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Bold means thoughts.

Lone Musketeer

He stood at the harbor. Five years…has it really only been that long? It was amazing what time could do. It could make happiness feel so long, and the most important of things take so little. Then again, he knew that better than most.

Batman and he were still close. No matter who came along, they would be the original duo. Jason had come, and he had gone. No matter, he had never been really close. Then came Babs. Who knew that his best friend since junior high would fight alongside him. Finally, entered his own protégé: Tim. The new Robin was eager to learn, and picked up quickly. Still, he does have ways to go.

He circled a bit before sitting down and with that came back the memories of… Miss M and Superboy. They had been a happy couple, but circumstances had pulled them apart. Martian Manhunter always did say how strong she would become. But no one would have expected what she was capable of.

Artemis… his heart heaved as he thought of his best friend's love. She was a bit of a sore subject. He moved past the golden hair and the Vietnamese features.

His eyes hardened as he stared out into the vast ocean. Kaldur… He wanted to say how sorry he was, how it was his fault, not anyone else's. The once leader was now gone. For how long they would never know, only that he was gone.

Finally, he thought of his best friends. The ones that had become close enough to know his secrets, to know who he was underneath the façade of a mask. To find Dick, the prankster, the genius, the friend.

Sighing, his mind flashed to Roy. The clone and the real. The clone was searching constantly for the real one, and he always felt strange, not knowing how to respond to this one, since now, he knew why Roy had acted so strange during the Haly mission. He acted like he didn't know what that circus meant to Dick. Because he hadn't.

Wally ran through next. Chuckling, he thought, Of course, Wally WOULD run, not just pass my mind. His best friend. The first person that knew his secret after his adopted family and the one who knew everything about him, down to his fifth favorite ice cream flavor. He would always remember when they first met, and how much of a disaster that had turned out to be.

The eighteen year old drew into the sand a crude insignia that they had made up a long time ago when they were having 'team meetings'. It was of a bat holding in one leg, an arrow and bow, and in the other, a lightning bolt.

Roy had left first. Gone, and the remaining two hadn't even realized it. He had needed help and not even his brothers had thought of the possibility. Wally disappeared from the world later, his superhero name fading away as he had lived, full of life and cheer.

Robin. Kid Flash. Speedy-Red Arrow. The three protégés that had made every villain in three cities cursing them whenever they ran into the group. The tree had always left their mark, whether it was a batarang with little extra pieces attached or an arrow with a bat marked on it.

Dick. Wally. Roy. This group had given the term 'pranksters' a whole new meaning, armed only with whipped cream, a computer, and catapults. Oh, and of course, their whole special abilities thing.

The Troublesome Trio. The Pranksters of the Century. The Three Musketeers. The three were menaces beyond belief for everyone, yet it was clear that they were the best of people in the world.

Roy was the strong, older, a bit stupid, brother who couldn't let anything go. Wally was the middle brother who teased both, yet had a big enough heart to calm the two. Dick was the youngest, most mischievous little kid who could get his way with the fake watering of his big blue eyes.

They were best friends. They were heroes together. They were family.

Nightwing moved from the shore bitterly. They were both gone, and he would never see them again, at least, not in the same circumstances. Both had left him in the reality that he no longer found necessary. He, the lone musketeer would never again have someone who understood every part of him whenever he needed it, who cared for him in a way that made outsiders shake their heads.

But, family never left, did it?

So, what did that make them?

Jazz here. I just felt that…it was necessary. Dick is good at hiding his feelings, but those two could figure him out instantly. The new season depicts a closness between the three Bats, but I couldn't see the same kind of thing that he had with Roy or Wally.

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