The world needs more heroes

Damian Wayne fell from the air, but when he landed on the ground, he didn't feel any real feeling. He felt like he was sitting in a ball of soft cotton. Following the slight rebound force, he jumped steadily. He got up, lowered his figure vigilantly, and looked around him.

Surrounded by a piece of tranquility and serenity, the light of the flashlight in the distance was bright and dim, and Damian found himself on a cargo ship. There seemed to be a small ball wrapped in cloth on the floor at his feet. Damian I can't see clearly.

He maintained his vigilance, and was about to squat down when he heard a voice calling himself not far away: "Robin!"

It was Ye Yi, who was also standing beside Damian the moment he lost consciousness.At this moment, it seems that, like Damian, he fell on this strange cargo ship.

"Ye Yi, where is father?" Damian pursed his lips slightly, and then he saw Ye Yi, who was walking towards him quickly, pointing his finger behind him.

Damian turned his head abruptly, and found that Batman was squatting there quietly on the railing that was originally empty. His concealment techniques seemed to be more refined. Damian didn't even make a slight sound this time. Did not hear.

"Why should I participate in your family gathering... When I see Rocky, this little deer will die." Immediately afterwards, Tony Stark's voice also sounded depressed, controlling As the armor fell on their sides, Damian finally noticed the strangest thing.

The voices of all of them sounded too soft, as if they were wrapped in layers of cloth. No matter what they touched, they would make a muffled sound at most. Damian frowned tightly, Just as he was about to say something, he heard hurried footsteps.

Several bat-type heroes subconsciously jumped onto the top of the side ship, while Tony Stark, who landed on the deck, blinked, as if he wanted to accuse them of leaving him alone, but found that The fact that he wasn't even noticed -- a legendary inventor, playboy, philanthropist, superhero, and billionaire -- was just too suspicious.

The person who appeared was wearing the uniform of the New York City Police Department, and it was obvious that Damian narrowed his eyes: "Detective Grayson──?"

The flashlight in the man's hand swept across the deck in front of him as if searching for something, and finally caught sight of the ball of fabric that was at Damian's feet.

He stepped forward with some doubts, then narrowed his pupils slightly, and walked quickly to the cloth: "Captain, this is Grayson──I found an abandoned baby."

The voice on the other end of the intercom sounded a bit intermittent, but several people all set their eyes on the baby on the deck.

After the police detective named Grayson finished his report, he finally stretched out his hand cautiously, and picked up the little baby from the ground. His movements seemed very unfamiliar, but he always carried the little baby carefully. live.

"This, it's still a baby, how could it be on a smuggling ship?" Detective Grayson looked a little flustered, and he was waiting for a response from his superior, but this time the anti-smuggling operation was originally a temporary operation, and the people they brought were not Many, this group of Gotham people are as crazy as they are. It is already the boundary of New York, and the surrounding area has been blocked by the emergency police force, but they are still resolutely resisting.

In the end, Detective Grayson quickly wrapped the thin cloth around the baby tighter, then took off his police uniform jacket, and took the little baby, whose face was purple from the cold, away. Boat.

After Detective Grayson walked off the boat with the baby, the four people who had stayed in place felt as if they were being pulled away by a gravitational force, and the images around them began to fade like fading ink.

"I guess we should follow?" Dick suggested. "That little baby looks like a key point in this space. Maybe we can find a way out?"

Batman nodded silently, obviously the world's number one detective thought the same way, and Damian crossed his arms and had no objection.

Tony, on the other hand, looked at New York in this period with a complicated expression. The Avengers Building that should have existed in the distance may not even have a foundation now: "Are we going back to the past?"

Batman shook his head: "It's more like an illusion. Loki doesn't have the ability to control time and space. The infinity gems he wants most are still well kept."

After a brief conversation, they quickly followed in the direction of Detective Grayson following the pull of their bodies, and the scene quickly reversed as they moved, like an unimportant story fragment, etc. When they came back to their senses, they were already in a small baby room with several cribs beside them. The old man standing at the door was dressed very casually and was talking with a sad face.

"Is this the first abandoned baby this month, Anita?" There seemed to be a slight lament in the old man's voice, and they quickly realized that they were no longer on the smuggling ship, but appeared on an orphan courtyard.

