Not My Father
The night was a slow one and Robin was wondering just how longer the case could be played out. Here they were, waiting.
Bruce had pulled him away from his own research just an hour before for the case currently on the backlit streets of Gotham. Tim didn't really mind, though he was wishing he had thought to bring the article by Lois Lane to read more while they were waiting on this stakeout. The Ritzi gang (he had thought to ask about the name, but just got a long shake of the head from his older brother) was lying low for some reason in its normally 'loud' exchanges on the streets. Batman didn't know the reason and he needed to know. So the calm of the stony cold office had to be disturbed.
In this case, Tim could almost see Bruce smirking and muttering, 'Who better than him?'
Though this Robin was not a party animal, Dick could definitely qualify where Tim didn't. Every time the trio found themselves in this type of situation, the current Boy Wonder could see why the
Closure [Young Justice Animated - Dick, Bruce]Thanks to time zone differences, it was late Christmas Eve by the time Robin and the others returned to Mount Justice from their "mission" in Europe. With Wally insisting that the group stick around for a round of carols, eggnog, and exchanging Secret Santa gifts especially after he'd come all the way over, and convinced Kaldur and Zatanna to do the same Robin's return to Gotham was delayed for a further few hours. Fortunately, Dick had previously informed Alfred that he'd be spending Christmas Eve, and the days preceding it, with the Team at Mount Justice. There was some truth to it. Kind of.Closure [Young Justice Animated - Dick, Bruce]2 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Even so, once the last bit of gift-wrap had been cleared, Robin decided it wasn't prudent to linger, and gathered up his Secret Santa gift with great care. It was a fancy Martian memory globe from M'gann: it portrayed whatever memory or image you thought of while rubbing it, and would continue to do so until you "changed" the memory. Too. Cool.
"Gotta get back, guys," Dic
Who You AreWho You Are3 years ago in Humor More Like This
Set after Robin Year One.
Summary: After returning to the Bat-Cave from a dead-end mission and a talk with Gordon, Bruce learns Who He Is to the young child who fights beside him as the Boy Wonder.
Disclaimer: I don't own Batman & Robin.
Seriously, did they honestly think they were surprising them?
An empty street on the outskirts of Gotham had lead the Dynamic Duo to a dead end at an outlet from the Gotham river and now the thugs of the ghost town had suddenly decided to become territorial.
"Get the freaks!"
Obviously alienated from the normal winds of news and gossip of the rest of the city...
"I call the ugly one!" a voice chirped as a bright form popped out of the shadows of the creaky buildings and attacked a mugger from behind.
"But-they were just in front of us!" one thug with a non-working chainsaw turned and received a dark colored, steel toed boot to the jaw.
Raising Robin Chapter OneRaising RobinRaising Robin Chapter One2 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Disclaimer: I own nothing
A/N: Guys I think this is going to turn into one of my horrifically dark fan fictions. Also check out the poll on my profile to vote on which fanfiction should be updated
Chapter one: Together and Alone
The Batman stands on top of Wayne tower his cape blowing behind him. It's a freezing night, not that this is anything uncommon in Gotham. Beneath the cowl Bruce Wayne holds a heavy expression. He wonders where the boy is, Dick Grayson, what's happening to him.
Bruce remembers what happened three weeks ago so clearly. As clearly as the death of his own parents. How could he allow this to happen? He is the BATMAN! He is supposed to protect people, save people. He did this all to make sure no children would end up like he did.
And yet somewhere there is a child suffering. And he was there! He should have done something! He should have stopped it! He failed again. Bruce throws his head up and screams.
Raising Robin IntroRaising RobinRaising Robin Intro2 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Disclaimer: I own nothing
A/N: this is a rewrite of my old fanfiction Steps to A Hero .
Prologue: End of the Flying Graysons
Why is it that when people think of the last moments of life they think things slow down? To Richard John Grayson time sped up as his parents feel to their deaths. They moved at super speed, to fast for anyone to do anything to make it better, to make it stop.
The sound of breaking bodies could somehow be heard over the mess of the circus tent as people screamed and children cried. All Dick can do is stand frozen at the top of the platform. Is eyes, so bright blue, are wide and full of fear and horror. He skinny limps are shaking as his face is frozen in a scream that won't come to voice.
Everything speeds up so fast and then just stops. The whole god damn world just stops in its tracks to stare at the mangled, broken, dead bodies of Mary and John Grayson. Like its some kind of show and Dick swears he sees a flash go off somewhere in
Bruce's Raging Cold [Bruce, Dick]"I'm going out on patrol," Batman growls.Bruce's Raging Cold [Bruce, Dick]2 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
The intended effect of Robin cowering in fear is lost as his words are punctuated by a coughing fit. (Never mind that Robin never actually cowers at anything Batman says. Sickness allows Bruce a measure of plausible deniability, if nothing else.)
