Dracula and the League

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Dracula stood on the roof of his new house and looked up at the sky. While his wives had spent their time on different paths of their own, he had managed to learn some new things about this world. In Gotham he had fought many interesting fights and if it weren't for the werewolves he would have enjoyed this trip. However, he had not forgotten the fight against the Extraterrestrial Being that he had had shortly after his arrival here. The fact that this woman was able to kill one of his wives was already dangerous enough. However, he had also been warned of the being called Superman. This fighter seemed to have the same powers as the woman but with much more experience. He was considered the most powerful being on this planet. On top of that there was a kind of union that united many powerful beings of this world. Batman was an important part of this union and he wondered for some time why nobody had come to his aid. The only explanation that made sense to him was that Batman had forbidden others to intervene. It would be less an honorable move than a tactical one. Batman was a cunning strategist. He had quickly realized that Dracula had been able to hypnotize this woman and probably didn't want to risk bringing others under his control. In his place, he probably would have done the same. Sooner or later, however, the other heroes would turn against him.

Dracula's next move was dangerous but necessary. But it was impossible for him to reach this place from here in his present condition. He had never covered such a distance before and was not even sure if he would succeed. But when he looked into the sky he could see the flying palace of iron and steel gliding through the darkness. Even to him, who had thousands of years of experience, it took his breath away when he saw it. The people had achieved incredible things. Not only had they conquered the stars, something Dracula never considered. Maybe it was time people learned that they were not the only ones with such powers.

As the people under him tried to make friends with the new situation, he sat down on the roof and began to meditate. It would take hours for him to accumulate enough energy to cast this spell. He had never tried it at such a distance before and without the Matrix it would be much harder. Zatanna was a powerful magician, one that earned him respect. In her own way she was very powerful. No comparison to himself but very powerful for a human. His gift had even increased it, but she lacked thousands of years of experience. Surely she would grow up to be one of the most powerful women he ever had, but she would only succeed if she survived the following battle.

Dracula felt the magic concentrated around him and created a Maelstrom around the building. Few mortals had ever seen the honor of experiencing this kind of power. However, Dracula had not nourished himself for a long time and after this spell it was time to drink. He regretted it but there was no other choice. So that some would survive in this city he could not help but sacrifice many of them.

After almost two and a half hour it was finally so far. He had channelled enough magical power and performed the corresponding rites. Now it was time for the final magic. If he made the slightest mistake, his greatest work would be irretrievably destroyed. His mind was completely focused on this one task.

In his mind's eye he could see the " Room of the World " in his castle. Slowly his astral projection floated up the steps to the spectacle. A thousand years of research and development had united in this one magical construct. It was his absolute masterpiece and the heart of the castle. Nothing approached its perfection and it looked completely harmless. An Icosagon floating in the air, covered with many runes. While the construct slowly reacted to his presence, he carefully manipulated the rotations of the Icosagon. The process was familiar to him, he had done it a few times before, but still he could not resist a certain awe. These powers had perhaps been created by him, but the castle as a whole had long since evolved beyond him. The Arcanum Obscure, anchored deep in the basement of the castle, had gained power over thousands of years. The Arcanum Obscure and Spectacle were artefacts he had created himself. But during the Spectacular, based entirely on his work, the Arcanum Obscure was only partially created on his art. The Arcanum Obscure was basically a gigantic battery capable of absorbing energy from all sources. For his experiments he had always needed a lot of power. Around the birth of Christ he had decided not to use his own magic for his spells.

But over time the souls of all those who suffered or lived under Dracula's power had gathered in the obscure Arcanum and had increased the power of the ancient relic many times over. Not even Dracula was sure whether the Obscure was still completely under his control or not, but at the moment the Spectaclum could still access the incredible powers that were in the basement of the castle. After doing all the necessary calculations, he dropped the astral projection and drove back into his body. The rest would be done by the castle alone. Already now he could feel the magic channeling over the city. The flames surrounding the city blazed threateningly as a storm gathered over the city. Lightnings twitched through the darkness which spread rapidly.

