Hi there! Thank you all for reviewing! Here is chapter 5…

Disclaimer: I don't own Teen Titans, but I wish I did because Robin is hott. I don't own Batman, but I wish did because batman is hott. I don't own Eminem, but I wish I did cause Eminem is hott. No I am not obsessed with guys! Well, actually I kinda am. Oh well!

On with the show….

Like Toy Soldiers

Chapter 6

DREAM

Becky Gordon skipped down the steps of Wayne manor kind of happy, kind of sad. Her parents were leaving on a trip, but it would be a good way to spend some quality time with Uncle Alfred, or Alex, or Richard and Kori, or maybe even Bruce. Becky was the 5-year-old daughter of Barbara (cough batgirl cough cough) and Greg Gordon. Her mother's maiden name was Gordon too, but Greg and Barbara where in no way related. Well, they were now because they were married but that was different. Becky's dirty blonde hair that was tied up in braided pigtails fell around her face wildly as she ran down. She didn't live at Wayne manor but they visited so much that it was like her home. She even had a room there. Becky came to the end of the long steps and saw her parents just about to leave. She leapt into her mother's arms.

"Bye bye Mommy" She said

"Goodbye sweetie. You be a good girl for Uncle Alfred alright?" Barbara asked her daughter

"Yes Mommy!" Becky replied jumping into her father's arms

"Will you miss me Daddy?" Becky asked, her blue eyes as big as pools of sapphire

"Of course Beks. Now be a good girl all right? Bye Sweetie" He said kissing his daughter and placing her in Bruce's arms. Barbara and Greg headed out the door "Oh and Bruce?" Greg asked

"Yes?" Bruce answered

"No bat business" Greg said shutting the door

"Alex why do the grownups always say some 'no bat business' whenever they leave us?" Becky asked as they sat in Alex's huge room a few hours later

Alex shrugged "I dunno. Now are we gonna play army commando, or what?" The five-year-old Alex asked, handing her a G.I. Joe doll

"Nu uh! I wanna play Barbie!" Becky whined pulling out a Barbie doll accompanied by a Ken doll.

Alex shook his head "girls" he muttered

The door opened to Alex's room, tears could be heard down the hall from Alfred's room. Kori stood off to the side of the doorway tears streaking down her cheeks. Richard stood behind her, looking close to tears. Bruce stood solemnly at the door

"Becky…. your parents…were just in a car accident" He said, tears forming in his eyes

"But they're okay, right?" Becky asked concerned

"No Becky…they're…dead"

END DREAM

Becky rubbed her eyes as she woke up. Tears stained her pillow. Why did her worst day ever have to haunt her every dream? The sun gleamed on the Steele city Wayne Manor and it flooded in on 12-year-old Becky's face. Becky sat up and got dressed. She wore knee high black boots, a black skirt, and a black tee shirt with a white bat emblazed on the front. She combed her hair out and put it into two pigtail braids like she always did and walked down the steps and to the cabinet. She typed her password into the computer and the secret door to the Steele city batcave opened

"Good Morning Batgirl" The computer chimed

"What's so fucking good about it?" Becky muttered, walking into the gym part of the cave and running to the punching bag. She started to kick it so hard the pieces of it were falling to the floor like a blizzard. Tears dripped down her face. Vengeance. Revenge. Two words that Becky lived by. She was no longer the happy little girl she had been. She hadn't been that way since she was 5. Becky punched the punching bag so hard, the sound echoed through the cave. Then she felt something still her shoulders, preventing her from moving. She looked up. Bruce.

"Last night I had Two Face! I could have killed him and made him pay for how he bombed my parents car, how he killed them! But nooo you wouldn't let me!" Becky yelled struggling to break free of Bruce's grasp

"Becky look at me and listen to what I'm saying. You don't just kill people, no matter how much you hate them; no matter how much you want their bones ground into tiny pieces. Justice isn't served through killing. You're a good hero though Becky. Your parents would be proud of you for not killing Two Face last night" Bruce said. Becky looked up at him, tears in her eyes as the fell down her face.

"It's alright Becky. Go get washed up, I'm going to pick up Alex in an hour" Bruce said. Becky rolled her eyes.

"Great. A week with G.I. Joe boy" She said sarcastically

"Now Becky when you last saw him you were both five. He doesn't like G.I. Joe anymore. At least I don't think he does…" Bruce said trailing off

Becky snorted "What ever"

Bruce sat in the backseat of his private jet. He held Batgirls bat-a-rang that he had found last week at Gotham Wayne Manor's batcave. HE smiled at the name, sloppy etched in with a laser. He remembered that day well…

Flashback

"Ha ha I took your bat-a-rang!" a then 7-year-old Richard chanted as he and Barbara ran around the batcave

"Give it back birdboy! It's mine!" The also 7-year-old Barbara whined

"Does it have your name on it?" Richard asked rhetorically

Barbara reached for the bat-a-rang, snatched it from Richard's hands and grasped a laser beam in her hand. She pointed the laser at the bat-a-rang and sloppily etched her name in. She held it out.

