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New World, Same Problems

New York City

The bright city that never sleeps was having its typical day, and by typical, it means being attacked by an army of robots. The citizens were all in a frenzy trying to get away from the bizarre army. Some people were thinking that this happens a little too often, but it was drowned out by the constant firing of lasers and guns.

The one leading the army was what appeared to be a man clothed in green. His face was concealed under a hood of the same color, and any part of him that the green clothing did not cover shined metallic silver.

The man calmly lifted a glass filled with red wine to his concealed face. He was currently behind his army watching as they continued their path of destruction. He lowered the half empty glass back to the side and the man held a triumphant smirk that no one could see.

He had planned this out perfectly, his army had most of the city under his control, the police could do nothing against the robot's outer shell as all there bullets just ricochet off. He also had a little ace in the hole as his metal hand traveled down the side of the throne and landed on a container. The man's smirk darkened as he realized the genius of his plan.

In the container was a bomb, a bomb that he had created after doing some research on a top secret government file. The file explained the way to make a gravity bomb, a very dangerous and unstable weapon that had the power to loosen or completely change the flow of gravity. After much research it would seem that the bomb was developed around World War II, but funding problems and the war ending before the weapon was completed saw it stashed away, never to see the light of day. That is until one of the man's hacker drones was able to obtain the data right from under the governments noses.

The man looked around at his robotic army and couldn't help but let out a low chuckle. He had made the demands around an hour ago that if the president did not surrender leadership to him then he would set off the bomb, he had given them five hours to make up their mind.

The man glanced up at the sky and felt his smirk deepen even more. There were no heroes in sight. He was informed from one of his many sources that the Avengers had split up to search the globe for where he was as well as to the location of the bomb not realizing that he was with the bomb the whole time. He was aware that there were still some fools-I mean heroes that were still in the city but they were all too busy trying to evacuate everyone.

However his worst threat was nowhere in this dimension at the time, The great Fantastic 4 were currently doing research in the so called negative zone, and with that the man knew his plan was full proof. He pressed a button on the arm of his chair and the robots all stopped there attack. The man slowly rose to his feet and looked up at the giant digital clock in Times Square. 5:50pm. He had made the demanded around 1:00pm. He cleared his thought as he began to speak his voice enhanced so all could hear him.

"Only ten minutes left, and still no phone call. Cutting it close don't you think?" The man said in a deep threatening voice that sounded slightly muffled. "Do you see now? This world needs an absolute ruler to make the sacrifices that must be made. One to stand up to all threats and destroy them before they destroy us, one to make sure mankind does not make idiotic decisions ever again. I am that man. It will be-" He moved his hood back to reveal that his face was covered behind a metal mask, "One world under Doom."

The man looked up at the clock and slowly shook his head. "Too bad." He moved his arm up and began to type something on his wrist before turning his head slightly to the side to see the container open from the top and a keyboard start to rise. The man walked over to it and started to type in some commands.

"Wow, what a speech Doomy. Got to say though the whole 'One world under Doom' thing is a little lame, you should have done, "One world under the stupid metal mask!" or "One world under blinding green clothing!" I mean really dude try harder." A young and cocky voice spoke from behind him.

The man froze on spot his eyes behind his metal mask widening before he slowly turned around too come face to upside down face of the red and blue web-headed protector of New York City "Spider-Man!" the man shouted backing away slightly.

"Spider -Man! Where?! Where?!" The masked hero asked excitedly turning his head side to side.

The man gritted his teeth behind his mask already getting annoyed that a hero had found him and it had to be the most annoying one in his eyes. He raised his arm up and opened his palm. "It's too late you insect, I have the bomb ready and all I have to do is press one button and it goes off." He said.

Spider-Man narrowed his eyes behind his mask, "Then I guess I just have to make sure you don't press any shiny red buttons then." Spidey quipped. "And didn't I tell you already Doomy, I'm an arachnid."

Doom rolled his eyes before firing at the wall crawler who dogged the blast and landed and stuck onto a wall next to the villain. Doom took the slight distraction to try and press the button on the keyboard but was stopped as his hand was incased in a grey like substance that stuck to his hand.

Doom looked up the thread to see Spidey holding it tightly. "Now what did we just discuss?" Spidey asked like he was talking to a child who had misbehaved.