Deep in the forest, Bruce and Ivy went to the cave entrance. Many of the wolves followed them. They could see for themselves at this distance that a new spell was being cast over the city. Even Bruce could feel his Hair went up as the Air was filled with Magic.

"What is he doing this time Ivy?"

"Something beyond everything i have ever felt!" she said silently.

The seven deadly sins gathered in the hiding place of the Were-Cats next to Bastet and Umbra on the roof.

"Admire the power of Dracula" Bastet breathed awefully and admired the power over Dracula could command.

For the rest of the workshop, however, this event was terrifying. Even for Umbra, who knew roughly who Dracula was, it was unbelievable what gigantic powers he had.

While the lightning was flickering across the sky, an opening formed in the clouds. 7 blood-red seals appeared in the clouds and glowed brightly before they disappeared again. A bright beam of light broke through the opening and struck only a few meters from the largest building in the city. The Wayne Tower, the unofficial heart of Gotham, was hit hard by the shock wave of the beam. But that wasn't the worst thing that happened. While the tower itself was quite robustly built, it could not possibly withstand the following.

Out of nowhere, the mighty Castle of Dracula manifested itself in the middle of Gotham. The Wayne Tower, once the pride and joy of the city, was simply torn to pieces by the mighty castle. Huge pieces of rubble fell hundreds of meters into the depths to destroy everything they hit. A shock wave raced through the streets of the city as the castle took shape, tearing flesh from bones and smashing windows and stone alike. When the smoke had finally disappeared, there was nothing left of the Wayne Tower but a ruin. Right next to it, the mighty Castle of Dracula rose out of the ruins. The mighty gate of the fortress opened slowly and creaking as the castle gate opened and went down to the streets of Gotham. The inhabitants who had survived the shock wave now looked out of the windows and entrances to see the new witchcraft Dracula had created. The highest tower towered directly above the main building and was framed by several Gothic towers and annexes. The gloomy statues that were supposed to intimidate enemies on the battlements were spread over the entire walls. They varied in size and shape, but most of them represented angels or demons. The outer towers, which held the main building in an almost impossible construction, seemed to slander gravity itself. The spontaneous manifestation of the building in the middle of Gotham had not only destroyed the Wayne Tower, but also 3 blocks of the city just by the sheer mass of the castle. Other blocks had been damaged by the shock wave and were about to collapse. But soon something else drew people's attention to something else. Through the smoke and debris a man in elegant clothes moved towards the main gate. While the suit itself was kept in a deep red, the snow-white gloves stood out clearly. As soon as the man had passed the gate, it closed behind again.

The few citizens of Gotham who had dared to enter the street after this spectacle could now see the lights coming on inside the castle. Ghostly flames blazed on the castle walls. The bluish flames blazed meters high on the castle walls and even inexperienced, simple people could perceive the supernatural energy of this place. When the gate closed with a loud thunder, the shadows on the castle began to move as the light of the surroundings darkened. The whole womb resembled more and more a dark nightmare. But no monster came out of the castle, no arrows darkened the sky. It just stood there.

Dark.

Threatening.

Suddenly, out of nowhere, wooden stakes shot out of the ground. Most of them were about 5 meters long and sharpened at the upper end. But many of them were rotten or broken. The remains of people were still hanging on a few of them. Impaled an eternity ago. Most of them had long decayed to skeletons but a few were still covered with decayed skin. The inhabitants who were literate and world travellers could immediately see the connection between the castle and the stakes and staggered back.

When Dracula entered the interior of the castle, a flick of his finger was enough to activate the lighting in the hall. The candlesticks lit up and shrouded the entrance hall in a soft light. He briefly took the time to look around his old home. Now it would work. With the Obskurum Arcanum he would be able to focus enough power to get to the castle of the league. While Zatanna had to wander through the castle on the old-fashioned one, Dracula was not subject to this restriction. The rooms of the castle were reshaped according to his wishes and the geometry of the castle was completely shifted. For him, the space he was looking for was always directly in the next door. Many heroes of the past had already gotten lost in this castle and triggered the countless traps he had installed. Normally he would activate a part of the castle to guarantee the protection of his home, but he did not believe that there were any serious threats in the city that could take it with his fortress.

