I do not own Batman or any other DC heroes mentioned in this fanfiction. I do own the rights and idea of Megamutt/Megan Winters.

A/n: ... Well... I apologize for the late update once again! ARGH! Band camp started this week and I've been running around getting everything prepared and what not. Anywho, Megan's super perrsona finally has a name! Megamutt. I know it doesn't sound very impressive but that's what I've called her since I was seven years old so nyeh :P The updates are starting to catch up on me =.= I only have chapter eleven complete and some of twelve done because... well... something big is gonna happen. But I'm stuck T.T So enjoy this chapter and please review!

Chapter 10

"So you're sure I can't hurt him?" Megan faced Robin in the simulation room. Batman's plan today was to train her how to fight properly. Robin was wearing safety gear covering his body from head to toe.

"Don't sweat it, Meg. You'd have to be Superman in order to hurt me while in this gear." She could see his smirk through the helmet.

"B-But didn't you say I had some of his, what was it called? Dena?"

"It is called D.N.A. Do not worry; I will be monitoring you the entire time... It means I'll be watching and you don't have to raise your hand." Batman explained.

"Okay. Then let's go." Megan smiled.

"Alright. We'll start with some basic blocks. Say someone comes at you with a punch, like this." Robin mocked a punch to Megan's right. "What you want to do is block like this." He tucked his right arm close to protect his side from the punch. "Now you try." Megan copied Robin.

"Like this?"

"Kinda. Make sure you keep your arm tight against your side," he demonstrated again, "This time I'll try to 'hit' you and you'll block it." She nodded and blocked his punch. "Good, now I'll show you how to counter a punch."

"What does that mean?"

"It means you can block the person punching you and make an attack out of it. Try to punch me."

Megan hesitated at first but threw a weak punch aimed for Robin's side. He blocked, pushed her arm away, then mock punched her in one swift move.

"See?"

"Oh I get it! Can I try?"

"Of course," Robin smiled. He threw a punch at her as she blocked it then punch the protective gear on his chest. "That was a good punch!"

"S-Sorry! Did I hurt you?" Megan gave a shocked look.

"No! You didn't! I'm fine." Robin patted her shoulder.

"You need to learn to not worry about hurting your opponent, Megamutt. This is just training; Robin will be fine." Batman spoke over the intercom.

"Yes sir." Megan sighed.

"He does have a point. You can't hold back in training or else you'll hold back when fighting a real criminal." Robin added in. He continued to teach her more blocks and counter attacks until lunch time.

"So what are we doing now?" Megan asked once they were back in the simulation room; this time with Rex.

"Now we're working on offense."

"What's that?"

"It's just attacking," Robin explained, "We noticed when you fought those Joker Thugs with us the other night that you have a natural fighting instinct. It must be the canine D.N.A. in you."

"What is D.N.A. exactly? You guys keep talking about it."

"D.N.A. transfers certain traits from generation to generation. For example, your blond hair and green eyes are from your father and your, former, bone structure was the same as your mother's. But there's also traits that aren't based on looks, there's personality traits like how you crinkle your nose when you lie; your father did the same thing. That man was terrible at poker." Batman explained.

"Soooo my new D.N.A. from that MM-whatever gave me cool fighting skills and superpowers?"

"Pretty much." Robin answered. He showed her how to execute proper punches and kicks. "Now try them out on me. The goal is to get one clean hit. I'll start but mostly block, got it?"

She nodded then dodged his high kick. She tried to punch his chest as she ducked but he deflected it. Megan scowled then tried a leg sweep but the boy wonder dodged it by placing his hand on her right shoulder then spined over her.

"Gotta be faster than that, Meg."

She gave a low growl as she spun around to look at him, "I just learned it!" Megan sent a flying kick to his left side which he deflected again. Robin snickered then kicked her. Megan fell on her rear. She felt a strange swelling start in the pit of her stomach.

"Remember to keep your balance." Robin teased.

She growled again. This is getting really annoying! She thought as she sent another punch toward Robin; this one aimed for his face. He grabbed her fist then twisted it behind her back.

"Do not aim for his face, Megamutt. This is a mock fight." Batman spoke.

She continued to growl getting more and more agitated. "You told me not to hold back!" The swelling moved up to her chest.

"Yes, but there are exceptions to every rule."

