A Knight's Tale I Chapter 12: Epilogue, a batman the animated series fanfic

digi-gal-rox: epilogue. kinda lame, but o well. it was in my mind so i had to write it down. it takes place in the future.

EPILOGUE

The young woman looked around the familiar surroundings. She remembered that her family had moved here, many years before. Smiling to herself she walked down the familiar corridors, tracing her fingers on the dusted wall. Not long after their death, she had moved out, running away from the memories that had haunted her. But now... now she was alright. She closed her eyes, remembering the times she had played tag with her cousins and brother here. But family was now scarce, with everyone living far away from the dark city. She was the last one remaining here. The last of the family. She noticed a familiar picture. A family portrait. Her parents stood in the back, with her uncle beside her father. Herself on her mother's side, her aunt by her uncle, and their toddler of a son in her arms, with their older son in front. She smiled softly. Family.

She turned around sharply at the sound of a loud clang. Narrowing her blue eyes, she followed the sound of a hushed whisper to the once sealed passage way. Forcing it opened, she walked down the large spiraled stairs, to find a man a couple of years younger than her, staring at the cased costumes in awe.
"You're in private property." she stated, folding her arms. The man turned around surprised.
"Sorry!" he quickly said backing away slightly. "I...- I didn't know!" her features soften.
"How did you get here anyway?"
"I was chased," the man stammered, "By a group of Jokerz." she nodded slowly.
"That's Gotham for ya." she muttered.
"This is... so cool! wait... what about you? Aren't you-"
"I live here. Or at least I use to. Everything here is left under my name." the man's eyes widened.
"You mean you're the daughter of Dick Grayson?!"
"Yeah..."
"That means that Wayne Enterprice is yours as well!"
"Yeah..."
"God! I sound so childish right now!" the man gasped excitedly. Mary Grayson raised an eye brow, observing the man in front of her, carefully. "Wait... that also means that your father... was he Batman?... No, Robin!"
"And you are...?" she didn't answer the question.
"Derrick. Derrick Walker."
"Walker...? Ben Walker's kid?" the man nodded.
"They were right," she murmured.
"Who was right?"
"Come with me. There's some people I'd like you to meet."

"Well I'll be." the younger man mused. "They were right."
"Who was right, damn it?!" Derrick cried out.
"This here, is my brother. John." Mary extended her arm, "and those two there," she gestured to two other men, "are Tom and Bruce Drake." Each of the boys smiled. The red-headed boy, John smiled even wider.
"Welcome to the family, Derrick." he extended his arm, shaking the older man's hand.
"Who are you people?" The sons of Robin smiled at each other, as did the son and daughter of Nightwing and Batgirl, each nodding at each other.
"The children of Gotham." they chorused.

END