The Batboy Paradox - A Trip To Another World

Testing

Back at the cave, all of the previous and current boy wonders, roam near the Batcomputer with their masks off. Red Robin sits at the Batcomputer, typing on the keyboard, running an analysis on the gun. As he's doing that, behind him, the other three spend their time alone. Nightwing is going back and forth on his arms, doing a handstand to cure his boredom. On a wooden, chair, near the edge of the grounding, Robin sits with one leg propped onto the other, sharpening his sword. As for Red Hood, he lays on the ground, twirling the gun through the trigger's hole.

"Find anything yet?" Dick asks, walking up to Tim.

On the screen, is a scanned image of the device. Lines and words appear on the monitor, pointing to certain parts of the device, labeling every single aspect of it.

"Yeah," he replies. "Something interesting." He begins to type once again, pulling up a different window of the analysis. Words begin to quickly fly down the screen, too quick for the human eye, but slow enough for those who are well trained. "Apparently, instead of bullets, it shoots out energy."

"I could've told you that," Jason says from the floor.

"Your observation skills are deteriorating, Drake," Damian calls out.

Tim rolls his eyes at the comment and reaches for the weapon that he had put to the side as he stares at the screen. "Inside of the weapon contains—" Tims stops mid-sentence, unable to feel the weapon, where he had once put it. He turns his head, seeing that the gun is nowhere to be seen. "Hey, where's the—Jason!"

"What?" Jason complains, looking at Tim while holding the gun, upright.

"Don't mess with that! It's dangerous!" Tim screams, getting up from his seat and stalking over to Jason.

Jason groans, sitting upright. "What we do for a living is also dangerous, Einstein." Jason lifts the gun into the air and stares at it. "What does it do anyway? Other than possibly kill people?"

All of the boys gather around Jason as Tim begins to snatch the device away from his grasp. "This right here," he says, pointing to the weapon, "holds some of the energy from the speed force."

"Speed force?" Dick asks. "Like the Flash?"

"Yeah."

"That's impossible," Damian says, putting his hands on his hips. "Only people who have access to the speed force are the speedsters. And there are very few of them."

"Unless someone was able to create a generator or some type of machine that can create access or replicate the speed force," Jason says, laying back down onto the ground with his hands behind his head. "That or Professor Zoom."

"I hate to admit this. But that was the most non-stupidest thing I have ever heard you say, Todd," Damian says.

"Wow," Jason says, staring at the boy wonder, "you can compliment people. I'm very touched."

"Tch." Robin rolls his eyes, crossing his arms.

"How do we know that it can create the potential threat that the normal speed force can make?" Dick asks.

"What is the worst thing that a speed force can do?" Jason asks.

"From what we know from Flash, you can use the speed force to travel back in time and rewrite history," Tim answers, inspecting the gun.

"Oh, damn. Give me that!" Jason says, lunging up, attempting to grab the gun away from Tim.

Tim quickly sees this and takes a step back while putting the gun away from him at arm's length. "Why do you need it?"

"I'm gonna travel back to a few hours ago, to stop myself from eating that mysterious taco. Shit ruined me in a matter of minutes," Jason explains himself. "I can still the burning sensation." Jason shutters at the thought.

"You're thinking too small, Todd," Damian complains. "Why go back a few hours when you can do months?! Years, even?! Change it all, and create a world where you rule."

The boys go silent, taken aback by Damian's words.

"Are you sure he's on our side?" Jason asks, pointing to Damian.

"Sometimes, I don't even know," Dick admits.

"Well doesn't matter, because this—" he raises the weapon— "is not a toy."

"Drake, how do we know if it even works? What if your brain cells are just deteriorating along with your crime-fighting skills?" Damian asks.

"Well," Jason says, walking up to Tim. "There's only one way to find out." Jason rushes towards Tim, trying to get the gun out of his hand.

"Jason, don't!" Tim yells, playing tug-of-war with him. They begin to pull on the weapon, moving it back and forth between each other. "Jason! Let go! We don't what this thing can do!"

"That's we have to test it out!"

"Tch. I agree with, Todd on this one. We won't know its effects if we don't test them out," Damian joins in, helping Jason, take the weapon. He takes a hold of the weapon, grabbing on the same side as Jason, and pulls.

"Stop it, it's dangerous," Dick says grabbing onto the gun, holding it onto Tim's side. "The power that this weapon contains is much greater than we think."

The four boys go up against each other, two vs. two. It's all about power now. They grunt, using their brute strength to obtain the weapon into their grasp. In the midst of their tug of war, Jason and Damian had weakened their strength and then pulled forcefully. The sudden change in strength on one side had caused Dick and Tim to release their grip on the weapon in shock. Jason and Damian fall onto the ground with the younger brother ontop. As they fall, Tim and Dick fall forward, landing on top of the other two. With their fall, the gun launches out of Jason's hand skidding across the Batcave's floor.

The boys watch in horror as the gun skids towards the edge of the main ground. The gun stops, at the very edge of the cliff, it's muzzle facing them. The four boys sigh in relief, knowing that they wouldn't have to explain to Batman to why the weapon they had just obtained is destroyed. As they sigh out in relief, they hear a strange sound—a sound that is unfamiliar in this cave. Their eyes follow the sound to find their sights on the weapon. 

The sound begins to get louder every second. An ear-screeching whirling sound is being emitted from the gun. As the sound increases, a bright light slowly appears at the nozzle of the weapon. The boys watch in fear and curiosity, as the bright light begins to get bigger and the noise gets louder.

"That's not good," Jason says out loud.

A bright source of yellow-orangish energy shoots out of the muzzle and aims straight towards the boys. The huge source of energy surrounds the boys, causing pain, unable to move or escape the speed force's grasp. All they could do is lay there, and scream, enduring the excruciating pain.

The whole cave lights up, from the bright energy, blinding everything and everyone within distance. And in just of a blink of an eye, everything is back to normal. The Batcave is quiet. There are no longer any bright lights or loud, high-pitched noises. Everything seems normal, but it's far from that. On the ground, in front of the Batcomputer, are scorch marks. Marks of where the boys had once laid, screaming in pain. The edge of the cliff where the gun had once sat, is now empty. No traces of physical life form. Just mysterious scorch marks and a quiet cave.