Meeting The Bats

Yesterday I was invited to a party. Specifically Damion Wayne's birthday party as he w as turning twelve in about a week. So today I was at a Barnes&Nobles getting Damion a book as that is what he said he wanted. "Are you really sure your friend actually wants a book shouldn't kids his age, I don't know want videogames or money?" My Dad asked behind me while I was deciding between two books. The Art of War or a book on Taoist Philosophy. I decided on The Art of War as I had asked before hand and he surprisingly didn't have it, so I guess I could go ahead and get it for him as his present.

"Dad look at me and tell me I'm normal. Now think do you think I would hang out with normal kids." I told my Dad while giving him a quizzical look. He opens his mouth to answer and then closes it knowing what I said was right. A few minutes of waiting in line to buy the book we had left the store and were driving back home.

Over the days of getting the sample of Jonathan's DNA I had been making progress faster than I thought. I had been forming a four pack with out any extra exercise. I need way more to eat than a regular eleven year old and staying outside felt way better than usual.

The only problem I need to do is find a way to get rid of the weakness of kryptonite and only being able to use the radiation of a yellow sun. So for a couple of days I've done some studying of the colors of light and suns. I think I have a above novice level of understanding level of it so I decided to go the DNA universe and I added to ability to use the energy of other suns and I noticed that the part of the gene relating to kryptonite has vanished. I smile at the event and leave as there is nothing else to do than wait in till a couple of years of integration of the DNA to do anything else.

It was finally Saturday. This was the day that Damion's family had decided would be a good day to hold his birthday. I woke up early this day and put on black khaki shorts, a dark t-shirt, and a pair of white and black sneakers. I did my hair in its usual controlled mess fashion. I waited for my Dad for about thirty minutes as usually takes awhile on the weekends to get ready and today was no exception.

"I'm ready, I'm ready!" My Dad yells coming down the stairs. I dodge out of the way as he came down the stairs. I pick up Damion's present and walk outside while my Dad gets his keys. We leave soon afterwards and we drive to Wayne manor that resides in the good part of Gotham City.

I come to the front of the Manor and are in front of the gate. My Dad rolls down his window and presses an intercom. "Hello who is this?" A slightly British voice sounds on the other side. "This Mr. McCain with my son for Damion Wayne's Birthday Day party." My Dad answers.

The gate opens soon after my Dad's answer. We roll up to the door of the Manor passing a very lush front yard. We get out and head to the front door and before I could ring the doorbell Damion opens it. "Happy you could make it." Damion said with a smile. "I wouldn't miss it." I said.

He beckons me to follow him with my Dad a little behind me not wanting to impeach on my personal space. After awhile Alfred or who I presume to be Alfred starts talking to my Dad and they start walking over to a study where I think the adults are hanging about.

Damion leads me to outside were I find out where there having the actual party at. The decorations are amusingly Bat man themed. My eye starts to twitch and I have to force it to stop. I look around and I see a couple of people. I see some extra butlers still setting up the place as I had gotten a little early. I don't see any other people from the Bat family here. So while we wait for the rest of the guest to come Damion and I play some Call of Duty in his room.

We hear a knock on the door after a round of C.O.D. I get up from the ground and open the door to see a smiling Jonathan. "I see your playing some C.O.D without me, I feel hurt." Jonathan said with some fake hurt. I shake my head and I give him the controller I was using as I just wanted to just watch for now in till the party started.

I check the clock in Damion's room and see that it was currently ten a.m. "Hey is it okay if I get something to eat." I ask Damion. "Yeah it's fine you can ask Alfred to help you find some snacks to eat, actually can you also get Jonathan and I some snacks too?" Damion answered. "Coming right up." I said while closing the door behind myself.

I walk down the stairs into the foyer. I start looking for Alfred. I finally spot him in the kitchen. The kitchen was a modern with a white theme. I tap him in the shoulder. "Ah, hello Mr. McCain can I help you with anything." Alfred said with a slight smile. "Yeah I need help finding some snacks." I ask politely. Alfred meets beckons me to follow him and I find out how big the kitchen actually is. I find myself in front of the biggest snack cabinet in my life. "Thank you very much I hope I didn't take to much of your time." I say. "Your welcome and it wasn't any trouble at all." Alfred said with a slightly bigger smile. He leaves me soon. I open the cabinet and I'm faced with a lot of very fatty snacks. I guess it makes sense since the Bat family is always working out so the my can keep up with the Gotham crime rate, so it is fine for them to have some fatty snacks to reward themselves.

I look inside the cabinet looking for something light for us three when I find them. Oreos. You can't go wrong on a classic. So I grab a packet of them and close the cabinet.

"I see someone has raided the Oreos before I have." I gruff voice with some amusement speaks from behind me.

I turn around and I see one the most famous people in D.C comics.

Bruce Wayne. The Bat man.