NA: Title is subject to change! I don't know yet...
Disclaimer: I do not own, or claim to own, anything in the Batman, or DC universe! This all belongs to the beautiful people at DC. Sadly. But...that's probably for the best...because nothing good would happen if I owned Batman :D
CRACK
I winced as I felt a hand collide with my cheek, nails digging into the already tender skin, tearing open my flesh.
"Don't you dare talk back to me ever again. I don't even know why I keep you around. All you are is a nuisance to my life—I'd be better off without you around. I would probably be able to afford nicer things if it weren't for you!" The slurred voice of my so-called-father rang out through the small living room. He stormed out the front door after spitting on the floor next to me. The scum-bag's probably going to go plan some bank robbery or something.
I sighed, standing in place for a second to make sure he wasn't coming back before walking to the door and locking all three deadbolts, and putting the chain in place. After I deemed the door secure, I walked back into the shitty apartment, and made my way to my even shitter looking bedroom.
My father probably wouldn't be home for a few days, so I had the place to myself. Every eighteen year old's dream, right? I guess I could move out of this hell hole if I really wanted to, but where would I go? And with what money? I was hardly making ends meet as it was. And how was a girl with no self defence training suppose to do in Gotham City by themselves—
A flash of red, green, and yellow by my window caught my eye, disturbing my thoughts. I quickly rushed over to unlock the glass to let the person in.
"What the hell are you doing here dressed like that?! Edward just left, you idiot!" I chastised my visitor as he climbed with ease through my now open window.
He frowned, "Nice to see you too, sis. I was in the neighbourhood, so I decided to visit, The boss is dealing with some drug dealers, so I snuck off. I haven't seen you in weeks!"
In front of me stood street rat turned billionaire's son, Jason Todd, or, better known now as Robin, The Boy Wonder. He wore an expression of determination that must of come with the domino mask, because he always that that look on his face when in costume. But that look quickly turned into one of concern when he saw the five star on my cheek. Jason moved further into my room, and gently put a hand on my chin to examine the damage.
"That looks like it fucking huts, Raleigh," Jay told me sympathetically.
"Oh, that is where you are wrong Robin, it feels like someone who just found a basket of kittens on their front porch!" I tell him sarcastically, moving away from him to sit on my bed.
"Is that person, by any chance, allergic to cats?" He retorted with a small smirk.
"Maybe."
Jason comes over to sits beside me on the bed, pulling something out of his nifty belt. He took out a suspicious looking bottle—probably some sort of slave. I hope. Because he started rubbing it on my face.
"Why don't you leave?" Jason asked me for probably the billionth time since I turned sixteen.
"Where would I go? All the money I have is being put into this shit-box of an apartment, and feeding that greedy mouth of the ever-pleasant I call my father. Jase, I wouldn't survive one day by myself in Gotham." I'm really getting tired of this argument. We used to have it probably on a daily basis before Jason got adopted by Bruce Wayne.
"If it's money you're worried about, I'm sure Bru—"
" 'Bruce will give me what I need?' Jason, I'm not going to take charity from that man. Dad will probably be in Arkham soon, and that's all the help your new dad needs to give me. Anyways, I almost have the money I kept telling myself I would have, but never actually reached because of Edward." Which is a lie. But he doesn't have to know that.
He looked like he wanted to say something to that, probably caught my lie, but his posture suddenly became ridged, and he pulled his hand from my face to place a finger to his ear. Must be his comm link.
"Robin here." His eyebrows furrowed together as he listened, " I just wanted to take a look around my old neighbourhood...Riddler again?" Robin got an amused look on his face, turning to me to smile dumbly. I shook my head at him, sitting quietly, with my own smile. "Yeah, I'm coming. Robin out." Lowering his hand, he turned to look at me again, "I have to leave. Batman wants me to help him nab The Riddler."
"Understandable," Smirking, I get off my bed to walk the Boy Wonder to the window. "See you later, baby bro."
"Later, big sis," Robin gave me a quick kiss on my cheek, then sprang out the window, using the sill as a spring board to gain momentum as he front flipped once in open air, then shot off a grapple hook, and flew off into the night like his name sake.
"Show off," I mutter under my breath, shutting and locking my window, and plopping face first onto my bed, letting sleep consume my exhausted body.
CLICHE ENDING, YES!
Yeah, so...this is my first Batman fanfiction...don't know if it's any good, or if I wrote Jason right..hmm...
Welp, let me know if this is any good. I have about half of the second chapter already written, so if SOMEONE likes this story, I'll continue..so ...yeah XD
I'm just gonna go sit in a corner now, and wait and see if anyone reads this..
REVIEW IF YOU LIKE IT! PLEASE! I BEG OF YOU!
Yeah...I'm gonna go now XD
~TheJoker'sAdmirer