Sorry I haven't posted in awhile guys. Stressful schoolwork and such. Anyways, I don't own batman and I hope you like it!
"Hey! Uh- Nightwing! I kind of need your help here!" Tim yelled into the dark warehouse.
Some psycho, new obviously, considering that Tim didn't know who he was. Had strapped him to a conveyer belt, headed towards a strange, evil looking machine. There was some kind of toxin that had been injected into him, leaving Tim immobilized.
"Nighting! Any day now!" tim screamed, his voice now edged with worry as he inched closer towards the machine. And closer, and closer and closer...Dick landed right next to him just as he entered the machine.
Dick flinched in surprise and send one of his escrima sticks into the machine. It let off a loud screech and started smoking. Suddenly there was a loud bang and they both got thrown into the darkness.
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"Master Timothy, you are fine. Just some minor burns and scratches. Just got get a good night's rest and apply this salve and you should be perfect by morning." Alfred told Tim while escorting him up the stairs.
"Thanks-" Tim interrupted himself with a giant yawn.
"Just doing my duty Master Timothy." he responded. Tim gave a mumbled "good night" then headed into his room. He quickly threw off his red robin costume, trading it for a pair of fleece pajama bottoms, black with batman symbols on them, before face planting on his bed and falling asleep.
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"Uughh" Tim groaned as he sat up and stretched, trying to shake the remnants of sleep from his mind. Something felt off today, but he couldn't place it.
Strange, he felt really light, he could barely feel his body. Tim stumbled down the stairs and to the kitchen, where he went to the pantry to get some cereal or something.
"Morning," he grunted to Jason, who was eating toast at the table, as he passed.
"Morning," Jason responded without looking up. Tim settled himself across the table from Jason and began to dig in. That strange numb feeling still was clinging to him.
Oh well. Jason glanced up at Tim and gaped for a second, shock freezing him in place. Then there was a loud thump as Jason fell onto the floor out of his chair. His howls of laughter filled the entire house and tears were streaming down his face as Jason desperately tried to breathe through his laughs.
"Jason!" Tim said, "Jason, what's wrong?"
Jason responded with a gasped reply, "Dude, have you looked in the mirror lately?" before collapsing in fits of laughter again. Tim quickly glanced down at himself and his heart dropped down to his knees.
His vision swam as he sprinted up the stairs, still in shock. He ran to the mirror, his brain trying to confirm what he had seen. Tim's legs gave out and he fell to the ground with a thump.
Trying to push the shock from his mind, Tim crawled over and quickly slipped a white sweat shirt over his head (it had the words "the struggle is real" looking to be spraypainted on the back) before falling to the ground again.
Crap, crap, crap, crap, crap! Tim screamed in his head. I'm a girl! How in the name of holy justice did this futzing happen?! Tami felt her heart drop again as she remembered what had just happened downstairs. She was a girl...and now she had just walked downstairs, in front of Jason, wearing only a pair of pajama pants.
Tami sunk to her knees, clutching her head in her hands. Why? Why me? Tami groaned. Then she remembered Dick. Dick was on patrol with her last night too.
Was Dick...female….now too? She quickly ran down the hall before stopping short in front of Damian's door. Should she check on Damian too?
He and Dick were both still asleep...Both of them could be girls now...It would be the brotherly thing to do...even for that Demon Spawn. She quietly opened Damian's door and crept over to his bed.
She couldn't see a thing, it was pitch black. She put her hands on the ten year old's shoulders and tried to look through the darkness. It didn't look like Damian was a girl but...Suddenly Tami was flying through the air and into the dresser.
She saw Damian get up from the bed and run out the door screeching, "FATHER! I NEED TO KILL DRAKE! HE WAS TRYING TO MOLEST ME WHILE I WAS IN BED!" Tami could hear the kids yells fade away as he ran deeper into the house. At least he wasn't female now. She cursed silently under his breath and crept into Dicks room.
One glance at the sleeping figure confirmed his worst fears. He grabbed one of Rikki's shirts and throwing it at his head.
"Quick Rikki! Put this on!" Rikki sat up groggy, to see a shirt draped on her head and Tami sitting on a chair in the corner, covering her eyes.
"Hurry up Grayson!" Tami hissed. Rikki slipped on the shirt before noticing something very wrong. She dashed over to the mirror before letting loose an unearthly shriek. It went on for a long time, echoing throughout the house.
Tami came up behind Rikki and put a hand on her shoulder. "It must have been that machine last night. I'm a...uh...girl...too." Rikki was still gaping in horror at her new body. Her hair, slightly long before, now hung down to the small of her back. Tami's hair had been shorter before and it only was down to her waist. Just then, the door to Dick's room flung open and Bruce marched in.
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Hahahahahah and thus concludes the first chapter everyone. I'll make a deal with you. Once this chapter gets five reviews I'll post the rest of it. Sorry, i know i know i'm evil. Tata for now.
UPDATE: Two reviews so far! Thank you guests one and two, you are awesome! Three more to go before I will post the rest! Chip chop people!
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