A/N: I know what your thinking, Why the heck am I creating another Fanfic! Well I am, I was posting this quickly before I put up Breaking Law's next chp! This one's about Damian Wayne who's finally met his match. HEHE! Smart people will get who this girl is before i reveal her.

Disclaimer I do not own any Batman or Teen Titan related characters!

"And this is brings us back to Wayne Manor's main parlor…" Girls ooohhhed and awwwwed as Damian Wayne walked them through Wayne Manor on tour of the estate, well at least all the girls except one were in awe. "Now ladies I see that your rides are waiting outside so please, get out of my house." The girls giggled except that one girl who crossed her arms and shook her head in disbelief.

"Damian a word…" It was more a demand than a question. Richard Grayson, the first ever Robin, the current Batman, the CEO of Wayne Enterprises, and the man in charge of taking care of him till he turned 18 stood leaning against the couch his arms crossed in disbelief.

"What now?" Damian muttered under his breath. Dick motioned for him to follow him.

"When you said that you were going to have a few friends over I assumed that meant a bunch of guys who were going to destroy the place playing football inside the Manor. Not you messing with a bunch of not too bright young ladies only to treat them like lesser's."

"Did you see them, their idiots, like any girl could ever keep up with me?" He snarled.

"Oh I'd bet that one day you'll find a girl that can stump even you, beat you to the punch every time and when you do Damian I hope you don't do what I did."

"And… What did you do…" Damian said not really curious but more like bored.

"I loved her and let her go…" He said ignoring Damian's could care less' attitude.

"Okay so you're saying not to love, good idea!" Damien was about to turn to walk away when Dick caught him by the shoulder.

"I'm telling you that once you've found the girl for you, don't let her go…"

"Where is she?" Damian asked genuinely curious… Dick hadn't told him much of his life before becoming Nightwing and he just assumed that, that was when he met that oh so special girl.

"She's not here anymore, she had to go home."

"Is that your way of saying that she's dead?"

Dick just chuckled deeply but stopped himself as a rotten memory went to down his spine.

"She's not dead."

"Whatever." Damian then walked off. He returned to the parlor to watch some TV when he noticed a figure on the couch. She had long slick raven black hair and blue eyes, she was skinny yet pale and her face was flawless, she was beautiful, the most beautiful girl in their school, and he knew she would be his if she weren't such a pain.

"You know that all those girls like you only because of you money."

"What are you still doing here Mary, more importantly why did you even bother to come?" Damian snarled.

"First of all it's Mar'i, Mar-ee and I only came because my best friend bet 120 bucks that I would show up, and she promised to split the pot with me. Plus she's got 6 girls in on this pot! That's like 360 bucks for me, more or less, and mama needs to get some new shoes." Mar'i said waving her feet out in front of her. "And second of all, my Uncle's are late to pick me up so sorry!" She let out a huff and crossed her arms.

The doorbell rang and Damian went to get the door seeing that Alfred was on a trip so no one else would get it if he didn't and he would never get rid of Mar'i. He opened up the door to see a tall black bald man with a large build standing in the doorway arguing with a small scrawny man with blond hair who was wearing a white button down shirt that was sloppily tucked into his green pants.

"I'm driving next time!" The scrawny man yelled.

"You ain't ever gonna touch my baby!"

"Come on dude it's been like 15 years! And you still haven't even let me touch the steering wheel!"

"Damian this is my Uncle Vic, and my Uncle Gar."

"They're you're uncles?" He asked noting the scrawny blond man and the bulky African American man.

"Godfathers…" She said. The two continued arguing not even realizing that Damian and Mar'i were continuing to talk about them right in front of them.

"Aren't you supposed to have only one godfather?" He said.

"Yeah but I have two." She said with a smirk then turned to them. "Stop arguing you look like fools, I'll drive home."

"No way last time you drove you put too much ware and tear on the breaks!" Uncle Vic said.

"You've even let her drive the car, this is so not fair! It's not even legal for her to drive, she's 15!" Both of them stopped suddenly and turned to Damian who stood there his arms crossed looking quite smug.

"Don't worry he breaks enough laws on his own time." She said. That smug look on his face disappeared.

"Damian!" Richard called out angrily. "What did you do with my sui…"

"Dick?"

"Victor, Gar?"

The men ran over to each other and started giving each other quick hugs.

Damian and Mar'i looked at each other confused then said simultaneously.

"You know each other?"

"How's Rae and Bee?"

"Rae's good, moody as ever, as you know we got two kids."

"Same here." Cyborg said.

"How are you, we haven't seen you in years?" The conversation suddenly turned silent.

