Hi! Sorry it took so long to update but I've been so busy that the only time I've had to actually sit down and write is on the bus to and from school so that's where this chapter was written. Therefore, it may be a little choppy since i maybe only got a paragraph per ride, but I tried to smooth it out best I could. Also, I'm looking for Beta Readers for both this story and all my others. Let me know if you want to Beta.
Also, warning of an upcoming rage here... I CAN'T BELIEVE THEY ARE CANCELLING YOUNG JUSTICE! WHAT THE HELL IS WRONG WITH CARTOON NETWORK! IT'S A GOOD SHOW AND IT WAS JUST STARTING TO GET ITS VIEWERS BACK BUT APPARENTLY STILL DIDN'T HAVE ENOUGH! WELL, IF CARTOON NETWORK ACTUALLY HAD COMMERCIALS AND REPLAYS FOR IT, IT MIGHT BE A BIT MORE POPULAR! AND THEY ARE REPLACING IT WITH AN EXTREMELY CRAPPY VERSION OF TEEN TITANS (I found a special preview for it) AND ANOTHER BATMAN SHOW! I LOVE BATMAN AND ALL, BUT REALLY? THERE'S ALREADY LIKE 10 BATMAN SHOWS WE DON'T NEED ANOTHER! AND SEASON 3 WOULD HAVE MADE THIS THE FIRST TV SHOW TO HAVE DAMIAN WAYNE AS ROBIN!
Please guys, there's a petition that at the time of posting already has 25,000 signatures already and I sent an email to cartoon network that was originally going to be a small email of complaint, but turned into a full-scale 7-paragraph essay on why Young Justice should be brought back, what had gone wrong, and how it could be fixed. Not joking, it really happened, if you want proof, pm me and i'll send you a copy. Please sign this, without Young Justice I might also end up getting bored with all my stories so also do it for Robin's memories! Trust me, I'll try to keep writing this but if I lose interest I can't stand writing stories on the subject. petitions/cartoon-network-warner-bros-bring-back-young-justice-and-green-lantern-the-animated-series
Disclaimer:I don't own Young Justice, but if I did, THE SHOW WOULDN'T BE FUCKING CANCELLED!
Cheshire sighed and opened her eyes slowly. She pleaded at the ceiling to just let her stay in bed, but she had work to do, and she knew it. She rolled out of bed and went over to her closet to pull out some civvies. She changed into a light grey tank top, some skinny jeans, and a black jacket before heading out into the kitchen of her apartment. The young adult had just started the stove when she suddenly remembered the fact that there was still an amnesiac teenage kid lying on her couch and ran into her living room to make sure he was still there.
She sighed in relief when she saw that Robin was still there, sleeping soundly. When the boy had pummeled her with questions last night, she hadn't fully thought it through in her head. Because of what she said, the kid was going to expect her to be like a sister, and to take care of him like a sibling. Due to her past history, Jade wasn't very sure about this. Cheshire had to come up with some plans for basic needs. She'd have to take the boy out to get some clothes or something for a start; he couldn't go walking around in those clothes.
Before Robin woke up, she went back into the kitchen to throw some breakfast on the now heated stove and grab some disguise makeup from the cabinet above the oven. Leaving the food to cook, she walked back over to Robin and gently shook him, maintaining her distance in case he got confused and tried to hug her again. The feeling of a hug… It was just too abnormal for her, too foreign.
He moaned and mumbled something so she shook him a bit harder, trying to remind him where he was at the moment. He finally rubbed his eyes and sat up, "Oh. Good morning Jade."
"Morning kid," She replied automatically, "Breakfast in 5. Use that box to dye your hair brown. Come to the kitchen when you finish." She turned on her heel and Robin watched as she swiftly left the room. Shrugging, he grabbed the box and wandered around a bit until he found the bathroom around the corner.
Dick wasn't too sure whether he should trust Cheshire or not, but he had no judgment anymore, it was all dissipated when he apparently got his head cracked open by… well, he didn't know who or what it was anymore. Cheshire was the only one who actually gave him answers openly. All of the "heroes" were reluctant to answer a single question he had. However, they were heroes; How could they just use kids like that, as living targets? He frowned as he thought about the fact that all their identities were secrets from the rest of the world. They could be hiding more than they were letting on to him. What if they just threw out his brain scans because they wanted him to have amnesia? He felt a deep desire for his memories back. If only he had just a few memories back, he might actually know who to trust. Cheshire's story seemed believable, and it explained the bright colors of his costume, while Bruce's seemed a bit far-stretched for reality.
Dick took a deep breath and gazed into his own blue eyes in the mirror. After removing the gauze from his head, He dyed his hair and headed toward where he thought the kitchen was. For now, he felt like he should trust Cheshire, but he wasn't sure, so he decided on just going with it until he either got his memories back, or he had a good reason not to trust her.
