Myst in DC (Patreon)

Myst blinked as he found himself in a huge room looking up at a giant teenage girl wearing fishnet stockings, white shirt and black magician’s jacket with a top hat. “What the hell?”

Zatanna Zatara blinked as she looked down at the adorable looking basketball sized blue hersey’s kiss like slime in the summoning circle. “That shouldn’t have happened.”

“What were you expecting?” Myst asked as he glanced around the room. “Huh, that looks like Robin, Beast Boy, a pale girl with a black swimsuit with sleeves and a purple cloak, and an orange girl… yep, totally in DC.”

“Actually you’re in Salem, not DC,” Robin corrected the slime, a touch surprised that he knew DC existed.

“Right, so, why am I here?” Myst asked, rather confused about why he was in a comic book world.

“We were trying to summon a hero, we got you,” Beast Boy said scratching his head.

“Huh, yeah that doesn’t sound…” Myst trailed off as he looked down at himself and realized that he was a slime like creature. “Okay, why am I a fucking slime?”

“Ah, I think Zatanna got the spell wrong,” Raven offered. “We borrowed a book from the tower and well… we aren’t familiar with summoning magic.”

“Sorry,” Zatanna apologized with a wince.

“You think?” Myst asked sarcastically. “Sorry. Okay, I’m not going to freak out… much.”

“I don’t think a book and a slime is going to cut it against Klarion,” Beast Boy said as he glanced between the old fashioned book and the slime and shook his head.

The leather bound tome yawned. “Have you tried shooting his pet cat?”

Beast Boy jumped back. “Is that book supposed to be talking?!”

“I’m an enchanted book, of course I’m supposed to be talking,” the book replied dryly.

Myst turned to look at the book, trying not to freak out about the fact that he could sort of reorient his ‘face’ however he wanted without actually moving. “So, my name is Myst what’s yours?”

“Sabrina,” the book replied.

“As in the teenage witch?” Starfire asked eagerly, having watched the show with Megan.

“No idea, it’s not like I picked my name,” Sabrina replied.

“So what’s the problem with Klarion?” Myst asked, hoping that he wasn’t in the middle of an emergency.

“He’s trying to break into the Tower of Fate and claim his helm,” Raven explained.

“So let him? Isn’t he a Lord of Chaos? I mean putting on Fate’s helmet can’t be good for his health.”

“Unless he has some method to avoid getting his brain liquified,” Robin replied.

“If you get me close enough, I could probably trip him,” Myst offered.

“What about your magic?” Raven asked. “The spell description specifically stated that the summoned being would have ‘The powers of light.”

“Magic? Yeah, I’m fairly sure that I don’t have any of that. Then again I wasn’t a slime yesterday so, magic powers go…” he trailed off as magical sword made of light appeared, floating in the air in front of him. “Huh, okay, didn’t see that coming.”

“Hah! I didn’t screw the spell up,” Zatanna said smugly.

“Other than turning me into a slime, but I can work with magical light powers... probably.” Myst focused then started laughing when an interface popped up listing his various abilities. “Holy shit!”

“Is that a good holy shit or a bad holy shit?” Beast Boy asked.

“Yeah, it’s going to take a while before I can get my powers-” Myst was interrupted as a young man in a black suit and a house cat the size of a shetland pony appeared in a flash of light. He did the first thing that came to mind and mentally thrust his sword up to the hilt into the cat’s left eye. 

Klarion stared in horror as his familiar fell to the ground, twitching and bleeding out, the sword sticking out at least half a foot past the back of her skull before it faded from existence. “What the fuck?!”

Robin tossed his batarang at the villain then blinked as a giant blender made out of light formed around Klarion… and then the large red button marked ‘Mulch’ moved down and the Lord of Chaos got turned into a slurry of chunky salsa by infinitely thin blades of magical energy. “We’re not supposed to kill people!”

“Point of contention, he’s a Lord of Chaos, I’m fairly sure he’s not a person anymore,” Myst pointed out, hoping that he hadn’t just killed a version of Klarion that wasn’t an asshole, but considering the situation he found that doubtful.

“You’re just pissed about the paperwork,” Beast Boy tried to joke, fairly sure that Klarion wasn’t permanently dead, they weren’t that lucky, and a little horrified at the massive amount of gore involved in his death.

“Do you have any other villains that need to be taken care of?” Myst asked, fairly sure they wouldn’t take him up on the offer. ‘Okay, I have superpowers and I’m in DC, this is awesome!’

“Most of our villains are human so no, you can’t just kill them,” Robin said firmly.

“Does this mean we can go home?” Sabrina asked absently, while wondering if she had a home or possibly a bookcase; a bookcase sounded nice.

