"We ain't exactly keepin' a low profile here Nightwing!" Garfield said looking around him

He and Nightwing had driven for a few miles to find themselves in the strangest traffic jam that Garfield has even seen. They were on a large empty desert plain, with sand and dust making up most of the atmosphere here, along with other assortment of gases from soot to car exhaust to gases that Garfield was 99% sure was deadly in large doses. Around them was a large collection of odd vehicles.

There was a car that was made out of at least 100 different car scraps that seemed to be running on an large wind sail, there was a car that looked to be from the 19th century still running good as new. There was a demented old man in a bikini top and a kilt riding a skateboard, a large assortment of horse drawn chariots all of whom seem to be renacting a Ben Herr movie scene, an armada of large trucks all of whom seemed to have various things happening in them. Garfield saw what appeared to be a funeral where all the guests seemed to be glad that the deceased is dead, in another he saw a restaurant that seemed to have broken out in a small war with people firing guns, arrows and god knows what else over what appears to be a bowl of fruit, and in another he saw a wedding where the groom seemed to have just learnt how to tie his shoes, while his bride to be seemed to be old enough to be his mother and in another he saw a cross between a hotel, a red light district nightclub, a casino, a library and a school, with thousands of people partying in it.

Around him various people of all different groups and ages seemed to have decided to have a duel in the middle of this 'traffic jam'. He saw a large group of teenaged boys and girls having a gun fight while blindfolded, while at the same time a man who was as fat as a beach wall was lazily having two sword fights at the same time with two men in ninja suits fighting him, but the fat man seemed almost bored with this fight. He saw a wrestling match between a large young woman and a small old man, with neither making dominance over the other.

He noticed a 90-year-old woman who seemed to be wearing every known clothes in the world, carrying what looks to be a fusion between a machine gun, a revolver, a flame thrower, a missile launcher, a laser gun, a cross bow, a bow and arrow, a harpoon gun and a spear launcher. Garfield watched as she vaporised a middle aged man, who seemed to be dressed up as the mummy, after she touched one of several triggers on this insane weapon only to get shot in the eye by a naked 9 year old boy, who had war paint on him that made him look like a fox, he was holding a cheap looking bow and a quiver with an infinite number of arrows.

Garfield looked at the dying woman twitching on the ground with blood spurting out of her eye every second. The boy who had fired the arrow walked up to the corpse and picked up her no longer needed weapon, which was a remarkable feat as it was twice his size, but he lifted it up like if it was a toy. "This is my fucking gun now" he said looking down at the old woman who was now no longer moving. A middle aged woman wearing full samurai armour came charging out of thin air brandishing a samurai sword heading full speed at the boy. For a moment, Garfield thought that the boy was a goner, as his super weapon was slung against his back and he would have no time to withdraw his weapon, aim and fire, only to see a storm of arrows that seemed to be getting fired out of the boy's body.

"But I ain't giving up me bow and arrows" he said, looking down at the woman's body, who's front was now nothing but arrow ends. "and next time, don't wear anything if you wish to attack me. Sound of moving cloth is bad at stealth for me" and with that he ran away, almost vanishing in the dust cloud.

Garfield watched this scene in a mix of amusement and disgust, he wanted to intervene, but at times like this it is better to do nothing then use the hero factor. However, since they were on a vehicle that used to belong to an icon, he wasn't so sure if they chose the right place to go.

"Well that's good" Nightwing says "The Bat – Jeep loves the attention! Besides, I got Beast Boy as my wing man! Who the hell is gonna mess with us?"

"I already told you..." Garfield said in a tired voice "…I ain't that guy any more."

"Yeah, well" Nightwing said as if he expected this answer. "Lets just say I don't think you're as harmless as all those idiots think you are"

"Perhaps" Garfield said looking on at the ongoing battles, unsure if he should mention it to Nightwing "Perhaps"

"The animals are still in there Beast Boy" Nightwing said, suddenly swerving the jeep to go off the traffic jam and into the barren desert field. Sand and dust blew into Garfield's face and he winced as it stung into his face "and I can smell them Beast Boy" Nightwing continued.

By the time Garfield got the sand out of his eyes he looked ahead of him and felt his heart leap into his mouth. The Bat – Jeep was driving full speed towards a large cliff with a fall at least a hundred meters up, and down below was a large pain of desert that led onto California.

"Nightwing! look out!" Garfield practically screamed at the old man's ear, but Nightwing seemed to have gone deaf. Instead he casually drove full speed towards the cliff like if it was the finishing line in a racing track "Nightwing!" Garfield bellowed practically shaking Nightwing violently, grabbing him by the shirt and tugging on it up and down trying to warn Nightwing that they were heading full speed towards their doom.

"Would you relax?" Nightwing said in an impossibly calm tone, giving a smile that showed that he was enjoying whatever he was inflicting upon his old teammate.

Garfield was about to jump out of the Jeep when Nightwing floored the accelerator and before Garfield had even had time to reach for the seat belt buckle, they were falling, falling, falling.

Garfield's life began to flash before his eyes, he saw his parents laughing when they went on a canoe ride, that would be their last. He saw the day he first joined the Doom Patrol and how he took down those bunch of goons. He saw the day he first joined the Teen Titans and how he fought the crazed Starfire. He saw Terra and how she both betrayed and saved the Titans. He saw his fight with Trigon as well as his other fights with HIVE and Brain. He saw Terra now living a new life and how he had to move on from this. He saw the day that he admitted his love for Raven and how she indifferently accepted it with a very tiny twitch of a smile. He saw the Phoenix. He saw the large crowd of villains, all crowded in Titans Tower all looking at him menacingly and how he attacked them. He saw the train heading full speed towards him. He saw a much younger Linda in a bar looking at him with sorrow in her eyes.

BUMP!

Garfield opened his eyes. His entire body shook as if he had jumped from the highest diving bored into the swimming pool. His body felt as if they had turned to rubber and he can hear his heart beating rapidly, and he felt that he almost bit his tongue off. By the time the odd sensation in his body was over he realised that they were on the ground now. A giant dust cloud had invaded the air around them, and yet the Bat – Jeep was fine, all of it was in one piece. Not even a scratch to the paint work or a burst to any of the ambiguously dated tires.

Nightwing was laughing hysterically like if he had just heard a hilarious joke or had just been on a euphoria releasing roller coaster ride.

"Oh how I wish that I can see to have a look on your face!" Nightwing cried still laughing, turning his head to look at the Garfield who realised his face was frozen in shock with his mouth still opened in a half scream and his eyes looked as if they were about to bulge out.

"Wha…how…" Garfield sputtered still unable to comprehend what he had experienced.

"Dude." Nightwing said, becoming more business-like "This is the Bat – Jeep. My surrogate father made it to survive a fall from outer space and attacks from Superman, Doomsday and even Darkseid himself and even though most of that nifty gear is now no more, it can most certainly survive a fall from a small cliff."

Nightwing continued to drive as if driving off a cliff and surviving it was as normal as taking a drive through order.

"Don't do that please!" Garfield said almost growling at Nightwing.

"Don't worry Beast Boy!" Nightwing said "If we were to drive into Atlantis I will make sure you know before hand"