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Hope you like this new story. Haven't put anything on my Fanfiction account for a while because I have been spending a lot of time on two other stories that are posted on my friends account Jeffersoniangirl2004 I co wrote these two with her they are

- Hidden beneath a scarred exterior

-Hidden away

If you have time check out these stories they are on Jeffersoniangirl2004's page she is a really good writer so it would be worth looking at her other stories too.

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Disclaimer: I don't own young justice just my OC's

His stride is long and normally confident but today almost forceful like he had to use all his willpower and strength to make himself walk. His face is handsome always smiling until now. Eyes full of colour, yet something wasn't there anymore some sparkle that should be in a truly happy person's life, his eyes didn't sparkle like he was sharing a private joke with you. Not since his parents left. He has no one there to replenish the sparkle we have all became accustomed to. I look around the circus the colours seemed drained and powerless, the smiles that you will always see have been sucked out, all life in the circus had been taken with a family death. I look up at the boy in front of me black strands of hair loose over his eyes. He look stressed and jumpy his eyes red and swollen his confident stride replaced with jerky footsteps. "Dick let's get something to eat." I push him lightly towards the dining hall, but he resists "I don't want to go in there with all those people looking at me their sympathy and looks of pity make me jumpy. Can't we go back to your caravan and make some food." He says it quietly as if his scared.

Dick was my closet friend my parents died at a young age so I lived with my uncle Jack Haly the man who owned Haly's circus. Dick's parents always looked after me like I was a niece. I felt more helpless than ever now that Dick's parents have died, he never liked going for help or sharing his feelings before but now it's even worst I can't get to him at all.

Jack walks into the caravan I own with my younger sister. "Dick there is someone here for you." I hurry out with Dick.

A well-dressed man in a simple black suit and red tie stands out in the back stage area of the circus where people where training for their circus acts. A girl who is part of one of the trapezes acts was showing the man around. "Dick! Um this is Bruce Wayne he is here to see you."

4 Years later

ROBIN'S POV-

I collapse on the couch opposite Blackbird, "So the rest of the team is missioning, which means we can have a quiet brunch together." I point out she shoots me a look like she would rather to anything and everything but have a brunch though the sparkle in her eyes tells me she is joking.

"Last time we had a 'brunch' you almost blew up the kitchen."

"At least we know the fire sprinklers work." I say sheepishly. So we sit there in silence not awkward silence though comfortable silence.

"So want to go on patrol?" She asks I reply simply with a devilish grin.

I stand in Gotham opposite a mugger an easy gig. I am about to give him a blow to the face when someone out of the corner of my eye distracts me a girl, tall and lean with black hair streaming in ripples down her back. She reminded me of someone I could never forget, a friend of mine.

I knock on the caravan door to Jack Haley's nieces caravan a young girl my age opens the door. "Hi." I try to remember what I came here to do I had a crush on this girl and she always made me tongue tired. "Um... My mom wanted me to ask you if you would like to come over." She opened her mouth, when her younger sister came out of nowhere.

"We would love to come."

"Okay follow me."

And we are off walking to the caravan belonging to my parents I am chatting with the girls. A cold jet pressed into my back staining my shirt the cold substance soaked my back, oh a water fight is what they want. I pick up the nearest hose and spray a huge jet at the girls.

We spent our day getting each other soaked in the mild heat of a summer day.

It is one of my fondest childhood memories, a day I will never forget and I will never forget the girl and her sister. I am rocketed back to reality by a hard, harsh blow to my jaw. The guy is quickly taken care of by Blackbird.

"What happened you just choked?" she demands. I swerve around a corner her bike following my own. "I didn't have my head in the game."

"Well we are going home now anyway." And that was that.

I lounge on the couch still I am so bored again. Blackbird has busied herself with homework, I look down not surprised to see the same homework as me as I go to her school. Though she doesn't I go to her school I have to keep my identity private under Batman's orders. We all know her identity is Stacey Adams, though Batman a person who took her under his wing for a while persisted for her not to tell us. I shuffle around the kitchen trying to find something to do, a mess to clean up even. ANYTHING. That's when I hear it in my moment of utter bore, the zeta tubes though of course that is not the unusual part; it's the name I hear after Batman's. Rachel Randall!

Rachel Randall will be revealed next time but her dark secrets will need to stay hidden for a few chapters.

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