“Considering the current danger is over, nruter,” Zatanna incanted with a flourish then blinked as nothing happened. “Okay, I might have screwed up the summoning spell,” she admitted sheepishly.

“Ah, damn, whatever will I do, I shall have to become the familiar of one of the attractive magic users, curse my life,” Myst said dryly.

Robin sighed as the light construct vanished sending a cascade of gore onto the carpet for a brief second before Klarion’s flesh and blood turned to ash and vanished in a symphony of car horns. “At least that makes the paperwork easier,” he said, regaining his mental equilibrium as it turned out Klarion had not been a person after all.

“He should be gone for a while,” Sabrina mused. “It’s nice when enemies clean up after themselves.”

Myst conjured a skull of light. “Alas poor Yorick, I knew him well.”

“You knew him?” Raven asked.

“I knew him well enough to know he deserved it,” Myst replied as he let the construct vanish, rather happy with his new ability. He turned to look as an older man walked in. “Hello?”

Kent Nelson looked at the slime and then back to the teens. “I’m guessing your summoning didn’t go as planned?”

“I solved the problem quickly and with a minimum of fuss, does that count?” Myst asked, far too excited about having powers to worry about getting back to his friends and family, mostly because time travel was a thing in DC so there was every possibility he could get back before he’d left and buy some lottery tickets; when magic was concerned the sky wasn’t even a limit!

“Except you killed someone,” Robin complained.

“No, I banished a Lord of Chaos, hopefully for a decent length of time,” Myst argued with a sniff, knowing Robin was simply arguing for form’s sake, since the older league members would no doubt question them on their actions later and he wanted to make sure he could honestly say he had objected. 

“He’s right, Klarion isn’t dead, merely banished. With any luck he’ll be gone for several centuries unless someone is stupid enough to summon him.” After a few seconds of silence he added, “I expect we’ll see him again in a couple of years if not months.”

“So back to the question of summoning, which one of you am I tied to?” Myst asked as he glanced between Raven and Zatanna.

Raven pointed at Zatanna. “She summoned you.”

“Is this like a mystical timeshare thing, how does this work?” Sabrina asked with amusement.

“Mystical timeshare?” Zatanna asked.

“More like a mystical threesome,” Myst decided, “I can feel bonds leading to both of you now that I think about it. Which means I really should tell you my safe word is banana.”

Kent shook his head. “Better you than me. Thank you for the help with Klarion.”

“You’re welcome. Someone is going to spring for lunch, right?” Myst asked.

“What do you eat?” Kent asked.

“Hamburgers? Maybe tacos or pizza but no dead fishes on them, I have standards,” Myst explained figuring pizza or hamburgers was a safe bet.

“I could go for tacos,” Beast Boy agreed as the book floated off the ground and over to Raven.

Raven looked at the book in her hands. “Did you do that?”

“I’m not levitating myself the whole way if I don’t have to,” Sabrina explained.

“Fine, let’s go.” Robin turned to look at Kent. “Let us know if you need help with anything else.”

“I’ll let you know,” Kent assured them then gestured and teleported them out of the Tower.

“What powers do you have?” Robin asked looking at Myst.

“According to my power interface, various mental defenses, the ability to share my healing ability, something called a gacha interface, solid light generation and the ability to upgrade things by pushing a lot of mana into them,” Myst explained as he glanced around the mostly empty lot where a white van was parked.

“You can upgrade things?” Raven asked curious what exactly the slime’s power entailed.

“Apparently, I haven’t exactly had a chance to play with my new abilities,” Myst admitted as he focused on his upgrade ability. He blinked as a complicated interface appeared hovering in front of him. He glanced at his mana pool, less than impressed with what he found. ‘Yeah, ten mana and it costs,’ he checked the cost of increasing his mana pool, ‘a hundred mana to upgrade my pool ten points, that better be a fucking minimum rather than ten times the amount I have in my pool.’

“What are you going to tell Batman?” Zatanna asked warily.

“I’m still trying to figure that out,” Robin admitted as he headed for the driver’s side door to the van.

“Shotgun!” Beast Boy called as he headed around the front of the van toward the passenger’s side.

“This should be fun,” Starfire agreed as she picked Myst up and headed for the back of the van.

“Are you planning on being a hero?” Zatanna asked as she walked over and opened the back of the van revealing a bench along one wall and a miniature workshop. “Don’t mind the mess, Cyborg likes tinkering.”

“Everyone needs a hobby,” Myst replied as he studied the high tech equipment packed into half of the van as Starfire floated into the back. “As for being a hero, I don’t have any heroic training, I’d rather be support staff right now.”

