DC: A Cop in Gotham

Chapter 45: Meeting and Decisions

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Currently, Groudon is being housed in a seaside cave in Gotham under Batman's arrangements. Given that Groudon, in his fully restored state, naturally emits an immense amount of heat, it was deemed unsuitable for him to remain in a location populated by civilians. The cave, isolated and close to the sea, serves as a temporary solution.

"According to Dean's translation, Groudon stated that the earthquake was caused by the gathering of natural energy rather than his own deliberate intent to destroy the city," Batman read aloud, his tone steady as he summarized the findings of the investigation. "This claim has been confirmed by Zatanna. Even without Groudon's presence, the 'Wrath of the Earthquake' would have been born sooner or later, and when it did, it would have undoubtedly been accompanied by a massive earthquake. This time, it just happened to manifest in Gotham."

He paused for a moment, allowing the weight of his words to settle before continuing. "Additionally, Zatanna noted that Groudon's existence served as a pressure relief valve, absorbing a significant amount of natural energy. Because of this, the earthquake ended earlier than it otherwise would have."

After presenting the results, Batman lifted his gaze and surveyed the assembled group, his sharp eyes scanning for reactions. Then, without hesitation, he voiced his own perspective.

"Whether or not it was intentional, the objective damage that Groudon caused to Gotham remains undeniable," he stated firmly. "Even though the Wayne Group has already taken responsibility for handling the aftermath, he must also bear some accountability for the destruction."

Superman, however, was on Groudon's side.

"But at the very start, someone attempted to exploit Groudon's power, and the true mastermind behind this entire incident was not Groudon himself, but Trigon," Superman countered, his voice calm but resolute. "In this situation, Groudon is more of a victim than a perpetrator. Even if there is some responsibility to bear, it should be considered secondary responsibility."

His expression softened slightly as he thought of Groudon, his concern for him were shown in his tone. "Rather than focusing on punishing Groudon, I believe the real issue at hand is ensuring that the power of both Groudon and Manaphy can no longer be exploited by malicious forces."

Superman's stance reflected his usual compassionate approach, and it was clear that he had developed a fondness for both Groudon and Manaphy. Protecting them was, in his view, more important than seeking retribution.

At that moment, Cyborg, who had been subjected to multiple rounds of pressure testing from Batman earlier, finally regained his composure and spoke up. "Superman's right. The U.S. military has officially submitted a request to us, demanding that we hand Groudon over to them."

Hal Jordan, upon hearing this, couldn't help but scoff. As a former pilot, he understood the military's mindset all too well. "Yeah, like that's ever going to happen," he said with a smirk. "I may have missed the battle this time, but I know exactly how powerful the 'Wrath of the Earth' is. The Green Lantern Ring has recorded all the relevant data."

He folded his arms, his expression growing more serious. "There were originally six primordial forces—now there are eight. These forces represent the foundational powers of our universe, and Groudon himself is the embodiment of Earth's wrath. To stand against him is to stand against the Earth itself. If the military gains control over Groudon, it's only a matter of time before a global war breaks out."

Primordial forces generally lack independent consciousness, but Groudon—'Wrath of the Earth'—and Manaphy—'Blue of the Sea'—are exceptions to that rule. Given these anomalies, their existence must be handled with extreme caution.

Cyborg, who had long been a target of the military due to his connection to Mother Box technology, understood the situation all too well. "I'll take care of rejecting their request immediately. No way are we handing him over," he said decisively.

Wonder Woman, listening intently, finally interjected with a calm but firm reminder. "Regardless of whether we decide on punishment or protection, we must show the necessary respect to a primordial god. It is always better to make allies than enemies."

At this, Superman's eyes lit up slightly, and he leaned forward a fraction, a subtle movement that did not escape Batman's ever-watchful gaze.

"I agree with Diana's point," Superman admitted. "Besides, Dean mentioned something interesting to me—back in the world where Groudon originates, humans and Pokémon form strong bonds, growing alongside each other as partners."

Superman was clearly building up to something, and as he spoke, a three-dimensional map appeared before them, projected into the air.

"Groudon is massive and requires a very specific type of living environment," Superman explained. "I can create a volcanic habitat in the Fortress of Solitude's zoo. There, he would be free from outside disturbances while also receiving the best protection possible…"

Batman cut him off mercilessly. "And he would also provide you with an unlimited source of Solar Beam energy at all times," he stated flatly, laying bare Superman's true motive.

Wonder Woman gave Superman a pointed look. "Superman, it's obvious to everyone here that you like Groudon," she said bluntly. "But you can't just lock him up in a habitat like some kind of zoo animal."

Superman let out an awkward chuckle. "Is it really that obvious?" he admitted sheepishly. "Alright, I confess. I *am* a little greedy for his Solar Beam—it's insanely powerful. It can restore me to full strength in a matter of seconds. I guarantee you, not a single Kryptonian would say no to something like that."

Batman stared at him expressionlessly.

