Batman's Owl Godfather

Captain America wakes up and a Dodgers baseball game is playing on the radio.

He sat up and looked around.

He was in a room, maybe a hospital room?

The sun is shining brightly outside the window, and a soft spring breeze blows from the open window.

He was wearing a Strategic Research Agency T-shirt, khaki pants, and boots.

Steve's head felt a little dizzy.

The last thing he could recall was the Valkyrie diving down, which seemed like five minutes ago.

On the radio, the Dodgers game was going on, and pitcher Pete Reiser hit an in-field home run. It was a good ball!

But something doesn't seem right.

Steve's body is very weak now, but there is no pain. The dizziness that occasionally flashes in his head is just the lack of oxygen in the brain that is common after sleeping for a long time.

Just take a deep breath.

Steve moved his legs to the edge of the bed, sat up, and continued to examine himself.

He was indeed fine, and the high-intensity crash left no scars on his body.

This must be due to the Super Soldier Serum.

But where were his shield and uniform?

Just then, a woman in uniform came into the room.

"Good morning," the woman said, "or should I say good afternoon?"

Steve didn't know how to answer.

"Where am I?"

"You're in a post-op recovery room in New York," she said.

The game on the radio called out the score: The Dodgers were way ahead, now eight to four!

Steve looked at the woman.

She is a beautiful blonde woman who looks somewhat similar to Paige.

Steve remembered the agreement he made before the crash.

Stork Club, eight o'clock sharp.

What day is it today? He hoped it wasn't Saturday yet.

Just as he was thinking, the radio broadcast reminded him.

An on-court slam? Steve recalled being sitting in the stands at Ebbets Field when Pete Reiser ran from third base to home plate...

Steve was wary.

This room is definitely not as simple as it seems.

"Where am I?" Steve asked.

"I'm afraid I don't understand you," she said.

"This game," Steve nodded toward the radio, "it happened in May of 1941. I was there."

He stood up and faced the woman face to face.

Something wasn't right here, and he had to know what it was.

"I'll ask you again."

"Captain Rogers..."

The woman kept backing away, as if she was frightened by Steve's appearance, but this confirmed Steve's suspicion. If everything was normal, why didn't he dare to answer his question?

Suddenly, Steve took a deep breath, pushed the woman away, and rushed to the door.

The woman screamed but did not stop her.

Steve quickly came to the door, turned the handle, and opened the door.

He took a step forward, already prepared for a fight in his heart. Maybe he was kidnapped by Hydra and involved in some strange experiment. When he opened the door, there might be Hydra soldiers outside.

Captain America doesn't mind fighting his way out.

However, something bizarre happened at this moment.

After Steve rushed out of the room, the scene in front of him suddenly flickered, like the noise that often appears on a movie screen, and Steve couldn't help blinking.

When he opened his eyes again, he was in the room again.

After stepping through a door, he did not go out, but instead returned to the room.

The woman still stood there blankly.

Steve didn't know what happened. He gritted his teeth, turned his head, and rushed out the door again.

Over and over again, with no change, no matter how hard he tried, he would come back to this room.

"What's going on!"

Finally, Steve couldn't help it anymore. What happened just now exceeded his knowledge.

In his clear mind, the only explanation he could think of was the portal that Howard Stark had explained to him.

"You used the power of the Cosmic Rubik's Cube!"

Steve clenched his fists and had already figured out the truth.

His efforts failed that year, and Hydra still obtained the Cosmic Cube and mastered the use of the portal in it.

"That's not the case!"

The woman stretched out her hands in front of her, as if she wanted to explain, but Steve, as an experienced veteran, had already seen her intention to delay.

"Sorry!"

He took the first step and tried to control the woman first, but when he reached out to grab the woman's arm, he missed her.

Steve's fingers went right through the woman's body.

"How is it possible-"

At this moment, Steve's pupils shrank, as if he had seen a ghost, and he was completely unable to understand what was happening in front of him.

The woman apologized and continued to speak, but this time her voice was changed to that of a boy.

"I'm sorry, Captain," she or he said.

Steve stared at the woman, feeling a creepy feeling all over his body.

"Look, I'm really sorry about that performance," the woman said, "but we thought it would be appropriate to reveal the truth to you slowly."

"Revealing what?" Steve asked.

"You've been asleep, Captain," the woman continued, and Steve saw sympathy in her eyes.

"Sleeping for nearly seventy years."

The next second, everything around him changed.

The original ward disappeared, and before Steve's eyes, the room turned into another decoration.

The room looked like some kind of country monastery.

There was something like a painting hanging on the wall, playing something that Steve couldn't understand.

television?

Steve thought to himself, but the TVs he had seen were all very large. How could they be so thin?

The screen showed a city like a steel forest.

Tall buildings stood tall, traffic was busy, and countless roadside buildings made of shiny glass were taller than Steve remembered.

The billboard was like a huge display screen, very similar to the advanced equipment that only Hydra and the Strategic Research Agency had at the time.

These giant billboards are as high as ten stories high, with images and text scrolling across the screen.

This was simply the future that Howard Stark had once described to him.

On the other side, the woman's body shape changed like mercury, turning into a black-haired boy in an instant.

Steve was dumbfounded.

Is this something technology can do?

He didn't feel like he was in a future seventy years later. Instead, it felt more like he had arrived in a different world due to a plane crash.

"Sorry, Captain Rogers."

The boy introduced himself and said, "My name is Bruce Wayne. I can explain to you..."

Before he could finish his words, Steve suddenly roared and pounced on Bruce like an out-of-control bull.

Batboy didn't even have time to react before he was picked up.

