A/N Holy crap I'm actually posting it. This story took hold of me recently and I was not able to stop writing it. This does fall chronologically after Domesticated, although you do not need to read that in order to get this one other than a few parts. Anyway on with the Story
What is a hero? In modern definition a hero is someone who saves others despite the risk to his or her safety or life. So then this brings us to my next question. What is a super-hero? Is it a hero that is better at saving people? Seems possible. But personal experience tells me this is not the case. Is it a hero with super powers as many see to associate with them? I guess I would be a good counterexample to that answer. So what is it that makes someone a super-hero?
This question had been plaguing him for quite some time. He wasn't sure why now this was bothering him so much, he just knew he needed to find an answer. He looked up at the clock and realizing it was already six in the morning he decided to get ready for the day.
While stepping out of the shower he caught his reflection in the mirror and felt something was off. He stepped over to the sink and automatically put his mask in its rightful place. Going through this motion he realized that this was the first time in a long time he had actually seen his own eyes. When he thought back on it he couldn't even remember the last time he had. Dick decided to brush it off seeing as how it was essentially part of who he was anyhow.
Robin entered the common room noting the time at 6:27 as he walked in. Raven was already up and drinking her tea and of course reading some book Robin had never even heard of. This was normal so he went about his daily routine of making his breakfast and sitting down at the computer to check on any possible warning signs for criminal activity or any leads it might have dug up on cases he had taken up. After glancing over the files and seeing nothing that required his immediate attention, Robin's thoughts turned to his teammates. They had all changed over the years, himself included. More recently though he had noticed much more change in Raven and Beastboy. BB had been more obvious with his... incidents, to put them lightly. He had since put more effort into remaining on the team than Robin had ever seen him put into anything. Raven had been helping him through whatever it was that had been bothering him, neither had, or likely would anytime soon, decided to tell him what they discussed. This seemed to have a positive effect on her. Since they had started that, she had started hanging out with and talking with everyone more and even seemed less likely to get irritated with anyone.
Now Cyborg had a theory about what it was that was making those two change so quickly. Many parts of which were definitely not only unsuitable for polite company but also completely outrageous considering who was involved. Not that he thought they weren't heading towards a possible relationship, but he knew neither of them was really ready for it quite yet, and knowing Raven she would not go into anything she wasn't prepared for.
Of course thoughts of relationships brought thoughts of Starfire to him. Cyborg also had a theory on how Robin should deal with that. Needless to to say he wasn't even giving the idea anymore thought than necessary to push it away. The main thing Robin was worried about in his relationship with Star was the fact that she still did not know his name or know what it looked like under his mask, and he could not bring himself to change that still. He trusted the Titans with his life, but he still had reservations about his secret identity. It wasn't even really that simple either, because he wasn't just protecting his identity but also Batman's. He had too many things bothering him and nearly any avenue of thought brought him back to one of those things.
As if on cue the most recent subject of his thoughts burst into the common room and predictably flew towards him and gave him one of her notorious hugs and a kiss that left him near blushing even though only Raven was in the room with them.
"Good morning Robin, good morning friend Raven!" she exclaimed cheerfully. Robin responded by squeezing her a little tighter and Raven gave a wave without looking up from her reading.
Starfire went about making herself some horrifying creation that made Robin's stomach churn just thinking about it. Luckily she had seemed to understand that many items that were tasty to her weren't even safe for humans and had thus stopped trying to get her friends to try most of her food.
"So Robin what do you plan on doing today?" Starfire said casually in a tone that told him she had something in mind as she sat down at the seat closest to him at the table.
Just then, "Mornin' ya'll!" Cyborg said loudly as he and Beastboy stepped through the door.
Robin gave them a little wave then turned back to Star. "Actually I was planning on canceling this morning's team training session." he said in a neutral tone.
"Wait, am I still asleep?" Beastboy queried skeptically.
"I suppose that's always possible, but I figure you guys could just do some light exercise while I'm out for the morning," Rob replied.
"Wait you're going to be out while we workout? I hardly see how that's fair," Beastboy complained.
"If you want you can patrol the rest of the morning with me," Robin stated simply and without a hint of irony.
"I have thoroughly weighed my options and have decided that I will stay here at the tower and do my light exercises," Beastboy responded almost instantly.
"I'll bet," Cyborg said giving a slap on the shoulder and then made way over to the kitchen where he proceeded to cook enough bacon to kill a crocodile.