While Zatana, Talia and Vicky were still arguing in the lounge about how to proceed, Zatanna suddenly cried out. She grabbed her head and screamed in pain. Talia and Vicky could also feel something strange and it wasn't a pleasant feeling but on Zatanna it had to have a completely different effect than on them. But before they could help their sister in spirit, a shock wave swept through the streets that made the earth tremble. On top of that they could also see the Joker looking around almost worriedly. As if the Joker was afraid of something. This fact alone was worrying enough until Zatanna suddenly cried out.

"It's here! It's actually here! What a terrible monster our master is" she screamed before she ran away.

"ZATANNA?!" Vicky shouted frightened and ran behind. For nothing in the world she wanted to be alone in a room with the ghost of Joker. Talia also ran behind and both women followed Zatanna to the roof. A part of the city was hidden under a view of dust and ash clouds that slowly deformed in the wind. As they followed the enraptured face of the sorceress, their jaws fell down.

"What... the... devil..." stammered Talia...

"That... is... yet... impossible." Whispered Vicky.

"This is the Power of our Master!" yelled Zatanna full of Pride

In the watchtower.

While the usual procedures were running in the Watchtower, Superman, Wonder Woman, Cyborg, J´onn and Supergirl were standing on the bridge in the main room. They were about to go over the plans for the watch list when a massive golden ankh formed and Dr. Fate entered the main room.

"Ah. Dr. Fate." Superman asked, reaching out his hand to the magician, but he just tilted his head and looked at him.

"He is back! The fate of the world, the balance will change," he said threateningly and before the others could ask what was going on Shazam teleported himself to the bridge.

"Something terrible is on the way! We have to arm ourselves against it!" shouted the giant fighter.

"What's going on, by Hera" Wonder Woman asked and crossed his arms angrily. That two of the most powerful magicians of the league announced such worries at the same time was one thing. But that one of them Fate of all people was ten times the danger. It was not for nothing that Dr. Fate was considered the most powerful magician in the world. He rarely interfered in the League's affairs and fought threats that were more supernatural in nature.

But before the two answers could be found, he was suddenly there. Out of nowhere he had just appeared in the middle of the Watchtower. Through the shields, through the armour. By simply every goddamn protective measure the league could come up with.

These completely surprised heroes just stood there staring at the man now standing in their midst. He was breathtakingly beautiful and radiated an enormous peace. In his right hand carried a walking stick and pushed him 3 times on the ground.

"Forgive my ladies and gentlemen. I am unfortunately for the first time on a castle floating in the darkness. Unfortunately, I do not know the exact greeting." He smiled into the round. Dracula could see many people in strange clothes. Most of them wore skin tight clothes or heavy armour. The women present were all beautiful to look at. As his gaze rested on Shazam, however, he growled angrily and rushed forward.

While for the rest of the present time seemed to stand still, Superman could still perceive the man's movement. However, he was also caught in the so-called moment of shock. He saw in slow motion how the stranger grabbed Shazam and pushed him into one of the steel walls. Fortunately for him, Shazam was almost as tough as Superman himself.

"YOU dare to mingle with these heroes? Do they know what you did in ancient Egypt? What you did to those people there? At that time I was not in the lands to prevent you but now you will be held responsible for all your misdeeds. If the gods do not punish you, I will do it in their stead," Dracula cried angrily, suddenly stopping.

The warrior before him reminded him incredibly of Adam. And yet he saw in this man's eyes no hatred or greed for power! On the contrary. He saw nothing but panic fear right now. It reminded him more of a little boy than of a champion of the gods.

"Who are you? You're not Adam," he finally said and dropped his fist. Suddenly he realized a movement next to himself that was as fast as he was. For a fraction of a second, Dracula panicked as he perceived the same power as the blonde woman. So this man was Superman!

