DC: I am Dr Doom

Chapter 30: CH : 27 Everyone Playing Their Own Games



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"I'm a hero, not a killer," PowerGirl growled out as she stood up tall.

Shaking my head at her, I decided to cut her off and shoot back before she said anything else, " And he is machine live from, He isn't dead just offline and hitting him from a mile high wouldn't kill him if you combined your visions and tag his power source before you encounter him in a fight. Work smarter, not harder."

"Then, let me thank you for your assistance here."

I turned around at that voice and kept my face straight because I felt when he entered my range of sensing, and the mental shields on the person were amazingly strong. Hovering above the ground was the blue boy scout himself in all his glory.

This time, I did release an audible sigh, which got me a raised eyebrow from the man.

"You're more than a little late, Superman," I said as I looked at the powerhouse before me.

"I was saving a village from a flood on the other side of the world because of a dam rupture," Superman replied defensively.

I couldn't help but sniff at the man, "I know already because I checked my phone before I helped."

"So you're just going to ignore me now?" PowerGirl asked as she started to hover at my shoulder.

"Well, I was thinking about maybe telling you ways to improve that uniform of yours to help prevent things like this from happening again." I said with a shrug, then looked at Superman then shrugged at him also, "This situation is no longer my problem. If the cops would like to talk, have them contact my lawyer for a statement."

"Why won't you stay and get looked at by one of the medics arriving?" Superman asked as he touched down on the ground.

I glared at the man for being so dense, "So your detective can get his hands on my DNA? I would rather not have any drop of my blood in the hands of that man."

I held solid eye contact with the man of steel, nothing was said. Before more could be said, Lois Lane, like she always does, came and demanded an interview and wanted to know about the device I created. There was no way I was going to give a statement, so I had to brush Lois Lane off and reschedule the interview. Ignoring the look I was getting from Superman, I made my way past the gathering group of heroes in their mundane clothes and made my way to one of the police officers that stopped on the outside of the perimeter.

"Excuse me, officer, do you mind telling me who is free currently?" I asked the officer before me. He was of average height but also had a high and tight haircut that showed his professionalism.

"Yeah, there is a rookie that's free. What kind of help do you need, kid?" The Officer returned as I was giving off the trust field. Then the officer pointed out the rookie that he was telling me about.

"Would you mind having him send me along my way?" I asked the officer while waving a hand at myself and how messed up I currently was.

"Damn, I'll have the rookie take you?" The officer asked with a raised brow.

"I just need a ride to a nearby hotel, and he can be back quickly," I said and made sure to act like everything is normal even though I can feel a pair of eyes focused on my back. I had to play this smoothly, so they didn't snap at me while I was walking around or away. The worst thing now would be to walk away with some blood on me, but I also wanted to distance myself so that I wouldn't be tempted to take the kryptonite with me right now.

The officer looked at me for a long time before he gave me a nod and walked me over to the rookie of the hour. After some talks back and forth, the rookie got roped into driving me to a little hotel out of the way so I could get myself a room. The drive took a while because of the traffic, but it was good to get out of that location. My field kept me abreast of that one person hovering out of sight but staring at me hard. I wanted to look up and blow a kiss at PowerGirl, but I had to hold that urge back and focus on the now. That didn't stop me from writing down my number for her to take a look at.

After thirty minutes of traffic, it didn't take us long to pull up to a cosy little hotel where I booked a room. I sent a message to Waylon before I hopped into the shower to wash away the blood and grime from the day. Getting out of the shower an hour later, I sat on my bed with my legs crossed and slowed myself into meditation.

So many minds and so many flavors, but I had to ignore all the noise. I sank deeper into my meditation. My range expanded, and I felt more and more minds, but I had to ignore them for what I really wanted. Even under the stare of PowerGirl, I used my telekinesis to pick up the lead wrapped kryptonite package and send it over the water back to my place in Gotham.

This was the first time that I had flexed my powers in such a way. Beads of sweat raised on my forehead as I continued to concentrate on getting the stone where it had to go.

Doom never fails.

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Hours Later….

Luthor sat back in his chair while watching the footage play on his monitor.

"Amazing, isn't it Mercy." Luthor drooled out as she watched the replay of the security footage.

"Yes sir, but we were unable to get our people inside to gather the devices on display." Mercy replied as she looked over her mentor's shoulder.

"Hmm, my people have already gathered them behind the scenes as they became secure," Luthor replied as he watched the footage of Victor Doom cobble together a device to take down Metallo. "The best things in life happen without having to lift a finger."

Mercy said nothing as she watched over the shoulder of Luthor before she began to put the parts of the puzzle together. "Sire you had Metallo start the fight, why?"

"Easy, Superman would have solved this issue, so I had to get rid of him to the other side of the planet then set Metallo on PowerGirl while restricting him to this section of the city," Luthor replied as he smirked at the monitor.

"So when the flight crashed into the convention, then they played right into your hand?" Mercy asked as she looked at the dismantled robot.

"Correct and look," Luthor said as she changed the view to show the labs with people going over a device recovered earlier in the day. "We got something out of just having Metallo show up. None of the scientists can even solve the complex interact grafting of the device he created.

