Chapter 5
Jason slid into the office, and tapped at the keys. Hopefully there was a Bruce in this world with an identical login and password to his own. If it was different, though, it wasn't like Jason wasn't a hacker or anything.
The computer yielded its data. There was a Bruce Wayne here, and he did have five adopted kids. No mention of the Batman, or any superheroes whatsoever. However, the Wayne's did seem to be in the habit of taking long vacations, where they did not contact the outside world. But from what Jason had dug up, these were just ordinary vacations, no crime fighting involved.
Right now the Waynes were all on some family island or another. Except that Jason was pretty sure that they were actually somewhere else in the multiverse. Probably not back in Jason's world, but somewhere. Which kind of made things simpler and more complex at once. On the bright side, though, the manor should be free, and Jason would be free to wander around once the Waynes were supposed to have returned from their vacation. That wasn't for quite a while, but Jason was sure he'd be fine in the meantime.
Well. Except for the little problem with Dick. Oh man. Jason had no idea what to do about that. Jason had seen cases of abuse a lot over the years, had known many victims personally.
But this was one of the worst cases he'd ever seen, he was sure of it. The kid really had absolutely no idea he was being abused, and the readiness with which he handed over the knife… it wasn't good. It wasn't good at all. But Jason didn't know what to do.
And besides, there was the whole: grabbing his head in pain thing. That. That seemed less of an abuse thing and more of a supervillain thing, to be honest. It looked like a preprogrammed response: automatically flooding Dick with pain in response to certain stimuli. It wasn't a hallmark of normal abuse. 'Course ol' Brucie never did do anything halfway…
Jason didn't suspect other Bruce of being a supervillain. That was going too far. But was it possible that he could have somehow got tech that would keep Dickie bird under his thumb? Certainly, especially if he was a billionaire there too.
Of course, the non supervillainess of other Bruce Wayne didn't make Jason want to pop a bullet in his head any less. He'd barely spent any time with the little Dickie bird, and the kid was obviously broken. Broken so badly… it made Jason's blood boil; make him see nothing but red.
Dick had always been special, somehow. Ever since Jason first saw him with the Flying Graysons, he'd practically worshiped the boy. When Jason was Robin, Dick had been the unachievable standard. As a crime lord Dick had been the one Bruce would have killed for. After he realized that wasn't true, and started to - just maybe - open up a bit more, it was Dick who started visiting his territory. And even afterward, Dick had always been there. The very idea that someone, anyone could take that beautiful child and subject him to anything so heinous… especially Bruce…
Jason was going to fix Dick Grayson. He was going to put the shattered pieces together and heal the broken little boy's heart. Just try getting in his way.