Kinktober: Batman Stretched Too Thin (M/F)

[TamatoaShiny123]

Batman and Robin just finished stopping Firefly from burning down City Hall for the fifth year. Batman instructed Robin to accompany the police escort just to ensure the pyromaniac didn’t burn down Arkham Asylum upon arrival. After the sidekick and police left, he hopped into the Batmobile, where he received a call from Alfred on his Bat-Communicator.

“Great job, sir,” Alfred praised. “Hopefully, you extinguished Firefly for good.”
“I doubt it,” Batman replied curtly. “Any other criminals out tonight?”
“As a matter of fact, there are several. And there are several damsels who are in a rather large amount of distress.”
“What’s happening?”

Alfred consulted the data collected by the computer. “Let’s see...first off is your magical friend, Zatanna. She’s being held captive by Riddler, who’s threatening to drop a two ton question mark on her if $5 million isn’t delivered to him.”
“I see...who else is there?”
“There’s also our old pal Joker. He’s holding Vickie Vale hostage at Gotham Press and making her report on his latest project. ‘Smile-X Gas On Demand’, I believe he’s calling it.”
“I thought I destroyed the last of his Smile-X supply the last time we fought.”
“Apparently, he had some in the reserves.”
“Any other villain?”

The butler nodded. “There’s one more. Do you know one ‘Red Hood’?”
“First time I’ve heard that name.”
“Well, here’s a name you’ve heard of: Silver St. Cloud. Mister Red Hood has taken the socialite hostage and demands that you meet up with him.”
“Any idea where?”
“Actually, he sent us a video.”
“He sent it to the Batcave?”
“Mmm-hmm. It appears we need to update our firewall. I’m sending you the video now.”

The screen’s picture changed from Alfred’s face to a picture of a man wearing a red metal helmet.

”Greetings,” the man greeted. ”You can call me Red Hood. Listen, I’m new in town. I just wanna have a little talk with ya. And just to make sure my invitation isn’t sent to the spam folder, I have a little incentive here for ya...”

The camera spun around to face the socialite sitting on the floor, bound with rope tied around her wrists, shoulders, waist, ankles, and knees. A white cloth acted as a cleave gag for her.

”As you can see, I have Miss St. Cloud here. If you want her safe return, you will meet me at Crime Alley. However, I know you’re a busy man. So, take all the time you need to mosey on over here. But until you come, Silver stays with me. Oh, and come alone...or else.”

The picture switched back to Alfred. “At least this man is willing to work around your busy schedule.”
“True. But I’m still stretched for time with the other two. Any time frames for them?”
“Well, Joker claimed he might get bored after three hours. And Riddler mentioned something about midnight.”
“It’s about 10PM right now. That means I have about three hours to take down two of the biggest threats in Gotham. And then, Red Hood...”

As Batman started the Batmobile’s engine up, Alfred spoke up again. “Oh no, sir. I’m getting another message. Lois Lane has been taken captive by Lex Luthor, and Superman’s busy fighting Metallo. So, he was wondering if-“
“God, please tell me you’re joking.”

The butler chuckled. “I am, sir. The Flash called and told me he’s on that case. Anyway, good luck, and try not to stretch yourself too thin.”

[iliketights]

I've always been a Batman fan. If only the movies were more like this story! Poor Batman, so many damsels to rescue, so little time ... Will they all be rescued in time? Stay tuned. Same Bat-time, same Bat-channel, as they used to say in the Adam West days.