Gotham City.
There was a cold wind blowing through Gotham city.
This in and of itself was not the least bit weird or considered odd. It was after all, two mere weeks before Thanksgiving.
What was odd was the sound that the wind blowing through the alleyway blocked. The high pitch chime of a transporter was abandoned by the ear of the city, one that had much more interesting things to do then listen to some magical light appearing. Besides, in this town, it usually boaded no well when something like that happened.
Transporters were not unheard of in Gotham. They knew about the technology, borrowed from Martians. They knew that the Justice League had several booths installed throughout the country. They also knew, although officially they didn't, that the Caped Crusader had at least one booth active in the city. Not that the Batman existed. Officially.
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USS Titan NCC-80102
Gotham City lingered on the view screen, sparkling like a cache of diamonds spread out on black velvet pillow. Its rivers intersected the bunched jewels of light, laying through them like two black ribbon place markers, telling any observer which side of town was the better, and which side was more gritty.
"Well, Christine. Anything that stands out."
"It appears to be an earth city, early 21st century. We're going to need some replicated local clothing patterns. .. My tricorder is picking up a wireless network of some kind. According to this, it is Earth. This city is known as Gotham."
"New York ?" the captain asked, trying to remember history centuries old.
"Sir, the sensors are picking up New York, and she's registering. The thing is, this Earth happens to have more metropolises then our history. Perhaps an alternative history ? Something at a different vibration then ours ?" the young cardassian said, perking up from his conn unit.
"Good thinking, Ensign. Christine, get as much data from there as you can, and beam up in 5 minutes. I have a feeling that this city isn't as safe as we would hope. Riker out."
"Captain, we have been detected. There are several radio-wave based censor units training on us from the surface of the planets moon."
"Deflectors on full, Mr. Tuvok. Mr. Pazler, Get us a fix on our coordinates. I want to know exactly where we are, When we are, and how we got here. Assemble senior officers and meet in the ready room at 2200 hours."
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Gotham City
"Like… action figure. Then disappeared. Twinkle. Music."
"Teleportation ?"
"No booth. Just… twinkle. Twinkle. Then gone."
"Oracle, you hearing this ?"
"Yeah boss. There's another thing. JLA censors stopped recording a big hunk of space above us. There was a minute gap in the records, and then they returned to where they were. Exactly where they were, except with perfect variations to the wavelength. I'd hate to say it, but we're probably dealing with aliens of some kind of another."
The Batman paused alone on top of the roof. He didn't like aliens, or super powered beings, or any stranger at all, really. This was his city, and it was also the only one on the East Coast that didn't have a multi-million dollar budget devoted entirely to repair of super-powered damage.
Across the alley way, Cassandra Cain perked up.
"Aliens ? She looked Human. Him too. Though" Cassandra's brow visibly wrinkled through her cowl. "He did have dots." She illustrated the point by running her fingers up her head.
"Aliens…" the Batman growled. "Oracle, get me a contact with Green Lantern."
"Batgirl, join me at the Clocktower." Batman paused, changing his com-channel "Robin, you have the city. When Nightwing returns, he is to take the north, you the south. Batgirl and I will be investigating an unusual incident that has happened in the Upper East End.
~Writer's note:
This story has no official date. This is to avoid the many continuity errors that have and will occur. It's fan fiction, not Paramount or Time-Warner.