Hey guys… Yeah I got board and decided to watch old batman cartoons. This idea popped in and I figured why the hell not it's not like I have anything better to do like five major projects that are all summative or anything…
Nope I have six! :D
For some reason this story reminds me hugely of the song "Absolutely (Story of a girl)" (I had the sudden need to listen to it) hence the title maybe you can figure it out.
I do not own Batman
Chapter one- The blond girl
He was staring at her
Well more like glaring…
You'd think in this day and age people would see past how you dress and give you a chance to prove you were a good person.
A smile pulled at her lips
It wasn't surprising anyway; she was a sixteen year old girl on a train to Gotham city in a leather jacket, baggy white t-shirt and ripped jeans.
If only her blond hair was bleached instead of natural she'd look like the perfect thug-to-be.
It didn't help that next to her on the train seat was an old and battered duffel bag which pretty much screamed "I just ran away from home". She was lucky the man took one look at it, her and decided he just didn't want to be involved.
Truth was she had not technically ran away from home after all she had no home anymore to run away from. With her mother having… gone
Her eyes became down cast like blue water of the ocean at low tide
She didn't want that stupid conversation about who would be taking her now!
She didn't want some relative who didn't give a fuck taking her in because they were told to!
It was like the people didn't even realize she was there when they talked about it.
The quickly hushed whispers circle around in her head.
"It's not surprising… I mean the woman was an addict…"
"I don't want her I have two other kids and I don't need that kind of project to deal with"
"Who's going to take her? I mean she's going to need a lot of work… With everything that's happened"
She wanted to stab the seat, after all she had only ever been someone's little pet project!
And why the hell did they think they were so special anyway? Fact was she was not going to live with any of them!
For her she only had two parents
Her mother who loved her more than anything…
Who loved her enough to hide how weak she was…
And that God damned old man
The guy who caught a ten year old who was playing vigilante
Then just decided to hell with this I'm going to make you a hero
Of cause there were more glares and disappointment involved then in her abridged version.
But with him there always was…
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Tim Drake had done something very stupid.
He had told Alfred that he had nothing better to do then play video games. So of cause now he was helping the man clean the mansion. Bruce had obviously shut himself away in his study, Tim's theory being so that he didn't have to join in all the fun.
Right now he was vacuuming Alfred's room and could barely contain his excitement. He was at least using the time to do something practical
Coming up with excuses to use next time he gets caught playing video games when Alfred needed help. This meant he wasn't really paying any attention to what he was doing so it was hardly surprising when the vacuum went head on into the Butler's bedside table knocking the bedside light over onto the ground and the alarm clock under the bed.
"Master Timothy?" Alfred called from outside
"It's alright I've got it!" he yelled back placing the lap back on the small oak table. It hadn't broken but the lamp shade was hanging slightly to the left.
He wondered silently if he could get away with saying it had been like that the whole time before shrugging and reaching under the bed for the alarm clock. Instead his hands closed around a small wooden carved box.
Tim blinked and started going though the pros and cons of opening the box
Con… it was an invasion on Alfred's privacy
Pro… He just really wanted to know what was in the box.
"Well that settles it" he flipped the latch up and looked inside it.
It was filled with photographs
Tim wasn't sure if that was disappointing or interesting as he flipped though them.
The first group were of a steadily growing up Bruce looking at the photographs he could actually pin point the moment Bruce stopped being a kid and became the man he was today.
The next group were all of Dick growing up chronicling his life.
The next was smaller and had Tim in them.
Having satisfied his curiosity Tim ordered the photographs again and put them away. It was then that he noticed the area at the top of the box where two more photographs were slightly hanging slightly out. Since he had come this far he manoeuvred the two thin rectangles out of the slot they sat in and took a look at them.
The first one was of Bruce who had a slight smile on his face… but he was looking down at something.
A scraggly blond girl of about ten years was excitedly saying something with hand gestures and everything. Tim turned the photo around hoping that something may be written on the back to explain who the girl was… nothing.
So he turned to the next photo…
This one was of the girl as well except she was hanging from a pair of rings in the Batcave doing some sort of gymnastics move. She was obviously concentrating and from how Bruce looked in the picture he was scrutinizing every move she made.
He turned the photo around again finding no information his mind began to wonder trying to figure out who this girl was.
She had obviously known who Bruce was since both of the images had been take in the cave and she had been doing gymnastics in one… So had she been training for something?
Was it possible she… was going to be Robin?
"Master Timothy what are you…" the white haired man stopped when he saw Tim sitting on his bed looking at the photos
"Alfred who's this girl?" the ink haired boy asked as he passed the photo to Alfred, the old man sighed
"That would be… Jason Todd…" He wasn't interlay surprised with the questions that followed
"How did she know Bruce?"
"Did she really know who Batman was?"
"Isn't Jason a boy's name?"
"Where was her family?"
"Did she become Robin?"
"Why haven't I heard about her?"
"What happened to her?"
Alfred sat down next to the boy deciding that if he was going to talk about the girl in the photographs he should start at the beginning.
Okay a few things I know people will ask about
Yes Jason is a boy's name but the female equivalent is like Jaysen… Yeah I kinda figured it didn't matter
Jason will be a mix of Jason Todd and Stephanie Brown why? Because they already combined Tim Drake and Jason Todd to make Tim so I didn't think it would work to just put up Jason without changing a few things.
Yes that means Jason will have some of Stephanie's past
Jason is 16 months older then Tim (before anyone asks) so yeah Tim's about 14 and a half
This is set after the mystery of Batwoman (that means before the flash back in Return of the Joker)
And remember folks don't flame unless you have an extinguisher!