#batwave

[fran4flan]

HAHAHAHAHAHAHA🤣

I like to think that Shockwave can still move his body when his head is detached 😌 meaning Soundwave Can have a cuddle buddy when he (finally) recharges so I think it’s a win-win situation. Or a wave-wave one. Whichever you prefer. It’s half out of natural bat instincts to hold things for warmth, so I’ve heard…

[urbanbat]

" oh dear "

[richbat]

tagdump for bruce

[siri-ike]

A Quiet Night in Gotham

The Batman (2004) X Danny phantom

(Canon be damned)

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The first day was a struggle.

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The second was mostly spent in the gym (despite protests from his butler/physician/father figure)

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Bruce sat restlessly playing their hundredth game of checkers. It had been raining non-stop for three days already. Heavy rainfall is the third most common cause for car accidents. How anyone finds it soothing is a mystery.

It had been a long time since Bruce had had such a calm night. But three in a row? He didn't like it. He knew this could only be the calm before yet another storm. He couldn't have known how right he was.

Alfred tried to convince him that a night in could be good for him. Let the fractures heal a little longer. But Bruce couldn't stay in. It was only a matter of time. Everyone's still locked up in Arcam and Gotham State penitentiary, so he shouldn't need to worry, right? As if that's ever meant safety.

Grapling from rooftop to rooftop was much harder in this weather. The suit may be waterproof, but he still needs to see where he's going. It seems everyone is following the city's advice to stay in. He even checked that the shelters Bruce Wayne had funded were holding up. Still nothing from the Batwave. Maybe criminals don't want to be out in this weather either.

Batman checked the amusement parks. He checked the cryogenics labs, the botany labs, the chemical labs, and the banks. Nothing. By 4am, he had ruled out every likely target. All evidence says the night is quiet. Which isn't possible. Not in Gotham.

At 8 a.m., Alfred walked into the Batcave intent on ushering Bruce to bed. It was a struggle, but no one over rules the butler.

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On the fourth day, something finally happened. Detective Yin called. He didn't even wait for an explanation. Before heading out.

"What is it?" He lurched out of a shadowy corner of the decrepit apartment building he'd been summoned to. A slight hint of eagerness crept into his tone.

Yin smiled. "It's nothing big. I just thought you'd get stir cazy with nothing to do." She was right. He would never admit it, but she knew him better than most. "There was a noise complaint. It's probably just crashers." She had a resigned look on her face, like she wanted it to be more, too.

They split up to check the rooms.

A pair of trap doors opened, and they both got their wish.

[creaturefeaturecommando]

I love Bruce having to hide The Batwave in public because that’s the equivalent of someone having at 2024 iPhone in 2004.

[princesspuresarahk]

The Batman Au: Riddler’s Reform

Warning for language (plus some Riddlebat if look close wink,wink)

Chapter:2 the Chase is on! Edward started running trying to get as far away as possible as Joker and Penguin yelled after him quickening his pace to stay ahead of them faster! Faster! (I got to find a place to hide!) he thought as he kept running until he found an opportunity! Around the corner he quickly scurried into an alleyway with a big dumpster when Joker and Penguin halted to a stop as a truck got in their way blocking their view Eddie hid behind it making himself small behind some old boxes and allowing him some cover as he hunched over trying to keep quiet as possible as he desperately catches his breath while trying not to gag at the stench when Joker and Penguin caught up in the alley trying to figure out where he went Edward felt like he was a goner but was relieved when they left to continue onward but not before Penguin who was out of breath from all the running hit the dumpster out of frustration mumbling out “damn it,” causing the already overflowed thing to have a very full bag fall and break on top of him spilling the garbage full of old fruit, vegetables, eggshells, coffee grinds, spoiled milk, an old diaper, and other liquids he didn't want to find out, were all over him making him groan disgusted by the smell as he desperately brushed it all off as best he could while realizing he was lost thus trying to get his way back to the bus stop he realized he can't remember which way it was hopefully there was a sign that he would recognize that would lead the way back as he started walking he couldn't help but keep his guard up hoping the villains chasing him were long gone oh but how he was wrong.

“GOODBYE ARKHAM!! HELLOOO GOTHAM!!!” called Joker with glee, as he laughed maniacally while Penguin was trying to drive, Penguin’s two loyal henchgirls the muted Kabuki Twins were riding in the back (they heard their boss had escaped and were able to find him ) Joker and Penguin had managed to escape in a catering truck as they hijacked it from the driver, where they drove it to the city to search for Edward. “PIPE DOWN SCREWLOOSE! We’re only working together because Riddler swindled us with that wager of exposing Batman! I intend to show him what happens when he double-crosses a Cobblepot!!!” grinned Penguin in that insanely greedy tone of his. Some years ago when Riddler, Penguin, and Joker were at war with each other for claiming Gotham’s biggest streets; Riddler challenged his rivals to gain full control of the city by unmasking Batman. The wager ended dreadfully, and Joker and Penguin were now up for revenge.

