Disclaimer: Batman and related characters are the properties of DC 
COMICS. This is an original fan fiction story, not written for profit 
and not intended to infringe on their copyright.

Dedication: To Woolf, my soul mate.

***

Nightwolf
By: Gina Ivy

***

Nightwing tried in vain to clear the fuzziness in his head. He could 
hear the screaming and moaning of others, who like him were trapped. 
Trying to stand proved to be more of a challenge than he would have 
originally thought. 'Okay maybe I'll just lie back down for a bit'. The 
damp stone flooring chilled him. As his eyesight cleared he shook his 
head to rid himself of the hallucinations that he feared he must have 
been having. 'This isn't real! This can’t be happening!' 

"Relax Nightwing. I'm going to take good care of you."

Nightwing's eyes grew larger as he felt the Doctor injecting him with 
something. Trying to fight him off proved useless as Nightwing realized 
he was chained to the floor.

"Wha..what did you just do?"

"You just volunteered to help me with my experiments Nightwing." 

Nightwing felt the serum as it burned through his veins. Helpless to 
stop it, Nightwing pulled with all his remaining strength on the chains 
that held him. The scream that left his lips surprised him. All he 
could hear was himself screaming as he collapsed. The Doctor only 
watched and laughed as Nightwing's body began to wrack with 
convulsions.

***

Nightwing's return to consciousness was a painful one. He had never 
felt such agony. His entire body ached and burned as though it were 
literally on fire. Disoriented, he had no idea how long he had been 
out. Rising, a wave of nausea bombarded him. 

"Well, well, look who's awake. You don't look so well Nightwing."

Nightwing saw the opportunity and took it. Getting as close to the 
doctor as possible, he gagged, making himself throw up. The result was 
poetic justice as the doctor's shirt and pants became coated with the 
inner contents of Nightwing's stomach. As the doctor cursed and tried 
to clean himself, Nightwing noted the surroundings. He had been moved 
from the basement of the lab he had been entrapped in earlier. They 
were now in a house of some kind, just the two of them. The people he 
had seen earlier weren't with him. The only chain that he was bound to 
now was around his neck. Clawing at it, he finally snapped the latch 
open and was freed. The doctor had gone down the stairs, no doubt to 
change. Nightwing forced his body forward. The element of surprise was 
all Nightwing had and he knew it wouldn't last long. He could hear 
cursing and water running as he snuck over to a window. Unable to open 
it, he groaned as he realized what he must do. Taking a running leap, 
Nightwing broke through the glass, landing with a resounding thud on 
the pavement below.

'Okay. I'm not going to try that again anytime soon.' Dick Grayson 
managed to pull himself up from the pavement just as the doctor came 
running outside, with shotgun in hand. His first and only instinct was 
to run, although he had no idea where he was going. The doctor gave 
chase but didn't stand a chance of catching his quarry. Dick ran 
through the woods with speed and skill and only one thought on his 
mind.

'I've got to find Batman'....

***

"Any word yet Oracle?"

Batman's stressed voice boomed across her speakers. It didn't surprise 
her, he had been checking in every few minutes for the past two hours. 
She had told him she would let him know if she found out anything. He 
apparently wasn't prepared to wait for her reply.

"Nothing yet Batman. I've called for backup as per your request."

"Copy that. Batman out."

Batman looked into the worried eyes of his young partner. He had 
nothing to add that might bring the boy comfort. Three hours ago the 
two were on rounds of the city when Alfred emergency paged him. Filling 
him in quickly that his son, Officer Dick Grayson hadn't made it to 
work. No one seemed to know of his whereabouts. In fact, once Batman 
started checking he had found that no one had seen Dick since the night 
before. He could have been missing for close to twenty-one hours. 
Batman and Robin had been searching Bludhaven frantically without a 
clue as to where Dick could be. Batman wasn't even sure if it was 
Officer Grayson that had come up missing or if it was his alter ego 
Nightwing.

"Lets go. Flash and Arsenal are meeting us at Nightwing's lair. 
Superman should be there soon too."

Robin looked at his mentor in mild shock. Batman did not ask others for 
help. This was too weird.

"You're scared aren't you?"

Robin's blunt question caught the vigilante off guard.

"Nightwing can handle himself." The grim voice muttered.

Shooting his grappling hook into the night, Batman left Robin standing 
alone.

"Dick hold on, we'll find you." The teenager whispered. Robin shot of 
his grappling hook in the same direction as Batman. Determined to make 
good on his promise.

***

"Oracle! Where is Superman?"

This time Batman's thunderous voice made her spill a cup of coffee. 
Luckily for him it wasn't hot.

"Stop shouting at me. Geesh! Superman is flying over both Bludhaven and 
Gotham trying to locate him. Isn't that what you wanted?"

"Yes." Came the soft reply.

He sounded so tired, so drained. Oracle almost apologized for yelling 
at him but he cut her off before she had the chance.

As Dick’s friends began filing in to Nightwing's lair Batman was 
greeted with more worried stares. Again he had no words of comfort.

"Robin have you found anything yet?"

Robin sat, eyes fixed on Dick's laptop computer. He was trying to find 
something, anything that would give them a clue as to what Dick had 
been working on. Meanwhile, Batman was going through Dick's belongings 
looking for something to seem out of place. The Flash picked up a 
letter that had been lying on the computer desk. Batman glared at him 
until he dropped it. He obviously didn't want anyone looking through 
Dick's things but himself. 