Clearly visible, he let go of Shazam and plucked his suit right before raising his arms. "I apologize for this outburst. I'm afraid I confused him with someone else!

The way the intruder stood quietly and talked to Superman kept the other heroes from attacking him immediately. The fact that he withdrew and returned to the middle of the room calmed people down. Shazam freed himself from the steel plate and withdrew behind Wonder Woman. Despite all his strength and power, he was still just a boy and the fact that this guy had tossed him around like a cloth bag had been scary. The fact that he must have lived in the time of Black Adam was also terrible.

Wonder Woman jumped over the balustrade and landed next to Superman and drew her sword.

"It's time... uh? What is this now?" she said confused as Dracula knelt down before her.

"Hippolyta. You are still alive? I never thought I'd see you... wait.. who.. are you? You are not Hippolyta? but you look like her so much?! What is this trickery?

"Okay...You may get up. You know my mother" asked Diana and automatically switched to the same noble tone he had used. After he had slowly straightened up, Dracula nodded calmly.

"Mother? Then you must be the daughter of Queen Hippolyta? Amazing. I fought alongside the Amazons in battle when King Xerxes set out to conquer Greece. The Amazons stood bravely against the advancing legions of the Persian king."

"You fought against Xerxes at my mother's side," Diana kidnapped it and she hastily considered whether that could be true. According to the old texts she had studied as a child, there was a story about a descendant of Hercules whose name had been lost. He fought alongside the Amazons just before they found refuge on Paradise Island.

"I did. She called me Abraxas after the God of the Primordial Powers of Existence. In my eyes a little exaggerated but who would contradict a queen? Especially her. May I ask if she is still alive? And if so, how can that be?"

"We were protected by the gods after the battle against Xerxes and the uprisings in Greece. They gave us a home where we could live forever, free from the bondage of men and the concerns of the world! My mother lives and is still the Queen of our people".

"It pleases my heart that your people have endured. Your mother was an incomparable warrior and a capable leader."

"Forgive me if I interfere. But you still haven't said who you are." Now Superman interfered.

"Forgive me if this conversation has let me digress. You must be the one called Superman. I assume you're the leader of this group?"

"We see ourselves as equals. But they trust me to speak for them."

"That's the way it should be. I have had many names in my long life. Some have become famous others are a breath of wind in the course of time. Right now I enjoy sticking to a name that people know well today. You may call me Vlad Tepes Draculea. For those who don't know who it was I allow them to call me Count Dracula".

The calm, gentle and yet powerful nature of this performance instilled respect in the people. Many had imagined the famous vampire differently while for many others this man was the incarnation of the most famous of all vampires. Especially the women believed to see in him exactly what they had wished for in their darkest hours.

"Count Dracula so! That means you are a vampire" Superman asked now.

"That's how it is. I hope that this condition will not lead you to attack me? I don't intend to fight you. To be honest, I'm here to inform you of the situation in Gotham."

"I'm not sure we should trust you" Superman honestly said but Wonder Woman put his hand on his shoulder and said calmly.

"You swore an oath to protect the people of the Amazons at your honor. Is this word still the same as it was all this time ago?

"As long as the Amazons keep their end of the bargain, I am bound by my word." Dracula nodded quietly and Wonder Woman nodded as she pointed to the conference room.

Wonder Woman, Superman, Supergirl, J´onn, Cyborg, Supergirl, Black Canary and Dr. Fate finally gathered in the room. As Dracula followed, he looked closely at Dr. Fate before sitting down on the seat assigned to him.

"Anyone else you want to attack by accident?" Canary asked skeptically but Dracula just shook his head.

"The helmet reminds me of a man I once fought against in ancient Rome. He was a mighty magician."

"Then I guess it was the same one. May I introduce. Dr. Fate. The most powerful magician in the world." Canary smiled self-confidently. It was good to know that one could stop this creepy man.