"So how long do you plan on being out on patrol?" Starfire said sounding innocent enough to let him know he should probably cut it back to a few hours.
Feeling the others' eyes on him he calmly replied, "I should be back before eleven this morning."
"Great then this afternoon we can go to the mall of shopping!" Star exclaimed as Robin heard snickers from the other guys and even saw a tiny smile on Raven's face.
Making a note to violently murder the three of them he cleaned up what was left of his meal and headed for the door just as Beastboy got his turn at the kitchen and did not even comment of Cyborg's choice in foods. This was something that Robin still thought of as strange even though it had been weeks since they stopped their food wars.
Starfire caught up with him just as he entered the garage. "Why are you going out on patrol so much recently?" she asked in a soft voice that pierced at him like a harpoon, "Did I do something wrong?"
Robin nearly choked at these words. "What could possibly make you think that Star?" he said nearly frantic.
"We haven't been talking as much recently and you have been going out so much more than usual recently and I... I..." there was a hitch in her voice towards the end that gave way to tears.
He grabbed her into a tight hug. This startled her enough that the tears stopped. "Listen, there are some things that have been bugging me recently that I haven't felt comfortable sharing, but never think that any of this is you're fault!" Robin said with a vehemence that shocked him a little. He had not really paid attention himself, but he had been spending more time out on patrol and when he wasn't he was likely to be brooding all as a side-effect of the stuff on his mind.
He held her at arms length and said, "I'm sorry if you feel like I have been more distant but I just need some time to think on my own, okay?"
She looked into his eyes and did not reply. "When I get back we can spend the rest of the day together okay?"
She wiped the tears away and then smiled for him. "Okay."
Feeling bad he got on his R-Cycle, put his helmet on, waved goodbye and took off. In less than a minute he was in the city. After a arbitrary amount of time he took a turn into an alley and parked his bike. Storing the helmet in its lock and setting up the bike's security he left it as it was. He took to the roof tops.
Probably the most recent thing that was bugging him and the most reasonable excuse for him to go on patrol was the rash of vigilante justice that had been dished out over the past few weeks. It was a common enough occurrence that the police didn't do much besides a cursory investigation. Robin however had seen a pattern. Most of the new ones had been done by the same people. Also all evidence pointed toward them never using a firearm only fists and bladed weapons. Whoever was doing this was good, they also have taken on some high risk targets. Even some minor meta thugs. Of course the criminals were useless. Either they wouldn't talk or they said they never got a look at who attacked them. This didn't surprise Robin as good as they must be he expected them to attack from the darkness and neutralize the threat quickly. The only thing that did surprise is in all the ones linked to this MO there were only two fatalities and, the only reason he could see was on their rap sheets. One was a serial murderer and the other was a hit-man for the local criminal elements. Frustratingly enough the only thing he had ever found in terms of evidence from the group was that wasn't damage to the thugs was a single shoe print. A size twelve with no recognizable tread pattern.
They were really good.
Robin was understandably so, frustrated by this case. It was in the middle of going over it all again that he heard the unmistakable sounds of fighting. He dropped down silently around a corner from the sounds and as he turned the corner he got a bit of a shock. He had expected a gang fight, had hoped for his group of vigilantes. What he got was a sight of one man, surrounded by a group of previously armed men, with a short sword in each hand and a mask that covered nearly his whole face. The masked man knelt down and wiped the blood on his blades on the clothes of one of his victims. Robin studied the surroundings. It was a roughly square area with one alley running off of each corner no two in the same direction. The buildings' walls were made of concrete and were bare.
"Crap! Looks like I screwed up." He declared to nobody as he examined a big gouge in the concrete wall in front of him.
"I'd have to agree," Robin stated stepping into sight. His mind was running a million miles an hour piecing things together. So this guy has been taking out criminals on his own without being caught? The more he thought about it the more it fit. The only question left was, who the hell is he. His mask was plain so he couldn't identify him by that.
"Who are you?" Robin said in a commanding tone.
The man gave a slight grin under his mask. "Me? I'm just a common criminal, right?"
"At least you're honest. So you have been running around town beating up bad guys, what do you want here?" Robin questioned while examining one of the unconscious men farther away from the masked man, keeping him in sight the whole time.
"I'm just doing my part for a safer America," he said with the same slight grin. "I always knew you'd figure me out, I guess I was just hoping to postpone this meeting a little longer. Seems I have overestimated myself again."