"The only thing that really sticks out is he was investigating a doctor 
or scientist. He refers to him as Dr. Creep-n-crawl."

"Between what he has at his apartment and here, all his Police uniforms 
have been accounted for. There's one Nightwing costume missing."

"Guess we're looking for 'Wing then." Arsenal chimed in. Batman greeted 
him with a glare as well. Looking at Flash, Arsenal just had to ask, 
"If he doesn't want us here then why did he ask us?"

"For him. I asked you for him." Batman stated flatly.

"Robin, tell me about Dr. Creep-n-crawl."

"Sounds like the guy is whacked."

"ROBIN."

"Okay Dick has a file on the guy but there's not much to it. Last entry 
was made last night at 10:42. Several homeless people and prostitutes 
have come up missing and Dick has traced them back to 'working' for 
this guy just before their disappearances. He was going to make a move 
on the guy last night."

"Where Robin? Tell me he logged in the location..."

In a quiet voice filled with emotion, Robin simply answered "No."

***

Superman had revised his searching sector since Oracle had informed him 
to check Bludhaven before Gotham. Superman continued his original 
search of clinics, hospitals and labs. X-raying every building was time 
consuming but he wasn't about to give up. Not only did he genuinely 
care about Nightwing, he also didn't want to be the one to tell Batman 
that his son couldn't be found.

At a lab on the outer limits of Bludhaven, Superman spotted something. 
His keen vision picked up Nightwing's costume lying on the floor of a 
ransacked room. By it's side were his boots, gauntlets and mask.

"BATMAN! Come in!"

Batman shivered inwardly at the tone in Superman's voice. 'Please let 
my boy be alive' he thought for the millionth time.

"I'm here Superman. What have you got?"

It seemed to Batman that it took an eternity for Superman to answer. In 
actuality it was only seconds.

"I'm at a place called Crawlington labs. Nightwing's costume is lying 
in the floor. No sign of him though. I scanned the entire building and 
don't see him."

"Any signs of injury?"

Superman knew Batman meant blood. He just couldn't bring himself to say 
it.

"No but there is a dart lying here too. Has just a hint of blood on its 
tip."

"Check the building again, I'm on my way."

***

Superman was surprised how quickly the Batman joined him at the lab. 
Saying nothing, Batman thoroughly examined Nightwing's costume and the 
surrounding area. The costume itself was tattered, as though it had 
been ripped from his body. Superman noted that he seemed particularly 
interested in some stray hairs found on the costume. Gathering them and 
the dart into evidence bags, Batman quickly moved on to the interior of 
the lab. 

"Looks like there was a heck of a struggle here." Superman observed. 
All the contents of the tabletop had been knocked to the floor. Broken 
glass lay scattered about. Batman went instantly to a splattering of 
blood, collecting samples. Superman was amazed that Batman still hadn't 
spoken. The next hour was consumed with the Dark Knight dusting for 
prints and gathering obscure pieces of evidence. Batman had almost 
completed the task when Superman called to him from another room.

Searching, he found Superman's persistent calling coming from the 
basement.

"What is it?" Batman growled. 

"Looks like there were people kept here. Like, like animals! 
Apparently, they were chained to the floor."

"DON'T touch anything!" Batman barked his order. He had only to glance 
about the room to see that Superman's assessment had been correct. 
There were several chains attached to the stone flooring. The stench of 
urine and human waste was overwhelming. Moving carefully, Batman dusted 
the entire area for prints, stopping only to give Superman a menacing 
glare when he attempted to touch a syringe that lay abandoned on the 
floor.

"Oookay. I guess I'm not doing much good here. I'm going to continue 
looking. Let me know what you find here." Superman paused waiting for 
some acknowledgment from the detective. The acknowledgment never came. 
Batman was far to consumed with the task before him, and in fact, 
Superman wasn't even sure if Batman had heard him at all.

"We will find him Batman."

Superman flew from the building and couldn't help a moment of pity that 
washed over him for Dick's captors. When Batman got through with them, 
there wasn't going to be enough to scrape up with the proverbial stick 
and spoon....

***

Daylight glowed over the landscape of Bludhaven, making the ugliness of 
the city invisible. Many evils where hidden from the light of day. 
Batman knew this far to well. He had always made it a practice not to 
patrol during the hours of dawn till dusk. This day however, he made an 
exception. Combing the streets around the vacuity of the lab, Batman 
again came up with no signs of his son.

"Batman, come in."

"What is it Robin?"

"We are all back at 'Wing's place. What do you want us to do now?"

Batman couldn't help but feel bad for his young partner. Robin 
considered Nightwing a brother. The two shared a close bond. He 
honestly didn't know how Robin would take it if the worse happened. 

"Get some sleep Robin. Find out who can stay to help us. Then divide 
them up into day and night shifts. Tell the day shift I want Crawlathon 
labs gone over with a fine tooth comb along with ANYTHING that 
Crawlathon is linked too. I will meet up with you tonight and we'll go 
over what we have. Try not to worry Robin. Knowing Nightwing he's 
probably... WHAT THE???"

Robin could hear the sound of squealing tires on the other end. He 
waited for an explanation, becoming more anxious by the second.

"BATMAN? What was that?"

"It's all right Robin. I think I hit a dog. I'm going to check on it, 
meet you tonight. Batman out."