About a few hours had gone by Edward yet was still trying to find his way back he may have been in Gotham for 4 years now but there were still places in the big dark city that he'd never been to. It was hard to recognize some of the architecture and locations in the areas here, he was totally lost and his cousin was going to be furious at him. Just as he was crossing the street he heard a “There You Are Nygma!” oh no Joker was back and spotted him once again Edward was on the run again Joker giving chase like a predator on the prowl with Penguin not far behind, and both in a vehicle! Does Edward pick up the pace as he runs and runs until he is almost near one of the Gotham libraries maybe he could hide there!? Edward's face paled when he saw Joker and Penguin jump out of the car as Oswald told his Fubuki twins to stay in the car until he called for them as he and Joker dealt with Riddler personally.

Meanwhile, down in the Batcave, Batman and Alfred were making some repairs to the Batmobile when the Batcave alert came up on their phones. “Batwave alert! Arkham Asylum is in trouble, Joker and Penguin… and Riddler?” said Batman who was surprised that Riddler was escaping on the day he was to be released an innocent man he better reset the Riddler's file as nonthreat. Nonetheless, Batman called everyone to get their costumes and equipment so they could go to work. Checking the security footage outside from the psychiatric hospital showing Riddler being legally released calmly waiting at a bench looking closely as he fast-forwarded it a bit he noticed Riddler's reaction looking towards the opening of Arkham before dashing off away from the bench in a panic as Joker and Penguin followed him in the same direction a few minutes later both looking ready to tear him apart! Looks like Joker and Penguin managed to chase Riddler out of Arkham, the two villains felt like they finally needed to settle this old score with the Riddler. Just as Batman and Robin were about to jump in the Batmobile someone jumped in with them wearing a smaller version of the Robin costume "Wait Bruce I want to come too I'm ready I know I am!" It was Jason who's been wanting to desperately go on missions but he was nearly done completing part of his training as the 8-year-old bounced up and down in the car seat with hope in his eyes. Bruce was about to say a firm 'No' but they were already in a rush and needed to head out now taking a breath Bruce gave him a stern look “Since I don't have time to argue it will be this once. (he looks Jason in the eye to show he is serious) Remember Jason, this isn’t a training operation; this is the real thing. I want you to follow my directions closely, the work we do is dangerous. Two of Gotham’s biggest villains have escaped Arkham, they’ll really hurt you if you don’t adhere to what I’ve taught you in practice. Just follow us, clear?” asked Batman as Jason nodded in understanding smiling in excitement and giving a “Wooohhooo!” then he drove the batmobile through the long underground tunnel for several miles until a wall in a rough alleyway with a fake “DEAD END” sign on a fake dumpster opened up for the batmobile to drive out into the city. As they drove and listened to the GCPD police frequency, Batman had a worried feeling inside; worried about how scared and vulnerable Riddler..no..Edward must be feeling right now. Batman poured on the power, seeing that they had to stop their escapees first.

“Batman! The police dispatch says that Joker, Penguin and his two henchgirls are in a white catering van that belongs to Mr. Ting’s Oriental Catering Services. License plate number… let’s see… CPH 004, I’ll see if I can cut them off around Liston Street” said Batgirl to Batman on her radio, as she could see the stolen catering truck ahead in the distance.

Meanwhile, Edward had to think of something the library was just two blocks away he'd needed a distraction and Quick! Then he noticed an old woman sitting by a bench near a fountain feeding some pigeons with a bag full of bread crumbs it was that he thought of a quick plan. He quickly ran up to her asking the woman for a handful of bread crumbs which the woman happily thought he wanted to feed the birds as well as soon as he had a good handful it was that Joker and Penguin were getting closer taking his arm back Edward throws his handful of crumbs with all his might as he yelled; “Take that you damn imbeciles and bon appetite birdies!”

The pieces of bread landed on Joker and Penguin who were startled at what was just thrown at them but before they could do anything a giant swarm of pigeons started flying towards and pecking at them trying to get the bread crumbs on them all the while going to the bathroom on them. White spots begin appearing all over them as the two villains desperately try to smack the birds out of their faces "Woah! The hell! damn birds! damn birds! Get off! GET OFF!" growled Joker. Penguin was desperately trying not to hurt them as he still had a soft side for birds "No, No my prettties! Not the suit, not the suit!"

Meantime, Edward took his second chance to run into the library heading to the back, he stayed out of sight hopeful again that he would lose them as he plopped down on the floor feeling his legs burning. He must be getting quite the workout as he’d been running quite some time he checked the clock on the wall and shock came to him as he realized it was almost 11:30 he'd been gone a full 3 hours without him realizing it as he was too busy running and hiding from his foes, Scarlet must be worried sick about his whereabouts possibly even looking for him when he didn't show up? He better go find a pay phone and call her but after all, that running he needed to rest for a bit and make sure that Joker and Penguin were completely gone so he waited a full 2 hours and a half until the cost cleared while doing so used the bathroom to clean up some of the garbage on him from smelling using as much hand soap as much as he could and using the water fountain to quince his dry throat from thirst from all that running by then it was 1:30 when he took a chance to step out of the library. By that time he was able to find out where he was at learning from the Gotham Library City’s maps, that if he goes North he should be able to find Scarlet's house that was outside of the city and be able to recognize it with the details his cousin discussed him on the phone as he stepped out and started heading the direction he searched and theorized what would take him into his location but unknown to him, he was being watched by one of Penguin's birds following him for a good 2 hours until it was certain Edward let his guard down and thought he was safe for now as soon as it saw the young man sit down for minute the crow quickly started flying towards his Master, who was only a few blocks away was having a mean argument with Joker about who gets to beat Nygma black and blue first while munching on the bag of bread crumbs he stole from the old woman after they escaped the pigeon fiasco resulting the both getting covered in bird crap, that the crow announced his presence to his master telling him in bird language that he found him as the villains started running again to their target while trying to push the other one out of the way unaware that the Batman and his two Robins were already tracking them down as the crow led them to Edward who was just getting up from his rest when he heard the laugh of Joker and Penguin.

