Author's Note: Hello! This isn't the first story I've written in my life, but I'm still a rookie writer, so don't complain about my story if there's something wrong. Also, if you want to include your own character or OC in this story, there's more info at the bottom about having your own character be in this story. I don't own anything except for my own characters. The other characters that aren't real comic characters belong to people I know. The rest belongs to DC Comics. Enjoy!
It was a quiet night in Gotham City. Everything was silent. Nothing made a sound, until a gruff voice that was somewhere in Crime Alley yelled, "Run!" Two robbers were running through Crime Alley, trying to outrun someone.
The person chasing the robbers looked short and almost looked like a kid, but he definitely looked menacing. He had orange hair and wore a small blue and white cowl that only covered his eyes. He also wore a sheath for two swords on his back. He also wore a blue outfit with the same exact symbol on his chest.
The strange chaser eventually ran the robbers into a dead end. Both of the robbers cowered in fear. With the robbers cornered, the person chasing the robbers drew two short swords. The person spun the two swords each in his hand. "Give back the stuff you took now, or you'll have to pay the price," the swordsman said in a kid-like, but serious voice. "N-never!" One of the robbers shouted. The robber shot at the swordsman. The swordsman just deflected the bullet back at the robber. The bullet hit the robber right in the chest. The robber collapsed.
The other robber shook his partner. "Ken! Wake up!" the robber shouted. Ken just laid there in his partner's arms, bloody and dead. "You didn't listen to justice, and now, you'll have to pay the price!" the swordsman shouted.
As the swordsman raised his sword, the dream ended and I woke up to my sister slapping me. "BEN! WAKE UP!" she shouted. "I'm up! I'm up!" I yelled. I glared at my black-haired sister. It was ironic how she looked like dad, but I looked like mom.
My sister just glared back at me more menacingly. "That may work in your fantasies, but not in the real world," she said. I slightly yelped in terror and hid in my closet. My sister just opened my closet and dragged me out. "You may want to become a hero like dad for the fame, but I want to graduate school and become a hero to actually HELP people," she said. "Hey! I want to be able to help people!" I lied. My sister was right. All I wanted back then was to become a hero just so people around the world would know who I was.
My sister struggled to drag me as I tried desperately to get away. "Come on, Ben! You're gonna be late for your first day at the academy!" my sister said. At that moment, I stopped struggling. In fact, I quickly got ready.
I couldn't wait to get to the academy and meet all sorts of new friends that are the sons and daughters of heroes like my dad! Maybe I could even become friends with someone powerful, like Superman's kid, or maybe even the kid of a green lantern! I got excited at all the possible friends I could make!
But soon, I realized something horrible. Kids that are the sons and daughters of villains will be going to the academy, too. I got scared when I realized that. Dad had told me about all sorts of powerful and crazy villains he and grandpa had fought when dad was just 13 years old. What if I meet The Joker's kid? Or Lex Luthor's kid? Or even the Scarecrow's kid?
Now, I was nervous. Who knows what would happen to me at the academy?
Okay! Here's more info on the character thing! If you want to include a dc character of your own, you can use the template below this. If you can't think of a hero or villain to be your parent, you can make one up or have the character be an orphan
Below is the template
Name:
Species:
Gender:
Age:
Parents:
Superpowers/Abilities:
Unknown Superpowers/Abilities (powers that even your own character doesn't know about!):
Alignment (good, bad, neutral, or anti-hero (hero in a cruel and mean-spirited way)):
Personality:
Appearance:
Any other extra info: