Gosh dangit!
Robin leapt to another support beam above the warehouse. He scanned the area below, looking for his teammates. All he could see were Scarecrow's goons, frantically searching the room for him.
Great.
Scarecrow had escaped Arkham, and Batman was on an off-world mission with the League. Robin threw a smoke bomb down below, and as the gas rose, Robin descended to the warehouse floor crawling with goons. Under the cover of smoke, he took out Scarecrow's men with ease, breaking noses, and cracking a few ribs in the process. As the smoke dissipated, Robin looked over his handy work and dusted his hands. He smirked. He looked behind him when a crate shuffled suddenly. Out rose the heads of a brown haired man and a Great Dane.
"Like, are they gone?" The shaggy haired teen asked shakily.
"Reah? Are Rhey gone?" His dog followed.
"They aren't gone, but I don't think they'll give us any more trouble." Robin replied.
Relieved, the two cowards rose from behind the crate. The young man was about Robin's age, with a baggy green shirt, brown bellbottoms, and a slight beard. The Great Dane stood to about waist height, with a blue collar, and a big black spot on his back.
"Like, we can always count on you to have our backs, Dick!" The brown haired man, Shaggy, said, forgetting to use Robin's codename. He let it slide.
"Reah! Rhanks!" The dog, Scooby, joined in.
"It's what I do," Robin slightly boasted. "Let's join up with the others."
In a room on the other side of a warehouse, a ginger girl was dangling in a net, set high above the ground, and her two friends, a blonde guy, and a brunette girl, were trying to get her down, but were preoccupied.
The blonde, Fred, swung a lid at one of the pumpkin masked goons that belonged to a certain Scarecrow. The lid hit the goon in the gut, and immediately, he went down. The brunette, Velma, was taking a more straight forward approach, hitting advancing lackeys in the knees, sending them down. Placed on one of the crates next to the dangling girl stood the main man. Red contacts glared at the fight below through holes in a straw mask. A small, brown sunhat sat upon the figure's head, and the rest of his clothes made him look like someone had plucked him out of a cornfield.
This was Scarecrow.
The villain cackled loudly as the sound of more fists hitting jaws broke out below. Under the mask, he smirked brightly, taunting, "You fear what will happen to your friend, don't you?"
Fred shouted, "Don't you dare harm Daphne!" His break in action to respond gave a goon ample opportunity to slam him to the ground. Scarecrow cackled, and danced giddily on the makeshift platform he was on. He made his way over to the ginger girl, before sticking her with a needle through the net, asking, "Now, what do you fear?" The girl let out a series of screams as she lost her grip on reality, and delved into the chambers of her mind. Scarecrow once again let out a string of cackles.
His pleasure was soon interrupted, as the sharp whir of a metal object hurtling towards him, made him take cover. The batarang flew to the wall behind Scarecrow and sharply pierced it. The sounds of fighting died down, and soon, every goon was out. Scarecrow looked down below, but didn't see any signs of the bat. He began to sweat when suddenly, the sound of boots hitting wood met his ears. He turned around just in time to be met with a fist to the face, belonging to a certain Boy Wonder.
GCPD officers, escorted Scarecrow and his army of goons to Arkham Asylum, and Blackgate respectively. As the scene died down, Robin turned to the Mystery Inc. gang, "Hey, it's not often you guys come to Gotham, how about you guys come to the Batcave with me for a while? Just to hang out a little bit before you go."
Fred said, "Sure! We'd love to!"
"Great," Robin replied. "Bruce may have my head when he gets back, but hey, I think you guys deserve it!" He turned to his R-Cycle. "Let's go!"
At the Batcave, Alfred couldn't make enough things to eat even if he was at full cooking capacity. The two garbage disposals called Shaggy and Scooby-Doo simply ate too much. While they were polishing of Alfred's tenth blueberry pie, Robin was scanning the web for anything interesting, trading crime fighting tips with Velma. Sure, he never went up against Creeps Crawley pretending to be the Ghost of Nantucket, but with villains like Killer Croc and Joker to beware of, maybe he could learn something from Velma.
Ever since their first mission together, Batman and Robin were considered pals of the Mystery Inc. As crime evolved, so did they all, and now when their paths overlapped, they were an unstoppable crime fighting team, and villains didn't stand a chance, monsters or no. And that's why Robin liked Mystery Inc. Sure, not all their members were exactly… competent, but they still got the job done no matter what.
So maybe Velma could help him decipher what the heck was scrambling the Batcomputer's screens. Several characters that vaguely resembling text spilled across the screen in bright yellow. They flashed every time a new character was added and eventually it stopped adding text. The whole entourage of teens inside the Batcave stared at the screen in shock. Robin turned to Velma, who just shrugged.
Okay then, what now? Robin tapped onto the keyboard of the Batcomputer, bringing up its advanced translating software. The Batcomputer registered an alien language, that much was certain, but it could only partially decipher the message. They would simply have to be smart enough to fill in the gaps.
The message went as follows: a U followed by an alien letter, G, followed by three more alien letters, then an M, gaps, E, entire word-long gaps in translation, G-O-V, gaps, S-E-C, gaps. The only fully translated words came at the end: "SCOOBY DOO" and "SHAGGY". Robin and the gang were confused. What would aliens, heck, anybody, want with Shaggy and Scooby?
Robin decided to look at the words again; the first two were followed by a semi colon, U and M were the first letters. "Urgent Message"? Hmm, yes. G-O-V, that sounded like the beginning of "Government". "Security" was the next word he deciphered. Shaggy and Scooby aren't only wanted by aliens, but athey have something to do with government security? Robin frowned.
"Well?" Fred asked.
"I've deciphered four words." Robin replied, sending the message through another translation attempt. "Urgent Message, Government Security." He turned fully towards the gang. "Make any sense why aliens would want Shaggy and Scooby?"
"Not really…" Daphne replied, suddenly quieting.
"Government. Hmm," Velma scratched her chin. "And you say it's an alien message?" She asked.
"There sure as heck ain't an Earth language like this." Robin replied confidently. He then frowned. "Why?"
"It seems familiar." Velma said. "Can you decipher any more words?"
Robin looked at the screen, more letters had appeared. He could figure out "Agents" and what seemed like two names. He turned to the gang, "Do the names "Crystal" and "Amber" mean anything to you?"
At that everyone perked up, eyes going wide. Robin tried to shrink into his chair, turning it around and telling the Batcomputer to do another translation attempt. Now everyone crowded around the computer, looking intently at the message.
"So, who are those two?" Robin tried again. Shaggy and Scooby's eyes began to look like hearts, and Shaggy replied, "Only the most wonderful girl I ever met." with Scooby adding, "Rand her dog!"
"Oh-kay." Robin said, watching as the third attempt finished translating. The message was revealed. Velma did the honors.
"Urgent Message: We the Systems Alliance of Sentient Species have become aware that you know secrets that endanger our government's security. After a recent mission to your planet, Agents Crystal and Amber revealed that their cover was compromised; however, they claim that their secret is in good hands. We the S.A.S.S. wish to confirm that claim, and so we are requesting that the following immediately report to our base on Nebulon Five: Shaggy and Scooby-Doo."
"The S.A.S.S.?" Daphne wondered aloud.
"The League's never heard of it, so I suppose it's a long way from home." Robin offered.
"What would an alien government want to do with Shag and Scoob?" Fred asked.
"Obviously, they don't want Earth to know of their existence." Velma answered.
"And why would that be?" Robin asked knowingly.
"I guess it's time to find out. Gang, we may have another mystery on our hands." Fred rallied.
"But dude, like how are we getting there?" Shaggy asked.
Robin pressed a button on the keyboard and a loud rumbling could be heard. The gang looked to see a giant rocket emerge from the water surrounding much of the Batcave.
"I think that could get us there." Robin said smugly. The others looked at him. "As long as we're back before Batman returns."
Jetting upwards, the Bat-Rocket soon left the sky of Gotham as it entered the topmost layers of Earth's atmosphere. And soon, in a flash, it was gone. Mystery Inc. plus one sat inside the rocket, strapped in for safety reasons, with Robin at the controls. As he sent all power to the thrusters, he kicked the gear on high and pushed the ship as fast as it could go. The Justice League Javelins were far faster, but Robin would be darned if he even attempted to steal one. He just hoped Batman's Rocket would get them there and back in optimal Earth time. A week would be nice.
After about what may have been an hour in Earth time, a bright yellow beam came hurtling towards them. No time to react, the beam swallowed them up in yellow light. In seconds, the light subsided, and the Bat-Rocket was moving towards a space complex. A voice came over the radio.
"Please dock your ship at one of the available hatches."
Robin maneuvered the ship to dock at one of the hatches, and Robin and crew unbuckled. The voice came again,
"Prepare to be boarded."
"Copy that." Robin complied. The Bat-Rocket's boarding tube opened up, and in stepped troopers of various alien races. Two possessed the orange skin that was a trademark of a Tamaranian. Robin saw one with two antennas on his head, one that looked suspiciously like a Grey, and two that looked short, stout, and green with red eyes. They weren't Martians, they had the wrong body shaped. The top of their heads arched backwards, and slight ridges could be seen on their foreheads. They had big lips, and really big heads, but their bodies were almost completely cylindrical, and their limbs looked spindly. They must've looked like one of the monsters Mystery Inc. had faced, if Shaggy and Scooby's reactions were anything to go by.
Each trooper was dressed in a periwinkle, and dark blue combination jumpsuit with bullet, or perhaps laser, proof vests. They wore black boots, and blue caps that resembled Earthly army caps. They each had a laser rifle in hand as they inspected the ship. Eventually, they cleared Mystery Inc. for boarding, Scooby and Shaggy leading the way. They kept a close eye on the gang and their pilot, but so far, no hostility had been displayed.
So far so good.