Okay next chappie. This one's about Bruce, Jude's twin borther.

Splint: Thanks a lot! I'm glad to have a fan of the fic. Jude'sone of myfavorite characters, too. Thank you for being the first reveiwer!

whiteraven12345: I didn't get 5 reveiws but here's your update!

Egglette: OC's can be tricky. Before starting this story, I vowed not to make Mary Sues. Don't worry: no deep dark demon creatures come barreling out of the dark past. The flashbacks are just for backround purposes. Thanks for the reveiw.

To clear up any confusion, after his mother left, Kai started being call Jude, but his mother or brother don't know that.

Here we go:

Bruce Alfred Grayson

Cyanstar

"Presenting, Queen Koriand'r and the Crown Prince Bruce."

The crowd roared and I smirked. This was just too easy. Below the highest balcony, millions upon millions of Tamarainians roared, chanting her name. Chanting my name.

"Smile and wave to the crowd, Bruce." Mom whispered through clenched teeth. I responded, waving my hand as if I was Miss America. The crowd roared even more; their response was almost deafening. I bowed and took my seat as Mom took the podium.

"My fellow citizens of Tamaran, I am pleased to announce a treaty with Zamborgians on trade relations…"


"Did the speech go well, Prince Bruce?" Galfor asked, taking my cloak. I nodded, removing my tunic.

"Such is the royal life, Galfor." I said, rubbing a hand through my short red hair, "Such is the life."

Galfor grunted his disapproval and I laughed. The poor old man was always thinking me arrogant and self-centered, hardly fit for a prince. But of course he said nothing; my mother was too dear to him for any words about my readiness to come from his mouth.

"Your mother wishes for you to join her for dinner, my liege," Galfor bowed and looked to me. I chuckled; I'd never get tired of that.


"Bruce, I'm not sure what to think of this letter. The Titans; that's a big decision." Mother's voice was worried, and she picked at her food.

"And its one I've already made, Mother." I replied casually.

"I don't know if you ready for that sort of decision…"

"Really, mother, I'm an adult, surely you think I'm mature enough."

"It would make much happier if I knew who would be joining you…" She said, her voice wavering. She would never question my maturity, she knew better.

"Well you know that's still in the works, I know that Kai is already signed on."

"Kai?" Mother brightened, and she looked as she had before the accident. Her green eyes stared into mine and I could tell visions ofmy twin brotherwere dancing through her head.

"Really, I'll be fine." Easy.


The airspace outside of Tamaran was quiet; a little too quiet. I shifted in my little one person spacecraft. My eyes darted around the vast blackness and I felt a lump form in my throat.

I traveled for about an hour with no troubles. Then out of no where, a spaceship, 10 times the size of my own, materialized on my right. A second later, there was one on my left. And then I was surrounded by 10 others.

Shit.

They shot and I pulled up sharply. I spiraled around my shots and gunned the engine. I roared through space, the phantom spaceships hot on my tail. I chuckled; now this was awesome.

Suddenly I was hit. The space ship jerked forward and smoke filled the cockpit. I coughed and then it all went black.


"I've got a young female victim, severe bleeding from her head and internally. She's barely breathing and she's cut and bruised all over. Complication is she's pregnant. Third trimester probably."

I blinked. This wasn't happening. She was fine. She was fine. She was fine. We'd go home any minute now. She'd make ice cream cones for me and Kai. We'd laugh and it would be perfect. Daddy would be there and we'd be a family. The baby would be born and I'd have that younger sibling I always wanted.

But instead she was strapped to that gurney. And there were tubes down her throat. Nurses and doctors were gathering around her. I jumped up to see what was happening. A nurse sat me and Kai in the waiting room.

"You're Daddy will be here soon." Her voice was low, and discomforting in every way. But then again, so was this whole situation. The hospital was sterile and white, daddy wasn't here, Kai was crying and Mommy and the nurses had disappeared down the hall. I felt my lunch come up in my throat and then I puked all over the nurse.

Daddy came barging through the doors an hour later. His tie was loose and his shirt was wrinkled and he came straight toward me. I had always been so proud of him, so tall and regal. He was my dad, who had a cool office in the Wayne Building. He was my dad, who kissed Mommy when he came home. Kai and I pretended it was gross, but I liked it secretly. I wanted him to barge in there and bring Mommy back and we'd all go home.

He kneeled beside me and his ice blue eyes pierced mine. Mommy always said I was a hybrid, with her red hair and Daddy's blue eyes.

