A.N. Okay, so this is a little idea that I've wanted to try for a while, I take no credit for the main plot since it's from a favourite story of mine called 'The Collector' by PixieGirl13, it's a Danny Phantom fic if anyone is interested. Since I think the Warner Bros. cartoon portrayal of the Batman story is…well…maybe not the best but it's one of my all-time faves I decided to use it!

I wanted to see if this cool plot could work with Batman, so let's find out.

A Captive Audience

Chapter 1: Problematic Speed-dating

It was a regular night in Gotham. And regular nights in Gotham would probably be classed as madness anywhere else in the world, but to the people of the great city itself it was normality.

The Batman and his young partners were engaged in a high speed chase with an upgraded Gearhead. Somehow he had escaped from Arkham and was now running loose, or rather driving loose through dangerous one way traffic…except he was driving in the opposite direction at highly illegal speeds.

"Come on, Batman, we almost had him!" Robin shouted, practically jumping in his seat as the yellow car upfront showed signs of disappearing again.

The Dark Knight pressed his foot down on the accelerator and the bat-mobile propelled forwards like a rocket as it swerved skilfully through the traffic. "We got him," the young boy smirked as he and Batgirl jumped onto the roof as Batman pressed the button that pulled back the roof.

The two stood atop the car and threw their bat-a-rangs at the speeding yellow car; Batman had specially designed these ones to expel an electrical pulse that would short circuit the Nano technology in Gearhead's vehicles. This would make it easier to deal with him whenever he escaped and it would hopefully not cost him another vehicle, Bruce was rather attached to his car and he didn't want to have to lose it in the line of duty like his last one. This bat-mobile was extremely durable and it had survived fires and ice and everything else that came with being property of the Batman.

After being hit by several of the bat-a-rangs the yellow car slowly reverted back to its original shape; an aged brown car ready for the scrapyard. Gearhead emerged from the car looking furious and ran at the Batman with his pointed talons extended on his metal arm, but he was no match for the Dark Knight in a fist fight.

After a single swing the Bat had knocked him out with a rustle of his cape, and the man lay motionless on the ground.

Swiftly the police arrived and Commissioner Jim Gordon approached the team whilst uniformed officers carried the unconscious man away. "Well done, Batman, we'd never have caught him, not with the money we get for our vehicles," as usual the man was impressed by the Bats wheels; it was an impressive piece of technology, envied by citizens, cops and criminals alike.

"Of course, our ride's the best," Robin smiled and Batgirl gave him a friendly push on the shoulder.

The Batman only nodded silently as the commissioners radio sounded, "Sir, sir are you there?" a voice spoke and the man lifted it from his coat pocket, "Excuse me a minute, Batman," he walked away a little and listened intently to the cop on the radio, and after a minute Gordon returned to face them again.

"What is it, Commissioner?" Batman asked and narrowed his eyes at the man.

"Someone tripped the silent alarms at the museum," Jim Gordon answered and watched at the vigilantly team jumped back into the renowned, and enviable bat-mobile. "I'll follow you," he shouted before the Bat left and the caped crusader nodded before driving away.

"We're on a roll tonight," Robin smiled as they sped away.

Once they reached the museum Batgirl glanced at the front entrance and watched as the cops, and her father stalked the doors, "Y'know, for once why don't we try a conventional entrance, we could take 'em by surprise and use the doors like a normal person," she smiled, already anticipating the Batman's answer.

Batman jumped out of the shiny black car without a word, swung to the top of the building and entered via the sky light, "…then again…" the young girl sighed and Robin laughed as the two followed his lead.

They walked silently through the shadows and trailed the empty corridors, scanning for any disturbances. Within minutes they soon heard a quiet laughter and instantly headed towards it.

And sure enough, there was Catwoman, she swerved in-between the plastic models with grace and stealth and caressed the aging clothes on the mannequins. The historical attires fluttered in her wake and she had already swiped a large feathered hat and a pink feather boa was wrapped around her neck.

"Didn't think cats were interested in playing dress up," the Batman's deep, stoic voice echoed across the silence and darkness.

The giggling Catwoman turned to face the trio of caped crusaders and smiled her usual seductive smirk, "Of course we are, Bats. We simply love pretty things…haven't you learnt that yet, handsome?" she smirked and fluffed up the feather boa as she fluttered her eyes lids seductively.

The two began their usual graceful and beautiful, yet deadly and fatal dance; with equal agility they flew at each other and began ducking and dodging, throwing and propelling punches and kicks, skilful flips and elaborate spins.

"…err…shouldn't we help him or something?" Robin asked but frowned as he saw his team mate smile and sit back against the wall.

"Are you kidding, this is probably the closest Batman gets to speed dating, and it's not like he couldn't kick her butt on his own," the girl smiled. She was not a stupid young woman despite what people said; there was definitely an attraction between Batman and Catwoman, you'd have to be blind…or naive not to see it. Obviously Robin was too young to understand animal attraction…but she wasn't blind enough to miss it when it was being played out right in front of her.

"I guess so," Robin sighed and went to sit beside her.

Batman and Catwoman continued to exchange attacks; elaborate kicks, somersaults, spins, punches and parries were tossed around as the Bat's cape and Catwoman's whip danced in the wake of the fight.

Gordon was the first to reach them and he ran to stand beside the Batgirl and Robin with his gun drawn and ready, but he was perplexed as to why they were sitting watching the fight like it was merely a show. "Is there a reason why you two aren't helping Batman?" he asked.

"He's speed dating…uh…whatever that is," The boy wonder replied with a shrug and never took his eyes of the fast paced dance of the duo in front of them.

"…hmm…" the Commissioner nodded, like he understood the boy and he two watched as the bat and the cat exchanged what could be interpreted as a playful glance. This looked like a deadly fight but maybe to the participants it was a warped way of flirting…of testing the others strength and dominance over the other.

Either way Gordon definitely did not want to get in the way of this fight; one wrong move and he was toast.

"I just wanted to come out and play," the Catwoman purred as Batman leaped over her and landed silently as he aimed a powerful kick towards her.

"Play time's over," he smirked as he finally gained the upper hand; the woman was sent hurtling towards the plastic dummies and landed with a painful 'smack.'

"…Owch…" Batgirl and Robin echoed and winced as the black suited woman stood up and tossed aside shattered limbs and fallen clothes with the look of one truly scorned. She threw off the feather boa that had somehow managed to remain round her neck and cartwheeled rapidly towards the Batman.

She spun around him and within second he was lying on the ground as she smirked and kneeled on top of him, "I think you need to be more…flexible, handsome," she hummed and with a feathers touch ran her gloved fingers down his chest.

"Bats are adaptable, not flexible," he replied and gripped her hand with his own to stop her touch.

"Hmm…well cats are both," she smiled and flipped off him as he leapt up and punched the air where she had just been.

"This could go on all night, couldn't it?" Gordon sighed, he really didn't want to intervene but he had other duties and he didn't want to leave the two alone in the museum like this.

"Yup," Batgirl nodded with a smile and the Commissioner lifted his gun towards the still moving Catwoman, "Alright, Catwoman, hands on the ground where I can see 'em," he shouted.

"Oh…party pooper," she moaned and as the Batman stared at the man, she planted a chaste peck on his cheek and turned to run.

"Later, Batsy, and next time…leave the kids at home," she grinned and winked as she started to make her way acrobatically out of the room.

Just as the other unformed policemen came running forwards with their guns aimed at the retreating form of Catwoman a bright flash of sliver light appeared. It was floating in the air and it seemed to grow and grow slowly as the seconds passed by and its light cast eerie shadows around the room.

Batman stalked forwards towards it while Catwoman purred and jumped down from her perch to stand beside the Dark Knight. "Not another addition to your peanut gallery I hope," she smiled but was not expecting an answer from the caped, stoic man beside her and was not disappointed with his ensuing silence.

Batman raised his gloved hand towards the light but didn't quite touch it as he studied it using his infrared scanners, and checked for U.V rays, even low level radiation and several others…but it showed nothing out of the ordinary.

"What is it?" Batgirl asked and she heard her father move closer towards them.

"I'm not sure," Batman replied, clearly not happy that he didn't know the answer.

Soon they all jumped back a step as the light suddenly exploded like a dying star in silver sparks and flares. Batman and his partners at once branded their sharp, shining bat-a-rangs, Catwoman snapped her whip and the Commissioner pointed his gun.

Something about this light set them on edge, and considering the fact that four of them went around the city at night dressed as animals fighting crime, and the other was a brave cop, it was certainly saying something. It sent shivers down their spines and raised goose bumps on their skin as the light increased in intensity.

Instantly the light spiked and they were forced to shield their eyes, the chorus of loud exclamations of shock and confusion were soon silenced as darkness settled in.

A.N. So what'd ya think, any good? Let me know.