"Dick!" Barbara Gordan rolled in on her wheel chair into the room.

"Oh I didn't know we had guests?" The look on Gar and Vic's face turned cold instantly and looked at Richard who looked frantic.

"No BB, Cy it's not what you think!" Richard said frantic.

"Come on Mari let's go…" BB said.

"Mari?" The name sounded familiar.

"Yeah, Mari, like my grandmother's name, Mary." Richard was suddenly struck with curiousity but before he could ask another question the door slammed closed.

"What a bunch of wack jobs!" Damian cried as Babs wheeled over. Dick looked like he was going to punch Damian but her didn't.

"I wanted to let you know that Nightstar sent us a message again, she wants to talk to Robin…"

"Me? That witch wants to talk to me?"

"Well it makes more sense than her wanting to talk to me."

"She'll meet you on top of Wayne Tower at Midnight."

"All we know about this girl is that she steals, high tech equipment, and jewelry without being caught and the only reason we know this is because she sends us messages to tell us that we failed to stop her! She must be psychotic."

"You know who she reminds me of?" Bab's said and Dick nodded.

"Catwoman, the first one."

"Selina Kyle, one of my father's many lovers." Damian said grudgingly.

"She would wait around about a block or two from the scene of the crime for us, even if it wasn't her crime scene. She would fill us in and tell us how to get it back, but it all came with a price. As Batman tried to convert her more and more they fell in love, but this was after your mother Damian, he wasn't in love with her at the time. I believe that Batman still loves Selina till this day, the only woman who has ever met him on his playing field and kept up with him step by step. Personally I hated her."

"Well me too, what time is it now?"

"Almost 7." Damian then trudged off to his room without another word or retaliation which surprised them but unknowingly Damian was standing in another room listening to their conversation.

"So who were those people?" She asked.

"My family…" he said.

"What? Dick we're your family?"

"In a sense Barbara yes, but…"

"Dear lord you called me Barbara, this isn't going to be easy."

"I and they, and two others, went through hell and back, literally. You were in stone at the time so you didn't know about it. You see those two men there, they were Teen Titans, the originals." Bab's looked truthfully shocked. Damian took a step back and searched in the recesses of his mind and remembered the Teen Titans were a powerful team said to be even greater than the Justice League based in Jump City. He ran for the Batcave and pulled up files on the Teen Titans.

"There were files for everyday, stating if there was crime that day or not, if there wasn't it just said that and nothing else but if there was there was a detailed log of what happened and motives. He went through the files but several files were deleted, he tried to pull them up but it was impossible. So he gave up swearing like hell.

-12:00 Wayne Tower-

Robin landed on top of the roof, to find a young teenage girl sitting dangerously on the side, playing with her feet. She was his age, 14, and had short black hair and long slick bangs that covered her forehead and a strange head band with a purple star on it. She wore a black cape that was dark purple on the inside, she wore a simple dark strapped dress that flowed easily down to her waist where it was replaced by light purple nylon tight, and long black boots with steel bottoms instead of rubber.

"You're Nightstar?" He asked looking at the teenage girl. When her head turned whatever he thought of the girl was gone because of the full blue eyes and her tanned, almost orange skin tone, and flawless skin, the girl was defiantly alien, or at least a hybrid.

"Who were you expecting?" She said standing up.

"What do you want?" He asked as she strode over.

"What I wanted was to meet you, the infamous Robin sidekick to the righteous yet mysterious Batman."

"I'm not a sidekick, I'm his partner. Anyways I'm a better hero than he'll ever be."

"I'd doubt it. You're the fourth right? The fourth Robin that is, right?"

"Yeah so?"

"Huh, it's just sad. It's quiet obvious you're not the original, the original was the best one of them all…"

"Far from.."

"Well he's always been my favorite, the most interesting of them all, even though nobody knows who he is." She let out a laugh, it sounded familiar.

"I guess I'll be going now…" She said walking towards the edge.

"What?"

"Unless, you want to come with me?"

"No way."

"Come on Robin, have a little fun! Or are you two wrapped up in Batman's leash to have a little fun every once in a while."

"I'm not."

"Then it must be because you're afraid."

"Fine."

"Good boy." She said with a smirk under her breath then jumped over the edge of the building. He gasped and jumped after her pulling out his grappling hook, he grabbed her and they swung on the grappling hook.

"Are you suicidal!" He screamed and she just laughed as they swung up and she let go pulling out a grappling hook and swinging herself followed. She laughed as she swung up to the top of a building and Damian followed, then she started running jumping swiftly from building to building, cover spans of 3 yards across but she did so easily while Damian almost fell a few times.