"What happened, Bruce?" He said. He looked worried and it made me feel even more upset.

"They hurt her!" Kai wailed. He was still crying, and he was still in his pajamas, which were a strange red in places…

"Who hurt her Kai?" Daddy asked impatiently, becoming even more vexed. Kai just cried again, tears boring from his violet eyes.

"Mr. Grayson?" The nurse from before appeared beside us. Dad stood up quickly.

"Where's Star? Is she alright? What happened?" The nurse's eyes went soft and Dad gasped.

"No, no…" he said, disbelieving.

She pulled him aside. I only caught snippets of their conversation.

"Beaten-"

"The babysitter found her and Kai-"

"Brain surgery to stop the swelling-"

"Internal bleeding-"

"Unstable critical condition-"

"Emergency C-section-"

Dad buried his head in his hands. The nurse pulled at his elbow and he looked at her through his hands. She looked at him and led him down the long dark hallway where Mommy had gone.

They were gone for a long time. The others in the waiting room looked at us with pity. Some poor brothers with no parents. The looks made me want to scream. Kai just cried.

After a couple hours Daddy came back. He was wearing a hospital gown and his feet were covered in booties. He made a beeline for us.

"How's Mommy?" I asked. "Can she come home today?"

He looked at me, sadness filling his eyes, my eyes. "Not today, Bruce."

Kai looked up. He stopped crying for the first time in 4 hours. "What happened to Mommy's baby?"

Daddy sighed and looked at the ground. "The baby can't come home either."

Kai knew what this meant and he started to wail, a long sad wail. I didn't know what Daddy meant. We had spent days helping him and Mommy paint the spare bedroom pink and decorate the walls with unicorns and fairies and willow trees. We had helped put the white crib together. Mommy had spent hours telling us how our baby sister would have pretty green eyes just like hers.

"Arielle died, Bruce."

I felt like I had fallen, my insides hurt and I felt the room spin around me. "No!"

"Yes, Bruce."

Then anger filled me. I was like a soda under pressure. I felt my insides boil. I was supposed to have a little sister, a little green-eyed baby…

"Boys…" Daddy was looking like a weak little puppy, unable to do anything about the world around him. And then I lost it.

"Why weren't you there? Kai was there! Why weren't you? Why!" I screamed. All eyes in the waiting room were on us now. I ran at Daddy, balanced on one knee on the ground. I punched him with all my might. Normally I would have gotten in big trouble for doing that. He did nothing, just tried to wrap his arms around me. I drew back, as if struck.

"Don't touch me!" I screamed. And then, at the moment, I saw a tear form in his eye and he looked away. A sob caught in his throat and he choked. He wasn't my dad; he was broken, like an old toy. I turned away and he disappeared down the hall.

Half an hour later the door opened, and a petite African Americn woman ushered in 3 children. Beside her was a big black man, with one side of his face covered in metal, like a robot.

They walked up to us and the man smiled. "Hey boys!"

"Hi Uncle Victor and Aunt Karen." Kai whimpered. I said nothing. I was too mad.

"Hey, Kai, Bruce. You remember Miles, he's 12." Karen motioned to a tall boy. Hew muscular and his brown eyes were hard with boredom. He looked like his father, Victor.

"Lamar, he's 11." Lamar looked just like Miles, except a little younger.

"And of course Keisha, she's 7 like you." Kaisha was a short girl, shorter than me by a lot. She wore a sunny yellow dress and her hair was pulled into 2 pigtails that puffed like basketballs. She smiled.

"So what happened to your mom?" Lemar asked, earning a hard nudge from Victor.

"So boy's you'll be staying at our house tonight. You dad will pick you up in the morning." Victor smiled, doing his best to be happy.

"Oh my goodness, Kai, is that blood on your pajamas. Poor child." Karen exclaimed, her eyes wide with concern.

"Cool! Blood!" Lemar exclaimed, earning a kick in the shins from Miles.

"Boys, what did I say?" Victor warned.

Karen took Kai's hand and led him out, followed by Lemar, Miles and Victor. Me and Keisha staid a few steps behind.

She took my hand in her smaller one. "Call me Kiki." We walked a little farther, our hands still entwined, and she whispered in my ear.

"Everything will be fine. You'll see."

I hoped with all my heart she was right.


I woke up suddenly and realized where I was. The attackers were gone. And Earth was straight up ahead. The engine was on fire and I opened the roof of the thing, flying out. I'd have to fly the rest of the way.

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