Batman Porn Story: A Fuse Chapter 1

Note
to Readers: Hey bat-fans. This is just a story I made up after
becoming quite recently addicted to the DC comics animated Batman
show made from like 1992 – 2001. Its kind of a Batman – Batgirl
romance story. Its a light story with sweet romance in it, no
inappropriate situations. I got fed up with looking for
Batgirl/Batman stories and finding only crap so I wrote my own. Hope
you really enjoy. Please R&R, Im wondering what response this
story will get.

XOXO–

Ginge

DISCLAIMER:
Aww man I hate to have to type in this boriiiing disclaimer. I dont
own or have any affiliation with Batgirl, Batman, or Robin.
Blah-blah. They belong to DC Comics, I assume. (Although I do
contact Yvonne Craig of the original 1960s batman TV show!
snort)

Story:
A Fuse

Subject(s):
Batgirl, Batman, Robin

Chapter:
One; Doctor Fuse Takes a Punch

Written
By: Ginger

Barbara
Gordon collapsed into a chair in front of the bat computer. The bat
cave was cold and dark and different beeping noises could be heard
from various machines and computers all around, but she barely even
heard them. Her deft fingers pulled off her gloves and mask as she
laid back into the seat. Being Batgirl wasnt as easy as it had
seemed at first.

Tonight
had been a rough night. It was 4:45 am and Batman and Robin still
hadnt come back from scouting the city. Batgirl herself wouldnt
have been back here yet, if Bruce hadnt insisted upon her
returning. She was a little worried about leaving them by themselves
after all the crime they had fought earlier. Of course, she knew
that they had been fine by themselves before she ever joined into the
team, but going back home left her feeling uneasy.

She
had just begun to fall into a whirling dream when a screechingly loud
buzzer started ringing though-out the bat cave. She managed to moan
and sit up, opening her eyes as she heard the quick steps of Alfreds
feet from a little way off in the distance.

As
the faithful butler switched off the noisy sound, Batgirl stood up
and walked a few steps toward him, in the direction of the main bat
computer. She yawned and raised a hand to her forehead: What is
it, Alfred? Why the beeping?

I
believe that the bat computer is sending up an alert of some kind,
Miss Gordon. Im quite sorry it woke you. he replied. Oh
its alright. I guess someday I might end up getting a
little sleep. Barbara said, pressing a few keys quickly on the
keyboard.

Alfred
walked about twenty feet away to continue his duties as Batgirl
waited for the system to load. When it did, the message that popped
up on the huge wide-screen made Batgirl groan. Pulling her cowl and
gloves back on and walking toward her bat-cycle, she called: Alfred,
Im going out again. If Batman or Robin should come in before I
return, tell them Ill be back soon. Very good, Miss.
Alfred smiled with sincerity.

Once
the twenty-year-old girl had reached the highway, it was at least
five o clock. Batgirl wished longingly for dawn as she passed the
lurking, dark shadows of the inner city. But still there was a long
time before the suns kind rays would even begin to peak through
the lurid black clouds. The girl had a slightly nervous aspect to
her outlook as she listened carefully to the night. The only sound
was the wind and the hum of her purplish-blue motor-bike.

Finally,
when she approached her destination, she reluctantly put the parking
brake down on her vehicle and looked up, at the Gotham Scientific
Museum. The bat computers trouble alert had pinpointed from this
place. Batgirl walked up to a window and peeked in. Using a
bat-a-rang, she quickly scaled the two-level building and picked the
lock on the skylight window. As she dropped down into the silent,
dark museum and started to walked across the huge reception room, she
began to wonder if the bat computer had was a bit too over-worked.
Then again, she thought, If I could get in, so could
somebody else.

Suddenly
a flicker of light in a door way caught her attention. Wandering to
it, she inadvertently gasped when she saw a man in a metal-plated
suit kneeling toward the floor with a three foot wide box. She
quickly realized that the box was a huge bomb, big enough to blow
half of the extremely large building away. She also realized that
the man had looked up and spotted her in the door way. She stared
at him with a cold look: What do you think youre doing with
that? Who are you? he growled, brushing aside her
question. Who do I look like? she responded. You get out
of here, now. he sneered.