For ten whole seconds, Superman met Batman's gaze head-on, summoning all his willpower. Then, at last, he cracked, unable to hold out any longer.

Seeing this, Green Lantern stepped in, patting Superman on the shoulder. "Don't be discouraged, buddy. Holding out against *that* look for ten seconds? That's already an achievement."

Suddenly, Batman, who had remained cold and unreadable throughout, smiled ever so briefly before his face returned to its usual stoic demeanor.

"Before this meeting," he said, shifting gears, "I spoke with Dean. He proposed a very practical idea—one that benefits both Gotham and Groudon. The Justice League will compensate Gotham City for the damages caused by Groudon, and in return, Groudon will assist with reclaiming land from the sea, expanding Gotham's territory."

Groudon had always had a natural liking to create land. However, in his own world, he had always been opposed by Kyogre, and when their battles escalated, Rayquaza would inevitably step in to mediate. As a result, Groudon had never truly had the chance to act freely. But now, in this unfamiliar universe, nothing was stopping him anymore.

For Batman, the idea of expanding Gotham had been a long-standing goal. Land reclamation efforts had already been in motion, but progress was slow and expensive. With Groudon, however, those plans could finally be realized at an unprecedented speed.

Thus, under Dean's guidance, the cooperation between gods and mortals was set in motion.

"You already had a plan, and yet you still called us here?" Hal asked, somewhat annoyed.

Batman remained completely unbothered by Hal's irritation. "Maybe some of you have better suggestions," he said coolly. "Or, if anyone here can assist with rebuilding Gotham faster than Groudon, now's your chance to make a counteroffer."

The room fell silent as everyone exchanged glances. Then, finally, Hal cleared his throat. "Ahem. Alright, moving on to the next topic. Let's see… this concerns Vulko, Aquaman. Since you took him back to Atlantis, we have the right to know what kind of punishment he'll be facing for instigating the war."

That's right, Dean didn't kill Vulko at that time, but gave him a chance to live. After all, Vulko was Aquaman's teacher no matter what. He started teaching Aquaman when he was six years old. Once he was a teacher, he was always a father. Vulko plays more of a father-like role in Aquaman's heart.

Dean would not do such a thing to kill Vulko and turn against Aquaman. It is impossible for Aquaman to kill Vulko, but the two have different ideas. Sooner or later, there will be a scene of a loving father and a filial son.

Aquaman has been silent, also because of Vulko. He never thought that Vulko would be the mastermind behind the scenes. If Batman hadn't acted in time, at least thousands of people would have been killed in the tsunami caused by Orm. By that time, I'm afraid that Aquaman will have to kill him.

Aquaman said in a low voice: "Groudon's creation of land will cause panic in Atlantis. I will handle it, and Vulko will be left to me to handle. He will pay the price for what he has done.

But Vulko is right about one thing. Regarding Manaphy, Atlantis cannot turn a blind eye to her existence. She is too important, and her current guardian, Dean, even though he performed well in this incident, he was still too weak to protect Manaphy."

"Friends, the destination of the earth has been determined, but what about the fate of the ocean? "

Aquaman's worries are not unreasonable. He has returned to the throne. He promised his brother Orm that he must be responsible for his people. As the blue of the ocean, Manaphy, if it falls into the hands of someone with intentions, Atlantis will be destroyed. Others will also face catastrophe.

"I have also considered this issue." Batman's tone was calm and decisive, as if everything was unfolding according to his plan. Without further explanation, he sent a video file to the Justice League members.

"And the answer to this question also applies to you, Superman."

[Superman, Aquaman, I know you both desire Groudon and Manaphy. However, as I've told you before, in the world of Pokémon, humans and Pokémon form bonds as partners. They grow together through shared experiences, developing trust and cooperation. Trainers do not simply claim Pokémon—they earn their recognition.

This is a lifelong contract, one that cannot be broken or abandoned.

I never said that you are forbidden from interacting with Groudon and Manaphy. In fact, I have no authority to make that decision on their behalf. If you truly want them by your side, then prove yourselves to them. Convince them to acknowledge you!]

The video was brief, yet the message was crystal clear. Superman and Aquaman exchanged glances, immediately grasping Dean's point.

If they wanted Groudon or Manaphy to follow them, they had to win their trust and respect. There would be no shortcuts.

"I have no problem with this."

Aquaman spoke first, his voice steady. He had no personal desire to bond with Manaphy, nor did he have the time to establish a connection. However, as King of Atlantis, he knew his people would see things differently. Even if he couldn't form a relationship with Manaphy himself, Atlantis would certainly attempt to do so.

Superman, on the other hand, remained silent for a moment. The idea intrigued him, but he knew that forging such a bond would take time—time he barely had. As a protector of the planet, he rarely had moments of personal leisure, so if he couldn't do it himself, then who could?

Meanwhile, back in Gotham, the aftermath of the earthquake had left its mark.

