So, here we are. The first official chapter of My Hero Academia: Into the Batverse. I won't lie…...I'm actually hyped about this. While I do like my other Marvel movie-like stories Fairy Tail Civil War and My Hero Academy: Age of Ultron, I find that this story will be extremely fun, especially since one of my favorite anime characters are teaming up with my favorite Hero from DC.

Now, while I will use a few elements from Into the Spiderverse, the rest will be extremely original, with some team ups that could only come from Fan Fiction. Don't expect any lemons cause this isn't that kind of story. And it won't just be the Heroes teaming up, but also the villains since a story is only good as its villains.

I will be using different versions of the Bat Family, so there will be some moments where certain members are surprised to either meet someone they thought were dead or were injured(foreshadowing anyone?) I don't expect this story to be more than fifteen chapters, then again it could over thirty, who knows. All I hope from this story is that you guys will like it and give some good reviews instead of the whole 'good chapter' and stuff.

And with that out of the way…...let's go beyond PLUS ULTRA!

"The Quirk. An abnormal change in the human gene which allows a person to use superpowers. 80% of the population have these Quirks, some more powerful than others. I was born without a Quirk, and it destroyed me, but I never gave up on my dream of being a Hero. That is….until I met my Idol All Might. He saw I had the spirit of the Hero and passed down his Quirk One for All. Now I'm attending U.A High, a school that teaches kids like me how to become Pro Heroes in the future. I'm on the path to becoming the World's #1 Hero. But then something incredible happened: and my world was changed forever. This is the story of how I met Heroes from other worlds!"

'Musutafa, morning'

*BEEP*BEEP*

A small groan escaped the mouth of a young, green haired teenager as he heard his alarm clock ringing next to him. Rubbing his eyes, the teenager tapped on his lampstand before pressing the top of his clock, stopping its buzzing. The boy pushed himself up, his plain white shirt wrinkled and a small amount of drool was in the edge of his mouth.

"Izuku! Wake up, breakfast is ready!" A female voice called out from the boy's room.

"Right….breakfast." The boy muttered before getting off of his bed and grabbing his curtains, pulling them open to allow the morning sun to brighten his bedroom. Regaining his vision, the boy smiled as he looked at the simple, yet warm city of Musutafa. The boy was Izuku Midoriya, a student at UA High, the most prestigious Hero School in the world, and the ninth Inheritor of the Quirk One for All. Though he was originally born without a Quirk, a once in a lifetime meeting with the former #1 Hero All Might had given him the chance he needed to work his way to become a Pro Hero. Ever since All Might's retirement, Izuku has working harder than he ever has in order to truly master the Quirk his idol and the ones before him had. From battling Villains at the USJ to surviving an encounter with the Hero Killer, to even getting his Provisional Hero License, Izuku has been getting a better handle of his power. Putting on his school uniform, which consists of a white button down shirt with a grey jacket over it, black pants and a red tie(which he folds halfway). Tying his red sneakers, Izuku exits his room, only to be greeted with the small of fresh pancakes. Sitting at the table was none other than his mother, Inko Midoriya. She smiled at the sight of her son while putting a plate of what looked like blueberry pancakes with a small square of butter on top onto the table.

"Good morning Honey. Did you sleep well?" Inko asked warmly as her son sat down in one of the chairs.

"Yeah. I guess I overslept huh?" Izuku said with a nervous chuckle. He took a small of his pancakes and sighed. "Blueberry pancakes, my favorite."

"Well since you're back to UA today, I thought I'd give you a goodbye breakfast." Inko said, her smile growing slightly sad. Ever since the Alliance Heights dorms were created, she couldn't have her baby boy live in their apartment anymore. The only time he could come was during the weekend and Holidays. It felt….kinda empty with him being gone, especially since her husband left to work abroad. Though she was sad, Inko was happy that Izuku was following his dreams, even if he did worry her with all the scars and what not.

