Summary: Roy had always been told that if he needed help to go to Bruce Wayne. So when Ollie kicked him out after discovering his heroin addiction that's where he went. Can Batman help save Roy before he spirals out of control and reunite the Arrows?
Rating: T for drug use and literally one swear word in the last chapter.
Disclaimer: I do no own Young Justice.
A/N: This is the first installment of a five parter. At least I think it's five parts. I'm to lazy to double check.
"Get out!"
Ollie's words still rang through his ears. Roy had been high at the time and didn't remember much but he remembered that.
It had been three days since his guardian and mentor caught him. Three days since Ollie kicked him out. Three days since he left Star City.
Where was he?
The only reason he even knew the day and time was because he checked his watch. He couldn't find his cell phone. He assumed he must have sold it for drugs when he was still high. And then he probably got high on that stuff too. He was surprised he still had his Rolex but he assumed he just hadn't be able to convince any dealer to buy it off him. Nobody used watches nowadays.
Roy checked his surroundings. The city he was in seemed dark and grungy. It smelt of fumes and chemical. Hobos and bums sat on stoops begging for money while prostitutes and dealers worked the corners. He looked over at a billboard. Gotham City.
Older words ran through his head. "If you ever need help Bruce Wayne is a good man." Bruce Wayne was a former business associate of Ollie's and good friend. Roy somehow doubted the usefulness of Bruce Wayne, playboy extraordinaire, especially when his own mentor didn't care about him anymore, but he took heed of the advice anyway.
"Do you know where Wayne Manor is?" he asked someone in the street. She was a well-dressed woman of older age.
"Get a job, bum," she sneered and quickened her step.
Roy crossed his arms and realized he was shivering. He knew he must have looked like a drug addict. He knew he was a drug addict.
Roy asked a few more people. A lot of people. Bruce Wayne was his only hope. He had met the man a few times and despite his reputation he was always kind to Roy. He even gave Ollie some money when he lost his fortune and refused to let Ollie pay him back. And Ollie's girlfriend Dinah once told Roy that Bruce had been the one to convince Ollie to adopt Roy. Maybe Bruce could convince Ollie to take him back.
"Hey kid!" someone said from an alleyway.
"I don't want drugs," Roy muttered to himself. It wasn't loud enough for the man to hear. The man stepped out into the light. He was dressed too well for a drug dealer and too proper for a pimp. "I don't want drugs," Roy repeated.
The man put his shoulder on Roy and turned him around. "Hear someone was looking for me. Didn't think it'd be you."
Roy looked up with hurt eyes. His knees felt weak. The man glared at him, making him uncomfortable the way only one other man could. "Batman?" he asked.
"This boy must really be on something if he thinks you could ever be Batman, Bruce," a woman said. And then Roy blacked out.
A/N: Okay, so that was part 1. I hope you liked it. Please review. :D