Chapter 3

Tsuki Miki ran towards the bathroom, unable to hold it in any longer. It was there that he heard Astro-Star flying towards the cave. He couldn't stop vomiting. He heard more than one footstep; it was someone else...

- Tsuki Miki. – It was Dick, who had his hands on her shoulders.

After Tsuki Miki finished vomiting in the toilet, he turned around.

"You've been drinking," said Astro-Star. "All week."

"Are you still thinking about traveling?" – It was a strange question asked by the Man of Steel.

"It's not the end of the month yet," Tsuki Miki said. "But I'm not feeling well," she added. "Something in the drink," Tsuki Miki said.

"A hangover, at best, isn't really a bad thing," said Astro-Star. "But that's no reason to worry about it."

"Do you intend to kill yourself from drinking so much?" Artemis asked, appearing beside them.

"What do you want here?" he asked, wiping his mouth with toilet paper and standing up. He was wearing only brown pyjama's.

"I left the Warriors, go away!" Tsuki Miki said, staggering.

"I'm no longer useful to the Warriors Society of Heroes," Tsuki Miki said. "I'm out."

"We thought you knew," said Astro-Star, accompanying him around the cave.

"That was shown in every city," said Tsuki Miki.

Some lights were out, and the computer screen was flickering; there was little lighting, and the cave and the mansion were in semi-darkness.

Tsuki Miki slumped towards the chair away from the computer on a corner table, his head aching, he was a mess, there was a large travel backpack packed in the corner, his temple was throbbing.

- God... – Tsuki Miki said. - Crap.

He had to go to the company right away, waiting for some demons to start acting as mediators and representatives, both for bets and as messengers of Darkness.

All the demons, some of them former enemies and henchmen, were conspiring to bring them together, but no matter how much Tsuki said she wasn't interested, it had no effect.

On another day, when he was approached at his mansion.

During a visit from his former associates at the Warriors Society.

"I would say yes, Tsuki Miki," said Artemis.

Tsuki Miki looked at himself in the mirror, deep dark circles under his eyes. Luckily, Gerard was traveling; he wouldn't see him, with his beard needing a shave and his hair dishevelled.

Anyone who tried to lure Dark-Dragon out of his cave would have had a field day in Gotham, but apparently, no one could drag him out of his lair.

"I'm tired," said Tsuki Miki.

"We're having problems," Artemis said.

"You can have all the problems you want, but I'm leaving the Warriors," said Tsuki Miki.

"I trained you, Dick, enough to succeed me," said Tsuki Miki.

"I'm not going to help," said Tsuki Miki.

"There's another Dark-Dragon doing the job," said Tsuki Miki.

"But not even a word of advice?" Astro-Star asked.

Tsuki Miki looked towards the Astro-Star.

"No," he said.

"I want to be left alone," said Tsuki Miki.

"There are so many heroes and vigilantes in Gotham," said Tsuki Miki.

"I trained most, if not all, of them," Tsuki Miki said. "You'll figure out what to do eventually."

They looked at each other and left the cave.

Tsuki Miki stared towards a computer, he waited a few minutes, then, when he waited until no one returned, that's when he turned on a computer, which then displayed several screens, each showing one of the heroes from the cities.

- Idiots. – Said Tsuki Miki.

"Fools," he said.

Within the first week that followed, almost at the end of Friday, all the heroes are included, two centuries before the current events, heroes from each superhero city, will be able to kill seven innocents, from the first to the last, the one they kill must be an innocent without sin.

Everyone there was on edge , constantly irritated, and there was a clock ticking away the time.

Heroes, gods, villains, and everyone there saw and heard what the gods said.

"Interesting," said Luther . "I couldn't have done better."

In a bar full of villains...

Lutheran was sitting there at a table, with poker cards and smoking a cigar.

Lutheran looked around, realizing they wanted heroes to kill, and who was he to not help, to turn Astro-Star into a villain.

"I bet Astro-Star will succumb," he said.

Joker and some villains gathered around a round table, chatting and playing poker, surrounded by smokers and underworld villains.

"I bet I can get Dark-Dragon to kill," said the clown prince of crime.

"The hero is the one who benefits from this, not us," said Mr. Freeze, "besides killing for money."

"I don't see Dark-Dragon killing people around here, not even for money," said Mr. Freeze.

"Actually, I only see a Dark-Dragon, but I don't know if this is the original," said Penguin.

"Even if he needed to," said Penguin.

"But did you notice something, Joker ?" Poison Ivy asked.

"What, darling?" the clown asked.

"We haven't seen him for weeks," said the green woman.

"You, like all of us, know that what we have here isn't the original," Poison said.

"And you know he doesn't kill," said Crocodile.

"But we don't know about this new one," said Riddler.

"He had thousands of opportunities to kill you and he didn't, and it was free," said Penguin. "Why would he kill an innocent person, even now, for money?"

"Power corrupts, doesn't it?" asked the Riddler. "And greed makes you do crazy things."

"We can play around a bit, make them angry enough to cause a complication and drive them crazy to the point of killing and taking it out on an innocent person," said the Riddler.

"Does murder by mistake count?" Riddler asked.

"Come on, let's see who the biggest lunatic is, the one who caused so much chaos that they drove them insane. That would be you," said the Riddler.

"Since we're not doing anything," said Riddler. "Why not?" asked Nygma.

"You wouldn't do it for money?" he said. "Did you see that amount?" Two-Face asked. "It's 700 billion dollars and 30 gold bars," he said. "That would make anyone greedy," he added.

"What would we gain from him killing?" Joker asked. "Besides, of course, seeing him kill an innocent person," he said. "Come on, folks, let's watch the circus burn down."

"He could split the money with us if we found the victim," Nygma proposed.

"Since when would any hero share money with us?" Crocodile asked.

"Why not?" Nygma asked.

"Because if someone kills an innocent person, since when would they care about not killing us?" Harley Queen asked, appearing.