A/N: 'Twas the night term let out, and all through the college, the students were excited, brains filled with knowledge. One author's mind whirred with ideas, should she waste Christmas break, or write to her readers? So she sat back to type, and make something snappy, a series of updates to make them all happy.

I'm back and here's your Christmas gift! I've spent all my free time since term let out updating all my stories!

If Only it Was That Easy

I have never encountered a situation that was all it seemed from the outside. It was always a different incident or intention. Even in my specific ability to read minds, I am not always sure of an outcome. When I saw Terry, however, I noted a distinct change in the feelings. My luck was about to get better. Or worse, depending on the truth of the situation

From all around them, little dark creatures began to attack. Terry slashed at one with his right hand, and Raven mind blasted a large group. They were not particularly good fighters, but he had a feeling they were to delay them from reaching their true goal. Terry suddenly felt a strange sensation. He could hear a very soft laughing in the distance. He looked in the direction of the laughing. He could see a man. The man's hair was stringy and slightly unkempt. He wore a black dress suit that looked distinctly like it was from the nineteenth century, and smelled terrible. Wait. Terry realized he could smell the awful little man.

"Raven! Let's go! That way!" Terry pointed in the man's general direction. Raven nodded, and shifted into her panther form. Terry quickly became a hawk, and they dashed off in the direction of the laughter.

Max tore across the grounds of Wayne Manor. She had never been so terrified in all her life. True to her word, Raven had dragged the vampire to wherever it came from, but it was still terrifying. Max pulled the door open, let herself in, and slammed it shut. Leaning against it, she breathed heavily. Wayne emerged from somewhere in the living room.

"You okay?" He asked. Max could barely nod. She sank to the floor and tried to calm herself. She didn't usually panic. It was an awful feeling. Ace padded over to her. He nuzzled her face and whimpered. Max rubbed his head in return. She looked up to see Wayne reaching to pull her up.

"I'll be fine, really." She said weakly.

"I'm just taking you into the kitchen to get some tea." Wayne replied. Max allowed herself to be led, but deeply wanted to run and rescue Terry and Raven.

Terry attempted to leap in the direction of the vampire. It disappeared. It reappeared in another part of the room. Terry rushed it again.

Terry, stop. Terry heard Raven's voice in his head. He realized the vampire's special ability was teleportation. He was teleporting away every time Terry rushed him.

"You guys need some backup?" A voice from behind boomed. A group of five vampires were in the doorway.

"I am glad you could make it, James." Raven said. The vampire that had spoken smiled.

"Let's get this show on the road!" A rough sounding male vampire yelled.

"I got his powers in check, let's kick his butt!" A clearly Irish vampire shouted, her lilting accent flowing around the words. Then they began fighting.

"Who are they?" Terry shouted to Raven.

"The League of Vampires! They are a band of good vampires that are trying to help mankind." She landed a kick to the evil vampire in the room. Two vampires did a dance that looked like ballet, but was obviously tailored for fighting. The evil vampire went down. The group looked around. There was another room.

"He must be in there." The female counterpart of the dancers said. They all ran through the doorway. The room was exactly the same. The fallen vampire was on the floor, most likely unconscious, and they watched themselves retreat from the room. They looked back, and saw themselves look back. Terry strode to the center of the room.

"How would Mr. Wayne do this?" He asked himself. He looked around. Then he noticed a several second jump in the walls. He counted. Every six seconds, the room jumped. He looked at his companions. They all had probably been around long enough for Nosferatu to know their styles. Nosferatu didn't know his. Terry jumped around in a wild, beatless dance. He yelled crazy things that didn't work together. He could now see a projector on the ceiling. Terry shifted into his hawk form, and flew directly at it. He hit the projector, and shattered it. Then, he lazily flew back down into the featureless room. The unconscious vampire was still there.

"A holographic projection. Good work." James commented. Terry nodded. They could all now see the door to exit through. Beyond the door lay Heaven-Knew-What and they were going to find out.

Max sat in an armchair, waiting for news. She had finished her tea, and was now just sitting. Matt was at home, probably worrying instead of sleeping. It was two in the morning. Commissioner Gordon was probably doing the same thing. Everyone was worrying. Even Ace was worrying. What if something went wrong? What if they were destroyed? Max sighed. It was going to be a long night.

Terry looked up in the room to see the biggest vampire ever. It practically reached the ceiling.

"Nosferatu." Raven breathed. She had waited so long for this moment.

"SIX HUNDRED YEARS IS A LONG TIME TO WAIT, LITTLE RAVEN." The vampire said.

"It is when you do not have proper help." She replied.

"YES, DOING THINGS ALONE IS DIFFICULT. I REALIZE YOU ARE GREAT AS VAMPIRES. I HAVE NEVER HAD A VAMPIRE DEFEAT MY HOLOGRAM BEFORE. YOU ARE EXCEPTIONAL. IT IS TOO BAD YOU ARE AT THE END OF YOUR GAME." Terry suddenly realized what the vampire was doing.

"Stupid." He muttered to himself. It was a common trick. Engage your opponents in talk while the rest of a gang takes them out. James had realized this too. He nudged Terry, and handed him a wooden stake. Terry noted the entire League had stakes. He touched Raven's arm. Then the flew into action.

About twenty vampires had gotten the time to warm up while Raven and Nosferatu had been bantering. Terry took out two with a stake to the heart while the male counterpart of the dancers swung his partner to take out three. Raven got five of her own at once, and James took out four more. The Irish vampire and rough sounding one took out three apiece. Then, Raven motioned to them. She sent the plan telepathically. They all looked prepared for more, and then jumped Nosferatu. Each of them plunged a stake through his heart. Terry felt a pull. He was being ripped away.

"Raven!" He shouted. Then there was the horrible pain.

"Hey, calm down, kid." The paramedic pushed on his shoulder. He was in a stretcher.

"Raven and the others, where are they?" Terry gasped.

"What are you talking about? Geez. What were you dreaming about?" The paramedic answered.

"What happened? Where am I?" Terry asked, disoriented. His whole body hurt as if someone had been slashing at it.

"You got attacked in the subway, remember? You got real lucky, kid." The paramedic said. Terry nodded as dark began to curl around his vision.

"…Extremely lucky. A few more minutes and your son would have been dead." Terry opened his eyes. He was in a hospital. He looked over at his mother.

"Terry. Oh Terry sweetheart." Mary McGinnis sobbed. Matt climbed onto his mother's lap, into Terry's line of vision.

"You really got cut up! You should have seen all the blood! It was like…" Then Matt started stomping around the room, roaring like some kind of demented monster. Terry chuckled.

"Are you feeling okay?" His mother asked.

"Just tired, mom. Just tired." He answered.

A week later, Terry was back at school. He was taking another week off as Batman to heal a little. He was the only one who remembered his little event as a vampire. It was as if it was only a dream. Was it a dream? He looked over at a girl who had long black hair and a Goth appearance. She was reading a book.

"Raven? Did any of it happen?" He asked.

"What are you talking about?" She asked, incredulously, Russian accent as thick as ever. However, she winked and smiled.

Terry could have sworn she really had fangs where her canine teeth should be.

The End