Author's Note: Yes. People I have been dipped in the Pits and have risen from the dead. In addition to being grounded, writers block was abundant.

Disclaimer: The site is called FAN fiction…does that make it sound like I own it. And if that wasn't enough for some of you, I am writing an AU of an AU. Just saying…

Damian's POV:

Grayson had been absent for a while, and I hadn't seen him in forever, but he had been in contact with my mother. She had told me at lunch one day that I was going to meet my father. She hadn't when, but two days later I was in front of the giant Wayne manor, my mother's hand on my shoulder. She knocked on the door. An old man in a black suit answered the door.

"Miss Talia, who is this young gentleman?" Young? Really Stupid servant.

"His name is Damian Wayne, and he is Bruce's son."

"Oh dear. Let me fetch Master Bruce for you." I looked up at my mother, seeing her cold calculating chocolate brown eyes. I almost shivered, but I couldn't because my mother or my father would want me to show fear. Right? A tall man with dark black hair, and blue eyes answered the door. He looked at my mother, and then at me, and then at Talia again.

The silence was as loud as it could possibly get. I wanted to fidget, but my mother's fingernails carving into my shoulder prevented me from doing so.

"Talia, is this?"

"He's your son beloved, against my better judgment; I was convinced to let him meet his father. Don't make me regret it." Wait convinced? Grayson? My father continued to stare at me. Mother shoved me forward. "Take care of him, I will be back in a week." She turned around and walked away.

"Pleased to meet you-uh-"

"I'm Damian."

"Pleased to meet you Damian. I'm Bruce Wayne." He led me into the giant house, and shut the door. This was not going to be fun. Thanks Grayson.

Bruce's POV

I had a son. This was an interesting turn of events.

-Line Break-

Renegade's POV

Well this was going to be interesting. Apparently Slade had another apprentice. Named Ravager. After the guy had hung up Slade just sat back in the large chair, and stared at his hands.

"Slade? Are you okay?" I pulled off my mask revealing my eyes. I came up behind him. The transmission hadn't lasted very long, but he looked a lot more stressed, and his eye that shone through the mask was dull.

"I'm fine." I give a slight snort. He gives me a half hearted glare.

"Slade if you were fine, you wouldn't be bouncing your knee. Look what's wrong?" He sighed.

"Richard you are not the only one on the earth with family issues. My son has been kidnapped for a second time, because of a mistake I made." I walk up towards him.

"We can get him back. We will get him back." He stared at me with his one grey eye. "Slade we will get him back." He nods, and gets up out of the chair.

"Let's start looking."

-Break Line-

Joey's POV

ZAP! I jerk away from the pain.

"Blame your father for this Jericho, because his debt was never paid. Blame your father, because your father will be burying another son if he doesn't give me what I want." I was shocked again, and a single tear started to roll down my cheek.

Where were you dad? Grant? Rose? Anybody?

Okay so I'm sorry for the cliffhanger, plus the short chapter, but this was merely filler, and I am getting ready for the next part. Give me suggestions for what you want to happen people, plus if one person had to die Grant, Joey, Rose, or another one of the Titans who would it be? Somebody will die. I can tell you that now, but I kind of want to know who you guys want to die, and give me a way you think they should die. I make no promises that it will happen, but review or PM me, and thank you very much to all of those who have reviewed, followed, or favorited. I love you guys.

SPECIAL SHOUT OUT TO X2. She is the one who made me sit down and write this. She was really mad at me for giving her a cliffie…she is also the one who let me rant about Slade for an hour….hmmm… I need to make her cookies…