Doom let out a yell as he pulled on the web line causing the wall crawler to fly toured him. The masked villain pulled back his fist ready to deliver a haymaker to the friendly hero but it missed as Spidey twisted in the air and landed besides the villain in a crouch before sweeping at the metal man's legs.

Doom stood his ground as Spider-Man hit his legs causing the wall crawler intense pain as he quickly got away from a repulsion blast from Doom thanks to his trusty spider sense warning him about it.

Spidey rubbed his now very sore leg swearing silently. "What are you made off? Adamantium?" he asked.

"Yes." Doom simply said firing more blast at the wall crawler who was still able to doge even with a hurt leg.

Spidey had enough of this as he knew he needed to get to that bomb, he raised his arm out and pressed down his two middle fingers on his palm causing a web line to shoot out of his trusty web shooters he made from scratch. The web line connected on the top of Dooms throne, "Out of the lab DeDe!" Spidey quipped as he web-zipped over to Doom and delivered a powerful drop kick to knock the metal man on the ground.

Spider-Man didn't waste any time as he quickly rushed over to the bomb and started to look over it. He had heard of what the bomb was thanks to Doom televising his demands but he was still a little clueless on how to disarm the thing. The wall crawler was wracking his brain thinking of any formulas that could work before finally typing something in hoping it would work. "Let's hope this works." He said to himself but before he could finish he felt the familiar tingling sensation in the back of his head and quickly dogged to the left missing an energy beam but was not able to doge the fist to the face causing Spidey to fly back and land on the computer. Not noticing he had unintentionally pressed the enter button.

Doom now stood over the wall crawler his palm open ready to fire at him. "Any last words Spider-Man?" he asked darkly.

Spidey looked up at doom. "Uh…decaf…?" He quipped.

Before Doom could fire at Spidey something strange happened. The container that Spidey was leaning on started to shake. Spider –Man could feel his spider sense going crazy and tried to get away quickly but it was all in vain as the container started to glow and then it exploded in a flash of blinding white light.

As other heroes arrived on the scene they all saw the result of the battle and the explosion they all noticed the same thing, The Amazing Spider-Man and the evil Doctor Doom where nowhere to be seen.

Gotham City

Night had fallen in the dark city as many citizens walked the streets either going to clubs to have some fun or just trying to get home from a long day at their jobs. One man however was doing neither as he stood on top of one of the many buildings that made up this city.

The man was dressed in mostly black as he seemed to blend into the shadows. His suit looked like it was padded like armor. Around his waist was a yellow belt where the man held many of his gadgets and equipment. His mask covered the top half of his face showing his mouth and chin. A cape covering his shoulders helping him blend into the darkness even more, and finally on his chest stitched in black was the symbol of a bat.

The man had a scowl on his face as he watched the town he protected from the emotionless white eyes of his cowl. He was not having a good night. He had been recently informed by both the League and his former partner that the man named Slade aka Dethstroke had gone missing and was last seen in Gotham.

The Dark Knight let out a low sigh as he thought over the information he had gathered from both his former partner and what little the League knew of the assassin. He had learned that he was well trained in martial arts, and would not hesitate to kill if it meant to further whatever he was planning.

He was pulled from his thoughts however as he saw something from the corner of his eye. He looked over and his eyes got wide under the cowl as he saw a bright white light that stretched from the ground into the air illuminating the aria. The Dark Knight did not hesitate as he quickly began to head to the light, determined to find out what was going on and if it was a threat, he would not hesitate to act.

When the light dimed instead of an empty ally there was someone laying down. He was dressed in red and blue with a symbol of a spider on his chest and back. Spider-Man groaned as he was starting to come to. He placed his hand on his head trying to massage the massive migraine he had. "I've heard of killer light shows, but that was ridicules." He said to himself as he shook his head trying to get his bearings.

He slowly got to his feat with the help of the wall as he was still dizzy and disoriented. It started to clear a little and he finally was able to see where he was. He was in a dark alley with garbage cans and bags on the side. Spider-Man raised a questioning eyebrow at his location. "That's funny. Wasn't I in Times Square?" The wall crawler's eyes instantly got wide as realization set in. 'The bomb! Did it go off? How many people got hurt? I have to find out.'

As Spider-Man was about to fire a web line he felt his spider sense go off and he quickly turned around to see several knives heading his way. The wall crawler using his enhanced acrobatics began to doge by twisting in the air avoiding many of the knives but winced when one nicked his shoulder tearing a small hole in his costume.