"That's quite a cough you've got there, big guy." Dick's indulgent grin would be more appropriate as bestowed by guardian to ward rather than the reverse, not that Bruce ever smiles at anyone indulgently. "I bet Penguin's goons will be terrified."
"Indeed, Master Dick." Note to self: find a new, non-treacherous butler. One that won't ply him with herbal tonics that look like liquified death. Before that, however
"It's not too late for me to send you back to the circus, chum," Bruce threatens, downing the vile concoction in one go. He'd swear on the Batmobile that Alfred deliberately makes it taste that unpleasant.
Dick's eyes widen too much for it to be anything nearing a serious expressi
Nightwing: The Animated Series Episode 1He had always lived in the knight's shadow. But, who could blame him? The very reason behind his being was that he was a shadow, which encompassed all and cast a shadow over everything below. But still, he wondered. His master used fear as his ultimate weapon, and appropriately, his symbol was a creature of the night; the very amplifier of fear, the substance of nightmares, the mask which hides the monsters that prowl through this sinful city. But, his student's symbol was one that summoned neither fear nor respect from his enemies or his allies. A helper at best, a source of cruel laughter at worst. No matter how much one tries to run, no matter how swift they think they are, they can never escape their shadow...Nightwing: The Animated Series Episode 12 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
"You've gone insane!" Dick Grayson screamed at Bruce Wayne. "Ever since Todd died, you've went too far! He was an innocent man! He had a family!"
Bruce's face tightened with anger. "He worked for the Joker! He was the only lead we had!"
"In front of his children B
Lone Wolf NotLone Wolf Not2 years ago in Humor More Like This
Dick's head hit the keyboard in front of him while he groaned, "He did what?"
On the screen before the sitting Bat was the image of his childhood friend Donna Troy, aka Troia, who had her face scrunched up from obvious stress, "I don't know HOW he did it. All I know is that Bart left the room and now it's flooded with sea water and worst of all, all of our coffee is missing!"
"Master Dick, may I ask why the League keeps 200 gallons of sea water in the Watchtower?" Alfred asked behind the stressed out Batman.
The coffee he understood.
"That's the problem Alfred-we don't!"
Alfred's concerned face morphed back into a neutral visage before he set down his favorite serving tray by his master's side, piled high with sandwiches that probably wouldn't get eaten. He nodded solemnly and then excused himself to pick up his duster and head off to the trophy room.
"If I didn't need to stick around and wait for Kara, I'd be chasing that caffeine-induced brat through South America," Troia promised wi
No Words NeededIt was Friday afternoon and the cave was eerily quiet.No Words Needed2 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Practically no one was around. Conner, Megan, and Kaldur were off on a special off world mission, meaning the cave was currently empty.
All except for a certain speedster.
In one of the many restrooms present in the cave, Wally West was standing in front of a mirror staring at his own reflection.
Sad green eyes stared back at him as his gaze shifted to the large purple bruise that was currently forming on his right cheek. He gently ran his fingers over the purple spot and winced when he felt a familiar sense of pain flow through his body.
He looked up at his reflection once more as his grip on the sink tightened. His eyes began to water as he thought about the reason behind the bruise.
His dad had hit him.
Yeah, he had been pushed around before but never had his dad physically hit him.
It hurt to think about it.
Wally was too busy with his thoughts to notice that somebody else had entered the room. By the time he realized he was no
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Author's Note: A while back, I held a poll on which RiD one-shot I would write next. This one came in 4th on Deviant Art with 13% of the vote and 3rd on with 14% of the vote. I've tried to write the others before it, but they weren't cooperating so here we are!
This has been a nibble in my mind for a while now and I think I've broken through my writer's block enough to get this out. I hope it meets my expectations as well as yours. It begins during the battle on Malina Island at the end of the second season episode "Alienated".
Disclaimer: Young Justice is not mine; Batman/Robin/et al are not mine; basically none of it is mine but I'm playing with them anyway! I promise I'll return them when I'm done with them… hopefully with all the right pieces. *EvilGrin*
January 6, 21:02HAST
The crimson light intensified the scowl of the young Atlantean when he turned to f
Young Justice: Red Ch. 1They're on stakeout when Robin finally decides to bring it up.Young Justice: Red Ch. 13 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
To anyone in the League, Batman would seem mostly the same as usual tonighta tad more on edge perhaps, but certainly no less skilled or less focused. Basically, right as gloomy skies in Gotham.