"Well, what did the Batster say?" Arsenal quipped, trying hard not to 
show his concern for Nightwing. The two hadn't always been close but he 
had always known that 'Wing would be there for him. Now it was his turn 
to be there for 'Wing. No way, he thought, was he going to let him 
down.

"He said he hit a dog." Robin answered, his voice filled with 
disbelief. He couldn't imagine Batman losing control of a vehicle, let 
alone hitting a dog.

"About 'Wing kid! What did he say about Dick?" The Flash was famous for 
being impatient. This morning it was even worse than usual.

"Um, he said we keep working, all of us. NON STOP till Nightwing is 
found."

"Sounds like a plan to me! Let's get to it!" Arsenal chimed. 

***

Batman took a moment to get a deep breath. He was dreading what he 
would find under the Batmobile. He mentally cursed himself for not 
paying closer attention. He didn't need this, not now. Dick would jump 
all over him if he found out he had hit a dog. Dick, ever the circus 
kid at heart, was extremely fond of animals.

"Easy. I'm not going to hurt you." Batman bent down and gently touched 
the canine. Looking closer he realized that it wasn't a dog at all, but 
a wolf. A huge, midnight black wolf. Realizing this, Batman started to 
pull his hand back only to have it licked by his victim.

"A tame wolf? You are a beauty aren't you boy? Hmm, no collar, maybe 
you're not so tame after all. I didn’t hurt you did I?" Batman kept 
talking in a soothing tone, so he wouldn't frighten the animal any 
farther. He cautiously tried to stand the wolf on its feet and was 
greeted with a low mournful whine. As Batman removed his hands from the 
wolf's side he was shocked at the animals behavior. The wolf carefully 
climbed up into Batman's lap and licked him several times in the face. 
Once Batman started petting him around the neck, the wolf lay his head 
down on Batman's shoulder and fell fast asleep.

***

"MY WORD!" Alfred Pennyworth stood perfectly still inside the caverns 
below Stately Wayne Manor. He couldn't believe his eyes as Batman 
carefully carried the wounded animal over to the med lab inside the 
Batcave. 

"Leslie's on her way Alfred. Would you please assist her in fixing up 
our friend here."

"Where on earth did that beast come from?" Alfred gave the filthy wolf 
a disapproving glare.

"I almost hit him with the car. In fact, I'm afraid I may have bumped 
him with it. He needs care, just tend to him all right? I've got work 
to do." Batman turned away quickly, attempting to hide his concern for 
the son he had yet to find.

"What of Master Dick? Is there 'any' news sir?" Alfred followed Batman 
back to the main entrance of the cave, awaiting an answer as Batman 
pulled evidence out of the trunk. The two turned quickly as they heard 
a loud thud.

Batman was the first to reach the injured wolf.

"Hey there. You all right?" The animal looked stunned as it gazed back 
at him.

"He must have tried to jump down from the bed. It would appear that he 
does not want you to leave him." Alfred observed that Batman had 
stopped paying attention. All his being was focused on the animal 
before him.

"Master Bruce? What is it?"

"He has blue eyes Alfred. They're blue."

"Some canine's do possess blue eyes Master Bruce."

"Yes, I guess you're right. It's just..." Batman let his voice trail 
off as he removed his gloves and gently petted the matted fur. The 
animal lay at his feet, seemingly content.

“Alfred, see what you can do for him. If he’s in good enough shape, I’d 
like to take him with me when I go back out.”
 
“Well I must say, I favor that idea above you leaving him here sir.”

***

"It's a simple enough question dude!" Robin all but screamed at the 
wino. He had taken up residence in an abandoned building near the lab 
where Nightwing's clothes were found. "Have you seen ANYTHING 
suspicious lately?" Not for the first time in the last few hours did 
Robin start to get the feeling that he wasn't going to get answers. 
After scouring the streets all day in his alias as Alvin Draper and 
finding nothing useful, he was now back to being Robin. The change of 
costume didn't seem to have any effect on his luck or his mood.

"Lighten up kid! You've been around the ole Bat too long!" Arsenal 
placed a supportive hand on Robin's shoulder, trying to remind the 
youth that he wasn't alone. Together they would find Nightwing. Robin 
nodded and then forced himself to take a walk. He somehow felt it would 
be a fruitless effort, be he knew he had to try to get a better grip on 
his emotions.

"Now" Arsenal slipped the wino a fifty dollar bill, "Have you seen 
anything suspicious lately?" 
 
***

Oracle's slender fingers flew over the computer keyboard, checking and 
eliminating possibilities as quickly as they came to her sharp mind. 
She checked the files of the Bludhaven Police Department, the 
hospitals, and finally the morgue. Glad that the search had come up 
clean she moved on, running a list of known Doctors in Bludhaven 
County. This was more time consuming. Continuing her search she also 
attempted to narrow down the general area that the missing persons had 
all been in. Finding out as much as she could about each missing 
victim, looking for similarities. She did all this while keeping in 
constant contact with the Flash and Arsenal, which had both been given 
a handy dandy Bat wrist communicator.

"Oracle are you there?"

"Of course I am," came the anxious reply. "What have you got?"

"Found an old man that says he seen Nightwing last night."

"Hold On!"

Hitting a button Oracle spoke into Batman's earpiece.