His face went paler than it usually was. Not this again! His adrenaline picked up as he started running for his life needing to survive and fearing not knowing what they would do to him if they caught him. He tried zigzagging in different directions trying to lose them again until he was in another alley but to his displeasure there were no dumpsters to hide or fire escapes to climb the goons were getting closer hearing their footsteps storming near it was then that Edward realized that he was standing on a sewer hole that would lead down into the sewers though he thought it was a dreadful idea, might as well be down there then risk facing the crazy clown and birdbrain quickly “it’s a risk I’m willing to take!”Using his remaining strength he lifted the lid up and down on the latter as quickly as he could closing the heavy lid above him just as Joker and Penguin entered the alley looking for him and the Batmobile at the alley.

After Nygma disappeared beneath the ground, Batman, and the two Robins hurried up to one end of the long alley, where on the other side the Penguin and the Joker were staring straight at him. Joker grinned and Penguin readied his umbrella, anticipating the fight. Batgirl had finally caught up with the two villains, but her training told her to stay behind the two and to try and take them down with a sneak attack when the time was right. “Well if it isn’t the Bat Family, cute I must admit. As much as I’d love to clip your wings, our quarrel isn’t with you” began the Penguin as the Kabuki Twins (who came out of nowhere) readied their fingered knives where they were standing above the surrounding buildings, as if to ambush the crime fighters from up top. “We’re here for that pixie brainiac Riddler, we have a score to settle with him. So stand aside Batsy! This little kerfuffle doesn’t concern YOU!” said Joker as he readied his sharp playing cards, while Batman secretly got his hand ready to throw one of his batterangs. Batman was keeping a lot more to himself than usual, his feelings for Edward had grown more since the night he and Edward “slept together”. Batman knew that Edward hadn’t deliberately escaped Arkham, he was clearly running from Joker and Penguin who were both out for blood.

“I’m going get Riddler, and take him in myself. You try to stop me, I’ll turn you both inside out!” said Batman who got his batterangs out. The Dark Knight knew that despite how much he cared for Edward's safety, he had to handle this carefully. Even though Batgirl and Robin were fully-fledged members of the team, Jason was still new and still hadn’t trained enough; one wrong move could be fatal. “GO!” shouted Batman as he threw down a smoke pellet and sped towards Joker and Penguin, hoping to fight them off. Batgirl jumped in on the action as she fought off the Kabuki twins, kicking them both into an open dumpster. Batman and Robin both tried fighting off Joker and Penguin. One of Joker’s cards got into Batman and cut his abdomen, but the fighting was cut short when the wail of police sirens could be heard. “Let’s SPLIT Fruitloop!” called Penguin as he activated three large propellor blades that started spinning like a helicopter and began levitating the obese crime boss away. Joker hurried up to hold onto Penguin’s legs as did his best to fly properly. Batman then tossed something up into the sky, a penny-sized magnetic tracking device that latched onto one of the blades of Penguin’s umbrella.

“So Joker and Penguin have escaped, and what about Riddler… er Nygma?” asked Commissioner Gordon who was questioning Batman several minutes later about what transpired before. Batgirl, Robin, and 2nd Robin(Jason) at the same time were looking around for clues. Batgirl then found what looked like a small piece of torn fabric from what she assumed to be the Riddler..no Edward’s, she decided to show Batman when he was finished speaking to the Commissioner. “His trail went cold, Riddler might not have been… or he may have been here. Yes, he was here. We could assume that Riddler disappeared beneath the ground and into the sewers. I’ll have to take a look down below,” said Batman as Batgirl gave him the piece of evidence she found. As they were further discussing Edward's whereabouts Jason aka the 2nd Robin who was in the car was sitting in the front seat with a bored expression bummed out that the fight was over and that the Joker and Penguin got away and he didn't even get to kick butt yet! Man, what a bummer. With a sigh he took out a small chocolate bar he snuck along in his pocket unwrapping it he took a small bite while still pouting but enjoying the crunchy goodness "Mmmmm so good.." it was the cookie melted caramel crunch kind, suddenly, he heard it! A beeping coming from the screen of the batmobile checking he noticed it was from the tracker Bats put on the Penguin's umbrella and the signal was on the move into the sewers! He better tell Bruce, Dick and Barb!

Stuffing the rest of the candy into his mouth he hurriedly ran to Batman, Robin and Batgirl trying to get their attention as Gordon left for them to continue the search "Ba'Ma! Bah'Gah! Ro'ban bit's Joe'ka! And Pe'one! Oh moo!' min su'er!" he yelled/mumbled his mouth still full of caramel and chocolate trying to chew and talk at the same time in excitement!

