A/N: This is the first of my Halloween series, in this story Bruce and Dick never had that fight and never parted ways. Dick did become Nightwing however, but he remained at the Manor. And Bruce being Bruce he took Jason in.

Batman had cut patrol short because of a nasty thunderstorm rolling through town. Bruce knew that Dick was used to how loud the Manor was during thunderstorms after all the structure was over 100 years old. But he knew that Jason wasn't used to it, the boy had only been in his care for a couple of weeks and the weather had been fine. He kept his bedroom door cracked open just in case Jason needed him. He was glad the boys were somewhat close in age, but he wondered how Jason would manage.

The thunder rolled over his head as the tried to block it out. Jason Todd was no stranger to storms and had even spent a few of them hiding under bridges or in an abandoned building to wait it out. But the Manor made him nervous. It was over 3 and a half stories tall and had a LOT of windows. With such a rustic old interior it looked spooky. And at night it was no better as the wind howled outside and the lighting flashed. The long thick curtains did nothing to hide the flashes of lighting seeping through. A loud boom of thunder had Jason under his covers. He didn't know why he felt scared, he couldn't explain it.

A creaking sound caught his ears however, it was slow and sounded like the door was opening. He peeked out from under his blanket to see that it was his closet door, he had asked Dick if the Manor was haunted because of how big it was and he had said no. But that didn't mean the older boy wasn't lying to him. The door made popping sounds as it creaked adding to the scary factor.

It dawned on Jason if he was going to begin his training soon as Robin he needed to remain tough and on top of his game. Getting the courage he slid out of bed and made his way across the dark room that only lit up by flashes of lighting. His hands were sweating and he was shaking but he continued on. His sock feet padded silently on the hardwood floor of his room, as he got closer he could hear heavy breathing. Pausing he wondered if he should go alert Bruce that they had an intruder in the house. But he didn't want to make his new guardian mad so he continued on by himself.

Inching closer the door creaked and popped the rest of the way open, in a flash of lightning Jason could have sworn he saw a figure standing in the doorway. Gathering up his courage he pressed on, his heart hammering in his chest as he reached the door completely. One flash of lightning and boom of thunder later and the figure grabbed a hold of his shoulders and said in a deep voice. "I've got you now Boy Wonder!"

Screaming Jason struggled to get free and knocked whoever it was to the ground, fleeing the room. He could hear the sound of running footsteps behind him as he raced down the hallway of the Manor. He misjudged one of the corners and came to a dead end.

The footsteps were getting closer now, the lighting showed how close the figure was to him. "Jaaaassssoooonnnn! I am coming for you!" The same creepy voice said.

Jason felt fear welling up inside of him as he tried to think of what Robin would do in this case. Knowing full well what the answer was he lashed out by kicking. The unknown person grabbed a hold of his foot and made him go off balance. Jason kicked out again and through in a punch, but whoever his pursuer was knew his every move and blocked it. With it being totally dark in the hall he had no idea who it was or really where the person was.

The figure told him once more. "Jason… I know who you are…."

Stiffening up the boy asked. "Who are you?"

The figure moved closer until Jason's back was up against the wall. Feeling trapped Jason shouted out. "BRUCE!"

"Bruce can not save you now Jason… you are mine." The figure told him sinisterly.

No sounds could be heard in the house except Jason's breathing. "Ha ha ha ha haaaaa….. You're mine Jason… Now to take you with me."

The figure grabbed Jason again and the boy went wild. "NO, let me go! Bruce! Help!"

"What is going on here?" A firm voice demanded. His world got blinded by light as the light in the hall was turned on. The figure had let go of Jason and somehow disappeared.

Standing about 20 feet away was Bruce with his hand on the light switch. Bruce was in his pajama pants with no shirt on looking quite displeased about being woken up. Jason looked around frantically and saw that he had completely missed a door that was only a few feet away.

"Bruce! there's an intruder in the house! He came out of my closet and chased me down the hall! He said you can't help me now and was going to take me with him!" Jason said in a fear filled voice.

Bruce didn't look convinced and replied. "Oh really? Did you try and fight whoever it was?"

"Yea but whoever it was knew my moves! I could barely fight back!" Jason insisted.

Crossing his arms over his bare chest Bruce looked at him skeptically. "Really..."

Uncrossing his arms Bruce walked over to the door and told Jason. "This is a closet, it's seldom ever used."

Opening the door he looked inside and stated firmly. "Really Richard?"

Dick came out of the closet, the 16-year-old was wearing black from head to toe. A ski mask was on his face and he was wearing a black turtleneck, with black gloves, black jeans, and black shoes.

"How did you figure out it was me?" Dick asked innocently.

"Have you forgotten that I am Batman. I know everything. That and the alarm didn't sound on the house TO indicate that there had been a break-in, next time you want to pull a prank, make sure I'm not here to know about it." Bruce told him.

Turning around Dick pulled the mask off his face to reveal his domino mask. "You should have seen your face! I had you terrified!"

Frowning deeply Jason told him. "Was not! You didn't scare me!"

Walking up to the boy Dick asked him. "Oh really? And that's why you screamed for Bruce? Cause you weren't scared?"

Jason punched Dick in the chest and the older boy laughed saying. "You hit like a girl! And you want to be Robin?"

Growling in anger Jason shouted back. "I'll teach you, Dick Grayson!"

Dick turned on his heel and ran past Bruce who stuck his foot out tripping Dick. The boy regained his balance but the slight pause made it easier for Jason to catch up.

"Bruce! That was so not fair!" Dick shouted back behind him as he ran down the stairs.

Shaking his head he mumbled to himself. "I am so glad Alfred's not here, or we would all be getting an ear full."

He followed the boys down the steps and found them in the living room. Jason had a couch pillow in his hands and was beating Dick with it.

"Alright! Alright! I give up! You win! Sorry for scaring you!" Dick was crying out.

"I. Was. Not. Scared!" Jason shouted again at him and whacked Dick over the head with the pillow again.

Bruce laughed from the doorway seeing the boys. He knew that things were going to get interesting when he took in a second child, but he just didn't think Dick would have tried scaring the crap out of the kid so soon. The sight of the 12-year-old hitting Dick was laughable. He knew the boy wasn't hurting his eldest son.

"Alright Jason, he's had enough. Dick, I hope you learned not to scare him like that again." Bruce told them as he got closer. Dick reached above his head and took hold of another couch pillow that he chose not to use on Jason and through it at Bruce.

"That was for tripping me!"

Bruce caught it with ease and told him. "You are a trained acrobat, I knew you wouldn't fall."

He laughed as he put the pillow back in place and helped his son up, since it was early in the morning they went to the kitchen and got some breakfast before training. Bruce sat with his mug of coffee watching his boys out of the corner of his eye. Dick was busy eating while Jason was glaring at him, he knew that Jason was plotting revenge. He was certainly grateful that Alfred was taking a much-needed vacation of visiting family in England because things were about to get very interesting…

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