A Knock at the Door: Part 3

By DelCreed and Griffin

Rough draft for this one was started December 15, 2003.

Disclaimer:

See part 1 for Marvel. DC comics owns the Bat and bird boy, I'm not making any money from this.

Part 3

The dark of night, Gothem was quiet for once, Bruce Wayne and his ward Jason were enjoying a peaceful evening in the mansion, as Alfred arrived to serve dinner.  Suddenly, before the first forkful of beef Wellington could be tasted, the light of the batsignal light up the sky outside the window.

          "Figures always before we get to desert."  Jason grouched.

          "Don't worry master Jason, I'll have some ready for you for when you return."  The boy smiled,

          "Thanks Al."

          "Come on, to the batcave Di- um… Jason."  Bruce called, already running down the hall.

          "Where else dose he think I'd go?"  Jason asked Alfred.

          "Sometimes I have no idea sir."

The Batmobile roared into town and soon Batman and Robin were looking for trouble… it found them, all five foot two inches of it came hurtling at them from a fire escape.

          "Hey Latex-man were's Jubilee?"  Logan snarled around his cigar.

          "Excuse me but there are two things you don't seam to know, the first is that smoking is bad for you," Robin stood behind his partner rolling his eyes, "and the second is that Gothem is my protectorate, if someone took something from you its my job to-"

          "Stuff it like you're codpiece bub, you saw her at the Westchester mall and decided she'd make a better sidekick then birdboy over there," Robin gasped,

"Hey!"

"So you took her."  Logan finished.  Batman saw that Robin was about to start crying, so he quickly said,

"Now just you wait a minute, Robin is a fine sidekick he-" Logan snorted.

"Which Robin?  You've gone through how many now, four… five since the first one left you?"

"Now you can't count Dick, he grew up and wanted to move on to- why am I explaining this to you?"  Batman broke off.

"Beats me bub, but you can't have my Jubes."  Logan cracked his knuckles.

"I don't have her, anyway she's too smart mouthed for me to-"  Batman broke off when he realized what he was saying.

"Ha!  So you were looking at my pup."  Logan shouted just before he leapt at them.

"Eeek!"  Robin screamed like a girl.

It was nearly 4am when, there was a knock at the door.  Bishop, the only X-Man up at that hour, went to open it with a really big gun, locked and loaded, in his hands.  He swung open the door to find what looked like a man wearing a torn up, black, trash bag, being held up by a boy in a baggy, oversized, red and green costume he had not yet grown into.

"Ya?"  Bishop asked, but the man just whimpered in fear at the loud sound, as the boy dropped him on the welcome mat and turned to go.  "Where are you going, you can't leave him here."  The time displaced X-Man called after the kid.

"I'm going to join Nightwing and be his sidekick, this Michel Jackson wanabe, was going to replace me with a girl."  With that Robin #4 was gone… or was he Robin#5?

End Part 3