The Batboy Paradox - A Trip To Another World

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"Everything is wrong," Tim says. "We're in another universe. Another world!"

"Don't get too excited, Red," Jason says. "You can boast about your little science project later. We got something else to worry about."

Batman glares at the four boys, analyzing them. In that instance, he quickly takes Dick's right hand and puts pressure on it. The pressure at first was put on his wrist, but he had a better idea. He began to put the pressure on the older boy's fingers. Enough pressure to cause pain, but not enough to break it. Not yet, at least. Dick grunts in pain, feeling the immense amount of pressure that the older man is putting on his one finger.

Batman turns his attention away from Dick and towards Tim while keeping the immense amount of pressure on his finger. "What do you mean by 'everything is wrong'?" he gruffs out.

"We're not from this world. We're from a different time," Tim explains.

Batman glares, putting a little bit more pressure on Dick's finger. Increasing the pressure, he breaks his finger.

"Ahh!" Dick yells in pain.

"We've literally told you!" Jason says, trying to reason with him. "Everything changed."

Batman looks down at Dick and glares at him. "You have nine more fingers," he threatens. "I suggest you tell me how you found about me."

"In my world—Ah!—our world," Dick grits out in pain. "I'm a hero named Nightwing. And these guys are heroes too, names Red Hood, Red Robin, and Robin," Dick says, nodding his head towards the brothers that correspond with the names. "Bruce took us in," Dick says, staring straight into the older man's eyes, "showed us—Ah!"

Batman puts more pressure on the second finger. "I used to be a doctor. Mention my dead son again and I will break out my surgical instruments," he threatens.

"Tch. I say we take him down," Damian says, pulling out a Batarang.

"Robin, don't," Dick says.

"What more can we show you that we're not lying?" Tim asks. "It may not sound believable, but we're the kids of Bruce Wayne in our world."

Batman glares at Tim, not buying his claim. He puts some more pressure on Dick's finger, causing him to yelp once more.

"We can prove it!" Jason says. He points to Damian without hesitation. "Do a blood test on him. He's Bruce's biological kid!'

"And why not you?" Batman asks, glaring at Jason.

"Bruce adopted us," Dick says. "He took us in when we had nowhere else to go. Bruce was there when my parent's died. He took me in, treated me like his own son. He took in Hood when he found him surviving off of stealing tires from cars. Red was taken in when his parent's died from the villains of our world."

"And why should I believe you?" Batman asks. "How do I know that you're not here to kill me?"

"My utility belt!" Dick says. "There's a gun or a ray thing. It's the thing that sent us here!"

Batman releases his grip on Dick, allowing him to reach into his utility belt. Dick stumbles and quickly reaches into his belt. "Here," he says, showing Batman the ray. Sparks begin to fly out of the device.

"Not what you were expecting?" Batman asks.

"I forgot it was fried," he sighs. "And out of juice."

"We need the Flash," Tim says walking up to Batman.

"Who?" Batman asks.

"An annoying hero. A speedster who goes by Flash. A.K.A. Barry Allen," Damian says, walking up to the group.