Flashpoint Paradox...

A/N: Well I know I shouldn't be doing this, and I mean REALLY I shouldn't, but I am!

This story was inspired by the movie- Flashpoint Paradox. That movie is about how Flash wished how his mother was still alive and he runs so fast that he ends up in an almost alternative universe where there's no Flash, his mom's alive, the Atlantans and Amazons are at war destroying the planet and killing millions, superman is being experimented on by the government, and instead of Bruce's parents dying in the alley way that night he was, resulting in his dad becoming a murderous Batman and his mom to go insane and become the Joker of that world. It's a cool movie actually. I loved it and it inspired me to think of an alternative universe similar to that situation on which Robin wishes his parents were still alive.

Hope you enjoy! And remember that one simple act can cause a big impact on the world...

Disclaimer: I don't own Teen titans

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Accept the things you cannot change, have the courage to change the things you can, and have the wisdom to tell the difference.

Chapter 1: Appreciate the little things

This day was just a bad memory.

In the local Gotham Cemetery, there were two expensive marble slabs that held graves. Bruce Wayne himself had funded the funeral of the people who were no longer with the living, and the deed was very gracious considering the only family member left of the two people who had passed was a small boy, but the funeral's expenses could not help subdue the pain that the small boy held.

The son was gracious of course. His small nine year old mind being taught to appreciate all things, he had thanked Mr. Wayne. Yet as he looked upon the two oak wood caskets that held his parents corpse, the boy's composure further broke to where tears escaped his eyes.

Bruce had remembered that pain the boy was feeling. The emotional turmoil flashed across his mind. He remembered witnessing his parents death, and dealing with that hollow empty feeling of being alone in the world. Vulnerable, weak, depressed. Those were feelings no child should have felt, but as Mr. Wayne looked down at the boy beside him, he had seen all of this flash across his face. A brief moment had passed when he had remembered his parents funeral. His graciousness at having Alfred to help him deal with his mourning and the echoing of people he had never really met come to him and claim how the pain would get better when in reality it had all, but destroyed him.

Bruce had looked down at the boy and a look of sympathy crossed his face. The young man resembled his past self.

Sadly, unlike his younger self, Dick had nobody.

He was alone.

When the realization had hit Bruce, it was almost a twist in the dagger that was deep in his heart. He hadn't known the Flying Graysons, but he was more then generous to pay for the funeral expenses. Finally after meeting Dick, Bruce had decided to adopt the young acrobat.

Bruce and Alfred welcomed the young boy into the luxurious Wayne Manor and made sure his needs were met. He went to school, he was social, he was provided basic necessities, and he was loved. Of course after a year of living with Bruce, Dick had gotten curious and discovered that Bruce was Batman. This led to the birth of Robin and later on Nightwing.

At the graves of Mary and John Grayson stood two or two and a half people. Why two and a half? Well, one was pregnant.

Dick Grayson and Starfire; who was currently wearing a hologram ring making herself Kori, stood above the graves. Kori was wearing a pair of black pants and a large light blue shirt that covered her swollen belly. Her radiant auburn hair was pulled into a low pony tail with her side bangs only escaping the black headband that fitted her. The green eyes that were usually shining with unbridled joy were at the moment a glassy look that showed tears were bound to escape. One hand was absently stroking her 9 month stomach, while the other held her husbands hand.

Dick was wearing a pair of pants and a cotton red shirt. He held his wife's hand and in the other he held a large bouquet filled with lilies.

Those were his mothers favorite flowers.

Letting go of Kori's hand, Dick knelt down to the ground and planted the lilies between the two graves. He sighed somberly and stood up.

God, how he missed them. More than anything, he wished they could have met Kori and their future granddaughter.

He looked at their graves and saw flashes of old memories. He saw his mother placing her hand on his chest, heard her voice calling him her 'little Robin'. Saw his father, standing proud and tall, his hand on his shoulder while the other was around his mother's waist. Watched the three of them, remembering how it used to be.

"Fuck," he muttered, squeezing shut his eyes, still feeling something damp on his cheek.

And then there really was the warmth of a hand on his chest, a body pressed up against his back, the sweet scent of strawberries, "Richard," Kori's voice whispered sadly.

He leaned back into her as best as he could manage with her swollen stomach, his head falling back onto her shoulder, his hands covering hers. "I miss them at times like this," he said softly.

"I know," she whispered and he felt her lips on his neck.

"I wish you could've met them. Mom would've loved you. Dad would've got a kick out of the fact you were taller than me."

She giggled softly.

Dick cleared his throat and left the warmth of her arms, stepping away to compose himself.

"I'm sorry mom and dad. If only I was fast enough..."

Kori glanced up from the graves and looked at him. What was he thinking? She stared at his tear brimmed blue eyes and couldn't help, but be confused.

"What are you talking about Richard?" Kori inquired. Dick looked at her and sighed.

"I saw Zucco cut the wire. If I was fast enough to warn them before they got on the trapeze, then maybe they'd still be alive." Dick explained briefly. His mind filled with whirring thoughts of 'what ifs' as he sighed again and turned his back.

Kori made a sour face and clamped a hand on his shoulder. She squeezed it lightly making him turn and look deeply into his eyes. "Richard, you were merely a child. There was nothing you could have done."

Dick shook his head,"Star, I could of-"

"Richard." Kori interrupted sternly. He paused and awaited patiently for her to continue. "I am sorry for your parents. Truly, but you must know that they would be proud of what you have become. You have been loved by many people who care so deeply for you, and I am sure they are happy."

Richard sighed for the umpteenth time that day and rubbed his neck. He knew she was right, but there was always that certain idea in his mind on what could have been if they were still alive today.

"I wish little Mar'i could have met them. They would've been thrilled to know that I have a beautiful wife and a baby on the way." Dick mummered lightly. Kori smiled sadly at him, she too thinking how nice it would have been to have met his parents.

She grabbed his hand once more and squeezed it for support. "She will be loved by Bruce and Selina."

He gave a chuckle at the thought of Bruce changing a dirty diaper. "Yeah, he will. I know Selina can't wait to hold Mar'i, and Wally keeps persisting that we should name our daughter Wallisha."

Kori scrunched her nose up, "Wallisha?" She repeated, not liking how the name rolled off her tongue.

Dick clicked his tongue and nodded, "Yup, Wallisha is apparently a name that Wally deems 'amazing'." Dick explained, emphasizing at the end by making quotation marks with his fingers.

"Oh, Wally..."

Dick chuckled at his wife's incredulous face. In all honesty, he was a bit scared of being a dad. Of course he was mainly jubilant at the news, but he wondered to himself if he would be able to handle his future daughter.

'Starfire's going to be a great mom.' Richard thought. He looked at her momentarily and saw that her swollen belly was causing Starfire a bit of trouble while walking around the grave yard. She always waddles about, but even with her intense cramps and morning sickness, a smile was splashed on her face. Starfire or rather Kori, crouched low behind a nearby grave and dusted off the old tombstone. It wasn't a surprise to Richard, she always did that. Every trip she made to the cemetery she would lightly clean up the grave and leave a small purple flower. She was just respective like that. He, nor she knew who the grave belonged to, but yet she still left a small sign of respect at each one.

Richard smiled at her. She looked so beautiful. That glow on her tan skin making her pregnant figure shine brighter. She was absolutely stunning too. Starfire had grown much after her Teen Titan days. Everyone did. They were all no longer young teenage girls and boys, but rather handsome men and beautiful woman.

Starfire's figure had become one that would make models go to shame. In fact, she was a model that worked for the company; Victoria Secret. At the moment, she had resided her job, despise many people being against the decision. (That is until they figured out she was pregnant.) Starfire was a gorgeous girl, and all men loved to admire her body. She just loved to travel the world, but only if Dick was with her. He had claimed that he traveled with her for 'business', but in reality, he just loved to watch some guy try to talk his woman up then pop in and scare the daylights out of him. Richard was a big man, and nobody messed with big men's wife's. Especially a rich and powerful man who could knock you out in one punch.

Starfire was no longer aloud to crime fight for the period of time. She had wanted to for the first few weeks, but Richard had refused her. There was even one incident where Starfire was baby sitted by Bruce who was oddly comfortable with having his daughter inlaw hang out with him in the Batcave. Turns out, Star was a great language translator, but that was most likely from her ways of transferring knowledge.

"Kori." Dick called. She looked at him from her position and softly smiled at him. She stood up, dusted her pants, pulled down her light blue shirt, and walked towards him.

"Yes Richard?"

Dick looked at her and smiled. Placing his hand on the small part of her back, he pulled her closer and kissed her rosy red lips. "I love you star."

Kori's glazed eyes lightened up at the statement of affection. "I love you too Richard."

He grinned at her and scooped Kori up in one swift motion. The act caused a squeal to escape the girl, a chuckle from Dick, and a kick from little Mar'i inside Starfire's tummy.

