree, being true to themselves and loyalty to him. Tula had become so sad and Garth so...out of it as a result.
Mera, as always, turned out to be right.
“You mean there’s a spell on me?!” Superman was incredulous but it made sense, as much as he wanted to deny it. All the feelings he couldn’t justify no matter how hard he tried... All this time he could have been getting to know Connor, getting to know his son. Instead he had pushed the boy far enough away that their were feelings of hate so strong just beneath the surface, the only thing keeping Superboy sane or remotely rational was the mental connection to Manhunter’s niece. How could a fellow force for good do such a thing?! His mind just couldn’t process it.
“I still wanna know why you led me to a cursed artifact that almost killed me!” Zatanna yelled hopping out of her chair. As she did, her normally blue magical aura flared purple for a second before vanishing. All this time, that glorified headdress had been basically driving her closer and closer to the edge. Why? Was it so wrong that she wanted her father, or at least a form of comfort?
“Are you all truly going to accept the word of a group who admitted to deceiving you over the word of a fellow League member? This is absurd.” Nabu countered indignantly. “I have done nothing that was not for the good of all!”
“Gee, that sounds a lot like ‘yes the pretty lady’s right’ to me.” Flash chuffed. “What’s that really mean Mr. Wizard?” Barry trusted Wally, Pollux, more than he trusted Fate. The boy he still saw as his nephew had been bound by magic to never reveal himself. But even with his severely inhibited abilities, he still fought to protect others, no matter the odds.
“I too would like to know the answer to that.” Manhunter’s face remained impassive but inside he was ready to blow his top. This brought back less than fond memories of constant campaigns to spread fear and hatred of the white martians. Perpetrated by those believing they knew best and were not above sacrificing the innocent to prove it.
“We’re waiting, oh high and mighty Nabu.” Artemis put her hands on her hips. She looked every bit as fierce as her mother did in her hey-day to Green Arrow. He smirked at her boldness, realizing the reason they butted head so often was because she was just like he was at that age. And so much like he still was now. So alike they couldn’t stand it at times.
All eyes were on the Helmet of Fate.
“I am the only one who can maintain order in the energies of the universe! A nexus of power has been dispersed across this sector and allowing it to go unregulated would be foolish. These perversions of nature will lead to our down fall. They have corrupted you to see them as saviors when it couldn’t be further from the truth. The issues present in the minds of Young Justice will only lead to greater instability! They should not exist as wild cards the way they do now! Zatanna’s powers had already become too willful and tainted by the beginning of the year. It was only a matter of time before she--” The Sorcerer Supreme growled and grit his teeth. His rant was interrupted by the very air becoming heavy around him.
“Before she what tin head?” Robin’s voice was so frosty, those that knew him best shivered. Batman knew that tone. This feeling. He first heard it two years ago, when he almost didn’t stop him from killing Zucco. Felt when it took all his resources to render the boy unconscious. The Dark Knight knew something very bad was about to happen. This power’d had time to grow. And it was fueled by the dominant emotion in the room, rage. He looked to their visitors who seemed unconcerned.
For the most part.
Pisces was beaming, her eyes sparkling with pride.
This could not end well.
“You’ve been trying to kill us partners. All of us with this half-assed story about us being dangerous. It’s because our strength is a threat to you isn’t it? Even Artemis who’s just a regular human. Her defiant will can be manifested into a tangible force can’t it?” The Boy Wonder walked closer to the Lord of Order with out any hesitation or fear. Tension grew as the mentors didn’t know what to do and the protege’s were worried something was terribly wrong with their baby bird.
“Since none of you are smart enough to move...” Gabriel’s casual drawl and flashing violet eyes was all the warning anyone got before they were forced to the ground and covered by shields of silver light. The Lady merely raised her hand, glowing a soft white.From their position, they could only gasp at what happened next.
Bursts of black energy in the form of curved blades were flying out from Robin’s aura. Just like the neon pink of Jinx’s hexes. Unlike those though, they seemed to be causing Nabu great pain as they struck his body; each direct hit forcing him further back and finally into the barrier erected by Lady Gaia around herself and the knights. There he was pummelled mercilessly.
Zatanna grew fearful. She hated the helmet but this was her father’s body! Robin might kill him.
“Pisces.” Gaia called gently after Nabu collapsed against the barrier.
“Yes, My Lady.” The green tinted woman vanished and reappeared in front the moving dynamo. He paused, confused. Even more so when she knelt to wrap her arms around him and began to whisper softly. “Mae ysbryd fy aderyn bach yn llachar iawn. Rwyf yma.*”
“Mam?.. Mae'n brifo! Ei gwneud yn mynd i ffwrdd!**” He wailed into her chest, tears flowing from under his mask. The strange words he cried were just as surprising as him clinging to her like a lifeline.
“Bod yn dawel adar llachar. Bydd eich mam yn gofalu amdanoch.***” She responded. She rose to her feet, lifting him as she did; still holding him tenderly and stroking his hair.
With a flash and shower of deep blue sparkles, both she and the youngest crime fighter were gone.
“Where did she take him?!” Batman demanded.
“Don’t you worry your pointy ears one bit Batsy; like any good mother, she’s going to take care of her son.” Castor waved him off, placing Sylphine on her feet as he rose to inspect the battered Lord of Order He prodded him with his foot. Nabu groaned and his head lolled to the side before the barrier vanished and he fell backwards, limp. Castor grinned maliciously then clapped his hands together. “Now, I do believe a present for my butterfly is long over due.”
Those totally bewildering statements and Sylphine’s squeal of joy caused everyone to just stare at the pair, unable to form words.
*I am bum...bum...bum...a line break!*
This is welsh. Google translate rocks but my speakers are busted so, I haven’t the vaguest idea how to pronounce this. And yes, there is a reason for it. It has to do with who Pisces used to be before she died.
*Mae ysbryd fy aderyn bach yn llachar iawn. Rwyf yma. -- The spirit of my little bird is very bright. I am here.
**Mam?.. Mae'n brifo! Ei gwneud yn mynd i ffwrdd! --Mother? It hurts! Make it go away!
***Bod yn dawel adar llachar. Bydd eich mam yn gofalu amdanoch. --Be calm bright bird. Your mother will take care of you.
Another cliffie. The mentors have seen through Nabu’s tricks and Pisces finally gets to talk to her son as a parent, not an enemy. If Fate disliked this chapter, he’s going to like the next chapter even less. What’s the perfect present for a sweet little girl? Why, a new dolly of course...
Bwhahaha...
Sirensoundwave out.
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