Nora gripped her earpiece tightly, her expression tense, eyes fixed on the pitch-black wall ahead—as if she could see through it, straight into the chaos unfolding outside.132Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡTPcvbxvHZ0
She heard Batman’s voice through the comms—his command clear:132Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ1jHags5x7a
“Everyone, masks on.”
She jolted.132Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡQqWBriIKKT
Immediately crouching low, she turned and asked in a hushed voice,132Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡttSboOxkRJ
“Finn, did you bring your sketchbook?”
The little boy blinked, confused, and looked up at her.132Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡxa8EQ9fo1y
“I did,” he nodded, reaching into his small backpack that he’d been carrying all day.
Nora smiled, her voice soft but urgent.132Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡRunTYLSmM0
“Can I borrow it for a bit?”
Finn carefully pulled out the thick sketchbook—his usual go-to for doodles while waiting for the car or meals.132Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡMd0sJs1WHD
He handed it to her, then added sweetly,132Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ0QReDUKLRP
“Do you need my markers too?”
Nora let out a breathy laugh, eyes full of fondness.132Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡQBSwAdyWJp
“No need, Finn. Tonight, we’re not letting Batman hog the spotlight.”
She leaned close, winking at him with a playful tone,132Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ5RbP6m84q9
“We need you to help save the world.”
Finn: “…???”
The boy turned to his mom, puzzled—only to find Leila looking equally confused.
But Nora was already on her feet, tucking the sketchbook under her arm.132Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡaxFoi8IJom
She turned to Leila and said softly,132Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ9IAN4lr8SL
“Watch over the others for me.”
Leila grabbed her wrist, eyes full of concern.
Nora patted her hand and replied calmly,132Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ64J4dgcbrl
“I’ll go find Tim. Don’t worry.”
Then she turned and strode toward the balcony.132Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡE4hIeNw8Js
She pushed open the door swiftly—the cold wind rushing in, lifting her skirt and revealing the strength in her poised legs.
Leila, still holding Finn, followed. She reached out to say something else—132Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ0iSj0hJQ1g
but then saw Nora flipping through the sketchbook.
She landed on a familiar page—132Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡInUWO2eCtd
Finn’s pride and joy: a giant Brachiosaurus with a long neck and chunky feet, painted in wild patches of blue, red, and yellow.132Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡckfRxWx2vR
It was the kind of drawing only a child could imagine—pure and unrestrained.132Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡwChL34hODr
He’d even made Leila tape extra sheets together to get the size right.
Nora looked up at the mother and son and flashed them a grin full of mischief.
“Ready?”
She glanced out past the balcony, then lowered her gaze, extended her right hand—and flicked her fingers.
Pop!
The air behind the sketchbook shimmered.132Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡz2jThfnDgE
A low hum burst through the silence—like a massive creature tearing through space itself.
Then, in the next moment—132Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡMSfBif683b
A blue, red- and yellow-spotted Brachiosaurus materialized just beyond the balcony.
Its head rose higher than the adjacent buildings.132Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ3t5XHRCW0c
Its tail swung lazily near the driveway.132Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡwP5XpttgHO
Each step it took made the ground tremble with a deep, resounding boom.
Boom—boom—
The dinosaur shook its head and blinked its big round eyes.132Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡu9wSYU0Jzn
It looked alive. Waiting patiently at the edge of the balcony, it turned its massive head toward Nora.
Without hesitation, she climbed up the railing, swift and practiced.132Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡZh2hrFwRk5
She leapt up and landed gracefully atop the Brachiosaurus’ back—standing tall, her figure swaying slightly in the wind, completely fearless.
She turned back, waved toward the stunned pair on the balcony.132Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡIMJIdND7UP
“I’m heading out!”
Finn sat in his mother’s arms, mouth hanging open wide enough to fit a whole egg.132Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ17CvyLKUQG
He was speechless—his eyes locked on the very dinosaur he’d drawn, now stomping through the parking lot, carrying his favorite teacher into the Gotham mist.
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Red Hood was covered in dust and blood.132Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡfvKUnSrMYx
His left shoulder wound had scabbed over, but every punch tore through nerve endings.132Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡrJ7Xjh2vCw
He clenched his jaw, slammed an enemy to the ground, then shook blood off his hand.132Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡWXyZjCUoms
These weren’t random thugs. He could tell—they were trained.132Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡZlM3xiwfqd
And specifically trained to counter agile, high-mobility fighters like him.
