I present you one of the latest stories, DC: The One's Endless Journey!

If you started with Marvel: The Saga of Hush first, skip the next paragraph. It's very similar, I think.

Before we start, I know that there are so many universes, from Earth One to cinematic universes and it was really hard for me to figure that one out until I realize that it is a fanfiction…So I decide to create a new universe, known as Earth-53, (I already checked to see if there was Earth-53 in DC multiverse) and it's largely crossover with all DC universe…Meaning everything from comic book to tv shows are in one place, except for some certain people, you know who. There will be some familiar story arc that you already know about or not and you may see some origin story. Most heroes' origins are from Earth One so it's possible that you will know it by now or not. My knowledge may be limited.

Most characters might be OOC but I'm trying my best.

More detail about Earth-53 and my OC will be at the bottom because I don't want to spoil anything for now.

On the other news, tomorrow (January 4) is my birthday, whoo-whoo!...Aw, hell, I'm getting older but still whoo-whoo!

Enjoy the first chapter of OEJ.

Disclaimer: I don't own DC but I do own my OC.

Chapter 1: A Goon in Gotham

Since he was born into a poor family, he always love to daydream because his dreams always tell many amazing stories and sometime he want to escape from the reality for a while. His father passed away when he was on duty as a police before he was born and at age six, his one and only brother becomes his guardian when his mother also passed away from OD, his brother was eighteen at this time.

At age twelve, the superheroes and villains start to emerge and he look up to an unlikely person that become his role model…An lamest villain that ever lived, Polka-dot man. He remember what his older brother said when he found out. "Who the fuck is this man? How the hell did he come up with that name? Oh my god! What a fucking idiot! And you look up to him?! OH MY GOD!" He develops a hobby at this time and it was clipping some articles out of newspapers, mostly about superheroes and villains.

At age thirteen, his brother surprised him with a birthday gift and it was a small boomerang with a odd wing design, it was Batman's batarang. His brother claimed that he brought it from a low-life thug after the criminal have a run in with the Batman himself. This gift cause him to develop his hobby farther and he always spend time with his brother, looking around for any trinkets that a superhero or villain throw away. To this day, he only have every newspaper clipping and a batarang but he still love it because his brother always help him out when he have time…

At age fourteen, his brother was shot down in an alleyway and he start to live on the street with nothing but a bunch of scrapbooks and clothes on his back. He later found out that his brother was living a criminal life as a drug dealer but he still love his brother because he was his family and it might be the only way that they can live in a shabby apartment. He was recruited by a nice man who promises him that he will live comfortable and his job? A lookout, all he has to do is telling him and his friends if a cop or a cape was coming. He was allowed to live in an abandoned building where they ran a meth lab as long as he doesn't bother them.

At age sixteen, the nice man's group bring him into a gang and he remain as a lookout but he have to run for few errands for the gang members and he always does it without asking a question as long as it don't involving anything bad like murders for a example. Whenever he messed up, no one took out on him because of one reason…He was little slow and naive but he was very loyal who was very gullible.

At age seventeen, the gang was going to have a meeting with another gang and they were going to meet their boss for the first time…It was the catalyst that start everything and he would never believe that one of his dreams will come true…His name is Ron E. Smith and he's just a lackey in a city named Gotham…

A 5'11 athletic teenager sway his head around with a hum as he sit right next to a black bulky man in his late thirties in an large empty warehouse with several criminals, the teenager have a short choppy black hair with a black eyes and he appear to be mixed with white and Native American. He wears a red hoodie, a pair of brown gloves, a dirty jean, a pair of dirty sneakers and he has a small black backpack on his front. The teenager kept humming a tune happily before he suddenly smash his hand with a shout as the black man jumped, "Bam! Pow!" The teenager moved his arms animatedly until the black man smack his head upside.

"Dammit, Ron!" The man huffed annoyingly, "I told you to quittin' daydream!"

