A couple of familiar faces

Fists raised, you run in, eyes darting around to look for a target. All you see, however, are a couple a familiar faces.

The first is a large man, clad in expensive black clothes and leaning over a computer terminal. He seems deep in thought as he types away, like he's focusing on a thousand tasks at once. You're stunned when you get a glance at his handsome face, it's Bruce Wayne, CEO and owner of Wayne Enterprises.

The second is a young women, she couldn't be past her mid 20's. She's a bombshell, with tresses of gorgeous ruby red hair, long and lean legs, and a buxom bust that looks sizable on her lean frame. Even wearing typical college girl clothes of tight jeans and a form fitting Burnside College t-shirt. It takes you a little longer to place her, but she seems to be the daughter of Gotham City Police Commissioner Jim Gordon, aka Barbara Gordon.

You pause for a moment in confusion. What are they doing there? Your thoughts are quickly interrupted by Barbara bursting out in laughter, and even Bruce lets out a slim smile, though it quickly disappears as he returns his focus to a computer monitor.

"Sorry," Barbara says, struggling to get through a fit of giggles. "We didn't expect you to wake up so soon so you caught us in our civilian get up. It's good to meet your Mr. Shadow, I'm Barbara Gordon, but occasionally I'm go by Batgirl."

"Which makes me Bruce Wayne, or as you called me the last time we met, Batman."

You're stunned. Who knew that party boy billionaire Bruce Wayne moonlit as Batman. Or even that the daughter of Gotham City's respected police commissioner was Batgirl. You suppose not all superheroes were nobodies like you yourself, a moderately successful scientist who became obsessed with securing a cure for yourself.

"Anyways, you would have found out my identity as Batman when we officially introduced you to the Justice League and took you up to Watchtower for the first time, but I guess extenuating circumstances will prevail."

"How's Zatanna" you rush out, not able to be ignorant of her status any longer.

"Not great." Barbara replies. "She's conscious and stable, but Dr. Sapphires chemical has bonded with her DNA, making it nigh-impossible to cure her."

"Chemical W doesn't attack the physical body quite as much as chemical Y, which is why Zatanna woke up fairly shortly after being knocked out. She took stock of the situation, and decided to teleport the two of you out of there to us in order to validate your health status. In fact," Bruce says frowning, "you should have been out much longer. An adult male of your height and weight should have been **** for upwards of twenty four hours, but you woke up after just six. I figured you were made of sturdier stuff since you're an superhero and all, but it is quite impressive for you to be able to be walking again so quickly."

"Nanobots," you supply forth. "They are the source of my powers. They have biological capabilities of healing myself from any wounds that I suffer. They must have counteracted the effects of chemical Y."

"Makes sense. I'd like to have Barbara do a full diagnostic on you, with your consent of course. Dr. Sapphire remains in the wind and if the cure to chemical Y lies in your body, I want to know what it is."

"Of course." You say, taking a gander over at the redhaired beauty and blushing and she teasingly meets your eyes.

"Very good." Bruce, or Batman rather nods in confirmation, as if there's no chance for you to decide otherwise. "I'm heading up to Watchtower. Shadow, I'm looking forward to working with you in the future."

"Wait, you mean I passed the test? But Dr. Sapphire got away and Zatanna is injured. I completely failed out there."

"Not according to Zatanna's preliminary evaluation. She said you took initiative and handled yourself well out in the field. The explosive that Dr. Sapphire used is advanced black market tech, something she wouldn't have access to unless she's made some connections with some legitimate supervillains. Taking that in to account, I have full confidence that the Justice League will accept you as a member."

You try to calmly nod in appreciation, but inside you are doing jumping jacks. You had completed your goal, you were now (or rather soon would be) a full time member of the Justice League. You respond,

"Thank you sir. I appreciate it. I won't let any of you down."

"I know rookie. And don't worry, when we finally take Dr. Sapphire down, I'll make sure you're on the team. You deserve a chance at delivering justice to her."

You murmur your thanks and with that Batman is off, getting into his batmobile and driving into another dimly lit tunnel and presumably out into the streets of Gotham.

Which leaves you alone with a very attractive redhead.