Part 2

"You don't belong here McGinnis…" Nightwing said with a frown. Terry was shocked "How do you know who I am?"

"Futuristic technology… Not to mention a link to the Justice League of your world."

"My world?"

"His world?" Asked Harley, whom Terry had forgotten was standing there.

Nightwing scowled under his mask, turning and motioning for Harley and Batman to follow him.

"I'll explain in the Batcave."
"Ooh! Can I push the button Nightie?" Harley said excitedly as they made their way toward an elevator in the hall they stood in.

"Fine."
"Yay!"

Harley, Batman, and Nightwing all piled into the elevator, Harley pressed a black button hidden in the left wall and they shot straight down into the ground. Terry could feel how fast they were going, it felt as if he was in his Batmobile, except he was going straight down and he couldn't feel his stomach.

"This trip takes nearly ten minutes… Nightwing asked Batman, who replied saying, "Well let's start with how I got here."

Nightwing explained to Terry that earlier that day, he was fighting several of the Joker's henchmen, including the Riddler. The Riddler had a Chronoton Detonator that he planned to use on the area of the city around Arkham Asylum, wherein there were several people who could pose a threat to his plans. Nightwing intervened the time-altering explosion with a weapon he intended to use to send the detonator to another world, this however, did not happen. As the CD was going to explode, Nightwing's dimensional portal activated, and somehow it homed in on something in the Batsuit and dragged Terry to this world.

"I think I get it… So why isn't clown girl at my throat? I thought she hated Batman."

"Hey! I'm no clown! It's called a harlequin!" Harley snapped, sticking her tongue out at Nightwing.

"That… Is going to take time to explain…"

Batman, Nightwing, and Harley finally arrived in the Batcave, Terry walked in to a familiar sight, the cave wasn't much different from the one back in his time and world. Nightwing then began to explain why Harley had defected to their side to Batman, "About a year ago, Tim Drake was kidnapped by the Joker… I assume you know him." Nightwing started.
"Yeah… And if your world is anything like mine, he was tortured into insanity, became a younger version of the Joker, and was ordered to shoot Bruce." Terry said, walking with Nightwing and Harley through the dimly lit cave.

"Right… In your dimension, Tim shot the Joker instead of Batman… Here, that wasn't the case."

"You mean?" Terry said, crestfallen.

There was a sudden opening of a mechanical door on a ledge less than a few feet from them.

"Yeah… I did it… I killed Bruce Wayne… I killed Batman…"

Said a young boy from the ledge, he made his way down the stairs to the three older people. Terry could tell this was Tim Drake. He wore a black mask almost identical to Dick's, as well as a black suit with a cape, with just a Red 'R' on the left side of his chest.

"Terry McGinnis, this is Tim Drake…" Nightwing said.

"Black Robin."

Said Tim coldly, walking toward a computer screen embedded in the cave wall.

"Aw Timmy baby…" Harley said sweetly and grabbed the boy's hand, then gave him a hug, which was accepted gratefully by Tim, to Batman's surprise.

Nightwing and Batman walked away as Harley consoled Tim for his mistake, he could tell Tim wasn't exactly easy on himself for his mistake.

"Tim didn't take it well did he?" Terry asked Dick.

"No… He didn't. Tim blames himself for that night; he claims he should have been stronger than the Joker's torture. No one blames him… the Joker is a monster. Anyway, as soon as Tim was rehabilitated, he contacted me and told me about Bruce's death… I didn't take it well either."

Nightwing turned on his own computer screen and began typing something.

Terry grimaced.

"So… How does Harley fit into all of this?"

Nightwing sighed and continued to speak.

"When Bruce was killed, Joker rose to power, conquering half the world in less than a year. Taking control of any business he could get his hands on… Drugs, Crime bosses, even Wayne Enterprises."

"The Joker is running Wayne Enterprises?" Terry blurted out in irritation.

"Yeah, he runs everything now. Eventually, Joker had become crazier than he already was, and in a fit of rage almost took a knife to Harley over there."

"And?"

"She was rescued by Black Robin… And lost any emotion she had for the clown. Most of the time now, she spends with Tim, consoling him for that night, taking care of him."

"That makes sense I suppose…"

"Sense? That's not exactly a word I'd put in the same sentence as Harley Quinn… She's not evil or in love with a madman anymore. But she's still a little insane."

With that, Nightwing clicked something on the screen in front of him, activating a series of codes that flew across the screen before beginning to take a shape. Nightwing's eyes widened as he realized what the code was making… A giant toothed grin.

"Oh no… He's found us." Dick jumped from his seat and ran, Terry following close behind him.

"HE'S FOUND US! HARLEY! TIM! WE HAVE TO GET OUT OF HERE!"