"Batman! Arsenal found someone who saw Nightwing last night!"

"Patch me in to him."

Roy jumped as Batman's voice suddenly filled the otherwise deserted 
alley. 

"Harper where are you?"

"Uh, I'm in an alley. Hang on... okay I'm off of Grant Street. Near a 
liquor store."

"Batman?" Arsenal wasn't surprised when no answer was given. Looking 
around and speaking to no one in particular he grumbled, "That little 
so and so Bat hung up on me."

***
"OracleIthinkIfoundsomething!" 

Barbara Gordon jumped at Flash's excited voice. She had always liked 
Dick's friends, but since his disappearance she had gained an 
appreciative fondness of them.

"Easy Wally. You'll bust my speakers. Sloooow down and tell me what you 
have."

"Oh sorry Oracle! Batman assigned me to check out the residences of all 
the doctors and scientist on the list you created for us. I'm at a 
house off a deserted stretch of Macy Road; it’s the home of Dr. Emile 
Dorian. No one answered the door but there's a two-story window that's 
been busted out. Under the window I found a necklace like the one that 
'Wing wears sometimes. Has a half heart on it, with the words together 
forever. Half of together and half of forever are missing. I never 
could get him to tell me who he gave the other half to..."

Barbara sat still, memories of a happier time flooding her senses. Dick 
had given her the necklace on Valentine's Day, before he had left 
Bruce, Gotham and her behind. She had no idea that he still wore his. 

"Oracle did you hear me?"

"Yes, anything else Flash?"

"There's some blood here and.."

"AND WHAT?"

"I don't know Oracle, it looks like fur."

Without warning Batman's voice boomed in on the line.

"Copy that Flash. Touch nothing! I'm on my way."

***

"Hey Roy, where'd the kid go?" Flash joined Arsenal in the alley, 
holding a list of some kind.

"Went for a walk to clear his head. Man he's upset. I knew Wingster was 
growing really fond of this kid but Donna was telling me they have 
gotten to be almost inseparable. What do you have there?" Arsenal 
pointed to the list Flash was holding. 

"It's a computer print out. Seems to be a chemists Christmas want 
list."

"And here it’s not even Christmas. Guy must start bugging Santa early. 
Where did you find it?"

"It was in a stack of papers at the lab. Thought it might be useful. 
Did you find anything?"

"Yeah, a wino that says he's been seeing people go into the lab, always 
at night, and never sees them come back out. Says he's heard a lot of 
noise coming from there too. Said it sounds like dogs."

"Animal experiments?"

"Yeah probably, and maybe people experimenting too."

"Man! Don't EVEN say that."

"Where's Batman?"

"Um, I left him at a house in a deserted area off Macy Road. I found 
Nightwing's necklace on the ground along with some blood. I had the 
feeling the Bat wanted to work alone so I split to find you guys."

"Let's catch up to the bat. He's getting our help whether he wants it 
or not!"

***

Talking into a tiny recording device, Batman made his way around the 
two-story house. He noted everything from footprints to incoming mail, 
not yet picked up by the owner. The garbage can hadn’t revealed as much 
as he hoped but he had been able to ascertain that someone was eating a 
huge amount of meat, steaks to be exact. He also noted that no bones 
were thrown into the trash, only the packaging that the meat original 
came in. Watching silently was a serious pair of blue eyes. Eyes that 
grew more concerned the longer the Batman took. As he was finishing up 
his research, Batman did not hear the stealth quiet of the pack as it 
approached him. He had no idea of the impending danger but two blue 
watchful eyes knew immediately.

Turning, Batman realized that he was surrounded by a pack of angry, 
hungry wolves. The pack itself consisted of seven, each with teeth 
bared. Making no move, Batman could only watch as his companion, the 
midnight black wolf came to his aid. The pack was on the black wolf in 
moments. To Batman’s relief the animal more than held his ground, 
biting far more than he was bitten. Using the distraction to get to 
safety, he quickly made a run for the car. His companion leapt at a 
stray wolf that tried to block Batman's path. Once inside the car, 
Batman easily found what he was looking for, a gun and tranquilizer 
darts. Taking out three of the canines before the gun jammed, he was 
then jumped by two snarling wolves in the pack. His loyal companion was 
there to serve before he had time to register what had happened. 
Fighting off the others, the black wolf kept himself in front of the 
Batman at all times. The seeming leader of the pack, a huge gray wolf 
with yellow brown eyes, watched as the black wolf bravely stood his 
ground. He seemed to be waiting for his enemy to tire. As the black 
wolf defeated the others, one by one, the gray made his move. Jumping 
at the black’s neck, the gray went for the kill. Batman spun around and 
landed a kick to the gray's head with enough force that he let go of 
his prey. He then turned on the Batman and was on him in seconds. The 
two wrestled on the ground with the Batman putting his hands and arms 
up to protect his face and neck. The weary black wolf made another 
faithful attempt to save the Batman. With lightening speed, despite his 
injuries, the black wolf tackled the gray, grabbing his throat and 
biting down hard until the other no longer struggled. 

Backing away from the severally injured gray wolf, the black came face 
to face with the Dark Knight. As he bent down to see the extent of the 
black's injuries, they both heard the Flash run up carrying Arsenal. 
The situation looked dire to the friends as they observed a blood 
soaked Batman in front of a huge black wolf. Arsenal quickly drew his 
bow, releasing the arrow before Batman could stop him. Batman heard 
himself scream "NOOOOOO" and with no time to think, he acted on 
instinct. Lunging forward he threw his body between the arrow and the 
wolf.

