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Batman Before	By : Jessy8 Category: DC Verse Cartoons > Batman Beyond Views: 8886 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I do not own Batman Beyond, nor any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.

Chapter List
- 1-Batman Before
- 2-ch 2
- 3-chapter 3
- 4-ch 4
- 5-chapter 5
- 6-chapter 6
- 7-chapter 7
- 8-ch 8
- 9-ch9
- 10-ch 10
- 11-ch 11
- 12-Chapter 12
- 13-Chapter 13
- 14-Chapter 14
- 15-Final
- 6
- 7
- 8
Authors Note: Ok for those of you who have seen this episode where Terry’s in the Justice League and finds out he’s Bruce’s son. I am not having that in my story. In this story Terry is Warren McGinnis’s son, full brother to Mat. I’m sorry I didn’t address this sooner but I had never seen that episode as I really dislike the Justice League. I’ve been boosting my research of the comic books so you may see names mentioned in the next few chapter that you don’t recognize. If this happens just let me know in your review while logged in and I’ll respond to you what the answer is and who they are. Thanks for all the reviews I hope to see many more as they keep me inspired to write more. Thanks for reading.
Batman Before
By Wildfire
Chapter Seven
A bright light shined in on Terry’s closed eyes. He immediately goes to turn over, but is greeted with a very mean headache. He lets out a small gasp and slightly curls up with hands clutching his head. His head felt like it was going to be smashed, and he was going to be sick. He rolls over, falling to the ground and trying to hold both his stomach and head, not sure which would burst first. A waste bin was suddenly thrust under him just as his stomach let loose anything it had in it. He held onto the bucket as he coughed out any remaining stomach bile. He looks up as someone kneels down in front of him.
“So have you not heard of the date-rape drug, or were you just naïve enough to think it only happened to females?”
Terry blinks. Talking really took too much effort at the moment, so he lays his head on the waste bucket.
Dick sighs and ties the top of the bag shut and pulls it from the bucket. “This now gets to go to the police station, where we can hopefully find the lovely drug they used on you, and get the asshole in jail for many years.” He double-bags it and sets it aside, then kneels down again. “You know how lucky you are I saw you in time? Do you know what those men do to pretty boys like you?”
Terry looks up glaring. “You shouldn’t have left me, you fucking ass! You just left me to find my own way. How was I supposed to know who the fucking rapists were!? I’m not psychic!”
Dick glares back. He knew the boy was right, but he wasn’t going to tell that to this kid. Damn, this boy reminded him of Bruce, and yet there seemed to be so much more to him. He had the strongest urge to protect this kid.
“Come on. We have to go by the police station, make a report, turn in your barf, and get you back to Bruce’s.” He waited, expecting the kid to complain, or at least stress that it was his fault; however, he just stood slowly up and waited.
Dick hands him a coat. “Here. We can stop and get some breakfast at a fast-food place.”
“No, thanks. Makes me sick.” Terry slips the coat on.
Dick sighs. “Terry, sit down.”
Terry blinks, but does so. “What?”
“I need you to tell me about who did this shit to you. I can’t help ‘til I know.”
Terry mentally curses. “I don’t need your help, nor did I ask for it. So mind your own business.” With that, he stood back up and headed out of the apartment and down the stairs.
*&*&*&
It was late that night, and he had been through hell all throughout the whole day. He had to talk at the police station and try and figure out a way to explain why he had no record. Then he came the Bruce’s house to get questioned by him, then lectured. He skipped dinner, saying he felt sick. He found that it was also a good way to keep Alfred from following him around. They all thought he was traumatized.
He slips from his bed, grabs his backpack, and quietly moves out the window and climbs up onto the roof. From there, he carefully put on his suit; it was time to try and get into that bat cave. He turned on his jets and headed off. First, he had to find the other Batman. It took a while, but eventually he found Robyn, and from there he carefully followed him until eventually he was lead to the first, legendary Batman. It really was amazing to see him in his prime like this.
Terry stayed perfectly still, waiting for them to move. He was surprised when the Bat turned to where he was hiding. Shit, the man was good.
“Come out.” The voice was stern and commanding.
Terry hesitated briefly, thinking he should go into cloaking, but he had better save that surprise for later. He stepped out and had a little satisfaction when they saw another man dressed as a bat.
“You some kind of wanna-be?”
Terry smiles under the mask. “No.”
“Really? You look like it to me. Well, what do you think you are? The ‘dark’ Batman?”
“I am Batman.”
At that, the current Batman’s expression darkened. “Who are you?”
