A Fistful of Bat-ShortsI. It's Getting Crowded In Here....
Dick Grayson, dressed only in his boxers, admires himself in the bathroom mirror. Meanwhile, outside the door......
Damian: *kicking the bathroom door, dressed in tank top and boxers* Damn it, Grayson, stop preening and let me use the bathroom!
Joseph: *dressed in t-shirt, pj bottoms, and bathrobe, has a towel around his neck, a toothbrush and soap pokes out of his robe pocket* Seriously, some of us have a job to get to!
Sam: *dressed in Batman PJs, is doing the "pee pee dance* Joey, I gotta go.....
Jason: *shirtless, in boxers* Seriously, he's just admiring himself....
Stephanie: *t-shirt, boxers stolen from Tim* Hey, I don't judge him.
Tim: *tank top, boxers* Still, he's being inconsiderate.....
Harper: *pj bottoms, sweatshirt* Cullen, don't stare!
Cullen: *t-shirt with Red Robin patten, boxers* But Tim's right there....
Cass: *tank top, sweat pants* Is this the end of the line?
Alfred: *normal attire* Glad you have your own private bath, si
YJ:R: Mind PalaceTHE WATCHTOWERYJ:R: Mind Palace1 year ago in Short Stories More Like This
Nightwing, Miss Martian, Superboy, and Batgirl looked through the window of the secured room of medical ward. There, Joseph Kane, the novice teenaged hero known as Ronin, lay in critical condition. His little brother, Sam, only seven years old, sat next to his big brother and held his hand. Machines were helping to keep Joseph alive, he had lapsed into a coma shortly after they brought him to the Watchtower from New York.
"It's amazing he's survived this long, given the damage to his body after the debris from that exploding machine pierced him," said Batgirl.
Nightwing wasn't thinking about that; he was thinking about that night. The night where all the pieces made sense; that his childhood friend had become a hero, inspired by events that Nightwing, when he was Robin, was present for, and that Joseph was feeling bitter that Nightwing thought little of him. The fact that Joseph had found out that Wally West, the first Kid Flash, was alive and trapped in a di
Nightwing/Robin: Boys' Day OutSam is sitting in his room, sighing. He pets Barkley while doing his homework.Nightwing/Robin: Boys' Day Out2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Sam: *sigh* Wish Joey didn't have to go to Central City to show their police how the new WayneTech forensic lab equipment.
Sam: I know, I know Bruce also sent him to work with the Flash again....
Alfred: (off panel) Man has poor eating etiquette
Sam turns to see Alfred
Sam: Oh, hey Alfred. Just doing the homework you gave me.
Alfred: Indeed, you made a calculative error on question three
Sam: Huh? *looks* OH! *corrects it* Is it dinner yet? Or is something going on?
Alfred: Everything is in order, nothing to worry about
Sam: Is that all?
Alfred: Is something the matter, lad?
Sam: With Joey out of town...I feel like I'm a fifth wheel or something....
Alfred: Well you are a young boy sir
Sam: I can't stand it. Everyone else has something to do...and I don't.
Alfred: I'm assuming you're talking about something more exciting than math?
Alfred: Did Master Damian "train" you today?
Ronin: Alpha Male, Part IIt's night in Gotham, not normally the time for student-athletes from Gotham U to be wandering around. But down on the ground, not far from campus, walk two football players.Ronin: Alpha Male, Part I1 year ago in General Fiction More Like This
Andy: I don't know if this is a good idea, man....
Tom: Hey, Coach told us to bulk up or we're off the team. We've been downing shakes and lifting weights and nothing's come of it. We need an edge; and I heard this guy has it.
Andy: But steroids...that will....
Tom: Hey, the guy said there's no ball shrinking with this.
They approach a burly guy, waiting at the end of an alley.
Tom: You're Bob?
Bob: Yeah, you are the two looking to become animals on the gridiron?
Bob: Well I got something. *holds up a vial* With this special "treatment", you'll be an animal on the field, and later in the sheets when your girlfriends want to have fun time with the champs. *puts it down* 200 bucks, each, and you get the entire treatment.
Ronin: *off panel* I wouldn't do it, kids.
They all look up to see Ronin looking d
Valentine's Day Tale: Joseph Plays CupidValentine's Day Tale: Joseph Plays Cupid2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
"I hate this holiday, I really do...." said Joseph Kane, his arms filled with objects red, pink and frilly. He had just come home from work early with boxes of various items that had appeared on his desk that day and was sorting them in Wayne Manor's main parlor. After seeing them, he KNEW he had to leave VERY early.
"Seems you caught the attention of several young women, sir," said Alfred taking the objects from Joseph's arms.