Chapter: 3 Down below and Oh no?!

credit to Queenie aka https://theivylinerart.tumblr.com/ for being a part of this Fanfic. and Credit to the lovely earths-roots-grow-up.tumblr.co… for making the artwork : )

[xxgoingbattybabesxx]

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How likely they are to enter a relationship with them:

1 | 2 | 3 | 4 | 5 | 6 | 7 | 8 | 9 | 10

Would they…Make the first move? Yes | No Say “I love you” first? Yes | No (but there will be signs he does) Cheat on them? Yes | No Be the jealous type? Yes | No (IT DEPENDS OK) Plan the dates? Yes | No (he's doing the kidnapping he should plan the dates.) Initiate the first kiss? Yes | No Remember anniversaries? Yes | No

BOLD WHAT APPLIES:

Their Relationship Is:

friends to lovers | rivals to lovers | enemies to lovers | still just enemies | mutual pining | star crossed lovers | old married couple | perpetual honeymoon phase | stable and boring | stable but not boring | secret lovers | best friends hiding their feelings | and they were roommates | friends with benefits | coworkers avoiding HR | one-sided affection | weird sexual tension | it’s complicated | toxic relationship | a secret affair | an actual dumpster fire | other

PUBLIC Displays of Affection:

hand holding | kiss on the hand | kiss on the cheek | kiss on the forehead | kiss on the lips |  cuddling | hugging | affectionate messages or comments | pet names | pictures together | no displays of affection - (These two would fuck in the publicly accessible woods. but they will not hold hands in public)

PRIVATE Displays of Affection:

hand holding | kiss on the hand | kiss on the cheek | kiss on the forehead | kiss on the lips |  cuddling | hugging | affectionate messages or comments | pet names | pictures together | no displays of affection

Do they stay together?

yes, this is endgame | yes but someone is gonna die tragically | something is keeping them apart | they part ways as friends | they part ways as enemies | they’re on-again-off-again | they have a super messy breakup | it was just a fling | other (They're on different sides of the war and every second spent together is a second they put each other into danger. This can only end badly, or end with one of them abandoning everything they know for the other - and these two aren't the type to leave their people behind)

BONUS

What terrible pet names would they give each other?

Soundwave switches between Little Autobot, Honeybee, Sweet-Bee, Honey Snack, etc. Just truly terrible petnames. I imagine Bee just calls him Batty, or Batwave. He's usually busy being flustered in Soundwave presence

[pupsintrouble]

Doing more’’’ on the INSTA these days. 

That’s the life that’s the style.

Look the book works!

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[that-sokovian-bastard]

*gasps* THE BATWAVE

[dailymothanon]

Don’t ask me about the last one idk how it got there. Anyways I had the idea of What If Soundwave’s sound abilities were strong enough that it could damage even him? Like maybe yeah he’s more resilient to sound, but I’m sure even for him the super intense vibrations burst his own face platings eventually too 🤔 I also just wanted to show off his bat teeth tbh. Referenced by vampire bats, technically that would mean his teeth are specialized to make sure a mech bleeds

Primus forbid a mech eats in peace, Starscream 😒 so what if he eats/drinks energon like its caught prey

[urbanbat]

@dementedspeedster

a what-

[amaraudermind]

So anyway, The Batman(2004) had me convinced that Bruce was aroace-

[peppersandcats]

Oh my goodness. ♥️

If you're still accepting them: would you ship Mick Rory / Bruce Wayne?

Okay, this is the last one, then :)

Answer: Definitely yes.

How: It starts when Mick meets Poison Ivy entirely by accident at one of those Legion of Doom/Supervillain Support Group/Excuse For Everyone To Party On Lex Luthor’s Dime events, where they got into a really cool discussion about how fire can help certain types of trees regenerate better, since it mixed his interests (anything related to fire) and hers (anything related to plants). Since he didn’t seem like a total waste of space, Ivy invites him to Gotham for a bit.

Mick is currently having an argument with Len (Len is dating the Flash again and it’s stressing him out) so he decides - sure, why not? He’s never laid low in Gotham before (because it’s a hellpit of a city, he conveniently forgets).

The thing is, Batman is a very good detective and also kind of a classic Jewish worrywart so the second Heatwave comes into his city, he begins stalking him because obviously he’s here to be up to no good, right?

He’s, uh, obviously up to no good as he goes to visit various tourist areas. and at least two famous bakeries, and four different pizzerias. And spends an entire evening reading a book in one of the parks (in full supervillain gear, but that was on Ivy’s advice to keep away the muggers).

Clearly, this scheme is even more cunning than Batman realized, because Batman is having serious trouble figuring out what it is. That basically never happens.

Mick, of course, realizes that he has a shadow and decides to treat it the way he would if it were Barry following him around:

“I’m going to leave this very suspicious but very tasty pizza here,” he says to the air. “Then I’m going to go away and it’s going to disappear, how terrible.”

“Same with this delicious bomboloni I got from the Italian pastry shop run by the mob.”

“I’m going to go break into the Chrysler Building today around 11 - that work for you or would that interfere with patrol?”

