Killed by the Hulk

I was crushed by the Hulk on Hacknor, trying to help out that idiot Conner Kent. Hn. All that, and he lost and was kicked off that stupid game. I woke up and in some regeneration machine with Private Hudson staring at me.

“Wow! Batman is... um who are you again?"

“This isn't real it's only a dream." I tell him.

“Oh yeah... I need to stop eating pizza before bed." He moans.

That was easy; I'd better put on my mask before someone else sees me without it. I use the transporter back to Earth then I return to Gorham, where Alfred decides to play mother hen.

“Master Bruce you were crushed you need to take it easy for a few days, perhaps brag about The Dark Knight's success?"

" Hn. Alfred I'm not Stark. Besides Robin, and Jason are is missing... I need to find them."

“You need to relax after such an experience sir, not beating up muggers that are way too stressful."

Staying here is what's stressful. At least the Titans are gone looking for Robin like I should be doing. Maybe this won't be so bad... what the? Damn it Cassandra put some clothes on!

That's it! I'm off to beat muggers, and whoever asks me what I’ve done to desrve the Steakhouse Burger that's how I relive stress after that I'm finding Both Robins, The lost one, and the good one.