"I'm too busy to have a relationship, Alfred; plus even as just the info broker, it might not be safe for me to have one." Joseph picked up a teddy bear, "Right now I want to take a shotgun and use this mass marketed schlock as target practice."
Sam snatched the teddy bear out of his brother's hands, "I'll take that! I'm not letting you use a teddy as a clay pigeon!"
"Fine, you and Barkley and Damian and Titus can takes the stuffed animals...."
A Fistful of Bat-Shorts 2I.A Fistful of Bat-Shorts 210 months ago in General Fiction More Like This
Timeline: After the attack by Jason Todd on Joseph Kane, say a couple months or so
Barbara Gordon enters Wayne Manor; Alfred approaches. Outside, we can see snow falling. Barbara is bundled up.
Alfred: Good morning, Miss Gordon.
Barbara: Morning, Alfred.
Alfred: Let me get you out of that jacket and get you warmed up. I assume you're here to help with Master Joseph's rehab.
Barbara: Yeah, heard he finally got over that flu.
Alfred: Indeed. As he is still recovering from his injuries, his immune system was not adequately strong enough to fend off disease. Let's just say we had a few moments where it was touch-and-go.
Barbara: Well, let's get him back on track.
Alfred: He might not be in the right mental state.
Barbara: Don't tell me he's having a mood swing....
Alfred: More like feeling "blue". You'll see why when you get up there.
Barbara nods and heads upstairs. She enters Joseph's room. Her eyes suddenly become sad
We see Joseph, still in his P
Grayson: Curtain CallAn emergency medical team rushes down the hallway of the ER of NYU-Langone. They are pushing a gurney.Grayson: Curtain Call10 months ago in General Fiction More Like This
EMT: OUT OF THE WAY!
They burst into the critical care unit.
Head Nurse: What is it?
EMT: John Doe, was shot and thrown off a building in Times Square.
Head Nurse: Looks like he was tortured beforehand, look at these injuries....
We see the patient, it's Dick Grayson. He's covered in cuts, there is a bullet wound on his left shoulder, one of his eyes is swelled shut. He has oxygen being delivered into his lungs, blood being fed through an IV, etc.
Junior Nurse: He looks familiar...did I see him on the news?
Head Nurse: Don't care prep him for surgery.
We have a close up Dick's face
EMT: *off panel* Who's on duty...
Head Nurse: *off panel* Let's see...Doctor K...
EMT: *off panel* He's never here!
Junior Nurse: *off panel* Well he is, he rushed over as soon as he heard; you know how he likes strange cases.....
We then see Dick sitting in what seems to be an abandoned theater, in the fro
Ronin: Alpha Male, Part IIWe begin with a recap, as Ronin narrates, we see images to reflect the recapRonin: Alpha Male, Part II1 year ago in General Fiction More Like This
Ronin: *narrating* A couple nights a go, I ran into a couple of college jocks buying designer roids. When one of them took the drug, it had a reaction I never saw before. Tests showed that some of the components is made by a supplement and fitness country run by Jacob Hercule; who I met at his gym. He offered to make me stronger...and after I ran into that creature last night....
We come into the present, Joseph and Hercule enter Hercule's office
Ronin: *narrating* I need to be stronger.
Hercule: I cannot deny it's been difficult getting to this point, science brings out the mindful and those seeking an opportunity
Joseph looks at the office. It's part executive suite, part high class gym, part lab.
Hercule: First things first, we need to analyze you.
He takes out a syringe
Hercule: You don't mind needles do you?
Hercule takes a sample of Joseph's blood.
Hercule: Now, just the vital statistics. Hei
Ronin: Alpha Male, Part IVWe begin in the bunker. We hear the clanking of weights...nothing else. We pass over a table covered in rough drafts of redesigned gear.Ronin: Alpha Male, Part IV1 year ago in General Fiction More Like This
Joseph: *narrating* Through every journey of strength there is always sacrifices...Batman knew that the moment he started this. He became the world's greatest detective and will probably die alone, me? I became strong, and I may start losing my friends...well these things happen don't they?
We hear the clank of the weights, we see Joseph's profile in shadow
Joseph: *narrating* And he should know....
Joseph then stops with the weights and steps out of the shadows
Joseph:*narrating* Well I guess this is how it's gonna be, become the best hero but no friends...well I say no friends
He is much larger than in the last issue; still proportionate. But he looks like he's locked himself in his bunker.
Joseph: *narrating* I've got Jacob in my corner, his assistance been great...now all that remains is to catch that monster.
He walks over to a case and opens it.
