(POV GENERAL)
During the three way battle between The raging water breathing Plesioth, The king of the lost city, and the man known to collect and protect all mystical creatures of the Red the Arcavalon. The video streamed across all networks including Gotham's letting multiple parties see this skit of sorts. Within the Bat cave Bat-man began typing away updating the file titled 'Plague Doctor' updating its abilities placing Cryomancy next to both Pyromancy and Enhanced physical senses.
Following that Bat-man began to analyze this Plague Doctor and his actions from start to finish. From his cold demeanor to his fatherly care towards a blood crazed beast that nearly destroyed a city given the hero at charge wasn't much help in that debacle. "What do you make of him?" Bat-man seemingly asked the air only for a man to appear from behind his chair.
Age was danced across his face as his wonder years have slipped by, but inlace of that years of wisdom flowed through his attire. Which was of a Buttler from his black over coat to his white button up and bow tie. Alfred Pennyworth then began to scan the images and videos of the figure and truthfully spoke his mind "I haven't the foggiest. You're the great detective haven't you formed theories of your own?" Batman hearing an expected answered grunted in agreement. Theories have plagued him, but to many as one began to unravel two more would thread together.
Which began the grand dilemma of who this man was and what his goals were. "Dick what do you think?" Hearing his name called Alfred turned seeing Dick Grayson in casual wear walk out from the shadows used to Bruce's behavior and gave his two cents. "Im sorry but I'm with Alfred. I can't say I saw him rob that store and I can't say he held any real ill will towards me the day we fought. But one thing we all know is that He protected that news copter from an attack. I think that's evidence enough he's not an enemy at least for now."
Dick's analysis was spot on Batman couldn't refute it as he too agreed with his protege, but he needed more than a gut feeling and a curved attack to prove anything. Hard evidence is what Batman will and still thrive on. With a simple motion he stood and began walking towards the vehicle bay "And where might you be going Sir?" Inquired Alfred as the subject hadn't been approached if fact more than anything it was ignored, but not to Alfred's surprise Bruce remained crypt and grumbled "To visit Jim Gordon." With that Batman jumped off his bay ledge and landed smoothly on the docking bay where his choice of vehicle stood. With a subtle whistle for Dick Batman entered the Batmobile that contained technology far surpassing the currant. Lined with intricate designs hidden under its bullet proof shielding. As well as its copious amounts of computers that lay within the Batmobiles mainframe. Then with the sounds of a purring engine Batman was off out of the Bat cave.
Similar in the Bat cave another location began discussions of their own regarding this character. Deep within a second dimension stood a house more of a mansion stood unguarded within this singular cosmos. While the ones inside didn't quite share the diction of their outdoors space. "Come on Constantine! You've got to go!" Screamed a floating man with pale white eyes, and paler skin as an acrobatic suit nudged its way onto it seeming stuck to his body.
"Ah buzz off you Ghost!" Wailed Constantine as he searched his coat finding a small bottle of whiskey. A look of envy and greed mixed on Constantines lips as the sweet honey liquid nearly graced his mouth with its succulence. Constantine closed his eyes as he imagined the taste only for the honey liquid not to come. Curious John looked up seeing a monkey in a green suit worn by detectives in the sixties straight out of a Sherlock novel almost.
Finding a hairy foot lead his treasured whiskey to a monkeys mouth. Who spoke with clear English "Oh I love good whiskey." Quoted Bobo or Detective Chimp as he sat above John Constantine on a beam. "Bobo…" with seethed rage John Constantine began to lose it if not for the force of his being here to speak up. "John I brought you here to discus this not runaway from." Hearing the familiar voice John turned while Bobo dropped from his ledge after giving the bottle to his hand.
Bobo then walked towards the only couch in the room sitting on it next to another. Bobo after sitting down politely offered the 'borrowed' whiskey holding it within view where the gent next to him politely declined with a nod and a hand raised. This person wore a tailored suit and red undercoat along with black shoes. His hair matching his undercoat was red crimson almost. Yet within his hair was a white streak down the middle seemed to be tailored as such. Jason Blood sat with one leg over the other adjusting his view due to the amount of mystical beings within the room.
The room was a standard living quarters if this was a normal home which had a table, chairs, a couch, and the door leading to wherever you came from. One of the many powers of this place known as the House of Mystery. Jason now finally comfortable after his retrieval of Constantine at their hosts request finally sat down and was met with sudden argument by the Spector known as Boston Brand or simply as Boston or by his moniker the Deadman. With another entitled man known as John Constantine.
Of course it wasn't just them but they did cause the most outbursts. Within the room however their included some others including their host. Whom out of the group seemed the most interesting as her skin and body was purple including her irises. The other biggest feature of hers was her nakedness but thanks again to the House's gifts her body isn't perceived at least not by much. This was the House's owner her name Madame Xanadu known for her mastery of spells and magic. And was strong enough to create this place of safety, however compared to Jason who dwarfed them by ages in both age and power. Due to his binding curse with the demon Etrigan.
