Warning: It is 1 a.m. and I should be asleep but school work and waiting has kept me up so I worked on this fic on the meantime. May have errors. Let me know I'll fix them.
My Enemy
"You really are your own worst enemy."
Chapter 1
"In this universe, my Angela died at age 4 when her parents murdered her," he said to his longtime butler, Alfred.
Alfred looked at the monitor and then to his master.
"In this universe," he continued. "She died in a car accident. In this universe, she was happily married to my alternate version but we both died in a fire. She's gone in every universe she exists in. 205 universes out of 5,321 known universes and she's gone in all of them. In this universe I am married with children, in this universe, I never lost my father. In this universe I never became Batman. In this universe, I am a young vigilante named Red Robin, a sidekick to their universes current Batman."
"Fascinating," the butler replied as they both looked at the screen. "But how will this help our universe."
"You didn't let me finish Alfred," he replied. "In the universe where I am the Red Robin, Angela is dead of course. My beautiful Nightingale was just never meant to live."
The butler looked to his master who had a sad look in his deep blue eyes.
"In that universe," Batman continued. "Angela died because of the devils' hell child. Just like here but in different circumstances. She's special, the girl. She exists in this universe and this universe only. Just like he exists in ours and in ours only. They're so similar but they aren't the same. They aren't alternate versions of themselves, I cannot explain it. Both are one of a kind. Here, he was Angelas older brother and he killed her to let Satan in. In their world, the girl, she was Angelas daughter and she was also made to let in the devil, their devil. Every earth seems to have one, a hell child. Many died before their destiny could come to fruition. Some succeeded and destroyed their earth. Some succeeded but were stopped and defeated. But she was so different. Her destiny came when she was only 15, the youngest of all 5,321 of them but in the end, she took her fate into her hands and stopped her devil father in his tracts and saved her world."
Alfred noticed that his master looked impressed, a hard feat indeed.
"She is what we need to stop him," he said to Alfred. "She looks like her, doesn't she."
Alfred looked at his master's face. He was very focused on the young woman.
"She's stunning as well," he said.
"She is master," Alfred replied. "But she is still quite young, hardly 20 years old."
"Yes," Batman said. "Both of them are 20 years my junior but that doesn't really matter. I only need her for her power. I'll return her after if she survives."
"Of course Master Timothy," Alfred said as he bowed. "I shall fetch you some tea before your journey."
"Thank you, Alfred," Timothy replied. "I'll try to return quickly."
Alfred nodded and exited the Bat Cave to enter his late masters' Manor.
...
"You are aggravating," she said to the young man who currently had her in bed rest, a nice herbal tea at her side and a small library awaiting her.
The young man in question, Red Robin aka Tim Drake, and he was currently fluffing her pillow like the nerdy mother hen he was. All the while Raven was glaring at him. It was his partially fault that she had to be in bed-rest and he refused to let her do anything.
It had been a fight against Slade that had gone wrong. It had been late at night and the Titans had just finished fighting the Hive Five. Robin and Nightwing had both been injured and so she healed them which had tired her somewhat. It would have been fine but then Slade attacked them directly and with his bots.
He took advantage of her fatigue and attacked her. He beat her to a pulp while Beastboy, Starfire, and the two Bird boys fought his bots. She could still feel the steal of his boot digging into her back as he ripped her leotard In a sick and twisted reenactment of their time on her birthday, only this time he could hurt her.
And shoot her.
He had pulled out his gun and shot in the back of her leg. Not a kill shot but a way to make her suffer. Her scream had been almost as loud as the gunshot and Red Robin had tried to come to her rescue but a bot stopped him. Luckily Beast Boy was able to tackle Slade away which gave the rest of the team enough time stop the bots.
Unfortunately, that meant that Raven had to wait on the cold floor, bleeding, bruised and beaten as she waited for her team to beat the bots and the mercenary. She was too weak to heal and the blood loss made her become dizzy. She blacked out but woke up in the infirmary wing with Tim wiping off sweat from her brow. She had apparently become infected and almost septic, causing her to be out cold for 3 whole days.
Now she was in her room but she wasn't at full enough strength to heal so Tim ordered her to stay and rest.
"I just worry about you Raven," he said as he handed her the tea. "Slade has been extremely brutal against you lately and I worry."
Raven sighed. It was true. After messing with Beast Boy about Terras so-called amnesia he decided he was bored and turned his attention to her. Grabbing her in fights, secluding her, hurting her. Whether he wanted her dead or not was also unclear since he had ample opportunity to kill her but so far just liked to mess with her mind and physically torture her.
"I know Tim," she replied. "I guess I can rest for the next few days."
Tim smiled. His tired face suddenly gaining some life. She loved his smile.
Tim leaned towards her and pushed her hair behind her ear. Then he leaned closer and kissed her.
It had been a new development, the kissing, but it was definitely not unwanted. He had only been on the team for about a year when Nightwing was needed in Gotham to take Batman's cowl while he was presumed dead. He had come to replace Dick since the Titans always needed a Robin on their team. They became friends very fast because they were both book nerds and enjoyed a quiet setting with some tea/coffee. Then the quiet friendship turned into a friendship full of conversations about intelligent topics. A few weeks ago they had been enjoying their drinks in his room when they got into a friendly argument over the ending of the book. She hated it, he loved it. They argued on who was right then he spontaneously kissed her and she kissed back.
It had been a secret some-what-relationship since then and she was happy, as was he.
Their moment was ruined by the blaring alarms.
"Get some rest Raven," he said with a quick last hiss to her chakra. "I'll be back to check on you when we're done."
Raven nodded and laid down to sleep, the darkness overtaking her tired body quickly.
...
He made it to their universe with relative ease. He had the technology so it wasn't surprised.
Their headquarters was silly, he thought to himself. A giant T.
When he was part of a group of young heroes they hid in space. He still used the Batcave as did the Batman before him. Those were hard to get to. The T was a sitting duck of a target. He got into it much too easily.
She was asleep, weak and fragile but he knew she had an unmatched power hidden in her tiny, delicate body.
Angela, his Nightingale was a normal human who's mother was a cult leader and sacrificed her only daughter, just a baby, to be able to birth a son for that devil. Angela had fortunately survived. An alternate dimensions leader had seen what occurred and saved her, then they gifted with a magical staff that allowed her to train under their teachings. Angela had been powerful as well but her brother was nearly unstoppable. She had been able to seal him away but at the expense of her life.
To make matters worse, it was a temporary fix. That's why he needed the girl. She was stronger, her fix would be permanent, he hoped.
He walked to the girls' bed.
She looked like Angela but also not like her. Angela was pale but this girl was paler, grey actually, and Angela had black hair, she had violet locks. Plus the little gem on her forehead, that was quite different but it suited the young woman.
She was stunning but what did he expect, she may not have been Angela but she was a part of her and Angela was the most beautiful women in the world.
He brushed his finger over her forehead, pushing a strand away. This caused her to stir and begin to awaken.
"Tim?" she asked confused as she opened her eyes. "What's wrong?"
She opened her eyes and they went wide.
"Batman?" she said with a quiver in her voice.
He smirked.
It was good to know that Batman struck fear into the hearts of all in this universe as well.
"Hello, Raven."
...
End
I have too many fics going on but this plot bunny just cannot be ignored. I like this trope. Let me know what yall think!