AN: Sorry for the wait everyone. Now I'm back on track with everything so here is the latest chapter. The story will end after a couple of more chapters. I will have the second part up later on today so watch for that. Once again, thanks for your patience. Please review when you get the chance and Enjoy.

Homefront Pt. I

(Two Weeks Later)

Bruce was waiting at the hospital as Dick had just been signed off to go home. He sees Dick on crutches as he made his way to the waiting area, escorted by doctors.

"How are you feeling Dick?" Bruce asked as he met him half way.

"Oh, I don't know Bruce, about as good as any guy who got beaten almost to death by a couple of assassins and is now on crutches for a month."

"Well at least your enthusiasm is untouched." Bruce joked.

Bruce and Dick made their way outside where Alfred was waiting by the car.

"It's good to have you back Master Dick." Alfred said with a smile as he opened the door to the car.

"Thanks Al." Dick replied.

Before Dick and Bruce could step in, a voice yelled from afar.

"Dick!"

Dick turned to see it was Barbara Gordon running toward the him and tackling him with a hug, Dick groaning in pain as her grip was tight around his body. Bruce couldn't help but raise an eyebrow at the two.

"GOD Dick Grayson I was so worried! The doctors wouldn't let me see you, they said that your injuries were fatal and-"

"Easy Babs, the only fatal injuries I'm getting right now are from you." Dick joked.

"Oh, sorry." Barbara said as she let go of him, "Hello Mr. Wayne."

"Ms. Gordon." Bruce replied politely.

"How did you find out I was in hospital?" