Sweat poured down his face as he lifted a heavy crate.
"A-are you sure about this?" Danny asked the other guy he was working with.
They had been employed to stuff crates in a truck at Happy Harbor in Gotham. And it was Danny's last resort. He didn't like taking on off jobs but something about this was suspicious.
"Shut up" the other guy grunted as they pushed the crate using their backs.
"We don't question the jobs"
With one final heave the crate was in the back of the truck.
Danny huffed. When he was fourteen he had been forced to flee his home town.
Even now it made him itch to think about it.
"C'mon boss won't like it if we're late" the other guy ordered.
"Who even is this guy anyway?" Danny asked a little ticked off.
"If we have to do these suspicious things he should at least have the balls to show his face-"
The other guy shoved Danny against the truck with a 'thunk' that made Danny grit his teeth.
"Shut. Up. Nobody forced you to do this, if you want to get the money then shut up." The guy let go and went around to the front of the truck.
Danny cursed the guy out in his mind. Of course he wanted that money. Without he wouldn't be able to survive next months rent.
Scoffing at the prospect Danny slid into the truck. It roared to life with a metallic clunk.
The old best up truck ran surprisingly smoothly as it transported the crate.
The roads of Gotham were busy even at night. It took forty minutes even using back roads, to get to the drop off location.
A group of men who looked like punks surrounded the truck. The other guy in the truck glanced at Danny with a half concerned and reserved expression.
"Maybe you should stay in the truck" the guy said staring straight ahead.
"No, I have a job to do" Danny said opening the door and stepping out. He ignored the barking laughter of a couple of the imbeciles.
The guy and Danny pulled out the crate with grunts. The crate creaked slightly as it scraped against the truck, landing with a heavy 'ThuDunk' as if fell from the trucks back.
Danny wiped these sweat from his brow as he eyed the crate.
"Where is it?" A distant commanding voice asked.
"Over this way" one of the men called out. A man dressed in all silky black clothes approached.
He stopped and his eyes flickered in between skepticism and a cold blooded ness Danny had only encountered before in villains.
"Did you look inside the crate?" The man asked. His tone was questioning but everything about him said it was demand.
"No" the guy said with no hesitation.
The mans.eyes landed on Danny. He stepped over to him. Danny started to sweat a little.
"And what about you? Did you look?"
"No" Danny said just as confident.
"Hmm" the man pulled out a pistol and pointed it at the crate. Tow gunshots was all it took to blow the top off from it.
The man reached inside and pulled out a weapon, some kind of gun.
"Do you know what this is?" The man inquired.
Danny shook his head.
"It's an immobilizer capable of stopping Superman, if only for a few seconds...it's still impressive"
The man smiled at Danny eerily.
"Or so they say"
Suddenly the gun was inhes.from Danny's forehead.
"Its untested, and I'd hate to be a chump" the mans grin became sadistic and Danny sighed.
Why couldn't he have just taken up a normal job?
A noise made everyone freeze. Someone had groaned out in pain.
"Its the bat- gah!" Someone yelled.
Danny's eyes flew open wide. If Batman was here then...
Danny took on a sadistic grin of his own version. Then he was toast.
One after another the guys were knocked out or simply vanished away.
The leaders face grew tense and his eye brows furrowed nervously.
"W-h-ho evers there, don't come near me I have hostages!" He yelled as he pointed his gun.
"What?!" He asked alarmed that the gun was pointing at air.
Meanwhile Danny was running with the guy from the truck.
"Did you know about this?!" He asked.
"Of course not!" the guy responded as they rounded a corner.
"Crap! I knew this was suspicious" Danny hissed as they vaulted over a fence.
It happens almost in slow motion to him.
As Danny landed his face connected with a fist.
Danny was unable to catch himself and landed straight on his ass.
Danny groaned as his vision started to clear. He saw a dark cloaked figure standing in front of him.
Danny noticed that the other guy was sprawled on the ground.
Danny struggled to stand.
"Oh, this looks bad" Danny said swaying.
"Should've asked more details" Danny said wincing at the headache.
"Your a kid" the figure said in a deep voice.
Danny stared at the ground. Not in anger or any emotion that he could really find.
He was just stalling for time.
"What are you doing here?" A smaller costumes vigilante asked him, dropping next to the big bad bat.
"I just needed some money, I don't know what was in the crate" Danny muttered.
He could feel a black eye forming.
"Why aren't you with your parents?"
Danny glared at the two.
"Its impossible, just like it is for so many other people, just like me!" Danny said.
He got up and held a hand on his head.
"So your an orphan?" The Robin said with crossed arms.
Danny glared at him.
"I don't see how a y of this is your business." Danny snarled.
"You aided and abetted an illegal operation" Robin replied with a sneer.
Danny smirked.
"Then arrest me"
Robin opened his mouth but no sound came out.
"And beating me up won't be very helpful because as I said before, I don't know anything" Danny said.
"Even so, your a minor without a guardian, well have to take you to the station with us" Batman said in a deep almost general in command voice.
Danny's headache grew and his breath caught.
Danny snapped his eyes shut before they glowed revealing his powers. With clenched eyes he stumbled away from the two vigilantes.
"Are you...ok?"
Danny grunted before shaking his head to shake away the power struggling to free itself.
Unable to bear it any more he disappeared behind a building and transformed staying invisible the entire time.
He hopped the two vigilantes would forget about him.
They should.