"Richard." Kori cooed gently. He looked down at her in his arms. That soft smile, that twinkle in her eyes, those incredibly soft hands playing with his ebony hair. "She is kicking."

He placed her down and crouched low, placing a hand on her abdomen. Soon enough, a soft kick hit his hands making his mouth split into a large grin. "It feels like she's got my martial art skills."

Kori made a face,"I believe she has acquired your acrobatic talents as well. She has been doing many of the flips."

A laugh imitated from his mouth,"Well she is a Grayson. She's bound to get some of that from her daddy. Isn't that right Mar'i?" Dick coyly asked, kissing Starfire's stomach.

She giggled at him and slapped his head lightly, "We must depart soon Richard. I have the earthling baby classes at 2 o'clock."

He nodded at Kori and looked at the graves once more. "Yeah, okay. I'll-" a beep interrupted his sentence. He reached into his back pocket and pulled out a communicator. He and the other Titans hadn't quit crime fighting, but they had rather moved on and all started their own life's. Gar and Raven moving in together and living in Jump City, Cyborg becoming a member of the Justice League, and Kori and Dick living together in Bludhäven. Occasionally, there were those few peculiar cases where they would all meet up and battle together if they were all nearby.

Like now.

"Go." Kori said, her smile faltering a bit at wanting to join the battle. She loved her baby, but there were times she wish she could help. He looked at her, paused and said,"Okay, but call me if anything happens. And when I say anything, I mean anything. I'll get Raven to teleport me back to you."

"I shall be fine Richard. The baby is not due until two weeks. I will simply do the hanging out at the class for future mothers." Starfire assured. Dick looked hesitant, but complied.

"I love you, and be safe." Starfire said affectionately, hugging him as best as she could and looking deeply into his eyes. He looked at her and smiled. Giving her a chaste kiss, he rubbed her stomach.

"I love you too baby. Have fun at the class and tell me how it went when I come back, okay?"

"Of course." She replied happily. He smiled and quickly contacted Raven. The screech of a Raven was heard in a minute short, and before greetings could be exchanged, the two crime fighters were gone leaving Kori alone with the keys to their nice pearl white Suburban.

. . .

She wasn't going to a class to learn how to change diapers and burp babies. She knew this already, but she had to make up some excuse that would make him believe her. What was she doing? Something she wasn't sure that her husband would approve of.

It wasn't like she was doing anything bad! Sure, crime fighting as a 9 month pregnant woman wasn't a wise idea, but the giste was that she wasn't getting physical in the battle. She was actually giving strategies in the safest place that she could think of.

Where was Starfire at right now? Well, no other then the large base home of heroes known as the Watch Tower.

Starfire had driven home to her and Richard's luxurious condo and removed her hologram ring. She put on a pair of grey sweat pants, a nice large dark purple hoodie, a pair of black slippers and kept her hair the same. What? She was pregnant and she could dress however she pleased. She grabbed a jar of dill pickles, a bottle of mustard and floated to the Nightwatch and teleported to the Watch Tower.

Most people were use to Starfire's daily appearance. In fact, they were pleased by it. She would always float about and ask If she could help in any way. Most days she would gossip with Supergirl, Barbra, Wally, or Zattana, while other days she was getting advice from other heroins such as Wonderwoman and Hawkgirl on how to properly use hand-to-hand combat in mid flight. Of course, there were no practices allowed for Starfire to do.

Currently, our favorite alien princess was munching on a mustard covered pickle, happily licking her fingers and smiling broadly. She was propped up in a large black chair, her long legs crossed over one another and the jar of pickles standing on her stomach almost as if it was a table. She didn't care that she was in the middle of the base with heroes surrounding her almost everywhere. Just because she was in a satellite filled with the most powerful men and woman of the planet didn't mean she couldn't sit in Batman's personal chair and munch on a pickle. Nobody cared, in fact they were all perfectly okay with it. She was carrying the child of Nightwing;one of the most famous heroes on the planet. On top of that, this was Batman's daughter in law and she was carrying Batman's first grandchild. Nobody messes with grampa Bats or his family.

That is, unless you wanted an ass whooping so brutal that your future grandchildren would feel it.

"Starfire!" A voice squealed.

Starfire looked up and saw a flash of green fly at her. She 'eeped' in surprise and nearly dropped her jar of pickles. Looking at the culprit that nearly caused her a heart attack, she looked into the eyes of Miss Martain.

