The ride to Bruce's manor was just as exciting as it was dreadful. Say what you want about playboys, but they can sure talk your ears off.
Jon stayed quite the whole time, and eventually Bruce relented. Maybe it was out of respect, or maybe he remembered what he felt like all those years ago when he lost his parents.
Jon sat forward as they rolled up to and through the gates, revealing the absolutely massive amount of land that the Wayne family owned just outside of Gotham. Gardens packed full of wildlife, a pond as big as his old apartment building, a fountain so large that Jon couldn't even imagine affording such a thing before he hit at least two hundred years- of non stop hard work to get there.
An older man waited for them at the stairs of the mansion, opening the door for Jon and giving him a kind smile. "Hello Master Jonathan, my name is Alfred Pennyworth, and I am Master Wayne's butler."
Bruce stepped out of the car himself, sliding the keys into his pockets. "Oh please, you've served my family for nearly two generations, the least you could do is call yourself 'the man who raised me.'"
Alfred shook his head wryly. "Ignore Master Bruce, I'm afraid he doesn't understand restraint." The withering look he gave the man confused Jon, but he dismissed it as worry over his nightly activities, not knowing how true that thought truly was.
"Well, come on, I'll show you to your room and Alfred can help get you settled." Bruce offered him a kind smile.
Leading him to a room on the second floor, Bruce smiled at the muted, but dumbfounded, look Jon adopted on his face. "I know it's probably bigger than what you're used to, but this is where you'll be staying from now 0n."
Probably?! He thought. The room was bigger than his entire apartment together, and it had other rooms that branched off. "Left door's the bathroom, right 'll get you the closet. Alfred should have some clothes and food for you by the time you finish that shower I'm sure you're itching to have."
Bruce gave him a knowing look before turning to leave, giving Alfred a nod on the way out.
The butler turned to Jon. "Master Jonathan, you may find that a visit to the showers will ease some of the weight on your shoulders." That brought Jon out of his reverie, reminding him of recent events.
Nodding numbly, Jon turned and walked into the bathroom, Alfred's voice following him as he closed the door. "I'll have a set of clothes ready for you by the time you finish."
"Thanks Alfred."
He was right- The showers in this place are amazing. He thought as the hot water ran down his face.
He stood there, enjoying the sensation for a long while, before his thoughts turned back to the strange circumstances he had just escaped.
"...Are you there?" He whispered, careful not to alert Alfred. He had an idea, but didn't want the poor old man to think he'd gone insane.
A voice answered his question directly in his head. [Affirmative. Nexus Unit online.]
Jon nearly stumbled back, not entirely expecting an answer. But he quickly regained his composure. His thoughts drifted to that night, and the shifty doctor who had given him his vaccines.
"...What are you and how did you end up in my system?"
[The Nexus Unit is a complex nanotechnology system designed to be injected into the bloodstream, becoming capable of autonomously improving upon the human body. This unit was injected into your system via a deal between LexCorp and Doctor Jonathan Brown.]
Our Jonathan frowned. "Doctor Brown? I thought his name was Smith?"
[Negative. That was merely an alias created to conduct the transfer process.]
"...Why were you put in me?"
[To see how fast a Nexus Unit could degrade the body after injection.]
The words sent a chill down Jon's spine despite the hot water. "And why haven't you?"
[An attempt was made, but an unknown energy source entered your system along with a high voltage source, which the energy pulse used to change both your system and my coding.]
That surprised Jon even more. But that explains why the pain increased after it passed over me. "Do I have full control over your systems?"
[Affirmative. All directives and malicious code placed by LexCorp was wiped out and rewritten, leaving no way for any danger to you from me. You are also in possession of multiple anomalous abilities.]
"What?!"
[I have detected two: Technopathy and a speed ability that is very similar to an individual known as the Flash.]
"Who's the Flash?" He asked, and a screen appeared in front of him. Well, not actually, it was pushed into his mind via the nanites and only seemed to be floating in front of him.
Huh, neat.
The screen showed a red streak at first, from all different angles. The figure raced through the city at speeds that seemed impossible. Then the image changed, showing a burning building.
Though it was grainy and unfocused from the light of the flame, Jon could see the same streak blurring back and forth, depositing civilians safely on the sidewalk, then stopping briefly to speak with the fire marshal.
The screen froze, giving Jon time to examine him. Just like the vague blur suggested, Flash's costume was predominantly red, little streaks of yellow lightning acting as lightning, similar to the orange lightning that he leaves in his wake.
Nexus spoke as the scene shifted to him taking down increasingly dangerous villains. A giant here, a sea beast there, even other metas.
[His suit seems to be made of similar material to that of an astronaut. It is highly heat resistant to prevent damage from his abilities.]
Jon studied the screen for a short while longer before dismissing it. "Thank you, Nexus. I need to get out before Alfred gets suspicious, if you need to prompt me make me see text. I don't trust myself not to react just yet."
[Acknowledged.]