Well I'm guessing that not too many people are happy with the fact that Batman but his death is essential to the story. You're not going to see Dick in the Bat suit yet but soon!

There will be more Dick/Zatanna moments later. I'm still debating whether or not I should work on building Tim and Dick's relationship like on a brotherly level. What do you all think?

Anyway, thanks for the reviews! Back to the story!

"Mr. Grayson? Mr. Grayson are you with us?" Dick snapped out of his thoughts as the man who sat across from him tied to get his attention. He wore a regular suit with eyeglasses and a red tie. Sitting around the rest of the large, glass table was the rest of the board for Wayne Enterprises. They all looked at Dick with faces of either concern or pity as he tried to remember what he had just been asked of him.

"Of course, please continue." Dick finally replied. The man slowly set down the paper he had been holding in his hand and sighed.

"Mr. Grayson, I am truly sorry for your loss. I cannot imagine what you are going through right now. If you would like to continue reading Mr. Wayne's will some other time, I understand." Dick replied quickly before any of the board members could speak.

"I'm fine, really. Please continue." The man nodded.

It had been three days since his mentor's death. In just the past three days, Dick was overwhelmed with all sorts of emotions, pain, sorrow, suffering, and most of all, guilt. It was the same way he felt when his parents died. For some reason, he always thought their death was his fault, and now maybe Bruce's was his as well. The pain he felt was unbearable, eating away at him. The first night he found comfort in Zatanna. She helped him forget about it for the first night, forget about the pain for a while. But she could only make him feel so warm for so long. As soon as he woke up alongside her in her bed, he felt the remembered what had happened. He left before she could wake up and spent the next two days at home, preferring to be alone. He hadn't even spoken to Alfred, Lucius or Tim about the incident. However, it had seemed that Lucius had already worked on a cover for Bruce's death as the next day Dick saw the news of the playboy billionaire suffering a heart attack in his sleep and passing on. Dick wondered if Bruce had already planned this with Lucius in case something like this had happened. And now here he was, sitting in the board room of Wayne Enterprises listening to some man read his mentor's will. As Bruce's adopted son and only family besides Tim, he was the only person they could think to read this too.

"I leave my youngest adopted son, Tim Drake, in the care of Alfred Pennyworth. And finally, I leave Wayne Enterprises, my fortune, and my home Wayne Manor along with everything inside to my oldest son, Richard Grayson." The man finished reading the will and began to fold the paper.

"Well, that is everything." He said as he stood up. Dick nodded and also stood up, taking the paper that was slid across the desk.

"All that is needed is your signature and you are free to go Mr. Grayson." With a nod, Dick signed the paper, said a thank you to the rest of the board, and left.

"Well that's the last of them Mr. Grayson." One of the movers said as he set down the large box in the main room of Wayne Manor. Dick nodded and said a quick thank you as the four men walked out of the house.

Dick was left standing alone in the large room surrounded by boxes containing all of his belongings. It was all so much to take in. A week ago he was still living in his medium sized apartment in Bludhaven while working as a police officer, and now he is living in his former home, his mentor's home, Wayne Manor, and is now the owner of Wayne Enterprises. How could everything change so quickly?

Even though Dick lived in this mansion for years while he was Robin, he still did not feel comfortable taking ownership of his late mentor's home, it didn't feel right. This mansion belonged to Bruce's family for generations, passed down over the centuries. It was just sad to Dick knowing that Bruce could not pass down this house along with everything else that has been a part of the Wayne family for generations to a child of his own, to a Wayne. Dick couldn't help but feel that he was the one breaking that chain. Dick was broken out of his thoughts by Alfred entering the room.

"Would you like for me to move your belongings to the Master bedroom, Master Richard." Dick took a few seconds to respond. He stayed looking down at the boxes.

"That was his room Alfred." He said quietly.

"I know sir," Alfred said obviously saddened. "But now it is yours." Again Dick took some time to reply. He let out a small sigh.

"Why are you working Alfred? You don't have to be here. Take some time off; go on a vacation or something. Get your mind off things. I know you still haven't gotten over his death. I sure as hell haven't." Dick said the last part quietly. Now it was Alfred's turn to stay quiet for a while. Dick knew how much the butler was hurting. He had never seen the old butler cry before until he informed him about the death of his mentor. Dick hadn't seen much of the butler since that night. He had stayed locked in his room and whenever he did come out he wasn't the same Alfred he had grown up with. He hadn't even said one sarcastic joke since Bruce died. Dick knew he was taking this the hardest.

"No sir, I haven't. I am hurting just the way you are. I loved him just as I love you and Master Tim, and that's why I am still here, because even though he is gone, you are still here. I would never abandon you sir." Dick didn't show it, but he inwardly smiled at what the butler. No matter what happened, he knew he could always count on Alfred to be here for him.

"Thanks Alfred" he quietly said.

"You're welcome sir." With that the butler turned to leave the room but stopped before he was out.

"Oh and Master Richard, Miss Zatanna called a few times and has left some messages for you. She expresses concern on your well being and asked that you call her back." Dick gave him a nod and Alfred proceeded to exit the room.

Well this was a boring chapter but I just wanted to get an update in and set the scene for the rest of the story. I promise that there will be a lot of excitement and mindblowing moments when Dick dons the suit but first I've got to go through the entire process of him becoming Batman.

I also tried to write my first Alfred scene but I don't think it came out that well, but I will try again later.

Anyways, thanks for the support and don't forget to review. I will update soon.