A fic written for Kat-ton as a part of the Batfamily Reverse Big Bang. The amazing art, which inspired this fic you can find here: (slash) Oh1cjwE

WARNINGS: Implied rape. Swearing. Nakedness. Non-con touching.

He giggled as he finished tightening the last screw. A high pitched sound, that made him sound like a crazy maniac. Finally, after months of hard work it was ready. He tossed a screwdriver into the toolbox and stood up, taking a few steps to admire his creation.

Hooked to the laptop and a few industrial strength power generators were two pillars placed a few feet apart of each other. Along the side facing the other pillar, between the spirals of metallic wire wrapped around the entire length, were placed small emitters.

He rubbed his hands together gleefully. Finally he will prove his theory to those fools at the university. He will became famous and nobody will make fun of him ever again.

He went to the laptop and turned it on. Then decided to check everything over again, just in case. He wasn't some mad scientist after all. Just a humble, responsible professor at Gotham University.

He circled three times around the generators and pillars, making sure all parts and cables were in place. After that, he took a look around for anything, that could interfere with his experiment.

It took him a long time to find a suitable place. One with large enough space for the construction to not interfere with the equipment, remotely away from any citizens and genuinely haunted.

Yes, haunted.

If his theory was correct, then opening a portal should make a communication with the dead possible. He was laughed at in his science circle for this idea. But if superheroes had a few encounters with the dead, back alive or otherwise, then why simple people shouldn't have the same opportunity?

So his desire to prove his research valid led him to this warehouse, where he painstakingly slowly put together his portal machine. And now it was ready.

Happily, he skipped to his laptop and ran various programs. He waited for them to load, checked everything again and hit the switch.

The buzzing filled the air as electricity gathered around the pillars. Little lightnings started jumping from one pillar to another. He checked the readouts and increased the power carefully to the point where the pillars were connected by the wall of energy. It slowly started to take a roundish shape in the middle, gained more depth. He held his breath in excitement. It was working!

Then there was a squeak, a yowl and a rat followed by a black cat ran straight between the pillars.

"No!" he wailed.

The generators overloaded, shooting sparks, before the safety measures kicked in and shut them off. The beginnings of portal shrunk into a small ball of light and then exploded in a flash of blinding light.

He blinked the spots in his vision and looked at his machine. There was a smoke coming from the pillars, the wire completely black and useless. He fell to his knees. He was so close. So close. Stupid rat.

He sighed in defeat. It will take him years to gather enough material, to string another wire. Oh, well. At least nobody was around to see his failure. And suffer the aftereffects of the shockwave, if there were any. He wasn't really sure, but he felt fine, so that counted for something.

He sighed again and started packing.

Little did the professor know, that the warehouse he was in wasn't haunted. The one next to it was, though. The rumored appearances of ghosts and demons increased to the point, that Batman started to look into it, his sons soon following. It didn't take them long to discover it was quite a serious matter and called in an expert.

The night professor tested his machine, John Constantine was performing a cleansing spell.

A spell, which went horribly wrong as it mixed with the shockwave.