We'll Handle It
"We'll hand it it, they said. Don't worry, they said. It'll be fun, they said. Oh but wait, they didn't," Poltergeist growled to himself. As Ghost, he'd tried to warn Nightwing and Arkham Knight that there were more mercenaries on the other side of those doors than they were expecting. But no, they both insisted that they could handle it, and Knight thought it would be fun.
Well, they were right, up until they were wrong and some of those mercenaries started using venom. And now Poltergeist had to go in and save their asses. For starters, Batman was caught up in a gang war initiated by Harley Quinn's gang. She took over the remnants of the Joker's crew after he died, and she was absolutely ruthless and psychotic.
Red Arrow and Speedy had trouble of their own in Star City, Superman was dealing with a situation back in Metropolis, and The Flash was tangled up in a revenge plot against him over in Central City. So, Poltergeist was pretty much it. He didn't have the training his parents had, or any of the other heroes for that matter, but he had to do something. On the other hand, he was a computer whiz, and could probably turn that to his advantage.
So when he finally managed to sneak his way to the building where both Nightwing and Red Hood were being held captive, he pulled up his wrist-mounted holo-computer and got to work.
"Let's see here...blueprints...hmmm...security cameras," he muttered to himself. He hacked the cameras with relative ease to get a better look inside the building, while stashing himself away somewhere he couldn't be seen while he got to work.
"Ah shit. Heavily armed, all over the place. Knight and Nightwing are alone though, so I guess that's a plus," he muttered to himself, switching through the cameras to find a way to sneak inside. He hadn't said it out loud, but he thought the both of them were idiots. They got over confident and got themselves captured. Well, Poltergeist opted for a more stealthy approach and-
"Fuck. Ventilation Ducts. That's so cliche, not to mention lame as hell," he growled to himself, looking around for it. But he found it and reluctantly crawled into it, and began the trek inside, following his computer to where Knight and Nightwing were being held.
"Where's your sense of fun, Nightwing? This'll be easy Nightwing. Last time I listen to you," Nightwing said flatly. Knight laughed in amusement, both of them bound back to back in chairs. He turned his head as much as he could.
"C'mon, it could be-"
"Don't. Say it," Nightwing interrupted. Knight laughed again and shook his head.
"Okay, I wont, but I will say that you need to live a little! Setbacks happen! And besides, it was kind of fun," Knight replied. Nightwing snorted, tilting his head back and closing his eyes.
"Okay, yeah. A little bit. Right up until the point where a bunch of venom-infused thugs overpowered us and-" he turned his head as much as he could toward Knight and growled "tied us up!" Knight snorted and shook his head.
"You have no sense of adventure!"
"And you have no sense!"
While the two of them argued, Poltergeist watched from above, trying to formulate a plan of escape. And something else...
"Thanks Poltergeist! You're awesome! 'Aw, thanks! I know I am!' No really, you're the most awesome hero ever! 'Please, you're going to make me blush!'" Poltergeist snickered to himself as he finished unscrewing the grate and carefully pulling it up and moving it aside.
"Alright, game time," he muttered to himself, typing away on his computer again. He'd suggested raising the alarm on the opposite side of the compound to draw attention away, but that was when the Arkham Knight decided it would be 'more fun' to just burst in and beat them all down. Well, now Ghost's idea was the key to saving both his idiot parents.
"Aaaand...bingo!" Poltergeist said to himself with a cocky smirk, as alarms started blaring on the opposite side of the compound. He tapped back into the security cameras and watched as roughly half of the mercenaries outside the room rushed off to follow the alarm.
Poltergeist hopped down then and flipped an escrima stick in hand, the other patting his gun. It was an upgrade from his stun gun, a gun that fired non-lethal electric bullets.
"'Thank you for saving our asses, Poltergeist!' Oh, you're very welcome!" Poltergeist said with a little grin as he got to undoing Nightwing and Knight's bonds. Nightwing sighed in relief and flexed his wrists when he was freed and the Arkham Knight, for his part, cracked his knuckles.
"You did good, kid," he said with a grin, ruffling the teen's hair. Poltergeist gave a grin and a shrug.
"Good enough I guess," he replied. Knight turned to Nightwing rolled his head a little, cracking his neck.
"Alright, let's just get this done and get out of here,: he suggested. Nightwing scoffed at him.
"Te big bag Arkham Knight passing on a fight?" Nightwing teased. Knight snorted.
"Yeah, well...shut up and let's go," Knight said flatly, sneaking out through the door with Nightwing and Poltergeist behind him. There were still a dozen men scattered around the room, wielding automatic rifles, two of them hopped up on venom with only their fists as weapons.
"Alright, the venom shipment is behind this building. It's all loaded up and ready to go, but if we're quick-" Poltergeist was interrupted by the sounds of combat and looked up to find Knight taking down the men in the room. He sighed and shook his head.
"What? You can't tie a man up and not expect a little payback! Y'know, unless it's in be-"
"Okay, TMI," Poltergeist interrupted, slipping past them and out through the back entrance. Two patrolmen spotted them, but Nightwing took them out quickly, then the trio made for the docks. The alarm had just died down and only a few mercenaries were left on the docks. Nightwing and The Arkham Knight exchanged looks and then grinned.
Jason, Dick and Kaden all returned to the clock tower, still in their gear, save for their masks, laughing. Jason patted Kaden on the shoulder and grinned at the teen.
"Not bad for your first real field mission! Proud of you!" he said. Kaden's face lit up at his father's praise and when he opened his mouth to speak, Jason interrupted with "but no, you can't go out on patrol with us." Kaden frowned.
"What? Why? I just saved both your asses!"
"Butts," Dick corrected. Kaden rolled his eyes and crossed his arms over his chest.
"I think he's proven himself, Jason," Barbara pointed out.
"You didn't let me finish!" Jason said defensively. He turned to Kaden and said "maybe you can come out on a mission once in a while, but for now, just keep being Ghost for a while. Until shit with Harley settles down," he offered. Kaden frowned, but then sighed and shook his head.
"Alright, I guess I can live with that," he replied with a shrug.
"C'mon, you can't deny you like being Ghost!" Dick interjected. Kaden glancewd over at his papa, and then grinned like the Cheshire Cat.
"Okay, yeah, it's pretty awesome. Being the adviser, the awesome super hacker," Kaden replied. Barbara chuckled in amusement and patted the teen on the back.
"And he's quite good at it too."
"Yeah, and maybe next time you can listen to me when I offer advice?" Kaden added with a quirk of his eyebrow. Dick and Jason laughed at him, the both of them patting his shoulders.
"Alright, you got a point. Next time."
"Good. I don't want top have to embarrass you guys again by coming to your rescue," he teased.
Author's Note: Sorry it's a little short. The fact that it also had a lot of wiggle room was also a downside.