The Flying Grayson

The Ringmaster's voice boomed through out the tent, Mr. Haly truly knowing how to project his voice. He had no microphone helping him, it was all from his years of experience. "Ladies and Gentlemen," He bellowed. "You are in for a treat tonight. An act that was believed to have been ended many years ago has come back to life! But all good things in due time. Firstly, we have our little kittens to watch." And with that, he left the center.

He was replaced but the little kittens. There was nothing little about these big cats, and they were no way kittens. They were fully grown. Gunther and Gurbel were introduced by their tamers. They weren't the tigers that were seen outside, and they looked ten times deadlier. The ring was set up with barrels for the tigers to sit on while the tamers lit the rings they would be jumping through.

"Gunther will be jumping through these rings of fire," the female said, ignoring the fact the crowd doesn't know name. She does so since the stars of the performance are the tigers, not her or her husband. She turned to the tiger and started giving him commands in Russian.

Gunther got off of his barrel and walked around the ring, circling the humans. He looked as if he was about to attack his prey, his head down low, kneading the ground under his big and powerful paws. A soft growl amidst from his throat as his tail swings slowly from side to side. The animal was blood thirsty, it looked as if the show was going to end early because Gunther wanted to eat instead of perform.

The crowd gasped as the tiger roared and launched himself into the air. Surely he was going to take off the female's head. But he just jumped through the flaming ring. He started to run when he landed, the tiger's speed was great and it didn't slow down as he jumped through the fire rings. Soon, he would spin as he jumped through.

"Now, Gurbel will be joining his brother." The husband said, then turned to the tiger and gave the command in Russian.

Gurbel started out the same way that his brother had, looking like he was going to kill. Then he began jumping through the rings, but going in the opposite direction than Gunther. If the timing wasn't right, they could smack right into each other while running, or even worse, while jumping through the flaming rings.

The circus was indeed a dangerous place. The realization came to Jason and Damian. Jason regretted when he made fun of Dick for being a circus kid. It wasn't as easy and carefree as he thought. There was no way it could be. It also solved why Dick was so punctual, everything was about timing. If you were off by a split second, you could be dead.

It amazed Damian that so much of Dick's fighting style and skill actually came from the circus. It was like how some football players did ballet, it helped a lot. There was so much to learn from them. All of which Dick tried to teach him, but he was just too stubborn, believing he had already learned everything that he needed from his mother's training. He takes it back, he wants to learn now.

The tiger show soon changed to where they were completely jumping over the flaming rings. It made Bruce wonder just how much training had gone into this. The tigers are clearly still dangerous. Then they did something that shocked everyone. The couple had gotten on the tigers, and rode that as they jumped over the flaming hoops. That took trust between the tamers and the tigers. It was a simple conclusion to Bruce. It was years of training to form a bold like that.

"And to think, that was just only the opening act." Alfred spoke softly, clearly impressed by the performance, as the tigers and the tamers left the ring.

Mr. Haly came back out to introduced the next act. "Now, don't get confused with our next act! We have a lot going on. And please don't confuse our dear clown with Gotham's clown. We assure you that he was dressing like that first!" The clown comment had the Bat Family looking at each other nervously.

Bruce and Tim had forgot about the clown looking so much like the Joker. Then they just looked at Jason. They again assured him that it wasn't Joker so he wouldn't go running towards the ring, trying to kill the man. Though, they all still had it back in their minds, what if it's actually Joker? But when Harry, the clown's actual name, came out, it was easy to tell that he wasn't actually Joker. Their built were different and he was clearly wearing a green wig. A soft exhale of relief could be heard from each of them,

Harry began to do silly things while the juggles threw bowling pins up in the air to each other. It seemed like a typically thing to do, until Harry "accidentally" bumped into one of them and caused the juggling to cease. The bowling pins were then thrown at the clown as he ran away. Earning a laugh from the crowd.

Harry was replaced with Elinore, the elephant. She brought with her a chest and placed it down by the jugglers. They were through the chest and took out chainsaws. The tent roared with the chainsaws coming a live then they were thrown in the air between the two men. Again, the circus is dangerous. Easily one of them could be killed if not careful, if their timing was off.

