Zatanna - A Random Civilian - DC Comics

A/N - Shoutout to Dogdog, I ripped this opening scenario straight from his normality DC route.

I don't know what I'm doing here.

Now, don't get me wrong, when I found out I had won the contest, I was pretty pumped. But now that I was here, it was quickly dawning on me just how over-hyped the grand prize was.

Twenty-five lucky contestants were chosen out of a raffle of tens of millions. The purpose? To raise money for charity. The grand prize? A tour of the Justice Leagues infamous watchtower.

What was once an S-Class secret that most governments didn't even know about, was now having tours taken of it.

I wish I was joking.

I guess after last years debacle with aliens invading, when the watchtower was exposed, they kind of had to address it in some way. I guess they thought that if they turned it into something they could show off, people would be less mad about the crazy invasion of privacy it was.

In any case, here I was. In space. Woohoo right? Wrong. As cool as being in space was, and looking out the windows could be, the fact remained that most of the rooms in the watchtower were highly classified.

The control room? Can't go in there. The training room? Forget it. Any Leaguers private quarters? Yes! But... only if they granted consent first.

Guess how many Justice Leaguers were cool with that? Yeah.

And now I'm bored, stuck on a space station, being led around by Aquaman and some douchebag wearing a robinhood outfit who's so irrelevant I don't even know his name.

And good damn it, I needed to shit.

"Hey, green dude." I called out.

"It's Green Arrow, kid." The man sighed tiredly. "What is it?"

"Yeah huh, whatever. Where's the toilet? I gotta take the Browns to the Superbowl... if you know what I mean, hehe."

"Dude, gross. Just say you have to use the restroom. Down the hall to your left. It has the typical bathroom sign on it, it's pretty obvious." Green Pharaoh, or whatever his name said. "Just try not to get lost, okay? We'll be in the cafeteria. It's just over there." He continued, pointing to a large open room to his right.

I quickly nodded in acknowledgement, before walking down the hall, and going into the bathroom.

Suddenly, outside the door, I heard a loud crash, and some muttered swearing from what sounded like a feminine voice.