“Uh, so, I may have gotten into an argument with this asshole guy with some sort of burlap sack over his face, and maybe sorta punched him out, but in my defense he was being really rude about arguing that my pyromania was based initially on pyrophobia which, duh. Could you, I don’t know, do something with him for me? I promise not to look while you spirit him away.”

“Can you recommend a therapist that isn’t in Arkham? Those guys just don’t strike me as good shrinks, you know? Even if Ivy says they’re better than nothing, I figure there’s got to be someone decent.”

Batman has never been treated this way by any of his villains. Ever.

It’s kind of fun.

He’s…he’s having fun.

What the fuck.

 Obviously, the only solution to this is to get Bruce Wayne kidnaped by Heatwave (and Poison Ivy, since he helps her out on some of her visits-to-the-local-nursery-to-pick-up-the-flower-beds-she-ordered-but-we-call-them-heists) so that Batman can get an inside view on this whole thing.

But, see, the problem is that Gotham only doesn’t know that Bruce Wayne is Batman because they’re so familiar with who Bruce “Terminal Idiot But Very Rich” Wayne is and obviously he can’t be Batman.

Mick does not know celebrities. He does not know Bruce Wayne.

He does recognize burn marks that originate when SOMEONE snuck up on him when he was fixing his heat gun and got himself slightly singed as a result.

So about an hour or so into the kidnapping he goes over and quietly asks, “Uh, do you want me to let you sneak out so you can stop this? It’s not as fun when the superhero isn’t available.”

Bruce stares at him.

“Central City rules,” Mick says helpfully. “We coordinate our calendars sometimes. There’s an app for that now.”

Batman is going to have to have a Talk With Barry Allen again, clearly.

In the meantime, however…

“Would you like to go out with me?” Bruce asks. He’s always had better luck with supervillains than with fellow superheroes, or with civilians, and really, once you know the secret identity you’re basically part of the family.

“Like on a heist?”

“I was thinking a date.”

Mick blinks.

Len’s gonna judge him so hard, but he has no grounds giving that he’s dating his own superhero. Maybe a few accusations of hypocrisy.

Eh, Mick can handle that.

“Sure,” he says. “Why not?”

[strangeduckpaper]

Batman Beyond Villains (This takes place in a hypothetical continuance of the Batman Beyond TV show)

- Neo-Maronis (One of Gotham’s oldest criminal outfits reborn under the leadership of Tai Maroni.)

- Court of Owls (Reborn as a proper crime syndicate and enforced by the Talons, who themselves now exist as a mix of cybernetic assassins and Splicers)

- Scarecrow / Willie Watt (Bullied kid turned Psionic Meta turned newest host of the Spirit of Fear)

- Terrible Trio (A trio of thieves using Cybernetics, Splicing & Magic)

- Rewire / David Dusk (Troubled adult son of Mayor William Dusk, now obsessed with Batman)

- Ratboy / Patrick Fitz (Metahuman vagabond and stalker)

- 2Face / Big Time / Charlie Bigelow (Terry’s former criminal associate mutated into a hulking brute, but with aspirations of becoming a crimelord)

- Snowflame / Mr Fixx (Blight’s ex-enforcer, revealed to alive and holding a grudge)

- Vendatta (Blight’s ex-secretary, also holding a grudge)

- Kobra (Ancient Cult seeking to exploit Neo-Gotham’s remaining magc)

- Jokerz (The cockroaches of Gotham’s underworld)

Joker King / Doug Tan (Brother-in-law angst)

Terminal / Carter Wilson (Max Gibson’s new nemesis)

- Suicide Squad-Constructed by Special Agent James Bennett, comprised mostly of Terry’s Rogue’s Gallery

Armory / Jim Tate (Reluctant weapons specialist)

Inque (Ferrofluid corporate spy)

Parasite (The only rogue from outside Gotham, completely alien)

Shriek / Walter Shreeve (Deaf sonic weaponry wielder)

Stalker (Poacher turned superhuman hunter with bionic spine)

Repeller / David Suzuki (Corporate mercenary in forcefield suit)

Spellbinder / Ira Billings (Hypnosis specialist, but tinkering with something mystical...)

- Karros (Mercenary wielding magnetic claws, now contracted to the Maronis)

- 2D Man (Last living member of the Terrific Trio, turned mad scientist)

- Rebel One / ??? (Aloof vigilante, has made waves killing criminals)

- Ten Eyes (A mad oracle reborn, hungry for souls)

- Curare (Top assassin from one of the remaining splinter groups of the LoS, and sister of Earth’s youngest Green Lantern)

- Hush (Shapeshifting assassin & criminal)

- Freeze (A spirit of ages past, intent on freezing Gotham in winter eternal)

- Batwave (The Batcomputer gone rogue, intent on destroying Gotham)

[halleysgorefest]

Batwave (BAT + WAVE + AMPWAVE)

SHE/HER

an electroid bat ampwave hybrid-like creature who is known for emitting any forms of sound and can also uses its zipper like tuner on its mouth to adjust the pitches of the sound she makes. she uses either her speakers or speak as in form of communication. the vents on her torso is often activated during an extremely hot condition to prevent overheating. the tip of her tail can produce high amount of electricity as self-defense, breaking it causes her to die.

