Nightwing: Small Time VigilanteA couple are arguing in an alleyway.
Derek: Listen, Brenda, you should calm down.
Brenda: Calm down!? Do you know how much you embarrassed me?!
Tad: *off panel* Hey!
They turn to see a slightly shorter than average, but very muscular, young man approach them. He has short blond hair and blue eyes. He carries a pool cue in his hand.
Tad: Are you harassing the lady?
Derek: None of your business!
Tad: Seems you're trying to rape her.
Tad tilts his head and looks at Brenda
Brenda: *nervous* You're wrong sweetie, we was just talkin'.
Tad: Then why all shaky?
Derek: Piss off, runt!
Tad's face gets a very nasty look on it
Tad: Well that wasn't very nice
Tad brandishes his cue
Tad: Gonna have to teach you a lesson for raping on Tad's turf
Derek: Oh I'm really scared.
Tad: YOU MAKING FUN OF ME!?
Tad hits Derek with the cue, hard.
Tad: Not so funny now, huh!?!
He keeps hitting Derek over and over as Brenda screams. He then stops and looks up at her.
Teen Titans: No Such Thing As A Normal TeenJoseph Kane awoke one morning in Wayne Manor only to find that only that he was NOT a cockroach (like he was in a very Kafka-esque nightmare the previous evening); but that the place was trashed. Food dishes were piled high, clothes were tossed on furniture, and there was the overripe smell of sweat and hormones. He sighed as he, still in pajamas and bathrobe, helped Alfred Pennyworth clean.Teen Titans: No Such Thing As A Normal Teen2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
"Teenagers", Joseph swore under his breath.
"Aren't you 19, Master Joseph?" reminded Alfred.
"I'm also a doctor, a Waynetech Executive, and Sam's guardian. Besides, with all that training I did for my now ended superhero career, I didn't really have time to be one." Joseph gingerly picked up one of Bart Allen's shirts. "Does the kid have no concept of laundry? Or does that not exist in the future?"
"I hate to belabor the point, Master Joseph; but you are still young. And you are working towards assuming that career again. You have had a lot on your shoulders since you were young--"
"Not always by m
Batgirl: Small Steps To RecoveryBatgirl enters through the window to her apartment.Batgirl: Small Steps To Recovery2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Batgirl: *narrating* Ow...how could a woman with a literal hole in her head be that tough...Good thing Alysia isn't here or she'd have a fit! *takes off her cowl* Right now all I want is a hot shower and to cuddle up with Alaska and end my night on a more positive note, like hacking into the GCPD to see what we know about "Absence"
A bit later, Babs is getting ready to settle in for the night when her cell rings.
Babs: Damn it, who would be calling at this hour. *picks up the phone* Who is it?
Batman: *on phone* Barbara....
Babs' mood changes
Babs: Bruce...is something wrong?
Batman: *on phone* I need your help with something....
Babs: Depends on the something.
Batman: *on phone* It's Joseph
Babs reacts, she knows what Batman might be asking her, though we don't.
The next morning, Babs' van pulls up to Wayne Manor, where Alfred is waiting. Sam is sitting on the front stairs with him, petting Barkley. Babs gets out of the van and appro
A Robins Christmas Carol"Come on, Damian, it will be fun!" said Sam Kane. He was dressed in Victorian costume as a boy of the lower middle class, his blond hair covered with a cap, a mock crutch twirling in his hand (a trick he learned from Dick Grayson, aka Nightwing), and his blue eyes sparkled with Christmas spirit. He and Damian were looking out the window of Wayne Manor's living room at the snow. The room, and the entire mansion, had been decked out for Christmas.A Robins Christmas Carol2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Damian Wayne's blue eyes were as cold as ice. "So? I'm not going to help the poor! It's their fault they are poor!"
"No it's not! You refuse to look at the...."
"Sam, stop trying to quote your brother. And take that costume off! Who are you supposed to be, Tiny Tim?"
"Actually yes; it's my role for the Wayne Foundation Charity Christmas Faire! And I earned it the hard way; auditioning for your dad and Lucius Fox."