“We could use another healer,” Robin admitted as everyone climbed into the van. “Do you have a name?”

“Myst,” Myst replied absently as he focused on his ability to dial his powers down. ‘If I’m right, I should be able to adjust things so I can afford to start upgrading things.’ He tweaked his power so that he could buy a point of mana for ten points rather than ten for one hundred points and spent the mana to upgrade his mana pool. 

Zatanna shut the back door of the van then turned to look at Myst when she felt him use all of his mana. “What was that?”

“That was me upgrading my mana pool,” Myst explained as Robin put the van in reverse and backed out of the parking space.

“How much did you upgrade your reserves by?” Raven asked, curious about the slime’s strange ability.

“My interface breaks things down like a game. I had ten points of mana, now I have eleven. In another ten minutes I should have enough mana back to buy another point which should give me twelve points, another ten minutes after that, thirteen points. Eventually, I’ll have enough mana to play around with some of my other abilities which should be useful.”

“So, what’s your world like?” Beast Boy asked, curious about the slime they’d summoned.

“Hmm, Earth? Give me a few days with a magic box or a newspaper and I can probably give you a comparison that actually makes sense.”

“Magic box?” Beast Boy asked.

“You know, the magic box that brings you news and entertainment,” Myst said trying not to snicker.

“Let me guess, most people call it a television?” Zatanna asked dryly.

“You’re going to ruin all of my bad jokes, aren’t you?” Myst asked with an exaggerated pout. 

“Probably,” Zatanna agreed with a grin.

“I don’t suppose one of the magic users has any secret meditation techniques?” Myst asked hopefully.

“They’re secret, so no,” Zatanna teased.

“I guess I deserved that for the magic box comment,” Myst admitted with a grin, showing the fact that he wasn’t upset about her teasing him.

“So, you’re their familiar, right? Are there rules you have to obey? How are you bound?” Robin questioned him.

“That’s a bit personal,” Myst replied.

“Well you did give us a safe word,” Beast Boy cut in.

“Fine, I’m fairly sure I’m contractually obligated to flirt with the girls and keep them safe, better?” Myst asked, not sure what rules or obligations he had were, but seeing no problem with doing his best to keep them safe.

“You haven’t exactly been flirting all that much,” Beast Boy pointed out.

“I’ve been a bit distracted,” Myst said, thinking about the fact that Starfire’s breasts were resting on his head and he had been smooshed into her cleavage. “However, rest assured, now that our villain of the week has been taken care of I’ll get right on that.”

“Joy,” Raven deadpanned while the girls giggled.

“What type of magic does Sabrina have?” Robin asked as he passed a particularly slow car.

“Odds and ends, mostly related to alchemy and crafting magical items,” Sabrina offered.

“Powers?” Robin asked, wanting to be able to write a decent report.

“You’re not my mistress, the trust goes both ways, they would never betray me,” Sabrina said cheerfully.

Raven raised an eyebrow. “Laying it on a bit thick, aren’t you?”

“Eh, it was worth a try,” Sabrina replied, seeing no point in sharing all of her secrets.

“You’re trying to make writing my report difficult, aren’t you?” Robin asked.

“Sadly, that is also part of our duties; subconscious influence from the ones that summoned us,” Myst lied.

“He’s messing with me, right?” Robin asked hopefully.

“I don’t know, I’ve had to file reports for Batman before, it might be legit,” Zatanna said, fairly sure he was joking but not completely, as she did hate filling out reports.

“You need to relax, learn to enjoy the moment or at least that is what my last fortune cookie said,” Myst mused as he opened his gacha menu and looked at the collection of wheels that he could spin. ‘Prank items, cleaning supplies, and snacks.’ He spent the two mana to spin the snacks wheel, more than a little curious about how his power worked.

Raven blinked as a floating prize wheel appeared in front of Myst and started spinning, lighting up with flashing lights and a making a clicking sound as it spun. “That’s new.”

“I wanted to test my gacha ability,” Myst admitted as the wheel came to a stop, dropping a glowing blue sphere that looked a bit like an orange into Starfire’s lap.

“Baynaga!” Starfire cheered as she grabbed the fruit. “Can I have, please?” she asked hopefully.

“You actually know what it is?” Raven asked as she looked suspiciously at the glowing fruit.

“My favorite fruit, I haven’t had one since I was a child!” Starfire exclaimed in glee.

“You’re welcome to it,” Myst replied, happy to make her smile and squeeze him a bit tighter.

