Definitely AU.
Titans(comics)×Young Justice TV×Batman×Teen Titans(comics)

Ages:
Nightwing - 19
Red Hood - 17
Red Robin - 15
Robin - 12
Spoiler - 15
Batgirl - 19,5
Orphan - 15
Batman - however you see fits
Batwoman - something around Bats'
Alfred - he's an immortal god undercover lol

Ships:
Nightwing×Batgirl
Red Robin×Spoiler/Wonder Girl
Red Hood×Artemis (of Bana'Mighdall or something like that)
Batman×Catwoman
Alfred×Leslie

There's some OCs but as cops, mobsters etc.

It takes place in my AU "Bats and Stones Won't Break My Bones".

I'm not an expert of gangs in DC but I know the BASICS. I had it in my mind for some time and thought: Hey, let's give it a try!

Pow!
A nasty sound could have been heard when a fist connected with a jaw with big force. Black haired head snapped to the right.

"Guys, seriously! Not the face! Don't ya know that it's on UNESCO World Heritage List?"

Black and blue clad vigilante raised his head. Red, narrow streak slowly finding its way from the corner of his mouth. Then his lips turned into a smug smile.

"Somthin' funny?" Big, broad-shouldered man growled warningly. "You stupid brat just walked into the middle of my trafficking and got caught."

Nightwing's smile only windened.

"Actually... yeah. Because I just stopped a drug trafficking so... Ya know. I'm satisfied. And wanna a good fashion advice? Get rid of those stupid m'stache of yours. And shave this awful mono or some bird may make a nest in it. I mean, I WOULDN'T but on the other hand, I'm not an actual bird either. But who am I to judge such things!"

A fist connected with his jaw once more. Young man spat at the big bad one. Saliva mixed with blood stained perfectly white shirt under a crimson suit. Dick smirked.

"You shouldn't have done that, boy. I'm gonna kill ya anyway but I don't have to make it fast."

Nightwing looked at him from his spot on a chair.
His wrists and ankles were tied with rope.

"Blah blah blah, I know I know. I'm a little son of a $#&!* who #1+#$ up your little drug sale. You don't have an IDEA how many times I've heard that TONIGHT. You're all so predictable. What are you selling, anyway? I'm pretty sure you'd like to give me a monologue or something. That's how you guys work, right? Oh, and BG's gonna be mad. You're punching her handsome-bundle-of-adorableness' face. I think it's gonna bruise so there's literally NO WAY she's not gonna notice."

"What we're selling is not your business. And I'm not afraid of your girlfriend."

"Well, then you're either stupid or have never met her. And. Don't know if you noticed but since my hands are literally tied at the moment it kinda is." It just earned him a punch in the gut. A groan escaped his lips as he bent over. "So - ugh - you're not gonna tell me anything, my big gangsty fella with anger issues?"

Mobster gave him an 'are you f$##&$% kidding me' look.

"Ugh, okey dokey. We're doing this your way. It's WAY more painful for you, but I don't have a say in it, I guess."

Confused look on the mafioso's face just confirmed that he didn't have a #$/& of the idea what was coming. The next second Nightwing just stood up, ropes fell down and gangsters and the big guy were beated in seconds. The first Boy Wonder shoved him against the wall, his escrima stick on man's throat.

"So, I think that our roles have reversed. Now, say again what was the name of this new drug you were selling?"

The bigger one gulped loudly, then with wide eyes whispered something, he kind of shrinked under the glare.

The other stick buzzed with electricity.

"What? A little louder, you f&$%#$ scumbag."

"Blue. The-that's how it's called. Heard that it makes veins go b-blue and is easy to o-verdose." Then the baton was taken away from man's neck just to hit him in the back of his head. His eyes rolled to the back and his body just fell down. He wasn't caught. When the police get there, they saw criminals in cuffs, one in dark red suit with matching big bruise on his head and a note.

'Don't need to thank me, guys. I needed to warm myself up and get some intel. There's plenty of evidence so don't ya worry! They're not gonna make any troubles. Just ask Mr. Bloody Ass.

- Friendly bird from neighborhood :)'

Whatcha think so far?

G'night
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