Part 1 of Series: Only a Universe Between us - A CrossOver Series

Part 2: You Complete Us (Deadpool/Harley Quinn)

Part 3: Just the Scent of You (Wolverine/Catwoman

(Stories overlap one another - and do follow that order.)

It's times like these I often wonder what a normal 20-something year old woman would be doing on a Friday night. Going to the movies with her girlfriends? Staying in and watching Netflix and stuffing her face with pizza and beer? Or maybe they are wiping bugs from their eyes and avoiding bird strikes left and right as they fly through the air, chasing an intergalactic evil doer. Oh that last part? Yeah, that is what I'm currently doing. Sorry, I've never been good at introductions, let me start from the beginning…or rather, I'll briefly get you up to speed…no pun intended.

The people of Earth call me Supergirl. You may know my cousin, Superman? Well, our birth given names are Kara Zor-El and Kal-El, both born to the House of El on the planet of Krypton. We were both sent to Earth by our parents to survive our planet's destruction. Kal was sent to Earth as a baby and I was sent after him to watch over him at the ripe age of 15. Well, my pod was thrown off course and by the time I actually did land on Earth, Kal had already grown into a full, farm bred man and was already donning the tights and the name of Superman. My pod crash landed in Gotham Harbor and I spent the first night wandering around buck naked…yeah, you heard me; how utterly embarrassing now that I know that public nudity is, well, frowned upon on Earth. Not only that, but at that time, I also didn't know that Earth's sun gave me…powers; so there I was naked, awkwardly floating everywhere, and laser cutting nearly everything in sight with my fiery eye beams. It was…terrifying, to say the least.

Enter: tall, dark and grumpy, otherwise known as Batman. I guess I should be thankful that he saved me from killing everyone and making more of an ass of myself than I already had, but I would NEVER say that to his face. He didn't trust me the very moment his eyes landed on me…and I was even naked! If it had not been for Kal,he actually would have done experiments on me. He seems to think to this day that I am more dangerous than Kal will ever be and for that, he still doesn't trust me. Here we are, almost ten years later, countless lives saved(by me personally) and I still haven't worked into his favor. Needless to say, Batman and I don't like each other, scratch that, we HATE each other.

This thought resurfaced in my thoughts as I whizzed by the Gothic letterings of the Gotham City sign. I rolled my eyes to myself, still giving winged chase to this guy; what was his deal anyway? I continued to weave through skyscrapers, following his every move, slowly starting to actually gain on him.

"What's the matter? Flying muscles out of shape?" I taunted as my hands out stretched until I could feel the heels of his boots on my fingertips and then, suddenly, his form dropped towards the ground.

It all happened so fast, I nearly collided with an oncoming building as I quickly averted my direction to float downward. As my boots met pavement, I spotted the man running into a nearby alleyway and I super sped to the entrance before slowly walking towards him, giving him time to let it sink in that he ran himself into a dead end. The man turned around and stared at me, spreading a cocky grin over his face. Okay, was now really the time to feel cocky? As I got closer, I realized there was nothing seemingly alien about this man at all, at least not on the surface. I couldn't say much, considering I could pass for any number of regular human types any given day of the week.

"What ya gonna do, Supergirl? Punch me? I'm sure you hit…like a girl." The man spat at me. I couldn't help it, I actually laughed, which didn't seem to be well received from my wise cracking assailant.

"What's your deal? Did you lure me into this alleyway with the sole intentions of provoking me to hit you?" I asked with all seriousness.

He looked perplexed and I could tell my response was not what he was expecting. Then the man tried to run past me, I kid you not. My arm quickly shot out, grabbing the man by his jacket. I slowly lifted him off the ground above me and firmly planted him against the brick wall of the alleyway.

"You're going to answer two questions for me. One: What did you steal when you were in Metropolis? Two: How were you flying?" I asked, tightening my fist around the jacket held firmly in my grip.

All I had to do was jerk my arm and this man's neck would easily break. This was an ongoing battle that Kal and I faced each and every day, which, honestly, made us superheroes right there. The man began to laugh and not just a chuckle, but a laugh that rose from the pit of his stomach. I arched a single blonde eyebrow before slowly moving my hand closer to his throat, listening to the laugh slowly beginning to die out.