Steve clamped him to his chest, just like he had done to Katum not long ago.

"I understand, I understand everything!"

Steve clamped Bruce's waist tightly and said loudly, "You used mind control on me. This is a common method used by your Hydra. I know it!"

If it weren't for mental control, what happened just now would be really difficult to explain.

Why couldn't he get out of this room no matter how hard he tried?

Why do the furnishings in a room change in the blink of an eye?

Why would a good woman turn into a boy in front of him?

Steve got it, he got it all!

This is all because of Hydra's mind control!

At this time, an unprecedented sense of crisis began to emerge in Steve's heart. Why did things develop to this situation? Has Hydra already taken control of the world?

"Captain, you really misunderstood."

Bruce looked helpless and said to Steve, "There is no mind control. Everything you just saw was actually because of magic."

Having said this, Batboy also regretted a little. He would have never listened to Katum's bad idea and used the Void Spell to simulate Captain America's familiar environment.

The owl's voice still echoed in Bruce's ears——

"Just believe me and that's it. Only in this way can Steve integrate into the new era better! Hehe!"

Integrate into a ghost!

Bruce had scolded the owl countless times in his mind.

Sure enough, I was tricked again.

At this time, too many incomprehensible things flooded into Steve's mind, causing him to have a stress reaction.

Hearing Bruce's answer, Steve sneered directly.

"Even magic is here."

He said, "Then are you going to say that you can ride a broom and have a black cat?"

"There is no black cat." Bruce thought for a moment, "There is an owl."

"Do you think I haven't read fairy tales?"

Steve's emotions are now on the verge of losing control. He knows nothing about the current world and is enveloped in extreme insecurity.

His idea at this time was to leave here as soon as possible and then confirm Peggy's safety.

"well--"

Bruce sighed lightly. He didn't expect Captain America to be so out of control that the situation would reach this point.

"Captain, I apologize in advance for everything that happens next."

Bruce said, "Please believe that I am a good boy."

Um?

Steve didn't understand why Bruce said such a thing, but before he could think about it, a strange feeling suddenly spread throughout his body, and his feet began to dance uncontrollably.

The sudden dance caused Steve's hand to loosen unconsciously, and Bruce took the opportunity to jump out of his arms and land firmly on the ground.

"It's also magic."

Bruce said, "It allows people to start dancing without control, but without injury."

"Chorea?"

Steve was suddenly shocked and thought of the fairy tale he had heard before, about a cruel story about a little girl who put on red dancing shoes and danced to death.

Didn't you expect that this kind of thing could happen to you?

"It does look a bit like it."

Bruce nodded and said, "But captain, trust me, I have no ill intentions towards you."

"Then make me stop first!"

The dance at Steve's feet was getting faster and faster, exceeding his own limits.

He did think about having a good dance after the war, but that would be with Peggy, not entertaining himself here alone.

What's more, there is an unidentified boy in the audience.

For a moment, Steve felt like he was back on stage, wearing funny costumes and performing like a clown to raise military funds.

"I can make you stop."

Bruce said, "But you have to promise me to sit down quietly and listen to me carefully.

"Otherwise, I will let you keep dancing until the end of time!"

When Steve heard this, he couldn't help thinking, isn't this a standard villain's speech?

How can this boy have the nerve to say that he is a good child?

"Okay..."

Steve could hardly see his legs clearly. He danced too fast and even had an afterimage.

"I'm just a stopgap measure," he mentally prepared himself, "I'm an adult, I won't argue with children!"

Thinking of this, he felt better.

Steve Rogers is still very upright now. If he doesn't comfort himself in his heart, he can't compromise with the enemy at all.

"I believe in your promise. "

Bruce said, and then lifted the spell on Steve.

Steve stopped dancing, and immediately sat down on the bed as if he had lost all his strength.

Can't win.

This was the only thought in his mind. He couldn't think of any way to deal with the means shown by this boy.

He lowered his head and pondered what to do. In Bruce's eyes, this posture seemed more like waiting for Bruce to explain to him what happened in this world.

"That's right, Captain Rogers."

Bruce sighed. He really had no ill will towards Captain America. Everything that happened just now was a misunderstanding.

"Let me tell you in detail what happened in this world during the time you were sleeping."

Bruce said, "and how I found you and where you are now."

...

"That's probably what happened. "

In the past thirty minutes, Bruce told Steve a bizarre story.

A magic owl sensed Steve's presence and rescued him from the ice.

As for where they are now, Bruce did not hide it and said that this is a magic monastery that has existed on Earth for many years, but it has never been known to people.

"You mean, I am not under mental control, and these are all magic?"

Steve looked around and confirmed repeatedly.

"Yes." Bruce nodded, "Magic has always existed, but most people don't know it."

"I understand."

Steve sighed, "I want to go outside and take a look, okay?"

"Sure."

Bruce waved his hand, and the illusion spell set on the door immediately disappeared, and he could enter and exit at will.

"Thank you..."

Steve had just finished saying this when he suddenly turned into a shadow.

He burst out with unprecedented speed and ran desperately in the corridor.

"Magic, do you think I'm stupid?"

Steve shouted, "If there really is magic, why didn't you come out to protect civilians during World War II? ”

I will never be fooled. He must be controlled by some kind of brainwashing. Now everything he hears and sees is fake!

Escape! He must escape!

Steve ran hard. The light at the end of the corridor seemed to be his hope of salvation.

Bruce walked out of the room slowly, looked at Steve's back, and sighed softly.

"Ah--"

He said, "Don't blame me for this."

After that, Bruce casually hooked his fingers, and then Steve's full-speed running footsteps turned into a beautiful Swan Lake.