"Ah. Then maybe a new fight between us would be different this time," Dracula asked amusedly and sat down. When he noticed that all heroes looked at the masked magician questioningly, he grinned only while Dr. Fate murmured.

"This time you will not defeat me Cain." He admitted meekly and the confident grin disappeared from Black Canary's face.

"Does that mean he won against YOU?" Superman asked shocked.

"In a previous life, yes. But that was a long time ago and that's not what this is all about! Don't you want to hear what he has to say" he said slightly acidic and some in the room weren't sure if they should laugh or be worried about this behaviour.

"The magician is right. My time is unfortunately limited. As you may all have noticed, I am responsible for the incidents in Gotham. I am also the one who destroyed many human lives. But know, even if a human life doesn't mean much to me, I don't kill them out of lower concerns. There were reasons that made it inevitable."

"What could justify such a slaughter? Refugees reported monsters and thousands of dead," Clark said who found it hard to stay calm. This man in front of him reminded him a little of Lex Luthor. The cold and logical way, the way he talked about the dead, all that was very similar to his old enemy.

"In Gotham, an ancient curse has resurrected from the floods of time. This curse is called lycanthropy by the humans. In other words. Humans turn into werewolves. The magician will surely be able to explain to you what that means." Dracula calmly said and looked more closely at those present as Dr. Fate informed the League of the terrible dangers of this curse. Dracula had to admit that the magician was a great help to him. He left nothing out and did not embellish anything. He made it clear to the people that this threat would encompass the entire world.

The Amazon princess was as beautiful as her mother. Maybe even more beautiful. But he felt a supernatural power in her. She seemed to be more to him than a simple Amazon. Also some weapons she carried did not seem to be forged by human hands. Should the gods of ancient Greece have fathered a child with the Amazon queen? Hercules had been a powerful hero. But he could not imagine a god who could have seduced a woman like Hypolita.

Another seemed to be a man from two worlds. Half man half machine. Strange. He had never dealt with such a being before.

Most of them didn't matter to him. However, his eye fell again and again on Superman and the young woman at his side. Both wore almost identical suits with the same symbol on their chest. The young woman reminded him of the woman from Gotham. Maybe a younger sister?

It was as if he was looking directly into the sun. Both of them were walking suns full of irrepressible power. These two were his exact counterparts. He was the manifestation of death and these two were the manifestations of life. He just imagined what would have happened if he had bitten the woman.

"Good. So you're trying to protect the world from the werewolves. That's what we understand now. But why don't we work together? We can help and perhaps one can help these people? A healing must be possible". Black Canary finally said.

"A healing is impossible. Once infected, the curse is irreversible." Dr. Fate sighed. "Has the pack leader been found yet?"

"Yes. A powerful new werewolf. The strongest I've seen for thousands of years. Unfortunately I fear that you will intervene exactly because of him. It's Bruce Wayne. Or better said. Batman."

"What?" now all of them almost went up at the same time and looked at each other in horror.

"That is extremely bad. He was already extremely powerful as a human being. But as a werewolf he becomes many times more dangerous. How intelligent is he," Fate asked Dracula.

Dracula entangled and briefly considered lying to the league. Against a wild beast they would fight more willingly than against an old friend. But his advantage was gone if they found out that he would lie to them.

"At our first meeting, he was nothing more than a wild beast attacking everything and killing what he found. However, he has evolved. He masters martial arts and the ability to use his mind. I now think he's evolving into a true incarnation of the Wolf King."

Dr. Fate noticed how many of the league seemed calmer when they heard it and raised his hands to warn them. "Let your hope go. What Dracula just said only makes things worse. The werewolf king was the most powerful werewolf ever living. He fought a war against all living things and under his rule the werewolves multiplied like a plague. They overrun the world at a time when mankind could hardly survive."

"Did you stop him then?" asked Cyborg.

