Hey there! My name is Sketch, and this is my series of one-shots. I have read small amounts of fan fictions where Robin/Dick Grayson has a sister/sister figure, and I think that there should be more. So, I decided to make my own, only with one-shots. Some of them will have two parts or more and some of them will not come in order, but that's the beauty of one-shots. Anyways, this is the story of Aubrey and Dick Grayson growing up surrounded by Super-Heroes. Enjoy!

Disclaimer #1: I DO NOT OWN YOUNG JUSTICE, JUSTICE LEAGUE, OR ANYTHING ASSOCIATED WITH DC COMICS! Besides Aubrey. She's mine.

Disclaimer #2: I will NOT have any lovey-dovey crap in these one-shots. There will be:

NO Zatanna x Robin

NO Batgirl x Robin

NO Barbara x Robin

But there might be some WonderWoman x Batman, or some Green Arrow x Black Canary (since they're dating)

Disclaimer #3: I know that in the comics, Dick speaks "Romani" not "Romanian". But, in this, Aubrey and Dick will speak Romanian because I said so. (Because Romani is not on Google Translate)

Disclaimer #4: Italic= Thoughts/Memories/Translations

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Chapter #1: The Fall

WARNING(S): Mentions of Blood and Death.

AUBREY'S POV

(The picture is Aubrey)

Falling.

Reaching.

Screaming.

Crying.

It happened so fast. We were just doing our normal routine. Mom and Dad first, then Dick, then me. Then we wait for our cue. But it never came.

I saw my mother's face go from excited and happy, to sadness and fear. I saw the recognition on my father's face when he finally realized that he was falling.

All I could do was hug my big brother tight.

Dick has always been there for me. When mami and tati (Mom and Dad in Romani. Their native language) were practicing their routines and I needed someone, he was there.

I was always treated as the baby of the family, I was, after all, six. While my big brother was nine. I always need my big brother, no matter what. And right now, I need him more than anything.

I clutched onto my brother while sitting in front of my mother's broken, lifeless body. I heard people panicking and gasping when they came near us. But I try not to hear them. I just tucked my head in my brother's chest and let him put his face in my hair.

We spent about ten minutes like that, comforting each other. That is, until someone finally approached us.

"We need to take them now." the kind man who looked like a police officer told us. I was confused by his statement at first, when I realized, he was talking about our parents. I just cried harder, unable to answer. I felt Dick nod his head from his place in my hair.

Twenty minutes passed and I was slowly crying myself to sleep, when I heard arguing and found arms around my waist. Next thing I know, I'm being torn from my brother's grasp. I started screaming and crying for my big brother in Romani.

"Dă-mi drumul! Lasă-mă să văd pe fratele meu! Nu-l voi lăsa! Nu ne poți separa! Ajutor! Dicky! Big frate!" 'Let go of me! Let me see my brother! I won't leave him! You can't separate us! Help! Dicky! Big brother! '

I kept on kicking the person who was separating me from my only family left, to no avail.

"Lasă-mă să plec! Trebuie să fie cu sora mea! E în regulă Micul Pasăre, voi veni te! Te iubesc!" 'Let me go! I have to be with my sister! It's okay Little Bird, I will come get you! I love you!' I heard Dick yell before he was shoved into a police car on the other side of the circus lot and taken away from me.

Once I saw that my big brother was really gone. I stopped fighting and let them take me away. After all, I had nothing else to lose.

BRUCE's POV

It was devastating to see those two children lose their parents like that. As I watched the two kids' faces, I felt a weird feeling in the pit of my stomach. Pity? No, more like, familiarity.

I glanced at the kids again and saw the oldest comfort the youngest as they mourned.

They both watched their parents die, just like I did. I became The Batman to keep others from experiencing the same pain that I felt, I have failed. I just watched them fall, I could have done something.

After the police and paramedics came, I exited the circus tent. I couldn't bare to stay in there any longer.

I wanted so badly to comfort the kids, but I knew that they would just push away even more. It's what I did.

After twenty minutes of talking to the child services officer about them going into an orphanage, he informed me that they were going where the city tells them too, which is the Juvenile Detention Center for Boys, and the Juvenile Detention Center for girls.