"Its a common failing among criminals. Now, why don't you make this easy on yourself and come peacefully"
"Oh, I'm sorry if I gave you the impression I was going to let you take me in. I have no intentions of serving any time, especially not for these assholes," He indicated the unconscious men by kicking one.
"Then how about for the two men you murdered," Robin nearly spat out.
"Two? Ah, anyhow I knew it would come to this difference of definitions," With that he took of at a dead sprint.
Robin threw a birdarang at him, but he just drew a sword and slashed it out of the air. Robin followed him around a corner to find an empty alley way. The only sign of life in the alley was a single crow feather floating down from above. Robin was so pissed at himself he let another birdarang fly at the feather. As he was digging the projectile from a wall he remembered the crime scene.
He came back to the mess and a few of the men were stirring, but all he had to do was cuff them and he made short work of that. He contacted the police as he examined the gouge in the wall made by the masked man. He realized that the gouge was very deep for a short sword to have made. He was very strong, definitely stronger than Robin himself and seemed to be faster at a sprint as well. Whoever this guy was he was no amateur. After passing off the thugs to PD he went back to his bike and headed home as fast as he could.
When he arrived back in the common room he got 4 stares. He looked around confused at why they were all staring. "What?"
Beastboy looked at the clock and shook his head. "Is the clock broken?" he asked Cyborg.
"No its only nine o'clock, B, who woulda thought we'd see the day the Boy Wonder decided to work less than he said he would."
"Oh, I forgot about that," he said realizing he had spent less than two hours out there.
"Crap, must be a sign of the apocalypse." Beastboy said in mock panic.
"I've been working a new case the past few weeks."
"Okay I think we're in the clear guys," Beastboy said letting out a sigh.
He directed a look that very clearly told BB to shut up. "I was tracking what appeared to be a group of vigilantes, only I discovered just now that it was one guy. He mostly takes down groups of criminals packing some serious hardware, he has even taken on some of the more minor meta-humans. His only weapons are two short swords. He also was able to escape me with no apparent use of gadgetry after I chased him around a corner. Oh and I have no clue who he is. He wore a plain mask with not a single marking on it."
"Okay, so basically you're telling us we got some ninja running around doing our job for us?" Beastboy said with no apparent understanding of the situation.
"We act with law on our side and we don't kill." Robin stated sharply.
At this Beastboy shrank back from the angry leader.
"How bout we start with a description from what you saw?" Cyborg got out in hopes of keeping him from going off.
Robin closed his eyes. "About six feet tall, big, very solid probably 250 pounds. Medium-dark skin tone. Couldn't get anything else of note. Oh I doubt this will help but he's left-handed."
"Wait how could you even tell that?" Beastboy sounded confused.
"Well its more of a conjecture based on the gouge he left in the wall being done with his left hand and the fact that he blocked my birdarang left-handed."
"If I remember correctly, that is very uncommon among humans, yes?" Starfire asked.
"Yeah only about nine percent of humans are left-handed," Cyborg stated. "Still likely won't help cause its not something most people will see right away."
"Do you have any ideas on how to find him or predict were he will strike?" Raven queried.
"No. I don't know anything about this guy other than his hobby is cutting up bad guys. The only thing I can think of is to set a trap for him, but I'm not even sure how to set one for this guy."
"Sounds like something we're gonna have to leave to chance, dude," said Beastboy neutrally.
"Unfortunately I have to agree with you BB, lets just keep our eyes and ears open for anything that might lead us to this..."
"Holy crap I have an idea!" BB said then transformed into a wolf and started sniffing like mad on the Boy Wonder.
"Beastboy I doubt this will help I came into contact with about twenty other people." Robin said somewhat defeated.
Shifting back he sat up, "You said you chased him away I should be able to find out what he smells like if you take me there."
"Wow, why didn't you think of that Robin?" Cyborg sounded stunned.
"Well if anyone here would come up with an idea involving animals, its Beastboy." Raven said plainly.
On the way there, Cyborg driving his T-car following Robins directions asked, "So why use the wolf to sniff for this guy, aren't bloodhounds bred for this kinda thing?"
"As far as dogs go they have the best nose but nothing beats a wolf when it comes to the sense of smell, except a bear, but most bears have pretty poor vision and are more noticable."
"So you been testing out your animals' abilities more?"
"Yeah, learning as much as I can from books and then testing it out to see how good the information is."