The elephant stood there for a moment before Harry popped out from behind her ear. He continued his silliness while standing on top of Elinore, he walked across her back as she walked around the ring. Acrobats weren't the only ones that needed to know about balance.

That was truly demonstrated when Elinore, the elephant, had stepped on a the ball that she was holding with her trunk and balanced on it perfectly. Most people couldn't even balance on a ball, but here an elephant was doing it. It made Tim wonder how many people, mainly kids, were going to go home and try to balance on a ball.

"That explains the stuffed elephant Dick has." Damian muttered softly, thinking back to the times Dick had often his stuff elephant to Damian when he was feeling down.

Jason chuckled. "Yeah, what's it's name? Zitka or Zikta, something like that."

"This is a different elephant from the one when Dick was a kid." Bruce said, remembering the elephant from all those years ago was the stereotypical gray, and this one is more of a brownish-red.

Tim studied the elephant more. "Yeah, you're right. I guess the other must had died," he said a bit sadly. The acrobat had obviously loved that elephant.

The ring then cleared out and again, Mr. Haly came out to announce the next act. It was the Dangers and their acrobatics. Both Tim and Bruce had looked up and saw the net. It relieved them to see it. The last time they were at Haly's Circus, they had witness John and Mary Grayson's death. No one wanted that to happen again.

When the Dangers going on the platforms, Mr. Haly remained where he was and introduced them all. They each took to the trapezes when their name was said. "Rodney Danger, Emily Danger." The father and mother. "Mike Danger, Lynda Danger." The eldest that crushed on Dick. "Corey Danger and Matt Danger." Were the younger twins. There was a middle child, Anna, but she was never all that good at acrobatics so she was always paired with Dan, aka Dick. Anna and Dick just watched the Dangers' performance.

Their acrobatics were great, but it just didn't give the same feeling as danger as the rest of the night had, ironic since their last name is Danger. But after what happened to the Graysons, it was unheard of to perform on the trapeze without a net anymore. It just doesn't happen anymore.

The show was amazing anyways, despite the net. When the Dangers exited, people began to stand up, thinking that the show was over. The Bat Family began to wonder if Dick had decided to ditch after Mr. Haly told them they were here, assuming that the ring master had done such a thing.

"Whoa now! Where do you all think you're going? The show isn't over just yet!" Mr. Haly yelled out. The Dangers were in the process of taking down the net. What other show could be left?

Bruce and Tim knew, and it had scared them. Dick was going to perform, and perform without a net. It set them both on edge, even Alfred was on edge. What if Dick just repeated what happened to his parents? They had finally found him again, so close to having him back into their lives, and just one slip up, they would lose him forever. It just couldn't happen. They needed to put that net back up and they needed to do it now!

"In honor of the late John and Mary Grayson, their son Dick Grayson will be perform. He is The Flying Grayson, performing without a net! Baltimore, you are in for a treat."

And a treat it was. Dick had even wore the uniform, also the based of the original Robin uniform. His yellow cape flew behind him as he went from trapeze to trapeze, the collar of it manage to stay up some how. The red vest fit snug to his obviously tone body. The only difference was, he wore actual tights to cover his legs. Though there's a less chance of the bar slipping from his legs when his bare skin it locked around it.

But Dick didn't slip at all. His solo performance was the best thing anyone had ever seen in their life. Those that were confused understood why he was the Flying Grayson. He truly looked like he was flying. No one believed he would fall, and if he had, they were sure he was actually just going to start flying like Superman.

Dick felt amazing doing this again, though it sadden him that it was Flying Grayson now instead of Flying Graysons. But he didn't let it affect his performance. He was doing this for himself, and more importantly, he was doing this for his parents. He wasn't going to let people for get about them. They will live on, and they will live on in his acrobatics. He may not stay an acrobat much longer, but he hoped to inspire other acrobats to fly, to be without a net. That's all he wanted.