After the Auction of Superman's embarrassment (and after Lois let him back into their home) the superhero community went back to normal or the closest equivalent of normal for them. Until one dark day when a new message was posted on the use net board…
In Bludhaven Dick Grayson looked at that message and began to whimper. "I am so dead."
In Gotham Batman scowled at the Bat-Computer's screen. "I can't believe they are trying again!"
In Titans Tower Starfire was at the main computer and yelled, "Donna, Toni, Jesse! Get over here you have got to read this!!!"
In her apartment Helena Bertinelli rubbed her hands together in glee and began to type her suggestions.
The message was as follows:
WHO WILL BE THE NEXT LUCKY SUPERHERO TO DONATE HIS/HER DIGNETY FOR THE SAKE OF CHARITY? WE WILL LET YOU DECIDE! THE FIVE NAMES WITH THE HIGHEST VOTES WILL BE POSTED AND THE HIGHEST BID WILL CHOOSE FROM THAT LIST TO ASK ANY 100 QUESTIONS HE/SHE WISHES… SUPERMAN IS EXCLUDED FROM THIS AUCTION
VOTES ARE TO BE SENT AS SPECIFIC REPLYS TO THIS POSTING ON THIS LIST. VOTING WILL LAST ONE WEEK.
"Oracle." Muttered Batman, "I thought you insured that this would never happen again?" If looks could kill, the monitor would have exploded ten minutes ago.
Oracle looked completely innocent, a little too innocent from Batman's point of view.
"You're in on this one aren't you?" Growled Batman.
"It was just too good to pass up. Besides all the money is going to the people who need it, and it's a lot more fun than simply writing a check." She paused and decided to throw him a tidbit of information. "You and Nightwing are leading the pack 3 to 1 from your closest competitors" Smiled Oracle evilly.
Batman's eyes got huge. "No…" He muttered
Oracle nodded. "Yep. The SW's and Wonder Woman will be doing the actual questioning though, on behalf of the lucky winner."
Batman quickly cut off his communication with Oracle to triple the Bat Cave's defenses. As if it would, or could, stop the three women behind this mayhem.
"Who's leading the pack?" Gaped Belle Anderson as she stared at Oracle via her laptop computer.
"So far it's a close tie between Nightwing and Batman." Smirked Oracle, "I dropped that tidbit on Batman and he ran off so fast… I think he's tripling his defenses."
Belle cackled with glee, "Oh this was a brilliant idea Babs! SW, Wondy and I were at our wits end on how to pick the next victim!"
Barbara snickered, "He told me to stop you guys, but this plan was so good and so evil I just had to join in."
Belle didn't need clarification on whom Barbara was talking about, "I'll get the others together as soon as we figure out who the lucky guy or gal is. Who does it look like so far?"
Oracle checked the program she had created to tabulate and keep track of all the votes. "Let's see the lucky five are all male, and they are, Nightwing, Batman, Green Lantern, Arsenal, and Guy Gardener?" Oracle frowned at the last name.
Belle raised an eyebrow, "Methinks Black Canary is stuffing the ballot box…"
Oracle rolled her eyes before signing off.
In Titans Tower there was a slight reunion going on…
"Kory this is so mean," Admonished Troia, "it's fun…but mean!"
The six-foot alien snickered as she tapped on the keypad with Jesse Quick, Argent, and Flamebird, looking over her shoulder. "He's got it coming." Muttered Kory between snickers.
"What happened to just blasting at him with a few starbolts?" Asked Troia.
"I learned from Nightwing that being subtle does have its advantages." Grinned Kory as she joined her three cohorts in laughter.
The next day the males of the superhero community quaked with fear as the top five picks for the next Auction were posted, many sighed with relief, five selected however where looking for routes out of the country and maybe off the planet…
"BABS!" Yelled Nightwing into the computer screen, "You gotta save me!"
Barbara Gordon was trying hard not to giggle Nightwing looked desperate. Over the past week Starfire had the most evil look on her face whenever he was at the tower, and the fact Flamebird was also visiting, and Donna almost had a pitying look on her face told Nightwing exactly HOW he got on the list.
"Sorry Boy Wonder." Replied Oracle, "But I can't help you here, the rules forbid it."
"Rules…" Whimpered Nightwing, "Your in on it to?!"
Oracle nodded before Nightwing turned off the connection to find a good place to hide.
