Title: Batman Billionaire
Rating: PG
Coupling: BMWW, GABC
DISCLAIMER: Don't own Justice League Unlimited or Batman
Summary: Bruce Wayne gets kidnapped because a villain believes that this will lure Batman to him. The whole nation watches as a machine gun is pointed at Bruce's head. Can the Justice League save him before it's too late?
AN: Replies to the reviews are below:
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The villain had amazingly shape-shifted, or morphed, into a blonde middle-aged man.
Bruce Wayne knew who he was. His eyes had widened and he felt the gag go tighter from his facial reaction.
Matt Hagen, AKA, Clayface.
"Will Batman be surprised when he finds out that I have come back? Yes. Will he be surprised now that I have endless transformation abilities? I should think so. Will he be surprised when he's lying flat on his back and taking his last few breaths after I'm through with him?" Hagen grinned evilly and nodded.
"And this wouldn't be possible if it wasn't for you, Wayne," he smirked.
Bruce knew exactly why Clayface, or rather, Matt Hagen wanted Batman. After all, Batman had stopped him from carrying out his evil plans for revenge many times. However, the last time, three years ago, Hagen had publicly vowed never again to return to Gotham City.
The fact that Clayface now had transformation abilities puzzled him.
"Well, Wayne, you don't want to miss your 10 pm appointment, now do you?" Hagen said, softly.
Bruce hadn't the slightest idea what the lunatic was talking about, but it wasn't up to him to decide where he was going and when. The men dragged him out of the room and down the dusty, cold hallway. They entered a room with spotlights in it, like the set of a sitcom. The men thrust Batman into a wooden chair, in front of an enormous television camera.
"You're on in one minute, Mr. Hagen," said a dark man behind the camera. He was one of the armed men who had probably pilfered the camera from somewhere.
"Now, it would be a real shame if I had to kill you on national television, so let's be a good sport, shall we?" Hagen said, grabbing Bruce's hair and spitting on him in his threat. Then he morphed into a young, unknown, brown-haired man that had been holding the gun to his head on the rooftop. Bruce figured he did this so the cops wouldn't figure out who kidnapped Bruce Wayne.
"…five, four, three…" The cameraman showed the rest of his fingers in silence, and Bruce saw the red light on the front started blinking.
"Ladies and gentlemen, there is nothing wrong with your television. I'm sure you can stay away from the evening news for a few hours. This signal has been intercepted by moi. That's right; me. And the person seated here with a gun to his head is none other than your main man, Bruce Wayne.
"You all know what will happen once I squeeze the trigger. But I don't have to do it, that is, if Batman comes to this pathetic rich boy's rescue. So hear this, Batman: rescue Wayne by midnight and be the beloved vigilante that you are. But I don't think Gotham would be too happy to see their beloved philanthropist with lead in the head," Hagen had never let dropped the gun while saying this speech. He kept the nozzle firmly against Bruce's skull.
"For your convenience," he said, chuckling, "we will remain live until midnight. Then we can all witness Wayne's bloody death."
"Why can't I go to Gotham?" Supergirl whined to her cousin. Superman had just announced his plans to the rest of the League.
"You guys just stay here. We'll get this sorted out," Superman said, standing in his traditional pose, but patting her shoulder.
"Yeah, kid, why go with them when you can stay here with me?" Green Arrow said, giving her a small punch in the arm. Superman smiled at him. Supergirl huffed.
"See you later," Superman gave them a wave, and went into the Javelin, where Flash, Lantern, Wonder Woman, and the Manhunter were already waiting. They took off quickly, as the matter was quite serious.
"Phooey," Supergirl said, turning to face the tall, blonde man clad in green. "I suppose you want me to help you get Dinah to notice you."
"Her name is Dinah? Wow, that's such a…a…" Green Arrow said, stroking his beard. He had a dazed look on his eyes. It appeared that Black Canary had taken over most of his thoughts.
"Keep dreaming, Oliver," Supergirl said, smirking and walking away, knowing exactly what was on his mind.
As J'onn piloted the Javelin, the League members watched the screen in awe as Bruce Wayne was being pointed at with a machine gun.
"Two hours left, Bat-freak. Get yourself down here before your friend gets his head blown off," another form of Hagen was saying.
"Who is this dude?" Flash said, cocking an eyebrow.
"He's obviously one of Batman's enemies," Wonder Woman said, as a-matter-of-factly.
"It's so ironic that the person he wants is right in front of his face. Isn't it? Huh?" Flash said, laughing weakly. No one joined him.
"That's enough," Green Lantern told him, firmly.
"What? Optimism at a time like this couldn't hurt!" Flash protested, shrugging.
The League members rolled their eyes.
"So…what's the plan?" Green Lantern asked Superman.
TO BE CONTINUED
AN: And I kept my promise; I wrote more, and quicker. I hope this chapter was good. Please read 'n' review!