Nevertheless, Robin isn't in the JLA. He's part of the Young Justice League, soon to be its leader, but that's not the same thing and also not the point right now.
As the Barman's partner, the billionaire's ward, and Bruce's son, Dick knows when his Father's behaving oddly.
He glances at the man out of the corner of his eye and cannot help it when the hairs on the back of his neck stand erect. There's a certain glint to the Batman's eyes (Robin can sense it, cowl or no), a feral arch to his grip on the roof's raised perimeter, and a frustrated stiffness to his silence.
Yep. Bruce is definitely off-kilter.
Curious, Robin turns to face the Dark Knight, but waits a few minutes to gather his thoughts and go ove
Damian's school week Monday"Grayson! How do I put on this stupid necktie!" Damian yelled from his room.Damian's school week Monday3 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
"Um," Dick hesitated a moment while struggling with his own necktie, "Why don't you ask Alfred, I'm busy!" he yelled back.
Five minutes later everyone was ready to go to school, or in Dick's case, ready to go to a Wayne Enterprises meeting.
"Alfred needs to run some errant's, so I'll drop you off at school today, Damian. " Dick said.
"Maybe then you can warn the teachers." Tim said chewing on an apple.
"Tt!" was the boy's only response.
"Come on! Get in the car, or you'll be late for your first day of school!"
"Students, this is your new classmate Damian Wayne." The teacher introduced him, "I'm Mr. Williams and I will be your teacher for the rest of the year."
Damian looked around the class with his arms crossed.
He wasn't planning on making it easy for his new teacher.
The kids were all his age but they seemed so ignorant and dum
All wrong! Chapter oneAll wrong! Chapter one3 years ago in Horror More Like This
Bruce could remember it like it was yesterday; Really only because it was just last night before mid-night.
"Bruce!" Dick pleaded "You've trained me, why not let me USE what you trained me to do? Please!"
Bruce chuckled, 'What could go wrong?' He thought to himself. "Alright; Just stay with me and don't go running off." Bruce said putting his cowl over his head, jumping into the bat-mobile.
"I'm sorry Mr. Wayne," A worker from 'Child protection services' said "But the boy needs someone who will actually take care of him And-"
"I do take care of him!" Bruce said protectively to the Woman; It was just a mission as vigilante's gone bad If only he could tell her that.
"Then why is he in the hospital?" She looked at Bruce waiting for a response; But all he did was look through the window of the room Dick was in,
Burn It DownBurn it downBurn It Down2 years ago in Horror More Like This
| Mt. Justice
| March 23, 21:30 edt
Nightwing slowly got to his shaky feet, the pain from the shock still evident in his facial features. He looked to see Conner still on the ground, he ran as fast as his wobbly legs let him, stumbling as he went. Kneeling down, he began to shake Conner. "Come on Supy, you have to wake up!" he desperately said, he deactivated Conner's collar, and his own as he tried to rouse Conner. He knew that the whole 'I let go of this button you all die' was a hoax, but he didn't doubt that Kaldur would actually blow up the Mountain. After all, Kaldur was a double agent; he needed to keep up an appearance.
He needed to get Conner out of here, he wouldn't leave anyone behind. Running towards the entertainment room he quickly saw Sphere and Wolf; both were looking at Nightwing oddly Nightwing ran over and deactivated Wolf's collar. "Sphere, Wolf, come on hurry!" he didn't know if either could understand him, but he had to risk it. He started going back
The Text chapter 1The Text chapter 14 years ago in Drama More Like This
Robin was finally getting some much needed rest when his communicator started beeping.
It had been Three o'clock at night when Robin and his teammates returned to Mount Justice. After such a long and exhausting mission, all Robin wanted to do was sleep. He knew he had school the next day and that Batman wasn't going to be happy that he had stayed at Mount Justice instead of returning to the manor, but Robin didn't care. At that moment, all he wanted to do was drift off to dreamland, where there were no worries; no school,villains,planetary crisis's, just blissful peace... unless, of course, he manifested a nightmare.
Which is why when Robin's communicator started beeping irritatingly he felt like grabbing the nearest object and smashing it silencing the repetitive beeping.
Groaning Robin sat up and looked at the clock,three fifteen he had been asleep fifteen lousy minutes, he pushed off his covers still fully clothed in his Robin uniform minus his boots, cape and mask.