"It does now! See it says B-a-r-b-a-r-a G-o-r-d-o-n. Barbara Gordon. That's my name so it's my bat-a-rang! So ha!" Barbara said, giggling

Bruce sat back and watched as the two kids fought with each other. They were the closest things he had to kids. He couldn't imagine anything ever happening to the two children that could already kick bad guy butt….

End Flashback

Now Barbara was dead. Richard was grown up, not being a super hero anymore. But he now had a new chance at the bat family again. He was still batman. Becky was his Batgirl and Alex would be his Robin. And Alfred was still the ever-faithful Butler. Bruce looked down from the view from the jet that was currently landing on the lawn of the Grayson's Wayne manor. Alex waved and ran over. As he ran he tripped on a tree stump and tumbled to the foot of the jet. For a last hope Alex wasn't looking too hopeful.

"Are we there yet?"

"No Alex we aren't there yet"

"Oh" Alex answered tapping on the window of the jet plane.

"How about now?" Alex asked a few minutes later

Bruce sighed "No Alex, not yet."

"Now?"

Bruce narrowed his eyes in anger "Alexander Thomas Grayson, Steele city is across the country. This is the fastest type of jet plane in the world. We'll get there when we get there"

"Okay yeesh no need to go full name calling on me" Alex said staring out the window, "Hey Grandpa?'
"Yeah" Bruce answered

"Why do I have powers?" Alex said pointing to the glowing orbs around his wrists

"Because your mother has powers" Bruce answered simply

"I know that! Why does she have powers? And don't say because her parents had powers"

"Because she does. She was just…born with them," Bruce said lying. There would be a time to tell Alex that he wasn't really a human and neither was his mother. But that time wasn't now. The jet descended to the landing pad of Steele city's Wayne Manor. Alex tapped Alex on the shoulder and pointed out the window "We're here"

Alex walked up to the guest room of Steele city manor and threw his stuff in. Becky's room was down the hall. He couldn't wait to see her. He opened the door of the guest room back up and walked down the hall casually.

"Hello 'Xander" Becky said leaning up against the wall using a nickname she had created for him. Alexander minus the a-l-e. For a year when they were four he refused to be called anything else but 'Xander.

"Long time no see Becky. How have ya been?" Alex asked with a smile

"Not great. And you?"

"Same" Alex said taking a second to look Becky over. She had a black mini skirt on that barely touched the rim of her knee. She had on a pair of black boots that reached to right below her knee. For a top she had no a tank top with a bat on the front. She was quite pretty. In a creepy sort of way.

"Still like Barbie's?" Alex asked laughing. Becky smirked and went into her room for a second she emerged with a Barbie doll and pulled its head off in one quick motion

"That answer you question 'Xander?" Becky asked

"Yeah…okay uhm…well nice talking to you Beks" Alex said running down the hall, away from the creepy girl.

Richard had been a little wary to let Alex go away to Steele city with Bruce, Sure it would be some time for Alex to bond with his grandfather but there was still the immanent threat that he could find out about everything. However Alex had pleaded that warped tour 2022 would be in Steele city for a week and all his favorite bands and singers would be there. Plus Bruce owned the arena that warped tour would be in so there would be free tickets, backstage passes, and free food. Richard had still been wary about letting Alex go but Kori had pleaded saying that Alex needed some time out of the house and as an added bonus it would mean that they would have the house all to themselves. It was to good of an offer to resist. And now Alex had just left a few hours ago and it was Richard's turn to do the laundry, which was exactly what he was doing.

"Mmm drier soft" Richard said pressing a hot out of the drier shirt and pressing it to his face. His moment of bliss however was interrupted by Kori's laughter from behind. He turned around to his wife and saw her in hysterics laughing.

"What's so funny?" Richard asked

"Nothing love it's just that…the former kick ass leader of the titan's is pressing things to his face and saying 'drier soft'. You sound like a laundry detergent commercial!" Kori laughed

"Yeah…pathetic ain't it?" Richard said kissing his laughing wife lightly. She was still laughing when they broke free and he frowned. He smirked and reached into the laundry basket taking out all of Kori's dresses, shirts, pants, and undergarments and walking away.

"Guess I'll just throw these away" He said walking upstairs

Kori stopped laughing, "Robin come back here! Don't hurt my clothes! Robin!" She yelled chasing her laughing husband up the stairs.

Doug walked down the streets of the dark Gotham city. Neon lights blazed and graffiti laced every inch of the walls. Doug bit his tongue and reached for his fake I.D. card. He had to get into the nightclub somehow. He was tall enough to be 21 anyways and he looked the part. He walked up to the door of the ding Royal Penguin nightclub and flashed his I.D, to the guard. The guard just waved him the okay to go in, not even checking the I.D. card. Strobe lights flashed in his eyes. Loud music pounded in his ears. A waitress with a bunch of alcoholic drinks came up to him and offered him a glass.

"Uhm no thanks" Doug said

"C'mon, what is it you 21st birthday? Never had a drink before?" the waitress asked

'Wow' Doug though 'they really think I'm 21' "Uhm no miss I just have to speak with the Penguin"

"Well why didn't ya say so? His office is right over there" The waitress said pointing and walking away. Doug knocked on the office door and a round old man came to the door.

