Hello there everyone Incubi here, bet a lot of you thought that we had forgotten or quit writing fanfiction right. Well luckily we just took a few years off to get some projects out of our heads, though I won't lie and say that we didn't lose ourselves in our little worlds for a while there.

After reading a lot of fanfiction on renegade Robin the plot bunnies began doing their thing and well you can see the outcome here, this story will mark our return to AO3 and FF… maybe even Wattpad for some new original stories. That said keep an open mind when reading this because the only knowledge I have of the DCU is from watching the Young Justice a while back and reading fiction, and while I did my research I have never and probably never will read or own a comic in my life. So I apologise in advance if I get anything wrong but I also want to make it clear that this story is AU, meaning I will be taking some creative liberties.

Some warnings about this story for our future readers. Dick never became Robin and will never become Nightwing. Richard Grayson will be Renegade and will never become a hero or even side with the heroes unless they hire him. Richard Grayson will become a morally grey mercenary and assassin. Renegade will be shortened to Ren mostly and just so we are clear he will be very much gay here, no clue who he will end up with just yet but I am leaning towards Wally first and moving toward Slade later since being with a hero wouldn't really work out well but I will be putting it up to vote should I move the story towards romance(There will be smut though, with random people/marks/whoever). Slade will not be torturing Dick into becoming Renegade but will still beat him during training. There might be some Harley/Ivy moments in this as well so consider yourselves warned.

This chapter is just a short introduction which will contain several flashbacks to fill some plot holes, a little background info if you will. There won't be much talking in it as its just all memories or quick flashes of them but I can promise that the other chapters will be much more descriptive.

Read, enjoy and welcome to the journey of Renegade.

We don't own anything; if we did life would have been much more entertaining.

Chapter 1

Vengeance

I had finally done it, I had finally gotten my vengeance… but at what cost a voice in the back on my head asked. I turn my head to look at the man that had taken my parents from me two years ago and I couldn't help the small smile that came to my lips as I saw my handy work. Tony Zucco lay lifeless next to me with a broken bottle drenched in blood where his heart used to be, I chuckle to myself at the thought that I had shredded his heart like he had mine but the action brought a new wave of pain from my own wound. Looking down at myself I can see the knife I had brought with me sticking out of my stomach, my smile still present as I lay dying, because not even the thought of death could ruin this moment for me.

"Well, well it seems you did my job for me" a deep voice said making me look back at Zucco's body, a figure came walking out of the shadows beyond him wearing a suit of black and orange, "I wasn't disappointed by what I saw" the man stood over me now as I lay bleeding and exhausted, yet oddly I still felt a little bit of pride course through me at his words. "You've Impressed me, not many people do boy" he said crouching down to look me in the eyes, I couldn't really see anything anymore though since the world was starting to go dark but my smile stayed as I thought back to my sisters words, "When death comes for you then smile at him and give him hell".

Dreams come as I close my eyes, or maybe it's my life flashing before my eyes. Whichever it was I didn't care because I had made my parents rest in peace and soon I would join them and be free from this world of pain so I gave into the memories as they came to me with a smile. Harley would be proud was the last thought I had before drifting off into darkness.

Flashback

2 years ago

"Train me" I asked of Batman/Bruce Wayne as I stood before him in the bat cave, poor guy didn't know what to do with a kid before and now probably even less so when said kid knew his dark secret. The man had been surprised at finding me waiting for him in his secret lair, his eyes wide with a hand still holding his cowl which he was removing when I had walked out of the elevator to come and stand in front of him. His surprise didn't last very long though as rage replaced it and maybe some kind of fear that a kid had found out what he had been hiding, "No" that one word he uttered with a cold voice through clenched teeth had broken what little hope I had left of avenging my parents, of getting my hands on their murderer, though I never did quite know what I would have done when I got my hands on him in any case. "Go back to your room and forget you ever saw anything down here, and never ask me to train you again. I don't need a kid with no idea what it's like out there getting in my way, not to mention one with that look in his eyes" he said grabbing me by the arm and all but shoved me back into the elevator and called for Alfred to come get me like I was some dog that peed on the carpet.