Depths: Alternate VersionDepths: Alternate Version2 years ago in Drama More Like This
Author's Note: So, I've been rewatching the series, gearing up for the relaunch this friday (SQUEEE!) and as I was watching 'Depths' this bunny started nibbling and I couldn't shake it. I had to write it. I didn't want to - man, I really didn't want to! - but I did anyway and here it is. I hate it. Uterly, totally, comlpetely, and all because it made me cry. I kid not. Full on sobbing while I wrote it and I really don't want to post, but I will anyway because they say misery loves company and so I'm taking you all down with me!
The sharp intake of air was the first indication that things had gone wrong.
The battle on the beach came to an abrupt halt as the two powerhouses stopped, face to face and chest to chest.
No one moved, no one dared breathe.
And then Aqualad jerked his arm forward and plunged the blade of water completely through Nightwing's sternum and out between his shoulder blades.
"You lose," Kaldur hissed in his former teammates face and pulled the
Far Away Prologue-ThirteenFar Away Prologue-Thirteen2 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
An AU. 21-year old Dick Grayson protects Gotham City as Nightwing, but his life takes a turn for the worse and better due to an 8-year old Bruce Wayne.
Dick Grayson breathed a sigh of relief at the sight inside the library. His aunt/maid had collapsed into the chair by the fire, her favorite quilt pulled snuggly around her shoulders. Closing the door quietly, the man slowly backed away down the hallway until he came to a more familiar door. He smirked and quickly stepped inside-holding his breath while he turned the lock. Hearing nothing in response- he turned slightly to his right and flipped on a floor lamp decorated with silver and gold thread. His aunt had fallen in love with the thing when they had spotted it in a store front window in India. He didn't mind that it was in his study.
Letting his blue eyes sweep over the room, the orbs stopped on the pile of paperwork on his desk. All done of course! -Not that he LIKED doing paperwork. Boring!
But finally, with Harriet asleep she co
Far Away Chapter One-A Second StepFar Away Chapter One-A Second Step2 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
"I don't like it," James Gordon, commissioner of the GCPD muttered to the night as he stared down at the smoking pipe in his hands, "I don't like it one bit."
"Newsflash, Commissioner! You never have."
The policeman whipped around in shock but then grumbled at the sight of blue against black, "I don't know who taught you that-but I don't like 'em."
A smirk decorated the vigilante's face as he strolled forward and threw off the light that beamed his signal onto the clouds that blanketed the city on a normal basis.
"So, what do you got?"
The elder man took a drag from his pipe before clenching it between his teeth and burying his hands into the pockets of his overcoat, "It's the same-a gear."
Nightwing's eyebrows rose behind his mask, "Again?"
The Commissioner pulled a plastic bag out of his pocket and held it out to his friend. Taking it slowly (you never knew when something could be booby-trapped) the younger gave it a slow gaze-over. It was a small gear, about as big as the top of a p
Fish [Bruce, bb!Dick, Damian]"This is ridiculous," Damian announces, as he tosses a pack of diapers into the shopping cart.Fish [Bruce, bb!Dick, Damian]2 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
"Fish," says Dick, pointing. Bruce turns to see a stuffed clownfish, still attached to a price tag and apparently abandoned amongst the plethora of diapers.
Bruce takes it down and hands it to him. This nets him a bright smile, and
The first time Dick said this, earlier that day, Bruce thought it was referring to him. Considering he was wearing the Batsuit at the time, it was more than a little surreal. Mommy is a definite first as far as names the Batman has been called go.
"Mommy's not here, Dick." Bruce tries for a gentle tone, adding a pat on the little head for good measure.
It isn't enough, though: Dick frowns, and puts his hands up, clearly asking to be taken out of the cart. Perhaps it's better not to indulge him, but Bruce does so, anyway. Dick at this age is terribly small, fitting easily into Bruce's big, clumsy arms.
"We need a feeding b
Five YearsWally growled as he mashed at the buttons, twisting his arms as if it would cause the player on the screen to copy his movements. The pixelated man stubbornly refused to cooperate, effectively getting his head chopped off by his sword-wielding rival. The screen flashed, announcing the victor of the round to be Sir Robin, and Wally gritted his teeth. Even with apparently no effort from the boy beside him, Wally still managed to get decimated. No recognition of the win showed on Robin's face. In fact, he had showed no expressions since arriving at Uncle Barry's several hours prior.Five Years2 years ago in Humor More Like This
Something was off. Wally could just sense it. He and Robin had been inseparable for months, ever since they started hanging out outside of the uniforms, so Wally was confident he knew the other boy pretty well. Something was definitely off. His usually witty, sarcastic friend had been unusually reticent and terse the last few days. Jokes were nonexistent; smiles, rare. The boy was a shell of
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He woke up to all of them going off at once. No, he did not have dozens of alarm clocks set up around his apartment. It was the communicators. Blue eyes opened, revealing reddening whites and slanted eyebrows. The same blue eyes turned towards the clock on the wall.