Random Scenes at Wayne Manor 1I.Random Scenes at Wayne Manor 12 years ago in Sketches More Like This
Bruce and his lady friend du jour are having sex in Bruce's bedroom and are being somewhat noisy. We cut to the various bedrooms of the other residents of Wayne Manor and their reactions.
Alfred's room. He is simply drinking tea and reading a book by Sarte
Joseph's room. He's typing something
Joseph: (to himself) Ignore it, just ignore it. Finish this assignment, ignore the fact he's getting it on and you still have your goddamn V-Card. Breathe Kane, Breathe.
Sam's room. Barkley is hiding under the desk and Sam has stuck his head between his pillows.
Sam: I just want to sleep!
Damian's room. He's throwing things at the wall.
Damian: FATHER, YOU AND YOUR WHORE SHUT UP AND QUIT HAVING INTERCOURSE AT ONCE! I AM TRYING TO SLEEP!
Damian is training Sam and is mocking him
Damian: Come on, that felt like a breeze to me.
Sam tries to punch again
Damian: That's all you got, pathetic?
Sam attacks again but Damian pushes him to the ground.
Adventures in (Super) BabysittingIt is morning in Wayne Manor. Joseph is wearing his suit and an overcoat. Sam is holding onto his leg. Damian is looking on.Adventures in (Super) Babysitting2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Sam: Joey! Don't go!!
Joseph: Sam, I'm only going to Metropolis for the day to discuss business at STAR Labs. I'll be back tonight.
Sam: But you promised you'd hang out with me!
Joseph: We can do that tomorrow.
Damian: Damn it, Sam, stop embarrassing yourself!
Sam starts crying. Joseph hugs him
Joseph: Sammy...it's only for today. We will play tomorrow. Besides, I asked someone to play with you and Damian today.
Damian: Not Wilkes, we hung out with him two days ago....
Joseph's phone rings.
Joseph: One sec.
We see it's Dick who's calling.
Joseph: Hey, Dick, what's up?
Dick: Sorry, Joseph, but I can't make it. I kinda got busy with this case and....
Joseph: *whispering angrily* Oh no, you're not wiggling out of this easily! Sam is freaking out; between my having to cancel my day to hang out with him, a possible thunderstorm and the notion of being stuck
Random Scenes at Wayne Manor 2I.Random Scenes at Wayne Manor 22 years ago in Sketches More Like This
The Teen Titans are staying at Wayne Manor for some reason, and Kon and Cassie are having relationship issues due to the love triangle with them and Tim. Kon is sitting on the front stairs as Joseph and Sam pull into the driveway.
Joseph: Something wrong, Superboy?
Sam: You look upset.
Superboy: Cassie and I had an argument. It's like ever since we came here, Tim's been able to show off and seem like to be the perfect boyfriend: rich, athletic....
Joseph: An easy mark.
Superboy: I dunno; it seems like she loves him though.
Sam: Maybe she does.
Joseph: Sam, not helping...Well, fight for her.
Superboy: I thought it was usually frowned upon to fight someone in their own house.
Joseph: You take things literally, don't you?
Superboy: I was made to be a weapon; I still don't have a grasp on subtlety.
Joseph: Well, impress her somehow; maybe something you've done together can be a clue to grab her attention.
Superboy: We've watched movies.
Joseph: What kind?
Superboy: 80s s
More Wayne Manor VignettesWhile Alfred is cooking something, Sam enters reading a book.More Wayne Manor Vignettes1 year ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
Alfred: *not even turning around* Dinner is not for another hour, Master Sam.
Sam: But you're cooking already.
Alfred: This is for Master Bruce's dinner. He eats a tad "cleaner" than the rest of you.
Sam: You mean like grilled chicken, brown rice, no sweets?
Alfred: How do you know about that?
Sam: Joey used to eat like that until he took me in; which meant a lot more time on cardio for him.
Alfred: And as he isn't crimefighting at the moment, I don't think he minds not having Master Bruce's diet. He is still pretty active in his own way, but doesn't need to be primed for battle.
Sam: Yep. Umm...what are you cooking?
Alfred: It's a type of fish.
Sam comes over to where Alfred is cooking, he sees a branzino being pan-fried. He then looks a tad queasy.
Alfred: Want some?
