Chapter 1
I do not own Young Justice.
"Nice to meet you to, Dick and call me Veronica and call him Will." I nodded and walked away from the juvenile detention center. I just prayed that I will never have to stay at this place again.
~4 years later~
I shut off my beeping alarm telling me that I had to get up for school. I stretched waking up the sleeping bones in my body. I took off the dark blue comforter off of me and headed to the bathroom to take a shower. I hummed a random tune as the warm water hit me softly. I quickly turned off the waters and changed into a red v neck tee and black skinny jeans with the equal speed. I grabbed my blue backpack and headed towards the small kitchen.
"Good morning, Veronica and Will," I greeted them. William was reading the newspaper and Veronica was currently making breakfast.
"Smells good, Veronica, watcha cooking," I asked cheerfully.
William groaned and said, "How can you be so cheerful in the morning?" I just chuckled and shrugged. William, Veronica, and I had gotten extremely close over the past four years.
"Pancakes and bacon and I'm just done!" Veronica set three plates down full of pancakes and bacon. I soaked my pancakes with the sweet syrup and cut the pancakes into bitable pieces.
"Oh god, honey look at this," Will said as he handed the newspaper to Veronica. Veronica scanned her paper and she paled immediately. She threw a worried glance at me, then back at the paper, and then her husband. I quirked my eyebrows at my foster moms sudden strange behavior. Will and Veronica threw worried glances at each other.
"Anything wrong," I asked. Veronica's warm brown eyes looked at me scared and worried.
"Dick, I think you should look at this," said Veronica while handing me the newspaper. On the picture was Tony Zucco scowling at the camera and two police officers at his sides clutching Tony's arms tightly. My heart raced at the picture. I read the article and my heart thumped harder as I got farther into the passage.
Tony Zucco was arrested for the newly found murder of The Flying Graysons. The Flying Graysons was a circus family and was very famous around the world for their act, trapeze without a net. On 2008 the first day of spring The Flying Graysons had an act at Gotham City. On this tragic day The Flying Graysons all but one fell to their deaths. This was labeled as an accident but through further investigation by Batman, it was labeled as a horrid murder. Tony Zucco was sentenced to prison for life.
Suddenly my morning appetite was gone and the paper was crumbling and tearing against my grip.
"Dick," Veronica said concerned. I snapped my heads towards her back into reality.
I heaved a sigh of relief that I had been holding since my parents were murdered. Everything felt lighter almost more peaceful. "Finally," I eventually muttered.
"Finally? Dick you knew that your parents were murdered and that Tony was behind it," Will asked me.
"Well I didn't 'know' per say but I had my assumptions." I folded the newspaper and played with my leftovers.
"Why didn't you tell us," Veronica asked me with a comforting hand against my arm.
I shrugged. "Like I said, it was an assumption and I didn't have any physical evidence." I glanced at the ticking clock and grabbed my school bag, "We'll talk about this later or else I'm going to be late."
"Yeah, the commissioner is going to have my neck if I'm late again," said Will with a hint of amusement.
"Oh Will," said Veronica while rolling her eyes, "Yeah, I should be heading to the school right now to. I swear those children are going to be the death of me. They get wilder and wilder each year." Even though Veronica said I knew she loved teaching children.
I said goodbye to Will as he dropped me off at Gotham Public High School. I was only 13 but my superior brain, as Will called it, managed me to skip a grade. I ran to homeroom before I was late.