Batman sat in his computer chair, rubbing his temples, feeling like there was a complete orchestra in his skull. He was searching for a 'rookie' villain named "The Time worper." he rolled his eyes under his mask. He heard Tim enter the cave, running down the twisted stairs and shout his name.

"Bruce!"

'Bring on the basses' batman thought dryly.

"Bruce! You down here?" his not so young ward shouted. Tim had turned 16 last year, and was taking a break form the Titans to catch up on school in Gotham.

"Tim, don't yell, im here" Batman almost hoarsely replied.

"Whoa, what happened to you? You sound like crap." Tim asked rolling another chair next to his father figure.

"No sleep, 3 days, think I'm sick" was all Tim got from dark knight, leaning on the desk.

Tim formed an 'O' with his mouth. He leaned back in his chair and looked the computer screen with and bored look on his face.

"'The Time Worper?'" Tim raised an eyebrow, "is he serious?" Tim asked.

Batman let out a moan like growl in response.

Tim reached up and turned off his computer, getting Batman's attention. Tim put a hand on his shoulder, "go to bed, Bruce" Batman paused, as if thinking it over. "Seriously, Bruce, what could this "Time Whooper" do in 12 hours?"

"muhahahahaha, Iv done it! iv really done it!" The Time Worper called out "I can travle anywhere in time, mediaeval times, Ancient Rome, even Feudle Japan!"