"Sorry, Bobby." Ron rubbed the sore spot on his head with a smile, "Um…Who are we meeting? No one tell me anything…"

"Beat me, I wasn't told either." Bobby gestured at the muscular man as the person drumming his fingers on table with a grumble, "Boss didn't tell anyone, except he told us to meet here."

"Oh…" The teenager blinked before he stand up and walk over to his boss, never hear Bobby's protesting and call to come back here. "Boss, boss, boss." Ron called out as he tapped his index fingers together, "Who are we meeting?"

"Go back to your daydream." The boss grumbled and the teenager was about to ask him again but the doors slide open and a new group walk in, leading by a hobbling slim person with an umbrella.

"I'm glad that you accept my offer for a meeting." The hobbling person with a thinning hair smirked pleasedly.

"Can we just get it on with it?" The boss slapped the table annoyingly with a nervous glint, "It's nighttime and I don't want my gang around at this time because of this bastard!" He set up a golden rule for his gang and that was be active during the daytime so they don't run into the Batman. The hobbling man was about to say something but he got cut off by someone with a squeal.

"It's Penguin!" Ron grinned excitingly, "Look, boss, it's Penguin! Can I ask him some questions like…"

"Zip it!" The boss glared at the teenager, causing him to clam up but he won't stop staring at the famed criminal. "Ignore him, he's little…special, if you know what I mean."

"Everybody's special." Penguin scoffed under his breath before he sit down with a clearing throat, "Your little gang happen to catch my attention after seeing that the police force haven't bust you for shipping weapons illegal and you also have used some back roads that went under his radar…"

"We always do everything during the daytime." The boss replied, "Anyone smart enough know that they should work when light is out there…"

"Say the coward." Penguin smirked at the glaring leader, "You know that you can make a lot of money if you run the deliveries at night, right? The reason why you can't do it is because you're scared of a guy that runs around dressing up like a bat." The boss's glare becomes deadly, "But it can all change if your little gang spilt up and start working for me…"

"Ooh, yes, yes!" Ron suddenly clapped his hands, nearly caused the two leaders to jump up with a startle as he appeared at his boss' side, "Can we? Can we? If we do, we can meet a lot of people, like Two-Face, Clayface, Mr. Fr…"

"Hell no." The boss stabbed the table with his knife, sending a dirty look toward Penguin and he was about to say something but the sound of glass breaking catch their attention and they look up before a boot shove Ron's head into the table, knocking him out in process, due to the fact that he was standing under the skylight.

"FUCK, IT'S THE BATMAN!" A criminal draw his gun among with other criminals and they attempt to shot Batman, only to drop their guns as the dark knight toss several batarangs at them. The thug attempt to take the Batman down with a right straight but the batman counters it, knocking him out and the masked man quickly smash his elbow into another thug's face, also knock him out.

"GET HIM!" The boss roared before Batman break his teeth in with a hard punch and he drop down on the floor as the dark knight made quick work with every criminals. Penguin attempt to use this circumstance to escape the warehouse but the dark knight quickly catch him and he lift the yelping criminal up in air with a bat-glare.

"Someone has brought some shipments, filled with military-grade weapons, into the city by using the Russian cargo ship." Batman scowled, "You are one of few that have history of using ships to bring the weapons in for illegal trade."

"N-N-Not me, really!" Penguin shouted as he kicked his legs around, "It has to be someone else! You know there are other than me that trade things! I bet it was Black Mask!" Batman glared into his eyes for a while before he knock Penguin out with a punch to temple and he drop the unconscious criminal as he touch the side of his head.

"It's not Penguin, he thought it was Black Mask." Batman muttered into his earpiece before he fire his grapple gun up into the skylight and it pull him up out of the building. Everything was quiet for a while until someone stir.

"…Ow…" Ron rubbed his head with a groan as he stumble up to his feet and he look around to see a lot of unconscious criminals. "…Oh, Batman!" He perked up as he look around before he slump with a pout as soon as he realize that the dark knight was already long gone, "Damn…I don't get a good look…" Something catches his eye with a glint, "Huh?" A gasp escapes his mouth as he pick the tossed batarang up, "Cool! Latest model!" He quickly shoves it into his backpack and he immediately hears the incoming sirens, causing him to move over to the two men. He glances between his boss and Penguin confusingly, he only can bring one of them out of the building to avoid the police and he chews his lips for a while until he finally made a decision.