Sam: Umm...no thanks; I don't like eating anything that still has a face on it.
Damian then walks in,
Nightwing/Robin: Boys' Day OutSam is sitting in his room, sighing. He pets Barkley while doing his homework.Nightwing/Robin: Boys' Day Out2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Sam: *sigh* Wish Joey didn't have to go to Central City to show their police how the new WayneTech forensic lab equipment.
Sam: I know, I know Bruce also sent him to work with the Flash again....
Alfred: (off panel) Man has poor eating etiquette
Sam turns to see Alfred
Sam: Oh, hey Alfred. Just doing the homework you gave me.
Alfred: Indeed, you made a calculative error on question three
Sam: Huh? *looks* OH! *corrects it* Is it dinner yet? Or is something going on?
Alfred: Everything is in order, nothing to worry about
Sam: Is that all?
Alfred: Is something the matter, lad?
Sam: With Joey out of town...I feel like I'm a fifth wheel or something....
Alfred: Well you are a young boy sir
Sam: I can't stand it. Everyone else has something to do...and I don't.
Alfred: I'm assuming you're talking about something more exciting than math?
Alfred: Did Master Damian "train" you today?
Heroic VignettesCoast City. We see Ronin running from something, a box in his hands. He is in an abandoned Ferris Air factory site.Heroic Vignettes1 year ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
He turns and sees a bunch of Yellow Lanterns following him. He throws smoke pellets to distract them as he runs. One emerges from the smoke, and Ronin punches him in the face (at least, it looks like a "him", some alien species is very hard to tell). He throws his modified batarangs to keep them distracted. He soon however runs to a cliff that overlooks the Pacific.
He sees the Yellow Lanterns charging at him when a green bubble encloses him and rockets him away.
Green Lantern (Hal Jordan) gives him a sardonic smirk.
Green Lantern: I knew you were in town, kid, but I didn't know it was more than just business.
Ronin: Less attempt at wit, more flying away from the horde of Sinestro Corps.
Green Lanten: Please, I know this area better than them!
Ronin: Then why didn't you notice their presence in Coast City?
Green Lantern: ...You
Nightwing/Ronin: Guy's Night OutIt's early evening as the sun sets behind Wayne Manor. In the living room; Joseph is on his laptop as Sam and Damian play a video game.Nightwing/Ronin: Guy's Night Out2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Damian: I fail to see how this improves the situation
Sam: At least you're not the only kid stuck inside.
Damian: I mean how is making a plumber step on turtles a way of lifting our spirits?
Sam: It's called having fun. And you're just upset because I called Mario!
Damien: Not at all, I find Luigi to be somewhat more tactical but my point is...why are we doing this? I'm not feeling uplifted, this reminds me of what we're missing...even the plants in the pipes are reminiscent of Poison Ivy
Sam: You're just angry because you weren't invited.
Damian: I have just a right to be there!
Sam: It's a grown ups only night!
Damian: I've had more training than some heroes three times my age
Sam: How do you think I feel, at least you are a hero
Goofus Damian and Gallant SamPanel 1: Living room of Wayne Manor, Sam sits on one end of a couchGoofus Damian and Gallant Sam2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Caption: This is Sam Kane
Sam: *waving* Hi!
Panel 2: Damian sits on the other end, he looks grumpy
Caption: This is Damian Wayne
Damian: *arms folded* >TT
Ronin: Alpha Male, Part IIt's night in Gotham, not normally the time for student-athletes from Gotham U to be wandering around. But down on the ground, not far from campus, walk two football players.Ronin: Alpha Male, Part I1 year ago in General Fiction More Like This
Andy: I don't know if this is a good idea, man....
Tom: Hey, Coach told us to bulk up or we're off the team. We've been downing shakes and lifting weights and nothing's come of it. We need an edge; and I heard this guy has it.
Andy: But steroids...that will....
Tom: Hey, the guy said there's no ball shrinking with this.
They approach a burly guy, waiting at the end of an alley.
Tom: You're Bob?
Bob: Yeah, you are the two looking to become animals on the gridiron?
Bob: Well I got something. *holds up a vial* With this special "treatment", you'll be an animal on the field, and later in the sheets when your girlfriends want to have fun time with the champs. *puts it down* 200 bucks, each, and you get the entire treatment.
