Wow, did I mention how big this place is! Once we were in the area where we thought Alfred had come from, we started to look around. After about five minutes of looking around, we found a weird glowing futuristic tube thingy. We raced toward it when it opened. Out stepped the delightful Damian.

"Oh, joy" Brooklyn grumbled.

"What are you doing?" he asked. I hid a smile. He was only a foot away from where we now stood perfect fo-

"No" Brooklyn whispered.

"Yes, Harper" I whispered back. I surged forward and did the one thing I had been wanting to do the whole entire time we have been here. I punched him square in the nose. I grabbed Brooklyn and we hightailed it to where I thought Batman was. I let out a sigh ( well more of a sharp intake of breath) of relief when Batman came into view.

"I'M GONNA KILL YOU!" Damian yelled from behind me. We went around the corner and I maybe eye contact with Batman.

"YOUR CRAZY KID IS TRYING TO KILL US" I yelled at Batman.

"US?! YOU MEAN YOU! YOU'RE THE ONE WHO PUNCHED HIM!" Brooklyn yelled at me. I stopped running and put my hands on my knees and started panting. I could hear Brooklyn doing the same behind me. Man are we out of shape, I thought.

"Re..ah..ly Har..per..ah" Brooklyn said breaths "Wa..s.ah th..at.. Ne..ce..ss..ah..r..y"

"Y..a...s..ah" I panted back.

"T*T" Damian tuted behind us. We whirled around and I slapped him and Brooklyn punched him in the arm.

"Enough" Batman growled.

"Fine" Damian and I grunted. Brooklyn groaned behind us. My face broke out in a smile when I saw that there was a trickle of blood from Damian's nose.

"Soooo...... What are you going to do with us?" Brooklyn asked.

"How much do you know about us?" Batman asked without even answering her.

"A bit""Depends on what version" we answered.

"Do you know who I am and they are?" he asked. We nodded our heads.

"Green Arrow? Wonder Woman?" We continued to nod our heads " Superman? Martian Manhunter? Flas-"

"Yes, we know who they are! So are you going to tell us what is going to happen to us or not?" Brooklyn said heatedly. Batman gave her a Batglare.

"Both of you will stay in the manor until we can figure out how to send you home. And under no circumstances shall you leave the manor." Batman said.

"So we're under house arrest." Brooklyn deadpanned. I nodded my head in agreement with her and well, Batman just kept glaring at her. Which she happily returned. Nightwing and Oracle showed no signs of caring and who else was in here? I knew there was someone! Oh, wait Damian. That's right. I turned around to look at him and laughed. His mouth was wide open and his eyes were.. Well, what I assumed big eyes looked like in a mask.

"A fly is going to poop in your mouth Demon spawn," I said laughing. Behind I could hear Brooklyn giggling as well. He shut his mouth and glared at me. I laughed even harder and it started to turn into a fit of gasping.

"Alfred will show you to your rooms," Batman said. Alfred nodded and started to walk away. I assumed he wanted us to follow him. So we went to follow him. After we got to the elevator thing and went up. I tried to remember which way he went but, soon got lost and just gave up. I looked at Brooklyn and by the look on her face, she had tried too. After what felt like forever we stopped walking. The hallway we were in seemed to go on forever and had like 10 doors on each side.

"That one is your's Mistress Brooklyn" He said, pointing at the one closest to the right of us. "That one is yours Mistress Harper" he said while pointing now to the first on the left.