"Mmmmm, thanks mom." Izuku said before cutting a pieces of his pancakes with his butter knife and picking it up with his fork, putting it in his mouth. The green haired boy couldn't help but hum in delight at the sweet taste of his mother's cooking. It might sound cliche, but he missed his mom's cooking. Giggling at his behavior, Inko drank from her cup of coffee, enjoying her son's company.

"I'm so proud that you got your License, but remember, don't abuse your gift. I don't want the police to call me and say my son was arrested for showing off." Inko slightly teased, getting a bug-eyed expression from Izuku.

"Huh? No, of course I wouldn't do that mom. Honest." Izuku said, getting another giggle from his mother, much to his embarrassment. "Y-You know, you could come visit me at Alliance Heights. I'm sure All Might and the Principal wouldn't mind."

"Thank you honey, but I know how much you love being with your friends." Inko said softly, even though she did want to see how her baby's been doing. From the way he spoke about his classmates, they were good people and she'd be more than willing to meet them.

"Oh, w-well if you change your mind just….call me." Izuku said nervously before going back to his pancakes. He looks at the clock on the wall and notices it was 7:20. Finishing his pancakes and drinking his milk, Izuku quickly stood up. "I better go. Mr. Aizawa doesn't like it when anyone's late and I have to catch the train."

"Oh, right." Inko said sadly as Izuku ran to his room to gather his school supplies. She did wish that he could've stayed a little longer, but all good things must come to an end. Getting his large yellow backpack, Izuku quickly walked to the front of the door, kneeling down to tighten his shoelaces. "I love you Izuku."

"I know mom." Izuku said with a smile before he opened the door. He looked over his shoulder to see his mom close to tears. With a sigh, he runs back and gives her a kiss on the cheek. "Love you too."

"That's a copy sweetie." Inko said with a motherly smile as Izuku leaves their apartment. Once Izuku closed the door, he quickly walked down the stairs of his apartment complex before entering the streets of Musutafa. Taking in some air from his nose, Izuku grabbed the straps of his backpack before running towards the train station. As he ran, some of his neighbors began greeting him.

"Midoriya, good morning."

"I heard you got your Provisional License. Congrats!"

"Can you show us that Quirk again?"

"Sorry, but I have to get to class!" Izuku shouted at his neighbors with a nervous chuckle before increasing his pace. While he was still the same shy boy that All Might met in that alleyway a year ago, he did develop some confidence, as evident from how he handled the praise. Considering he and his classmates were bombarded with compliments from everyone who had seen them in the Sports Festival, he had gotten used to it. During his run, Izuku noticed several posters that had some of the most famous Pro Heroes like Mount Lady, Kamui Woods, and even the more recent #1 Hero Endeavor. While the guy certainly has proven to be a strong Hero…..many thought he was a downgrade compared to someone as Heroic and Inspiring as All Might. Once he reached the Train Station, Izuku quickly walked up the stairs and waited for the 7:35 train to UA. As he waited, he overheard a conversation between two citizens.

"Endeavor, he's all talk and he doesn't even make us feel safe." One of the citizens said to his companion while looking at an article relating to Endeavor.

"I mean yeah he puts away the Villains, but he's no All Might, that's for sure." His friend said with a nod.

"If you ask me, it should've been Best Jeanist, or even Edgeshot. At least they're more Heroic, and they can bring a smile to people's faces."

Izuku slightly frowned, though he didn't look at the men. While he did think they were being a bit hard on Endeavor…...a part of him agreed. He wasn't an inspiration, at least not the kind that Heroes to Be should strive for. All Might would tell everyone to smile, even when they're facing a tough challenge. He still remembered….that day. The day it was revealed he was Quirkless.

"See that mom…." A much younger Izuku said to his mouth, pointing at a computer screen with a video of All Might saving several civilians. "There's always a smile on his face, no matter how bad things get. Even when things seem impossible, he never gives up." Izuku then turned to his mouth, tears in his eyes and a forced smile on his face. He points at the computer screen with wobbly fingers before asking a question that would utterly destroy his mother. "Do you think….I can be a Hero too?" It was too much for Inko Midoriya as she quickly pulled her son into a hug, tears running down her cheeks.