"May I be of service mister?" The penguin asked

"Uhm yes. I hear you're a big top villain"

The Penguin smirked "used to be. But I still dabble in some criminal business. What's it to ya?"

"I need some information," Doug said

"About who?"
"The Grayson's. I need to know how to get into their house without them knowing"

"Ah I have that. But it'll cost ya" The Penguin said

Doug sighed "How much?"
"How much ya got?"

Doug dug into his pocket "I have 10 dollars, a piece of gum, 10 arcade tickets, and a scratch and sniff sticker" Doug said in disappointment knowing the Penguin would never accept all that crap.

"What kind of gum?' The penguin asked

"Uhm…spearmint…"

"And what does the scratch and sniff sticker smell like?"
"Uhm…raspberry I think…."

"I love raspberry and spearmint! You have yourself a deal pal! Step into my office" The penguin, said leading Doug into a small room and taking the items that were his fee. The Penguin pressed a button and a hologram of Wayne manor popped up.

"There's an entrance 'round back. It's steel enforced but if you bomb it with a silent bomb it will slide open like butter. Now a silent bomb runs about 1 grand at the cheapest so you can just take the easy way"

"Which is?" Doug asked

"The chimney. It's not closed and it leads straight into an old room that's under renovation. No one ever goes in there and the door is never locked" The penguin laughed

"Thank you sir" Doug said smiling as he went towards the door

"Hey kid before you leave what's your name?" the Penguin asked

Doug smiled thinking of a super cool vigilante name. He smiled "You can call me…Shadow"

"All right Alex! I think you have the kicks and punches down! Now as a test you'll spar against Becky" Bruce said. They were all in the batcave and Alex had been learning roll kicks and hard punches. Sweat rolled down the muscle shirt he was wearing and he was so tired but he needed to spar. He needed to show Becky he was worthy of the training. For the past hour she had rolled her eyes at his pitiful punches and kicks. But now he would show her once and for all. Becky walked into the room in a tight fitting tank top and sweat pants.

"All right let's get this over with" Becky sighed, stepping into the sparring ring. Alex nodded and stepped in too, fists ready.

"Please do go easy on him Rebecca" Alfred said, about to sound of the start buzzer

Becky cringed at the use of her real name and rolled her eyes "Yes Uncle Alfred"

"Okay 1…2…3…Start!" Bruce called. Alfred set off the buzzer and they started to spar….

"OWWWWW!" Alex yelled clutching his stomach in pain. The fight had ended, an obvious win for Becky, and Bruce and Alfred were patching up his wounds.

"Just hold still master Alexander and tell us where the bruises are," Alfred said

"Well let's see I have bruises on my legs, arms, feet, shoulders, my head, AND IN PLACES I CAN'T MENTION IF I WANT TO KEEP THIS CONVERSATION RATED G! OWWWWW!" Alex yelled as he glared at Becky

"I know what you're going to say 'Xander, and I did go easy on you" Becky said leaning up against the wall of the infirmary in the mansion.

Alex sighed, "She's right. She did go easy on me and I'm still beat up. I'm not cut out to be a super hero. I don't belong here" Alex wiped some blood off the corner of his mouth and got up heading out the door of the infirmary

This shit just really isn't none of my business…

Bruce looked at Becky and she sighed, "I know, I know, I should go after him" She said heading out the door

Alex sat on the ledge of the dock leading out into Steele city Harbor. The summer sun warmed his shoulders and the shining sun reflected beautifully onto the murky waters of the harbor. Becky walked out to the ledge and sat down next to him.

"You okay 'Xander?" She asked

Alex shook his head "I just…wanna be alone right now, okay?"

"But 'Xander-"

"Would you please stop calling me that? I'm not four years old any more!" He yelled

Becky bit her lip "Alex, you used to be my best friend. Bruce said you changed in these years, grew up. But you've changed for the worst. You really are a jerk" With that she got up and stormed off the dock.

"Becky wait!" He grabbed her shoulder and motioned for her to sit down again. She angrily crossed her arms and sat down.

"Becky, I'm sorry. I guess I'm just kind of…. frustrated. All these years my parents have been keeping so many secrets from me. And now I know them, now I'm following in their super hero footsteps. But I can't even spar against someone who's 4 inches shorter and 20 pounds lighter than me, no offence"

"None taken. It just takes some practice 'Xander." She said, staring off into the sunset

"So am I still a jerk?'

Becky smiled and leaned up against his shoulder "Nope. Maybe a little stupid, but not a jerk"

"Wanna head back inside?" Alex forced out of his mouth. After all it was hard for him to talk with a really pretty and sweaty girl leaning on his shoulder

Becky shook her head "Nope" she replied as they both just stared into the sunset…

To be continued….

Next time: Alex's training continues and she's starting to get better. Meanwhile back in Gotham trouble strikes and Richard and Kori decide to fight crime one last time. Will they survive? Will they even be able to fit into their old costumes?

Well, please review and I'll try to have chapter six up soon!