“Batman.”
He could tell Bruce was getting upset. Unless he wanted to fight, he had better to leave. “Well, as fun as this is, goodbye.” His jets turned on and he smiles, then blasts off. He dodges as one of the ‘bats’ were thrown at him. He knew he was being followed. He sees the top of a large building and lands with a flip. “Why are you following me?”
“You are not fit to wear that symbol. You will take it off.”
“I am fit. I was told so by the one person who can give out the permission to wear the symbol.”
“That’s me”
“You sure?” With that, he drops a smoke bomb and turns on his cloaking and moved away. After he was a safe distance away, he stopped and looked back, watching. Bruce and Tim were looking for him. He smiles. Well, at least he got away; he didn’t really want to fight him, figuring that he’d lose pretty fast.
*&*&*
The next day, Terry found Bruce was in a rather rotten mood. Terry was highly amused at that.
“Hey, Bruce?” He walks up. “I’ve been hearing a lot of bats recently; we got a cave around here?” He made his face look innocent. “I love bats. If so, I’d love to see it.” He knew he was pushing it, but this may give him an excuse to ‘snoop.’
“I think there is, but you know, I’m not sure. Never much liked bats; they kind of creep me out.”
Terry raises an eyebrow at him. “Really? They’re really rather cute. Only flying mammal. I thought everyone in this town loved bats.”
“This town? You didn’t come from here, then?”
Terry smiles. “I was born in Gotham.”
“But didn’t grow up here?”
“I grew up in a place that made this place seem 40 years old.” He smiles and heads into the kitchen. His eyes move to the broken microwave, feeling slightly guilty.
“Ahh, Master Terry.” Alfred walked into the kitchen. “May I fix you something? I think we’d all feel a little safer if it was me cooking,” he lightly teased.
Terry blushes. “I’m just getting some water.”
“Allow me.” He grabbed a glass and filled it with water before handing it to Terry.
Terry smiles. “Thanks.”
“You know, it’s not wise to keep secrets. They’ll eventually come out, and it’s better they come out on your terms.”
Terry nods. “Yeah, but I’d rather it be my own business.”
“Of course.” With that, he left the room.
Terry sighs and takes a deep drink of the water; he needed to get into the bat cave. Tonight would be good because there was no doubt Bruce would be out looking for the new Batman. Unfortunately, it would also put everyone on a higher awareness.
*&*&*
Terry stood in his bat suit under the cloaking device; he was waiting. Waiting for Bruce to leave. Finally, just after dusk, the bat car and two people on motorcycles drove past. Terry was amused to realize that Bruce had Barbara with him, too. He must have pissed the man off more than he had thought.
As soon as they were out of sight, he slipped into the bat cave. It was much different from his cave because there wasn’t as much stuff lying around. Well, a lot happens in 40 years.
He sighs and moves to the computer. He stood in front of it, staring…. Somehow, ‘shit’ didn’t cover it. It was so old! He wasn’t even sure he could get the thing on, let alone get it to work properly.
He moved slowly to it. How to turn it on…? Button, button… button. There. He pushed the one he hoped it was. Nothing happened…. Damn! He starts to look again, but then noticed the screen was lighting up. He blinked; was it on? He watches as the screen slowly came on than started turning blue.
Okay, so it was now on…. What was he supposed to do with a blue screen?! Windows 2000...? Why was it staying on this screen? Was it frozen? Oh, it changed…. Loading users? What is taking it so long?!
Finally, the normal screen comes up. WHAT THE HELL WAS POPING UP ON HIS SCREEN? Loading firewall? Updates? Why did he need to be notified for this? Shouldn’t it just do it? He tried to X them out, but they wouldn’t leave. Click, click, click…. Mouse isn’t moving anymore. WHAT THE HELL WAS WRONG WITH THIS COMPUTER?! Wasn’t it supposed to be really good?
Terry let out a frustrated sigh, and eventually the pop-ups went away. He let out a sigh of relief. Okay, so now, now he needed to figure a way to… to what? Contact the future? Yeah, like that was going to happen. If only he knew how he had gotten there, then he could backtrack.
The suit! It had a memory of everywhere it went. He could use it to upload the information and maybe find out how to get home.
It took about twenty minutes to set it all up. Once it was all set up he set to upload it, however as soon as he started the computer crashed.
Terry’s eyes widen and he tried to bring it back up but it was dead. Shit. He unplugged it all and got re-suited. He stares at the computer… he had just killed the bat computer. Ok so he… shit. He fidgets, ok… he quickly left the cave, heading back up to his room.
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