We nodded, said thanks and tiredly said goodnight to each other. Alfred ushered me into my room and shut the door. The room looked almost exactly like the one from the SON OF BATMAN. The bathroom was huge and the shower was the size of a large sized closet and had like 30 buttons. I really wanted to try the buttons but, was too tired to take a shower. I left the bathroom to see what was beyond the other door. This door wouldn't open, no matter how hard I pulled and pushed. So I did the next logical thing; I looked for a bobby pin and didn't find one. It wouldn't have helped anyhow now that I thought about it. I don't know how to pick a lock. I sat down on the bed and lay down defeated. I got under the covers and closed my eyes. Then they shot open. The lights in the room had turned off and I was nowhere near the light switch. I shivered. Stupid Batman and his stupid obsession with cameras. Tomorrow I am finding all those foul cameras and chucking them out the window! I yawned and wondered what we had gotten our selves into. The Dc universe no matter how much I wanted to be so I could come there was no playground. And if the villains found out who we were and where we come from. Well, this would be no adventure; it would be a death sentence. I guess I now understood why my cousin loved this place but, never wanted to come. Why did I have to learn that by being here? Sure I wanted to kick some villain butt. But what price would we pay? With that sickening thought, I fell into a night of disturbed sleep.

~~~TIME SKIP~~

I hated mornings even different dimension mornings. I put my head under the pillow trying to block out the sun and get some more sleep. I groaned now that the sun was up there was no way I was going to fall back asleep. I shoved the pillow off of me, opened my eyes and immediately they landed on a camera. The cameras. I looked around and saw at least 10 just in this room. I got up and went around the room pulling them all off the walls. By the time I had finished with the camera's in this room and the bathroom (which was totally not creepy) I had about 50 cameras. I opened a window and threw them all outside. I shut the window, satisfied at the sound they had all made when they hit the ground. Now that it's done, time to explore and hopefully get into the Batcave and zeta to the Justice League space tower. I walked over to the door and pulled on the handle. Locked. That jerk. So scratch exploring. How to get out. Pick the lock? Nah, have no idea how to do that. Maybe the vent? Ya, that's better. Now to find a vent. I scanned the room. There was one vent right above my bed and the desk. I climbed on the desk and swayed. I waved my arms wildly about trying to regain my balance. I landed on the ground with a thump. Ouch, that really hurt, the ground was nowhere near soft. I got back up and climbed up into the vent successfully this time. The vent was way too dark I needed a flashlight. I climbed out searched the drawers and found one. I climbed back up into the vent. After a minute of gray surroundings and no dust bunnies, which was weird, I mean I guess Alfred cleaned up here I came to the next vent opening was over the hallway so I kept on crawling. Up intersection was in front of me. Down one way I could see a random pillow, I assumed that meant a hideout or bedroom was there and I did not want to get caught so, I chose to go right. The next vent opening was not far off, so I sped up. Brooklyn was sleeping below me.

"Brooklyn. Wake up." I whispered/yelled and to avail.

"Brookl-"

CRACK

"Crap!" I said looking at the vent, it currently had a huge crack across it. I backed up hurriedly. The vent gave way and fell on to a now screaming Brooklyn.

"WHAT THE HECK!" she yelled

"Sorry, the vent cover thing broke!" I yelled back.

"Why not use the door?"

"Mine was locked!"

"Still does not explain why you fell onto my bed!"

"I already said it broke!"

"Why not wait for the door to be unlocked?!"

"I wanted to explore with you!"

"Oh."

"So now that we are finished with that. Do you want to explore or not?"

"Yes" she finished. With that weird ending to this argument (I don't think we ever have had normal arguments), we climbed into the vent. After what felt like forever, I started to sing the Batman theme song. Brooklyn groaned but, she joined in. As time went by we started to get louder, until we heard voices. We immediately shut up and silently crawled forward. There were five people below us; Dick Grayson, Bruce Wayne, a blonde dude and girl, who did not look related, and a red-haired guy. The two boys wore suits and the girl wore jeans and a green tank top.

"Brucie Baby!" I smirked, I love that nickname for Batman. "Why did you call us?" The blonde said.

"It has to do with our other job Ollie"Oh so that's who the blonde guy was, Oliver Queen. "Two girls, last night showed up at the BC. They say they are from another dimension and from the footage they seem to be telling the truth." Bruce responded.

"So what do you need our help with?" The blonde girl asked.

"I need your help to send them home and to keep an eye on them." Bruce said.

"To keep an eye on them?" The red-haired one asked with a raised eyebrow.

"So far we have gotten the impression that at least one of them is definitely not whelmed. They seem pretty traught, though." Dick said. Oliver and the other two unnamed people raised an eyebrow, so he continued. "The one called Harp-" I heard faint shuffling in front of me and looked up to see Damian crawling towards us. I put my finger to my lips and he rolled his eyes and gave me the duh look mixed with the I'll kill you later. I gulped, I knew he could kill me if he wanted. I glared at him then went back to listening. "-er, has so far punched, slapped, and insulted; me, Damian, and Bruce." he finished. I looked up sheepishly at Damian and to my surprise he was already looking at me, glaring. With the intent to kill.

"I like them already," The blond girl said.

"Rude, Artemis! I thought you liked me!" Dick pouted.

"And from the way they talk, I understand that we are fictional." said Bruce without caring.

"And that is a problem because?" Oliver asked.

"It is a problem because they know who we are and if the villains here get their hands on them well, they could end up telling them our identities" Bruce deadpanned. Ouch. Got to admit that hurt. I am not that irresponsible! I know how dangerous Gotham is, with its wacko villains so, I am not going to go out at midnight singing to myself about how I know Batman's secret identity and hope to get kidnapped. I glared at him and stuck out my tongue.

"I can see how that would be a prob-" Oliver started but was interrupted by a huge creak from above him. All the heads below us turned upward.

"Back!" Damian whispered. Brooklyn and I didn't even argue, we backed up as fast as possible in such a cramped space.

CRACK!!!

"Qisknack!" I yelped, that sound could only mean one thing. The vent gave way and we all fell (Much to our protesting). I groaned and rolled over and locked eyes with very angry Bruce Wayne. Crap I thought. Time to change the soon to be conversation about this into something else.

"Brucie you must really build those stronger," I said sweetly. His glare hardens and I looked at Brooklyn.

"Run" she whispered. I nodded my head and she dragged me toward a door. The room beyond must have been sitting room but, I didn't pay much attention, I was to busy running for the door across the room. I passed Brooklyn and threw open the door. I ran into something and grunted when Brooklyn ran into me. We fell onto our butts "gracefully".

"Hey! Watch where you're going!" Brooklyn exclaimed. I looked up at the thing I had run into. It had been Oliver Queen. I saw Dick behind him, with an amused expression on his face, and Bruce behind him glaring.

"Crap. We've been caught." I said to Brooklyn. She gave me a look which translated for, No duh Sherlock.