"Oh my God!" Roy whispered, rushing to the Batman's side.

"Oracle! Get Superman to Macy Road, FAST! Batman has been injured and I 
don't think running him back to Gotham is such a good idea" Wally 
screamed into the arm communicator. He watched with a feeling of 
helplessness as his friend knelt beside the detective. A pooling of 
blood had started to collect at his side. The two were surprised when 
the wolf came and lay down beside him, placing his head on Batman's 
chest.

"Better get animal control out here too. Got several injured dogs here, 
although they look like wolves. What would wolves be doing in the 
city?" Wally asked, talking fast into the wrist communicator, not 
really expecting an answer.

"Help's on the way boys, do what you can for him and keep me informed. 
Oracle out."

Superman arrived within seconds but they feared that even that might be 
to long. Batman was losing far too much blood and his breathing was 
raspy and extremely audible. The arrow still lodged in Batman's lung 
was taking its toll. Superman instantly had his cape off, covering 
Batman in an attempt to keep him from going into shock. Scooping him up 
gently Superman flew towards Gotham City. The Flash grabbed his partner 
Arsenal who was experiencing a bad case of shock himself. The pair went 
as fast as the Flash's super-speed would carry them. They arrived at 
the Batcave just behind Superman, who had already deposited Batman and 
had left again to pick up Dr. Leslie Thompkins from the clinic in 
Gotham.

Alfred was bent over the Batman, undressing him and applying IV's and 
monitors to his unmoving form. Flash noticed that Arsenal kept pacing 
and mumbling that he was sorry. The arrow was meant for the wolf. Why 
Batman would perform such a seemingly suicidal move was beyond them. 
Batman began to stir, slowly at first and then with determination and 
force.

"DICK!"

“Everything is all right sir. I am here. Please Master Bruce, lie 
back.” Alfred Pennyworth gently pushed on the Batman's shoulders trying 
to persuade him to obey.

"Alfred, find him. Find Night... wolf."


***

Lying behind the Batmobile, an exhausted ebony canine lay, with spirit 
close to defeated. Hunger plagued him and his dynamic form begged for 
rest. Dizzy spells still came to him often, along with longer bouts of 
mental confusion. Whatever was happening to him was getting stronger, 
his own thoughts often jumbled now. He realized he needed help, needed 
to find the evil that did this to him, so he could restore not only his 
body but his fleeting sanity as well. His thoughts however, kept going 
to the Batman, as the arrow flew in seemingly slow motion. 

The approaching car brought the wolf from its thoughts. An animal 
control vehicle pulled up along side the Batmobile. He knew he should 
run, and he tried. Weakness due to loss of blood however, made it 
impossible. As the two men forced him into the caged back of the 
vehicle, the wolf could only stare at the bloody spot where the Batman 
had laid a few minutes before.

“Joe, you think these wolves are wild?” The animal control specialist 
asked his co-worker as they continued collecting the injured animals.

“Have to be, nobody in the city’s going to own a wolf. Shame too, guess 
we’ll have to euthanize them. In the shape they are in, we're doing 
them a favor.”

“Yeah, no need waiting on the usual time period, it’s not like anyone 
is going to adopt them. We’ll start putting them to sleep as soon as we 
get back.”

Inside the cage, the black wolf looked at his trapped cellmates with 
sadness. He wondered if they understood what fate was about to befall 
them. A flash of memory of Batman petting him, while he slept in his 
arms, overcame him. He missed the safeness he had felt then. He laid 
down, with his weary head on his mighty front paws, finding comfort 
only in that memory.

***

The boy's screams went on unheard, as the doctor continued his madness. 
Robin's young body shook vigorously and he couldn't seem to stop it. A 
pain like he had never experienced went through him, seeming to cause 
his senses to explode all at once. Suddenly he could scream no longer, 
could do nothing but watch as the doctor brought over a second shot to 
inject him with. His young eyes growing wider the closer the doctor 
came to him, he tried in vain to pull at the chains that held him. 

"In the end, it does little good to fight me. If you could only ask 
Nightwing how futile his attempts were."

"Wha..what did you do to.." Try as he might, Robin couldn't say more.

"To Nightwing? Why, I did the same that I'm about to do for you. I gave 
him the chance to make medical history, to make his existence mean 
something. Soon my research will be complete and I can change the world 
with my findings. I will show all those that laughed at me! They called 
me insane, because I alone have a vision for the future. With what I 
bring to genetic engineering, I will change mankind forever."

"Night..wing." Robin managed to whisper.

"Oh do not grieve for him little one. He put up a valiant struggle! He 
had the fight of ten men in him. It is no wonder that the Bat had 
enlisted his aid. He was the pride of my research, a true masterpiece. 
Now it's time for you to join him..."

***

"How is he?" Oracle asked Flash over the tiny communicator. Even with 
her voice masked, he could still hear the tension 
that flowed from her.

"He's finally out. He put up one hell of a struggle. Keep raving about 
finding that black wolf. Do you know what that's about?"

"Negative, but if it means that much to Batman then that's your new 
mission. You and Arsenal go to the pound and retrieve that black wolf."

"Copy that Oracle. We're on our way."