[mischiefandspirits]

Internship

In a world where Bruce’s acquisition of his kids isn’t as legal, but is just as well-meaning, Jason receives a worrying video that leads Dick to follow in his father's footsteps.

This takes place about four and a half years after the events of Before the Red Hood

Click here for more of this AU

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Pros and cons of punching Kenny Jameson in the face, Jason thought as he made his way to English class. Pro: I got three months free from jeers about my bastard brother and whore mom when I punched Michael Davis. Con: I also got suspended for two weeks and benched from patrol for a month when I punched him. Pro: Kenny’s bigger and older than Michael so that might earn me more cred and keep the snobs away even longer. Con: Missing school and patrol sucked.

Jason was still contemplating the issue when someone ran into him, their hand slipping into his pocket to drop something. He sighed internally because now he’d have to play dumb about not knowing that something was in his pocket. It was probably contraband. His assailant probably already had a friend talking to a teacher about how concerned they were so soon enough an adult would come by for a random search. It would be too soon for Jason to have noticed it so the teacher would find it and he’d get in trouble, giving the other kids a good laugh. The only problem for them was that Jason had grown up in Crime Alley. This kid was a lot better than some of the others who’d pulled the trick, but you didn’t live long in the Alley if you couldn’t notice even the slickest of fingers sliding into your clothes.

Of course, no one at Gotham Academy could know he grew up in the Alley. He was supposed to be Bruce Wayne’s son, born to some fling he’d had during a trip to France. This meant that he’d have to pretend not to notice until the kid was gone and he could use a little Bat magic to make the contraband disappear.

At least he could get angry about the kid running into him.

He took a deep breath and looked down, bristling for a fight. Then he looked down even further to stare blankly at the absolutely tiny middle-schooler staring nervously up at him. The kid was almost a head shorter than Jason, who himself was small for his age, and nearly as thin as Jason had been when his dad had first found him. They were Latine with neatly gelled, pitch-black hair and stormy gray-blue eyes. Honestly, the kid was so small Jason worried they’d somehow managed to sneak out of the elementary school building.

“S-sorry, Mr. Jean-Wayne. Sorry,” they stuttered out.

Shit, there was no way this ball of nerves was screwing with him. Which meant he was going to have to track down whoever had forced the kid into it and punch them in the face.

The old man was going to be ticked when he got back to town to find out Jason had gotten suspended again.

“It’s fine, kid. Just be more careful next time. You okay?”

They nodded, then raced off in the direction they’d been heading before.

Jason watched them go with a frown and casually slipped his hands into his jacket pockets to find out what the kid had snuck him. Instead of drugs or a weapon, though, he found a thumb drive. Curious, he slipped it into a hidden pocket in his jacket sleeve. Then when he got to his classroom without being accosted, he plugged it into a slim black gadget in his messenger bag while pretending to look for his homework.

The gadget, which Dick named the bat-mimic, was technically a portable charger, but if the power button was pressed in a certain order then it would copy everything off a device that was plugged into it onto a cordoned-off portion of the Batwave servers. The bat-mimic could also then delete everything off the device if another code was punched in, which Jason did in case the drive had porn, bomb blueprints, something else on it that would get him in trouble.

Since the bat-mimic sent an alert through Batwave when it was used, he was expecting a call so he slipped into a staircase as soon as he got out of class. Right on time, Barbara’s face lit up his phone.

He stuck his earbuds in and answered the call. “Hey -”

“Where did you get all this?”

“What?” Jason said, surprised by her serious tone.

“You’re supposed to be at school. Where did you get all this?”

“Some kid gave it to me on a thumb drive.” Crap, did the drive actually have bomb blueprints on it? Wait, “I actually am at school, for the record. So don’t go telling Dad I ditched like last time.”

“You did ditch last time.”

“Yeah, but only History. And only because my teacher’s racist so there’s no point being in there. You didn’t have to snitch. Dick didn’t say anything.”

“He’s the one who help-Nevermind. You said a kid gave you all this?”

All? “Yeah, little stickman. Figured an older kid must have bribed or hassled them into trying to get me in trouble. Why?”

His phone's text tone sounded and Barbara asked, “Is this him?”

He looked at the picture she’d sent him to see what appeared to be the kid’s school photo. “Yep. Why? What was on the drive?”

“Documents and spreadsheets that act as evidence that Jack and Janet Drake have been laundering money and smuggling for the Court of Owls.”

“I’m sorry, what?”

“It’s nothing that could solidly prove anything, especially not that the Court exists, and most of the real info is in the Court’s code, which we know will be thrown out if anything went to trial, but I know the signs.”

“Why the fuck would a kid have that stuff, let alone give it to me?”

He got another message. “He’s Timothy Drake, the Drakes’ son. And I don’t know why he’d give it to you specifically, but I know why he reached out.”

She’d sent him a video this time. It opened up looking into a tree at a bird. The camera zoomed in and out on the bird before slowly panning around a garden lit by either early morning or late evening light. It stopped on a fountain where the focus shifted back and forth between it and the ivy wall behind it.

“What are you doing out here at this hour?” a voice called and the camera turned to show a lithe Latina woman and a squat White man who Jason recognized as Janet and Jack Drake.