His Night patrol had ended just an hour ago and when he went to clear the drowsiness from his eyes, he found that his mask was still on. Whoops!
Well, all the better for answering the call from the other heroes. All of the communicators were ringing.
Richard wanted to sleep. Dick wanted the day off. Officer Grayson wanted caffeine. Robin wanted to smash the communicators. Nightwing wanted to make a joke and painstakingly pull himself out of bed to answer the calls. Red X wanted to set rabid raccoons free into the callers' homes and Batman gave the largest mental Batglare he could muster. The Target was in there somewhere as well, but he just muttered gibberish.
Sliding to the side of his bed, Dick Grayson reached ben
Misery Part 1The car ride was silent as Bruce drove Dick to the Therapist's office. Dick was staring out the window. It seemed like that was all Dick ever did anymore.Misery Part 14 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
It was the second time Bruce had tried taking Dick to a therapist. When Dick had first come to the mansion, Bruce tried to have Dick go, but he refused and he put up a long fight. This time, Dick hadn't even argued; he just kept staring out one of the large windows in the room. Bruce wasn't very worried about Dick the first time Dick was going to see a therapist.
Now he was worried.
"Hey Batman, can we talk about Robin?" Flash asked as they walked further away from the teenage heroes.
"What is it?"
Flash looked over towards the teenagers hanging out in the base, and then to the small boy just standing against the wall, staring off into space.
"Do you know if Bruce Wayne has been talking to his son lately? Because I think Dick hasn't been himself lately."
Flash and Batman knew each other's secret identities, but they still talk
Revenge Gone WrongDisclaimer - I do not own Young Justice or its characters in any way. It belongs to its rightful owners, Greg Weisman and Brandon Vietti. This is my first fanfiction so be nice and hope you enjoy itRevenge Gone Wrong3 years ago in Drama More Like This
Mount Justice - 8th April, 7:15 am
Robin was annoyed. But not just with something, but at someone. And that certain someone happened to be Kid Flash, aka Wally West.
The reason was that the damned red-head just wouldn't take his eyes away from that bloody television as he sat on the floor screaming his lungs out as he focused on button smashing his X-Box controller, and the worst part of it was that he'd been doing it for the past three days.
'You know you're sad when you waste your time screaming at Resident Evil...' Robin sighed as he sat on the couch behind Wally, supervising him incase his gamer rage got the best of him causing him to destroy furniture. It wouldn't be the first time, h
Damian's school week Wednesday"Okay class, we have some time left until lunch break, so use it to work on your projects." Mr. William's voice rang through the classroom.Damian's school week Wednesday2 years ago in Humor More Like This
Damian sighted. Since it was only his third day of school he didn't have a project to work on so he probably would be stuck again with some stupid assignment of which he didn't see the point.
And indeed it didn't take Mr. William's long to come up to his table with a piece of paper in his hand.
"I have a different assignment for you, Damian."
Damian rolled his eyes, but Mr. William's just ignored it.
"I'd like you make a card for your father, since it's his birthday tomorrow.."
"Grayson's not my father!" Damian snapped, but instantly he regretted it. Dick had been more of a father to him lately, then anybody ever had.
"He's my brother, I guess." he added , his voice a little less sharp.
"Brother then. Here I have some pencils and a card for you. I would like to see it when you're done."
Damian grumbled and started working on his card.
At the end of
Wits and Super-Speed"But Bruce! Wally's my friend!" I whined, unlatching my cape and letting it fall in a heap on the cave floor.Wits and Super-Speed2 years ago in Humor More Like This
"I said no," Bruce stated firmly as he pushed back his cowl. He pulled off his gloves and took a seat in front of the computer, pulling up documents and filling in the information we had just gathered.
"But he told me his!" I cried, yanking on a pair of sweatpants and tossing my soot-covered suit in the laundry basket.
"You already knew his," Bruce replied calmly, tapping away at the keyboard.
"Yeah, well, he didn't know that," I pouted, crossing my arms. Bruce sighed, but never lifted his eyes from the computer screen.
"We've been over this, Dick."
"Yeah, yeah, I know," I sulked. "Protect our identities at all costs." Bruce grunted and continued typing. "But Wally won't tell, he's one of the good guys!" I approached Bruce from behind, leaning over the back of his chair and quickly skimming the report. Nothing of immediate imp