` Wow, I feel loved. I didn't think anyone would like the first chapter, and then, you know, people did! And it made me happy…I'm socially awkward. ON WITH THE STORY!
PS- I really only have a vague idea where this story is going, so if you guys have any suggestions, don't be shy. There's no such thing as a stupid idea, especially where I'm concerned.
Robin picked up his backpack from the spot underneath Gotham Academy's bleachers, changing quickly into the civvies he had in it. He put the Red X uniform in the false bottom he used to store his Robin costume, Slade's 'card' lying on top. He zipped up the bag, ignoring the weight that seemed to settle in it. Luckily, Gotham Academy wasn't too far from Wayne manor, and Robin was able to walk home fairly quickly.
"Hello, Master Richard, how was the tutoring session?" Alfred asked as Robin walked in the door.
"It went very well, Alfred. I think that Ron is really starting to get a good grasp on Algebra." Robin had told Alfred and Bruce that he was going to be tutoring another student as a cover. Neither of them had cried foul, so he assumed that they believed him. "I'm gonna head upstairs and get some Robin work done, if that's okay with you." Alfred nodded and Robin bolted up the stairs. The second his door closed, his composed mask slipped.
'Okay, nothing to worry about, right? Just, make something up! Yeah, go hacking again, and find the information you found before, only this time show it to Batman instead of playing dress up.' Robin began messing with his wristcom, surfing through firewalls and password encrypted pages before he finally found what he was looking for. 'See? Everything's going to be fine.' Suddenly, a voice that sounded suspiciously like Kid Flash spoke-or thought-whatever. 'Are you sure about that?' The voice asked. Robin sighed. 'No. It's probably going to blow up in my face, and I'll get taken off the team and probably get banned from crime-fighting, or worse…awesome.' Robin tried his best to look confused as he ran into Bruce's study.
"Hey, Bruce? Isn't John Marks on probation?" The bat in question grunted, but paused in the work he was doing-probably for Waynetech- and began searching in the Bat archives.
"Last time I checked, why?"
"Because it says here that he's one of the scientists handling the research regarding the xenothium shipment the team was transporting today." Bruce stopped typing in shock, then began even faster than before.
"What? When did you find this out?" 'This afternoon. I couldn't get a hold of you so I made a makeshift suit out of one of yours that got trashed in battle and stole the xenothium out of the truck. Oh, and by the way, a major baddie offered to give me inside information right after I did, so I'm in a position to finally capture him and learn inside secrets about his allies.'
"Just now! I was checking my wristcom to see how the team did and it popped up!" Finally, Bruce got to the file he was looking for.
"He had six months of probation left, but someone terminated it." John Marks had been involved in illegal experiments involving human mutations, but any proof had been inconclusive to his association with it, so he'd gotten off with some heavy probation and a couple slaps to the wrist. "This isn't good…he's probably going to use that stuff to turn everyone into fruitcakes!" Bruce yelled.
"Or bran muffins." Robin added, but Bruce ignored him.
"Suit up and be ready to go in five." He said shortly, and Robin quickly left the room.
'Well, that went better than expected.'
Kid Flash
"We are so dead." Wally groaned as he collapsed on the couch next to Superboy who was already watching static. Artemis and M'gann were working with hair brushes to get the goop out of the Martian's hair.
"Yeah, we know, Kid Mouth, you've only said it a million times." Artemis said, rolling her eyes.
'Jerk.'
"Recognized. Robin- B01 Batman-(I dunno Batman's number) Wally sighed.
"Time to go to the mission room." The entire team trudged to said room with heavy hearts. Kaldur was the first to speak.
"We apologize for our poor performance." He said, and Batman looked like he was going to pop a vein.
"What do you mean?"
"Are you not here to reprimand us?" He asked, astonished. Robin interjected.
"We're here because the xenothium was headed to a crazy guy with a history of human experimentation." Wally grinned.
"Then we didn't mess up so badly!" Batman's eye twitched.
"What do you mean, mess up?" Wally shrank back, and once again Kaldur stepped forward.
"While we were overseeing the transportation of the xenothium, a masked figure attacked us and stole the cargo. After he left, all of us but Superboy were incapacitated. All he left behind was this." Kaldur held out a red 'X' shaped weapon, the same one that had been used to break into the truck. Robin looked curiously at it.
"What is that?"
"He used it as a knife or saw of some sort to get into the back of the truck." Batman pinched the bridge of his nose.
"This is just fantastic." He muttered to himself. Robin shrugged.
"At least John Marks doesn't have it, right?" Batman looked to be biting back his irritation, something no one on the team but Robin had seen before.
"But now it's in the hands of an unknown villain. Robin, stay here. I'll contact the league and take action from there."
Really didn't know how to end that chapter…so yeah. John Marks is a figment of my imagination. And once again, I need ideas! And a Beta, a Beta would be nice, too. So if you have ideas or are good with grammar/spelling, PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE review telling me so! I don't really know what I'm doing here, I mean, I know how I want the story to end, but I don't know how to get there.
...my need for a Beta is intensified by the fact that I don't have the attention span to proofread my stuff.
Peace, love, and turtledoves,
B.