Zatanna watched as Starfire quickly peeled the glowing fruit that looked like a purple orange inside then took a nibble and moaned with pleasure as the hit her tongue. “What are the chances of you getting something from Tamaran?”

“While on Starfire’s lap? Apparently pretty decent,” Myst said with amusement as Starfire continued savoring the piece of fruit.

Robin mentally noted that Myst knew Starfire’s name, wondering what else he wasn’t saying. He knew Batman was going to want more details, but he wasn't sure how to get the information from a being that had shown it was capable of handling a Lord of Chaos without its co-operation.

“Do we get candy too?” Zatanna asked teasingly.

Myst focused and conjured a bag of M&M’s on Zatanna’s lap. “One bag of candy for the magic girl.”

“You can conjure candy?” Beast Boy asked excitedly.

“I can conjure M&M’s,” Myst explained. “It doesn’t work for anything else, just M&M’s and only plain ones.”

Raven shook her head. “Weirdest spell, ever.”

“Since I’m going to be on the team, how many teammates do we have?” Myst asked as he conjured a bag of M&M’s for Raven, who looked at them askance but opened and ate several of them as well.

“We forgot to introduce ourselves didn’t we?” Zatanna asked sheepishly.

“You were a bit distracted,” Sabrina pointed out.

Zatanna opened her bag of M&M’s. “Robin is driving, Beast Boy is the green guy in the passenger seat, Raven is our other mystic and I’m Zatanna Zatara. Cyborg is our techmonkey.”

“He’s not actually a monkey, that’s my job,” Beast Boy cut in.

“Superboy and Kid Flash are making sure some alien tech isn’t stolen from Star Labs and Aqualad is working on improving the defenses on the tunnel that leads to the bay while Miss Martian and Artemis are helping with defenses.”

“Cool, sounds like a decent team,” Myst offered, already planning on giving the ‘normal’ people magical items when he got enough mana.

“Can I have some M&M’s as well?” Beast Boy asked hopefully.

“Sure,” Myst replied as he conjured a large bag for the green teenager.

“Sweet, time for some tunes,” Beast Boy said as he reached over and turned on the radio.

Myst smiled and relaxed against Starfire as a Johnny Cash song came on the radio. ‘That works.’ He pulled up his upgrade menu so that he could keep an eye on his mana pool and tried to enjoy the music and worry about everything later.

0o0o0

“Have a good day,” Robin said as he took the receipt then turned toward the door just as a twenty something man burst into the gas station with a gun. 

“Give me the money!” the man said as he pointed his gun at the clerk. 

Robin’s attention was pulled toward the door as a busty dirty blonde haired young woman in a white Domino mask and a clear plastic toga with little multi colored fishes around the bottom walked through the door. “Huh, so…” he trailed off as the girl walked over and vulcan nerve pinched the mugger dropping him unconscious. “Nice.”

“Nice costume,” the girl replied as she eyed Robin. She turned to look at the clerk. “Can I have some money please?”

The clerk opened the till and grabbed a bunch of money then handed it to her. “Here you go.”

“Thank you,” the girl smiled at Robin. “Catch you later, hotstuff.” She spun around then walked toward the door, wiggling her ass at Robin on the way out.

Robin blinked as he watched the girl leave with several hundred dollars, a bit confused about what to do as she’d merely asked for money after stopping the robber and hadn’t made a remotely threatening wiggle… erm movement.

He shook his head then slid the mugger’s gun away from him with his foot and quickly tied him up with zip ties. “Call the police.” He headed outside, glancing around for some sign of the woman. Seeing nothing overly suspicious he walked over to where the rest of the group were standing near the van. “Where did the woman go?”

“She got into the passenger side of a car and left,” Beast Boy offered, figuring he was talking about the mostly naked woman in a mask. 

“Did you get a license plate?” Robin asked, hoping they could track the woman down if they needed to.

“Did you notice the color of her eyes?” Beast Boy asked dryly.

“We’re going to have to call it in,” Robin pointed out, ignoring Beast Boy’s question, fairly sure they’d been blue or green or maybe grey.

Starfire shook her head. “I doubt you’ll find anything on her in the League’s records, she was wearing a white domino mask, a pair of sandals and a shower curtain, I’d be surprised if she was a professional.”

“A shower curtain?” Beast Boy asked, having missed that detail completely.

“I have the same one in my shower, with the colored fishes at the bottom.”

“Which means she probably tossed the costume together,” Robin mused, not looking forward to having to listen to a lecture from Batman about keeping his focus. “Let me talk to the clerk a minute then we’ll get on our way, I’d rather not get stuck answering questions for an hour or two.”

“That would suck,” Beast Boy agreed, looking forward to relaxing in front of the television.