They were going to separate them from the only family they have!

As if on cue, I turned when I heard screaming and grunts. I saw two officers separating the kids and pulling them to separate police cars.

"Dă-mi drumul! Lasă-mă să văd pe fratele meu! Nu-l voi lăsa! Nu ne poți separa! Ajutor! Dicky! Big frate!" 'Let go of me! Let me see my brother! I won't leave him! You can't seperate us! Help! Dicky! Big brother!'

I was surprised when I heard the six year old girl yelling in Romani and even more surprised when I heard the boy yell back before they were both taken away.

I ran to Commissioner Gordon before he could leave, I definitely need to talk to him.

"Gordon, why are they taking them to Juvy and separating them? After this, they need to be with each other. And last time I checked, they did nothing wrong."

Commissioner Gordon turned to face me with a sad look on his face.

"I know how you feel about this stuff Bruce, but no one understands them, the orphanages refuse to take anymore kids in, they're speaking an unknown language and the circus can't afford to keep kids who probably won't perform anymore." Gordon informed me.

I looked towards the circus tent to see the other circus performers and Mr. Haly himself, crying over their losses.

I sighed, but nodded none the less. Then, I had an idea that Alfred will probably yell at me for later.

"Gordon, what if I adopted them."

The Commissioner turned around to face me. By the look on his face he thought that I was joking, but after I didn't say anything and continued to stare at him, I could tell that he was slowly realizing how serious I was.

Gordon nodded meekly.

"If that's what you want, I mean, you might not understand them and they might be traumatized for a while, but, it is possible." Gordon informed me.

"They were speaking Romani, it's a gypsy language and if I am going to adopt them, I plan on learning it." I informed Gordon who stared at me incredulously.

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I got back to the manor later that night, I needed the names of all of the supervisors taking care of the kids and the addresses for the Detention Centers. If I sign all of the papers tonight, I could pick-up the boy in two weeks, but it will take three weeks to get the girl.

I sighed after pulling into the drive way. I wanted to go alone tonight, so I told Alfred to stay home.

Once I walked through the door, I put my keys down and walked straight to my office.

I could tell when I passed Alfred and didn't even look at him that he was silently asking what happened, but I had other things to do. I decided that I would tell him later that night, unless I need advice as to whether I should pull through with this or not.

I really want to help those kids, but I don't know if I'm ready. I mean, what if the Joker or Two-Face find out my secret identity? They will find the kids and come after them. Or what if the kids found out and got hurt?

Screw my recent decision, I need to talk to Alfred.

I got out of my leather office chair and stepped into the den.

"Alfred?" I called for him.

"In the kitchen Master Bruce." Alfred replied in his posh English accent.

I quickly walked into the kitchen to see Alfred making some type of sauce by the stove. I didn't exactly know how to word what I wanted to say and I guess it just came out.

"Do you think I should adopt?" I asked quickly.

Alfred turned and looked at me like I just turned pink and grew four heads.

"Excuse me Master Bruce?" He asked. I could tell that he knew what I said, just didn't want to actually hear it.

"At the circus tonight, there was an accident with the acrobats. Two of them fell to their deaths while the other acrobats, watched. The other acrobats were their six year old daughter and nine year old son. They watched their own parents die, Alfred. Then Social Services took them to separate Juvenile Detention Centers. If i adopted them, they would have a father, and they would be together again." I explained.

Alfred sighed, "Master Bruce, I know that you want to help these kids, and if you choose to adopt them, I will gladly help. But think about this, do you think you're ready? Do you think that you will have enough time for these children and do you think that the Batman is ready?" My father figure asked.

He was looking out for me, and I appreciate that. But I am sure. Or am I? Yes, I am.

"Do you even know their names?"

I froze. Oh my god. I didn't even know their names. I quickly ran to my computer and did my research. The girl is Aubrey Mary Grayson and the boy is Richard John Grayson.

Okay, now I'm sure.

A/N: Okay, I know that this is terrible, but it will get better! I have all of these different one-shots in mind and I enjoy writing them, please bear with me and don't forget to review!