Disclaimer: Yep, I'm actually writing my disclaimer out for the first time in, what, chapters? Hear this, World: JaxWin does not own the Teen Titans or any of the Bats.
Note: Sorry I didn't update last week… this chapter's not so great…
Bats in Jump City Chapter 9:
Titans Tower
Starfire sighed.
Raven looked up from her book and frowned at her friend. "Starfire, that's the fifth time you've sighed… in the last three minutes. Robin's fine."
Starfire looked up surprised. "No, no, friend Raven! I did not mean to imply that I was in any way unhappy. Please, do not mind me doing 'the sighing.' I am alright, really!"
"Sure, whatever," Raven said and went back to her book.
"Oh, I do not know what he is doing, I do not know who he is with, I do not even know if he is at all safe!" Starfire cried hysterically.
"Chill, dudes," Beast Boy said without taking his eyes off the TV. "I'm sure Batgirl and Tim are making sure nothing's gonna' happen to Robin."
"Yeah, Star, he called at least seven times on the train and on his ride home," Cyborg affirmed as he made himself an extra large sandwich.
"If you must, go into his room and do what you did the last time Robin was gone. If you must…" Raven said with a tinge of pink on her cheeks.
"Oh, yeah!" Beast Boy said remembering. "Yeah, that was fun."
"You mean the time when Robin went in search of the True Master and we all dressed up and pretended to be Robin?" Cyborg asked.
"That was very fun… in a very strange way, even for my people," Starfire said laughing.
"Then let's not; I think it freaked Robin out a little to see his best friends in his clothes," Raven said dryly.
"You're right, Raven, I just hope he's not in any trouble," Starfire sighed again.
The Watchtower
"We're in so much trouble," Robin whispered as he hid in the backseat of the Bat-mobile. While Batgirl, Robin, and Robin were stuck in the Bat-mobile, the Justice League was conferring in a back room.
"Don't worry, Dick, it's not like Superman's going to roast us with his heat vision," Batgirl said as she crouched down next to him.
"Yeah, I think they need to at least vote on it and we've got Batman and the Flash." Tim said shakily attempting to joke. "I'm not so sure about the other dozen or so members, though."
Mr. Drake was recently murdered and in the middle of the shock and grief, Batman had been called to the Watchtower. So, either abandon your kids in the middle of a very emotional time (with Catwoman, no less) or take minors into outer space where they weren't allowed to be [of course, Selina had to stay behind to take care of all the business like getting guardianship of Tim, satisfying police, blah, blah, and blah.
"Tim? Are you-" Batgirl started with a worried look.
"I said I was fine!" Tim snapped and immediately felt sorry. "I didn't mean it like that, Babs. It's really weird that even though I wasn't that close to him I-"
"Hello, immediate life-threatening situation currently in progress!" Robin said trying to distract Tim. Not only do they look alike, but now they're orphans, too. Could the similarities get any more insane?! "The Justice League is mad at us."
"I really don't get why they're mad. It's not like we crashed a party or anything. "Batgirl stated fingering a batarang.
"I think the Watchtower is kind of a 24-hour, adult-hero party just like Titans Tower is like Teen Heroes Hotel; people crash there whenever." Robin said thoughtfully.
"So we're just caught in the wrong place at the wrong time?" Tim asked with a small smile creeping onto his face.
"Yeah, like we haven't heard that from every single criminal ever caught." Batgirl said close to laughing. Laughing would probably be a bad idea though the idea of them getting in trouble just for going to the Watchtower was absolutely ridiculous.
"So, when they take us into individual rooms for interrogation, remember the plan," Robin said in a mock serious tone, "It's all Batman's fault."
"Excuse me?" The Dark Knight had just opened one of the doors to the Batmobile and motioned for the kids to get out.
"That was some really bad timing on your part," Batgirl said grinning.
Robin stepped out and turned back to Batgirl to make a witty retort but ran face first into the man of steel. Without thinking, he blurted out the first words that came to mind. "Please don't roast me."
Superman raised an amused eyebrow at Batman.
"Kids these days; so eccentric…" Batman said with a smirk.