Robin let her go then waited for her next move. Megan let out a barrage of punches and kicks which were more than easy for Robin to dodge. He flipped, ducked, slid, and blocked. Megan's attacks became more powerful as she got even more agitated; her growl never breaking.

"Come on, Meg. Think it through! You're getting sloppy."

"I wouldn't be so sloppy if you just stood still!"

"But the point is to hit a moving target."

Megan stopped attacking and faced Robin. She could feel the swelling spreading up to her throat. She slid her right foot behind her then opened her mouth to release the swelling feeling. The bark sent the boy wonder flying across the room and slammed against the wall.

"Robin!"

She heard Batman's voice then the door connecting the rooms together was flung open as he ran over to Robin. Megan's head started to clear as she tried to process what just happened. She started to walk over to Robin when Batman picked him up.

"Megamutt, go get the first aid kit."

"B-Batman... I didn't mean to-"

"Get the kit!"

Megan flinched then ran out of the simulation room to find Alfred.

Dick was laying in his bed sleeping. Alfred walked out of his room to find Bruce waiting at the door.

"He's still sleeping?"

"Yes. Do not worry, Master Bruce. He will awake before supper."

"Have you found Megan yet?"

The old butler sighed, "I have not. The puppy says she is still in the house but refuses to come out of hiding." Bruce sighed as well. "Did you... yell at her, sir?"

"I did raise my voice at her when she didn't get the first aid kit. I was worried about Dick."

Alfred nodded, "I understand, sir, but she might have mistook it for anger."

Bruce grunted, "Did Rex say where she is?"

"He said he was not allowed to tell."

Bruce nodded then turned to search for her.

"Megan? We should go inside. I can smell rain coming." Rex nudged his nose against Megan's side.
"We'll be fine under here." She curled up tighter underneath the stone bench. The gazebo hidden in the back garden had three stone benches in the form of an arch.
"Alpha will get worried."
"He won't care. I hurt Robin... I mean Dick... I mean... I'm confused!" She buried her face into her arms. "I don't wanna be like this anymore! Not if it means hurting people!"
"But he's fine! You don't have to hurt people."
"Isn't that what I'm created for?" she snapped. "To hurt people? It's in my D.N.A! I heard what Charlie said. I can't even cry so I must not care!"
"Cry? What's that?"
"You don't know what crying is?"
Rex shook his head, "Dogs don't cry. Actually we can't cry."
"Why's that?"
"Dogs don't have tear ducts, only humans do."
Megan looked over to the familiar voice to see Bruce standing at the gazebo's entrance. She tried to stand and run but she hit her head on the stone bench.
"It's okay, Megan. I'm not mad."
She stayed under the bench but listened to him. "U-Uncle Bruce... I didn't mean to, I didn't want to-"
"I know. It was an accident. Dick is fine; he has a few bruises. I gave him some pain killers just in case. He's sleeping." His voice was calm. Megan inched out a little but stayed under the bench. He sat on the bench next to her. "You shouldn't worry about hurting people. You would never do that. Not on purpose."
"But-"
"Just listen. I know you think you have to hurt people because you think it's in your D.N.A." She nodded. "But it's not. If you were trained to hurt people, good or bad, then you would turn out like Spaniel said you would." He managed to pull her out from under the bench and pull her onto his lap. She refused to make eye contact. "Do you know why?" She waited for him to continue until she realized he was waiting on her. She shook her head.

"You won't turn evil and hurt people because you are Megan Winters. The kindest, gentlest, loyalest, and smartest little girl on the planet. You have a mother who loves you and an 'uncle' who's proud of you. Nothing will change who you are even if you're a human or a dog."

"Even a hippo?" Megan finally looked up to meet his gaze.

Bruce chuckled, "Yes, even a hippo."

Her eyes went wide, "What about a unicorn?"

He thought for a second then answered, "Even if you were every animal on this planet you would still be you."

"I think I'll stay like this instead."

Bruce laughed, "But do you get my point?"

She nodded then buried her face into his chest. "Thank you, Uncle Bruce." He held onto her as he stood and walked back to the house. "Uncle Bruce?"

"Hm?"

"How do you always know what to say when I'm sad or mad?"

"That's a good question. To tell you the truth I don't really know."

"So... it's like a gift?"

"You could say that."

"... Uncle Bruce?"

"Yes?"

"How did you know where I was?"

"I always know where you are."

"Really?"

"No. I could see you from my bedroom window."