"M'gann!" Starfire returned, her voice matching her alien counter part. The two girls hugged, (After Starfire moved the pickles) and settled down. M'gann chose to sit Indian style and float in the air, while Starfire returned to her lazy slouched position on the very comfortable chair.

"How have you been?" M'gann asked happily. It had been awhile since the two had last met. The first time they met, they had bonded so well you would've thought they were long time childhood friends. It was all because of a Watch Tower Christmas party that Starfire had become friends with almost every hero there was. It was impossible to not love her, she was too positive and full of life.

"I have been fine M'gann. I wish to see Mar'i soon. Me and Richard are most eager to welcome her into the world." Starfire said merrily. Miss Martian nodded and looked down at her.

"I bet. Wow you've gotten big! I mean not like that! You're gorgeous! I-I meant that your stomach has gotten big...Hello M'gann! That's not sounding any better!" M'gann cried, face palming her forehead. Starfire giggled and reached out to lay a comforting hand on her leg.

"I understand M'gann. It is the o and the k. "

Relief flooded M'gann's face and she smiled,"Thank goodness. I can't wait to see your little girl too! We can give her little makeovers and teach her how to fly! Oh, her aunt M'gann will help her with so much!"

"Yes, and her great uncle J'onn shall help her deal with any male trouble."

Starfire and M'gann turned to see Martain Manhunter smiling at the two. He floated towards Starfire and placed a hand on her stomach. Closing his eyes, he checked the health of the two and let go.

"I am happy to inform you that you and your baby are both healthy. Dick must be a proud man."

"He better be! Starfire's one hot chick! Seriously, the girls a super model! My girl is freaking gorgeous!" A voice called.

Martian Manhunter sighed and a giggle escaped M'gann when Flash was beside the martains in a second flat. Wally wore a broad grin and pouted at J'onn.

"Sorry about the costume party, okay?! I told you I was wearing green face paint to look like Beastboy, not to make fun of you! " Wally exclaimed, waving his hands in the air wildly. Martian Manhunter gave him an unamused look, scoffed, and floated away. M'gann gave Starfire one last smile and flew across the room to a nearby computer panel leaving the two redheads alone.

"Hey Legs." Wally greeted. He soon turned to her stomach and made an adored face. "Hello to you too, Wallisha!"

Kori lightly giggled,"She is named Mar'i Wally, not Wallisha."

Wally laughed and waggled his finger at her stomach tickling it and making her giggle. "Yeah, yeah, you and Dickie-boy will catch on eventually. Speaking of him, I'm about to go join the battle. They can't have too much fun if I'm not there."

"Who are they battling with?" Starfire asked with her words lacing with concern. She was just praying to X'hal that it was nothing major.

Wally shrugged nonchalantly and popped his neck,"Nothing big. Just a little battle with Cinderblock. It's weird how he's in Gotham, but hey, what we do is kick bad guy butt wherever and whenever." He stopped in mid stretch and looked at her, "Or is it bad things? I don't really know if Cinderblock is a dude. Maybe he could be a chick and we just don't know it." He shook his head, "Nah, I'm sure he's not a gender. Just some rock that got mad that someone probably called him a pebble or whatever."

Wally laughed at his own joke and adjusted his mask. With a giggle from Starfire, Wally smiled at her, kissed her temple, gave a two finger salute and rushed into the heat of the battle.

Starfire watched the tube glow and fade away. Her mood was now a sleepy façade. Within five minutes, the Tameranean was asleep in the comfortable seat that belonged to the most broodiest man on the planet.

Batman.

Speaking of the dark knight, Bruce was pacing quickly to his chair with a frown on his face. Criminals just had a way to dampen his mood. He took large steps until he heard quiet snores. Puzzled, he pulled back his chair to see Starfire cuddled into his seat with a small smile on her face. He had the will power of a thousand men combined, but god damn the small smile that crossed his face. Sure he was stoic, but Starfire, awake or not, had a way to bring smiles out of everyone. With a shake of his head, he adjusted her, leaned the chair back, pulled off his large cape and covered her with it. She seemed to snuggle deep into the fabric and mummer an incoherent 'Thank You'.

Bruce walked towards a computer near his right side and stole the chair there. Settling down in the leather red seat, he began his work. Batman didn't even care about the possibility of the hero returning and finding that their chair had been stolen.

Superman didn't need a seat anyway, right?

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This is the first chapter to my newest story that I have been talking about for quite sometime now! The Grayson Paradox! Yeeeeeeeeesssssss! I hope you all enjoy this story and this chapter because this was the last adorable one you'll get *evil laugh*

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