"Yeah, tell me about it. All my nephew ever does is talk, talk, talk, talk, talk about his pink-haired new girlfriend," the Flash said talking at a speed barely slow enough to make out.
"Hi… I think we know your nephew. Kid Flash?" Robin asked clearly star-struck.
"Uh-huh, that would explain the similar costumes and names." The Flash said excruciatingly slowly, as if talking to someone who didn't understand that two plus two does, in fact, equal four.
"Stop embarrassing us," Batgirl said and slapped Robin on the back of the head lightly.
"So, are you mad at us?" Tim asked hesitantly.
"What?" Superman asked, both eyebrows going up.
"You know, for crashing the 24-hour, adult-hero party that is the Watchtower." Tim blurted out without much thought.
"I repeat; what?" Superman asked raising both eyebrows again.
"That is possibly the stupidest thing you've ever said, Robin." Batgirl smacked her forehead with her palm. "Please don't listen to anything the boys say." Batgirl pleaded with the super-heroes.
"Are you the sane one?" the Green Lantern asked, joining Batman, Superman, and the Flash. "Batman, your kids are a little… eccentric."
"Like I said earlier," Batman said smirking some more.
"Can we get to the point here? I'm in space, in the Watchtower, talking to three of the greatest heroes ever (no, not counting you Batman, you're my dad), and if Wonder Woman flies in with the Martian Manhunter in the next 5 seconds, I think my head is going to explode from shock." Robin said sounding faintly hysterical.
"Hello everyone, who do we have here?" Wonder Woman said as she flew in through a door and the Martian Manhunter phased through the floor beneath her.
Robin collapsed against Batgirl.
"Um, I think he's out." Batgirl laid Robin down back in the Batmobile and fanned his face.
"Are we in trouble or not and why is Batman here?" Tim asked in conclusion. He stole a quick glance at Batgirl fanning Robin's face.
"No, you're not in trouble. What ever gave you that idea?" the Green Lantern asked.
"It was probably the secret whispering going on in the back room while we sat in the Batmobile like kids sent to the principle's office," Tim replied wryly.
"You'd know a lot about that, wouldn't you Tim?" Batman said glaring at him.
"Anyway, we've got a little job for you," the Martian Manhunter said flatly.
"Anything!" Robin regained consciousness instantly. "I mean, uh, what is it?"
"How do you feel about a little undercover operation?" Wonder Woman smiled.
"Do I get to skip school?" Tim asked.
"Sure, whatever," Superman said before Batman could say 'no'.
"We're in," Batgirl confirmed. "What specifically would you like?"
"There have been some rumors of a teenage mafia in Gotham," Flash explained.
"You're kidding right?" Robin said with a raised eyebrow.
"If kids like you can be superheroes, then you should be able to be criminals too." Superman shrugged.
"I'm not a kid; I'm seventeen…" Robin said pouting.
"So you reasoned that since you're adults, it wouldn't be fair to hit minors and since we're all underage, it's okay for us to fight them?" Batgirl concluded.
"Something like that…" the Green Lantern said.
"C'mon, let's get this thing started," Batgirl said sighing.
"Hey, Barbara?" Batman called behind him as they flew back into Gotham City.
"Yeah, Bruce?"
"Want to know what we were talking about in the back room?"
"… okay…" Babs answered suspiciously.
"The Green Arrow wanted to know how your date with Speedy went last week," Batman said grimly [he-he, he doesn't know :). "Anything you wanted to tell me? You know, before I ground you for life."
Babs blushed with embarrassment. "If it counts for anything, Selina gave me permission."
"You're grounded… for life."
Two weeks later
"So… You, a spy? You thought you could deceive me, eh? You thought you coul–" A teenage boy stood imperiously in front of his way overdone giant plush throne. The room was filled with mismatched chairs that looked just as overdone as his throne, all lined up against a long table.
"Could? I did 'deceive' you, you idiot," Tim said from where he was sitting arrogantly on a bright red chair. The lighting was dim since the only working light bulbs were either right above the table or spotlighting Mr. Ego in front of the throne, and it was hard to make out the faces of the other people sitting around the table (how many faces? Were there any at all?).
