[British and American] Jason Wayne's Struggle

How does it feel to know that Jason is restored to his skinny 12-year-old body, falls to the autumn of 2003 after The Flash changed the timeline, and looks up to find that only Gotham's gray sky has not changed?

The child uttered a swear word beginning with the word F, and for a moment I sincerely thought that the world should be destroyed.

Stop! He is Jason Todd, the man who wants to change Gotham. The above is synonymous with giving up. It is only an idea to think about, but it is not necessary to actually implement it.

The only thing that Jason was thankful for was that even without a weapon, he could still use his Great Caste Blade. Although with the little magic power in his body that he had never practiced, let alone using a big move, he could only pull out the knife to show off for three minutes. If he had to engage in actual combat, it would be good if he could last 3 seconds.

He was obviously a tough guy who opened portals continuously during the New York battle and fought the Chitauri army for more than two hours without leaving the front line. Suddenly he became a man of 30 seconds, which is simply unbearable.

Jason sighed repeatedly and got up. He heard the crying of girls from next door. When Jason heard it, he knew that it was Old Yak who was using violence to force the girls to sell themselves.

In Jason's timeline, the old man had his head torn off by Killer Croc when he was ten years old. What's going on now?

The young man frowned slightly, opened the window, tiptoed on the railing and walked a few steps steadily, then he arrived at the next room, just in time to see Old Jack tearing off a girl's clothes.

Jason recognized the girl. Her name was Yana and she was his neighbor when he was a child.

The young boy landed on the ground lithely, picked up the ashtray on the coffee table next to him, weighed it, nodded, walked over and knocked old Jack down with a bang, but the child's strength was limited, and old Jack was obviously not knocked unconscious. Jason quickly picked up the folding stool next to him and smashed it on him.

Finally, Old Jack fainted, and Jason breathed a sigh of relief.

If this guy doesn't faint, he will use the Blade of the Great Caste.

He looked at Yana, who was staring at him blankly with her eyes wide open, thought for a moment, and gave her a friendly smile.

"Are you ok?"

The girl knelt on the ground, pursed her lips and shook her head, tears falling down her face. She picked up the clothes scattered on the ground and wiped her face roughly.

"When you hit him, he must have recognized you. What should I do? He will definitely take revenge on you later."

Jason said "oh", picked up a fruit knife from the table, and cut Old Jack's carotid artery, and blood spurted out for a long distance.

He calmly replied: "This way I can't take revenge on anyone."

There was no way. Since Killer Croc didn't come to kill Old Jack, Jason had to do it himself.

Yana was stunned.

Anyway, Jason kindly planned to send Yana to Dr. Leslie's clinic for the second time. After all, she had spots on her body, and it seemed that she was infected with the disease and needed timely treatment.

On the way to the clinic with Yana, Jason gave himself a thumbs up. He gave himself a temporary physical examination. His skin was dull, his hair was yellow, his eyes were big and bright, and he was skinny. He was obviously 12 years old but looked no more than 10 years old. He was obviously malnourished, but generally healthy.

Even though he was wearing a second-hand shirt bought from the dollar store that he was most familiar with in his childhood, it was generally clean, which showed that even in a different world, he still protected himself well in the chaotic environment.

As expected of me.

However, what he didn't expect was that he didn't find Dr. Leslie's clinic here, but instead saw a church there.

A beautiful nun came out. She looked at Jason and whispered, "Jay, what are you doing here? Are you hurt again?"

Jason was stunned.

Andrea...

He searched through his mind and found his memories with the other person. This girl was Andrea Martha Sionis, the illegitimate daughter of Black Mask, but she and Black Mask seemed to have a good relationship, so Black Mask arranged for someone to protect her and let her live a peaceful life here. She had good medical skills and often helped people around her.

It is worth mentioning that she has a very good relationship with Jason. She often takes Jason to pray, gives him food and medicine, and wants to adopt Jason and train him to be a priest like her. Her father Black Mask occasionally comes here and has met Jason several times. He seems to be very optimistic about Jason and wants to bring this bold and black-hearted young man under his command.

The most important thing is that the Jason in this world had originally wanted to accept their invitation. That is to say, if Jason had not come here, the Jason in this timeline might very well have become a tough priest who could send others to see God through physical means.

Jason opened his mouth and called out a little dryly: "Sister Martha, my friend is sick and she may need help. I have no choice but to come to you."

