This is the reright of the first chapter. Please read and enjoy, and since this is the first chapter, I will say this once and only once. I don't own shit, everything is owned by DC comics, WB, and Cartoon Network. There, you happy, I don't know why I have to write a copyright disclaimer when this is on a site called fanfiction. So there it is now leave me the fuck alone.

Jason stared at the dark night sky of Gotham that never seemed to go away and wondered how he got himself into the situation he was currently in. If he had to guess he'd say it was when his dad got taken to jail, again. But Jason had a feeling he wouldn't be coming back this time, and his dad did tell to always trust his instincts. Now, because of his dad's stupidity, he was the man of the house. The man that had to take care of his mom and keep the drug dealers away, so his mom could get over her adiction (which wasn't helped by his dad getting arrested).

Which, okay he knew his dad still loved him, even though he was a stupid drunk that thought working for Two-Face was a good idea. He knew because his dad showed it to him by teaching him all he needed to know. Like how to pick a lock or someone's pocket, how to read people, how to run through the streets and over the rooftops, how to get past people unnoticed, how to fight, and how to pick up chicks (though he was pretty sure his mom wasn't to happy about that last one).

But unfortunately, none of those skills could help him avoid getting arrested leaving Jason alone with his mom. Which was fine because he loved her, and wanted to take care of her. It just made him worry when he wasn't there to make sure the dealers stayed away, but he had to do this so that they could eat.

So now he was with his friend Chris, getting ready to rob a convenience store just so he and his mom could continue to live.

Jason was in his favorite red hoodie (his only hoodie), a grey t-shirt, ripped and faded black jeans, and black and white vans and was currently getting his red balaclava on. Chris, who was dressed almost in the exact same clothes, except he had a checkered jacket instead of a red hoodie, took out a gun.

Jason stared at the gun with wide eyes before asking, "Chris why the fuck did you bring a gun I thought you said nobody would get hurt?!"

Chris just dismissed his worry and said, "Don't worry, it's not loaded it's just to scare people so we can get the job done easier, I promise nobody will be hurt."

Jason still staring at the gun hesitantly nodded and said, "Okay whatever let's just get this over with."

They then entered the store where there was just a man at the register and a woman looking at some stuff to buy. "This is a stickup", Chris shouted, "You keep lookout, man. And make sure that lady doesn't move a freaking muscle."

"Please don't hurt me… don't-"the lady started to panic so Jason decided to kneel next to her and calm her down.

"Shh… you don't have to worry. I'm just a regular guy in a rough place. All we're trying to do is get some money for rent and groceries. My name's Jason… and I promise you won't get hurt. This'll all be over in a minute."

"You idiot", Chris said with venom in his voice, came over, money in the duffel bag and pointed the gun at the lady's head, "you told her your name? You're going to get us both locked up! You were supposed to be lookout… can't you do anything right? I'll take care of this myself…"

"No!"

Blam

"Come on man we have to run!"

Jason just stood there looking wide eyed at the corpse of the dead woman thinking, 'what have I done, why did I let this happen.' He then ran off after Chris.

When Jason finally caught with him Chris was standing in an alley panting.

"C'mon, Jason –pant pant-… we have to keep moving…"

Jason took off his mask and walked up to him, "She won't… she won't ever move again."

When he got up to Chris, Jason punched him hard in the face. "This was just about the money, Chris! You said the gun was unloaded!"

Chris was down on the ground and Jason proceeded to hit him over and over, "You promised nobody would get hurt! Gonna make sure…", he then saw the gun next to him grabbed it and pointed it at Chris's head, "you never hurt anyone again."

Just when he was about to pull the trigger he stopped and looked at the terror in Chris's eyes, then remembered seeing the same look on that lady's face. His hand shook then he just threw the gun away in anger. He wasn't sure if it was with himself or with the peice of shit beneath him. He then looked down at Chris again and saw the look of releif on his face. He decided to use his anger in one last puch that knocked Chris out.

Jason heard sirens in the distance and decided to leave Chris there for the cops, and made sure to grab the money before booking it.

When he was sure he was at a safe distance he stopped for breath, then looked up at the sky. What he saw made him scowl just a bit. He saw the batsignal, shining bright in the sky. It was supposed to be a beacon of hope for the city, but he knew better. There was no hope for this city. For him it was just a signal for him to get home even faster. So he took the hint and headed straight home to make sure his mom was still okay.

When Jason got home what he saw froze him in place.

On the ground was his mom surrounded by her own drool and a needle lying next to her.

Jason knelt next to his mother's body, trying in vain to shake his mom awake. "Mom wake up, you have to see the money I got." Tears started to ecape and began to roll down his cheeks, and he began to skake her more violently. "NO, YOU CAN'T DO THIS! I GOT THE MONEY WE NEEDED!", he began to yell hysterically. He then grabbed the bag of money and shook it in front of her emotionless face, and continued to yell, "PLEASE, YOU CAN'T, I DID THIS FOR YOU!" He dropped the bag and just held her body close, sobing into her motionless chest, just shaking his head and reatedly saying "no".

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Later when the cops came he looked on at the scene from the car they put him in, glaring at it, thinking bitterly, 'I was right, there is no hope in this city'.

You're probably wondering what happened to me, well there are multiple reasons. I have high school, I have to prep for college, computor problems, and I'm an iresponsible teen boy. And right now my senior year is already pushing down really hard on me. The reason I'm starting over is because I thought the original was mediocre, and could use improvement, and to tell the truth I didn't have a clear picture of where I was going with it. So I'm starting over and adding parts and doing some editing that should've been in the story the first time. I have already started work on the other chapters but won't be releasing anything until either next month or I have enough back up chapters unlike last time where I just updated as I wrote wich was poor planning. I hope you can forgive me and will continue to support my writing. Please read and review because it really does motivate me. Also feel free to PM me, bye.