I notice that the ages probably don't correspond with the years but it's my story and I get to mess with their ages. The characters will be OOC throughout the story, but I'll try to work on keeping them in character.
The future will be based on Batman beyond.
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"Grayson!" a voice cried from the cave. 'Grayson' turned to see a man no older than 54. He was wearing casual clothes. A scowl was on his face as he approached him. Then again a scowl always adorned his face.
"Yes Dami?" Dick asked.
"What is this I hear of you sending the boy to the past?"
"Damian, you and I both know that the only way for us to get that artifact is if someone of his age gets it, according to our source." Dick said.
"He is 12 years old!"
"Was that worry in your tone, Damian? I didn't know you cared" Dick smiled.
"Stop changing the subject, Grayson. The boy will get killed in the past. especially if they are there. We cannot risk another death especially after the twins." Damian said angrily.
"The twins' deaths were an accident. We weren't prepared before." He said.
"And we are now? He doesn't know what he's up against! That artifact, as you like to call it, is heavily guarded. You really think they'll let through a twelve year old because he will be the only one to get it?"
"Damian, he'll be thirteen in a week."
"You are missing the point! He is too young for this! I cannot believe Father and Vicuna agreed to this especially after what happened."
Dick sighed. It wasn't easy convincing either Bruce or Dakota into letting Ryan go. Dakota refused at first, but he agreed later on. There weren't any other hero's able to do it. Ryan was the right age to go.
"If things do go wrong, I gave him the instructions necessary to return."
Damian watched his older brother. He understood why he sent the boy back in time. The attacks on the earth were getting more frequent. If they were going to stop them they'll have to go to where they had begun to appear. Damian, being Damian, would probably never admit it, but he loved Ryan. However, deep down, he did care about him and couldn't help but feel a sense of protectiveness when he took him out on patrol. He had noticed how Ryan looked for his approval when he trained.
"I'm not proud of what I did, lil' D." Dick said calling Damian by his old childhood nickname, "but I know he'll be back. If there's one thing I'm sure about is that he'll come back."
"He better Grayson, or you'll be responsible for the death of your own grandnephew." Damian said before leaving.
Present day
Ryan awoke to the sound of his alarm going off. He missed Ace jumping on his bed to wake him up. He walked downstairs to the kitchen. Thank god, Bruce hadn't changed the manor when he had visited. Everything was still where it was. He found Alfred cooking in the kitchen. He was almost surprised since terry usually cooked, but he quickly remembered where he was. He sat next to Dick who was changed into his school uniform. Bruce had already left for work.
"Ah, Master Ryan, I trust you slept well?" Alfred asked when a yawning Ryan walking into the dining room.
"Yes, I miss Ace though" he said.
"Who's Ace?"
"He's this great Dane Bruce keeps, or will keep at the manor. He usually wakes me up in the mornings." he said.
"Bruce? Keep a dog? I can't convince him to get me a fish!" Dick said
"Didn't you keep a cat?" Ryan asked.
"Yeah, but it was my sister's before her…" Dick trailed off. Thankfully Alfred chose that moment to place a plate in front of Ryan.
"Make sure to eat your entire vegetables master Dick, you too master Ryan" Alfred said.
"Yes Alfred" they said in unison.
Once they finished eating, Alfred led Dick to the car.
"Would you like to accompany us Master Ryan?"
"I'd like to stay here if you don't mind."
Alfred watched the boy and nodded before heading outside.
"bye Ryan!" Dick called before the door closed.
Ryan stood in the vast mansion by himself. He decided to go into the locked room. he picked the lock easily and walked in. there was a bed in the corner on the walls where posters of the Justice League and the team. By the bed was a nightstand. He walked over to it and took the album. He flipped through it and saw various pictures of a Hispanic girl. Her eyes were exactly the same as his. his grandmother. He saw a picture where she held an Egyptian Mau in her arms. the cat was dressed in a cowl similar to Batman's. If Ryan didn't know any better, he'd swear the cat was rolling it's eyes. At the bottom of the photograph was an inscription: the Batcat. All villains beware! LOL
He flipped through many photgraphs. Nearing the end he saw more of the legion. He saw jester, Circe and even jack o' lantern, the part timer. His eyes swelled with tears as he saw in the middle his grandmother smiling next to a man he knew to be his grandfather. Shape Shifter and lightning lad. The fallen heroes. He never met them. He cried angrily wishing he could've at least met them.
"I thought I'd find you here" Alfred said from the door way.
Ryan looked up startled.
"no need to worry. You seem to have her curiosity. Tell her to avoid a certain place and the minute you turn your back she'll be there."
"I wish I had met her" Ryan said as the butler walked over to him.
"God only lent her to us for 25 years, Master Ryan. He wanted her back." Alfred said.
"is Bruce going to alert my aunt or the legion?" Ryan asked placing the album back.
"I do not know, but there is a good chance he will."
Ryan was about to say something else when someone walked into the room.
"Alfred?" the voice asked.
"master Dakota, I wasn't expecting you to wake up so early. Is everything all right?" he asked the small boy. He had the same eye color as Ryan. He looked no older than 5 years old.
"nightmare" he said, "who's that?"
"this master Dakota, is master Ryan who will be staying with us for a while."
Ryan watched his father look at him curiously. He couldn't believe that the small innocent boy in front of him will become one of the fiercest members of the bat-clan. However, like any other boy in the bat-clan, one word went through his head: blackmail.
The stage is set. Who are the 'they' that Damian referred to? Why does Ryan's age have to do with getting the artifact? Why am I asking all these questions? Why don't I own young justice? Find out next time! Same bat time, same bat channel!
Okay, so like I mentioned in the previous chapters I need OCs for my story, not this one, for more information see the prologue of this story. Remember first come first serve. Deadline is extended to January 10 2013. I will accept both villains and heroes.
OCs so far
Alpha: sapphire Raven
Beta 1: red skull
Beta 2:
Delta 1:
Delta 2:
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