***

"Get back away from him Joe!" Tony Sanders had been in animal control 
for over nine years. In all that time he had never seen an animal put 
up as big a fight as this one. It had started when he and his co-worker 
Joe had tried to take a gray wolf down the corridor to be put to sleep. 
The black wolf had jumped up and threatened to attack. He was obviously 
protecting the gray wolf with all the fight left in him. Tony had been 
impressed that the Black had not attacked them but instead stood his 
ground, growling with teeth bared as a warning.

"I've got the tranq gun. Move and let me knock him out. Then we'll 
carry him to the chamber first. He must be their leader." Tony moved a 
little closer to manage a clear shot. With lightning speed the black 
wolf attacked his hand, gripping it with his teeth until the 
tranquilizer gun was dropped. With that accomplished the wolf took the 
gun in his mouth and dropped it behind the rest of the wolves. To 
retrieve it would mean facing down all of them. Tony started to slowly 
back up when a reddish brown wolf attacked him. Before Joe could come 
to his aid, the black wolf had grabbed the red wolf and was pulling him 
off of Tony.

"Man, I seen it but I don't believe it!" Joe stated as he pulled Tony 
out of the cage by his arm.

"Are you all right Tony?"

"Yeah thanks to the black. Joe this is no ordinary wolf we've got 
here."

***

Vomiting profusely, Robin almost choked from being to weak to lift his 
head. The pain was increasing to the point that death would have become 
a welcomed relief. He chided himself mentally for the thought. 'I bet 
Dick didn't just give up'. Robin found courage in thinking of his older 
surrogate brother. He refused to believe that Nightwing was dead as the 
doctor had led him to believe. In Robin's eyes, Nightwing was larger 
than life, infallible. He refused to think otherwise. The hope that 
Nightwing still lived was all he had left to cling to. 'He's alive, I 
know he is, and when he finds me, I won't be crying like a girl!' Set 
in his new resolve, Robin held firm to his belief that his surrogate 
father and brother would find him in time.

Checking him over, the doctor shook his head in disgust. Writing down 
something on a pad he studied Robin's breathing.

"Well little one, I have some rather bad news for you."

Robin continued to eye the doctor, wondering what he had planned for 
next.

"Apparently the initial shot was far to strong for you. You are having 
an allergic reaction. It's a shame that you are not going to make it. 
You would have made a strong addition to the pack. So brave, it's a 
pity."

Robin felt another wave of nausea hit him as he realized that the 
doctor was saying he was dying.

"Still I can do nothing to put you out of your misery. I must observe 
your side effects and record the time it takes for your life force to 
expire. The good news for you is it shouldn't be long now."


***

"Superman come in."

"I'm here Oracle."

 "How's Batman?"

"He's the stubbornness son of a gun I've ever met! He can't get up so 
he had Alfred make him some kind of portable lab on the tabletop that a 
dinner tray should be going on. He's impossible!"

Oracle allowed herself an understanding laugh.

"I'm going to round up all the wolves in the Bludhaven/Gotham City 
area. I'm building a holding area to put them in out near where we 
found Batman earlier. It's isolated enough that it shouldn't disturb 
anyone."

"Why are you rounding up wolves?"

"Do I look like I know? Batman insists that if I don't, he'll get up 
and do it himself. So looks like I'm going."

"Good choice under the circumstances. Batman is even harder to get 
along with when he's injured. Listen Superman, have you by any chance 
seen Robin lately?" 

"No why?"

"I'm getting worried. He hasn't checked in and he's not answering his 
wrist comm. Arsenal reported earlier that Robin was very upset about 
Nightwing and was taking all this hard. He said Robin went for a walk 
to clear his head. No one has heard from him since."

A long pause followed, making Oracle wonder what was wrong.

"Superman? Are you there?"

"Yes Oracle. Hang on." 

In the background Oracle could here Batman using *the voice* on Alfred, 
to no avail. 

"Those boys need me Alfred!"

"MASTER BRUCE! I SAID LIE BACK!" 

Superman blinked in surprise at Alfred's authoritative voice and the 
way Bruce lowered his eyes and slumped his shoulders in submission.

"You will do them more good here. Now stop this foolishness at once! 
Resume your laboratory studies and do not force me to give you a 
sedative!"

With a sudden burst of energy, Batman looked up at Superman and 
challenged.

"What are you looking at? Go out there and find them damn it!"

Oracle's smile lit up her face as she heard Superman sigh and then 
reply, "Yes Bruce, right away Bruce."


***

Looking at the two costumed men that walked into the shelter, Tony 
shook his head. "What now?" He muttered.

"Excuse me sir. We are looking for a wolf."

"Which one? I have eight of them."

Arsenal answered, trying hard not to let the guilt over what happened 
earlier get to him.

"This wolf is jet black. Beautiful and huge."

"And super intelligent?" Tony asked.

Arsenal and Flash exchanged looks with one another, unsure of what the 
man meant.

"We've got him all right. Although I'd like to know how you plan to get 
next to him. That one's a scrapper."

"That is a good question Flash. How are we going to get him?"

Wally West opened the cage door slowly and despite his reputation as 
Flash for being the fastest man alive, he did not see the black wolf 
until it jumped him.

"FLASH!" Arsenal screamed as he ran into the cage.

To their disbelief, the black wolf stood on top of Wally but instead of 
attacking he was wagging his tail. Flash was the first to regain his 
speech abilities.

