A test and a trap...

(My apologies for how long I've been silent for. I've only recently come back to writing after having to deal with numerous issues. Including but not limited too, dealing with family, mental and physical health issues, and most recently trying to move into my family's new home. We've already had the electrician out twice now, are having several issues with the appliance's in the house, but other than that -and having no internet for over a week- I am FINALLY back.
Hopefully long enough to actually write a bunt more like I WANT too. I'll be putting up a couple chapters today and most likely returning to the marvel branch soon.)

When we arrived, it was a place called the Iceberg Lounge. There seemed to be some sort of skating rink that was now covered and sealed, slowly sinking into the floor. Apparently this was a special day where some of the biggest, most dangerous criminal scum were gathered in the so-called legitimate business of mister Cobblepot. Why? There was apparently going to be some fights taking place in the now cold and chilled arena in the center of the massive place.

Devourius was announced by someone working for Penguin and led down into the arena. Apparently I would be facing a few dozen thugs as a start, I didn't speak, just nodded as I stepped up and prepared to fight them. The men that came charging and attacking at me, used makeshift shields, knives, even cattle prods...

I couldn't help but shake my head with disappointment. THIS was meant to be the test? Really? I sighed behind my mask, my first punch shattering the bone in a thugs arm as he tried to shock me. My next attack outright punched THROUGH the metal shield and hit with enough **** to knock the thug out in one blow. The others charged at me, trying to stab the knives into me and beat me with the shields. Knives broke against my body, falling worthlessly to the ground. I ripped the metal shields into pieces, the metal screeching in protest with the desire to remain whole. By the time the last thug fell, I was sick of remaining quiet.

"Is this it? Was THIS somehow meant to be a test? Surely this wasn't ALL you could throw at me, right?" I asked, the mask making my voice almost hiss with anger at having wasted my time on this trip. Apparently of those seated around the arena, there were a few interested in testing what I could really do... Among them a volunteer was chosen and I watched an oversized crocodile climb down into the arena with a smile.

DEVOURIUS VS KILLER KROC! FIGHT!

The announcer yelled out. A moment later and Kroc spun around to use his tail to smack me across the arena, but was surprised when I caught it without budging an inch. I pulled and lifted him up with ease, throwing him across the Arena and causing his body to SMASH into the opposite wall. He'd barely started getting up out of the wall when I caught up to him, kicking him hard enough to embed him deeper into the wall as he gasped and got the wind knocked out of him. What followed was several strong punches, without any lightning, beating Kroc into unconsciousness...

I stood back up seeing him knocked out, slowly walking away to the sound of silence. To them? Someone new, with far more strength and power than they'd expected had just shown up, looking to make a name for themselves and had just FLATTENED Kroc with all the ease of a baby knocking a toy off it's high chair...

Someone else came down wanting a fight, right up until my mask started smiling, the face part twisting and turning slowly as it spoke. "Oh? Are you sure about this?" The man in the wrestling mask seemed to hesitate a moment, seeing someone's head not move, as their face of their mask slowly turned upside while smiling? That was making this guy hesitate. He suggested a single punch, the hardest he could throw, to see if I was as durable as I was strong. I folded my arms and just stood there, the huge man pumping some sort of liquid into his veins before he charged forward and threw a haymaker he looked certain would either kill or cripple me for life...

The absolute... Utter... SILENCE in the building when his punch landed and I barely moved back an inch... His eyes widened as he realized that I was definitely stronger than I appeared. "So... Do I pass?" I asked him, his body straightening up pretty quickly. He asked where I was operating or planning to operate. "I have no interest in Gotham if that's your concern..." Was my answer. He introduced himself as Bane and asked if I was an alien. I told him I was something worse, and left it at that.

Returning back to my group, the test over, Gizmo smiled as he explained that this would definitely spread the word about Devourius and the power he wields. We ended up getting a few job offers while we were there, though we ended up not taking them simply because some of them were either too high profile or almost guaranteed to have us run into the Batman. We did take a job or two for outside the city though, those didn't take long either. We ended up grabbing Wykked, just the 4 of us going to handle a robbery or 3, the others staying back and watching over the building site.

Didn't take us long, Giz hacked and fried all the electronic systems stopping us. Jinx helped to find vulnerabilities and even managed to locate a hidden vault for a nice extra pay day. And I helped clear everything into my inventory before we left. When we got back, with the jobs done of course, it was still early enough to have time for dinner. I got called away by business though, well... League business anyways. It was Superman and Lantern explaining that they were going to set a trap for Lex Luthor tonight, they were asking if I wanted to come and help them. My response was that I couldn't, that my elementals had found 3 **** deals and no less than 2 bank robberies I was currently breaking up. Not inaccurate as my elementals were currently stopping the criminals, honestly though I was simply trying to avoid any contact with Luthor while I could. The less info he could glean off interactions the better. The rest of the night went rather smoothly, even got to have another albeit shorter date with Jinx. We even fell asleep in each others arms...

The next morning however started off with a message I got from Superman, one explaining that Luthor was now in custody, heading to prison and that he had some sort of terminal blood disease from carrying around a piece of kryptonite all these years. Honestly I give it one day before he escapes and tries one more last ditch effort to kill Superman...In the mean time though?