In the face of natural disasters, no home was truly safe. Whether towering skyscrapers or humble townhouses, all were equally vulnerable. Even so, the Gordon family's residence had fared better than most. Its original three-story structure had remained intact, suffering only minor structural damage. The furniture and decorations had been moved for safety, but overall, it was still habitable.

After days of intense effort, Gotham's recovery had finally reached a point where Dean and Barbara could rest. They had spent the past three days tirelessly assisting with repairs and stabilization efforts, but now, a brief moment of peace had arrived.

Seizing the opportunity, Dean pulled Manaphy close, gently holding the small Pokémon in his hands.

"Manaphy, listen to me carefully. You have to make sure you sell yourself for a high price, got it?"

The little blue Pokémon blinked, tilting its head in confusion.

"Mana?"

*(What does that mean?)*

Dean, his face pale from exhaustion after seventy-two hours of nonstop work, forced a tired but serious expression.

"I've extended an invitation ro Aquaman on your behalf. Atlantis will definitely send envoys to approach you soon, hoping to gain your favor. When that happens, don't give in too easily. Be reserved. Make them work for it—get as many benefits as you can before making any decisions…"

Like a father imparting wisdom to his child before marriage, Dean listed his advice earnestly. However, midway through, he paused and shook his head.

"No, forget that. None of it really matters. The only thing that's important is making sure they treat you well."

Hearing this, Manaphy's large eyes shimmered with emotion. Without hesitation, she threw herself into Dean's arms.

"Mana Mana!"

*(I don't want to leave Su Su!)*

Dean felt a pang in his chest as he hugged her back.

"Silly girl, you belong to the sea. Sooner or later, you'll return to it."

His voice was gentle, yet firm. He didn't want to let her go either, but he knew it was inevitable.

Still, as he held her, an idea suddenly struck him.

Wait a minute. Gotham was close to the ocean. Many rivers flowed into the sea. If that was the case… then why did Manaphy have to leave?

Why did Atlantis expect Manaphy to go to them? Why not the other way around?

Dean's eyes lit up as his train of thought accelerated.

Yes. Manaphy was the God of the Sea now. Everything within the ocean ultimately belonged to her. If anything, Atlantis should be the ones coming to her!

A grin spread across Dean's face as he grabbed Manaphy's small body.

"Yes, that's it! You're the rich one, Manaphy! Atlantis should be the ones knocking on Gotham's door, not the other way around!"

Manaphy stared at him, completely bewildered.

Dean's energy suddenly surged. He lifted her into the air with renewed enthusiasm.

"No matter what they say, don't agree to anything too quickly. Let them come to you, let them make their case. Got it?"

Still in shock from Dean's sudden shift in attitude, Manaphy nodded hesitantly. She didn't completely understand, but one thing was clear—she didn't have to leave Su Su after all!

Realizing this, her worry disappeared. Excitement took over, and she twirled happily in the air, her small body spinning in delighted circles.

However, in the midst of her excitement, she suddenly froze. Her eyes widened in alarm as she pointed behind Dean.

"Mana!"

*(A Cross bat!)*

Dean furrowed his brows at the unfamiliar term.

"What the hell is a Cross bat?"

Turning around, he saw a dark figure standing just outside the balcony. Only a pair of sharp, calm eyes were visible in the dim light. The next moment, the shadow moved—gliding silently upward, vanishing onto the roof.

Dean let out a deep breath.

"…Batman."

Without wasting time, he climbed onto the rooftop. In the process, he nearly startled Commissioner Gordon, but he managed to avoid drawing too much attention.

The moment he reached the top, Batman spoke.

"Your stealth skills are terrible."

Dean exhaled, shaking his head.

"Well, excuse me for not having 'stealth' in my school curriculum."

After all, Hoshikudaki only contained Gintoki's combat experience—not any kind of infiltration training.

Batman's cape billowed slightly in the wind as he shifted his gaze toward Metropolis. His voice remained neutral.

"You do realize that Superman can hear everything you say, don't you?"

At that very moment, Superman—who had indeed been eavesdropping—silently deleted the complaint he was about to file with the Gotham Police Department.

Dean smirked, clearly unfazed.

"Relax, Superman. Groudon doesn't listen to me. He doesn't listen to anyone—unless that person is stronger than him."

Superman took mental notes.

Batman, however, was unimpressed by the banter between the two. His expression remained as unreadable as ever. With a measured tone, he redirected the conversation.

"Let Superman handle Groudon himself. Now, tell me—what do you plan to do about Manaphy?"

Dean's face straightened. "Just now, I had a new idea..."

"Do you really want Atlantis to send people to Gotham?" Batman frowned. "Their attitude towards humans is very bad and may cause more accidents."

Dean looked at Batman and sighed in his heart. Even Batman was limited by the environment and the times.

"The Atlanteans don't understand humans as much as humans do them, so both sides can only prepare for the worst, and conflicts continue to break out. But it's different now. With Aquaman as a bridge of communication, he will definitely find ways to promote communication between sea and land, and what we have to do is help him."

"Trust me, Batman, Aquaman would agree."

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