Author's Note: This story has been in the works for a very long time. Again, it wouldn't have been possible if not for the lovely and uber wonderful Fiona who worked with me on this during a very difficult time in her life. Hun, you are just too cool for words! Thanks again.
The picture used for the story was created by Mxi665. Actually, the pic is what inspire the story in the first place. It just took me a really long time to finish it. The artwork can be found here: I'm Okay Now.
Thanks, Mxi665, for letting me use the image.
Disclaimer: None of it is mine, which is a crying shame I tell ya!
August 28, 2015 21:27 EST
The engine cut off, sending the garage into silence. Eighteen-year-old Dick Grayson lifted the dark blue helmet off of his head with a wry chu
Say SomethingSay Something1 year ago in Drama More Like This
Author's Note: This fic came to me after I heard, then saw the video for, the A Great Big World & Christina Aguilera duet "Say Something". It struck something in me and... well, this story is what came of it. If you haven't heard it, it can be found here: Say Something.
Usage of the cover image, entitled "Mission failed" was granted by artist f19850928.
Warning: I never thought I would write one of these, but it turns out I was wrong. Not only is this a sonfic (something I'm not a big fan of) but it is also a Death!Fic.
Disclaimer: Young Justice & Batman, or the song "Say Something", are not mine. Any recognizable content is not mine.
Say something I'm g
BoundBound4 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
It was the vile taste of rancid leftovers that finally chased the last vestiges of unconsciousness from him mind. Thirteen year old Robin forced his eyes open and regretted it instantly when the all-too-familiar, pulsating pounding threatened to split his skull. 'Damn it, why am I the one who always ends up getting chloroformed," he complained internally, attempting to massage the headache that was centralized behind his temples. Except his hands wouldn't move; that was when he realized how he was laying.
On his side, with his hands unable to be moved from behind him.
It was always disconcerting, being kidnapped when he was Dick Grayson. If he had been Robin he could have fought back, but as the adopted son of billionaire Bruce Wayne he knows only the rudimentary basics of self defense; easily overpowered by someone determined enough. Especially if his abductor was armed with chloroform soaked rags and rendered him unconscious. Which left him helpless to whatever means of containment w
BloodBlood3 years ago in Drama More Like This
It's never a good thing when the Big Bads team up.
Joker is bad enough; unpredictable and psychotic with extreme homicidal tendencies. Go up against him and a person was almost guaranteed to go home bleeding. Add in Two-Face to the mix and you've got a hell of a lot higher chance of not going home at all.
Batman was lucky, this time. It seemed that once again 'evil' proved unable to work with 'evil'. Two-Face didn't like Joker's inability to follow through with a plan. Joker got fed up with Harvey's lucky coin. By the time Batman had shown up, they had taken out more than half of the other's goons and thugs in a bloody massacre.
He jumped into the fray and in less than an hour he was securing the cuffs to an unconscious Joker's wrists. He could already hear the sirens approaching and doubted anyone was leaving the hideout without medical attention. Including him.
The body armor had taken most of it, but Joker had managed to slip a knife into the seam of
The Kidnapping before ChristmasBruce thought it couldn't get any worse as he held the shattered body of his son, his small body traumatized and broken. But that was before the roof decided to collapse, snow, and wood coursing down on them. Batman quickly leaped atop Robin, covering the small child's body with his own, protecting him from the onslaught of rubble.The Kidnapping before Christmas4 years ago in Drama More Like This
Knocking rubble off his back, Batman looked up, thankful that most of the roof above his head had remained intact, but it was only a matter of time before it gave in. With a new sense of urgency be began to gather Dick more securely in his arms.
"B-B-Bruce?" Teeth chattering, Dick looked questioningly up at his Guardian, the weeks of torture at the hands of his abductors, showing on his young face,
"Yeah it's me, chum, hold on, I'll get you out here. You're safe now." Bruce reassured the exhausted child, holding the boy closer to his chest, rubbing Dick's arms in attempt to keep hypothermia at bay.
Staring around angrily at what was left of the l
BloodlinesBloodlines3 years ago in Drama More Like This
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
Seeing HimThe first time Batman had ever seen Richard Grayson was, contrary to popular belief, not at the circus. It had been a few days before, actually, at night in a dismally gray alleyway.Seeing Him4 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
It had been a cold February night, but there wasn't much snow left on the ground. John Grayson had apparently wanted to grab a late night bite to eat, and his eager eight-year-old son had tagged along, insisting on doing nearly everything his father did like many boys at that age. Most of the night had passed uneventfully; the Joker was quiet, no large robberies, nobody from the rogue gallery had acted up. For Batman, it was almost peaceful.
He had been on a stakeout on a rooftop when he noticed the large man and his tinyit was bordering ridiculous how small Richard Grayson wasson enter the alley, probably a shortcut to their home.