"Wait you read books that don't come in comic form?" Cyborg sounded flabbergasted.
"I do now," BB responded casually.
Unfortunately Beastboy's idea ended up not working. He had been able to figure out the scent of the vigilante by following Robin's scent away from the crime scene. After he followed around the corner for a few feet though he lost the trail completely as if the man had disappeared.
"Well at least I know what he smells like now," Beastboy said sounding cheerful as they arrived back in the common room, "Even in my normal form I should be able to recognize it if its more recent or if I'm lucky enough to come across him."
Robin sat down on the couch and looked at the ceiling for a few moments. "Yeah that at least we have, but I don't understand how he did it."
"What do you mean?" Raven said from her corner where she was reading.
"He not only escaped me but did it in a way that eluded Beastboy's nose. The only I can see physically was up and I heard nor saw evidence of grappling hooks. So I guess he could always be a magician or a meta-human, but if he could teleport or fly I don't see why he would waste time running around the corner," Robin said all off this while thinking of all the possibilities he could come up with.
"Well I seriously doubt he used any magic to get away. I would likely have felt it while we were there, but we have no way of guessing if he is a meta or not," Raven said in her usual monotone.
"I'm guessing you have already tried talking to those he attacked," Cyborg started and after receiving a confirming look from Robin went on, "Well we could always try the criminals we know, or better yet, we can ask Jinx if she knows anything."
"Actually, I already tried that but she had less to go on then and I was wrong about numbers so maybe she can help now."
Cyborg walked over to the computer and brought up a communications line for Jinx's T-comp.
"I swear to god, if you're callin about those damn vigilantes again, I'll stab you!" Jinx said through a yawn.
"Good to see you too," Robin said as she realized she was on the line with all of them and received a gleeful wave from Starfire. "I was wrong, it was one guy. I had a little run in with him earlier."
"One guy? You gotta be kidding me," Jinx retorted in surprise.
"Well, I have a bit of a description of him, I was hoping it would help."
"No it won't. I never heard of any guy doing that kinda stuff on his own that wasn't a super-hero. Seeing as how you know more heroes than me, I think you guys are on your own," Jinx gave them a little wave and then hung up.
"Well crap," Cyborg said.
"Later I'll go back out looking for him again. But for now I guess I have a promise to keep." Robin said turning to Starfire.
"You wanted to go to the mall, right?" he said as they walked towards the hall.
"Yes, I will need some time to get ready though," Starfire replied.
"Okay then, meet in the garage in 30 minutes?"
"That should be sufficient time," she smiled.
After Dick got out of the shower and saw he had more than ten minutes left he decided to make a call.
"Dick," was the stoic reply.
Still putting on his uniform he set the communicator down on his dresser and talked while he dressed. "How are things in Gotham, Bruce?"
"Quiet for once. I hear you have been having trouble."
"You could say that," Dick sent a copy of his report. "Seen anything like this?"
If he was surprised he showed no sign of it. "No nothing quite like this. I'll keep an eye out for anything that might help you though."
"How's Alfred?" done dressing he sat on his bed and held the T-comp.
"Same as ever, and still won't hear anything about taking a vacation," Dick thought he actually saw a smile cross the man's face.
"Surprise their. How about Babs?" Dick continued his line of questioning.
"She's getting better. I think you should talk to her sometime."
Dick glanced uneasily at the clock, "Yeah I guess I should... look I gotta go, see ya."
Batman's only response was a nod then he turned off the communication.
Later Robin and Starfire were at the mall and after some time spent looking around and buying useless things they were at the food court. Of course they were still watched by most of the people in the room, but no one bothered them so they just ignored it and talked about inconsequential subjects over food.
At Star's request they went to the park after, since there wouldn't be so many prying eyes and ears.
While they were there Robin started thinking about many things during the silences. Mostly he thought about who he was and what he would do about his secret identity. He knew it was too much to ask to expect her to go on dating him if he couldn't even share that much with her. This train of thought got to him so much that he made a few slips and was sure Starfire knew what was going on. So he forced himself away from those thoughts for now and noticed a small tenseness melt away from her he hadn't noticed before. Of course the thoughts came back to him periodically, but he managed to keep it to a minimum until later that evening when he elected to go back out on another patrol.
Night patrols were usual for the Titans as of recent times and tonight was Raven and Cyborg's turn so he didn't have to worry about too many interruptions. He called up Raven only to find out Cyborg had switched with Beastboy.