An icy wind hit his face, causing him to lift his shaking head up with a stammer and he look at the moving building groggily. "W-W-What the?!" Penguin muttered until he hears an unfamiliar voice.

"Hi, Penguin!" Ron smiled at him, it turn out that the teenager was carrying the infamous criminal on his back and they were on the snowy street somewhere far away from the warehouse.

"...You're this guy from the warehouse…" Penguin mumbled with a blink, wince at his headache.

"I'm Ron, some people call me Ronny." The teenager replied.

"What just happened and why are you carrying me?" Penguin asked.

"I think Batman come in and beat us all up…" Ron said, "It suck because I don't get a good look at him but I just found…"

"Skip this part." The man growled.

"Um…" The teenager hummed, "Oh, oh…I got up first and then I hear the sirens so I have to get boss out but I saw you and I have to think about whom I have to get out."

"…So you choose me over your boss?" Penguin raised his eyebrow.

"Yeah, I just remember that you said you want us to work for you and I really, really, really want to work for you!" Ron nodded his head furiously with a grin, "It'll be so awesome! I will meet a lot of villains and heroes if I work for you!" He suddenly stops his walk, "Oh…Wait, but boss said no…Damn…"

'Ah, he's really 'special'…' Penguin sighed. Special or not, this guy just did him a favor and he hate owe someone one instead of the other way. "Tell you what, pal, you're going to work for me from now on."

"Really?!" The teenager gasped happily.

"Yes, now put me down and flag for a cab." The teenager just put the mobster boss down back on his feet as he wave his hand for the taxi, "We will work on some details when we get to the Iceberg Casino."

"Alright…" Ron realized something, "But what if the boss gets mad at me? He's gonna…"

"Relax, I have a good feeling that he won't get mad at you at all." Penguin replied before the taxi pulls up and they get inside.

"That's good." The teenager smiled innocently before he turns his head to his new boss, "Hey, have you ever met Polka-Dot Man? He's my favorite! What was he like?"

"…The fuck?!" Penguin muttered under his breath.

"Stupid fucking retard!" Ron's former boss snarled as he got shoved into the jail cell in the early morning, "I'm gonna slice him up." He just noticed that Ron was not among the arrested thugs, meaning that the dumbass just ditched him at the warehouse and he'll make him pay for it as soon as he get out. In his anger, he never notice a skinny Latino walk toward him with his hand in pocket and before he know it, the Latino thrust a shiv into his gut, stabbing him repeating.

"Penguin sends his regard." The Latino inmate whispered as Ron's former boss drop on his knees, holding his bleeding stomach before the inmate slice his throat.

A month just went by so fast since Ron end up in Penguin's gang and he got used to his grunt work, like moving some crates around and roughs some people up if they don't pay Penguin's rent on time. Right now it was the day to receive his paycheck, Ron walk into the Penguin's office and he glance around as Penguin shuffle though his papers with a low mumble until he spot the teenager. "What are you doing here?" Penguin asked grumpy.

"I was told to get my paycheck here." Ron said.

"Oh, right, it's the payday." The mobster boss muttered as he pull an large envelope, with Ron's name on it, out of his drawer before he toss it at the teenager, "Here. Oh, and I add an extra in as a token of my gratitude for what you did last month. Now we're even."

"Ooh, thank!" The teenager grinned innocently and he was about to leave the office before he stop in his trail as he turn his head to his boss. "Hey, boss, is it possible to buy one of your old umbrella? I like the one with hidden blade in it."

"…Why do you want it?" Penguin narrowed his eyes with a frown.

"I always want to collect many things that heroes and villains used, beside the newspaper clipping." Ron fidgeted with his fingers, "I only have Batman's old and latest batarang….Oh, and maybe I should get a book with a lot of blank papers so I can get the autographs!"