"No. It was Dracula here. With a legion of undead he fought a war against the Wolf King and destroyed him. Since that time Dracula has been the arch-enemy of the wolves. Since the Roman Empire I assumed that the curse had disappeared. Since that time no werewolves had appeared. When the werewolf king is back... the world is in terrible danger. Today even more than then. Thanks to the planes and the millions of people, the number of wolves is many times higher. And don't take it lightly Superman. They are magical beings. Their claws and bites might even hurt you both. And I can't even imagine what the curse would do to both of you."

"Does that mean we should stay out of it," Supergirl asked until Dracula sighed about the dragon monster running through Gotham. Superman and Supergirl seemed to know this kind of creature but were silent until Dr Fate continued.

"Yes, that's what it means in my eyes, maybe it's better if we let him do what he does best again. It may seem total and horrible to you, but he does what is best for this world, even if it will cost sacrifices."

"Did you just say sacrifice? We are not talking about anyone here. We're talking about Batman, what do you think you're doing to give him up now?"

"He would be the first to sacrifice himself to save Gotham or humanity. each of us knows exactly how far he would go if one of us became a threat. "

"You're right, Fate, he would go very far. He would stop all of us." Said Superman before he continued. "But first he would try to save us and second if that wasn't possible he wouldn't kill us. With Count Dracula here I'm not sure if he's even considering the latter."

Dracula now looked at Superman and nodded slowly as he thought Superman's words through his head. It was clear to everyone that the league was divided into two factions, one that wanted to kill him and the other that at least thought about helping him. It was clear that everyone in the room had great respect for Bruce Wayne and that each of them would try to save him but some realized that this might not have been possible. Im was greatly helped by Doctor Fate's very accurate and complete explanation of the situation. Even if he had addressed exactly the same facts, the members of this hero association probably wouldn't believe him.

"You are absolutely right Superman. I have come to Gotham to extinguish this plague once and for all. I don't care whether your friend survives or not as long as this plague is destroyed. I have often fought against younger incarnations of werewolves, but for thousands of years I have not been confronted by anyone with such a power, strength, healing ability and cunning point to top it all off he had created some very powerful children with special abilities which they themselves have retained in their Werewolf shape. I want to say that even I had a hard time destroying him in the first fight, which I have to admit is due to the fact that I underestimated him a bit. Nothing has changed about my goal to eradicate this plague just because it is not liked to be seen, but I am someone who has to adapt to the time in which I live. The last time I was awake, people were just beginning to explore electricity and now I'm sitting in a castle that hovers far above the world. Maybe you have possibilities that didn't occur to me, but if you don't exceed the power of Zeus by far personally, you can't cure this curse. What you could perhaps do would be to take him and his entire brood to another world where he would no longer be a threat to Earth. I was told that some of you were not born in this world and from this I concluded that there would be other worlds that are habitable.

However, you must be aware that you are imposing a never-ending plague on this world. If there is intelligent life there, it will be possessed by werewolf curse. They will make sure that an entire civilization of werewolves could develop. A civilization that is only based on infecting others by eating them to pieces or multiplying in other ways. Should this species ever be able to leave this world again, they would do so in a quantity you cannot even imagine here. In all the millennia I have lived in, humanity has grown exponentially from a few thousand to millions and now you have become billions. And now imagine you would have to compete against half your population that has a power that would make most of you tremble in this room, whose claws would tear each of you to pieces and turn you into a version of them. I honestly have no problem seeing each of you as a potential threat, but that would keep me from doing my job. What you do with me after that is best for me to do no matter I will gladly face your jurisdiction if you wish, but get in my way and I will kill you.

"How about maybe you wait outside while we talk in here about what they just said." Said the green-skinned man who only looked like a copy man.

Dracula nodded, got up and left the room and while waiting outside he clearly heard how the inside of the room was arguing. It took almost two hours for him to be called back in where he was told that they had decided to judge him by his actions. They agree that Batman as a werewolf would be an incalculable threat, perhaps capable of destroying the entire world, but they still dispel the hope that he could be saved. That's why the Amazon princesses spoke to him in the end.

"Will you be able to disable him without killing him?"