"He said something about his car," Beastboy responded when asked why.
Robin then called Cyborg. "What are you doing exactly?"
"I told Beastboy I needed to work on my car," was his straight faced response.
"I'm more interested in the truth,"Robin replied in a tone that gave no room for argument. "Is this another attempt to catch them in some compromising situation?"
"No, I was actually just giving them an excuse to spend more time together. I don't think they know that we know about them. Of course if I do catch them in any compromising situations that would be a bonus," Cyborg said with a big grin on his face.
"They really don't need you perving on them."
Cyborg responded with a big laugh and then said. "I guess I can cut them some slack. So how are things with you and Star?"
"I... I think I need to finally tell her who I am."
"I'm surprised I thought you used the whole secret identity thing to get the ladies," Cyborg joked around then asked, "Still all the reservations cause of old man Bat?"
"That's part of it. Honestly I'm afraid to let anyone in on it. I was raised on suspicion and brutal training."
"I hear that's bad for hormone levels. I think I see what you mean, but ultimately you gotta make the choice. Man you're really chatty today, I gotta go replace a transmission see ya."
Robin closed his T-comp with a small smile on his face. He then flipped it back open and made another call.
"Listen I know this is probably a bad time for you to talk, but I need to tell you something," Robin said as a way of greeting.
There was a slight jerking motion as Batman knocked out some street thug. "Two calls in less than twelve hours I figured it would be important," He replied impassively.
"I'm going to tell my team who I am. I'm going to start with Starfire she probably won't understand, but one of the others is likely to," Robin said it that way just in case someone was listening and knew Batman would get it anyway.
"I take it you have been thinking about this for a long time," Batman said not giving away how he felt about it or his choice in order.
"Yeah and I trust them with my life. I don't plan on making it public to all the Titans yet, but I need to give them this especially with how well the guys took the news of me knowing all about them from the beginning."
"I heard they didn't take it well at all."
"Oh they didn't but all things considered it went pretty well and they got over it pretty quickly," he said with a grin. "So what do you think?"
"I think I gave up trying to tell you what to do about three years ago," Batman stated simply.
That seemed about the straightest answer Robin was going to get from him so he said. "Thanks, bye."
"Just know that if this comes back to me I'll make you regret it."
Robin closed his communicator and felt a weight lift off his chest. He stood on the edge of the building for a few more minutes and then for once decided to go home without doing any actual patrolling.
A short while later saw him in the gym furiously beating on the punching bag. He was too damn nervous to actually do it. He had frozen up in the middle of going to knock on Starfire's door. Crap. I thought this would be the easy part. After about twenty minutes of punishing the bag for his frustration he went back to his room to clean up and get an early start on his nightly routine of staying up later than he should obsessing over cases.
Or at least he was going to until he stepped back out of his room and nearly got run over by Star.
"Oh, I'm sorry I was not watching where I was going," Star said looking somewhat distracted.
"Is something wrong?" Robin questioned with some concern in his voice.
"No, I was just thinking of Tamaran. I tend to area out when I think of it," Star said with a slight smile on her face.
"Its zone out," he corrected on instinct and then said, "You just saved me the time to look for you anyway." He had to act now before he lost the nerve again.
"What did you require me for?" she inquired.
He opened up his door and motioned inside. She went inside and he followed her, every step building more tension in his body. By the time they stood in the center of the room he felt like he couldn't do it anymore. He turned and leaned on the dresser.
"Robin?" Starfire sounded worried.
Hearing that name he looked up into the mirror on top of his dresser. He met his "eyes" and for the first time in a long time really saw his mask. He saw what an impenetrable shield it was. That was essentially the idea, but if he never took it off then that's all his friends would see as well.
He stood up straight feeling the strength back in his limbs. He then peeled the mask off and turned back toward Starfire.
To say she looked surprised would have been an understatement. "Ro..."
He interjected, "My name is Richard Grayson."
There were tears in her eyes. "Richard." She then jumped into his arms. She then looked into his eyes for the second time and said, "My name is Kori'ander."
He gave her a big smile and stole a kiss. It was much more passionate than any other he could recall. He felt like he never wanted it to stop. After some time spent this way they just held each other for a while.
She then stepped away holding her arms to herself and said, "Well I suppose you would like to get started on your case work now." She looked away self consciously.
Looking at the time he said, "I was actually wondering if you wanted to watch a movie."