"I'm going to give you a defective umbrella and it'll gonna be half of your paycheck." The mobster boss rubbed his temple annoyingly.

"Deal!" Ron suddenly took half of the cashes out and slam them on his boss' desk.

"Take it and get out of here." Penguin shove the useless umbrella into the teenager's hands, he wasn't stupid enough to put a lethal weapon into someone else's hand. The teenager run out of the office with a quiet cheering and the mobster boss turn back to his paper with a grumble.

"You bought a broken umbrella with half of your paycheck?" The bearded bulky man muttered in disbelief as Ron climbed into the van after he drop the umbrella off at his apartment within a shabby building and the man take a brief glance at the building, it look like it was going to collapse anytime soon. "Kid, you need to find a nice new place instead of keeping living in this dump."

"Nah, I like this place." Ron shook his head with a smile.

"Well, to each his own." The bulky man muttered to himself as he pull into the road, "Okay, tonight, we're going to move the boxes and Penguin want us to be careful with them because they're very 'fragile'."

"How many?" The teenager asked curiously.

"A dozens or so." The man shrugged his shoulders and the young lackey just turns his head around to stare out the window.

In Ron's head, he dream up a scenario where he run into the Batman on his job and Batman was first to throw a punch. Ron duck under his punch, only to receive a smack of the lead-lacing cape as it shun him for a bit and Batman was about to hit him with a hammer fist but the teenager suddenly swing the wooden plank into the dark knight's stomach. Batman drops down with a rough couch and Ron attack him with the same plank for a while before it break off. "Batman…" Ron slowly reach into his Penguin member jacket, "Either the world will know that I beat you or you can…" He pulled out a sketchpad, "Give me your autograph!"

"…Make me!" Batman scowled, suddenly fire his grapple gun up in air before he flew up.

"DAMN YOU!" Ron suddenly slammed his hands into the dashboard and the driver jump in his seat, accidently swerve into the wrong lane before he quickly return into the correct lane with a hard swerve.

"WHAT THE FUCK?!" The man screamed as he almost had a heart attack, "WHAT THE HELL IS WRONG WITH YOU?!"

"Huh?" The teenager looked around confusingly, "…Oh, I was dreaming."

"…Your damn daydream nearly killed us!" The thug panted heavily with a glare, "If you do that again, I'm gonna kill you! Seriously, I will!"

"In my daydream, I was fighting Batman and I just beat him." Ron ignored the panting thug as he tells him the dream story, "I was going to get his autograph but he flew away, like a bat!"

"…Oh, jeez!" The man turned his eyes back on the road with a quiet mumble, "No one told me that I was going to work with a dumbass."

Ron quietly chews his sandwich, sitting on the large crate in the alleyway at night. The leader just called for a break and most of the mob decides to hit the near bar while some stay behind to watch after the goods, Ron was one of the few men. The teenager looks up at the edge of the roofs, scanning for anything before he resumes his eating and he sneak a peek at some criminals as they chat to each other, mostly about sports. He wipe some crumbs off and he was about to get up to ask them about the break and work but he hear a gunshot nearly, causing some thugs to draw their guns out of reflex. It doesn't take long enough until a several penguin thugs run past the alley as one of the men stop to holler out to the other henchmen, "The Batgirl is here!" The thug shouted, "I think I got her and she's hiding somewhere around here!"

"Sweet!" The second thug quickly run around the corner, "Find her! We gotta make her pay for being one of the bats!"

"Kid, you're with me!" The large man ran in the opposite direction, followed by Ron.

"Damn it…" Batgirl frowned with gritted teeth as she tied the bandage wrap around her leg tightly. Early, she has been tracking some of Penguin's men on the weapon trading and she just got too arrogant to take them on solo because it was Penguin's goons before one of them got a lucky shot in. She make a retreat, which was little difficulty thing to do with her injury, and she end up hiding in a small corner in the dead end of the alley as she wait for the coast to be clear so she can get back to the batcave. "Ugh, I am so gonna be in big trouble with Batman." She muttered quietly.