"I'm sorry Izuku. I wish things were different." Inko said in despair as tears finally ran down Izuku's cheeks.

Izuku suddenly began to blink as he felt a gust of wind hit his face. He looks ahead and sees the train arrive just in time. "Huh, why did I think about that day?" Izuku muttered to himself before he entered the train, taking a seat near the door.

Little did he know, his little vision would foreshadow something…..grander.

'Bludhaven, 11:43 PM'

Elsewhere in another dimension, nightfall has taken over the dark city of Bludhaven. Its level of crime and corruption was almost as large as the city of Gotham, perhaps even worse. However, like Gotham city…..Bludhaven had its own guardian, one that brought fear to the would be murders and rapists.

"Augh, why do we have to be the ones to watch the door? It's freezing out here." A stereotypical thug said to his companion, trying to stay warm with their brown jacket, a Break Action Shotgun in hand.

"Oh shut up John. We're getting paid to watch the door while the others get the supplies. If you're that cold, just put your hands on your ass. Helps me stay warm." The second thug said carrying a rifle in hand.

"What the hell Tom? See, this is why people don't like you. And what are they moving inside anyway?" The first thug asked, not noticing a figure jumping from rooftop to rooftop of the shipping yards.

"I think weapons, drugs. But Charlie did mention they were moving some kind of heavy tech from Central City." The second tug said, getting his friend to look at him in surprise.

"Central City? Holy shit, that place has a bunch of tech. Not as much as Metropolis, but still, I know a few guys who'd pay a lot for some stuff there." The first thug said before leaning close to his friend. "Hey…..think we can snag some of the stuff?"

"Are you crazy? No way am I risking my ass for a quick buck. The guy who wants us to deliver this crap is tough from what I hear." The second thug said with a shake of his head.

*Ding*

The two guards jumped when they heard a ding coming from the corner of a nearby warehouse. "Should I check it out?" The second thug asked, only for his friend to shake his head.

"Nah, I know this trick. My cousin in Gotham told me he did the same thing, only for the Bat to come and break his arm. No, we're staying here." The first thug said.

"Fine, but I'm gonna smoke. I'm freezing my ass off." The second thug said before taking a few steps to the left, taking out a cigarette before lighting it. He took a breath before letting out a puff of smoke, feeling his body warm up already. His friend just shook his head, looking ahead to make sure no one would come close.

*Stab*

"Ahh." The thug suddenly felt something prick the side of his neck. Rubbing it, he felt something lodged in his skin, to which he pulled it off. He looked at his hand…..only to notice a small needle on his palm. He then began to lose consciousness. "Oh son of a…" Those were the last words of the thug as he fell forward with a loud thud.

"John? John!" Tom said while dropping his cigarette, rushing to his friend's side. He grabbed him by the collar and started shaking him. "Hey man, wake up! Wake up!" Tom then noticed a shadow suddenly jumping in front of him. He was unfortunately too late as he turned around to see someone lunging towards him. "Oh shi-!"

