More Batman and Jason Todd fanfiction. Why? Because I love writing, that's why. Hoope you enjoy this one.

The kingdom of Gotham. The beautiful kingdom and village that was home to so many people. Everyone loved living in such a beautiful kingdom that had many opportunities. By day, it was filled with heartfelt festivals, many many dances. But by night, the beautiful kingdom became something of nightmare. People fled to go inside their homes as monsters roamed the streets and their masters wrecked havoc on the streets of the kingdom. The Gotham Knights tried their hardest to stop the monsters and be rid them from their gorgeous kingdom. But nothing worked.

The monsters would kill the knights or turn them into monsters like them. The people of the kingdom began to fear that the nights would always be dangerous and that their kingdom would never be safe again. The villagers and townsfolk begged their king to do something. To help them and get rid of the monsters that ran their streets at night. The king went out one night... and he never came back. The only thing that did come was the king's severed head.

Leaving the queen and the prince all alone. The queen even tried to stop the monsters on her own. She too was returned with a severed head. And the young prince was left all alone. To try and help his kingdom. His name was Prince Bruce. Prince Bruce. And he made a promise to not let his people down. Ever. For his murdered mother and father.

The day started in the kingdom of Gotham with the rise of the large, golden sun. The sun was so brightening that almost everyone awoke at the exact same time. Even the royals inside the large Wayne palace. The sun shone inside the windows and shone brightly on the eyes of one of the princes.

Bruce could never find it inside his heart to love another woman. He could find it inside after the bloody murder of his mother and father. He didn't want the love of a princess or queen. But he did find the love in his heart to have children. So while Bruce was still a young king, he adopted many young boys like his own children. He first adopted a young boy named Richard Grayson. He was an acrobat in a traveling festival, who's parents were too murdered by the monsters that haunt the streets at night. Richard easily fell in love with the idea of Bruce being his father and he became a prince. His only condition is that he preferred to be called Dick, not Richard.

After adopting Dick, Bruce adopted another child. A troubled boy named Jason Todd. Jason was a sweet child from a terrible home. Jason was beaten constintly by his father, who is now serving punishment in the Gotham dungeons, and he was even sold to one of the master's of the monsters to become a sex slave. Bruce rescued him and took him to the palace to raise as his own. Jason was always skeptical about becoming a prince and the new son to someone that would beat him. He still rarely trusts anyone and he has a hard time around the palace. But Bruce has anything but doubt that his son will open up his walls and welcome the new father and brother.

Then Bruce adopted another young boy named Tim Drake. Tim had a great life growing up, much to Jason's disapproval, and he was on the way to move to another kingdom to marry a lady. But his parents were murdered by monsters and his soon to be bride was sold as a sex slave, like how Jason was supposed to. Tim came to the king, begging to his help and for justice for his murdered parents. Bruce adopted him and Tim was grateful to for a new family. Tim loved living with the new family and becoming a prince.

And last up was Bruce's actual son, Damian. Bruce had made mistakes when he was first mourning his parents and he impregnated a dear friend of his. She ended up having the baby and she gave him to Bruce when he was young. Bruce was surpised at the sight of a son that was his own flesh and blood, but he continued to raise him. Everyone was open to the new child, except for Jason, and they loved him like their other brother.

Bruce had a family and he loved them like he loved his kingdom.

The sun hit the king's eyes, immediately waking him up from his slumber. Bruce smiled and he sat up from his huge bed. Today... today was going to be a great day. For him, his son's (Jason probably not) and for the entire kingdom. For a huge coronation is planned. For none other than Jason. Jason was the only one of his son's that had hadn't had his coronation as an official prince yet. He refused to. Bruce wasn't surprised when Jason refused. Because he still didn't full trust Bruce. Or his brothers. Abuse surely did a number on him.

But Bruce was patient with him. And his patience surely worked out because Jason finally agreed to have a coronation as an official prince of the kingdom. Bruce smiled and he looked out his huge window that looked down to his gardens and his kingdom. Sure enough, his people and his servants were already working hard on setting up the coronation. There were red roses and red carnations, Jason's favorite color and flower, being set up all around the gardens where the stands and thrones would be.

Bruce walked over to his wardrobe and threw on one of his silk robes. Today was a special day. Finally he and his son would be complete and he would have a complete family. Bruce heard his bedroom door open and he was welcomed by his usual servant. Well, he could hardly be called a servant. He was like family. "Good morning Alfred." Bruce welcomed with a smile.