Black Robin and Harley quickly got up and followed Batman and Nightwing toward the elevator. They hear cackling laughter above them and around them through speakers in the walls. The entire structure began to crumble around them, there was nearly no time. As they reached the elevator out of the collapsing batcave, it fell down and was crushed.

On impulse, both Terry and Dick lifted their Arms and revealed red bat wings and blue hawk wings from their suits. Harley holding onto Batman and Tim onto Nightwing, they both took off, flying with the rockets in the heels of their shoes.

Dodging falling debris, Batman and Nightwing found their way out of the elevator shaft, and coming out into the dark night city, landed on a nearby rooftop.

"How could jerko find us?" Harley said with a huff as Batman set her down next to him.

"What happened to the Batcave Dick?" Yelled a girl's voice from behind the group. They all turned to see two women standing behind them, both wearing black bodysuits.

"Well?" Said the shorter of the two, who looked absolutely fuming. She stepped closer, and Terry could see that this was Batgirl, likely Barbara Gordon. Her Batsuit was nearly identical to the one she wore in his dimension, though with a few differences. Specifically that she had a silver bat on her chest rather than the yellow one, and that her cowl had sharper ears and covered more of her face.

"Don't take that tone with me! As if I had anything to do with this!" Nightwing shouted at Batgirl.

"Then answer my question-?" Barbara suddenly stopped talking as she noticed the boy in the Batsuit behind Nightwing.

"And who are you?" She asked, sneering a little behind her full lips and approaching Terry.

"Terry McGinnis, Batman." He said, taking a step away from her advance on him.

Batgirl continued to step toward him angrily.

"Batman? Yeah RIGHT. If you're Batman, then who am I?"

"Barbara Gordon, Batgirl."

"How did you know that?"

A small hand pulled Batgirl's shoulder away from Terry.

"Calm down Barb, he's got you." Said a sultry voice, coming from the taller of the two girls.

"If you know who she is, then you'd better know who I am Terry…" Said she, also revealing herself. She wore a black leather catsuit, which was skintight and appeared very flexible it was low-cut and exposed quite a bit of her neck, leaving little to the imagination. She also wore a cowl with short 'ears' on the top.

"Catwoman… Selina Kyle." Said Terry, Catwoman smiled and stepped around Batman, examining him.

"Oh Batgirl, he's the real deal… Bruce showed me this suit a long time ago, he was making it for when he was old and couldn't move as well… He never got to use it, so I bet this guy is who our old Batman chose as a successor." Catwoman deduced and Terry couldn't help but smile at how she had pegged him.

"You're mostly right Selina." Said Nightwing, "Except that our Bruce didn't live long enough to choose him, but His did."

Catwoman and Batgirl looked at Terry expectantly.

"You're not from around here are you Batboy?" Catwoman asked, shifting her weight to her thigh.

Terry explained to Catwoman and Batgirl his situation, and the group agreed that there was no possible way their meeting was coincidence. Selina lead them back to her own little place so they could regroup and figure out how to take down the Joker.

"Alright people, masks come off in this neighborhood… You know the drill, ladies into the bathroom, men change anywhere else." Said Selina, pulling her cowl off and revealing her brunette self, which was a surprise to Terry because the Selina Kyle from his dimension was blonde. Nightwing went to a drawer in her front room, taking out two pairs of jeans and throwing one to Black Robin.

"We come here often enough to need to change into our secret identities…"

Terry made no movement to take off his cowl as Dick and Tim changed into Jeans and T-shirts, he just sat on a couch bent over and adjusting his cowl's communicator.

"What are you doing?" Tim asked, sitting next to the still-costumed Terry.

"Trying to contact someone..."

"… You're trying to contact Bruce... Aren't you?" Tim frowned and looked at Terry, who looked back sympathetically.

"Yeah… But I don't think my radio can reach across dimensions and time."

Tim folded his hands and looked down, "Terry right? If you ever get back to where you belong… Can you tell Bruce that…"

Terry's compassionate side took over and he patted Tim on the back.

"Tim, what happened that night wasn't your fault, the Joker tortured you to the point where even Bruce would have cracked."

The younger looked up at Terry, who looked off.

"You have no idea how proud Bruce was of you Tim, you were probably his favorite Robin."
"He said that?"

"Well, he said you never quit or died on him. Bruce told me once that of all three Robins he worked with over the years, you showed the most promise."

"What about Dick?"

Terry looked up, leaning on his hands backwards.

"Let's see if I can quote him… 'Dick saw being Robin as a thrill, that's probably why he quit. Jason saw being Robin as a game, that's likely what got him killed. But I have to hand it to Tim, he really wanted to be the world's greatest detective."

Tim smiled slightly, and Terry returned that smile.

[Edited, improved, probably still needs work! All Reviews appreciated!]