"Jack, Jack, Jack… I'm deciding your fate for you at this very moment. Now's not a good time to test my patience." Tim had grown accustomed to the use of his father's name as his alias in the past weeks, but a sudden sense of real danger made him look up in shock.
"I seem to have gotten your attention. What should I do? Feed you to the beasts? Rip you to pieces myself? Shoot you? Or your girlfriend?" the boy said, chest swelling with self-importance.
"Come now, Emil, stop being so melodramatic. Stephanie hasn't done anything wrong so it would be completely unfair to punish her," Babs said as she wrapped her hand in the boy's and gave him a long kiss. "Why don't we merely wipe his memory? Do you not recall that I hypnotize quite well?"
"Yes, dearest Sarah, that would be easier, but I wouldn't get to have any fun," 'Emil' pouted unaware that he was calling Babs by the name of her stepmother.
"I could always beat him up for you, boss," Dick said in a thick Texan accent from where he sat across from Tim. "You know, so you don't have to bloody yourself, sir."
"Yes, but I still wouldn't get to have any fun," Emil said thoughtfully now. "Oh, I know! Why don't I punish all the traitors?"
He threw Babs at Dick and had them at gunpoint before the trio had even realized they were found out.
"Huh, so you figured out Sarah and I were spies too? All on your own? I'm impressed. I guess looks aren't everything, eh Sarah?" Dick said getting up and untangling himself from Babs, the accent immediately disappearing.
"By the way, you're a lousy kisser." She said and wiped her mouth.
"That's what I always loved about you three; you never stop being such smart-asses. It's guaranteed 100 verbal abuse all the way to the end. It'll be so much fun to kill you all." Emil said smirking. "Want to hear my grand plan?"
"You're going to tell us it anyway," Tim shrugged casually.
"Since you insist," Emil said flamboyantly. "I am going to be born in one century. That's right, I come from the future. And no, I'm not on drugs. 'What happened?' you ask. The Teen Titans happened. All I did was travel back a century and try stealing the Clock of Eternity. No biggie, right? But the alien chick had to go and bust my suit twenty years from now [this is a reference to the first episode of season 2, How Long is Forever. You're Robin aren't you?" He asked pointing at Dick. "I figured from the look you gave me when I mentioned your team."
"You must be feeling very good about yourself right now, Warp," Babs said stiffly. "Do go on with your plan, though, it's truly quite riveting."
"Well, it doesn't matter about the pas- no not the past, the futu- no not that either. Anyway, it doesn't matter if you broke my suit, left me in an infant state eighty years out of my time period, or if you're just plain bad at doing diapers (which you are, Nightwing). It doesn't matter, 'cause I'm getting revenge on you all right now. Your team is currently being attacked by Slade and he's really kicking their butts. I wouldn't worry about them now though, because you're about to take a trip into the Jurassic period."
Emil revealed the time-traveling suit underneath his shirt and quickly activated it.
"All that random junk you got us to steal, furniture, chemicals, plants, rare animals… that was all a diversion? You only needed a bit of tech to work with and your suit would have been ready to fire into the future?" Tim asked in disbelief. "That was a major waste of time."
"We actually needed the furniture; don't you think this room looks in style?" Warp said with sincerely [future style is seriously kooky.
"Uh, Warp, I think the circular knobby thing on the front of your suit is upside-down," Babs said eying the tech [we all know what a computer-y person Babs is.
"Don't be stupid! It's a circle and circles don't have upside-down's or right side-up's!" Warp snapped irritably as his worm hole opened to a view of dinosaurs in a jungle. "SEE!!"
He pushed them all in through the wormhole, but at the last second Babs grabbed hold of Warp's foot and dragged him through the portal.
On the other side of the portal…
"I just had to miss two weeks of school for this… Damn."
"Where…? When…? Getting back to the present is going to be… difficult."
"YOU IDIOT!! I told you it was upside-down!"
Author's Note:
This is a bit of a longer chapter than usual but I didn't update last week (sorry!). Anyways, I know I said that this would definitely be the time-traveler, and that the plot would move and reveal itself… Sorry. Please review anyway, even if it's just to say that you hated the chapter.
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