A new world (Marvel X DC)

I came home, took a shower, got dressed, sprayed myself with perfume, and dialed St. Cloud's number.

"Hello, Alex," her voice came. "Are you ready yet?"

"Absolutely."

"In that case, I'll be waiting for you in the center of the Gotham Bridge, come quickly, it's quite cool here," the girl responded, hanging up.

Yeah, it's all a bit strange, but it's not for me to judge. It's not my policy to make a lady wait. Driving towards the bridge, I started thinking about why she chose this particular place to meet. I won't hide the fact that the Gotham Bridge is undoubtedly one of the ten most beautiful structures in the world. It offers an indescribable view of the city, you feel like you've found yourself in a fairy tale, a dark fairy tale... The bridge was magnetic.

Stepping over it, you involuntarily wondered if you'd return home today. It seemed to feed on people's doubts, fears, pain. It called people wandering in mental anguish and torment, promising them freedom and resolution. Shamelessly deceiving, it swallowed them into the abyss.

Yes, the bridge gained its fame not only due to its gloomy architecture, but also due to the fact that it is the first place in the world in terms of the number of suicides.

Gotham is not the most peaceful city, so this information does not seem so surprising. But I am not in any way scared, disgusted or repulsed by this fact. After all, I am not going to part with life, so for me this bridge, first of all, is a passage to a fairy-tale world, with a heavy atmosphere, seasoned with a share of mysticism and noir.

Having driven half the distance, my gaze managed to catch the car that belonged to Silver.

Having parked the car, I saw the girl herself. She was standing, directing her gaze towards the river, examining its waters, in which the lights of the night Gotham were reflected.

Coming closer, I noticed how she was shaking slightly, and asked a very stupid question, "Are you cold?"

"A stupid question," she voiced my thoughts, with slightly trembling lips, the edges of which rose, forming a joyful smile. "Well, of course, yes! If you don't know, tomorrow is already October, or to be more precise, in 3 hours."

"Right, and I keep wondering why your little nose is red, and it turns out it's the middle of autumn," I exhaled a stream of white steam. "But still, why here? Does this place hold an important place in your heart?"

"My mother died here... You know what exactly this bridge is famous for, I think we can skip the question of how exactly she died. I had a pretty warm relationship with her... I still remember how she hugged me at night, trying to convey her warmth to me, to calm me down... I miss her, and after that night with the Joker, I realized how much…"

"Why did she do it?"

"Her relationship with my father was, to put it mildly, terrible. My father was rich, and he didn't always do the right thing. This is how I subtly hint that he was not a decent person. It's a long story, but in general, my mother got tired of him… She wanted to leave, but he wouldn't let her, and in the end, she couldn't stand it anymore, and this is the result," Silver finished, looking at the cold water flowing under the bridge.

"A sad story…"

"Yeah, I guess so. Sorry, this is supposed to be a date where we're supposed to have fun, but I think I just ruined it."

"No, it's not. A date isn't just about having fun. Walking, talking, holding hands aren't the main thing, the main thing is that two close people have each other, and they hear each other and can talk to each other about things they don't dare talk to others about."

"Alex, you're just wonderful," the girl said cheerfully, hugging me and kissing me on the cheek. "You can't even imagine how grateful I am to you."

"For what?"

"For my life, for standing up for me, knowing full well that your own life would be at stake. You saved me, and that is the most precious gift I have ever received. After all, you gave me not only salvation, but also your life. Believe me, nothing else can compare to that."

"Really?" I asked with a hint of mischief. "And I tried so hard on this book," I pulled out the novel and began to examine it meaningfully. "It seems that now you will not value it as much as I hoped …"

"You wrote a book for me?" she asked,shocked, my companion.

"Of course, I promised to write a love story, and promised to dedicate it to you. Well, here I am," I handed her the reading material. She stood motionless for a few more moments, not taking her eyes off the cover of the book that had opened to her, on which Elizabeth and Mr. Darcy were depicted.

She stretched out her hands, slightly reddened from the cold, and took the manuscript.

"This is so unexpected. I am not saying that I am unhappy, in no way," she quickly waved her hand, not wanting to cause misunderstanding. "On the contrary, I am incredibly happy to receive something so valuable... To be honest, I did not think that you took our fleeting conversation so seriously. I thought that you would forget about it the next morning. After all, that night was full of crazy and memorable events, and my little request was certainly not one of them. I just blurted it out at that moment.… Alex, you do realize how valuable this book is, right?" she asked, giving me a serious look.

"Um, yeah, I guess I do." "And you're just giving it to me?"

"Yes, just like that," I said, as if it wasn't such a big deal.

"I… I don't know what to say. It's a wonderful gift, and right now I'm over the moon," she said. Her voice was slightly hoarse.

"It's too early to talk like that, you can say that when you read it. What if you don't like the story?"

"Don't talk nonsense, how could I not like it when it was written by such a famous author like you. When do you plan to publish it?"

"As soon as I get my own publishing house."

"Do you plan to publish your books yourself?" she decided to clarify, leaning on the bridge railing.