That one confrontation, that moment in my life had started a change in me and it was something that festered like an open wound. I felt the hatred that I felt when I had found out that my parents had been murdered grow stronger, but that hatred now started to gain another source and target. Bruce had been there, he had seen it happen just like me, and the Batman had been my hope at justice or at the very least some kind of payback… anything to just make me feel anything other then this pain in my chest, something to fill the void of my shattered heart.

Now though I knew that there isn't any justice in this world, there aren't any heroes who would give me what I wanted, what I needed; no one was going to come to my window at night and offer to help me and no one was going to be able to give me what I truly wanted. "Nothing is impossible my little Robin, you only need to step onto that ledge and then fly. We're Grayson's after all and Grayson's fly my sweet boy" my mother had said once, her words ringing in my mind as if she was whispering them to me right then, tears were stinging my eyes as I thought about that time when she was standing next to me on the trapeze.

"If he won't help me then I'll help myself" I thought as a plan started to form in my head, my dad always said that I had to think before I leap so I thought long and hard for a whole week. "I don't need a kid with no idea what it's like out there getting in my way" Bruce had said and that was what drove me to even consider my plan. "If I want Zucco then I need to fly out of this nest and learn what the world is really like so that I can do what no one wants to do for me" had been my brilliant plan, granted it was the flawed plan of an 8 almost 9 year old who was blinded by grieve and hate but nothing was going to stop me from going out and getting my vengeance, nothing and no one was going to be left standing between me and that monster.

When Batman went out one night and Alfred had gone to bed I got up and got my backpack which I had been stocking with supplies the whole week before I made my way to my window and opened it. I didn't even spare a glance back at the coldness this place held as I made my way out and down with all the grace and skill that I had been born with and trained in, "No turning back and no running away" I said into the shadows before making my way down the path off of the Wayne grounds I had planned out. I walked with determination in my stride and the knowledge that I didn't want to wait for someone else to take my wrath from me because it was mine and only I was going to unleash it.

Flashback

1 year, six months

Six months was how long I had survived on the streets of Gotham, six months was all it had taken for my supplies which had been some canned food and whatever money Bruce and Alfred and misplaced to run out. Six months and the only word I had on Zucco had been that the Batman had caught him and put him behind bars, and the knowledge did nothing to lift the weight off my shoulders or in my heart, instead it just made it all the worse. Once again he had crushed my hope and my anger only flared the more I thought of the man who took me in and tossed me aside like one of his suits which he only wore at his fancy events, after all I knew how much the press just loved the fact the man had taken in an orphan which he liked to show off like a show dog.

Luckily for me though it had been around this time when I was getting desperate and had no clue what to do about it that I ran into the person who would change my life forever, my first sister Harley Quinn. She had found me after some poor man that had bumped into me misplaced his wallet, and if she hadn't have found me then I wouldn't have ever found the strength carry on. Harley took me under her wing and made me smile again, she made me see colour in the world again and I will forever be grateful that she had done it because just that small change in me gave me the power to wait and prepare for the day that Zucco would get out of prison, because like I was learning very quickly, the bad guys don't stay in prison very long and the so called heroes didn't seem to care that they weren't actually doing anything but draw out the violence and pain.

Harley had only been the first of three sisters that had helped me grow, the first to teach me everything they knew. Ivy had been the second person that came along and changed me, that helped me see another reason to carry on just like Harley did; Harley was great but when it came to emotions she was quick to pawn me off to Ivy who would help me though what I was feeling, which was ironic because of what Harley used to be but I didn't mind much because Ivy taught me a lot about what she knew, which was a lot. She also helped me come to terms with my parents deaths and the nightmares that plagued me, she helped me find peace enough that I could think clearly as I plotted and trained for my revenge.

Ivy and Harley and helped me find a home in an old abandoned apartment building in the bad part of town, though luckily they kept me safe. It hadn't been much but it was a lot warmer than Wayne manor had been and it was so much more inviting then that large cold space I had no choice in living in for months. Harley helped me paint and decorate the room I took as my own near the top floor, which was one of only four that was still liveable. Ivy helped me to create a garden on the roof to take my mind off of things, it was a place I could go to think and reflect. I had planted a tree and some blue roses that Ivy help me make myself in honour of my parents since visiting their graves would be announcing to the world where I was and I had no intention of ever going back to the cold hearted bastard known as Bruce Wayne.