Only, Batman thought, these people must either be very new to Gotham or only be visiting, because anybody who actually lived in Gotham (or anywhere near Gotham) knew
SafeRobin grunted as he jumped back from the Joker, narrowly avoiding being sliced in half.Safe4 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
"I've always wanted to carve up this bird!" Joker cooed maniacally, laughing as he moved in closer. Robin leaped back, noticing with dismay that he was being lured farther and farther away from the group. A few yards away, he noticed Wally being slammed out of the way by Count Vertigo, and winched in sympathy.
And then he ducked again, because the Joker's blade was just where his head had been a few moment ago.
"Aww, hold still, Boy Blunder." Joker hissed, his smile widening. The stretched red lips and bleached white skin look ghostly in the fading light. "You're taking all the fun out of this."
"Sorry to disappoint." Robin panted, backflipping just in time to avoid being skewered through the stomach. "Hope I didn't disturb you too much." he added, wishing that the team had been there. Conner always liked his wordplay.
When had the crazed villain broken out of Arkham? How had he and Batman missed th
BrachistochroneBrachistochrone3 years ago in Drama More Like This
(Brachistochrone is a term from Greek meaning "shortest time".)
The crowd was thin, maybe a few dozen people, but it was enough for the drone of voice to fill the gymnasium. The bleachers were all but empty of spectators, only a few parents and chaperones willing to brave the cold snap that Gotham City awoke to on the first Saturday of December. The cold that could be felt every time the door opened and a draft came in from the corridor.
Like the one that gusted across the back of thirteen year old Dick Grayson. He shivered momentarily where he stood and startled at the heavy hand that fell onto his shoulder.
"Good luck, Dick!"
With a wide smile on his face, thirteen year old Dick Grayson spun around. "Bruce! You came?"
"Of course," His guardian exclaimed, removing his designer leather gloves with a flourish. "I wouldn't miss one of your little math-things for anything!"
Also gives 'Brucie' some exposure, Dick thought as he bit
BuriedBuried3 years ago in Drama More Like This
The metal forced the air from his lungs as he was dropped. A heavily booted foot shoved against his back and he was suddenly sliding, his body twisting and rolling uncontrollably. There was nothing for his bare feet to grip to slow his descent and his cry of pain echoing close around him as an exposed rivet gouged into his calf. With his hands bound behind his back there was no way he could brace him as his uncontrolled descent came to an abrupt halt when his shoulder slammed painfully into the bottom of the pit Dick Grayson now found himself at the bottom of.
He groaned at the flare of pain, and looked back up the way he had fallen. Corrugated metal sides surrounded him and the thick ripple-like surface pressed into his back. Half of a large metal door was swinging into place twenty feet over his head and beyond that he could several feet of soil and stone above that.
Dick felt the thread of fear and swallowed the rising panic. But seeing the interior
Pizza, Redheads, and a RobinDick winced as Bruce dragged him along by the arm, the older man barely even noticing as numerous reporters snapped quick photos af the famous pair. There would be reports of child abuse in the tabloids tomorrow, and Alfred was going to give him a lot of hell, but Bruce couldn't be bothered to worry right now. They were going to be late.Pizza, Redheads, and a Robin4 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
The Dark Knight was many things: imposing, large, scary, intimidating, pushy, bossy, sarcastic, mean, quiet and broody. But he was never late.
"Walk faster, Dick. I can't miss this meeting." Bruce hissed under his breath, just quiet enough so that that the reporters couldn't hear. The last thing he needed was for the press to think that Bruce Wayne threatened his ward.
"Hmph, why do we even have to be here?" Dick huffed, snatching his hand free of Bruce's grip and crossing his arms tightly across his chest, a small pout working its way over his eleven-year-old face.
"I told you, there was a break in at one of the Wayne Tech centers in Star City. I have
CrescendoCrescendo2 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Author's Notes: This will be the forth and final installment of my "Depths AU" Series. If you haven't read the other three parts, I suggest you do that starting with "Depths", then "Event Horizon", then "Summit."A big thank you to everyone who's been following the series and leaving me Reviews and adding the stories to their Favorites. Means a lot that everyone still likes my stuff.
Also, a huge thank you once again to the best Beta out there: Fiona! Really, I have no idea what I'd do with out her! Thank-you! Thank-you! Thank-you!
Disclaimer: Nothing recognizable is mine, and I promise to put them back in their proper place when I'm done with them. Some of them even in one piece!