Ronin: *off panel* I wouldn't do it, kids.
They all look up to see Ronin looking d
Batman: Duality of ChoiceArkham Asylum. The voices of the mad and the damned ring through the halls. Aaron Cash, head of Security, walk through the hallwayBatman: Duality of Choice2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Cash: Five minutes until lights out!
Joker: Oh come on Cash, Im not done with my solitaire yet!
Cash: You're lucky that you're allowed cards at all, Joker.
Joker: Is someone still a bit butthurt that Harv escaped?
Cash waves a hook at Joker from the other side of the glass
Cash: Shut your mouth.
Joker: No co-operation, no co-operation at all
Then two low thuds are heard, the ground shakes
Cash: What was that?
Joker: Croc farting?
Joker: Now where's the smell, oh there it is
Cash: That's explosives...in the environmental detainment wing
Joker: ooo, is it Ivy or the Iceman, I must know!
Cash ignores him and starts running.
Cash: All personnel, report to Ivy and Freeze areas!
When they get there, the two glass cells holding Freeze and Ivy are empty; the floors to the cells are gone
Guard 1: Sir, those lead to the sewers; they'll be lu
Teen Titans: Interesting Times Part INEW YORK CITYTeen Titans: Interesting Times Part I2 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
WEST SIDE PIERS-PIER 22
THE YACHT THAT IS SECRETLY THE HEADQUARTERS OF THE TEEN TITANS
"Let GO, Bart!" yelled Miguel, tugging at the remote for the big screen with Bart, "You've been watching cartoons all day. It's my turn!"
"It's a marathon, and I've not seen these before!" responded Bart as the tug of war continued.
"Oh my God you two, can you for once act like adults?" sighed an exasperated Cassie as she and Kiran looked up from the books they were reading. Kon walked in from the yacht's pool in his bathing suit, looking confused.
"Are they still at it?" he asked.
"What do you mean 'still'?" asked Kiran, her smokey black and blue face looking up.
"They were doing this since I went for my swim a couple hours ago."
"Just great," grumbled Cassie, "When Tim finds out about this...."
At this point, the remote went flying from Bart's hand towards the girls. A quick hand caught it. Tim Drake, the leader of the Teen Titans, glared at his two friends. "Really?" Then he smirked,
Burn It DownBurn it downBurn It Down2 years ago in Horror More Like This
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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 Tears of A Clown, When Mr. J Is Not AroundNightwing and Robin chased after the ice cream truck on their bikes.The Tears of A Clown, When Mr. J Is Not Around2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
YJ:R: Mind PalaceTHE WATCHTOWERYJ:R: Mind Palace1 year ago in Short Stories More Like This
Nightwing, Miss Martian, Superboy, and Batgirl looked through the window of the secured room of medical ward. There, Joseph Kane, the novice teenaged hero known as Ronin, lay in critical condition. His little brother, Sam, only seven years old, sat next to his big brother and held his hand. Machines were helping to keep Joseph alive, he had lapsed into a coma shortly after they brought him to the Watchtower from New York.
"It's amazing he's survived this long, given the damage to his body after the debris from that exploding machine pierced him," said Batgirl.
Nightwing wasn't thinking about that; he was thinking about that night. The night where all the pieces made sense; that his childhood friend had become a hero, inspired by events that Nightwing, when he was Robin, was present for, and that Joseph was feeling bitter that Nightwing thought little of him. The fact that Joseph had found out that Wally West, the first Kid Flash, was alive and trapped in a di
You Mean More To Me Than She Does "You could've died, Dick!" Wally's angered shout echoes around the hall, and even he is surprised by how loud it is.You Mean More To Me Than She Does2 years ago in Romance More Like This
"It shouldn't have happened!" Wally's on a rage, his anger is bubbling off him and he doesn't know how much he'll be able to pour out in this moment. "The mountain blew up-"
Dick turns away from him, back to the table, a blanket falling off his shoulders. "I'm sorry your souvenirs got destroyed." He takes a sip of steaming coffee, completely oblivious to his best friends' torn expression.
