#dragonpyre

Dic-Way (taking the place of Kara), is the kryptonian born, biological cousin of Bruce that was sent over via a slower moving escape pod.

Jason (taking the place of Bizzaro), is a 'failed' clone of Drake Industries that is kept sane by the same drug that keeps Match sane in Suicide Squad.

Tim (taking the place of Kon), is a 'successful' clone of Drake Industries that is half Janet, half Bruce. he uses TTK to supplement his powers.

Damian (taking the place of Jon), is the biological half kryptonain son of Bruce.

"Jason. You didn't have an autopsy."

"...what."

Bruce looks sick. Jason feels like he should also be sick, but he just feels not-here. His body out of alignment with the rest of him. His ears are buzzing.

"I knew how you died. Why would I have an autopsy done?"

And there goes the ground. Disappearing from under him. Bruce catches him under the arms, Jason’s face smushed against his chest. He controls the fall the best he can, but Jason's knees still crack the ground. It should hurt. It doesn't. Jason blinks and breathes and, and, what. Does what? He can hear Bruce saying his name, growing frantic as each one goes unacknowledged, and he wants to answer. He wants to get off the floor and take a hot shower and tease Bruce for his mother hen tendencies he pretends he doesn't have - but the words don't come. His lips, his whole face is numb.

Someone cut into him. Someone cracked open his ribcage and rummaged around inside.

He was - he was alive the whole time. There's no other timeframe. No space betwren death and rebirth for someone to do an sctual autopsy.

This would've been a vivisection

🤔 why do you write fic?

ask game

probably the entirety of the lawsuit tbh gjfkdhfh