Luthor put those thoughts out of his mind and changed what he was doing again. There was the sound of minor ringing, and then a dark screen came up, and Luthor spoke without any pleasantries.

"I resent my claim over Mr. Doom." Luthor said before shutting down the computer. "Come along Mercy; there is plenty more for me to teach you."

***

Somewhere in the Tibetan Mountains….

"Look at him, my dear."

"Who is this father?"

The light of the monitor showed a man of age and distinction. Whites showed on the sides of his hair, and there was a small patch in his beard. A green cape hung around his neck, and he sat within a seat that was closer to a throne than a chair within the vicinity. This man was known as Ra's Al Ghul, the Demon Head and current leader of the League of Shadows.

"This young man is a candidate that I have been keeping an eye on," Ra's replied as he examined the footage.

Without showing any emotion on her face, the lady at his shoulder gave her answer, "He shows promise, father."

"Yes, I believe it is time we made our way to Gotham," Ra's replied as she went over the footage for the tenth time that night.

***

KNOCK... KNOCK... KNOCK…

There was a rapid knock at the door which drew me back from my mental roaming across the large river that separates Gotham from Metropolis. Pulling my mind back closer to myself, I had to make sure that no one was following me. The person outside the door was Waylon with the things I had ordered, but I was surprised that PowerGirl was no longer keeping an eye on me.

With the robe around me, I made my way to the door and let in my assistant. Waylon shuffled in and placed down the box that had a smooth top that glowed with blue lines. Within the center was an octagon with a hand shape for someone to put their hands and unlock the box. Along the side glowed more blue of intricate circuitry that ran down to the bottom.

Ignoring the box, I turned and took the duffle bag that Waylon was holding out for me. With a nod, I went and changed into my combat wear. The suit was made out of a nano-carbon fiber weave with Vibranium coating, but this was just the under armor for my back up plan just in case. The under armor fit snugly with the gunmetal grey and silver shadings that blended amazingly with the black dragon with green shades and gold trims. The color scheme matched flawlessly.

There was no way to wipe the smile off my face once I caught a look at myself in the mirror. I looked at my wrist communications and changed the appearance of my clothing to a simple set of jeans and a black fitted shirt. Then I changed it back towards my combat wear. I took a look at Waylon and noticed that he was in an article of fitted but comfortable clothing, it was functional.

Nodding my head at him, I placed my hand on the octagon and watched the seams release and the holograms play before me as my combat suit came up on display. When I was going to make myself a suit, my mind went to the whole Iron-Man armor but also the armor from the comics. Then I changed my mind when I got my hands on some good metals like the vibranium, and I knew what I had to make.

The suit was a combination of Iron-Man , and Black Panther all rolled into one. The helmet was in the shape of a black dragon above the visor, with green accents running down along the back and around the hips. The suit was made out of interlocking plates that would layer over the under armor suit that I wore. There was a retractable cape that I could deploy at my choice. The power source was a miniature arc reactor, and the overall concept of the suit was model after the Panther suit with dashes of Iron man mixed in. There was no A.I. core created yet, but I had updated the computer with plenty of commands for the system to keep up with my demands. With a nod, I closed the box and turned off the light show and dropped it back into stealth mode.

Now, I was dressed to impress and had work to do. When Waylon had shown up that night, he brought with him the location of Intergang that had ties to Luthor. I had no need for the gang, but they used certain tech, and that placed them on my radar, unfortunately. Checking the news network and a few things I had in the fire, I smiled as I was told that a certain enabler was no longer in town.

Taking slow deep breaths, I let my mind flow with the wind and felt for the presence of others around me. The information that I was picking up allowed me to understand that no one was watching my room balcony. With a few small pushes here and there, the cameras that were trained on this building were shifted slightly for tonight's efforts.

I placed my helmet over my head, and the world came alive with information. Weather, speed, altitude, and information on cell phones or cars license plates if I focused too hard on a person or thing. Slowly, I floated out and off the balcony and then made my way to the roof. The GPS showed the location that I needed to make my way to was near one of the chop shops that was owned by a guy calling himself Brink. Super strength and durability but was also thrown into jail by SuperGirl, but that was fine because Brink wasn't here to keep an eye on his territory.

The air was cold on my lungs, but the adrenaline that coursed through my veins put a smile on my face as I flew and leaped from roof to roof while I made my way across town. When I was three blocks out, my radio notified me of action going down, and no one was to interfere with the gang. I came up short on the outer edge of a block from the place that I heard over the radio for the police to stay away from. I knew this was one of those Luthor paid for situations, but they had what I wanted, and I was going to make a move on it.

BOOM!

Before I could even settle down into a comfortable position, the wall opposite of my location blew apart as some people came running out.

And my Prey delivered himself right to me.

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Dashing across the rooftops, I followed along silently as I tracked them back to their secret base. The secret chase took me ten minutes, but I wasn't going to complain. The Hunt was enjoyable, and I was going to enjoy getting my prize tonight. Taking up my position on the rooftop, I sent down a bug to latch onto the window to pick up the sonics. This way, I could listen in and know what was happening.

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