"I would most enjoy watching a movie with you, Richard," she stated with an ecstatic look.
He slipped his mask into a pocket and walked to the door leading the way.
"You are not going to put your mask back on?" Starfire asked hopefully.
"I've been thinking about this for a while now and I figure I don't need it around you guys."
At this she smiled and they continued toward the common room. When they arrived Beastboy turned from his and Cyborg's game, and promptly lost because he did not turn back.
"Oh come on, B, you even tryin?" Cyborg turned at Beastboy and followed his gaze. Where he stood transfixed for a moment until he went for his communicator and called Raven.
"What is it?" Raven sounded distracted.
"I think you should come to the common room, now."
"Any reason why?" she was sounding annoyed now.
"Yer gonna have to see it to believe it."
"Okay, this better not be some stupid prank or I'll make you regret it," she then popped out of the floor first looking at Cyborg but then she noticed he and Beastboy were staring past her.
She turned around and then after a moment of stunned silence said, "So, you do have eyes."
At this Dick let out a loud laugh. "I do indeed. So who wants to watch a movie?"
"I think I'm seeing things," Beastboy said and made his way over to the kitchen where he poured himself a cup of water.
"Oh and I forgot to mention, my name is Richard Grayson." Their reactions were similar to what he expected, though Beastboy's was a little more extreme.
Beastboy choked on his water and Cyborg looked thoughtful. "I know I have heard that name somewhere before," Cyborg stated looking into space thinking hard.
Raven looked unimpressed. Dick looked at Beastboy with a grin. Knowing who Beastboy was he figured BB would know his name well. "Dick Grayson as in heir to the... Holy shit does that mean Batman is..." he looked like his head was going to explode. He didn't seem to be able to process the information.
Cyborg looked like he was thinking harder. "Okay I know I've heard of you now but what's got his panties in a bunch."
"Dick Grayson heir to the Wayne fortune!" Beastboy yelled, "He's practically more well known than Robin himself."
"Oh that's right," Cyborg had a look of realization. "So you mean to tell me, that Bruce Wayne is Batman?" Cyborg said skeptically then turned to Beastboy. "And why would you know his name so well? Don't tell me you been secretly holding a flame for little Dickie over there."
"Why would Beastboy hold a flame for you and why are they calling you such strange names when you told them your name is Richard?" Starfire whispered to him.
"It's a figure of speech and Cyborg is just giving him a hard time. Dick is a nickname for people named Richard," he said without even looking away from the two.
"And what is so surprising about Batman's real identity?" She inquired further.
"Bruce Wayne is one of the richest men on the planet. Which I suppose is how Richard here got us this Tower in the first place," Raven stated.
"Ah so you knew that name, anyway," Dick replied.
"Well he does have a building in the city, besides he is always on the news for being a first rate slut."
At this all three guys stared at her for a few seconds then burst out laughing at the same time. Starfire looked around confused for a few moments until Raven whispered something in Star's ear.
"You should not say such things about Richards father," she exclaimed while blushing.
"He's been called much worse by people who had malicious intent before," Dick stated simply.
"Anyway I was serious about the movie, anyone want to watch something?" Dick questioned.
"Well actually since Dick is sharing I guess I'll share too. My name is Garfield Logan, although you all knew my first name," Beastboy said to Cyborg and Starfire, then to all of them, "Call me Gar."
"Well all right, my name is Victor Stone," Cyborg said happily.
"I am Kori'ander," Star said smiling at them all.
They all looked expectantly at Raven. "What? My name is Raven."
"Really? You don't even have a last name?" Gar said feeling cheated.
"There were no last names in Azerath. Although my mother's original last name was Roth.," she replied with seemingly less monotone than usual.
"Well now that we have all made introductions, movie time," Richard said.
Turning forward Vic said to Gar, "You still never told me why you're stalking Dick."
Garfield rolled his eyes and said, "My step-father is Steve Dayton the only man in the states richer than Bruce Wayne."
"And that's an excuse for stalking poor delicate Dick here?"
Rolling his eyes again Gar said, "He told me about Bruce and his kid simply because he was another multi-billionaire."
"Likely story," Vic said with an evil laugh.
"Leave it you two, we got a movie to watch," Dick said trying to sound authoritative through his grin.
A/N So, I hope you enjoyed that. Anyone wanna guess how our mysterious vigilante pulled it off? I won't tell anyone if they are right or wrong, but it will help me know if I am predictable I suppose. Please review.