"Ron, go check over there!" A voice hollered nearby, causing Batgirl to tense up as she moves her hand to her belt.

"Okay…" Ron's voice called back and it wasn't long enough until Ron peek behind the corner to see Batgirl. With a baited breath, they stared at each other for a while and Batgirl was about to attack first but the teenager did something unexpected. "Nothing here!" The teenager hollered back as he move away from the corner, "She's not here." The young girl peeked behind the corner with some suspicion, it must be one of these tricks and she better move now but she have to take them down first.

"You sure?" The large man asked as he slowly walks toward the same corner.

"Yeah…" Ron nodded before he suddenly point at the random rooftop with a gasp, "Oh, oh! I think I saw something moving over there!"

"Where?!" The man turned away from the corner sharply as he pulled the gun out and the teenager just ran off, followed by the shouting thug. "Hey! Slow down! You're too fast for me!"

Batgirl wait for a while to see if he was rounding up some guys to take her on but nothing happened and she slowly climb up to the rooftop, keeping her eyes out for anything. She jump across the rooftops as fast as she can with an wounded leg, heading back to the batcave and she was pretty sure that she will get some earful or a brutal training from Batman himself but one thing on her mind was this Ron guy…Why did he lied to another goon and lead him away from her instead of trying to take her down like every criminals does.

Few hours later, Penguin stare at his goons, lining up in row, with a scowl as he pace up and down fumingly before he point his umbrella at the unlucky goon, "Thirty-five thousands! You all went after Batgirl and no one ever think about stay behind to watch the goods! The said goods just got looted by Black Mask's men! MY GOODS, MY MONEY, ALL LOST! WHOSE FAULT WAS IT?!" No one say anything until one of the henchmen speaks up.

"It's my fault…" Ron spoke up with a whimper, "I was supposed to watch the boxes but someone told me to go look for the Batgirl so I went…I'm really sorry, boss…"

"Hell yeah, it was his fault!" The bulky Caucasian man pointed his finger at the teenager with a snarl as he resisted letting his cruel smirk out, "I told this retard to stay with the boxes! Just one fucking job and he didn't do it right!" He was in the charge of the mission and he's not going to lose everything over a mistake.

"What, you don't say that…" The bearded man muttered under his breath loudly, which receive a glare from the bulky man as he closed his mouth immediately.

"If it was me, I'll off him right now as an example!" The bulky thug growled.

"Is that true?" Penguin turned his eyes on the teenager with a stoic frown.

"Yeah…" Ron nodded sadly.

"I appreciate your honesty, boy, it's really hard to find a good man who'll willing to admit their fault." The mobster boss replied, "I like that so I'll let it slide this time but next time you mess up, I won't be kind."

"Thank you, boss." The teenager smiled innocently.

"What?" The bulky man shouted angrily, "Don't tell me you're getting soft…" A gunshot rang out in the warehouse and the man fall down with a thump, dead.

"But I also hate it when someone lied by throwing someone else under bus to protect himself for a mistake." Penguin shouldered his smoking umbrella and he hobble out of the building with his right hand woman. "Get someone to clean up the mess."

"Sir, why did you kill Mick instead of the new guy?" The blonde woman in suit asked, "You usually kill the guy that messed up in first place."

"True, but I was looking for an excuse to fire Mick since I found out that he had been skimming." Penguin chomped on his cigar, "Ron is a hard-worker since he joined us and he barely complains about anything. It's really hard to find a good worker these days, they're a rare breed like the nice guys."

"True that." She nodded before she pull a folder out of her suit, "Sir, the file you asked for."

"Ah, thank." He snatched it out of her hands as he opens it to read something, "Hmm, I wonder where they found a large amount of Kryptonite at."

"Why question it when you're planning to fence it?" The woman replied and her boss nod with a chuckle, at least it will cover up the damages.