“They came for me,” Red Hood thought grimly, kicking another man into a wall.
Another solid punch.132Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡuFr5bH7Jk6
A sharp crack—someone’s forearm broke cleanly.132Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡO8ePGjGwtj
Red Hood’s breathing was ragged.132Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡxDf1TFKCPc
The wound on his shoulder was bleeding again.
His thoughts drifted—132Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡF6tucPVso4
To the figure who waited for him at home on the couch.
Frustration boiled in his chest.132Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡecZXvkqDcH
His moves got rougher. No mercy.
Boom! … Boom!
Suddenly, muffled sounds echoed through the dark city.
Then—footsteps.132Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡI79QOwfMda
Rhythmic, fast, multiplying.
Red Hood turned, gun still drawn, wary.132Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡvZMsi0jwCk
“Dogs?” he muttered, unsure.
Then came the screams—132Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ0R8f5HBbqK
Human screams.132Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡt8lzZ1okdK
Someone’s leg had been bitten.
Then more—panic, chaos, footfalls scattering in every direction.
Red Hood narrowed his eyes and looked toward the noise—132Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡX05BLq33a1
And froze.
A swarm of bizarre creatures had burst onto the scene—132Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡr6t3Sdzin6
They ran, leapt, shrieked. Primal. But not like anything he’d seen before.
They weren’t just attacking—they were targeting enemies, lunging straight for knees and ankles, pulling down with precision.
He watched in disbelief as one enemy was dragged backward, screaming in terror.
And these creatures… looked very familiar.
“…Compsognathus?”132Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡg1PO1S1fHs
Red Hood nearly swore aloud.
He knew that dinosaur too well.132Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ00TqfzT2la
It was from his son’s favorite book: “Dino Dino Where Do You Go?”132Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡWFZzs6oQyn
He’d read it hundreds of times.
These were those tiny carnivorous dinos—except these versions were… crayon-colored.
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They completely ignored him.132Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡEGBX92Q7iS
One even chirped a tiny “peep” at his feet before scampering off.
Red Hood barely had time to react when another low rumble began—132Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ5p5o8IuuiT
This one deeper. Growing louder.
Thud—thud—thud—
Not explosions.132Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡr1Gh8hlefI
Not gunshots.
It was the sound of something huge approaching.
His instincts kicked in.132Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡl5Ec4kCHpy
He turned, scanning the far end of the street—132Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡx4widfPE2a
And then, slowly…
A head rose.
Massive. Taller than the buildings.132Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡklr6mfH3Uf
Emerging from the shadows.132Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡU9kckM5n4P
Its skin was textured like crayon, splotched with vibrant, childlike colors.
A long neck swayed, followed by a colossal body stepping into the open.
Brachiosaurus.
He recognized it instantly.132Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ7jJOkHdKSv
His kid’s favorite.132Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡDfLgCPVnCe
The one he’d seen dozens of times in Finn’s sketchbook.
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The crayon-colored Brachiosaurus marched through Gotham, each step marking a new rhythm across the cityscape.132Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡWtRbKhNJte
Red Hood stood frozen among rubble and moans, watching as the chaos transformed into cartoon madness.
The attackers who moments ago overwhelmed him—were now rolling on the ground clutching their legs, screaming.132Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡX4IgMAEoNK
Those little crayon dinosaurs had bite—and discipline.132Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡa3i7H0Pu8F
They were like riot-trained animals: they incapacitated, but didn’t kill.
Red Hood was stunned.132Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡQtubxYBWzI
He still couldn’t wrap his head around it.132Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡd7yXckkglv
The Brachiosaurus continued down the street, its colorful form surreal under the neon and moonlight—yet oddly fitting.
Only when its massive head rounded the corner did he spot her.
Nora.132Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡfBVDuDneHA
Sitting atop the dinosaur’s back.
Her long skirt fluttered in the wind, hair streaming behind her.132Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡhPBRHFjpBo
She raised one hand—132Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ8HofBzspRj
Made an “OK” sign.132Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡIXl1Ib6Ta6
Then waved.
Red Hood stared, speechless.132Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡONoEWEGnv7
And then—he laughed.
The kind of laugh you couldn’t hold back.
He pressed his comms button, amusement thick in his voice:
“My side’s clear,” he said slowly, drawling the words on purpose.132Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ3e5TE22DPK
“Tim… your girlfriend just went full damsel-rescue mode.”132Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡPDgvD0GGj0
and then Add to home screen.