[Western Crossover] Could a Magpie Survive in the Batcave?

[This story will be available to purchase starting January 23! There will be a 10,000-character update when it goes premium! Please show it lots of support!] - Delaven, AKA the gray magpie, is an artificially created superpowered individual. Just before Earth's ninth world war, his controlling mother callously threw him into a time capsule, sending him back to the era when his supposed "father" was said to have lived. But while he was worrying about how to survive in this city without a penny to his name, Gotham gave Delaven a brutal welcome. Delaven: ... Wait, he was murdered, dumped, and then buried, right? Mom, didn't you say that the city ruled by my father was a picturesque paradise with simple, honest people? -- Delaven is the sort of person who's practically dead while still alive, sure, but that doesn't mean he actually wants to die! Good news: The person who was murdered, dumped, and buried wasn't him, but his alternate self. Bad news: The killer is unknown, and his original body is missing, too. To keep himself from becoming a real corpse, Delaven has to wake up every day and fight to survive. Fine :), he might as well find his original body, too. He doesn't want anyone else using his body. * A true-blooded magpie ought to have a monotonous, raucous call, along with the trait commonly attributed to it in the West: Being a chatterbox. [The Gray Magpie] is an information broker who knows and sells countless secrets hidden throughout Gotham. "The intel is in the box. Take it yourself." "As for payment..." After watching the other party read the intel, the Gray Magpie chuckled and said: "I want your life." "Come do business. No credit." * With his impressive intelligence and striking good looks, Kieran is hard to overlook, even with his sharp tongue and cunning personality. [The Blue Jay], an all-purpose underground operative, is good at every kind of disguise and cleanup. At the moment, he's taking care of a crime scene. As he prepared to climb out through the shattered window with a fresh corpse, he came face-to-face with Superman, who had rushed over after hearing cries for help. "You--" Superman was about to say something when a swarm of crows from nowhere smothered his face. When he opened his eyes again, the Blue Jay had vanished. All that remained was a drifting feather and a note in messy handwriting: "Your pecs felt great. Five stars!" * Long golden hair reaching his waist and a silver mask covering half his face gleamed faintly. His ornate, medieval-style clothes gave the man an air of another age, like a gentleman strolling out of an oil painting. [The Raven], a rising star among mercenaries, is rumored to be a man who walks in the path of misfortune. "Seriously," a certain tin can grumbled viciously. "Can someone keep him under control? Could he maybe stop being so violent?" Asher, now dressed in a fresh outfit, was unmoved. His white-gloved hand brushed the blood spattered across his cheek. His appearance was completely at odds with the violence, and he seemed utterly unaware of it. A wolf in a gentleman's clothing? No, he's a gentleman thug. -- We were once pure white. We fell to the depths. We are the prophets who create humanity, Athena's faithful servants. We are fear. We are misfortune. We are lost crows. * [Crow skit:] Alfred: Master, the young master has been gone for three days and nights. Batman: Is he back? Alfred: No, he isn't. Alfred: He's become the president of the United States. -- [Please note before reading] 1. The protagonist is a Batkid. His circumstances are different, and he's not a good person in the absolute sense. 2. No writing advice, please. If you drop the story, there's no need to comment. 3. A fusion of the Earth-52 and New Earth versions of the characters. OOC warning! 4. In addition to Marvel, V, and DC, there will be crossovers with other works. A preview of my next story: Cosplaying as a Gloomy Male High Schooler and Running Wild in the Conan World. A crossover ensemble cast. [Synopsis:] After the unified exams, my friends and I decided to celebrate finally escaping our miserable high school lives by cosplaying as male high schoolers one last time! We went as these gloomy male high schoolers: Yoshida Hirofumi, Kamukura Izuru, Kawakami Tomie (gender-swapped), and Amamiya Ren (IF). But before we could even get into the convention, we got taken out by poisoned merchandise. Good news: The cosplay rule kicked in, late but right on time, and we came back to life. Bad news: We'd transmigrated into the Conan world, but our cosplay characters aren't remotely scientific! (Grabs the philtrum.) * The newly transferred Tomie is a gorgeous, self-centered, and extremely popular male high school student. Almost everyone falls in love with Kawakami Tomie the moment they see him, and loses all reason. "Stay away from Tomie!" "Tomie, please look at me..." "Don't leave my sight, Tomie. I'll die without you." Excessive declarations, inappropriate behavior, until desire drives them to pick up weapons. Tomie died, killed by one of his admirers. Tomie came back to life. He showed up to class right on time the next day. Conan, who had confirmed with his own eyes that Tomie was well and truly dead: (sweating buckets) Ahahaha, Tomie, do you have a lot of brothers? Tomie: Think bigger. What if they're all me? * In the IF route, Amamiya Ren, former leader of the Phantom Thieves and later abandoned by his teammates, seems to have turned back into an utterly ordinary high school student. And yet, the instincts of a phantom thief still linger in him. Kaito Kid, beaten to sending out the calling card for the first time: Joker? What kind of third-rate thief is that? Kaito Kid the second time: Huh, that must be a coincidence, right? Kaito Kid the nth time: ... Seriously, man? Why do you always send yours before I do? Amamiya Ren: Good question. I'd like to know, too. The Calling Card and Its Useless Phantom Thief Owner The Story of How I Keep Finding Out I'm Going to Steal Something Without Even Trying How to Get Your Calling Cards to Stop Sending Themselves * Kamukura Izuru, modified into the [Ultimate Hope], finds almost everything predictable and boring. But this world happens to be full of the despair of people who commit crimes, making it the perfect place for him to spread hope. * Yoshida Hirofumi, with the mindset of a superlative amateur devil hunter, was soon lured by Rum's money into a certain crooked liquor distillery. Not long after, he received his codename: Negroni. The only problem is that every partner he's had is a strange weirdo, and they all seem broken: "Stay alert. The Octopus Devil is watching you." * They aren't used to their abilities, but the group still runs wild in the Conan world. Conan, Heiji, and the others: ...This world is scientific, right? It is scientific... right? (Questioning everything) The gloomy male high schoolers: Yes, this world is Conan-science. But what does that have to do with us being unscientific? Theme: Self-discovery and growth