"Good morning Master Bruce." the older man welcome, holding out a tray of hot tea.

Bruce smiled and took the porcelain cup from Alfred's tray. He took a slow sip of the hot liquid and allowed it to warm him up. "Are the boys awake?" Bruce asked, holding the tea cup in his hands.

"Yes my king." Alfred said, setting down the tray on one of Bruce's pieces of furniture. "They're currently preparing for breakfast in the dining room."

"And Jason?"

"Prince Jason is out on his balcony." Alfred replied with a warm smile.

"What is he doing out on his balcony?" Bruce asked. "Shouldn't he be preparing for his coronation?"

"In my defense my king, Prince Jason always seems to be one to be on his own and thinking up a storm. To me it looks like he just needs a moment to himself. Or maybe a moment with his father."

Bruce smiled at the old man as he placed his tea down. "Tell the boys to prepare for the ceremony. I'm going to go speak with Jason."

Alfred and nodded and watched as his king walked out of his bedroom and down towards his son's bedroom. When Bruce had first adopted (took over the care of for Damian) his son's, their rooms were on the same floor of his just in case anything happened to them with the monsters or if they had nightmares. It was like that for the rest of his son's, except for Jason. Jason refused to sleep in the same floor of Bruce. Jason was so scared of him and everything going on around him that he stayed on a different floor. Bruce didn't mind it much, as long as Jason felt happy and safe.

Bruce made his way down the stairs of his large and lavish palace to the floor below him, where Jason's bedroom was. Bruce passed by a few of his servants, who were preparing for the coronation, as he made his way to Jason's bedroom. Bruce lightly knocked on the mahogany wood door. There was no response, which he never ever expected from Jason when he knocked. He usually ignored it and waited for whoever the hell came inside. Bruce sighed with a smile and he walked inside his son's bedroom. Jason never was really one to decorate. His bedroom looked exactly how it did when he had first arrived at the Wayne palace. The only thing that was distinguishable from Jason's room and the different rooms was that his bed sheets and blankets were a dark red and that there were stacks of books that he had probably read a billion times.

Bruce smiled and he saw his son, shirtless and in his silk pajama pants, on his balcony. He looked like he was focused on something. Bruce approached his son with a smile. "Good morning Jason." Bruce said.

As Bruce got closer to the balcony he saw that Jason was holding a piece of paper. Probably his speech for the coronation. Bruce smiled.

"Your brothers are downstairs waiting for you." Bruce said.

"No one told them to wait for me in the first place." Jason said, not looking up from his speech. "They can eat without me."

"But it's your day. You waited for them on their coronation days. You even spent the entire day with Dick on his coronation."

"Well yeah. I was being nice." Jason replied, setting down his paper and walking off the balcony. Bruce sighed and he looked down at his servants setting up a large flower arch that would rest on top of the stage where Jason were be coronated. Bruce knew how difficult Jason could be. Sometimes he was nice and smiley. But that was a rare time. Jason was always upset with someone and himself. He hated everything. Bruce often blamed his father for abusing him and making Jason like this, but he often chose to leave the boy alone. Jason could make his own choices.

Bruce followed Jason with his body his with own, without following him. "Are you nervous Jason?"

Jason sat down on his bed and he clasped his hands down in front of him. Jason seemed really down that day, and Bruce knew. He was often down but never in a situation like this. Why was Jason so upset and sad right now? Bruce always over to him and looked down at his son. "Jason?" Bruce said. "What are you thinking about?"

"The vigilante." Jason said.

Bruce smiled a bit and he crossed his arms. Of course Jason was thinking of him.

Ever since Bruce became the king of Gotham, there was a black wearing vigilante knight that started to stroll and patrol the streets of the kingdom. People said that he was as black as the night and as fast as a bat. They started calling him The Batman. And he was said to be so strong and fast to have been able to kill multiple monsters and even capture their masters. He was deemed as a hero to the village. Bruce should know.

Because he was the Batman.

He choose to become a black armor wearing knight vigilante to stop the monsters that killed his parents, Dick's parents and so many of innocent people. Bruce donned the night black armor, cape and he fought those monsters with his bare hands.

Bruce shook his head at his son. "Do you have something against the Batman?" he asked.

"I should be asking you that question." Jason said. "You're the one that made him illegal in the kingdom."