Andrea took a look at Yana and immediately realized that she was a virgin. A hint of pity flashed in her eyes, and she stepped forward and hugged Yana's shoulders.

"Poor child, come here. My father just recently sent a batch of new medicine. I can cure you."

They walked into the church together, and Andrea took Yana for examination and diagnosis, while Jason sat in the church, looking at the statue of Jesus under the dome.

After a while, Andrea came over. She sat next to Jason and gently stroked the boy's fluffy hair: "You didn't come to pray yesterday. I was a little worried about you."

Jason turned his head to look at her and found that she looked gentler and calmer than he remembered. There were fine lines at the corners of her eyes, but she was still very beautiful.

He lowered his eyes and suddenly leaned on her shoulder.

"I miss you so much, Sister Martha."

Andrea was stunned for a moment, then she hugged Jason gently, with surprise in her voice.

"I've been looking forward to the day when you're willing to call me sister, dear little Jay."

Jason snuggled into Andrea's shoulder, feeling extremely safe.

She was the first person who treated Jason well without asking for anything in return since he came into the world, and the first person who gave him hope. It was great to see her alive.

However, at this moment, several more fragments flashed through Jason's mind.

That's when the homeless boy Jason saw some news when he passed by a street fast food restaurant.

Atlantis flooded Western Europe, causing the deaths of at least 3200 million people, while the Amazons invaded other countries and massacred at least million people. Most importantly, the Amazons and Atlanteans didn't know what was going on. They regarded each other as mortal enemies, used Europe as a battlefield, and fought each other upside down.

The only European country that has not fallen yet is Latveria, which is guarded by Doctor Doom. He has reached a cooperation with Luthor and uses the border of Latveria as a resistance line.

Wait, what are Wonder Woman and Aquaman doing? Why are they suddenly villains?

Doctor Doom and Luthor become the heroes to resist those two metahumans?

Magneto and Professor X joined forces and originally wanted to lead the mutants to resist Amazon and Atlantis, but Hydra suddenly took over S.H.I.E.L.D.'s aerospace battleship and bombarded the ground, resulting in the tragic deaths of a large number of mutants?

And the leaders of Hydra are actually Hydra Captain Steve Rogers and Iron Man Tony Stark? They are mortal enemies with mutants?

Excuse me? Didn't they just have a friendly fight in New York? What's wrong with this world!

hiss!

Jason covered his head and pressed his index finger against his temple. Andrea looked at him worriedly.

"Jay? What's wrong with you? Are you feeling unwell?"

Jason quickly shook his head: "Imfine! Imcool! Imgood!"

Jason said goodbye to Andrea, left the church on the pretext of having something to do, and immediately began looking for the Batmobile.

He now had to connect with the Bruce of this world and tell him how wrong this world was and that he needed Batman's help! No matter how painful it was when the batarang cut his throat, he really didn't dare to think of escaping Batman now.

Anyway, go steal a car tire to calm down!

Jason took a wrench and found the Batmobile near a theater, and went up to remove the tire.

It’s no wonder that after so many years, his skills in removing tires are still so superb.

Just then, someone tapped Jason's shoulder with a finger.

Jason was startled, his instincts screaming danger, his hair standing on end, he subconsciously jumped far away, turned around, and saw a blonde, pale-skinned woman in a women's suit grinning at him with her red lips.

"What are you doing here, baby?"

Jason's pupils contracted.

He recognized the lady; he had seen her countless times in paintings on the hallway walls when he was still at Wayne Manor.

Martha Wayne.

Technically, she was his grandmother.

Jason replied dryly, "I-I'm removing the tire, ma'am."

"Baby, you are stealing, which is wrong, but you stole his tire, so I still want to praise you."

The lady walked up and traced Jason's face with her sharp nails, and then for some reason, she started asking Jason how he managed to remove the tires from the Batmobile, and Jason actually answered.

Then... the situation evolved into Jason teaching the lady how to remove the tires of the Batmobile, so much so that when Batman killed a group of gangsters and came back here, he almost thought he was finally old enough to be hallucinating when he saw this scene.

"What are you doing?"

A familiar throat cancer sound rang out behind him, and before Jason could come to his senses, the lady next to him immediately jumped up and rushed over there with a crowbar.

Jason stood up and looked back, only to see Grandma Martha and Batman fighting.

He silently lowered his head and rubbed his eyes, then raised his head, lowered his head and rubbed his eyes again, then raised his head again.

Jason: "..."

My grandmother seems to be beating my father, so the question is, who should I help now?