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K-17 doesn’t like when the people in white hurt her brothers, her twin K-16 was fragile, he was too much of a crybaby, the scientist liked to poke him and see if he would feel it, idiots, of course he does, they are disappointed when her twin cries whenever they slice his arms open or when they cut him open on the table.
She doesn’t feel pain, they cut her open and she doesn’t bat an eye, she doesn’t feel when they mess with her organs nor when they keep cutting deeper and deeper, they say that they at least succeed with her in that aspect.
Boyzarro was not conceived the same way as them, while they were clones made out of Superman's DNA sample and another’s, Boyzarro already existed, he was born from two parents instead of being made in a lab like them. From what she heard the scientist say he belonged to another planet, and that his parents have died so he appeared on Earth, lost and confused they took the opportunity to bring him into the facility and experiment on him too.
The boy talks weirdly, when he says he likes you, he means he doesn’t like you, when he says he loves something, he means he hates it, she and K-16 get used to the way he talks pretty quick. She likes him despite his apathetic nature, and so does her twin, so they call him brother. Boyzarro seems to like it.
They have no reason to escape, for they do not know what freedom is and Boyzarro seems to be in a depressed state ever since his parents’ death, so they are always waiting for orders, letting them cut them open and experiment on them, because they can’t bring themselves to retaliate when there is no reason to.
But one day that changes.
K-17’s hearing was better than her brothers’ so she always listened to the scientist talking through the glass, they didn’t seem to notice her hearing was better than K-16’s, the glass was supposed to be able to make them unable to hear anyone from outside.
One of the people in white asks the other: “Why mix Red Hood’s blood with Superman’s?”
“Lex said he is pretty sure Gotham’s crime lord is immortal, something about him being the second Robin and how he died and came back?”
“Oh, that makes sense, unkillable weapons then”
“Exactly, we can’t do much for the bizarro kid thought since we didn’t create him, to be honest we are debating on putting him down, his lack of intelligence could be a problem”
“So we are just killing the kid?”
“Yeah, it’s a waste of time anyway”
K-17 felt her blood boil, they wanted to get rid of her brother, he wasn't dumb, he was smart in his own way! She can’t let them kill him! She needs to do something.
She quickly tells her twin about what she heard.
K-16’s eyes widened in horror.
“They can’t do that! He is our brother!”
“That’s why we’re escaping” She says determined.
He tilts his head in contempt. “Are you sure?”
“We don’t have anything to lose, we can’t just let them kill Boyzarro, how long until they try to put an end to us as well?” Though she wasn’t sure if they are immortal like her other parent is supposed to be, they still couldn’t risk it.
Her twin nods still a bit shaken as he gets up and approaches their brother. “Hey Boyzarro, you want to get out of here?”
Boyzarro shakes his head, he has heard them talking so he has already made up his mind. “I don’t want to leave, comfortable here, like it here”
“Then it’s decided, we are leaving” Said their sister.
“And where are we going? To find Superman?” Questions K-16.
“I think so, he is technically our parent”
“And if he doesn't accept us?”
“Then we go to out second parent”
“Who?”
“Red Hood, he is in Gotham”
“Okay… let’s get out of here quick then”
The trio, K-17, K-16, and Boyzarro, worked quickly and quietly to execute their escape plan. Everyone in the lab went on their break, too used to the kid’s blind trust they didn’t let anyone to watch over them so K-17 used her heat vision to cut the glasses open making a door for them.
Utilizing their enhanced abilities, they evaded security cameras and bypassed security measures within the facility. K-17, with her superior hearing, acted as their guide, leading them through the maze-like corridors.
As they approached the exit, alarms began to blare, signaling the facility's discovery of their escape. The clones and Boyzarro pushed forward, determined to reach the outside world.
Breaking through the exit doors, they found themselves under the open sky for the first time. The sensation was overwhelming, and Boyzarro, despite his apathetic demeanor, seemed to express a hint of emotion. The three stood in awe, realizing that there was a world beyond the cold, sterile walls of the facility.
They quickly flew away from the facility before guards could try using kryptonite to take them down, K-17 and K-16 knew where both their parents were located, they don’t know or why but they can sense them, Boyzarro trust them to take him to Superman since he can’t feel Superman like them.
Eventually, they locate Superman in a small farm house, they are met with two boys looking at them with horrified expressions before they both enter the house and a man and woman emerge from inside the small house.
A man who their senses are saying is their parent looks at them with a panicked expression.
The woman just looks sick for some reason.
“Hey” The man starts. “Come down here” He commands gently.