"I would be able to do this, but it would minimize my chances of defeating him. I also admit that I have never met a werewolf like him before. At each of our encounters he was faster and more intelligent than at the time before. I'm not sure how he will develop if I let him run around much longer, so I decided to destroy him once and for all on the next full moon. Because I respect the pact I made with your mother, Princess, I hereby promise you that I will try to capture him alive should this be possible for me. However, I must point out that a fight between him and me will lead to an incalculable loss of human life. This is unfortunately a fact that I cannot change. Many people in Gotham have already been infected by the werewolves and don't even know it. They will change only with the next full moon point if it were up to me I would lay the whole city in rubble and ashes and kill every single inhabitant in it but this is something that would probably turn everyone against me and I don't necessarily feel like it. May I ask why I should catch him alive? Do they still have the hope that they can heal him?

There are some high security prisons that are able to lock up even such people.

You really believe that you can keep someone imprisoned in this world? You really believe that there is a prison that could stop that creature that even the gods couldn't stop? How long do you think you can keep him safe there?

As if out of nowhere a green shining ghostly figure of a human appeared wearing your strangely ridiculous black eye patch on his face. All his clothes were a mixture of bright and green and black as he lived right above the table.

"Who talks about wanting to keep him imprisoned on earth, Count Fledermaus?" The arrogant one laughed in front of him and Dracula only pulled up a brow at this obvious insult and looked back Princess Diana who immediately looked at him apologizing and said.

Hal Jordan I would like to introduce this is Count Dracula, the Count Dracula, the Count Dracula who has hit the ground to the ground with what appears to be a Power Girl. Count Dracula, I apologize for this man's cheeky mouth, he is unfortunately American.

Diana ignores the grumbling of most members of the council and continued

Hal Jordan belongs to a special association that travels throughout the universe. They are something like the league of the universe while we concentrate mostly on our own little planet. As you may have learned, there are creatures out there who want to exceed everything on Earth many times over and have a power that only a few of us here can imagine. It is precisely for such cases that prisons have been created that are specifically tailored for a single creature or race. If they were able to save Bruce Wayne we could take him to one of those prisons far away from this planet and try to heal him. We would take full responsibility that he could never come back to earth husband healed him and that there is no way that he can forgive another or peoples.

I admit that I don't quite understand what these words exactly mean so that the idea of extraterrestrial life is still relatively foreign. However, the presence of at least two extraterrestrial races not born in our world in this room is proof enough that these words could be true. I must confess that I am inclined to comply with their wish since I have come to realize that you hold this man in great esteem. I myself fold in a timeline tribe of honor and respect for mine. If Batman hadn't been more than a simple wolf, I could have killed him long ago without any problems and wouldn't have wasted another thought on him. However, my respect was earned by the fact that it developed everywhere simply in the wild wolf that only follows his instincts. Maybe it deserves to continue to exist and I give you all my word that I will try to catch him alive. This promise, however, only applies to him alone. All his companions, his pack will die because I can't allow even a single one of them to carry on the flight who doesn't have the level of development he has. In all my time I have tried to destroy this flight more than 15 times and every time I failed. It's almost as if he's simply reappearing from somewhere out of nowhere, claiming an arbitrary sacrifice. Maybe here and now I have the opportunity to wipe him out of the world once and for all by removing the pack of animals from the world. So I have to assume that we now have a hear deal?

Not completely agreed, however, by so far agreed one nodded after the other to him and there remembers to bring him back again point while the two were on the move through the corridors of the space station gives Dracula suddenly stand looks out of the window to the earth and smiled.

Princess I would have a request to you that you could perhaps fulfill me. I must confess that I have always appreciated your mother very much and it pleases my heart that she still exists but I know she wouldn't be very happy if I just knocked on her front door. Love his opportunity to visit her again?

My mother is relatively strict about welcoming men to our island. But I think that even she would have a hard time killing you or throwing you off the island and you on top of that someone who helped the Amazon 1 I could talk to you and ask if she would make an exception in your case if that's what you want.