Flashback

1 year ago

Selina Kyle had been the third person that became like an older sister to me; she came along when Harley had asked her to help train me to survive in Gotham or as she put it at the time, "It's to learn some life skills", though Selina had not been happy to find out that I was a 9 year old orphan, not in the slightest, though a quick test was all it took to show her that underestimating me after Harley and Ivy taught me how to fight and use my acrobatic talent to my advantage wasn't a smart move she had agreed to teach me. Looking back on it I guess she agreed only because she didn't want me to get hurt learning what she knew on my own… in her own way she cared enough to pass on her knowledge to me I guess.

My pickpocket skills improved greatly from what I had learned from my circus days but that had only been the start of my training. She taught me some of her own fighting skills and even more ways in which my acrobatics could be used; for months she helped hone my skill till it came to a point where she would point at something or someone and I would take whatever I had to, be it jewellery or cash. Selina had been the grindstone to my skills that polished me until I was ready.

She became the most stable of people in my new life, and though she wasn't happy with my vengeful mindset she never tried to change my mind, not that she would have been able to if she tried. So instead of trying to stop me she made sure that I would be the one to walk away from the confrontation that was coming, she prepared me as best as she and the other two could before deeming me ready to take my revenge.

Flashback

4 weeks ago

Zucco had gotten out of prison and I was ready, both mind and body honed to accomplish a single goal, the death of Tony Zucco. I had asked my adopted sisters for their help so that I could get my moment alone with the monster that haunted me day and night. Harley and Ivy were going to stall both the police and Zucco's men while Selina got the hardest job of stalling Batman, though I made it a little easier on her, "Bruce Wayne is Batman" was all I had to say to make her give me a big devious grin. I was going to get what I wanted and if it meant being a little bit more childish then I already was by revealing Bruce's secret then I didn't care just like he never really cared about me; and like I had said to myself, "nothing and no one was going to get in my way".

I never did ask how they were going to do what they did; I didn't really care since all I could think about was finally killing the monster that took my life from me. They would have bragged all about it when we came back anyways so I didn't want to ask or maybe get in the way of their planning, but at least I had the foresight to hug them and tell them thank you for everything, at least I got that one last thing and it made the difference to me.

Flashback

1 hour ago

I waited in the shadows like Selina taught me and watched for the man of the hour. "Happy Birthday to me" I thought to myself as Zucco walked into the warehouse where he was supposed to be meeting Catwoman who had information to sell him, or that was the ruse at least. The plan was simple enough, call Zucco and lure him somewhere remote with info on Batman and then make sure that he was alone and ready to get what was coming to him.

As silently as I could I snuck up behind the man and stabbed my gift from Harley into his leg, the knife laced with Poison Ivy's gift made it easy to bring the man to his knees, slowing him down so that a kid like me could take him on equal footing. But unfortunately he was still bigger and stronger then I was and the Knife was quickly out of his thigh and my hand and into my stomach. The same poison now flowing through my veins but at least I had the advantage of being almost used to it on my side thanks to me be clumsy and Ivy being the type of person to teach by showing "To understand the effects you must feel the effects" was her motto in teaching me, I am glad she did now more then ever.

Time went on as we fought and slowly died; it wasn't an epic battle or even anything like what I had expected it to be, nope it was just a man and kid grappling around on the floor of a warehouse until one or both died. Time came and went as I had finally gotten him on his back and myself sitting on his chest with a broken bottle in my shaky hands. Time stood still as I watched the fear in his eyes, as I saw myself in them smiling and crying as I screamed at the top of my lungs before time resumed and the broken bottle dug into Zucco's chest over and over again coating us both in his blood.

Present Time

Two years had been too long to wait for this moment, for this feeling but it had been worth those dark times that I had suffered through. "Rest boy, and when you wake you'll find your wish come true. You will die here tonight and be reborn" a voice said as I opened my eyes slightly to see the person who spoke them and brought me back from the darkness, "Rest apprentice" he ordered softly and I did just that with my ever present smile.

That night two years after I had lost my parents, after gaining and losing both Alfred and Bruce, after finding myself some sisters Richard Grayson died. Having gotten his vengeance and putting his parents to rest he died and was forgotten… now I will become someone new, an apprentice to a master… I will become Renegade and unleash my wrath at my masters command.

And there we have it, a quick and short prelude to the coming story which will become quite the rollercoaster, but no spoilers though.

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