So the trio does so, floating until their feet reach the grassy ground.
“You…you’re clones, aren’t you?” The man asks, pale and tired out of sudden.
“Yes, though Boyzarro is Bizarro’s son, his parents died apparently” K-17 says bluntly without emotion.
Her twin fidgeted nervously behind her. He didn’t like it here, those two boys, older than them, were looking at the trio with a mixture of anger and horror.
Superman, overwhelmed by the revelation, excused himself, entering the house - with who they assume are his sons - to talk with his wife, Lois Lane.
The trio exchanged worried glances. The possibility of rejection loomed over them, but it seems one of the boys he had was a clone as well, he still has that stench that belongs to a lab rat, so if Superman took him in, then he would take them as well, right?
“I can’t believe this, I already took in Conner, we can’t take in every clone Luthor makes” They hear Superman whisper.
“They are children, they need somewhere safe, they came here because they believed you to be safe” Says the woman.
“Well, I’m tired of this, maybe we should take them back to Lex, make him raise them, this is his fault after al, I’m done with him throwing clones at me, I can’t even look at them without feeling angry”
“Clark you don’t mean that”
“I’m just tired, I can’t keep doing this, they can be dangerous maybe the right thing to do is putting them down-”
Overhearing Superman's conversation with Lois, they caught the words that struck them with dread. Superman was considering turning them in to Luthor to put an end to their existence, deeming them a potential threat. They stop listening, hearing enough.
Determination surged through K-17. She turned to her brothers, she didn’t utter a word, they understood what she wanted to say, both also have heard the conversation.
With a shared understanding, the clones and Boyzarro made a hasty decision to flee. They disappeared into the shadows as quick as they appeared into the farm.
Now on their own, they ventured towards Gotham, seeking refuge with the only other figure they believed might accept them – Red Hood.
Jason expected a lot of things to happen to him tonight, Batman scold him for being reckless again, Tim to shy away from him, still traumatized over Jason trying to kill him years ago, Damian to make a remark of how much of a disappointment he is to the family, Dick to keep trying very hard to be closer to him, Barbara to ask him to be patient, Stephanie to tell him he need to make an effort, Cass to ask him to come back home.
All of those things above did happen, but he expected them all to happen, he hates being caught by surprise.
So imagine the mini heart attack he had when he got inside his main safehouse only to be met with three children who looked like a love child between Batman and Superman.
As he takes a deep breath, his heart finally calming down from the weirdest jump scared in his life he looks at them with hysterically “Okay, first of all how the fuck did you all get in here? The place is full of traps!”
“I know, I destroyed them” Said the girl bluntly with a detached stare.
Jason looks around and there his traps lay, all of them burnt…those things were fucking expensive, he will cry over his money flying out of the window later, he need to focus.
“Okay, second of all, who the fuck are you and why are you here?” He says pointing a shaky finger at them like he is accusing them of setting a box of puppies on fire
The boy with blue eyes fidgets nervously under his gaze. “We, uh, we are clones of Superman? Minus Boyzarro, he is Bizarro’s son”
Oh God, not more clones of Boyscout, what the fuck Luthor?! And Bizarro’s son? Shit, he heard the big guy and his wife had died a while ago, he didn’t know they had a son.
“Alright, so you all looked like you escaped from some sort of facility” He says taking a better look at them, their suits were white and clinical. “Why did you come here though? Shouldn’t you go after you, uh dad? You are his clones after all” Though he has a feeling Boyscout would not be very eager to know he has more clones of him out there.
“You're our other parent” Says the girl as is she is talking about the weather
Jason feels his heart stop beating for a moment as the air leaves his lungs. “...what?”
“I eavesdropped on the people in white talking, they wanted to make us immortal, said you died and came back so that meant you must be immortal” She shrugs as if she just didn’t drop a bomb on him.
Okay so Lex has gotten a sample of his blood somehow, that’s already horrifying, and the man knew he was once Robin, that’s terrible because not even the damn Justice League knew about that, apparently Lex thinks he is immortal…which Jason has no idea if it’s true or not since he hasn’t died again and he wasn’t going to try finding out any time soon.
And now there are two clones of him…he can’t believe he missed how the boy looks like an exact copy of him when he was younger and the girl looks like a female version of him, oh God, this isn’t happening.
“...you are my clones too then?” He asks, pleading for any God out there that they would say no.
The girl’s stare doesn’t waver “Apparently, yes”
Dammit!
“...fuck”
So yeah, he didn’t expect to come home and find out he is a fucking dad.
What a wild Monday.