"See Arsenal, I told you it wouldn't be a problem. Animals like me."

"Well, I'm glad somebody does." Arsenal quipped.

***

"Come in Oracle."

"I'm here Arsenal, go ahead." Oracles voice sounded stressed to the 
max. It was so full of sadness that it made the black wolf ache to be 
near her. The thought of her vanilla scented hair breezed across his 
senses. Suddenly the Batmobile was filled with uncontrollable barking.

"Shut him up Wally!"

"Yeah right! Why don't you tell him to shut up?"

The barking continued until Oracle had reached her breaking point.

"QUITE!" She screamed. Instantly the wolf stopped and with a soft 
whine, licked the monitor in the dashboard of the Batmobile.

"Wow Oracle, you really have a way with man and beasts!" Flash quipped.

"Yeah I think he's sweet on you." Arsenal chimed in.

"Shut up both of you. I don't have time for this." She snapped.

"Sorry Oracle. We have the wolf as you have seen and we left the others 
for Superman to pick up as you requested. What now?"

"Batman wants that wolf back at the cave. Although why he's chasing 
canines when his son is missing is beyond me. Drop him off, as soon as 
possible; so maybe we can get some real work accomplished! Oracle out!"

"Whoa. She's ticked." Arsenal whispered.

"Me too actually. What is it with the wolves already? Why won't Batman 
ever tell us anything? I don't see how Dick puts up with him."

"Yeah, I know. Batman is a totally ass." Arsenal answered as Flash 
nodded his agreement.

Both men were startled when the wolf began to growl.

"What's he mad about?" Flash asked.

"Why are you asking me? You are the one that animals like remember? All 
I said was that Batman is a.."

"ROFF! GRRRRRR!" Was the black wolf's answer.

"It's Batman. He doesn't want you talking about Batman." 

"Oh don't be ridiculous. He can't understand what I'm saying." As the 
wolf continued his glare and low growl, Arsenal added, "Can he?"

***
"What are you doing back here?" Batman snapped, never looking up from 
his microscope.

Superman tried once again to remind himself that Batman was worried and 
hurt. Still, Superman mused, Batman could try the patience of a Saint.

"I collected all the wild wolves. Fifty-seven in all, including three 
pups."

"Did you say pups?" Batman asked, looking up with a shocked expression.

"Yes. Would you please tell me what all this is about? I'm more than 
tired of being left in the dark on this. If you want my help then you 
better spill it Bruce. NOW!"

The roar of the Batmobile's engine came screeching to a halt. As soon 
as the door was opened, the black wolf flew past them in a blur as he 
ran straight to Batman's bedside and jumped up on it.

"Thank God!" Bruce whispered as he pulled the wolf into an embrace and 
held him close. He hadn't realized that he had attracted a crowd as 
Alfred, Leslie, Superman, Flash, and Arsenal watched in confusion and 
surprise. Even Oracle's face filled the Batcomputer screen and she 
couldn't help but comment on the reunion.

"Good, you've got the precious wolf back. Now can we look for Dick? I'm 
warning you Bruce if you don't do something soon, I'll go find him 
myself!"

"Are you hurt?" Batman asked the wolf softly. Gently he ran his hands 
along the wolf's body looking for injuries. The wolf who was more than 
happy to be reunited, Continuously licked Batman in the face.

"Bruce, I must insist you get that animal off the bed. It's not good 
for you, especially in your condition." Leslie scowled at him but 
noticed it had no effect on him whatsoever. He continued to act as 
though he and the wolf were the only ones in the room.

"You scared me, you know that?" Batman put his hands around the gruff 
of the wolf's neck and pulled at it teasingly. The wolf wagged his tail 
and playfully put a paw on Batman's arm.

"HELLO! Earth to BATMAN! Nightwing is still missing and now so is 
Robin. What are you going to do?" Oracle demanded.

The wolf started to bark; it was obvious he was anxious about 
something. When Batman answered, he addressed the wolf instead of 
Oracle.

"Yes, Tim is missing. I'm not sure how long. He was last seen in an 
alley by the lab. He took off on foot. Do you think you can track him 
son?"

With the term of affection 'son' being used, everyone looked at one 
another. Batman continued to ignore them.

"Okay, Alfred will get you Tim's shirt. Track him and bring him home. 
By the time you get back I should have this antidote ready."

The wolf put one paw on each of Batman's shoulders and then laid his 
head down. It was clear that he was giving him a hug. The onlookers in 
the room witnessed it in shock.

"I know son. I'm glad you're okay too." Batman whispered as he again 
hugged the wolf. When his eyes began to grow misty, he cleared his 
throat and got back to business.

"Nightwolf, go find Robin!"

The wolf barked his happy reply.

***

Superman flew Nightwolf to the place that Robin had last been seen. 
Flash and Arsenal were still finding it hard to believe that their best 
friend was now in the shape of a wolf. As Nightwolf tracked, the three 
of them tried to understand it all.

"So this is supposed to be Nightwing?" Flash asked Superman, hoping for 
some answers.

"That's what I got out of it. Although Batman wouldn't tell me anything 
directly." Superman answered.

"Yeah what's with that anyway? Batman is a royal pain in the.." Before 
Arsenal could finish his sentence, Nightwolf stopped tracking long 
enough to growl at him and give him a hard glare.

