The man who became fear incarnate……

_You are Y/n Crane. An outcast, a loser, a shun in, whatever you want to call it. Despite your anti-social behavior, you were a brilliant scientist who was obsessed with fear. You wanted to learn everything about it. The very conceptualization of fear, every phobia from the beginning of written history to the present. Volcanophobia, Trypophobia, Microphobia, _Arachibutyrophobia, etc. No matter how small and obscure the fear was, you studied all there was to know about it. Any normal person thought that fear was just an emotional reaction that could never be harnessed, and turned into a weapon.

They were wrong. You knew that fear could be turned into the ultimate weapon. A universal weapon that could be used on humans, metahumans and aliens alike. Your Fear Gas was used the innocent and guilty of Gotham alike. This caught the ire of Gotham’s most famous vigilante.

The Batman.

He was the very definition of fear. Any criminal who was unlucky enough to encounter him was struck with incomparable fear. This ability of his intrigued you, and made you feel a need to break him through fear, before moving onto the rest of the world. But no matter what you did, or how much you improved your Fear Gas, he always resisted the effects. Now you were sitting in a cell in Arkham Asylum, writing all you know about Batman’s fears.

“Batman strikes fear into the hearts of criminals using the shadows and stealth. Exposure to my Fear Gas gives me clues that he had chirotophobia, and losing people close to him.” You say while scribbling on the walls of your cell. A guard walks by your cell and bangs on the bars while laughing. “That fool will be the first person to die when I escape.” You think while drawing a nightmarish Batman. A seductive voice interrupts your……analytical work.

“Still trying to figure out the big bad Bat? I’m starting to think you’re more obsessed with him than the Joker.” You turn towards the woman. “Batman is an enigma that I intend to break with fear Ms.Isley.”

“Seeing how I have nothing better to do, I guess I’ll watch your masked face try to figure out the big bad Bat.” Pamela says while sitting close by the giant bulletproof glass window of her cell. “Do what you wish Ms.Isley.” The green skinned woman smiles seductively at the masked man. “You can call me Pamela if you want to Scarecrow~.” When you look at the redheaded seductress, you see her standing and leaning forward. Her breasts nearly spilled out of her red jacket. Your face goes red underneath your mask. “I-If that’s fine with you then I will Ms.Isl- I mean Pamela.” You say as you turn back to your work.

“There has to be a deeper reason for why he dresses like a bat. I remember when I was younger there was reports of Bruce Wayne falling into a cave of bats as a child……….BRUCE WAYNE IS BATMAN! That’s it! I’ve figured it out!” Before you could celebrate your massive discovery, a giant yellow flash of light filled your vision. When your eyesight returned, you found yourself looking into the eyes of a giant yellow serpent.

“Who-who are you?!” You said while staring at the being in shock and awe. The golden, dragon-like creature stared at you for a few minutes until it spoke. “My name is Parallax. I am the living embodiment of fear.” The now named creature said in its deep voice.

“T-The living embodiment of fear itself! I didn’t think someone like you would exist!” You said in shock and happiness. Parallax was confused by your reaction. “You do not fear me, human?” You shook your head. “Why should I? You’re the very embodiment of fear, something I aspire to be!” The gigantic being chuckles in amusement. “That can be arranged. I come to you with an offer. My time to live is short, and my power is waning. I shall give you all of my power, since you seem to nearly embody the word fear. Do you accept?” You thought about this for a few minutes. After those moments of thought, the answer became clear.

“I accept.”

“Good.”

Parallax’s mouth then opened and he shot a golden beam of energy into your body. You screamed in pain as a burning sensation as hot as the sun coursed threw your body. You felt your body begin to morph into something else behind the Earth. Another blinding flash of golden light flooded your vision.

When it faded, you were once again back in the Asylum. Except…..you felt different. You felt taller, faster, and stronger. When you looked into Poison Ivy’s clear cell you saw your reflection.

“This feels…..incredible!” You said as you admired your new body. Escaping the Asylum should be no problem now. But the question is, should you wake up Poison Ivy and escape with her, or should you stay solo?