As soon as the hurt his him, the anger is back and he grabs him, spins him around to face him, and traps him against the table. "Don't you understand anything?" His face is right next to his, breath blowing across the ebony man's cheek. "I don't care about the stupid souvenirs," his voice is no longer loud, angry. It's quiet, stern. "I care about you, Idiot."
Damian's NightmareDamian's Nightmare2 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
My vision finally began to blur as the door slowly opened. I soon became alert. A little figure slowly entered the room. With the curtains opened it was easier to tell the little figure was Damian in his finlet PJ’s with a hood attached to the shirt (curtsy of Alfred), with the light of the moon I could see the tears rolling down his face. I knew what to do after all this was the sixth time this month this has happened. I picked Damian up and walked over to my bed, as I sat down he instantly curled and pressed his face against my body. I realised was hugging the teddy bear I “secretly” put in his room. I rubbed his head and hugged him as the tears went down his face...”The nightmare again?” I asked although I knew the answer. He simply nodded and hugged the teddy bear tighter. Being the eldest of the brothers I feel like this is my responsibility to look after everyone, Damian being the youngest only 10 years old is not exactly your average happy lit
Gotham's Finest“Officer Grayson, may I have a word?”Gotham's Finest2 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Grayson turned to the young voice belonging to the CEO of Wayne Enterprise. Grayson sent a small smile to the business man.
“Of course Mr. Wayne. I wouldn’t have much of an investigation without ya.” Grayson greeted the CEO warmly as they shook hands.
“Please, just call me Wayne. With the amount of time we’ve spent together the last few months, I think we can drop the formalities.” Wayne corrected. Grayson just nodded and took a seat in the empty chair in front of Wayne’s desk.
“So Wayne, what is it you want to talk about. Has the mob contacted you again? Has He been sending you threats about the inheritance?”
Wayne sat in the extravagant leather seat behind the desk, tightening his tie and fixing his cufflinks.
“No, they have gone underground again. They have been laying low ever since the news published the investigation. It’s a shame how press always needs the next hot
Damian's school week Thursday"Master Damian, are you sure you are feeling well enough to go to school today?"Damian's school week Thursday2 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
"I'm fine, Pennyworth." Damian grumbled, wiped some sweat of his brow and continued eating his cereal.
He looked up when Tim entered the kitchen.
"Hey Dami, are you okay?"
Why did everybody all of a sudden care so much about him?
"Fine." Damian grumbled again.
Alfred walked to door, checked the hallways and closed it.
"What are you doing, Alfred?" Tim asked
"Making sure Master Dick is not here."
Damian looked up again,
"It's his birthday today, so please remember to be home in time. We will have some guests."
"Sure thing, Alfie. " Tim said, grabbing his backpack. He waved to Damian with a mock smile "See you later Damian." and exited the kitchen. Damian watched him go with a scowl.
"We shall be leaving soon too, Master Damian. Are you finished?"
Damian looked at his unfinished cereal and pushed the bowl away.
"Yes, I am finished Pennyworth."
A Fistful of Bat-ShortsI. It's Getting Crowded In Here....A Fistful of Bat-Shorts1 year ago in General Fiction More Like This
Dick Grayson, dressed only in his boxers, admires himself in the bathroom mirror. Meanwhile, outside the door......
Damian: *kicking the bathroom door, dressed in tank top and boxers* Damn it, Grayson, stop preening and let me use the bathroom!
Joseph: *dressed in t-shirt, pj bottoms, and bathrobe, has a towel around his neck, a toothbrush and soap pokes out of his robe pocket* Seriously, some of us have a job to get to!
Sam: *dressed in Batman PJs, is doing the "pee pee dance* Joey, I gotta go.....
Jason: *shirtless, in boxers* Seriously, he's just admiring himself....
Stephanie: *t-shirt, boxers stolen from Tim* Hey, I don't judge him.
Tim: *tank top, boxers* Still, he's being inconsiderate.....
Harper: *pj bottoms, sweatshirt* Cullen, don't stare!
Cullen: *t-shirt with Red Robin patten, boxers* But Tim's right there....
Cass: *tank top, sweat pants* Is this the end of the line?
Alfred: *normal attire* Glad you have your own private bath, si