Two weeks went by, Ron walk up the stair with a groceries bag and he stumble a little on the crooked step. "Gotta fix this step." The teenager muttered, the building that he lived in doesn't have a landlord and it was filled with squatters, street kids, junkies and homeless people. They usually don't bother each other and leave things alone because they don't want any problem with each other since it's only place they have left. Some chose to live in an apartment and some chose to live in the hallway for some reason.

"Hey, pal!" A skinny elder black man waved a newspaper, "Just got you a new one."

"Oooh, thank, Josh!" Ron took it with a grin before he fish something out, "Here's the chocolate muffin that you asked for."

"Ah, bless you, my boy." Josh took the muffin with a light chuckle, "Mary would kill me if she knows that I had some sweets behind her back. She knows how much I hate diet."

"This diet is supposed to help you keep your blood pressure down, Josh." A elderly woman's voice spoke right behind Josh and he paled as a wrinkled hand pull him back into the apartment before a old woman poke her head out with a glare. "Ronny, I told you not to give him any sweets!"

"But Josh said that the muffin is not a sweet if it doesn't have a whipping cream and cherry on top of it." The teenager tiled his head.

"Oh, you stupid, foolish boy." The woman slammed the door with a huff and Ron walk away with a confusing expression.

"Why did she get mad at me for?" Ron entered his apartment and he locked the door behind him. He turns the lights on with a flick before he stares into a white lens, revealing to be the Batgirl, and he immediately drops the bag with a silent gasp.

"I want to ask some questions and if you try to pull something that I don't like, I'll break your limbs." The Batgirl crossed her arms with a glare and the teenager nods his head, still staring at her with dropped jaw. "What is Penguin's plan with the arm trading?"

"I don't know…" Ron fidgeted with his fingers after he clear his head of cobwebs, "All I do is just moving the boxes for boss…Oh, I remember, he always get mad because he have a big fight with Black Mask over trade…"

"They had a fight?" Batgirl muttered, "Why?"

"Yeah, all the time since I joined Penguin's gang." Ron nodded as he picked some foods up with a smile, "I still can't believe that I'm in Penguin's gang! He's really nice to me than the old boss and he gives me his old umbrella for half of my paycheck! I have it in the closet, do you want to see…"

"Hey, hey!" The sidekick snapped her fingers several time, "Ron, focus! Do you know why they are fighting over trades?" She was sure that Black Mask and Penguin always stay out of each other's turf. Why did they start to go at each other's throat now?

"Oh, um…" The teenager hummed for a while, "I don't know…Someone said it's because Black Mask want to move in and take over but someone else said that Penguin want to run Black Mask out so he can have Gotham all to himself again like he used to when he was younger. They keep setting each other up the whole time and acting like they don't have anything to do with it…Um…" He scratched his head before he look up to her with a blink, "Wait, how do you know my name?"

"I heard your buddy calling you out the other night." Batgirl replied, "It's really easy to find you since you have a record."

"Cool, you're so smart, like a cop!" Ron grinned innocently before he quickly straightened up with a gasp, "Oh, oh! What is it like to work with Batman? I bet he make you train a lot! Oh, oh, is bat his favorite animal? I have been wondering about that for a long, long, long…"

"Thank and I can't answer these questions." She rolled her eyes under her mask, still keeping her frowning mask up. "And final question…Why did you covered for me and lie to your buddy when you found me?" She has been a little curious about it for a while and she want her curiosity to be sated.

"Because you're a hero and a nice lady." Ron answered, "Plus, you were hurt and it doesn't feel right to fight you when you're down."

"So if I wasn't hurt, you'll try to take me down?" Batgirl raised her eyebrow, "Pal, you can't even lay a hand on me if you tried."

"Yeah, you can beat us up easily then fly out like Batman!" The teenager grinned innocently and she immediately can see that he was honest with her.

"…Yeah, I can." She shook her head with a small, unnoticeable smirk before she realizes something, "Wait, won't your boss be so pissed off if he found out that you just babbled everything?"

"Oh, you're right!" Ron gasped before he turn his head to her, "Are you going to tell on me?"