Janet was closer to the camera and it focused on her as Timothy’s voice said, “I’m testing out my new camera. I took some pictures of the sunrise and now I’m -”

“That’s nice, dear,” Janet said dismissively. “You’re father and I need to talk to you about something. Do you remember the very important meeting we told you about?”

“Of course. It’s why you had to come back early from Kaznia.”

“That’s right. As it is, the meeting went off without a hitch. We’ve managed to secure a deal that will be very profitable for both Drake Industries and our family, which is where you come in.”

The view dropped and the Drakes fell out of view. “Me?”

“Yes. The group we’re dealing with has… an internship program, of sorts. We’ve discussed how intelligent you are and they believe you could be a welcome addition to the program with some training.”

“You-Wh-what kind of program? What would I be doing?”

“Oh, it wouldn’t be much different than what you do in your little gymnastics and karate classes.”

“Mixed martial arts,” Timothy corrected, voice breathless, and Jason started to get a bad feeling.

“Yes, yes, those. As I was saying, this is a big opportunity for us. The group usually doesn’t take applications like this, but your father and I made quite the case for you.”

“You asked them to t-let me in?” he said, something broken in his voice and Jason slammed his hand against the wall.

“Yes. I told you, it’s quite the opportunity. If you make it through their tests, you will solidify our family’s place within the group. You want to help the family, don’t you?”

“I-I do, but -”

“Of course you do,” Jack spoke up for the first time. “After all we’ve done for you, it’s the least you can do. Isn’t that right, sport?”

“Yes, but maybe there’s another way I could be useful. I could -”

“Timothy,” Janet tutted. “Your father and I agreed that this is for the best.”

“But -”

“That’s enough,” Jack snapped, cheerful voice going hard. “I won’t have any more backtalk, got it?”

“Yessir,” Timothy said quickly.

“Good. This is an important deal and I won’t have your poor manors ruining it.”

Timothy’s hands briefly came into view as he fidgeted with the camera, but dropped away almost immediately. In a quiet voice, he said, “Sorry. It won’t happen again.”

“It better not.”

A clap sounded as Janet said, “Now that that’s settled, you need to head up to your room and get ready. Mrs. Gryason is going to be picking you up directly after school so I want you looking your absolute best.”

“Mrs. Grayson?”

“Yes, you remember her from Samantha Vanaver’s party last spring? She runs recruitment for the program. She and her husband will pick you up from school and take you to the program’s facility.”

“T-today?”

“No time like the present,” Jack joked.

“So hurry up. Best foot forward, remember?”

“Yes, ma’am.”

The view shifted as Timothy turned to walk away and his hand appeared onscreen again just before the video ended.

Jason wanted to throw his phone, preferably at Janet Drake’s face. How could she sound so calm and disinterested while talking about…

“Please tell me they weren’t talking about what I think they were talking about?”

“It adds up. We already know Mary's in charge of finding new kids to turn into Talons,” Barbara said with an anger laced voice. “The Drakes are also new money. They’d need something big if they wanted actual places amongst the Court.”

“Something big like selling their kid to psychopaths to be turned into an undead assassin,” Jason muttered in Miagani. “So you think the drive was the kid’s way of getting help?”

“He certainly seems to know more than Janet and Jack think he does. Maybe he overheard them talking about the Court or found something in their files.”

He nodded, even though she couldn’t see him. Or probably couldn’t see him, you never knew with Barbara. “And then, what? You think he went through his parents’ stuff to get all those files?”

“He might have already had them if he knew enough about the Court to be afraid. I’d say he quickly filled up the drive with the files and this video then left it with you as an in case of my disappearance type thing. He must know -- or at least hope -- that Bruce isn’t part of the Court.”

“Well fuck that. We can’t just let the talons get him.”

“I know, but there’s a lot here, and even if there’s something I overlooked, it would take too long for the police to go through it all and gather enough to have reasonable cause to take custody of him. If they even could, knowing the Court."

Jason growled and ran his fingers through his hair. There had to be something they could do. They couldn’t just leave that shrimp to the same fate his dad had saved Dick from.

His dad.

“Hey, Barbie, what’s Dickie doing right now?”

“… Why?”

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“Are you going to eat that or not?”

Tim blinked and looked up at Zoanne, an older girl he usually ended up sitting next to for lunch due to a lack of other options. “What?”

“You’ve been staring at your food for twenty minutes,” she said, not looking up from her book. “I’ll take your pudding if you’re not going to eat it.”

Tim looked back down at his food, then passed her the pudding.

He felt nauseous and shaky so he was sure anything he ate was just going to come right back up. He wished he’d just gone straight to Wayne Manor that morning after his parents had broken the news. He hadn’t wanted to risk leading someone to Batman if he was being watched, though. He had thought slipping the drive to Nicolas Jacques “Jay” Jean-Wayne (aka Red Hood) was a good idea, but now he couldn’t stop thinking about all the ways it could go wrong. What if Jacques just tossed the drive? What if he waited until he got home to look at it? What if he thought it was just a trap and ignored it? What if the files weren’t enough to convince Batman that Tim’s parents were part of the Court of Owls so he thought Tim really was just being sent to an internship?

Tim pushed his tray away and put his head down on the table.