The five possible victims were Batman, Nightwing, Flash, Green Lantern and Arsenal. It went without saying that the five men were very, very scarce when the bidding began, it was fast and furious, until Oracle reported that five bidders had teamed up for on hell of a final bid. Before that bid went out there was some unusual internet traffic between Titans Tower and Gotham City. The rules forbade the would-be victims from bidding in an effort to save themselves or each other. So when the announcement came that the winner had been chosen the five victims vanished.
ShadowWing looked at her laptop with avid interest with Spirit Wolf and Wonder Woman behind her. "Well oh wise Oracle, who is the lucky victim and who won the bidding?"
Oracle snickered, well as best as a computer graphic could snicker since Wonder Woman was in the room. "Let's see Nightwing was the selected target…" Oracle had to pause for ShadowWing's whoop of joy, "and your gonna love who made up these questions. Five people teamed up on this one each submitted 20 questions. They are Starfire, Jesse Quick, Argent, Flamebird, and the Huntress."
Spirit sputtered, "How'd they afford a bid that size?"
"Let's see between what ever cash Kory had in her accounts from her modeling days, Huntress's inheritance for her family, Argent's stash of cash from her family and Jupiter, and the fact Jesse owns her own large corporation…" Snickered Wonder Woman.
"They could easily afford it, which explains the fast and furious bidding until all five realized they were bidding on the same guy and decided to tag team him." Oracle snickered, "I've read the questions, Nightwing will be a wreck after this is done."
ShadowWing's eyes got huge, "Oh wow, we may want to videotape this session, it's gonna be good!" The trio of woman giggled insanely before setting out to Bludhaven.
Meanwhile in Bludhaven, Nightwing was keeping a very low profile. Extremely low profile, so low he could barely be seen. This was the night, Babs refused to say who got picked, but did warn him that this would be the night that the victim would be grabbed. As he snuck around he heard a loud high-pitched scream. Forgetting his problems for a moment he raced off to the source of the cry and soon discovered a young blond girl being terrorized by a thug wielding a bowie knife down a dark alley.
With his escirma stick ready to throw he launched himself at the attacker and found himself stopped short in midair. "Ooff!" He gasped and he looked to see what he was caught on, it was the golden lasso. He cringed and whimpered, "Oh no…"
The blond pulled off her wig and ShadowWing stepped out of the disguise, Spirit Wolf also shed the padding, hat and overcoat of her disguise. "Guess what Winger?" Cackled ShadowWing.
A few minutes later they had Nightwing tied to a chair with the Lasso while ShadowWing opened the first of five envelopes. "Do I get to find out who won me?" He growled.
Wonder Woman smiled, "Starfire, Argent, Huntress, Flamebird and Jesse Quick."
"Oh no, have mercy please!!!" Yelled Nightwing as ShadowWing pulled out several pieces of paper.
"Nope none for you today!" Chirped Spirit as she pulled the papers from ShadowWing, "Number One: Do you wear underwear under you costume?" After the stunned silence all around Nightwing answered.
"Yes." Came the small voiced reply.
ShadowWing yanked the papers back, "Next question… Oh wait I'm not sure I can ask this, the answer may get him killed…"
"By whom?" Asked Wonder Woman.
"What is it?" Yelled Spirit.
"It involves Starfire and Mirage and that's all I'm say about it…"
"Starfire, all the way." Muttered Nightwing.
ShadowWing looked back at the paper, "Yep he answered it! Next question!"
After two more hours of the most personal questions imaginable Nightwing was finally let go. Every female he had ever talked to was either gonna kill him or snicker at him for the rest of his life…
The next morning Nightwing slowly crept into the Titans Tower, thankfully the first person he met was Arsenal, "Oh man! They got you didn't they?" Yelled the archer as he guided his friend into the lounge.
Nightwing nodded and thumped his head on the table. "I am so dead, I am so embarrassed, the SW's are the ones behind the Auctions and they got me good…"
Arsenal winced and was thankful he wasn't tagged, "Ouch, I think you need a stiff drink pal." As Arsenal left to get the fried hero strong one, Argent strolled in humming a happy tune. Nightwing looked up long enough to give her a glare.
Argent grinned and gave his costumed form a look over. "I was so sure that the answer to number one was 'no'." At that exact moment Arsenal came back holding a glass just in time to see Nightwing's face turn beet red and Argent walking out giggling with glee.
Arsenal gave up a silent prayer that Troia wouldn't try and get him tagged next…
End