"Yes, but at the moment my finances don't allow it. I hope this will change soon," I said, taking a deep breath and releasing another puff of steam.

Silver opened the first page and began to read the printed lines intently. Perhaps my actions looked a little naive from the outside. After all, I agreed to the request of this silver-haired girl to write a love story without much thought. I might not have agreed so easily to this little whim, if not for one thing... Silver St. Cloud's love language is gifts.

Yes, she has the same love language as Vicki Vale. And now this girl is madly in love with me. I can say this on the basis that her love vessel has long been overflowing. It began that same night in the club when the Joker wanted to shoot her, but I stopped him.

At that moment, I gave her the most valuable gift a person is capable of - life. I have already said that a gift can be not only something material, but also spiritual. Give your time, your presence, your support... And of course, if you can help a person in trouble, you will give them salvation.

So it is not surprising that I was able to safely take a place in her heart. St. Cloud closed the book and began to breathe on her frozen fingers, trying to warm them.

"Damn, what a city," she began to grumble. "It's at least +16° in New York now, even at night, and here it's freezing!"

"It's just cold on the bridge. In our city it's also about 15° during the day, only our nights get colder faster."

"Yeah, Gotham distinguished itself here too," Silver quipped. "You know, Alex, no one has ever risked their life for me. Once, even one of my bodyguards abandoned me to my fate, it was so ridiculous. Everyone in this world wants something from me... If only someone would ask, miss, what do you need? No one asks," she spread her arms out to the sides as a sign of helplessness.

"Miss, what would you like?" I asked, getting closer to her.

"I would like to ask," the distance between us became smaller and smaller, until I felt her breath on my cheek. "Alex, why did you stand up for me then? Why did you have to risk your life?"

"Because I wanted to help," I said, not taking my eyes off her curious eyes.

"So, you're like a superhero, rushing to help people in trouble."

"Hah, no, of course not! I'm not a hero, if there was another person in your place, I would most likely do nothing. I value my life."

I am already living my second life. And I don't want to die, because I'm not sure that in this case I will be lucky enough to be reborn a third time. But she doesn't need to know this, of course.

"Then why did you help me? How did I deserve such an honor?"

"You are special, you are special to me. When I talked to you that night, I felt like we had known each other for many years…"

"No, that's not true," Silver interrupted me. "It's as if you have known me for many years, but I don't know you at all."

"In that case, you and I have plenty of time to get to know each other better," embracing her, I bowed my head and kissed her soft, slightly cold lips. A long, deep and exciting kiss lasted until we both warmed up from the overwhelming feelings.

"You still haven't answered my question, Alex. But I won't ask you about it anymore… Now I want to know something else. If in the future I again encounter a situation that threatens my safety, will you protect me?"

"It's a stupid question, of course, yes! I will do anything for you, even risk my own life, and you know that my words are not empty words. Sylv, you are my girlfriend now, right?"

"And how could it be otherwise?" the blonde said sarcastically.

"This means that taking care of you is part of my direct responsibilities. Get the hint?"

"Yes," She said, hugging me even tighter. "I know that you will protect me, and that's all I need to be happy."

I don't think now is the best time to admit that I am a supporter of polygamy. And there is no rush. Now she will definitely not run away from me, I can inform her about this tomorrow. I am sure that everything will go well..I hope….

"Alex, I didn't tell you ... I was already taken hostage once, or rather kidnapped. I was 12 years old then. My father was asked for a ransom of three million dollars. As he told me later, he was ready to pay this amount. I don't know if he was telling the truth, but I'm inclined to believe that he did. At the time, I was held in an apartment on the 13th floor. There were bars on the windows, the walls were soundproof, and there was practically nothing in the room, not even furniture. But the kitchen was functional, at least there was running water. That's where I was given water, from the only glass in the entire apartment. My hands and feet were tied with a rope, and they brought me a glass of water once a day."

"Did you get out of there?"

"Yes. Whoever organized this kidnapping was very smart, but the people who carried out the abduction weren't so smart. They were supposed to watch me around the clock, but the one who was assigned this mission went somewhere every morning.

Judging by his phone conversation, I'd risk assuming that he was visiting his girlfriend. In short, no one watched me for almost a whole day. On the third day, I decided to try to escape. I picked up the glass and threw it on the floor with all my might. When it broke, it gave me a generous amount of shards.

I picked one up and was able to cut the ropes with it. The way out the windows was blocked, screaming was also pointless, there was only one thing left to do… I took off my clothes,and plugged the sink in the bathroom and in the kitchen with it.

Turned on the water and waited for it to spill over the edges and flood the apartment. My hope was the neighbors below, who could call the appropriate services. And they did not let me down ... They helped me get out of there, and I returned home."

"Did I tell you how smart you are?"

"No, I didn't," giggled St. Cloud.

"Sylv, you are a really smart girl."

"And since I am so smart, maybe I am entitled to a reward?" the girl inquired with a sly gleam in her eyes.

"I'm frozen, let's go, show me your house."

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