He looked over at the small cut and let out a very frustrated sigh. "Just my luck, the day after I fix the damn thing and I tear it again." His focus was brought back to the situation at hand as he heard clapping from somewhere in the shadows.

"Six out of seven. Impressive." An eerie but calm voice said from in front of Spidey. The wall crawler tensed as he saw the man who had attacked him slowly walk out of the darkness. He had on a dark blue suit that Spidey almost mistaken as black with an orange belt around his waist. He had a black chest plate that the wall crawler summarized as being some kind of protection. But what caught the web heads attention the most was the mask. On one side it was pitch black with no place to see, but on the other side it was the same orange as his gloves with an eye socket.

Spider-Man let out a tired sigh as he lowered his guard slightly. "Oh good it's only you. Look Deadpool, I'm not in the mood for any of your strange little games, we'll have a one liner duel another day alright?" Spidey asked.

The masked man stops clapping and stared at Spider-Man his only white eye not showing any emotion. "I'm afraid you have me mistaken for someone else." He said in a slightly agitated and confused tone.

Spidey blinked behind his mask before getting a closer look at the man. He sounded like Deadpool when he was serious witch happens hardly never but Spidey had heard it once, and even the wise cracking Spider-Man knew when Deadpool got serious, something bad was about to happen. "Look I'm a little busy right now. We can have our epic death match for all those readers to read later, I need to check on something." He said trying to see if he can get something out of the guy that sounded just like his…ally?

The man just stood there for a moment before shaking his head and pulling a blade from its sheath on his back. "Your annoying." He stated simply. Spider-Man felt his spider sense go into overdrive as the man charged at him faster than the wall crawler had anticipated.

He was barely able to doge the sword swings before quickly jumping back to get some breathing room. This guy was fighting with the intension to kill, which Deadpool did as well, but Spidey noticed the difference quick. The insane assassin he knows likes to joke around with his victim before he kills them taking his sweet time. This guy however was trying to find out Spidey's weak point and finish this quickly like he had something else he needed to do.

The wall crawler quickly back flipped as his spider sense went off dogging another swipe at his midsection. He back flipped then jumped and his feet and hands connected to a wall as he stuck there using his "Stick-Em" powers as he had dubbed it. "Hey! Didn't your mother ever teach you not to play with knives? You'll poke your other eye out." Spidey quipped smiling behind his mask.

The man seemed to pause for a moment before pulling out a gun from his side and started to fire. Spidey quickly jumped to the other wall while firing a web ball at the gun connecting with it and causing it to fly out of the man's hand. Spidey took the slight distraction as an advantage and jumped over the guy and delivered a series of punches and kicks to the man. The guy did his best to block but underestimated the strength and speed of the guy in the spider costume. He received a heavy hit to the face which made the one eyed man stager back but it was all Spidy needed as he delivered a powerful dropkick to send the man flying into a wall.

Before the man could even react Spidey aimed his web shouters at him and fired webbing at him covering his body and having him stick to the wall. "That's the second guy I dropkicked today. I must be getting stale." Spidey said.

The man struggled to break free but it was no use. "Sorry one eye. You're not getting out of my trusty webbing. It's as strong as steel…for a few hours." Spidey said smirking behind his mask.

The man stopped his struggling and he continued to stare at the boy. "Not bad. You must be new. You're a little too bright for Gotham." The man stated.

"Gotham?" Spider-Man asked confusion evident in his voice.

The man stared at the wall crawler like he was an idiot. "Yes Gotham. Second greatest city in the world next to Metropolis. Home of the Bat." He said the last part with a little venom in his voice.

Spider-Man was still and silent for a while thinking over what the man had just said. Gotham? Metropolis? He had never heard of these cities before. He glanced over at the guy who seemed to be staring at him waiting for him to make a move. "So Deadpoop- if that is your real name!" he said overdramatically. "What are you calling yourself now, because I think Cyclops is under an X-Copyright? Hell there's going to be a Mrs. Cyclops soon." Spider-Man quipped.

The man glared at the boy for a moment before a small smile found its way onto the masked villains' face. "Depends on who you ask. The League knows me as Deathstroke. Others more younger will tell you Slade." He said coldly.

Spider-Man raised an eyebrow behind his mask but just shook his head. "Well Deth-Slade. Hang in there, the feds are sure to have a fun time with you and your very odd choice in naming." Spidey said before jumping onto a wall and climbing up it at great speeds.