*POW*

Tom's rifle fell on the ground as the rest of his body went limp. "Wow, you guys aren't as dumb as I thought…...almost." The attacker said before standing up, the light of the moon revealing their full body. The one who attacked John and Tom was a young, handsome man who looked to be in his late 20s with short jet black hair, blue eyes and wearing a skin tight black outfit, complete with matching gloves and boots, a blue bird-like symbol on his chest, two long sticks on his back, what looked like a gun on his right hip, and a black mask that covered his eyes. The young man was none other than Richard 'Dick' Grayson, the adoptive son of Bruce Wayne/the Batman, and the current vigilante of Bludhaven: Nightwing. He stood up, looking at the unconscious guards with a smile. "Then again, you're not the smartest apples in the tree." Looking at the warehouse the two guards were posted in, Nightwing narrowed his eyes, allowing his mask to activate its X-Ray vision feature. He noticed eleven armed hostiles, putting what looks like computers in the back of two vans. "Hmmm, stolen tech from Central City. Something tells me these aren't your normal band of crooks." Pulling out his grapple gun, Nightwing aimed it at the roof of the warehouse, firing a line. It hit the edge of the roof before Nightwing pressed the trigger once again, allowing his weapon to pull him up to the roof without too much trouble. He leaped over the edge and ran towards the open glass window on top of the roof, peeking inside. "Now who would hire a group of brainless thugs to do their dirty work: Penguin, Two Face, or Luthor? Nah, he'd probably hire a black ops squad instead." Taking out a Wing Ding, Nightwing slammed it on the lock of the window before opening it slowly, doing his best not to alert the enemies down below. His feet landed gently on the floor as he quickly snuck behind a large crate, looking at the armed men cautiously.

"Come on ladies! The boss wants this crap hauled out before Christmas, and I don't know about you, but I don't wanna piss him off!" The head leader shouted to the others from the second floor.

"We're going boss. How much are we gonna get paid for this again?" One of the armed men asked while carrying a crate into a black van.

"It don't matter. As long as I get enough to buy a ticket out of Bludhaven, I'm happy. Maybe I'll finally go to Alaska like I always wanted." Another man said, getting chuckles from his friends.

"Alaska? Nah man, I'm going to Las Vegas. You know how much I can get from those fancy banks? Plus there aren't any Masks around there." A third man said, drinking a bottle of beer.

"Whatever man. I'm not my home turf. I lost my V card here." Yet another armed man said, though he did get a few odd looks from the others.

"Too much information man, too much information."

"Yeah, I kinda agree with him." All the men in the warehouse froze at the unfamiliar voice. They all look up to see Nightwing leaning against the railing. "I'm not the kind of guy who gossips over who I dated. Then again, I never kiss and leave the next morning." Stepping back, Nightwing jumped over the railing, spinning in the air four times before eventually landing on the first floor, kneeling down like his adoptive father.

"Oh shit, it's Nightwing!"

"Stay down freak!" The armed men aimed their weapons at the vigilante, surrounding him and forcing him to raise his hands in 'surrender.'

"What are we waiting for? Let's kill the bastard!"

"No, let's taking him to the Penguin. He's got a high bounty on him."

"Screw the Penguin! I want his gear."

"Gentlemen, please. No need to fight over me." Nightwing said, slowly standing up with a smirk. "There's plenty of me to go around." Faster than they could see, Nightwing pulled out a small detonator from his sleeve before pressing it.

*BOOM*

The lights to the warehouse suddenly exploded, covering the entire building in darkness. "SHOOT HIM!" The armed men then began firing a barrage of bullets on Nightwing's position, hoping to end his life. Unfortunately, the momentary distraction allowed Nightwing to sneak towards one of the armed men, grabbing his rifle before slamming it against the man's face and throwing him to the ground. He then rushed towards another armed man, kicking him in the right knee. He howled in pain before Nightwing put his hand on his face, shoving him hard on the ground. Thanks to the small flashes from the guns, the other men were able to see Nightwing's figure in the darkness.

"THERE HE IS!" Three men aimed their weapons at Nightwing. However, he reached into his belt and pulled out three Wing Dings, bird-like shurikens that paid homage to the Batarang. Turning around, Nightwing threw the Wing Dings with precious aim, hitting the barrels of the weapons and jamming them before they could shoot him. Reaching behind his back, Nightwing brought out his two Escrima Sticks, two glowing blue lines emanating near the tip. With a smirk, Nightwing ran to the shocked men, who were still trying to remove the Wing Dings from their guns. Nightwing smacked one of their guns down before striking them hard on the face with his other stick, knocking them out cold. Spinning to the other two men, Nightwing threw one of his Escrima, hitting one of the armed men before it ricocheted off their face, hitting the other armed man before it returned to Nightwing's grasp.

