A/N: To answer y'alls questions this isn't going to be a one-shot. Its gonna be a collection of badass one-shots. I will take some suggestions for games, but I'm not guaranteeing I will do them. I have to have played them. BTW, some games that are coming up are Uncharted 2, MGS, and some more Arkham City because that game was a babe and was unintentionally funny.

BTW, Batman can kill people in Arkham City if you're creative.

Batman: Arkham City

Part I

Recognize: Robin, B01.

"Dude. Dude. Dude! Dude!" Wally shouted from the couch. Robin groaned. He was barely able to convince Batman to let him come here. Apparently Canary decided to rat him out to Bats that he was playing too many video games. Bullcrap. She had no idea what she was talking about. He was going to try and probe Bats wrong by going to the beach or go bird watching and shit, but Wally had other ideas.

"Dude! Dude! You have to see this!" Wally was basically jumping up and down on the couch.

Robin made his way to the TV. Wally was playing that weird Batman game again. It made Robin kind of upset that he wasn't a huge part in the game—well to the point where they were in the game; he hadn't even made an appearance. Freaking Batman game that doesn't include Robin.

"What?" he questioned, flipping over the couch next to his gaming buddy. Artemis was in the chair next to the couch shaking her head lightly.

"I—Just watch." And so he did. Robin wasn't familiar with the scene. The building was weird looking and there were grunts all around Batman. "So Penguin was all like Lol. You guys kill Batman and you get to join club. Lol. And Batman was all like Dude. I am the Batman. And Penguin was like Lol. I'm a bird. And then he sent down his grunts to attack me. Now watch," he commanded again.

Robin watched as Wally made Batman stand right next to the electric fence. He waited for a guy to attack him and he countered. His counter ended up sending the guy into the electric fence. Wally quickly switched on the Detective Vision and it confirmed that he killed the guy.

Batman just killed a guy.

Batman just killed a—two guys.

By the time Wally was done with the room there was a huge pile of dead people on the floor. "Dude."

"Dude."

"Dude."

"You just made Batman kill a dude."

"Whoa."

"Whoa is right. Batman, like, doesn't kill."

"Did I just make Batman go against all his morals and rules?" Wally asked.

Artemis rolled her eyes at the two boys. "You guys do realize that you can do that in other places too?"

The two boys immediately pounced to the side of the couch closest to Artemis' chair. Wally was first and leaned his head on the arm of the couch and Rob climbed on top of Wally. They both gave her puppy dog eyes—well she could only see Wally's, but she kind of just assumed that was what Rob was doing. It's the same look he gave Red Tornado when Superboy wanted to keep that kitten. "Please, Arty, share your killing wisdom?" Wally asked, taking her hand in his own. He pressed his lips against her hand. "Please," he begged.

Artemis pulled her hand away. "Please, KidDesperate," Artemis scoffed. She jumped over the boy sandwich and grabbed the controller. "Watch and learn. I'm a better Batman than Batman."

She was.

Once they got out of the building Artemis started showing them all the ways that they could make Batman kill people. Pushing them into Titan containers and then blowing them up…the occasional fall of a building—only some buildings though…a push into Penguin's shark pit…all of them were so glorious. The Batman has finally killed someone.

They were just a bit giddy on this new discovery.

It was definitely not a good moment for Batman to walk into the room.

"Rob! You just killed five people by using the Titan container!" Wally laughed. His cheeks were hurting from laughing so goddamn hard. He could no longer eat or drink anything because he ended up spraying Kaldur with red pop when he came by to see what the commotion was about. He ended up saying something like My King would not be pleased with these red stains on my clothes. I must go deliberately wash them out, now.

Rob and Wally high-fived after another successful murder. Artemis caught the sight of the dark figure over her shoulder. She quickly escaped knowing that the boys were going to get it from him.

"Huh. Should we go save that citizen from Zsasz?"

"Psh. No. Let's go back to Museum. I want to go push some more people into the electric fence. They make a funny noise when they die."

"Robin!"

Oh shit.

Oh shit.

That was the Batman's voice.

They were sooooo screwed. Robin dropped threw the controller across the room to make it look like he wasn't playing. It was the only thing that came to his mind. He needed an alibi. Artemis. He didn't move, but he glanced over to see that the couch was empty next to him. She left them. She knew this was going to happen.

It was a set up.

"Did you just make that fictional me kill a person?" Batman asked.

Robin and Wally were pretty close to pissing themselves in fear. They didn't dare move from their spot on the couch to look at the figure behind them. They didn't need to look behind them; they could feel the Batglare through the back of their heads.

Robin was close to choking. "It was an accident."
"Artemis made us do it."

Batman wasn't buying their half-assed attempts at excuses. "Robin, we don't kill people. Do we need to have this talk again?"

Robin's eyes widened behind his dark glasses. He jumped off the couch and threw his arms up in defense. "I learned my lesson after the last time," he tried to beg.

Batman narrowed his eyes at his young protégé. "No. We're having the Killing Talk. Wally would you like to—" before Batman could finish, Wally sped off.

Freaking Speedster never takes the fall with me. I need to be friends with someone slower. "It's just a game."

Batman's eye twitched. "That's something the Joker would say."

"Uh, yeah, if he was playing a game and his dad suddenly started yelling at him for a killing a person. Yeah."

"That's not the point, Robin. You killed a person."

"A virtual person."

"A person is a person! No matter how goddamn small he is!"

"Did you just quote Dr. Seuss?"

"That's not the point, Robin. I don't think I can trust you anymore."

Robin groaned. He always pulled out the trust card in these arguments. You tripped; I don't think I can trust you anymore. You used one of my Batarangs; I don't think I can trust you anymore. You forgot to save the fish in that fire; I don't think I can trust you anymore. You forgot my birthday; I don't think I can trust you anymore. You can sing; I don't think I can trust you anymore. You're wearing Superman PJs; I don't think I can trust you anymore. You're not trustworthy; I don't think I can trust you anymore.

"I'm sorry, Batman. I promise I won't do it anymore."

"Goddamn right, you won't!"

Robin sighed. Maybe he won't get that bad of a—

Batman threw another DVD at him. On its cover its name was written in sharpie.

How to Not Kill for Birds That Have Lost Their Way