"Nah." Batgirl waved her hand, "If anyone asked me, I don't hear it from you."

"Thank!" The teenager smiled and she moves toward the opened window before she glances over her shoulder.

"Hey, Ron, thank for the info." Batgirl said.

"Ooh, does that mean I'm the secret informant now?" Ron asked.

"…Um, I'm not sure." She laughed slightly before she leap out of his sight.

Ron put his grocery on the table after he picked them all up before he look up, "Wait! I forget to ask for her autograph and if I can meet Batman…Awww!"

In the batcave, Bruce Wayne sits in front of his computer as he receive some info from Barbara and he glance at his red-haired sidekick. "I already know these rumors about Black Mask and Penguin's feud and I just confirmed it the other day from their top lieutenants."

"Sometime I hate it when you get one step ahead of me." Barbara muttered, never notice a small smirk on Bruce's face.

"Since I know about their feud now, all I need to do is to get more evidences and stop the feud from escalating." Bruce muttered before he looks up to Barbara, "So how did you come across these info?"

"You remember this Ron guy I told you few weeks ago?" The redhead scratched her cheek lightly, "I looked him up and went to his place to get some info out of him by intimidation…But it turn out that he was…um…A little slow in head and he just answered everything honestly, even if he went off-track few time when he asked me some questions. I think he's a fan or something like that."

Bruce made an 'ah' sound as he type into his computer, "Next time you shouldn't have gone out on a patrol by yourself or go to this guy's place, what if it was a elaborated trap?"

"You know I can take care of myself." Barbara scoffed, "And have you seen some goons? They can't even come up with an elaborated trap." She scans her surrounding as she raised her eyebrow, "Where's Dick?"

"Doing his homework in his room." Bruce replied, "He has to pull his grades up or he won't go out on patrol with me." That earns an odd look from his female sidekick.

Ron sit in front of an old dirty desk, sketching something on a thin sketchbook and he put the pencil down as soon as he wrote a name on it before he carefully rip the paper out of the sketchbook. It was a detailed drawing of Batgirl with her name in the corner. Ron walks toward to the wall of his bedroom and he tape it gently right next to another paper, a detailed side portrait of Penguin. What everybody doesn't know is that Ron actually has a photographic memory, even Ron himself don't know that. After stared at his works, the teenager gets into his bed and he immediately fall asleep, wondering what kind of day will come for him in his life.

Somewhere on a corner in Gotham City, very few people was loitering around in a nightclub and one man glance out of the window boringly. The first thing he saw was an black van pulling up to the curb across the street and five men in suits with black masks step out. Before the man notice something, the masked men suddenly shoot into the nightclub with SMG, nearly murdered everybody in the bar as they destroy everything in sight before the masked men quickly climb into the van and it race away from the bullet-riddled bar. The bar's sign drop onto the sidewalk and it was a shape of blue umbrella.

And that end the first chapter of The One's Endless Journey! Love it? Hate it?

It is just a beginning of everything. You just noticed that I reset everything and there are some familiar events with some differences, like for example I used the Gotham version of Penguin (Little more older to match the timeline)

Timeline/Story Arc: I have a lot of DC books and it's pretty hard to keep up because of many reasons…Like time travel and lot of changes in cannon plus so many characters…It's possible that some story arc may get a little mixed up but again, it's DC and fanfiction so I'm gonna try my best and make it work as I can.

OC: You have met Ron E. Smith and know a bit about his story before he becomes a goon. Right now, Ron is a little slow in head and he tends to be all over place when he get too exciting with something, like meeting a superhero/villain or getting/finding trinkets. I decide to make him a goon because I think it's more interesting to start off this way and slowly bring him up into something that I got in plan for him.

There will be a one or two more OC, just to let you know.

So far, we just saw that Ron have joined Penguin's gang and his run in with a couple heroes. Do you love the way it turns out with them? Hate it?

What will happen in next chapter? Are we going to see a gang war soon? Will we see some battles? Will he become a part of something bigger or not? We'll may find out in the next issue…Eh, I mean next chapter!

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