The Batpoint Paradox

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*Tim
The Kon thing had clearly gotten in my head, otherwise I would have checked the entire team's mission roster, not just Superboy's. God either that or the stupidity of this universe's Tim was rubbing off on me, I shuddered at the thought and went back to reviewing the data I'd uploaded from the LutherCorp server, unfortunately what I was seeing wasn't making me feel much better. Hopefully my brothers were having better luck cataloging the discrepancies so we could try to pinpoint exactly what had caused the massive shift in reality.
"You guys find anything useful?" I asked as I got up to make myself another cup of coffee.
"Well apparently Wally is still in the closet, at least according to his social media accounts, and oh why Apparently he's dating Donna!" Dick exclaimed incredulously.
"I said useful Dick, but I am sorry your husband hasn't publicly acknowledged his sexuality and is dating our friend and teammate." I patted Dick on the shoulder, not mentioning that I had the opposite problem.
"Tt at least West knows who you are, for once Todd and I are on the same page. It is fortunate for you Drake that your love life is so pitiful that there was nothing there to cosmically alter. Now if we're done whining about the Drakeness of our current romantic endeavors, I did manage to uncover something interesting." Once again Damien demonstrated his ability to insult all of us in one breath, if he wasn't so Damien I'd almost be impressed. As it stood I opted not to dignify his barb with a response.
"And that would be?" I prodded, enjoying the angry flush on his cheeks at my continued lack of appropriate response to his insult.
He waited a beat, likely giving me another moment to defend my honor, when I didn't he deflated but continued sharing his findings, "I believe I have uncovered why my father never took up the Batman cowl here, father's parents, my grandparents, were never killed. Martha Wayne is still alive and Thomas Wayne didn't die until he suffered a stroke a five years ago. Father never witnessed their brutal murders and as such never had the desire to become The Batman."
Jason snorted at that. "You mean to tell me that B is just a normal, un-traumatized, rich dude who doesn't have deep seeded mental issues that compel him to to dress like a bat every night and beat people up? Cause I feel like Batman was about 60% dead parent crazy and like 40% normal crazy, just sayin, I of all people know my crazy."
Damien bristled, "Tt, For one father, in any reality is far superior to any of the so called 'normal' people, his intellect alone puts him far above his peers. Secondly he is not 'crazy', do not project your mental deficits onto my father, he is a crusader for justice who rightfully punishes criminals."
Thankfully Dick stepped in before they could start brawling in the living room shots were most definitely fired and as much as I disliked the little demon brat I still didn't want to see Jason go pit crazy and shoot him in the face.....Not that would actually happen...Probably, better safe than sorry.

"Hey evaluating Bruce's sanity...or potential lack there of..is not helpful right now, yes clearly B has some issues, but, we really aren't in a place to be passing judgment on his nightly activities. So little D, if he's not Batman, then what is he doing?"
Dick Grayson the mediator for the win, whoever said Nightwing didn't ha e any super powers had clearly never seen him diffuse a robin bomb in under a minute without breaking a sweat. I sighed in relief as Jason grunted and let it go. Damien for his part only scowled some more, and still answered Dick's question.
"Father chose to follow in his own father's footsteps and became a surgeon, his techniques are world renowned. At the moment he is the chief of Neurosurgery at Gotham General, a not unsubstantial step down from the prestigious positions he'd previously held in the past, it appears that he wanted to be closer to his aging mother."
"Hm I wonder if whoever did this expected Batman to get the life he always wanted out of their scheme. It would be funny if this world didn't suck so much." Dick mused.
"That's it!" I exclaimed, "Globally speaking the murder of the Waynes was an infinitesimally small event, but one that had seismic ramifications, if any other couple had wound up in that ally at the same time and died as a result it's highly improbable that their deaths would have had even a fraction of the impact that the Wayne's had. It's one small change that spiraled into countless changes, one set in motion by a different, probably larger, change orchestrated by our perpetrator."
"Oh, okay yeah, I see what you're saying, kind of like Flashpoint then?" Dick asked.
I nodded, "Exactly like Flashpoint, except in this case the motivation is likely less well intentioned than Barry trying to save his mother. We all know that Bruce would never try something like that, especially not after learning of Flashpoint and all the known and still unknown consequences, none of the heroes would, we all know the risks. So we need to figure out who did it and what they changed, so we can go back and stop them from doing it. So we'll need a means of time travel as well, maybe a Flash if we can convince them, but that can wait until we find out what we need to fix. Luther still seems to be our best bet, unfortunately I'm not finding anything in the LutherCorp files."
"We could try beating the answers out of him." Jason suggested.
"You're forgetting that he's the president here Jay, interrogating him would be pretty difficult." Dick reminded him.
I felt a smile spreading across my face.
"Difficult, but not impossible."