PANAMA CITY, FLORIDA
JULY 01, 05:20 EST
The old man was always an early riser, even in the summer months when the winter camp was broken and the show was on tour. The caretaker of the grounds enjoyed these long, quiet weeks where the ac
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]3 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
What Was His Problem? #1 - RiddlerWhat Was His Problem?What Was His Problem? #1 - Riddler2 years ago in Humor More Like This
Chapter 1 - Riddler
Robin's eyes slowly peel open underneath his classic domino mask. He blinks several times to clear his thoughts before his training kicks in and he takes note of his current predicament. Due to the constriction he feels on his wrists, chest, and ankles he would guess he had been tied to a chair, probably with some kind of thick rope. One look proves his theory, the rope were so tight he could barely even wiggle his body from neck down. He also notices that his gloves, utility belt, and boots had been removed leaving him open and defenseless.
One more look around him reveals his surroundings to be the inside of some warehouse, and due to the strong, pungent aroma of bananas in the air, it was probably used for fruit packaging. At least it had been. Now all the crates and machines were covered with a thick layer of dust as if they had not been used for years.
He had obviously been kidnapped. There are several reactions that most people have once
SummitSummit2 years ago in Drama More Like This
Author's Notes: Yes, I admit it: I stole the opening scene from Batman: Under the Red Hood. I also freely admit that the second scene has been transcribed and altered from the YJ Season 2 Episode: Summit. Thirdly, this story is the continuation of the Depths AU. In fact, it picks up less than 20 hours after the end of "Event Horizon". I suggest you read "Depths" then "Event Horizon" or none of this is going to make a lick of sense. Just FYI.
Thank you to the lovely, wonderful, patient Fiona who's been helping me through my writers block and telling me when my writing is crap. This update wasn't possible without her. Thanks Fiona!
The rest of you, I hope you enjoy!
Disclaimer: Still not mine folks.
JUNE 21, 22:35 EDT
The cavern was dark and silent when the elevator from the manor opened and Alfred stepped out with a small tray of sandwiches and coffee in his hands. He paused for a moment, allowing his eyes
Linchpin: Chapter OneLinchpin: Chapter One4 years ago in Drama More Like This
CHAPTER ONE: Taken
"We are certain about this? There can be no mistakes made in this endeavour."
"We are certain."
"We were to believe that the Atlantean led the children."
"That is truth, but also temporary."
"Yes. Another is being groomed for the task."
"The youngest of them."
"We believe so. He is apprentice to the leader of the Justice League."
The shrill clang of the bell signalled the end of the last period of the morning and before the reverberating sound diminished most of Gotham City Academy AP Calculus class had already gathered their things and was heading for the door.
"Tomorrow," Ms Reckolson's voice called over the sudden rise in student conversation, "we continue our practical applications of the extreme value theorem so I want you to have the next two chapters in your Differential Calculus Texts read and the practice equations at the end of the chapter calculated and graphed before you step fo
Event HorizonEvent Horizon2 years ago in Drama More Like This
AUTHOR'S NOTE: This is a continuation of my AU of the Episode "Depths". I've been working on this for a while and I'm rather pleased with how it turned out. I borrowed a bit from DC Comic "Nightwing #114", because it's one of my favorites and I really wanted it in my story. So I took it and rewrote it and put it here and I'm not sorry! LoL! Now, a lot of people have wanted this continuation, so I hope it meets with your expectations. Please, enjoy!
DISCLAIMER: Seriously, do I really have to do this again? I will if I have to, but by now you should all know that none of this is mine. It's really not. All recognizable DC Characters belong to DC Comics, and the story and plot belong to the Troll - *WHAP!* - Muse. I'm just the person who gets to type it up.
Event Horizon – In general relativity, an event horizon is a boundary in space-time beyond which events cannot affect an outside observer. In layman's terms it is def
Sorry"That was truly pathetic."Sorry4 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Batman was snarling at the team, but most specifically, at Robin. The mission had been long and hard, with three days and two nights invested in what ultimately turned out to be a failure. The goal was surprisingly simple: get in, get the sample, get out. Unfortunately, it hadn't gone so smoothly. An alarm had been tripped at the warehouse they had been investigating, somehow slipping by Robin's electronic precautions. Armed gunmen had immediately arrived, shooting and blowing things up until there wasn't much left.
The team, bloody and bruised and battered, had managed to escape with their lives, but hadn't managed to get a sample of the chemical they were supposed to be investigating. Their mentors, frantic and worried, had beamed the team up to the Watchtower, where they recieved immediate medical care.
Batman was furious, but worst of all, he blamed Robin.
"How could you let your guard down?" The Dark Knight's voice was a whisper, but it somehow managed t
Linchpin: Chapter Twenty-OneLinchpin: Chapter Twenty-One3 years ago in Drama More Like This
Chapter Twenty-One: Abandon
He couldn't breathe.
The hand around his throat cut off any intake of air he might have taken, and his eyes went wide in panic as he clawed at the iron-like fingers.
"Easy, Dick, easy," the voice was not what he expected and it took a moment for him to recognize it.
And then he could breathe again, deep ragged gasps that bordered on hysterical sobs.