The woman called Anita by the old man looked a little tired, but the sadness in her eyes was real. She simply wiped her hand on the apron around her waist, and then stretched out her hand to hug her eyes wide open. A pair of big blue eyes, quietly looking at the sky and the little baby in this world: "It's already the fifth one, I heard that this one was born not long ago...how could there be such cruel parents?"

"Even found on a smuggling ship from Gotham, if it wasn't for a surprise operation, this kid—"

Anita had obviously never been to Gotham, but it didn't stop her from dreaming about it in her mind, and she shuddered at the fantasy.

Whatever Gotham is, in the hands of mob scum, this little girl's future must have been decided.

It will never be brighter than it is now.

"Have you decided on a name for her, Dean?" Anita shook her head slightly, shaking her horrible idea out of her head.

She is not a savior, and even needs such a job in an orphanage to make ends meet. She doesn't have so much kindness and time to think about those miserable children who have no future.

The head of the orphanage sighed. He stretched out his hand, stroked the little baby in Anita's arms who was looking at him quietly, and then said, "Let's call it Philomena."

"I hope she can have the strongest love in the world."

──I hope she can have the strongest love in the world.

Suddenly everyone knew why they appeared here. Dick couldn't help but move forward to see what the little girl looked like when she was a baby. Even Damian stood forward a little. step.

However, Tony set his sights on Batman not far away. The man just stood there, quietly staring at the baby called Philomena, like a quietly burning flame, with Slow and heavy despair.

This is really──the worst gift in the world.

The space seemed to be silent again at this moment, and the world began to revolve around the baby in Anita's hands. The four people who had already experienced it once stood on their feet with a little habit. When they appeared again, the original The baby has grown into a little girl with delicate features, and she is sitting in the corner holding a book.

However, in the next second, a small soft puppet suddenly hit Philomena's body. The little girl calmly raised her gaze, and then shifted her gaze to the little boy not far away.

The boy grinned and said with a smile, "Philomena is a big freak──"

"Mom and Dad don't want her! She was thrown into the orphanage when she was born!" The sharp child's laughter was like a fine needle, stabbing hard into Dick's heart, and the young man opened his mouth slightly, wanting to say something What, and thought that this place is actually an illusion created by Loki.

It is the memory that Loki said belongs to Philomena.

The children's words were always careless and sharp. They screamed as if they were playing some game. While shouting such words as freaks and so on, they ran into the yard with the ball and followed the other children. The only child standing at the door The girl seemed to want to come over and say something to Philomena, but after a moment of hesitation, she turned her head and ran out quickly.

She said nothing sharp or hurtful, she just turned her back on Philomena and left.

Philomena, who was hit by the little doll, stretched out her hand, placed the doll next to the bookshelf, and then picked up the book she was reading just now.She flicked her hair, as if nothing had happened, there was no emotion in her empty eyes, like a robot, mechanically reading the book in front of her.

However, in the next second, the window in the room suddenly shattered, as if it had suffered a shock wave. The four people who had read Philomena's information knew what time it was, and what kind of scene.

Dick stared blankly at the children running away screaming and crying outside the window. No one remembered that there was a little girl trapped in the house by countless broken glass. Even he couldn't imagine that at this moment, this little girl How desperate is it.

Just how desperate Philomena is.

The sound of the police car evacuating quickly faded away. At this moment, Philomena looked like an old doll that was discarded here. The little girl grabbed the "Knights of the Round Table" in her hand and looked at the huge fireball outside the window in fear. Falling fast from the distant sky.

"Boom!" The huge roar was accompanied by shocks, and the concrete wall behind Philomena began to crack. She stood up in fear, stepped on the broken glass with her bare feet, and tried to run towards the direction of the window. Every step , the sharp broken glass pierced into his feet finely, and the irritating pain made Philomena shed tears unconsciously, but when the greatest danger came, she didn't notice it at all.

"Be careful──" When Dick saw the tall concrete wall behind Philomena collapsing towards her, he even forgot that it was an illusion, and the voice he shouted even in this space An echo was formed, and with the huge roar of the concrete wall falling, the little girl was smashed to the ground heavily.

"Help, save me──" The subtle pain was clearly reflected in her trembling voice, and Philomena's voice was very small, like a whisper: "Help me──"

"Superman."

"Boom!" The red and blue figure streaked across the sky and landed heavily on the ground. Against the light, that person walked towards Philomena quickly: "You are very brave──"

"You'll be all right, kid."