No, I don't own any of these characters, cuz if I did I would be cameoing in all on the DC movies like Stan Lee.
This is an AU, where all on Bruce's boy live with him at Wayne manor, Dick is 21, Jason is 17, Tim is 15 and Damian is 12.
Please let me know what you think! :',D Leave a comment on your thoughts and I am taking requests! Anyone who comments will get an invisible batarang!
Dick peered out over the snowy horizon, taking in the bright lights of Gotham. It was snowing and the sharp wind was biting into him, although his Nightwing suit helped a little with insulation. Bruce stood next to him, seemingly unaffected by the freezing temperatures.
Stupid not cold Bruce…. Dick mumbled in his head. He felt a shudder convulse through his body and he clenched his teeth, hard, to keep them from chattering. The wind whistled loudly by his ears, adding to the pounding in his head. Dick shook his head, trying to throw it off so he could focus of the patrol. Suddenly, something caught his eye down of the street.
He grabbed Bruce's arm and shook it, " Look! Car thieves!" He nodded once to acknowledge Dick, then began to reach into his utility belt. Suddenly, Dick felt warm and his head gets light. Yes! Finally, the adrenaline has set in, he cheered in his head. He feels himself getting lighter and lighter, until the ground his rushing up to meet him.
" Nightwing!" the cry escapes Bruce as he leaps down next to Dick. As the world is slowly fading into black a single thought floats through his mind, At least he remembered to use my hero name.
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" Down by the river
a robin sings
he sings his heart
to the open skies
where he is safe
and he warm
he rests his head
on the tree
dreaming away
the worries
of tomorrow
Down by the river
a robin sings
full of hope
full of peace
for he is home
he is happy
this is where
the robin
will be safe
and warm
to sing and sing
till the sun sets
down by the river
where the robin sings"
Damian sings, his voice beautiful and haunting, his mouth forming the russian words. Dick, slowly coming to consciousness, freezes, taking in Damian's voice. Damian, breaks off, hearing the change in Dick's breathing.
"Grayson? Are you awake?" he asks quietly.
"No, don't stop singing Damian." Dick pleads weakly. "I had better go get Pennyworth." Damian says abruptly and walks out, leaving Dick alone. He was lying in a bed, covered in a large comforter. Sweat was pouring down his face and his body felt like it was on fire. Dick tried to throw the comforter off of him, but his weak body wouldn't comply.
Alfred walked in, holding a bottle and thermometer. "I see you are awake Master Richard." he says calmly, while taking Dick's temperature. " Hmm, 105 degrees. You need to sleep some more, your body needs all the rest it can get to fight of the illness."
Alfred reaches to the bottle and shakes a few pills into his hand. " Here you go Master Richard." Alfred says as he feeds them gently to Dick. His head immediately began to grow fuzzy and the world began to spin. Then it faded to black.
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A loud voice suddenly broke through his haze of sleep. " ALFRED! ALFRED I NEED YOU TO BRING THE BATWING OVER TO WAREHOUSE 13 RIGHT NOW! THE JOKER IS HERE AND WE NEED BACK-UP!" Tim's voice pours out desperately.
Dick cracks his eyes open slightly and sees Alfred rush out on the room. He lays there, dazed for a moment, before it hits him.. Joker?! They need my help! He looks at the heavy comforter still over him, deciding what he should do.
He rolls to the side, out from the blanket and onto the ground landing with a thump. Pain racks his body momentarily, before Dick forces himself to roll onto his stomach. He can already begin to feel his limbs becoming fatigued. Propping himself up of his elbows, Dick begins to make his way towards the stairway. He knows his arms won't be able to handle dragging himself down the stairs, he makes the only possible decision he can.
Dick takes a deep breath before throwing himself down the stairs. Pain shoots through him as he takes a (slightly) controlled descent down the stairs. Dick lands in a painful heap at the bottom on the stairs, unable to move due to pain. When the pain has faded enough to move, he gets up on his elbows again. Heat courses through him as the fever flares, and his stomach upheaves.
Dick begins retching, leaving the contents on his stomach on the ground. He pulls himself weakly to his arms again and begins making his way to the Batcave.
As he passes through the living room, he sees Jason, sprawled sideways across the couch, asleep with a gun in his hand. Looking around some more, he sees a smiley face spray-painted of the wall with fluorescent yellow paint, riddled with bullet holes. They must have left Jason behind, not trusting him around the Joker.
Soon, the living room passes out of Dick's view as he continues painfully through the house. After a long, painful trip, Dick finally makes it to the batcave. He pulls of his suit, with lots of difficulty and grabs his escrima sticks and heads over to his motorcycle. By now his arms are shaking violently with the effort on keeping his body upright, the fever raging inside at the same time.
"Activate." Dick calls, his voice wavering. The cycle roars to life, echoing all around. Dick grabs the side on his bike and tries unsuccessfully to pull himself up onto the bike. But nonetheless, his family needed him. Dick kept on trying and trying to heave himself up onto the bike. Suddenly, he hears footsteps thundering down the stairs. He whirls around, only to see the tell tale shock on white hair.
" Dick?!" Jason's surprised voice sounds across the cave, " What are you doing?"
Dick tries to mount the bike again, unsuccessfully, before answering, " I'm going to help."
" Dick..you're sick, you can't." Jason says as he advances, his voice softening. He reaches Dick quickly and reaches for him. " No!" Dick cries, bringing out his rods and thrusting the electrified ends at Jason." I have to go and help!"
Jason backs up quickly, before deciding that Dick won't leave. " I'm sorry i have to do this Dick, but you can't go, you aren't strong enough. Pulls out a canister and sprays the contents in Dick's face. No… Dick cries weakly in his head before the black pulls him under.
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" Dick...Dick...Dick...Wake up Dick…" a voice calls to him softly, bringing him back to consciousness. He opens his eyes waiting for them to come into focus, and see's Tim's face staring back at his. " Oh good, you're awake." he says, the relief obvious in his voice.
Dicks vision comes into focus a bit more and he see's Tim's face colored with bruises and a bandage of his nose. "Did you get em?" Dick asks, trying to keep his voice steady.
Tim smiles and responds," Yeah, we got em." Dick glances around, seeing the others of various positions around the living room. Damian is sitting in the chair, a bandage of his leg and a cast on his arm. Bruce is talking to Alfred quietly, his abdomen wrapped in bandages.
"Does this mean we can finally watch the new Captain America movie?" he asks hopefully.
Tim lets out a small laugh, " Sure Dick, sure." Bruce and Alfred, sensing their presence is not needed, head out on the room, although not before Alfred places a wet cloth on Dick's forehead. The rest of the robins all pile around Dick, feeling his need for them to be close and watch as The Winter Soldier begins.
Just for the record, I believe that in the DC universe their comic books and hero stuff is Marvel and vice versa for the Marvel universe. I know, awesome right! And towards the beginning, when Damian is singing, he is singing in Russian, because why not. And Dick can understand it because he is smart and bruce probably taught him. And btw i wrote that song, it's all mine and completely original! :',D
And I know y'all love the Sherlock reference. I feel so proud of myself.
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