"Please John at least give her a listen?" As always the voice of reason from the group was a man in a punk rocker outfit with an AC/DC shirt over his jeans and boots. Carried a sword of mystical creation that granted him both his powers and title as Nightmaster protector of the Dream world and friends towards all. Next to Jim Rook the Nightmaster was his oldest and longest friend second to only Bobo the Detective Chimp.
Standing at six five was a humanoid blue demon that was once human Daniel Cassidy was a standard stuntman and on the side an engineer who designed actor's outfits and weapons. And his most favorite past time was designing his own suit for a movie he had his eyes on the "Blue Devil" a tale of renewal something he needed thanks to his record however once the outfit was completed and worn. Daniel was magically bonded to it and gained powers from it as well as a mastery over his golden chained staff. With his armored transitioned skin Blue devil had horns on or protruding from his body granting him and extra foot in height as his own eyes gave the feeling of a demon as his irises were irises instead were replaced by pure red pupils.
Hearing Jim's plea Constantine gave in looked at Xanadu and put up three fingers signifying how much time he'd give before he'd depart. With permission Madame Xanadu began "Three months ago a large magical spike echoed across the world-" Before she could continue John gutted her off "Yeah! Yeah! I know this bit skip it." John said as he grabbed and lighted a cigarette with no care for those around. With a pause waiting for more interruptions and none given Xanadu continued "With this influx of magic and new sightings I stretched my copiousness out…"
Pause was felt in the room as most know stretched out consciousness always led to body absorption or takeover. All stood astonished at Xanadu, but allowed her to continue "As I did I witnessed a vision of the Otherkind invading. Killing creatures of unknown origin and gaining unprecedented powers from their consumption. I then saw us and others die at their hands accept one who stood side by side with Alec Holland who embodied the Red alongside the Green. Only they seemed unaffected by them and are our only hope in protection…." Letting her words drag on to cary her wait John felt a headache coming on so he placed his hand to the bridge of his nose and head as he asked in a tone that spoke of understanding.
"Let me guess your sending me to this new guy cause Z is with big Green?" Silence answering John's own question swelling further anger in him "Why not the human poser? Or the guardian of Fucking dreams! Hell even the monkey would do!" Hearing the complaints none began to attack the already angered drunk brit as Xanadu continued once John calmed his voice. "It must be you. As I already have given assignments to the others." John then looked to the others in the room asking for a confirmation only getting head nods in acknowledgement.
"Fuck it! Fine. I will be your messenger, but that's all! Got it!" Hearing his agreement Xanadu huffed in relief as she saw Constantine leave she was about to question him but he spoke first as he opened the door "On my terms." With that the door closed leaving the others locked in with each other. Not skipping a beat Madame Xanadu with a flick of her hand created a holographic map of the earth over the only table in the room placing pin marks of countries and spoke with an urgency "We are not sure of when their arrival will be. But we must prepare. That's why you must gain both allies and locate these creatures of wonder."
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Back within Gotham the familiar mechanical voice echoed along the walls of the tram station "Welcome to Gotham next train for Coastal City will be tomorrow at 6:21 am." With that the recording ended and the automatic doors for the train opened with a sleepy Elias to walk out of and stretch as he yawned. "If I see another train ride it'd be too soon." Back to back travel wasn't the best experience especially ones that are nearly sixteen hours if not more.
Elias in his normal wear began to walk around the station wondering what to do to pass the time. Debating on the newest discovery of his Briefcase's dimension which was that of fish suddenly appearing within its lake. Then again they weren't fish-fish but more alien as they seemed closer to the colors of Bruxfish the Pokemon with her rainbow'd colored scales and such. But this new food source didn't seem to bother his family as The Plesioth now named Clyde seemed to enjoy himself there. Of course now no longer having to pay for food was a bonus he very much enjoyed.
With food on the brain Elias went to the nearest stand using the last amount of money he had and purchased two large cheeses pretzels. The salty yet cheesy texture fired Elias tastebuds into overdrive as he savored each bite. Yet his hunger took over causing what would seem to be large amounts of food was actually not compared to his appetite as the two pretzels disappeared. With a patting of his stomach Elias covered his mouth and burped sending a shock throughout his body.
"Everybodddddddy!!" With a musical tune a familiar began to rang from Elias' right jean pocket and familiar with this antic grabbed his phone from the pocket seeing the same caller id as before. With a flip and a button press the familiar voice of the Calculator filled his ears. "Good job in Coastal City. I wouldn't want my new 'Client' to have passed oh how my employers would've teared up." Annoyed already Elias spoke first "Do you have a tip?" The Calculator howver was business punctual as ever "Nope. No no. sir you do a favor for me now remember?" After sighing in annoyance for a second time Elias asked "What is it?" Calculator unseeable from Elias' side smiled with poison draped to his lips as he answered. "Oh nothing too hard just simple shopping."