Mama Cat
{His father left him to die in an alleyway in Gotham but before death can come to him he is saved by the thief Catwoman. Join Wally as he becomes the greatest male thief in Gotham and probably the world? This is the story of Wally West-Kyle aka Catboy, Selina Kyle's adopted son!}
There is to many Robin/Nightwing stories out there. I love Richard as much as the next dude but wow. But Wally is my favorite character so if I had the choice it would be Filled with Wally shit like Spitfire(you can never get enough), Flashspell(Not enough of it), ALOT of Barry, Iris, Wally(Father/Mother/Son) bonding, Dick, Roy and Wally bro ships, School, Villain AUs...you get the point.
So since they are apart of my top 10 favs here is...
Mama Cat
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Prologue:
He lay there shaking on the cold ground, on the verge of passing out because of the blood loss. His father apparently thought he didn't need a punching bag anymore and drove from Blue Valley to Gotham just to get him out of his face.
'Well it worked' The freckled coated 8 year old thought.
He had no one to say goodbye to so he didn't talk. He had an Aunt that his father talked so fondly about before he lost his job. He never said a word about her after and the one time he asked his father dislocated his arm and he had to set it himself.
The six year old was scared was an understatement. He was utterly terrified. He heard of some of the Villains in Gotham from the Radio in the basement of thei- Rudy's home when he got drunk and threw him in there, pissed off at the fact that his son was not as good as Teds kid from his old job. He heard of Two-Face, Joker and his weird partner in crime Harley Quinn, Penguin and Many more. At least Batman's around. Otherwise he would have probably be grateful for himself to bleed out.
He couldn't really get a good look at the figure that somehow appeared in front of him but of what he could make out of it was that she was a female. He attempted to get up and run away but he fell back down, groaning in pain. The only words he murmured out was a silent 'help'. She heard it and kept her distance until the boy fell into unconsciousness.
"I won't hurt you sweetie."
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When he woke up from his 'not so peaceful' nap, he himself on a soft brown couch, it looked raggity and had cat marks on it but other than that it felt nice and soft. After awhile he started to realize he should've been dead, his father beat him to a pulp and left him the alley, miles away from where the-, Rudy lives now. His "father" was pissed this time. He forgot to by Rudy a carton of cigarettes but the legal age to but tobacco was 18 and Wally was only 8, they wouldn't give it to him if he begged for it.
'It was my fault anyway' the 8 year old sighed to himself but winced as he sucked in too much air.
Then it hit him like a rock.
He wasn't home, he wasn't in the alleyway his father 'dropped' him off at. He shot up like a bullet but yelped at the sudden pain that flooded through his body. His ribs must be cracked because he felt sawing noise inside his body. He looked to his left to see his fingers in gauze, Rudy doing most likely.
Whoever who had put him here must've fixed his wounds and since he didn't know who it was, it scared him shitless.
He lied back down and slowly crawled himself into a fetal position, fearing whoever had taken him here just healed him to break him again. Suddenly, the door opened, revealing a Raven haired woman in a skintight catsuit. Her cowl was flowing from her back because the cold air coming from the window was breezy. Her forest green eyes had concern and worry all over them, Wally didn't notice. He doesn't know the definition of those words anymore.
She raise her leg to advance toward the boy but he flinched as soon as she did so. He was scared and so was she to some extent but not as much as the red head was. She spoke to him from a distance, hoping that'll be easier for him.
"Erm... I'm Selina." She introduced herself to the Child, hoping he would do the same.
"... w-w-Wally." His voice was scared and broken, Selina didn't know what to do. She couldn't drop him off at a hospital because they would ask about his injuries and even if they didn't and she leaves, it would be right. She had this magnetic attraction toward the boy and it made her want to keep him safe for as long as she lives.
"Well," She looked at the boy, "How did you wind up in the alley?"
Wally looked unsure and frightened. He didn't know if he could trust her, plus the fact that his dad might come back for him. The look in the boys face told her everything and she already understood. He flinched whenever she moves without or with warning, his body was damaged and his clothes had hints of alcohol, you didn't have to be Bruce Wayne to figure it out.
'Oops.' Selina spoke to herself mentally,'Batman'.
"Wally, would you like some hot tea?" Selina asked the red head with a warming smile. He shook his head no but his eyes said otherwise. "Come on." She sang gently, "There's a nice hot cup with your name on it!"
Wally licked his lips at the thought and Selina giggle. He shook his head in an affirmative yes and she smiled and made her way to the kitchen.
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It was a week later and it seemed everything was settling in nicely. Wally was still a bit scared and shy but he liked it here, he felt like she accepted him. She knew this and she was glad to make home feel welcomed. Wally's injuries are healing so it's easier to move around. He mentioned to himself that this place was more comfy and safe than his dads house, even though its a one bedroom apartment and she has been letting him sleep in her bed. She was better than his back stabbing mother as well.
Selina felt he belonged here and not a orphanage so she decided to pop the question.
"Wally?" He looked up to her from his spot on the couch. "How would you like to live here?"
Wally's face brightened and his eyes did the same. "Did you really have to ask?"
The response made her hug the boy gently, so he wouldn't get hurt.
He is Wally West-Kyle and he is the son of Selina Kyle.