"Come on Robin let's have some fun." Her eyes looked greedily down at Star Labs.

"She jumped over to the building and pulled out a pen and cut a square out of the top of the roof."

"What the hell do you think you're doing?" He asked.

"Getting something of mine." She said diving right down into the room. She then pulled out a can and sprayed its content's all around the room revealing all the red lasers. She flipped through the easily not touching a single lazer, he was astounded and jumped in after her with a smile. He flipped through the lasers just as impressively and met her at a cabinet, she pulled out a set of lock picks, and he looked confused. It was an electric combination lock. She pulled the combination lock off to reveal the top and started to play with the wires until it clicked green and the door opened. She pulled out a vile and replaced it with a different one. She stashed it in her pocket closed the cabinet and set the alarm back up. He then followed her out of the room. She ceiled the square piece of roof back up and let out a laugh.

"You should see the look on your face right now." He was confused all right but before he could ask she ran off and he couldn't help but follow.

"Come on bad boy business time is over, let's party!" She yelled. Then ended up dancing at one of the hottest clubs in Gotham listening to music for hours on end all night, Damian liked this girl. Despite the fact that she was a criminal, though he really didn't care about that either. His mother and grandfather were criminal masterminds, he was trained by assassins, and she was just up his alley. After all the dancing they went up to the top of the roof and started to talk.

"So you're a thief?"

"What do you think?" She asked.

"I don't know, you're too skillful to be a high-class thief. There's a reason you needed that vile, and I assume it had blood in it. What you got hurt and you ended up in the hospital, you don't need them or more importantly the police tracing it to who you really are? So what's your day job?"

"What's yours? I've heard what Commissioner Gordon's said about you, a real snob, who hates anybody and everybody. Yet you and I seem to get along quite well with me?" She said letting out a laugh.

"I was trained since by one of Batman's greatest enemies, I grew up alongside criminals and murderers, so your just good company. So when did you happen to be spying on Gordon?" He inquired.

"I'm a lot more like you then you think. I was practically bred to be the good guys, rich good guys, both my parents were the good guys, and yes I'm going to be vague." She let out a laugh. "I never met them though, I don't even know their names. I lived with my Aunts and Uncles, they were criminals, former goodies. They trained me in certain things, darkness and deception, programming and hacking… humor and values… but they couldn't teach me some things. They couldn't teach me the things that my parent's could, my mother would teach me everlasting compassion and trust, righteous fury, boundless courage, and the joy of flight, while my father… He would teach me the arts of stealth, all the martial arts he knew, he could tell me how to lead, and how to steal. He could tell me how to deceive and betray, hell as much as he would've disliked the fact he could teach me to kill and get away with it."

"For someone who doesn't even know her parent's names you knew a hell lot about your father."

"Well my father's a different story… When I was 11 I went to search for my Grandfather. Yes I know how that sounds an 11 year old girl going off on an adventure, my aunt and uncle didn't know nor did they care, they knew I could take care of myself. It took me half the year before I found him, he was young to young. In his thirties, turns out he was supposed to be dead but he was brought back to life in new blood. He taught me everything he knew on my 12th birthday he sent me back to Gotham with deep regret. He told me of a man who could teach me all I needed, problem was he was a criminal, and an infamous one too. I went to him, and he told me that this was a surprise but a good one I stayed with him for 2 years learning from him and his wife. I still work for him today, he's the Master I'm his Apprentice. I was on a mission, had to get certain information from Gordon office and I heard him talking to someone inside so being who I am, I listened in. I only caught the tail end of the conversation."

"Who is the criminal?"

"Oh no, that's all your getting out of me tonight!" She said.

"Fine but why do you think our lives are similar?" He asked thinking about it, their lives were a bit similar, she came from money like him, she was raised to be a criminal, and she seems to be cut loose like him, there wasn't much of a difference if he really thought about it. She just snickered and she was about to answer when a call rang sharply through the air.

"Nightstar!" They both turned to see two figures coming at her. Nightstar cussed under her breath and got up abruptly. "I'm so grounded."

"I know Damian." She said winking then jumping off the edge of the building. He was startled as two men ran past her one was a African American Cyborg, and the other a green scrawny looking hair that changed into a hawk and went after her. The Cyborg looked at him shook his head and jumped off the top of the building with ease, they chased after her. He got up and returned to Wayne Manor, he sure had a lot of explaining to do, especially because he helped her break into Star Labs and then went dancing. It was sure to be in the Gotham Times tomorrow morning.