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"Let's go."

Tim tightened his fingers around his staff as they approached the weird invisible elevator again, ready to extend it to full length if he needed to. He wasn't sure what to expect in this place, but he didn't want to appear threatening until he had to. Like when they got to a point where they could demand to be sent home. Bart and Kon both had to save the world, and as for him... well... he was in Gotham for a few days helping Batman, and Batman never reacted well to MIA Robins.

They started going up again and Tim looked out over... a city. What the hell kind of crazy city was this? It wasn't like anything he'd ever seen on Earth, which meant they were probably a long way away from home.

Hn. Well, they'd just have to find a way to get back.

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Ax really, really hated the transport system aboard this ship. He had to travel the tubes to get between levels and the tubes were cramped, even for his human morph.

He leaned against the wall and took a couple of deep breaths to center himself.

Bart looked over the city and beamed- it was something new to explore, and large enough that he could stretch his legs with a good run, he wagered. Upon the elevator's reaching it's destination he stepped onto the flooring, darting forward to the nearest edge, peering out at the city, also taking note of the guy leaning against the wall who he waved to.

"Ya think they have game station arcade here?" Bart asked his peers behind him.

Tim made a skeptical noise. "I don't think so, Bart," he said, frowning. "They might have something like that, but..."

He caught sight of the guy standing near the invisible lift and tilted his head to the side in curiosity. He was wearing a jumpsuit similar to theirs--another abductee? "Hey," he said in greeting.

"So...who are you, what's the deal here, where are the aliens, and how many butts do we gotta kick?" Kon asked the stranger.

Ax was still blinking at Bart's display super-speed when Kon started asking questions.

"My name is Phillip, we are not entirely certain, which aliens are you looking for, and we do not know," he answered. "Did your companion just teleport? Comp, companion. Ion."

"Super speed." Bart replied as he darted back to his companions, then hearing the breaking of the english language. "Huh? What about Ions?." He looked to Tim, then, after a breakthrough of logic.. "Oh! that's the aliens, right? Ions?"

Tim shook his head. "He's just talking, Imp." At least--that's what Tim assumed. He turned to Phillip again. "So... do you know anything about this place?"

"Like where the aliens that grabbed us are. That's the important part. So we can go hit them."

"Ahh, those aliens," Ax said. "If you can find them, please tell the rest of us. You are not alone in wanting to hit them." He turned back to the other dark-haired boy, who seemed to be in charge of the trio. "We do not know much about this place. Most of the crew thinks that the aliens who kidnapped us intend to use us as some sort of army. Oh, and we are all from different universes and time periods -- sometimes from entirely different planets. Frent. Fffren-tuh."

Tim raised an eyebrow. That was... interesting. Time travel and people from all over the multiverse, huh? "Does... that mean we should be looking out for doubles here?" He knew there were alternates of many members of the Justice League,and assumed it was probably the same for the Titans as well. That didn't mean he wanted to meet another version of himself.

And... Tim shook his head. "All set with that army thing. I'm already part of someone's crusade--I don't need a war, too."

Kon's eyes narrowed instinctively.

Conscripted for war? No freaking way. I mean, they'd done that when they were doing that Paradocs thing (and look where THAT went) but mainly he just hated having people think they could yank around his chain.

He hadn't been Cadmus's--or Luthor's--very own Superman. He wasn't going to be some aliens' toady.

"So this crew--everybody here's like us? Abducted?"

"I have yet to see any doubles, but there have been incidences of people recognizing each other and yet still being from separate universes," Ax said. "Dub dub doubles. Buls. And yes, everyone has been abducted. We do not know who the aliens are. They have not attempted to contact us yet, only Stacy and a handful of other artificial intelligences have done so."

Ax tilted his head to the side and inspected the other boys. "Who are you all?"

So Stacy had been some kind of alien AI--okay, that made a weird kind of sense, actually. And there were more like her? Huh. He nodded slowly, processing the new information before realizing that they'd been asked a question.

"Oh. Robin, Superboy, Impulse," he said, indicating them each on turn. "We're, uh, heroes where we come from."

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Terry had once thought that the caverns under Wayne Manor were huge. He'd thought the tubes at that pizza/arcade that Matt loved were huge. He'd thought Gotham was huge. But this ship put them all to shame.

He'd been meandering around, trying not to get lost, but still trying to see as much of the ship as he could. If things got bad, it would be good to know his way around. Not to mention it was a good way to find the other people on the ship.

Like the guy standing next to the tubes. "Hey," Terry called out.

Tim turned at the sound of the greeting to see a dark haired young man--maybe a year or two older than him--looking back.

Must be meet and greet time. He was glad that Kon had helped him get all the goo off before they'd started to meet new people. He lifted his own hand in a greeting. "Hey."

Terry nodded. The guy looked a bit younger then him, and oddly familiar, though he couldn't really place it. Probably just one of those faces.

"So," he said with a slight grin, "are you a mutant, an alien, or a superhero?" Seemed like that was about all their was to the ship, really.

Tim's eyebrows went up in amusement. Interesting opening question. "Hero," he answered. "Not Super--that's my friend over there." He gestured to Kon. "Superboy. I'm not a meta. You?"

"Hero, I'm not meta either." Of course, a good argument could be made that his suit made him much more powerful then he normally was, but it was a bit embarrassing that the clothes literally made the Batman.

"Wait, hold on," he said, something clicking in his head, "Superboy? Like... Superman? Are you with the Justice League?"

"Like Superman," Tim agreed. "Only younger and definitely cooler." He grinned. He was a little partial to his friend over the Man of Steel.

"And I'm not with the Justice League," he added. "That would be my boss. My team's the Titans." He looked at the other young man curiously. "Have you heard of us?"

Terry grinned. Sounded a bit like himself, really - like Batman, but younger and with a much cooler costume.

"Titans... Titans..." The name sounded slightly familiar, but not quite. Like he had heard it in passing once and not paid much attention. "Sorry, no. But a lot of people so far seem to know about my boss, even if I've never heard of them. Something about different universes."

Alternate universes, huh? Tim thought the multiverse had been destroyed, but... maybe he was wrong. It had never really fallen into his purview as Robin--not even with Young Justice or the Titans. "You've heard of Superman--maybe I've heard of your boss," Tim suggested. "Who is he? Or she?"

From what Terry could piece together of Bruce's past, if anyone knew Superman, they would of course know him. There was no doubt about it.

"Bruce Wayne, the original Batman."

Tim blinked a couple of times in surprise, then narrowed his eyes as he regarded the other young man--much more closely now. "Bruce--really? I've never met you--are you Robin after me?" The idea really shouldn't have shocked him as much as it did--he knew he wouldn't be Robin forever, but... seeing someone who was potentially his replacement was a bit of a jolt.

He wondered if this was how Dick felt sometimes.

Wait.

"You said original Batman? There's another Batman?" God, he hoped it wasn't him...

Robin? This kid thought he was Robin? Terry had half a mind to punch him in the jaw. He wasn't some misfit sidekick prancing around in tights, he was Batman!

But this kid didn't seem to know about Bruce, and what had happened. Probably more of that time travel. That was starting to get a bit annoying.

"Yeah, there's another Batman. Me."

Tim thought he could be forgiven for staring. Batman... was a kid? "But... You're my age. Even Bruce didn't become Batman until he was older. How the Hell are you Batman?"