Chapter Five, thanks for all the followers and favorites. This is a short chapter, so the next one is going to be extra long for you. Enjoy!
Timmy waited till it was after dark, before he left the house. It was a long walk to Gotham city. Timmy rushed into the city, keeping his head low as the shadows of the city swallowed him whole. Five blocks up, six blocks down, then climb. Timmy slowly makes his way up the building, keeping quiet and to the shadows. No one has ever seen him, and know one ever will. The top of the building is dirty, and a light mist streams from the sky. Tim hunched down behind the lip of the building, and waited. The rain continued to trickle down his face, and drip off his chin. Tim still remained frozen, occasionally checking to make sure his camera was on and ready. Then… suddenly… there. On the roof top across from him, movement. Tim raised his camera. Pause…pause…pause…then FLASH! Tim ducked behind the lip again and looked at the screen. It was perfect. Batman, Nightwing, Robin, stood in a perfect row on the lip of the building, Robin and Nightwing had their faces turned toward the Dark Knight, who was dark and brooding against the city lights. Tim gasped at the perfection of it. The perfect shot of the city's protectors, and his neighbors. Tim turned to look back over the lip of the building, the hero's were preparing for the jump. Tim tucked his camera carefully back into his shirt, and prepared himself as well. The vigilantes took off into the night, and Tim followed over the roof tops.
Tim had been following the heroes for long enough that he knew where they stopped to take breathers, or in Nightwing and Robin's case, to have some fun. Timmy made it to the roof across from the water tower just in time. Nightwing and Robin were preparing to leap off. The older vigilante ruffled the younger's hair, and Tim snapped a shot. FLASH! Robin frowned and shoved a laughing Nightwing. FLASH! Batman appeared behind the boys and the two looked sheepish. FLASH! Batman reached out and ruffled a shocked Nightwing's hair, while Robin pointed and laughed. FLASH! Police lights from down the street had all three vigilante's serious again. FLASH! Nightwing grinned and did a back flip off the water tower, with Robin leaping next to him. FLASH! One dramatic shot of Batman watching his boys with…pride? Love? Amusement? FLASH! Before he too left the water tower behind.
Tim glanced down at the camera screen speckled with rain. Beautiful. A few pictures were blurrier than he would like, but those could easily be fixed up on his computer. Now, to get some action. Tim carefully set up his police radio from his backpack and snapped some headphones on his ears. If I were a vigilante, where would I go? He asked himself. Tim crouched on the rooftop, concentrating. In his mind he laid out the vigilantes' usual route, and looked for coordinating places from the broadcast. There! A robbery at 5th and central, right along Nightwing's route. Tim stuffed the radio away, and tucked his camera away as well. In the increasing rain he was off again, toward danger and his hero, and hopefully and awesome picture.
It was nearly two o'clock in the morning when it happened. Timmy had followed the vigilantes to a robbery, three muggings, and once when all three went to see Comissioner Gorden. The Batsignal always made for some awesome photos. Timmy was soaked and shaking, but really happy with the way the night had gone so far. He was on his way to Wayne Tower, a common meeting point for the vigilante's when it happened. He reached the top of the fireescape he had been climbing, the rusting metal chaffing his little hands, when he heard voices.
"y'know I think it was Ivy. The poison was delivered by spores, her common gimmick." Tim froze. He knew that voice.
"No, I don't think so. Attacking an organic's lab? She wouldn't do anything to hurt her "babies" and that lab was doing some good work." Slowly, cautiously, Timmy peeked his head over the side of the building. There, gathered on the rooftop, closer than he's ever seen them before, were Nightwing, Robin, and Batman. Nightwing and Robin, were discussing the evidence Commissioner Gorden had given them, while Batman was typing something into his gauntlet computer. Tim resisted the urge to squeal. This was a dream come true. Carefully, slowly he raised his camera, making sure the flash was off, before taking a picture. CLICK! The moment was forever immortalized in the digital world. Timmy ducked back down on the fire escape, and missed Batman looking in his direction.
It was three o'clock in the morning when Timmy got back to his cold, empty house. He took a hot shower and then climbed into bed to look at his pictures of the night. The light from the camera screen lit up his face, and Tim sniffled and wiped his nose on Alfred's cotton handkerchief. It had been a good night. Twenty-three good photos, ten okay-ones, and three golden perfect ones. Timmy snuggled down into his blankets then reached over to set his alarm clock. The buttons were hard for his little fingers to work but he managed. Then Tim turned off his lamp, and was left in the dark. It was a good night, but he felt something was missing. Something he was still waiting for.