The H-Dial

"Eye, what the hell am I looking at..?"

A glowing cylinder emanated an odd cerulean aura. It looked like one of the dials on those old rotary phones. Something was off. He could feel it.

"ᴀ ᴍʏꜱᴛɪᴄᴀʟ ᴅᴇᴠɪᴄᴇ ᴏꜰ ᴜɴᴋɴᴏᴡɴ ᴏʀɪɢɪɴ. ᴇʏᴇ ꜱᴜɢɢᴇꜱᴛ ʏᴏᴜ ᴘʀᴏᴄᴇᴇᴅ ᴡɪᴛʜ ᴄᴀᴜᴛɪᴏɴ. ꜱʜᴀʟʟ ɪ ɪɴꜰᴏʀᴍ ʙᴀᴛᴍᴀɴ ᴏꜰ ʏᴏᴜʀ ꜰɪɴᴅɪɴɢ?"

"No. Not yet. I got this..."

Red Hood checked the rest of the rooftop. No one. This wasn't some elaborate trap. Whatever was going on with that object was supernatural.

Jason inched towards it, weapons drawn. He didn't exactly have a plan other than to shoot it if it moved. He wasn't exactly the brains in the bat-family.

The device continued to ominously glow. He snatched it off the ground and the light vanished.

"That was it?"

Jason inspected the dial.

"Dial H for... Hero?"

What was that supposed to mean? Why did this thing fall out of the sky? Why was it glowing?

"ᴇʏᴇ ꜱᴜɢɢᴇꜱᴛ ᴛᴏ ɴᴏᴛ ᴅɪᴀʟ. ᴛʜᴇ ʀᴇꜱᴜʟᴛꜱ ᴀʀᴇ ᴜɴᴋɴᴏᴡɴ. ᴇʏᴇ ᴅᴏ ɴᴏᴛ ʜᴀᴠᴇ ᴇɴᴏᴜɢʜ ᴠᴀʀɪᴀʙʟᴇꜱ ᴛᴏ ᴀᴄᴄᴜʀᴀᴛᴇʟʏ ᴄᴀʟᴄᴜʟᴀᴛᴇ ᴀ ʟɪᴋᴇʟʏ ᴏᴜᴛᴄᴏᴍᴇ."

The AI warned.

"Yeah, yeah. Shut up, Eye. I know what I'm doing."

It was just a harmless rotary dial, right?

"H-E-R-O."

As soon as he dialed the last digit, the blue aura shined brighter than ever before. The light engulfed his whole body. He was partially blinded. The magic altered his physical form in an instant. His DNA was rewritten. His body altered to the point in which he was unrecognizable from his old self. The fibers that made up his costume split apart and put back together again.

When the light died down...