Bane vs Batman and Dracula (Point of view of Batman)

“A truce? Now?! Question Dracula, glaring at Bruce as if the idea was ludicrous. “THIS, this is why I cam to Gotham!” He declared, waving out to the horde of feral lycanthropes, crawling out of their hideaways to strike. “YOU are a plague, you always have been

“If these animals are not contained soon, everything you feared will come true.” Looking to what remained of his pack, Bruce nodded to the wolves, snakes and spiders, the lot of them realising what had to be done and ran off to contain what they could. “WORK with me, help me save this city… Or has the great Count Dracula become less human then the big bad wolf?”

Seeing the glare in the Count’s eyes told Bruce he had struck a nerve with the man, enough of one that Dracula regained his footing and called out to his brides to finally enter the fight. The moment he did, the three fell on the growing horde of Bane’s werewolves; with Zatanna creating a wall of bones 12 feet high that cut off the rampaging beasts from the fleeing people, where Talia began cutting down all in front of her and Dinah using her new banshee’s scream to its full effect. Unlike the wolves of Bruce’s pack, these creatures were mindless, without thought to their own survival save only to spread the curse or murder anything that caught their attention. Even after Talia had beheaded three at a time, the five behind them merely shoved the headless corpses out of the way to get to her… Until a strand of webbing shot out and caught the snarling beasts to real them back. Finishing them off, Talia looked over to find a huge red furred werespider give her a slight nod before scurrying off to contain the rest. Sneering, Talia gripped her blades tighter and set back to culling the horde. Zatanna’s eyes glowed bright indigo as she conjured walls of bone to trap and confuse the monsters, looking over to Bruce longingly, she gave him a warm smile as she floated over the battlefield, a bubble of indigo light surrounding her like a shield.

Seeing the two forces begrudgingly work together, Bruce and his Queens stood with Dracula as they approached the massive bear leading the almost never-ending horde of wolves reaching into the city. Seeing them approach, Bane pointed a clawed finger towards them and roared, a portion of the horde changing direction to head towards the Alpha and Count.

“What is this Bane?” Asked Dracula, seething as a pack of dozens stampeded towards them, the closest that lunged for the vampire burst into flames at Dracula’s command and swatted away, the rest meeting equally grizzly fates as Dracula took out his frustration on the lost creatures.

“He’s a skilled mercenary from Santa Prisca, he uses a metabolic steroid that increases his strength and mass at will… He broke my back once with it.” Bruce Growled, looking up at the massive werebear roaring out to the horde of feral wolves like he could control them. “I don’t know how, but he’s tapped into the lost wolves, steering them, this makes him even more dangerous. Two wolves from Bane’s pack barreled towards the wolf king, only for one to be grabbed by the neck and beheaded while the other became impaled by one of Aloe Vera’s vines, their bodies wilting and crumbling from their deaths.

“I can smell him my love, he’s… Toxic.” Winced Pamela, eyeing the bear as he finally noticed the four approach him. “Though that may also be the sewers off of him.”

“Yeah, sure does stink to me!” Giggled Harley, pinching her snout for emphasis, just as she swiped away at one of Bane’s wolves darting towards her.

Raising his arms out, Bane smirked down at the four approaching him, having done away with the wolves he sent to attack.

“SO, THE SEÑOR VAMPIRO AND GRAN LOBO DECIDE THAT BOTH ARE NEEDED TO DEFEAT BANE? AND I THOUGHT MY SUBJECTS WERE WITHOUT THOUGHT.” Chuckled the massive bear, grinning back at Bruce and Dracula and leering at Bruce’s queens.

“Oh yeah?! Well sticks and stones may break my bones, but I can kick you repeatedly in the balls!”

The group looked to the white wolfess, incredulously. When she finally realised, she was being stared at, Harley shrugged at her lovers and the Count. “What? You ALL were thinking it, I just said it out loud.”

Bellowing out a roar of challenge, Bane fell to all fours and charged towards the four, his great mass belying his speed as he barrelled through his own wolves to attack the Wolf King and the Count.

*

Zatanna floated over the battlefield, helping Bruce’s pack and her fellow brides to contain the maddened swarm Bane had unleashed upon the city. Looking down at her friends fighting for their lives, Zatanna’s heart sank; so many had been changed, so many dead. What wounded her heart more deeply for her was knowing her friends were changed, perhaps even forever. Black Canary hovered over the battlefield like she did, her screams having a necrotic effect on the feral wolves as they fell to their knees, aging decades in seconds as their fur greyed and their strength wilted. A look of sadistic glee on the woman’s face she recognized all too well. Clutching the indigo ring at her hand, Zatanna looked around to find where she was needed, gasping in surprise when she found Wonder Woman prone at the far edges of the fight were a pack of Bane’s wolves moved to attack.

“NO!”

Flying off like a blue streak in the night air, Zatanna darted past the wolves and floated between them and the stirring Diana. With her hand outstretched, Zatanna conjured a staff comprised of bone and yew, the pommel emblazoned with the indigo lantern corps symbol.

