I do not own Young Justice or any Justice League characters, just my random thoughts. I was trying to beat writer's block to finish my other stories and this came out in an after noon. I am posting it a chapter at a time to see what responses it gets, so please read and review! All are welcome, and don't hate me Im not sure if this will bloom into a Robin/KF fic, I think the pairing is cute but love their friendship as well. Here we go, enjoy!
Richard Grayson was an average teenager to the unknowing eye. He went to school, played sports, and was even popular. To any outsider he lived the life. After he was orphaned by the death of his parents he was taken in by the richest man in Gotham City, Bruce Wayne. But you cant judge a book by it's cover. What no outsider knew was that he had become the protégé to one of the Justice League's elite, the Batman.
Bruce had took the angry weak nine year old in and transformed him into a force to be reckoned with, Robin. Bruce had also come to care greatly for the boy, and even though he appeared uncaring he would give his life to protect him. Though Robin understood his place, he yearned for more. To stand at Batman's side as an equal not behind him like a side kick. And when the Young Justice team was formed Robin ceased his chance to prove himself. Standing beside Kid Flash, Aqua-Lad, Super Boy, Miss Martian, and Artemis he could finally show Batman, Bruce he was no longer a child.
Red Tornado stood ready with Black Canary as the BioShip landed less then gracefully in the hanger. Though the team had successfully completed their mission, M'gann had radioed back about a few injuries that needed to be tended to. When the hatch opened Aqua-Lad walked off helping Artemis along while Super Boy had both Kid Flash and Robin draped over his shoulders, Miss Martian following close behind.
"Kaldur report?", Black Canary spoke as she helped Artemis sit down on a waiting gurney.
"Mission succes-"
"You call that a success?", Artemis interrupted.
"Despite team condition we completed the task assigned.", he watched M'gann help Connor lay down Wally and Robin.
"Artemis your injuries?", Black Canary asked.
"I think I tore something in my shoulder, a few cuts, but mostly a bruised ego.", she sighed.
"You will survive", Red Tornado replied.
"Really?", she bit back but was silenced when Kaldur hushed her.
"Kaldur?"
"I am fine, simply dehydrated.", Black Canary nodded and looked to Connor who was tending to M'gann.
"A couple of bumps and bruises here, nothing fatal", M'gann chimed as she swatted Connor's hands away and looked over towards Robin.
"And these two?', she asked noting that Wally was already coming too.
"Ughh…need carbs…", Black Canary raised and eyebrow and looked to Kaldur as he handed Wally a candy bar.
"Wally ran out of gas you could say, but it is Robin who sustained the worst of the injuries. M'gann managed to stop the bleeding from his head wound but we should take him to the medical wing, I pray more damage was not done", as Kaldur spoke echoing foot steps made everyone pause to see Martian Man Hunter and Batman enter the hanger. Shifting caused Kaldur to turn back to Robin who had started to wake.
"My head….somebody get a number for that truck…were am I?"
"The hanger, do you know who I am?', Robin squinted briefly and then nodded.
"Hey Green Lantern when'd you dye your hair?", Kaldur looked shocked but the smirk on the boy wonder's face had him quickly smiling and shaking his head.
"Welcome back Robin", he offered him a hand to help him into a sitting position. When Robin was sitting up he touched his head and stifled the urge to curse at the sudden pain.
"Uncle J'onn", M'gann went to her Uncle who looked relived at her healthy state while Batman continued on to his protégé. When he came to stand before Robin he took the boys chin in his hand and turned his head eyeing the injury to his left temple before releasing him.
"We will discuss what happened at the cave, get cleaned up and head home", Robin simply bowed his head looking both angry and hurt.
"Batman wouldn't it be best if Robin went to the medical wing here?", Kaldur spoke up for his team mate.
"No, and as for the rest of you hit the showers, tomorrow morning you all have training with Black Canary on how to function together.", the team fell silent as Batman and Martian Man Hunter left.
"Hey Rob man don't be bummed..", Wally rested his hand on the younger boys shoulder only to be brushed off.
"I have to go…see you all in the morning…", and with that he left the others.
Robin kicked down the kick stand on the side of his bike and dismounted slowly, removing his helmet. Wincing as the helmet caused pain to irrupt in his temple he threw it down and kicked a near by rack that held tools. He was frustrated with his ill performance, with the fact that he allowed him self to get injured. But most of all he was frustrated because Batman had looked at him as he always did. Like he was a child who was playing a game he was not yet ready for.
"Damn it", he growled as he clenched his fists tightly, the leather of his gloves groaning from the pressure. Turning towards the stairwell he headed into the manor, as usual Alfred appeared asking if he needed anything. As kindly as he could Robin brushed past the man and started for the main stair case, he planned on locking him self in his room till morning, he had no intention of speaking with Bruce.
"Stop right there"
'So much for that plan', he thought as he turned to face his mentor. Bruce was now dressed in his usual work out clothes, a fact Robin was thankful for, he was less intimidating like this.
"I said we were going to talk"
"There's nothing to talk about!"
"Don't raise your voice to me Dick", grinding his teeth he was now reminded in the manor he was Richard Grayson, the adopted son of Bruce Wayne.
"Then don't treat me like I am a child Bruce", his words were venom coated, tonight he was far from calm, far from being civil.
"You got injured on the mission, why?"
"My own fault I underestimated my opponent. Wont. Happen. Again.", he narrowed his eyes as he tried to even his accelerated heart rate, this was not what he wanted to be doing. Every conversation with Batman about his failed moments in the field only reminded him further of the small gap between himself and his team.
"Your right it wont, if it happens again I am pulling you from field duty-"
"You cant do that!"
"I can, and I will", the statement was made in his, this-conversation-is-over voice, but Dick was not letting him boss him around not after the stuff he had been through to secure his place on the Young Justice team.
"You will not treat me like a child Bruce! Not after everything I went through as your partner. I deserve to be part of that team, to be out there doing what you taught me, fight the bad guys and win", he had now stomped down the stairs and was feet from the dark knight.
"You think you are so ready Dick but you are no-", the ear piece Bruce wore chimed causing him to pause and turn his head, 'Yes Superman…no, no its fine…yes I'm on my way…over and out". Dick shook his head and grinded his teeth as Bruce cleared his throat and returned his gaze to him. "We will continue this conversation when I return, I have to go".
Watching him leave Dick growled and struck out at the nearest thing, to bad it was a priceless suite of armor that stood beside the banister at the base of the stairs. Pulling his hand back from the now dented metal he took a calming yet shaken breath.
"It adds character I think", Alfred chimed in and Dick slumped his shoulders.
"Sorry Alfred….."
"Tis fine Master Dick, can I fetch you a drink or perhaps antiseptic and bandages?", Dick shook his head.
"I'm goin' out for a ride, see yah later", he waved over his shoulder as he slipped back down the passage to the garage. Walking to his locker near his bike he pulled out his sunglasses and leather jacket, before mounting up.