Jason wasn't lying. He had in fact made himself illegal. But that was only to take the heat away from him. Bruce knew that if anyone knew the identity of The Batman, then not only he as the king would be out in danger, but his son's would be as well. "Jason... you know how I feel about him." Bruce said, turning his head to the side a bit. "This man can't be trusted. He might just be killing the monsters because he himself is a monster."

"You don't know that Bruce." Jason argued. "He could just be trying to clean up the kingdom and kill the beasts that killed have of the kingdoms villagers."

"Jason-"

Jason got up from his bed, cutting Bruce off. "Look... I don't want to argue about this. Especially not today. I have to much on my mind already."

"Jason-"

"Tell everyone they can start eating without me."

Jason shook his head as he left his bedroom, still shirtless wearing his pajama pants. Bruce sighed. He hated being a war with Jason. Jason was such a kind kid. He was nice to everyone he came across, except his brothers, and Bruce hated when he was at war with him. He hated it. Bruce wiped his nose and he looked back out at the gardens as his servants begun to add seating. Today was about Jason becoming an official prince. He didn't want to ruin Jason's day.

Bruce left his bedroom to start and prepare for the afternoon's ceremony.

Hours passed at the gardens were finally set up for the coronation. It was set up with red roses and carnations, Jason's favorite color and flowers, and golden chairs. It was something that should make the young man very happy. Bruce dressed very quickly in an appropriate outfit for a ball or any event for a king. Bruce placed on the golden crown with jewels that matched his dark red cap and buttoned shirt. He walked with his usual guards to meet his son's near the palace's entrance. His son's were all dressed in similar red, gold and black that Jason approved for his ceremony. Their crowns matched Bruce's, since they had already had their coronations.

"Leave us." Bruce said as soon as he and his son's were close enough. "Scale the palace, make sure that everything is set in place."

The guards bowed before their king and then they left as Bruce had instructed. Bruce looked back at his three other sons and smiled. "Sorry I couldn't meet you for breakfast." Bruce said with a weak smile. "I had a few things to take care of before Jason's coronation."

"Well at least he's finally to be coronated." Tim said, adjusting the cuffs of his buttoned top.

"How is he?" Dick asked.

Dick and Jason were never the closest when Bruce had first adopted Jason. Jason thought that Dick hated him, which he did. But as they later met one another, they became close. Dick was always the most worried for Jason because he seemed to love him the most. Jason might never call Dick, Tim or Damian his brothers, but Dick knew that Jason was his brother. "He's... He's Jason." Bruce responded.

"He's probably just nervous Grayson." Damian said, patting Dick's elbow since he was the youngest and not that tall. "Give him until after the ceremony. He'll be the chatterbox that he his when he thinks no one is around."

Dick smiled and he one armed hugged his little brother. Bruce smiled. These three were so close to one another and they had a nice connection. But not Jason. Jason only had a real connection with Dick, but he barely talked to him enough at is it. Bruce hated that Jason was always alone, but sometimes talking to someone that wished to be alone always made it worse. Bruce cleared his throat and he looked out the window. "The carriage should be here soon." Bruce said. "Let's hurry."

"You should go ahead." Dick said. "I'm going to see if I can talk to Jason for a moment."

"I'll the carriage for as long as I can. It will be easy since we're only riding towards the gardens." Tim said, patting his brother's shoulder much to Bruce's delight. "Be out soon. You know Jason."

Dick nodded and he started to hurry as fast as he could in his outfit and crown. Of course, he found Jason in one place where he waited for his own coronation to start. Dick had chosen the color blue for his coronation and it made Dick smile to see Jason in his favorite shade of red. Jason was looking out the window of the room that showed the gardens and the set up ceremony. "You nervous?" Dick asked, approaching his brother dressed in the thick cape and royal suit.

Jason didn't look at him. He just kept staring out the window. He held his hands behind him as he looked. "A prince hm?" Jason said. "I'm about to be a prince."

"You've always been a prince Jay."

"No Dick. I've always been a young boy living in the dirtiest parts of the village that got beaten by his father."

Dick always hated how Jason used to be beaten by a man that had the nerves to he called Jason's father. He hated it. Dick moved forward in front of Jason so that he was visible to his brother. "That man is not your father." Dick said.

"Well neither is Bruce if you really think about it." Jason said, walking away from Dick and dragging his cape along with him.

"Jason he loves you."

Jason shook his head as he adjusted his hair. "Dick... you should go. You don't want to miss your carriage."

"Jason-"

"Just go Dick." Jason yelled looking out the window on his opposite side. "Just go."