I
was just about to say the same to you, Mister eh? she stalled,
walking toward him. Doctor Fuse — thank you. he
snarled. Batgirl. she smiled, extending a hand and then after
a quiet moment flipping the man on to the floor: Call me bad
news for short.

I
see you think yourself quite witty, little girl. How old are you?
Nine? Ten? Look, are you going to come quietly or must I use
force? she said, defensively. What? You cant tell me
youre actually old enough to arrest somebody? I could have sworn
you were on your way to go trick-or-treating in that Halloween
costume, little girl. the tall, muscular man said. Batgirl
looked him up and down and wondered if shed be able to handle him.
He looked very, very strong and his words were already making her
feel upset.

Youre
not scaring me. she answered, defiantly. Of course I am,
liar. I can see the fear in your eyes. But Im not here to deal
with kids trying to ruin my plans. So Ill have to get rid of
you The muscle-bound man began to get closer and closer.
Batgirl started to panic and then suddenly he swiped his hand down.
If she hadnt jumped out of the way, he would have smacked her
right in the ribs. This guy isnt playing! she thought
quickly as she ran away from him a few feet.

After
fighting for about two minutes, Batgirl began to think she was
winning but the she gasped when he pulled out an object from his
metal suit. She scurried away fast enough to avoid being hit with a
fiery beam from his gun. He missed her two more times and with a
quick, final movement, he aimed and shot at a barrel of chemicals
behind her.

You
really think shes here, Batman? Robin asked as the two stood
next to the skylight on the roof of the museum. Suddenly an
explosion blew the skylight off and a girlish, blood curdling scream
was heard. Does that answer you question, Robin? Batman
exclaimed, dropping immediately into the room below. Robin
frantically dropped in after him and looked around at the
surroundings.

Fire
covered most of the room, making everything a reddish-orange color
and wood from the roof began to spark and fall to the floor. Batman
suddenly realized that the huge bomb was still sitting in the middle
of the floor. A metal-clad figure raced from the room before either
of the caped crusaders could catch him. Robin, find Batgirl! I
have to get this bomb out of here before the fire gets to it and the
whole building blows up! shouted Batman to the boy wonder.

Robin
threw fiery, flaming wood aside in search of the third member of
their team as Batman quickly ran the bomb out of the vicinity and
placed the whole thing in a large pipe of water, so it wouldnt be
able to ignite itself. After he was sure he had rendered it useless,
he returned to the flaming reception room.

Batman!
Robin called to his partner, in a horrified voice. Batman rushed
over to where Robin stood and the sight that beheld him made him
gasp; Batgirl! The girl laid on the floor, unconscious, with
her cheek to the floor and her scorched cape wrapped around her
torso. Robin, go wait for the fire department to get here,
outside. Ill take care of Batgirl. Bruce managed to say with
shock still left in his voice.

Robin
dashed outside and Batman knelt to the floor. Turning Batgirl over,
on to her back, he saw that her costume singed in several places on
her arms and legs. She was breathing, but she needed help fast.
Just as Batman picked her up to carry her outside, the sirens of the
fire trucks squealed in the air.

Once
outside, Robin spotted Batman with Batgirl dangling limply in his
arms and he rushed over to help carry her. Batman set her in the bat
mobile and Robin followed behind his partner on Batgirls cycle.

Batman
glanced at the frail girl lying in the passengers seat and picked up
the cb-radio. Robin, Batman said into the small microphone.

Yeah,
Bruce? Whats up?

Call
Alfred and tell him to have the oxygen mask ready when we get there.
Shes gonna need some immediate medical attention. Copy?

I
got ya. Ill call him right away. See you there. Signing
off.

Ten-four.
Batman replied, putting the radio down and letting out a deep breath.