Cheshire stood in her kitchen and made sure to cook extra food, so both of them could eat. She then set out two plates of food and sat down impatiently. What was taking this kid so long? He finally came in, looking completely different with the brown hair.
"Cheshire?" He asked, "Why do I need to change my hair color?" He sub-consciously pushed some light brown strands behind ear.
"Because kid, people could recognize you if you don't change it, and we need to go out today," She answered, shoving a mouthful of food into her mouth. After kidnapping the boy wonder, she was sure Batman would be setting up facial recognition software everywhere in an attempt to find him. But she was better than that. She knew that the Justice League didn't know her identity, but she couldn't say the same for Robin.
Dick hesitated, "Cheshire, I-"
"Jade," Cheshire corrected, realizing that Dick didn't yet know her real name. She wouldn't share her last name… but this kid was going to have to know her first name to even start establishing trust. "Finish eating quickly. We need to go get some stuff for you, and then we'll come back, drop it off, and go to the… gym," She lied about the gym part, well, sort of. Her "gym" was really just an old warehouse that she had set up like a gym so she had a place to work out and practice.
"The gym?" Dick asked, "I still have a migraine, why would we work out?" He also still felt a slight sore on his back from when Jade practically stood on him last night.
"Because…" She trailed off, man she hated all these questions, "With your head injury, you're at a disadvantage and you also probably forgot how to fight well. With your disadvantage, the Justice League could try to attack you again while you're still in a weak condition." She lied. Dick's face looked oddly nervous as he ate his food.
Jade left Dick alone in her apartment, although she knew it was risk, and ran across the street to pick up some simple jeans and a t-shirt. Robin would need more than that, and they would buy more later, but right now he just needed some civvies to walk around in. She brought it back to the apartment, and Robin quickly changed into it before they left.
Cheshire motioned for Robin to follow, which he did. Cheshire had just opened the door when Robin abruptly stopped. Cheshire sighed at his hesitation and turned around, "What's up?"
Robin hesitated and looked at the for nervously, "It... It's just," He stuttered, "Every time I've stepped outside since I woke up and I've gotten attacked. First, it was that gang trying to take me hostage for ransom, before I understood why I would be worth so much. Later, you kidnapped me, but I freaked out until I understood you were really saving me. I don't want to risk that happening again..." He let his voice trailed off and averted his gaze from Jade's. The young adult looked between the door and the child and frowned.
"It'll be fine. Just stick close. You're under a disguise too. Batman may be the world's greatest detective, but he wouldn't think to look here. There's normally a miniature amount of crime in this city," Cheshire assured. Robin took a deep breath, nodded and followed her out the door. Cheshire was starting to get a reconfirmation that he had amnesia. It was one thing for this kid, who fought Gotham's villains to be scared, but to even step outdoors? She knew the kid wasn't lying, she could see the nervousness in his eyes. What had happened to this kid in the past 48 hours that made him so paranoid?
After getting some clothes and basic needs for Robin, Cheshire brought him to her makeshift gym which she could admit was full of equipment that she bought with stolen money. Soon, they were sparring on the mat.
Cheshire played offense while Robin practiced dodging and countering. Jade carefully observed as Dick fought her. He wasn't fighting as well as he had been the last time she had seen him, but when he countered and threw a punch Jade would dodge it, and then Robin would starting using the technique that she had used. He was catching on quick. Was it always this easy for him, or did he still have the memories in his sub consciousness?
She swept down and kicked him behind the knees, causing them to come out from under him. He fell backwards onto the mat with an unsatisfied look. "That wasn't fair!" He laughed. Grabbing his outstretched hand, Cheshire helped Dick up. She had to admit, the kid had some serious potential.
"Can we go home?" Dick asked, rubbing his eyes tiredly. Jade looked at Dick and nodded, it was already 10:30. She passed him a towel and they both pulled their shoes on before setting out to go get some dinner at a nearby deli.
After dinner they went back to Cheshire's apartment and Dick took a shower and went straight to sleep on the couch while Jade did some work. She sat down at her computer and started typing her usual daily report of the day's events. She knew that the first part of getting Dick to join the shadows was done. He trusted her, and would be ready to fight within a few months training, but he would be required to kill people. She knew that although he had no memory of being a hero, by the time you are his age, you already know that you aren't supposed to kill people, amnesiac or not.
He would also need a new costume, weapons, and an alias. He couldn't really go around killing people as Richard Grayson; he was too well known and would be hard to disguise him. She decided that in the morning she could take him to the black market a few blocks away to find him a weapon that suited his personality and skills. For now though, she needed her sleep. She shut her laptop and lay down on her bed, soon drifting off into her own world of restless sleep.
I'll try to update soon, and yes, this and the next chapter are meant to be filler chapters and then there will be a lot stronger of a visible plot. Review please! And also tell your friends to sign the petition. Even if they don't like the show, ask them to do it for you as a favor.