Dick wanted to move and comfort his brother. But he knew that it would just make things worse for him. Worse for his relationship with Jason. Dick curled his hand away after reaching for him and he turned to him. "I'll... I'll see you at the coronation."

Jason didn't respond. He just stared back out the window. Dick adjusted his crown and he walked away from his brother and towards the exit of the kingdom. Jason sighed and he looked back out the window of the palace. Jason stayed there for a few moments and he watched the carriage that was holding his brothers and adopted father towards the gardens where the ceremony would be held. "Your highness?" called the voice of a guard.

Jason turned around and faced the guard, who was flanked by three others. They had the mark of the Wayne family on their chest plates and capes. "Are you ready to escorted to your coronation?"

Jason gave the guards a weak smile because they didn't deserve his anger and attitude. "Yes." he said as a response. "Yes, I'm ready."

Jason adjusted his thick cape one last time and he walked up to the guards that would lead him towards his ceremony.

Bruce and his son's took a carriage to their own gardens for the ceremony because it was a tradition for the family to arrive in a carriage. Bruce could see the many people seated in the chairs and many villagers cheering for their king and princes. It made him smile to how much his people loved him. When the carriage came to a complete stop, the door was opened why one of the servants. Bruce walked out first onto the pebbly ground and he waved at his subjects. The boys went outside afterwards and they waved at everyone else at well. Bruce made his way down the path and to the stage where the coronation would take place.

Dick led Tim and Damian down to the side of the stage where they could stand and observe the coronation, just like the other coronations that they had attended. Bruce stood up to the minister that would perform the coronation and shook his hand. "Thank you so much for doing this." Bruce whispered as the crowd started to quiet down and take their seats.

"You do not need to thank me your highness." the minister said, bowing before his king and his princes. "It is an honor to perform this coronation for your sons."

Bruce heard the sounds of the drums of the band and he moved out of the way to stand next to the minister. The drums started to play along with the violins and everyone turned to see their prince. Jason stood in the middle of the aisle, holding his gloved hands in front of him. Bruce smiled. He looked like he had changed from the young man that had been beaten by his biological father and sold by him to be a sex slave of a monster's master. Bruce was proud of how much he changed.

The flutes started to play and Jason slowly started to walk down the aisle. Like a bride getting married. The audience smiled and watched as he walked down the aisle and walked towards the minister, his adopted fathers and brothers. Jason walked up the small steps of the stage and approached the minister. Jason bowed before him, like he had practiced for the past month. "Today-" the minister yelled out with a smile. "Today marks the day that this young man, the adopted son of King Bruce Wayne, Prince Jason Peter Todd will officially become one of the prince's of the kingdom of Gotham."

The audience started to clap making Jason give them all a weak smile and wave. Jason just wanted to get this ceremony over with. Jason looked back at the minister, who was turning around and grabbing the golden globus curciger and scepter that was laying on a velvet pillow. "Your highness, please remove your gloves so we can continue the coronation.

Jason nodded and he pulled off the gloves on his hands. He looked over at Bruce and handed them to him. Bruce took them and held onto them with a tight grasp. Jason looked over at the minister and took the scepter in one hand and the golden globe in the other. "You may now make your speech." Bruce said, holding his head high with a smile.

Jason turned to face the audience of the coronation with a weak and obviously fake smile on his face. "I, Prince Jason Peter Todd, accept the official title of a prince of Gotham. With this title, I will bring you hope, safety and protection from the monsters that haunt the streets of this kingdom when the sun falls. I, Prince Jason Todd, vow to protect you all with my life and do my best to find out who is sending these beasts. I, with this title, will be the best prince of Gotham that I can be."

Bruce smiled. Jason surely was something on the inside.

"Do you Jason Peter Todd-" the minister asked with a wide smile. "Take this title as a prince of Gotham?"

"I do." Jason replied.

"Do you vow to always think of your people before your self?"

"I do."

"And do you vow to be loyal to your family until death or exile parts you?"

"... I do."

"People of the kingdom of Gotham, please welcome your fourth prince of Gotham. Prince Jason Peter Todd."

The crowd started to cheer and clap for Jason. The minister held up a golden crown that was similar to his brother's and father's. Jason held his head down and allowed the crown to be place upon his hair. Jason quickly snatched his gloves back from Bruce without looking at him as he smiled at the people in front of him. Jason smiled at his people as his brothers clapped happily at him. Bruce moved to pat his son's shoulder went a cold gust of wind ran through the gardens. Petals of the red flowers started to fly everywhere. Bruce started to tense up, sensing that something was wrong. It was the middle of the summer. A cold gust of strong wind was anything but normal in the summer.

