The Batpoint Paradox

Strange Visiters in a Strange Place

*Dick

I had experienced some crazy things in my life, that's pretty much a given for a guy who's fought crime in a variety of colorful, (and occasionally caped) costumes since the ripe old age of nine. However the clusterfuck of crazy my brother's and I just landed in well and truly took the cake.

It all started when some (potentially 4th dimensional or something) faceless entity plucked my brothers and I out of space (and time?) in the hopes that we could save the world as we knew it. Apparently someone had gone and managed to massively screw with reality, and by pulling us out of space/time whatever, our unsettlingly powerful new friend had allowed us to retain our skills and memories, while the rest of the world forgot our original reality. With that vague explanation our new benefactor also gave each of us a large case, supposedly they contained some of the tools we would need, and would give us an idea of how we were supposed to accomplish our mission. The moment we had the cases in our hands, we were shoved, with no warning or explanation back into reality, a reality that as it turned out Mr. Unknown entity guy had epically failed to actually prepare us for in any real way. So that's how I found myself standing in an unfamiliar apartment full of photos I had no memory of taking, depicting a life I had no memory of living. Then after a few moments, the strangest thing began to happen as I stared bewildered at a photo of nine year old me and of all people, Oliver Queen, I suddenly found myself remembering a different version of the night my parents died.

I looked up from the broken remains of my parents being taken away, and saw a tall man with blonde hair and a goatee gazing down at me with soft, sad eyes. Next to him was a red haired boy, who looked to be a few years older than me, but in his eyes I saw a shadow of the pain I was experiencing. The blonde man crouched down so he was close to my height, and extended a hand, "Hi, my name is Oliver and this is Roy." I stared blankly at his hand, making no move to take it, what was the point of manners when my parents were gone? The ginger boy, Roy, smacked his arm, "He's in shock Ollie, he just saw his folks....ya know," Roy remarked before addressing me, "What Ollie's trying to ask is have you ever been to Star City?"

I shook my head as the new memory or whatever it was faded, and balked at the implications. Was I taken in by Oliver Queen in this reality? Where was Bruce? Why was Ollie in Gotham that night? So many questions, so many changes, and I had the feeling it was just the tip of the iceberg. I sighed, I needed backup, I needed my brothers. I looked down at the case that the world's worst mission briefer had given me, who knew where my brothers were here, not to mention who they were, hopefully there would be a means of communication in the mystery case. I popped open the clasps on and lifted the lid, upon glancing at the contents I closed my eyes and took several deep breaths before sorting through them. Inside there was a plethora of bat-themed weapons, thankfully what appeared to be several sets of comms and I was ignoring the last thing for the time being, my sanity could really only take so much in such a short period of time. With a long suffering sigh, I plucked a comm from the case, turned it on and waited, it wasn't long before I heard Tim's voice in my ear.

"Red Robin checking in, you guys there?" -(RR)

"Wing here, I just had the weirdest vision or I guess memory, apparently I was taken in by GA here." -(N)

"Red Hood reporting from OZ, what the hell Dickhead? Wait does that mean Roy is your brother here? Is he mine?! That would make my relationship pretty awkward. And now that I think of it B and GA aren't all that different, billionaire vigilantes that moonlight as shitty dads." -(RH)

"Tt You take that back Todd, father is by far superior to that degenerate Queen. And I am Grayson's only true brother, bad enough I have to deal with you pretenders, I will not put up with Harper as well." -(R)