When the wall crawler got to the roofs he was dumb struck. He was frozen on the spot as he looked over a city that was not his own. He could feel it, his city was bright and on a good day a great place to be. This city was dark, and held a cold chill in the air that unnerved the friendly hero.

His thoughts instantly traveled to his fight with Doom. Did he stop the bomb? Did anyone get hurt? questions where overflowing his mind that he did not have the answers too. The young hero was pulled out of his thoughts as he felt the tingle at the back of his skull that indicated danger. The wall crawler quickly turned around and what he discovered caused the masked hero to groan. Standing before him was a man dressed in silver with a black cape blowing with the night time wind. "Really? A Bat? You're dressed up like a Bat?" Spidey asked.

The Dark Knight's expression did not change as he continued to examine the young hero before him. Spidey let out a very loud sigh as he leaned his head back. "Let me guess you have sonar like powers or have Bat DNA in you that make you act like one?" Spidey guessed.

The Dark Knight's scowl seemed to darken as he slowly approached the wall crawler. "Who are you?" he asked in a cold tone.

Spider-Man smiled behind his mask, "Well my full name is, Your Friendly Neighborhood Spider-Man. A little long so just call me Neighborhood." He joked.

The Dark Knight examined him for a brief moment. "What are you doing here?" he asked his town not changing causing Spidey to frown behind his mask really hoping for some kind of reaction. This is going to be a challenge.

"To tell you the truth, I'm not sure, one second I'm fighting big bad Doom and then I'm in an ally trading blows with mister identity disorder." Spidey said not missing a beat.

Batman could tell this boy was young from hearing his voice; he was maybe Barbra's age. He also summarized that this boy had no idea who he was. He theorized that either this is a new hero trying to get into his town or a new threat that needed to be taken down. Or it was just a kid in a costume.

Batman narrowed his cold eyes on the boy. "Listen kid, I don't know what you may be thinking, but this is not some kind of game, now I'll let it slide this time. Go home before you get yourself or someone else hurt." He said coldly deciding to go with a kid in a costume.

Spider-Man's eyes grew wide at the man standing before him. Then they narrowed slightly as anger started to build in the young hero. "Who made you king of this town?" Spidey asked with an extra edge to his voice. "Who gave you the right to decide what I do?"

"Experience." Batman said simply causing Spideys blood to boil even more.

"So just because you've been in the hero business longer means you get to just decide who tries to help people or not?" Spidey asked his playful mood replaced with a more serious one.

"You're just some kid who's in a costume, trying to play a hero. You have no idea what it takes or the pain it causes." Batman stated coldly trying to get a reaction from this boy.

That was it. Spider-Man charged at the Dark Knight at high speeds intent at teaching this guy a lesion. The Dark Knight jumped back escaping the hit but took notice of the cracks on the ground of where the boy had punched.

Spider-Man charged again but this time Batman was ready as he grabbed the young hero by his arm and twisted it behind the boy. Batman then quickly grabbed something from his belt and lifted up to the teens face. It released a spray and soon Spider-Man was finding it very hard to stay awake.

The Dark Knight placed the now unconscious boy on the ground. He examined the boy to see if he had any concealed weapons and discovered some strange devices on his wrists. He seemed to strike a nerve with the boy and he felt slightly guilty, though he did not show it. He pressed two fingers to the communicator in his ear. "J'onn need a transport for two." He said.

"Is Robin back?" a calm voice replied back to the Dark Knight.

"No. Someone else." Batman said in a monotone voice.

"Then who is coming with you?" J'onn asked his town of voice not changing.

Batman looked over at the boy for a moment. "He calls himself Spider-Man. He's meta-human no doubt about it. I need to find out more about him." Batman said.

"Can't you do that at your cave?" J'onn asked.

Batman paused for a moment before responding. "He claims to be a hero. I don't know how long he will stay out, and I have no idea what else he could do. So if you please." Batman said sounding slightly annoyed.

"…Very well Batman." J'onn said his voice never changing.

Batman waited as he lifted the boy and placed the boy's arm over his shoulder before disappearing in a beam of light.

**Authors Note: Hello everyone. Yeah I'm a comic book nerd…well more T.V shows and movies but that's beside the point. This is going to be a special weekend story that involves both the Marvel and DC comic book worlds. I am trying a new way of writing these stories so, I hope you all have enjoyed the first chapter and hope you all will return for the next. **

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