"Come here Nightfreak!" The backup lights of the warehouse turned on, revealing three more armed men, each holding various weapons: a machete, a metal bat and a knife.

"Really, Nightfreak? That's the best insult you have? I've heard better ones from Harley Quinn. Then again, she's smarter than any of you." Nightwing taunted, slightly satisfied with the angry expressions of the men in front of him. Twirling his Escrima Stick, Nightwing gestured for the men to 'come at him.' It looked like his taunt worked as the man with the machete rushed at him angrily, raising his weapon to slash him. Just as the man swung the machete, Nightwing blocked it with his left Escrima Stick while using the other to strike the man's leg, causing him to fall on one knee before Nightwing spun and delivered a roundhouse kick, hitting him square in the face. The second man with a knife rushed in and began swinging his knife, though thanks to his years of training, Nightwing was able to move his body back with little effort.

"Hold…..still….FREAK!" The man said with clear irritation of his voice. All Nightwing did was smile as he grabbed the man's arm, twisting it with enough force to cause him to release his weapon. Spinning his Escrima Sticks, Nightwing pressed the tips of his weapons on the man's stomach, activating its shock feature.

*ZAP*

"AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHH!" The man screamed in pure agony as he felt thousands of volts course through his entire body, causing him to fall backwards.

"I got ya!" The third thug ran behind Nightwing, hoping to catch him by surprise. However, Nightwing anticipated this and dodged under the metal bat before tripping the man, causing him to hit the floor with a loud thud.

"Nice try." Was all Nightwing said before he jabbed the man in the stomach, causing his Escrima Stick to blast electricity into his body, knocking him out.

"Screw him, let's get the hell out of here!" The remaining three men quickly began to run towards the two vans. Seeing this, Nightwing took out two Wing Dings before tossing them to the right van, striking one of the wheels as it deflates. "Son of a bitch!" The driver of the van opened the door before pulling out an M16 assault rifle, aiming it at Nightwing.

"That looks dangerous." Nightwing said rhetorically before pulling out the Batclaw, a much larger version of the grapple gun, only it had one large claw with three fingers on it. Aiming it carefully, Nightwing pulled the trigger, launching the claw forward before it grabbed onto the man's gun. With a strong tug, Nightwing pulled the armed man close, extending his right arm and slamming it on the man's neck, knocking him out.

"Die Nightwing!" The remaining two guards got inside the left van, with the man in the passenger's seat aiming his AR-15 assault rifle at the vigilante. Thinking fast, Nightwing quickly rolled to a nearby crate as the man began to fire on him. Looking at his right arm, Nightwing pulled back on his sleeve, loading a small dart inside his Wrist Launcher. Waiting for the right time, Nightwing aimed his launcher at the bottom of the van before firing the dark, striking the lower right wheel, allowing it beep quietly while flashing a very small blue light.

"Screw him, let's go!" The driver of the van shouted before slamming on the gas, allowing the van to drive forward and crash through the closed garage door. Once the van left, Nightwing stood up, putting his Escrima Sticks on his back.

"It's cute when they think they got away." Nightwing said while shaking his head in amusement. Hearing a small groan behind him, Nightwing turned around to see the leader of the men slowly crawling towards the exit. Somewhat amused, Nightwing began to walk to the man, who was close to grabbing a nearby handgun. "Sorry, but we need to talk." Walking in front of him, Nightwing kicked the gun away from the man before grabbing him by the collar, lifting him on his feet.

"Piss off you bastard." The leader said with a deep glare, though Nightwing seemed to ignore him as he dragged him against a pipe on the wall. Reaching into his utility belt, Nightwing pulled out a pair of handcuffs before attaching one to the leader's left arm and the other on the pipe. The leader looked at the pipe before pulling on it, though it did nothing. "Hey! What the hell is this?!"