Zoanne took his juice.

He stayed like that through the rest of lunch hour, contemplating if he’d be able to sneak out of the school. He’d gotten good at sneaking over his years of following the Bats and Nightwing, but sneaking out of an empty mansion and across rooftops was a lot harder than sneaking out of a populated school with security at every exit.

A chime signaled the end of lunch and Tim groaned.

Zoanne gathered her things and headed back inside, giving his back a quick pat as she went.

After a minute, he reluctantly peeled himself off the table and stood. He put on his backpack, then reached for his tray.

An arm wrapped around his waist and pulled him up onto someone’s shoulder. Tim tried to squirm away until he heard someone shout, “Holy shit, that’s Nightwing!”

Tim turned to look at his captor. He saw dark gray pouches, the black-armored back of a suit, the suit’s cobalt shoulders, and a familiar head of brown-black hair. Nightwing (aka Dixon “Dick” Wayne) turned to smile at him.

“What is he doing here?”

“Who’s that he’s got?”

“I got a call saying you needed a rescue,” Nightwing said, ignoring the whispers coming from around the courtyard, and Tim nodded.

“Does that mean Batman’s here?”

“Where’s security!?”

“Brace yourself,” Nightwing whispered as he pulled out a grappling gun.

“Stay where you are!” a guard shouted as he ran into the courtyard, but Nightwing and Tim were already taking to the air.

A wave of relief crashing over him, Tim bit down a laugh and relaxed into Nightwing’s grip as the young man raced across Gotham Academy’s roof and grappled onto a nearby building. It worked. Red Hood had gotten his message and now he would be safe. He wouldn’t be turned into… turned into a…

A sound slipped out of him that was a hysterical mix of a giggle and a sob and Tim covered his mouth, pressing his face into Nightwing’s back.

Despite his efforts, the vigilante must have heard him. He slowed to a stop and set Tim down on top of an air conditioning unit. “Hey, buddy. It’s okay. You’re okay. I won’t hu-”

Tim threw his arms around Nightwing’s neck. “Thank you!”

The vigilante quickly hugged him back, and Dick’s hug was just as good as he remembered.

“I wasn’t sure if Jason would get my message in time,” he sniffed.

“Yeah, Jean-Wayne was worried about the message and sent it to his father, who -” Nightwing pulled away with a frown. “Wait, what did you say?”

Rubbing his eyes, Tim went back through his words. The blood left in his face in a rush. “I-I said I wasn’t sure if Jacques would get my message in time.”

“No, you didn’t.”

“I did,” he squeaked, trying to shuffle backward despite the arms still wrapped around him.

“Kid.” Nightwing let go of him, only to grab his shoulders. “Hey, Timothy, it’s okay.”

“Tim.”

“Tim,” Nightwing agreed. “Can you take a deep breath for me, Tim?”

He nodded and forced himself to take a deep breath.

“Good. Now, can you tell me why you called him Jason instead of Jacques?”

Tim bit his lip then leaned his forehead against Nightwing’s chest. “I know.”

“Know?”

“That Jacques is Jason. Red Hood. And you’re Dick Wayne.” Tim glanced up at the vigilante then looked back down. “I’m sorry.”

“Hey, I’m not mad. Just worried. Who told you this?”

“No one,” Tim said quickly, looking up. “I swear. No one told me and I haven’t told anyone. I’ve been super careful, especially after finding out who my par-my parents are working with.”

Nightwing met his eyes for a moment, then nodded. “Okay. Okay, Tim. I believe you. I still need to know how you know if no one told you, though.”

Tim nodded. “I doubt you remember, but five years ago you rescued me when Two-Face took over GNHM while my class was on a field trip. One of the guys grabbed me when you and Batman showed up and you got me away from him. Then, a month later, we were both at an event for Gotham Academy that got attacked by Mr. Freeze. Batman and Nightwing showed up, but it wasn’t you. He was slightly thinner and shorter and his skin was lighter and his hair was just black instead of brown-black plus they didn’t move like you so I thought about it and I realized someone else must have been pretending to be Nightwing and the only reason that would happen was if you were already at the event as a civilian and Batman wanted to cover it up so I considered everyone who was at the party and narrowed it down to people around the right age with similar body types and skin tones since hair and eyes could be faked then I looked up everyone that was left to see if there was any other times they were in the same place as Nightwing and I found that footage of when Penguin kidnapped Dixon Wayne right after he first appeared in public and I realized Nightwing looked weird in that too because he looked too close to how you had looked the last time you’d been seen with the Titans which had been almost a year earlier so then I realized that if you were Nightwing then Mr. Wayne would have to be Batman so I started comparing him and -” he cut off with a blush as the sounds of sirens cutting through the air made him realize he’d been rambling. “Sorry. Sorry, I’ll get to the point. Sorry.”

“No, it’s fine,” Nightwing said, his voice soft, and he rubbed Tim’s arms. “I wanted to know, remember, and the more details you can give us the better. You’re more than welcome to infodump.”

Infodump? Tim wondered.

The vigilante glanced towards the school. “Though maybe we should take this somewhere a little more private.”

Tim nodded and Nightwing piggy-backed him across two more roofs then down into an alley where the Batmobile was hidden.