Prologue
Richard Grayson lays in his bed of Egyptian Cotton. Soft snores escape his partly open lips. Even though always alert; he sleeps peacefully. His window, which is slightly open, lets in a small breeze that cools down his heated room.
Not all is peaceful, however. An assassin was watching him sleeping. It was someone you might know; it was Cheshire. A bounty was on little Richard Grayson's head.
Bruce Wayne had changed his will, giving all his money to Richard Grayson and the butler, Alfred Pennyworth. Now everyone was out to get the billionaire's ward. Cheshire seemed to be the first to take action, though.
Cheshire takes out her knives laced with jellyfish poison, and held them so they were pointed down. She dives through the window almost silently, only making a small thump. However, that small thump was enough to notify someone bellow the room, a one Alfred Pennyworth.
Alerting his master, he runs up the stairs as quickly and silently as he could. They had expected this, and even took special precautions. Bruce gets up quickly and helps Alfred beat down the door, which Cheshire apparently locked.
Bruce steps back and runs to the door and kicks it down. Cheshire Is seen just inches away from poor Richard. The pre-teen fidgets and turns around, snuggling in his pillow.
She is taken aback by Bruce and the butler, but then turns on them and attacks them. Bruce pushes Alfred out of the way and starts using mild karate moves on her. They were barely good enough to beat her, but he couldn't let his secret slip.
Cheshire grabs his foot as he kicks her again and flips him onto his stomach. She goes to stab him, therefore poisoning him, before a 'supposed to be sleeping' boy kicks her in the back and hits her pressure point. She falls to the floor before Alfred runs in injecting her with a fast acting melatonin. She falls down and stops struggling when sleep overcomes her.
Richard wipes non-existing sweat off his brow and says with a smile, "That was so NOT asterous."
Alfred chuckles while Bruce only lets on a little side grin. They all start dragging her down the staircase, through the foyer, to the library, then to the bat cave.
Now, Bruce, under normal circumstances, would never take such a risk. However, it was different; it was about his young ward.
A jail like cell sits in the back of the bat cave, ready for Cheshire, or any other assassin. They throw her in and leave her there.
"This is so not asterous." Dick Grayson says, In a huffy voice.
Alfred is in the kitchen making a midnight snack, while Bruce and Dick hang out in the kitchen.
"YOU remember our deal." Bruce retorts.
Dick did remember.
"I'm getting the team to protect you." Bruce said when the third threatening note came in.
Dick spurts out his tea he was drinking.
"No!" he shouts. Bruce hides his amusement.
"I am not taking any chances, Dick." Bruce says.
Richard thinks of any way to get out of this. Although, from the way Bruce was looking at him, he wasn't going to budge at all on the subject.
"How about the first sign of someone attacking, I will allow the team to protect me." He compromises.
"This is so not fair. I didn't ask for this!" Dick says, almost shouting.
"I know," his guardian says, "but please, somehow let me protect you; it would lift a weight off my chest."
Dick sighs and slouches deep into his seat. He didn't want the team to know his secret identity as much as Batman didn't want it.
"Fine." He says.
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