Sunday, March 17th at exactly 23:00 hours, I Batman, successfully found and disarmed all the bombs set to go off throughout Gotham City. After rendering the city safe from the firearms I attempted to stop my opponent, Deathstroke, before he reached his next destination of Wayne Manor. After a short period of time, approximately 46 seconds, our battle ended with the escape of Deathstroke and my sustaining injuries (see health file). Before Deathstroke was able to complete his terrorist attack on Wayne Manor, he was incapacitated and captured by a large, metal robot seeming to be of alien origin. At this point I know little about the subject of question, but my research on the machine will continue until I am able to rid Gotham of its presence.

Batman leaned back into his bat-chair, cracking his bat-knuckles and allowing his bat-eyes to drift from the bat-computer screen they had been glued to (presumably with bat-glue). "The only vigilante in this city is me." He muttered while removing his cowl. "Besides, that machine hardly qualifies as a superhero." He shifted his chair to close the distance between himself and the large computer in from of him and rested his hands on the keyboard, preparing a new file.

Unidentified, extraterrestrial robot; roughly 25 feet tall; clocked moving at speeds over 70 mph-

"BRUUUUUCE!" Batman jumped at the sound of his alto-ego being called.

"Bruce did you hear?!" he turned around in his chair just in time to see Robin, not-so-commonly known as Richard "Dick" Grayson, come tumbling through the Batcave – flipping every which way with increasing acceleration before performing one last impressive trick and landing on the back of Batman's chair.

"Did you hear the news?" Batman came face-to-face with the upside-down pair of blue eyes of his son and ward.

"Dick, you're supposed to be in bed." He replied while standing up, wincing as every small movement brought up another of the day's injuries.

"I was watching the 12 o'clock news." Robin declared nonchalantly. "Did you hear about the Transformer?!"

"The what?"

"The Transformer! It's a giant robot from outer space that beat the pulp out of Deathstroke earlier today. Or was it yesterday? What time is it?"

"It's time for you to go back to bed." Batman began ushering Richard out of the cave, ignoring his protests and blocking out all the excuses spewing out of his son's mouth.

"But people say that the Transformer is Gotham's new superhero!" Batman stopped short, his velocity going from 7 to 0 m/s in an instant. Were people really naïve enough to think that machine was on par with Earth's superheroes? With himself? He's the freaking Batman for crying out loud! Disregarding all the obscenities running through his mind too emotional for Batman and too inappropriate for Bruce, the black clad hero turned around and made his way back to his computer.

"That 'Transformer' is no superhero." Batman remarked halfway to his destination.

"Why not?"

"Because he's a machine. A machine can't be a vigilante."

"Red Tornado is a machine and he's a vigilante."

"That's different. Red Tornado is an almost human android capable of summoning winds powerful enough to wipe out an island. The Transformer is nothing but a glorified toaster that can step on things."

"He can turn into a car too."

"Well if I ever need something to replace the Batmobile, I'll give him a call."

"But-"

"I'm done with this conversation, Richard. Now go up to bed before I call Alfred down to get you." Batman snapped harshly. After a minute without reply, he assumed Robin had done as he was told. He sat down and let out an exasperated sigh, closing his eyes for a moment. Upon reopening his eyes Batman unsurprisingly saw a familiar pair of azure eyes.

"Why won't you admit that the Transformer is a superhero?" Robin remarked sternly, crossing his arms and perking his lips into a small pout.

"Richard I told you I'm not having this convers-"

"It's because you're jealous, isn't it?" Richard stated, eyes and mouth wide with shock. "It is! You're jealous of a robot!" Batman let out a frustrated puff of air as Robin began an entertaining dance around the Batcave, singing a made-up tune about his dad's envy. Eventually Robin's intricate path closed the short displacement between Batman and the door to the house, and the small boy hopped through the entrance. As the door closed behind him, he uttered approvingly, "You know Batman, you're right. No way is the Transformer a superhero." The door shut with a definitive click and Batman allowed a smirk to stretch across his usually stoic face.

"I knew you'd come around."