"I swear I didn't steal anything!" He suddenly shrieked out as I used my x-ray vision to survey the contents of his pockets, narrowing my eyes at a syringe that I immediately grabbed from his inner jacket pocket.

"Lie number one. What was in this?" I urged, as my hand ever so slowly started to grip tighter and ever closer to the man's throat, not intending to actually harm him, but a little scare never hurt anyone, right?

"I'm diabetic!" Alright, now I was losing my patience as I lightly pulled the man forward and then slammed him against the wall, displaying the syringe right at eye level before the ever increasingly irritating man.

"Lie number two." The man's eyes grew wide as saucers as I furrowed my brows, awaiting his inevitable answer before his entire expression changed. There he went again…back to Mr. Cocky.

"I'm not telling you a goddamn thing, alien, and you won't do a GODDAMN THING ABOUT IT!" The man yelled as he actually spat in my face this time. Anger began to well up from the tips of my toes all the way up to my shoulder blades when I heard a faint sound of boots hitting the pavement behind me.

I'd recognize those ninja- like moves anywhere…

"Oh but I will…" the dark figure said behind me as I saw a sudden stain form at the front of the man's pants, which made me immediately drop him in disgust.

"Oh gross!" I blurted out, taking a step back. The shadow wasted no time in shoving past me to pick up the man by his throat before slamming him against the same brick wall I myself had him pressed against and the man could only stare as he began to stammer.

"Bat…Bat…" The Bat grew impatient as he slammed the man against the brick wall yet again, which made me wince; he was always the unorthodox type, that's for sure.

"Answer the questions!" He bellowed as the man began to stammer once more.

"I-I didn't steal nothin'! The boss gave us this juice that I don't know-, they said it'd react differently to all of us. It made me fly! But we didn't have time to steal the money, because Blondie over there showed up!" The Bat idly glanced at me over his shoulder before returning to "Detective Mode" with the idiot.

"Who is your boss?" The Bat questioned, sliding the man even further up the brick wall. Good Lord, for not having super strength, he was acting like this man weighed no more than a feather!

"Gi-Gigante…but I didn't get a first name; that's all I got!" A low growl escaped the Bat's throat as he pinched a certain area around the man's shoulder blades that made him fall unconscious before he dropped down to the ground like a sack of flour.

"I had that handled you know…," I said, crossing my arms over my chest, the wind ever so slightly picking up my cape to make my stance all the more heroic. He turned to look at me, his eyes falling to the red of my boots before rising up to the blonde of my hair with a smirk.

"Clearly. You have a reputation to maintain…you're welcome." This man just always seemed to know how to get right under my skin, and the worst part was, he flat out knew he was a permanent boil, forever just festering and irritating the hell out of me. Before I even had a chance to retort to his banter, he was speaking again in that gravelly, deep, and menacing voice…his Bat voice.

"Aren't your colors a little, bright…for Gotham?" He asked me, both of our capes idly flapping in the breeze as we stared at one another, his height leaving him towering over me much like Kal's always did. I scoffed before moving my hands to either of my hips and shifting my weight to one side.

"Tell that to the clown…" As quick as a viper always at the ready to strike, he ends my sentence for me.

"…who is a villain. I always knew you were evil." The grin that he gave me just then was so smug it could have curled the paint off the walls and caught fire. I could feel that same heat and rage rising from my toes again as I watched him begin to remove the grappling hook from his utility belt. Seriously, where does he keep all those gadgets; there's like, what, six pockets on that belt?

"Tell 'Superman' he owes me a hundred bucks." He told me, not bothering to make eye contact with me as I stared on at him in disbelief.

"Are you serious…for what?" I asked, seeing those blue eyes surrounded by smudges of black peering back up at me with a smirk playing across his features.

"Poker. He lost." My mouth dropped open, not even believing the words I was hearing from the rich playboy's mouth. Yeah I've known who 'ol Batsy truly was for a long time now.

"Aren't you a millionaire?!" I questioned as Batman's arm moved vertically, prepping to launch his grappling hook.

"Billionaire actually, but a bet's a bet. Fly back to Metropolis Lil' 'S'. I can handle Gigante," he remarked as the grappling hook launched and his form disappeared into the night with a light whoosh. Sure, I could have flown after him and caught up with him easily, I mean, after all, he's only human, right? A human that always had one hell of an exit. I'd let him have that one, just don't tell anyone.