"Okay, geesh! I didn't say it." Arsenal defended.

"Yeah but you were thinking it!" Flash grinned.

"So where you!" Arsenal shot back.

***

Robin's breath was coming in hard wheezing now. In and out of 
consciousness, Tim tried to fight against the pain and fear. He could 
feel his body giving out on him. Could feel death close at hand. He 
wasn't even sure anymore if that was a bad thing. His thoughts kept 
drifting back to Nightwing. Was he dead? He prayed he wasn't but if so, 
Tim looked forward to being reunited with him on the other side. It was 
the only comfort he had.

The doctor's morbid comments barely registered through the fog inside 
his mind. Breathing was too much of a chore now and Robin closed his 
eyes for what he hoped would be the last time.

***

"He's having a fit. This must be the place." Flash noted.

Bending down Superman made eye contact with the wolf. "Lead the way 
Dick!" He whispered.

Nightwolf lead them through what appeared to be an abandoned house, 
going down into the basement. Doctor Emile Dorian stood in front of 
Robin. Nightwolf was on him before he even knew he was there. With his 
sharp teeth and claws cutting into the doctor's flesh, blood splashed 
out in ever direction. Enjoying the revenge, Nightwolf continued to 
maim the man that had hurt his brother.

"Superman stop him, Nightwolf is going to kill that guy!" Flash 
shouted.

Superman ran to Nightwolf trying to get him off the doctor, but 
Nightwolf retaliated by biting him. Superman felt no pain, but was 
surprised that Dick would attempt to hurt him. He had clearly lost 
control.

"Stop it! That's enough! We have Robin now; we have to tend to him. Do 
you understand? We have to get him to Batman. That's what's important 
right now."

The black wolf stopped his attack and ran to Robin. His tail tucked 
between his legs and his ears pinned down, he lay beside the young boy 
and whined.

"Flash, you and Arsenal take care of things here. I'm taking these two 
to the cave." With that Superman swept both Robin and the wolf up into 
his arms and was gone.

***

Despite Alfred and Leslie's arguments, Batman left his bed and went to 
his two surrogate sons. He had been relieved to see that Robin was 
still in human form but as he approached him, it was obvious that the 
boy was in extreme trouble. His breathing was almost non-existent. 
Nightwolf, looked defeated, as though he knew how close to death Robin 
was. Taking Robin into his arms, Batman carried him to the med lab in 
the cave. Alfred and Leslie attached the monitors as Batman pulled out 
his vials of serum, hoping that it was the antidote he was seeking. 

"I hate to make him a guinea pig, but I don't have much of a choice. 
Leslie would you please administer this. I can't seem to get my hands 
to steady." Batman handed Dr. Leslie Thompkins what he prayed would be 
a cure for the boy who had come to mean the world to him. Looking down 
at his oldest 'son' he took a deep breath. 

"I hate to make you a guinea pig too. I was going to test this on the 
others first but we don't have the time. If my conclusions from 
Dorian's paperwork are correct, then after seventy-two hours you will 
be forced to stay in wolf form forever. You are dangerously close to 
that deadline. Dick I don't know what to do. This could cure you, but 
it could kill you if you have an adverse reaction to it." Batman's 
voice was shaky and full of doubt. Nightwolf stood up on his back paws 
and took the vial from Batman's hand. Carrying it to Alfred, he then 
went to the table and picked up an injection needle and dropped it in 
Alfred's lap.

"It is clear sir, that he wishes to proceed." Alfred said as he began 
to prepare the shot.

Batman dropped to his knees and held the wolf, stroking his fur gently, 
offering what reassure he could. The wolf licked him and refused to 
look at Alfred as the shot was given. Once it was accomplished, the 
wolf jumped onto the bed beside Tim and laid his head on the young 
boy's wheezing chest.

***

"Master Bruce, telephone for you sir. It is Miss Barbara." Alfred 
handed Bruce the cordless phone, refusing to let him get up out of bed. 
Bruce's wounds were very serious in their own right and Alfred had 
threatened to knock him out completely if he didn't behave.

Holding the phone for a long moment, Bruce did not speak. Words for 
what he felt in his heart, again refusing to come to his lips.

"Bruce? Are you there?"

"Yes Barbara, I'm here."

"How are they?" Her anxious voice all but screamed.

"They are resting. Tim's vitals are getting stronger. Leslie says he's 
going to make it."

"And Dick?"

"Dick is a very hungry human again. He has been eating almost non-stop 
since he woke up and found out that Tim would be all right. He wouldn't 
touch a bite until he knew Tim was okay."

"So he's not a wolf anymore?"

Bruce glanced over at his son who was stuffing potato chips in his 
mouth at rapid speed. Smiling to himself he answered her.

"No, he's totally back to the Dick we know and love."

"Did you say love? Since when do you speak that word?" Barbara asked 
only half joking.

"Don't be mean Barbara.  I have had a rough few days too. It's not easy 
watching your son turn into a flea bag."

With his last statement made, Dick threw the now empty potato chip bag 
at him. Which being stuck in the bed, he was unable to totally dodge as 
it hit him in the face. Taking the phone away from Bruce, Dick's soft 
sexy voice whispered in her ear. "So how about it beautiful? You and me 
and the moonlight, I'll show you how to howl." Barbara laughed as she 
cried tears of relief. Yes, she thought, he is back...