A/N- Soooooooo this is my first fanfic, like, EVER. So, yeah, would all of you please go easy on me? Um….. So if you are not a really big DC or Marvel fan then you might not understand everything that happens later in the story. I have been in love with the Bat Family for about a year. I think. Dick Grayson is my favorite. So don't you dare hate on him! But then again if you weren't a big fan then you might not even bother to read fanfiction at all. The characters are OOC (especially the Marvel ones) and my writing is absolutely terrible. I would really appreciate friendly critique from those of you who actually read this and I realize that this is getting pretty long so, *deep breath* enjoy! =)
Chapter 1 - New York?
Dick's P.O.V.
"What. The. Hell."
"Jason."
"OK, sure. Let's try not to corrupt the already corrupted kid."
"That's besides the point!"
"Oh, because you never say anything like-"
"Will you two shut up and help me figure out what just happened?" yelled Tim, who was exasperated by our stupidity.
"I'm sorry Tim." I sighed. Jason huffed and turned away so I looked around and tried to help Tim. We were in a deserted alley and everything was silent. That's strange for a city. It was what you expected an alley to look like. Red brick walls, trash cans, fire escapes, it had it all. It didn't look at all crazy, it looked . . . normal. I racked my brain and tried to remember what happened. I had tricked both Damian and Jason to show up in Chicago while Tim was visiting on a case. After lots of persuading and some blackmail, I had all of my brothers going to the Maroon 5 concert downtown, and no one was trying to kill each other! Then there was screaming around the corner. We ran that way but as soon as we rounded the corner there was a flash of yellow light. Just like the light from a zeta beam, but without the sensation that you're molecules were being separated. Next thing I know, we're in an alley. I look around at the previous and current boy wonders. Tim was on his phone, probably to find out where we are and to see if we could call help if backup was needed. Jason was making sure he still had all of his many weapons. Damian however, had kept quiet since we appeared in this alleyway. He crept down towards the end of the alley and peered around the corner. I listened to the sounds of cars racing in the streets and helicopters flying. Maybe we could hail a taxi and figure out where we are. Wait. It was quiet a second ago.
"Guys!" Damian yelled.
Then two black vans drove up on each side of the alley. The doors of the vans opened and men in suits came out and aimed their guns at my face. Yay. The front doors of the van had a strange symbol on them. It looked like an. . . Eagle? Damian walked back to us, not taking his eyes off of the agents. The men shared a confused expression for a second but it vanished in an instant. Of course can you guess what they said next?
"Freeze! You are being placed under arrest by the Strategic Homeland Intervention, Enforcement and Logistics Division." OK, I wasn't expecting the crazy long name. Tim, Damian, and even Jason looked at me out of their peripheral vision, silently asking what they should do next. I shook my head slightly, and raised my hands in surrender. Better not to attract attention to four teenagers and a kid who have crazy martial arts skills.
"-tt-" Damian muttered.
As we were loaded into the back of separate vans, Tim whispered, "S.H.I.E.L.D. It's an anagram. It spells S.H.I.E.L.D." in my ear as we crossed paths. S.H.I.E.L.D. I'm pretty sure I've never heard about it. But then again I am getting old. Y'know my twenty-second birthday is coming up in March!
The 'Agents of SHIELD' * seemed to not want to talk. They didn't ask any questions or tell us why we were being arrested. They didn't even read us our rights. I wonder what happened with the others. Hopefully Jason got the message not to fight. Oh my gosh, It's raining. Of course it is. This place would kind of looks like New York. Y'know if it was actually New York. We passed some crazy looking building that looked like a bird. It had Stark written across the top. Stark Towers? Stark Industries? The handcuffs (Yes I am handcuffed) are digging into my skin. I've been in worse situations, but it's still uncomfortable.
After driving for a little while more, (I think the handcuffs are drawing blood) we passed Liberty Island. I love the Statue of Liberty. It always takes my breath away- The Statue of Liberty? The Statue of Liberty is in New York. So if it's here then, we're in New York. But I've never seen that Stark building. Did we get transported to another time? In the future maybe? "Um, excuse me? What's the date?" I ask one of the agents.
"Are you serious? Uh, it's the 24th of September. 2015." He replies. He has short brown hair and his voice is deep. He probably had a gun hidden somewhere on his body besides the one in his belt. He has that government air to him. Like he's got an iron pole stuck up his ass (Yes I swear sometimes).
'Thanks." I say. So, not in another time. What else could it be?
"Dude, we're not supposed to talk to him." The other agent exclaims.
"Jeez Nick, It's okay." Agent #1 assures him. Nick still doesn't look very confident. Well if we're not in the past or the future, then where would we- Oh no. Oh no, oh no, oh no. Ugh I hate getting stuck in alternate universes! Why, why, why!? It all makes sense now. We're in another fucking reality! Stupid bitchy multiverses.
* = Hahaha. Get it? Agents of SHIELD? TV show? Even my little sister got it.
A/N- So I haven't worked everything out yet in the story but I'm getting everything in place. I know this chapter was crappy and boring, but it will get better as the story progresses. This idea has been bugging me for months now and I looked for Avengers and Bat family crossovers and I didn't find any ones I liked, so I made my own. I might go back and edit this later and try to improve it. I came up with the idea that the Marvel and DC Multiverses should be connected. I think that the main Marvel Earth should be about Earth 615? If you know the real answer, or if it doesn't have a classification please tell me. I will try to improve everything about the story, just be patient with me. I will try to update regularly, but no promises. Please review! I need the feedback. Tell me if you want longer chapters or if the story was to fast paced, things like that. Please be nice! I don't think I can take mean criticism!(=
