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Chapter three

"Enough about nerdy boy. So I'm a cool kid with shades and green skin?" Beast Boy asked.

"Yes… and no." Batman answered.

"Then how?"

"That's why I brought Batgirl here."

"Makeup? No way! There's nothing that will make me--"

"Guess it's a good thing we have a lot of bleach."

"I'll go with the makeup."

"So what's the mission?" Raven asked, unexcited, trying to get off the subject of Beast Boy wearing make up.

"This man, Slade, has found a way to detect super powers." Batman started.

"And…?" Beast Boy interrupted.

"He wants to kill them." Robin explained, his eyes narrowed and focused on a blurry image of Slade on the bat computer.

"That's right. How do you know?" Batman asked.

"I've faced Slade enough times to… It was a guess." Robin compensated, still not meeting anyone's eyes.

Batman grunted and seemed to accept this. "Now, through my impressive detective skills, I have narrowed your search down to three suspects."

He pushed a button on the bat computer. Three school pictures came up. The computer zoomed in on each picture as Batman talked about them.

"Suspect one:

Moose Larson.

Jock and as stupid as a bucket." He looked it too.

"Suspect two:

Keioke Mathews

An artist and slightly nerdy." Robin didn't think so.

"Suspect three:

Alex Taylor

Musical, a band member, and a skateboarder."

"Her hair is blue." Starfire pointed out.

"I like blue; it reminds me of Wonder Woman." Batman reminisced.

"I told you Wonder Woman never broke up with you." Robin yelled sighed.

Batman ignored Robin and continued his briefing.

"Now you will have to use new names, aliases. Starfire you're Kory Anders. Cyborg, you will be Victor Stone. Beast Boy, your name is Garfield Logan." He said, leafing through some index cards.

"Just call me Logan…Gar… no Logan." Beast Boy wondered trying to have fun with the name.

"Raven, let's see here, hmm…Raven…umm--?" Batman said going through the cards searching for hers.

"Raven Roth." Raven muttered, trying to make it inaudible.

"Is that your father's last name?" Batman asked, looking up at her.

Raven's eyes darkened to red. Suddenly another pair appeared. They were deep red as well. Her voice became low and demonic.

"We don't care about my father, DO WE!"

"Of course not." Batman obliged nervously. He turned to Robin.

"I'm Dick Grayson." Robin filled in.

"No, you've already registered to a school with that name. You'll be Richard Greyson."

"Ahh…"

"Oh, and you play the trumpet." Batman tossed him one. Robin caught it easily. He put it to his lips and blew into the mouth piece. Nothing happened.

"Batman, how do you play this?"

"That's for you to figure out. And fast. You're the best trumpeter Wayne High's ever had." Batman said, smirking. "Now go change, school starts in an hour. And you don't want to be late." With a flick of his cape, he was gone.

Alfred led Cyborg and Beast Boy up a staircase and Batgirl led Starfire and Raven up another one. Robin headed for the all too familiar elevator.

Robin entered it and went to a floor full of bedrooms.

He went to a door that had a poster of Tony Hawk covering it. Robin sighed and opened the door. The walls were covered with newspaper articles: 'Batman and Robin stump the Joker', 'Batman the Night's Hero and Robin Boy Wonder', 'Dick Greyson-Wayne enterprise's heir?' Pg 6) and lame posters, of skateboarders and people he didn't even want to be anymore, unlike when he was Batman's sidekick.

Robin went to another door and opened it to a bathroom. On the sink were thick black rimmed glasses and a contact lens case. Robin sighed and took off his mask. Without it, he was just another face in the crowd, an ordinary "brain".