Character Reference Sheet (Ch. 1):

Dick Grayson - Robin
Bruce Wayne - Batman

A/N: Hi everyone! This is going to be a LONG FIC, but I'm starting with the prologue. I have about 2.5 other chapters done so far, and I've got a ways to go. Please let me know what you think!

Also, I know that many of you probably know who Dick Grayson and Bruce Wayne are, but like... just in case, they're on that list. Character names get more complicated later on, so I've got a list for each chapter.

It wasn't that Dick Grayson didn't like to have fun. It was just that for him, any kind fun wasn't necessary—or even relevant—unless a person had done exactly what they had set out to do. And, of course, it wasn't his fault that success and winning (especially winning) were important to him. Right. Because winning wasn't everything—it was just the only thing that mattered. And don't you dare say he's wrong, because deep down we all want to win at something. Dick had always known this better than anyone.

Current Example? Well, Dick wanted to win the 6th Annual Battle of the Bands at Delaney College. Sure, it sounded like a small goal. The problem was, Dick didn't have a band. Well, not yet.

Dick had always loved music. He grew up with violin and the infamous Suzuki method booklets. From the age of 4, Dick was coached by the top violinists in the state—not to mention encouraged by John Grayson, his father, who was a renowned concert violinist. Dick's dad was his role model for a long time. Dick's mom, Mary Grayson, was also a famous musician. Her cello skills were famous throughout New York City, where Dick grew up. Dick played his first concert with his parents at age 7. But that was a long, long time ago. And his birth parents were gone; the accident had made sure of that.

Shortly after the accident, Dick ended up being adopted by Bruce Wayne, a famous singer-songwriter who had known John and Mary's classical work and admired them greatly. What was Bruce Wayne like? Think… Ed Sheeran, but older and more brooding.

When Dick found it hard to look at his violin again, even a year later, Bruce taught his adoptive son how to play the guitar. So, as many do, Dick started with acoustic guitar and worked his way to electric guitar by the time he was 13 years old. And as he played song cover after song cover, Dick realized that this was his calling: the guitar. He lived for the riffs and the solos and the collaborative creativity that was a rock band. When it came to playing guitar, he loved every minute of it. Sure, he couldn't sing to save his life, but he could shred on the guitar like nobody's business. And as Dick grew older, he knew that electric guitar was truly his calling; music was his calling, just like it was for his birth parents and his father.

If you were to ask Dick Grayson what his goal for his music would be, he'd say it was to play for thousands of fans, all of them screaming his name. Glittering, cheaply-glued signs would be held up high in the air. They'd say things like "Dick Grayson ROCKS!" or "Marry me, Dick!" Also, at least one fan would be so inspired by his incredible performance that they'd call him their savior.

Above all? Dick wanted to be a legend. He wanted to be someone's hero.

And he would to anyone that questioned his dream that he wasn't just another dumb kid with an impossible mission. He really believed that he could change the music world someday. He'd swear it.

He just needed a damn band first.

But we're getting ahead of ourselves here, aren't we? We ought to start at the beginning of the story, at the beginning of Dick's freshman year of college.

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