Dick and Tim moved to stand in front of Damian protectively as the people in their seats and in the crowds started to murmur about what the hell might happening. Bruce moved forward to put an arm over Jason. Bruce locked eyes with one of the guards, who looked just as dumbfounded as everyone else. "Get everyone inside the ballroom. Now!" he ordered.

Before the guards could even do anything, the winds got stronger. Bruce held onto Jason's elbow as he grabbed a sword that he had attached to his belt. He held it up towards any danger that might be coming. Sure enough, there was danger. One of the beasts that rolled around the village streets at night jumped out of the bushes of the garden. There were many different beasts, but this beast looked almost like an evil dragon, with it's dark maroon scaly skin, yellow cat like eyes and long wings. The dragon beast indeed had a rider, dressed in a bright purple armor that made him more noticeable on the dragon. The beast roared loudly, making everyone except Bruce hold their ears. Two more beasts jumped out of the bushes with different riders on the top and multiple men standing near the beasts with armor covering their face. The leader of these men must have been in the one in purple that jumped out first.

Bruce looked around and everyone that was looking scared and afraid of the three beasts. "Leave now!" Bruce yelled out at them. "Leave now and your punishment will not be as sever as ruining the ceremony."

The leader of this men pulled off the armor that covered his head. His hair was a bright green and his skin was as pale as white. It was horrifying. Jason moved forward a bit, trying to get a sight at him but Bruce held him tightly to try and protect him. The man with green hair and white skin smiled widely at the king. He moved his head back and waved his hand. Bruce had no idea how to react to what he happened. The men threw small sacks filled with a green powder over and it started to spread in a thick fog. People started to scream and cough, before falling down to the ground. Bruce turned over and grabbed Jason's shoulder. "Run!" he yelled, pushing his son over towards the stage's exit.

Dick and Tim helped to get Damian out of the stage and towards the carriage. But the fog started to spread fast and it was too thick. Dick, Tim and Damian had no source of escape as the fog made their way inside their lungs. Dick gripped his youngest brother as the two fell down to the ground unconscious along with Tim and everyone else around them. Bruce needed to get to his other son's. He tried to pull Jason with him so that he could rescue his son's. But one of the dragon like beasts flew down in front of the king and new appointed prince. The dragon roared loudly in Bruce's face, making him immediately shield Jason away from it.

It's rider, the green haired and pale skinned man, laughed loudly as Bruce shielded the young man. Jason was dressed way too fancy to run away with his cape, crown and suit. Bruce the same way. Running couldn't be an option and they would eventually get caught. The rider smiled and he slid off his saddle before patting his dragon monster's head. As he jumped down, the dragon started to slowly growl and creep towards Bruce and Jason. Bruce kept Jason behind him and he held his elbow protectively. The dragon monster roared and he slapped Bruce away from Jason. Bruce flew off the stage and crashed into one of the many rows of the chairs. Bruce groaned in the pain, his back was on fire.

"Bruce!" Jason yelled, starting to turn and run over to help the king that gave him a home. But the green haired man stood in front of Jason ominously. Jason slowly started to creep back from him as he got closer to him. Bruce tried to get up but his back seemed to be so close to breaking. The fog closed in on him and he was fighting against going unconscious. Jason tripped over his large cape and he fell backwards. The green haired man laughed loudly as Jason tried to get away from him and his dragon like monster. The man then grabbed Jason by his neck, choking him and making him scream.

"Ja- *cough*" Bruce tried to call, but he couldn't as the fog made it into his lungs. "Ja... Jas...on-"

Jason screamed as the green haired man pulled him off the ground and into his grasp. Almost as if he was flying, the kidnapper jumped up onto the saddle of his monster with Jason in tow. "Let's go boys!" the yelled, snapping the reins of the dragon. The monster started to flap his wings and it took off into the sky. Jason was screaming loudly as this man with skin whiter than the marble in the palace was taking him and hauling him up to the sky. Bruce looked up and saw the dragon start to fly off. It was obvious that it was Jason in tow, because his red cape was flapping from the edge of the dragon.

The gas finally made his way into Bruce's lungs and he hung his bed back before closing his eyes.

I love AU's with princes, kings, kingdoms and dragons. Don't know why, but I love it. Blame it on my childhood of Disney movies. But, please let me know how you like it and follow, favorite and review.