"Just a little insurance policy. Don't want you to run off when I have some questions." Nightwing said before kneeling in front of the man. "Now, you're gonna tell me who hired you, okay?"

"You really wanna know?" The leader said while looking at Nightwing. He smirked before continuing. "Find, it was Gandhi." Nightwing started at him for a few seconds before he started to chuckle, with the leader joining him.

"Hehehehe, that was actually kind of funny." Nightwing said before he grabbed the man's right hand, his thumb on his pinky.

*Snap*

"Ahh!" The leader screamed as Nightwing applied pressure on his pinky, snapping it effortlessly.

"It's not hard to break a finger. Now, you've got nine more chances to tell me who hired you." Nightwing said before putting his fingers on the leader's thumb. Hearing no response, Nightwing let out a sigh before he snapped the leader's thumb, causing him to groan in pain. "Now are you ready to talk?"

"Fine! Fine." The leader said with a growl. "We were hired by a big shot assassin. He wanted to get some materials from Central City, Coast City, hell even Metropolis to a hidden location here in Bludhaven."

"Who hired you?" Nightwing asked with narrowed eyes.

"...It was Deathstroke." Under his eyes mask, Nightwing's eyes widened a bit at the mention of his arch nemesis.

"What?"

"Deathstroke hired us to move the stuff. It was better to hire thugs who were desperate for money than his little assassin squad." The leader said before spitting to the side. "But I think he was working for someone else because I overheard him talk about some project on the phone."

"And what is this project?" Nightwing asked before grabbing the leader's index finger.

"I don't know! He never told us what kind of shit he's making. All he said was that we were gonna get paid big money moving this crap. The only thing I know is that this project is supposed to be done by tomorrow night." The leader said while trying to shake himself free. "That's all I know, I swear." The black and blue Hero looked at the leader for a few moments before releasing the man, giving him a smile.

"Okay, I believe you." Nightwing said…...before punching the man in the face, effectively knocking him out. "Don't worry, I'll make sure the police get here so you and your friends won't stay forever." As Nightwing began to type on his wrist communicator, he glanced at the van. 'Who hired you this time Slade?'

'Unknown location, later that night'

"Move it. We've got more where this came from." A deep voice echoed through an abandoned building somewhere North of Bludhaven. The speaker was a tall, muscular man in his late 50s wearing a black body armor suit with multiple weapons strapped on his body, long black gloves with three orange lines on each one, an assault rifle and sword strapped on his back, and a helmet, half black and half orange on his head. This was Slade Wilson, also known as Deathstroke, one of the most dangerous assassins in the world. His arms were crossed as he watched several men carrying large boxes of unknown materials to the center of the room, where what looks to be some kind of incomplete warp gate stood. Taking out his phone, Deathstroke looked at the time and under his helmet, he frowned. It was 3:33 AM, and the last two vans haven't arrived.

"Sir, shouldn't the southern van have come?" One of the men asked Deathstroke. As if on cue, the large garage doors to the building opened up, revealing the same van that Nightwing had attacked earlier this evening. The van pulled up close before the driver turned of the ignition, allowing the two men from before to exit the vehicle. Deathstroke noticed them and began to walk downstairs to confront them.

"Where the hell were you two, and where's the other van?" One of Deathstroke's men asked the two men.

"We were getting the stuff when that bastard Nightwing showed up. He took down Reggie and the others, we had to get out of there." One of the remaining two men answered with a hint of anger in his voice.

"And he just let you get away?" The two men froze when they turned around, only to see Deathstroke walking up to them, his left eye glaring at them.

"He was gonna stop us, but I shot at him, and he hid like a bitch." The second man said, though Deathstroke stared at him skeptically. The armed male walked past the two men, pacing around their van while taking in every detail. However, once he reached the right side of the vehicle, he noticed what looked like a small blue light flashing on the bottom. Kneeling down, Deathstroke looked under the van, only to find Nightwing's dart impaled in the metal. Pulling it off, Deathstroke stood up and showed the two men the dart, making them freeze up.

