Time Travel

Mist

A/N: Hello there humans who have decided to go through the fate of reading my horrible story. This has taken a while to come out because I've been having some sexy exams which by the way I got the highest mark for maths(I mean not to flex or anything)

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"Cool." Robin offered another thumbs up as he grabbed another cookie.

"Hey guys.. I think you should see this.." Conner spoke up, pointing at the strange swirling blue colour that was expanding in the middle of the room.

.. Earlier

Dick ruffled Damian's hair, "ready for patrol Dami'?" He asked with a smile pasted on his face. There were a lot of disruptions occurring throughout Gotham lately and the Bats were set on uncovering what was the cause. 

Damian slapped Dick's hand away, placing a mask over his eyes. "Of course Grayson, I've been waiting for those imbeciles for the past half an hour." He said, gesturing to Tim and Jason with an irritated look on his face. "We should just leave without them."

Tim looked offended, "it's not my fault you pushed me down the stairs!" He protested, rubbing his shoulder.

"Damian!" Dick scolded, frowning at his younger brother. "We've been over this! How many times have I told you!"

"Him and Todd wouldn't stop arguing. They were wasting time like the fools they are." Damian stated as if it would justify his actions.

"Whatever you fucking say Demon-Brat you're just wasting more time." Jason rolled his eyes, leaning against the wall; observing what appeared to be a knife.

Dick clapped his hands together, "okay! Let's head out now." He interrupted, not wanting the situation to escalate further. "Strange activities have been happening..." He pulled up a location on the computer, "here. We'll split into teams of two Robin you're with me, we'll investigate one end of the building while the Red's investigate the other; we should meet up at middle." Dick instructed, "any objections?"

Jason raised his hand as if they were at school.

"Yes, Red Hood?"

"Why do I have to be stuck with the replacement?" He asked, crossing his arms.

"Because I said that you'd be with Tim." Dick sighed, clutching his head.

"He means It's because you're almost as worthless as Drake, Todd."

Dick just groaned even more.

"Let's just head out." He said, switching off the computer.

..

"This is going relatively well!" Dick said as he dislocated another goons arm, it appeared the building was a temporary hideout for the Joker; well at least his goons were suggesting that.

"Naturally." Damian smirked as he threw a few birdarangs at some goons, pinning them to the wall by their sleeves it wasn't going to hold them for very long but it'll do.

Dick pressed a finger to his ear, activating his communicator. "Red Robin, found anything worth reporting on your end?"

"Uh, yeah actually. There's some strange plans for a device.." He scanned his eyes through the contents, "judging by the way it's constructed it looks like it's some of Luthor's work.. Not sure why he's working with Joker.." Tim took a pause glancing over at Jason, "but it's something to do with experimenting on time? I don't know it's completely messed up." He groaned, getting interrupted by gunshots.

"Hurry up Replacement! I don't want to do this all day!" Jason shouted, bashing his gun into a goon's head.

"Right. Sorry Batman we're occupied. Let's regroup." Tim deactivated his communicator and gathered all the papers together.

"Let's go." He said.

Jason nodded and finished tying a group of goons up.

Dick turned to Damian. "Hood and Red Robin should be regrouping at middle, let's go." 

"Todd shouldn't be on this mission." Damian frowned, "he's going to destroy it with his idiotic hate towards the Joker."

"I'm sure he'll manage.." Dick said with uncertainty clear in his voice, "let's just go and regroup."

"Wait a goon went outside towards the shed! We have to check it out!" Damian insisted and sped off before Dick could respond.

He ran into the shed the group had fled into and ducked under a few bullets that just missed his shoulder, throwing a birdarang at a goons hand; disarming them.

"Where's Joker?" He asked, marching towards the disarmed goon, dodging a sloppy punch and shoving them into the cold hard ground. "Answer me!"

Nervously, the goon raised a hand; pointing directly behind Damian.

Damian's eyes briefly widened from behind his mask and he quickly whipped around into a battle stance. Only to be greeted with his favourite clown.

"Ahhh! 'Ittle wittle birdboy has come out to play!" Joker grinned, clasping his hands together.

Damian wordlessly threw a birdarang at Joker but the clown just stepped to the side, bringing a hand to his mouth as he yawned.

"Come on robbie, have a little laugh. The other birdies were always a lot funnier than you!" Joker smiled whilst looking thoughtfully at the ceiling, "you never sing for me.."

"Why are you working with Luthor, Joker?" Damian questioned, whipping out more birdarangs and ignoring Joker's previous statement.

"Ooh! Lexie?" Joker smiled, "why he just lent me this precious gun!" He whipped out the most bizarre looking gun Damian had ever seen. "I just wanted to show you it! After all, sharing is caring!"

Damian narrowed his eyes at Joker and began to charge, he'd wipe that grin off of Joker's face.

"—Wait Robin!" Dick shouted as he burst into the room, that brief moment of speaking distracting Damian for the slightest moment.

And that, was all Joker needed.

The clown shot the strange looking gun at Damian and began to cackle as Damian's skin began to go transparent.

"Batman!" Damian shouted, reaching out towards his brother but fading into blue mist before coming in contact.

Dick stared at the mist Damian had left behind in horror.

"..Dami—" he whispered, looking up to glare at the Joker who was laughing so hard.

"I never really liked that birdie of yours..." He breathed in between laughs.

"What did you do Joker?!" Dick hissed, throwing a batarang at the gun and knocking it out of the cackling clown's hand. He charged forth and shoved Joker into the wall. "Where is he!" Dick demanded.

To infuriate Dick further or that he legitimately didn't know, Joker just shrugged. "I guess we'll never know Batsy!"

..

A/N: after reading that for the tenth time, I'm so sorry this was so much worse then I expected. Just aRGH   D I S G U S T I N G.. I hope y'all won't murder me for not writing the team,, I've been wanting to right this for a while.

I'm also sorry if I said Dick was Nightwing in the past,, that was COMPLETELY a mistake. 

IMA yolo and publish this now

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