“Skcart ruoy ni pots!” Slamming the staff on the ground and freezing the 5 wolves on the spot, locked in place. Turning her attention to the slowly rousing amazon princess, Zatanna crouched and pressed the indigo ring to Diana’s chest, a soft blueish glow spread out across the woman’s body, healing her of her injuries. Looking down at herself and feeling more alert, Diana looked up at the sad smile of Zatanna.

“Thank you, sister.” Nearly taken back by the fierce hug from the vampiric magician, Diana shared the embrace before they separated. “Bruce! Where is Bruce?”

Pointing over to where the fight was at its most intense, Wonder Woman found the leaders of Bruce’s wolf pack fighting alongside the vampires to stop a massive Bear! Harley was riding the beast’s back slashing at what she could while Aloe Vera tangled the bear in thorny vines. To her amazement she could see Bruce leap to save Dracula from a strike that would have crushed him, the two former opponents sharing a look before they resumed their attack on the massive animal. All around her she could see a horde of rabid wolves were just barely being contained by the others. “So, they found a common enemy?”

“It’s Bane, he’s been gathering feral werewolves while none of us had been aware, he plans on doing exactly what Dracula feared Bruce would do.”

Narrowing her eyes, Diana pulled loose the lasso of truth from her hip and bound it around one of the petrified wolves held in place by Zatanna’s magic. Nodding back at Zatanna, the vampire undid her spell on the lone wolf. The moment the beast was free, it found itself bound in the lasso, unable to move or get free, barking and snarling at Diana for containing it. “The lasso compels you to tell the truth, who are you?” The golden glow from the rope made the werewolf whimper in pain, struggling impotently against it before snapping its frothing jaws at her again, barking and growling. “This is not your truth, tell me your name.” Tightening her hold over the wolf, the creature whimpered again, its eyes watering as its mind was forced to conjure a concept it no longer understood; Truth.

Then the creature reared up, its lupine face contorted in agony as it snarled, but the snarls and growled hitched and caught in its throat, until it howled out one last time. “RRrraaaaaAAAAAAANTHONY MOORE!” Collapsing to his knees, the feral wolf panted and drooled, its eyes no longer hazed with murderous rage but alert and slowly looking around the battlefield as if it, or in this case HE didn’t recognize. “Wha… Where am I?

Gently placing a hand on the wolf’s head, Diana soothed the confused wolf as she unbound his claws. “You are safe my friend, stay close and clear of the fighting.” Looking over to Zatanna, Wonder Woman nodded to the Indigo Lantern.

“Save him Zatanna.”

Nodding in agreement, Zatanna returned to the battle, trapping the packs of monsters in her necromantic spells and keeping them contained.

*

Grabbing hold of Harley and tossing her across the battlefield, Bane roared and thrashed with his massive claws, swiping great chunks out of the stone and earth where the Wolf King and Count Dracula stood before they got clear of his strikes. They were too fast, easily avoiding his attacks despite the power behind them. Clenching his clawed fists together, the bear slammed the ground and caused a tremor that knocked everyone nearby off their feet, freeing him of Pamela’s vines and hurling a chunk of stone her way before Bruce saved her from the attack. Rearing up to his full height, Bane found himself impaled by a bone spire as long as a lamp post through the shoulder, forcing him back to roll onto his side and clutch at the wound just as a floating Zatanna joined Bruce and the others, wielding a glowing staff made of bone and yew. “That’s enough monster, no more need to die today!”

Roaring out in rage and ripping the barbed spike out of his shoulder, Bane regained his footing and rapidly healed his wounds. Drool frothing out of his fanged maw as he glared at the glowing Zatanna and the others behind her. “Filthy Bruja… You think you have me beaten?!”

“YOU THINK YOU CAN BEAT ME?! I AM INVINCIBLE! I AM YOUR RECKONING! I… AM… BANE!!!” Tapping the metal device to his neck, green fluid began to pump into the plastic tube connecting it to the back of his skull, the moment it began to enter him, his eyes glowed green. Even from where they stood, the wolves and the count could hear the bear’s heart boom in his chest as his muscles throbbed larger, the process looking almost painful as the bear lurched and grew larger, stronger. Doubling in height and mass, the monstrous bear fell to all fours, vomiting green bile as the sound of its bones crunching could be heard by all.

Gathering Harley off the ground as she stirred herself back awake, the Wolf King and his mates stood ready while Dracula kept close, now realising who his true enemy was. “The venom I presume?” The Count asked, not needing an answer as the three nodded, watching as the bear grew to over four stories tall and the size of a house. When the changes had finished, the massive ursine looked down at the four with glowing green eyes, its veins glowing the same sickly green underneath its shaggy black fur. The look in the beast’s eyes were blind rage, thoughtless and without restraint. Bane took a single look at his opponents and bellowed out a roar that shook the earth. The poison that had increased his strength and size had robbed him of everything else, now becoming just as feral and berserk as the horde of wolves he unleashed.