"Do you know what this is?" Deathstroke asked with a serious tone.

"Ummm, a….needle?"

"Yes, and do you know WHY it's blinking?" Hearing no answer from the men, Deathstroke crushed the dart with his hand. "Because it's a TRACKING DART, which means Nightwing knows where we are."

"W-We didn't know boss, I s-swear!" The men began begging for mercy from the one eyed, who looked at the van for a few moments…...before drawing his 9MM handgun, aiming it at the two men. "WA-"

*BANG, BANG*

Two gunshots rang through the building, followed by the sound of bodies dropping. Everyone stopped what they were doing and turned around to see the two men who brought one of the last vans dead on the ground, a bullet hole in each of their heads. Deathstroke looked at the dead men before twirling his gun and holstering it, turning his head to the others. "Get back to work." He commanded, to which the men obeyed as they returned to their duties.

"Is there a problem, Slade Wilson?" A deep voice called out from the shadows, to which Deathstroke shook his head.

"I know one of the Heroes would try something like this, so I had a boat smuggle them in the Bludhaven ports last night. We're right on schedule Grodd." Deathstroke said while leaning against a nearby metal beam. Large footsteps echoed through the building as a very large figure walked out of the shadows. The one Deathstroke spoke to wasn't human, far from it in fact. It was…...an ape, a very large age with black fur, some kind of silver chest armor and a spiked helmet on its head. The ape walked towards Deathstroke on two feet, letting out heavy breaths from its nose. "Do you really think you can make a portal to other dimensions just like that?"

"Do not underestimate my knowledge. I will create a way for us to recruit others into our cause, and with our combined strength, we shall destroy the Justice League, and anyone else that stands in our way." Gorilla Grodd said while glancing at the incomplete warp gate with a smirk.

"But I'm still getting paid for this, right? I don't work for free Grodd, and the tech we brought isn't cheap." Deathstroke reminded as Grodd put a hand on his shoulder.

"I haven't forgotten your money Wilson. But if you can help me find new recruits, I will ensure that you have wealth far beyond anything you've ever thought of." Grodd said, getting a slight nod from Deathstroke.

"But we still have Nightwing to worry about. If he knows where we are, then he'll bring others, and this whole operation would've been for nothing." Deathstroke said. Much to his interest, Grodd chuckled.

"Hehehe, I wouldn't worry about him. I've taken…..some precautions." Grodd said before glancing at the right, more specifically at a large glass tank with some unknown substance. "You'll get your money, and I will be the next king of this world. Not Luthor, not Al Ghul, ME!"

"Mmmmm, whatever you say Grodd. Whatever you say." Both Deathstroke and Grodd looked at the construction of the Warp Gate, not knowing of the role it will play in the near future.

DUN, DUN, DUN! The first official chapter of Into the Batverse and….it kinda sucks if I'm being honest. Lol, just kidding. But I did want to step up how the story will go, at least until I watch Into the Spiderverse(I'm seeing it tomorrow, Sunday the 16th.)

Now the most obvious question to this story is when in the My Hero Academia is this story taking place. It will take place after season 3 of the anime, which is after the Provisional Hero License arc rather than the Cultural Festival arc. That means that Izuku and most of class 1-A will be able to use their Quirks freely(except Bakugo and Todoroki for obvious reasons).

Now I know this isn't needed, but I thought if I gave you guys are idea of what the voices for the DC characters in this story would be like, these would be it.

Nightwing/Dick Grayson: Scott Porter(his voice from Arkham Knight)

Deathstroke/Slade Wilson: Liev Schreiber(the voice of Kingpin in Into the Spiderverse)

Gorilla Grodd: Charles Halford(his voice actor for Injustice 2)

Hopefully this chapter gave you guys something to look forward to since…..the initial dimension jumping will happen VERY SOON.

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