Batgirl
felt her eyes open and the darkness slipped away. She tried to sit
up but someone pushed her carefully back down: No, dont try
that yet. Batmans voice chuckled at her. Bruce? What
what happened to me? An explosion. At the Scientific museum.
How do you feel right now? Okay, I guess. But so tired.
How did you find me? Why did you come? she asked him. He walked
a few steps away from the couch where she was laying to get a glass
of water. We came back from our scan of the city to find you
gone. Alfred told us about the message on the bat computer so we
looked it up and followed you. When we found you, you were
unconscious and banged up pretty bad. You might still feel you have
some trouble breathing at times from all the smoke you breathed.

You
mean like right now? she said in a choppy voice, gasping for a
breath. Robin hurried to her side: Here, breath deeply. he
said, placing the oxygen mask over her nose and mouth. She took two
or three breaths and then removed it from her face: Im okay,
now.

Got
any ideas on who that guy clad in metal, running away was? Batman
asked, leaning on the wall and taking his cowl off. He calls
himself Doctor Fuse. Did you see his bomb? she asked
quizzically.

Lets
just say he wont be able to use that one anymore. Bruce
grinned: Did he say anything to you? Batgirls spirits sank
when she recalled the conversation. Yes. she said solemnly.
Well what was it? asked Dick. He told me I looked like a
little girl. And that I shouldnt even be a crime fighter because
I dont look old enough. she withered.

Aww,
Babs, youre not going to let a psychotic freak obsessed with
blowing things up make you feel bad, are you? Dick asked. Well,
I try not to but it still depresses me. she sighed.

A
moment of silence passed. But hey, Bruce! I almost forgot to
thank you for saving my life! If ya hadnt gotten me out of
there, Id have died in the fire. Bruce flushed a little and
laughed: Hey, whats a Batman who cant even keep his
sidekicks alive?

A
loud squeal emerged from the bat computer. Batgirl looked over and
automatically started to get up to check it, but then laid back down
upon realizing that she couldnt stand. Batman walked over and
clicked a button.

The
whole screen lit up with the image of Supergirl. Kara? What is
it? asked Bruce, grabbing his cowl and giving himself and Batgirl
time to get theirs on before turning on the web camera. Batman,
we need major backup over here. Theres a lunatic giving Superman
a really tough time with a huge chunk of Kryptonite. Hes got two
robots with Kryptonite beams built in. Luckily they havent found
me yet. Please come. Of course, Supergirl. But Im afraid
Batgirl is in-disposed of momentarily. She had an accident with a
new maniac who calls himself Doctor Fuse.

Doctor–who!
Supergirl stuttered with an overwrought look on her face.

Fuse.
Why? Bruce asked.

Super
girl sighed: Thats the guy over here in Metropolis!

What?
Seriously?

Yeah.

You
stay where you are, Supergirl. Ill be there in ten minutes.
Dont let those robots get to you.

Okay,
Bats. Over and out. the teenage girl said, as the screen went
dark.

Batman,
I thought it took like a half hour to get to Metropolis. Robin
asked, quizzically.

You
thought wrong. Bruce said, jumping into the bat-jet-plane.
Coming or do I have to fend off these metal monsters myself?
Robin ran and jumped in: Im in, Im in! Geez!

As
the ultra fast jet tanks started up, Batman yelled to Batgirl before
the plane took off: You take care of yourself! And dont get
into trouble! No leaving that couch. With that, the two crime
fighters were off.

Ugh
no leaving the couch. Barbara muttered in a mocking tone
when she was by herself.

The
more she laid there, the more she felt that she had to get up. After
all, she should get to pay back that creep from blowing up part of
the museum and trying to blow her up too. And anyway, without
Supermans help, how would Batman and Robin ever be able to defeat
the robots by themselves?

She
slowly rose from the table and in desperation, looked around her.
She was sure that Bruce must have put a detection beam around the
couch so she couldnt leave.

She
saw nothing but taking no chances, she gathered all her strength and
flipped across the room, landing in the bat mobile. Laying against
the seat she managed to murmur and Owww before she started
the vehicle.