Grayson: Hey Old FriendDick is sitting in a bar somewhere in Manhattan, he's nursing a glass of a clear liquid. He is wearing a combination of the clothes he was wearing when shot and the hospital gown. He is brooding.Grayson: Hey Old Friend10 months ago in General Fiction More Like This
Dick: *narrating* So, let me try to think of the upside. No one thinks I'm Nightwing anymore thanks to what Bruce did, I'm out of SPYRAL now that we shut it down, and I'm alive. Bad news is now I'm unemployed, and Bruce's little trick won't exactly fool everyone, plus they'll still think I'm hiding something. I'm broke, SPYRAL froze the accounts I was using; and I'm not crawling back to Gotham for a handout. For someone who wanted to catch up, Joseph was a pretty hands off doctor; saw him maybe twice since I woke up from my coma. Checked myself out of the hospital today...and by that I mean I sneaked out the window. What am I going to do...?
A large man with close cropped hair enters the bar. He sees Dick and approaches.
Brighton: Took me long enough to track you down.
Dick: Hello, Brighton. *
Ronin: Alpha Male, Part IIIHercule is in his lab, his head is in his hands. Around him are a series of new notes he has made based on the revelation that Joseph Kane is Ronin. He's done figures based on the meta-gene, the part of Joseph's blood which gives him extra potential. He is shaking like a leaf...Ronin: Alpha Male, Part III1 year ago in General Fiction More Like This
Hercule: ...I can't go on....this has to stop
Then he hears a laugh, he jumps and looks around then he sees his reflection in a mirror but it's not him, it's the creature he becomes.
Beast: Don't be scared Jacob, this is good news
Jacob: Good news...yes...but its a violation of trust
Beast: Oh heaven forbid, if anything he would thank you...you've made him stronger, and in turn you've helped improve his ability to clean up these streets...and gotten Walters out of the way
Jacob: ..But what if I fail...if I mess up, I could kill him...Joseph...and then Batman and his entire clan would hunt me down...I'd go to Arkham, or worse!
Beast: And what we have faced before isn't hell?
Jacob shudders, the memories flow. A
More Wayne Manor VignettesWhile Alfred is cooking something, Sam enters reading a book.More Wayne Manor Vignettes1 year ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
Alfred: *not even turning around* Dinner is not for another hour, Master Sam.
Sam: But you're cooking already.
Alfred: This is for Master Bruce's dinner. He eats a tad "cleaner" than the rest of you.
Sam: You mean like grilled chicken, brown rice, no sweets?
Alfred: How do you know about that?
Sam: Joey used to eat like that until he took me in; which meant a lot more time on cardio for him.
Alfred: And as he isn't crimefighting at the moment, I don't think he minds not having Master Bruce's diet. He is still pretty active in his own way, but doesn't need to be primed for battle.
Sam: Yep. Umm...what are you cooking?
Alfred: It's a type of fish.
Sam comes over to where Alfred is cooking, he sees a branzino being pan-fried. He then looks a tad queasy.
Alfred: Want some?
Sam: Umm...no thanks; I don't like eating anything that still has a face on it.
Damian then walks in,
Barkley's Secret OriginDamian Wayne was not enjoying being outside, but he had to take Titus to "use the facilities". He waited as the Great Dane relieved himself, grumbling to himself. As much as he loved having a dog, he did not enjoy this aspect of dog ownership. Then, he heard laughter and a gruff woofing. He turned to see Sam Kane and his Old English Sheepdog, Barkley, rolling around on the back lawn of Wayne Manor. Damian rolled his eyes; Sam might be one of his few friends, but he could be so childish, especially with Barkley. When Titus was done relieving himself, Damian and Titus headed over to the other two.Barkley's Secret Origin5 months ago in General Fiction More Like This
"Barkley, stop licking me!" Sam giggled. Barkley kept up his licking.
"Kane, control your dog!" growled Damian.
"We're just having fun..." Sam said, getting up. Barkley and Titus sniffed each other in greeting. "Oh, can you wait here with Barkley for a sec?" Sam rushed back into the manor. After a short bit, Sam came back with a bag tied up with ribbon. "Happy Rescue Day, Barkley!"
Nightwing/Ronin: Guy's Night OutIt's early evening as the sun sets behind Wayne Manor. In the living room; Joseph is on his laptop as Sam and Damian play a video game.Nightwing/Ronin: Guy's Night Out2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Damian: I fail to see how this improves the situation
Sam: At least you're not the only kid stuck inside.
Damian: I mean how is making a plumber step on turtles a way of lifting our spirits?
Sam: It's called having fun. And you're just upset because I called Mario!
Damien: Not at all, I find Luigi to be somewhat more tactical but my point is...why are we doing this? I'm not feeling uplifted, this reminds me of what we're missing...even the plants in the pipes are reminiscent of Poison Ivy
Sam: You're just angry because you weren't invited.
Damian: I have just a right to be there!
Sam: It's a grown ups only night!
Damian: I've had more training than some heroes three times my age
Sam: How do you think I feel, at least you are a hero