Gentle fingers moved his own hand away from his throat and then were helping him sit up in his bed. No, not his bed, the hospital bed he'd been restricted to now for more than a week.
"Breathe slowly, son," Bruce was coaching him as the older man sat on the edge of the mattress next to him.
Dick nodded and fought to keep from hyperventilating. He closed his eyes, chasing the lingering images of his dream back into his subconscious. He heard the door open and a whispered conversation between the shift nurse, alerted by the sudden spike in his vitals monitor, and his guardian. A moment later
Mirrored EventsIt seemed like only every other blue moon that appeared, that Bruce Wayne and Dick Grayson would have a fun night out just simply because they wanted to. This particular definition of fun being: not fighting crime. This trip to the theater was not just another cover up to hide their secret identities, but it was truly because they wanted to spend a day together as father and son. Out of all the years they spent patrolling the city as Batman and Robin, they noticed that there was always a certain time in the year when almost nothing illegal or dangerous would happen.Mirrored Events2 years ago in Drama More Like This
The rest of the world also seemed pretty quiet since most of the Justice League were either home, in the watch tower, or patrolling their own towns and Young Justice were not on any particular assignments that evening. They decided to use at least one day during this time of the year to have some fun—and also because Alfred had bought them a pair tickets to a favorably acclaimed travelling production of The Pirates of
Always Love You Part 1Dick kneeled in front of the tombstone; he obviously didn’t care about grass stains on his hundred dollar tuxedo paints. His head was bowed as he placed the bouquet of flowers between his knees and the stone. He waited a minute in silence with his head bowed, his hands tucked in his lap, before he cleared his throat to speak, “Hi Jay.”Always Love You Part 12 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
It had been five years since Jason Todd died. Every day since Dick had come to his grave to talk to him. Dick would tell him everything that he could think of, like what he did that day, what Bruce’s mood was like. No matter how many times he came to see Jason, it was still hard. It was hard to see his name engraved forever into the tombstone before him. It was hard to know that his grave was robbed, and he couldn’t stop that either. It was hard to know Dick wasn’t there to save him. It was hard to know he’d never be able to feel or touch Jason again.
Dick cleared his throat and tried to swallow his tears,
Five and One...Five and One...2 years ago in Humor More Like This
Five and One - Okay, make it Six
SUMMARY: (AU) Five times a Cat got the better of a Bat and the one time... well, maybe we should just make it six.
AUTHOR'S NOTES: This little nibble struck me the other day after I was going through my favorites over on DA trying to get some inspiration for a few YJ pieces I'm working on. Then I saw this image by Callousvixen:
It's a shame they never got to introduce Catwoman to the Young Justice Verse. There are so many versions of Catwoman that do the character justice, but I think I'm most fond of the Animated version from the 90s. She was just the perfect counterpoint for Batman. However, I adored Anne Hathaway's costume from The Dark Knight Rises so that's what I've based the look on. Google it if you'd like a reference.
This story is pure ridiculous. I started writing it and it just kept getting worse and worse. And I love every wo
Damian's school week Tuesday"Master Damian, if you keep moving I can never get this necktie right." Alfred scolded Damian calmly.Damian's school week Tuesday3 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
"Alfie, can you help me next?" Dick sounded a little helpless.
"Do I have to tie your shoelaces too, master Dick?" Alfred said stoically.
"Very funny, Alfie. Will you please help me now?"
"Sometimes I wonder where you would all be right now, if I was not here to help you." Alfred said turning to Dick to help him.
"Uhm, I don't want to know I think." Was all that Dick said.
Then he turned to Damian, "Why don't you try to make some friends today instead of making them cry, little D."
He didn't look forward to another talk with Damian's principal.
Damian just grumbled.
"Class, today we're going on a fieldtrip." Mr. Williams said.
The other kids looked at the teacher expectantly, so Damian followed their example.
"We'll be going to a museum that is out in the open and just outside of Gotham. There is a park wi
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."
Hypothermia Part 3Superboy cursed.Hypothermia Part 34 years ago in Drama More Like This
What the hell is he supposed to do? Robin wasn't breathing and his heart had stopped. He was dead. Oh God, Robin was dead.
Superboy pressed himself and Robin closer to the fire and tried to think of something, anything that would bring the Boy Wonder back to life, because Robin couldn't be dead. He may have been mortal but it wasn't possible for him to just die!
There was a noise, dear god; he really hoped it wasn't those damn guards because Superboy didn't think he would be able to hold back.
As they were flying to the cave where Robin and Superboy were Superman focused on the two heartbeats and flying at a speed slow enough for everyone to follow but quick enough for them to get to the two trapped teens. Yet, when he heard one heart beat stop and the other quicken. The Man of Steel had the same reaction; he stopped dead in his tracks then sped towards the teens, ignoring the voices coming from his comm. link, they could track his comm. link to follow him, but he