(YoN): Your Other Name
***Some references are from RwB
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YOUR POV, On an elevator to the underground lab
Not long after, I was brought to the orphanage run by a congregation of nuns near downtown Metropolis.
I was taken care of, fed and sheltered there. The downside was I had to pray the rosary three times a day and have had bible study every Sundays after mass.
I didn't like praying.
Because to me, there was no God anymore.
Not after the tragedy he allowed to happen to my parents and I, especially my mom.
And the fact that the bastard that fucked my mother in front of me and my dead father was just rotting in jail was to add more insult to my injury.
I wanted him dead.
I wanted him to suffer.
So, I decided to study hard, be the best and most influential person in Metropolis so that they would learn to not mess with me. I always had a book next to me, and by the age of 11, I was already studying the theory of relativity.
That was when, I met my new father.
Lex Luthor.
It was just a normal day for me, my fellow orphans were playing outside, trying to impress potential foster parents with their energy. While I, uninterested and all, chose to study Machiavelli under the shade of a sycamore tree.
"What are you doing here all alone, little girl?" A voice asked, making me look up.
"I'm studying Machiavelli, sir." I replied simply, before turning my attention back to the book.
"Pardon? Machiavelli?" He asked again, clearly amused. "Isn't that too, as the kids call it, boring, for your tastes?"
"I'm not like the other kids." I answered, closing my book since it was rude to talk to someone without looking at them. "You see, sir, as the book says and I quote, 'the end justifies the means'."
I stood up and looked at him. He was bald. He had a critical look about him, and he was nicely dressed.
"I believe that if I make the man who brought me here, disappear, then my troubles will all go away."
"And by disappear, my dear, what do you mean?" The man asked, a sinister smile on his face.
"Why, kill him of course." I smiled back, my hands behind my back as I walked around. "Don't you think the cops are useless? They just follow where the money leads them."
"And what makes you think that, child?"
"Because by the look of you, I know we share the same values, sir." I answered. "My name is (Y/N), I'm sorry for getting ahead of myself and not introducing myself properly. I must say, out of all the people who talked to me during my stay here, I liked you the most."
"Likewise, my child." The man laughed, crouching to give me a small handshake. "I suppose we'll be seeing each other more often now."
"I hope so, sir."
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LEX LUTHOR'S POV, a few years ago, the Orphanage of Saint Paul.
The child was astonishing.
Very astonishing.
It was like she and I were cut from the same tree. Her viewpoint of the world was definitely awe-inspiring. Especially for a man like me, who is just as power-hungry as her.
With a smile, I went inside the orphanage's secluded office and approached the head nun, Sister Maria.
"Sister Maria, hello." I greeted the old woman. "You seem healthier than the last time I saw you."
"Why, you say that every time you see me, Lex." She smiled gently.
I would've fallen for this nun's façade if I didn' t know better.
"How is the training for the children going?"
"Very well, thanks to you Lex." She replied. "Have you spoken to the child that I talked to you about?"
"Yes, you say she's bright. I didn't expect her to have the same way of thinking like us." I answered with amusement. "I know you want her to be the next crime syndicate for your family, sister, but I want to make a deal with you."
"Whatever it is, Lex, the answer is no." Sister Maria answered a bit too quickly for my liking. "She has so much potential, my family needs her."
"And that potential is why I need her for LexCorp. She can bring this world to order, can't you see?"
"I know but--"
"You WILL fix the adoption papers, sister Maria, won't you?" I asked, looking at her sternly as raised my hand, making my bodyguards aim their guns at the old nun.
After a few minutes if thinking, sister Maria then sighed.
"Is there anyway I could change your mind."
"Unfortunately, no."
"Alright then, it will be fixed by this Monday."
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Your POV, LexCorp Lab in Manhattan, -36th floor, 4 P.M.
The elevator door quickly opened as I found myself facing the pristine lab.
"Good evening Doctor Luthor, the prototype serum for Project Omega has been placed on your desk." My assistant, Walter, greeted. "This over here, is the information I researched about you-know-who regarding the you-know-what; your dad asked me to deliver them to you, sealed."
"Anything else Waltz?" I asked, ripping open the Manila envelope and then quickly reading through the data about Jason Peter Todd, A.K.A Red Hood.
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LexCorp Labs
Confidential
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Please burn the paper after reading the information, keeping the paper and producing copies of it is strictly punishable by law.
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Name:
Jason Peter "Jay" Todd-Wayne
Alias:
Red Hood
Relatives:
•Willis Todd (Biological Father)
•Sheila Haywood (Biological Mother)
•Catherine Todd (Step-Mother) -deceased-
•Bruce Wayne (Adoptive Father)
•Richard John "Dick" Grayson-Wayne (Adoptive Brother)
•Timothy Jackson "Tim" Drake-Wayne (Adoptive Brother)
•Damian Wayne (Adoptive Brother)
•Cassandra Cain (Adoptive Sister)
•(YoN) "Ram-Ak" Al-Ghul Grayson-Wayne (Former Lover, Sister-In Law)
•Razam Leonardo "Leo" Al-Ghul Grayson-Wayne (Nephew)
Gender:
Male
Marital Status:
Single
Nationality:
American
Height:
6'0" ft (182.88 cm)
Weight
102 kg (225 lbs)
Eyes:
Blue
Hair:
Black
Abilities:
•Acrobatics
•Driving
•Firearms Expert
•Genius Level Intellect
•Criminology
•Demolitions Expert
•Multilingualism
•Advanced Hand-To-Hand Combat Skills
•Investigation
•Martial Arts
•Surveillance
****Subject is mentally unstable, proceed with caution
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Hm, so I'll be up against a fellow Genius?
This should be interesting.
"Walter, be a dear and burn these papers for me." I smiled as I handed him the files.
"Of course Doctor, but, what do you plan on doing after you've read them?"
"I'll be playing a game, my dear friend" I laughed. " A deadly game of cat and mouse."
With that, I walked to my office, waiting for midnight to approach.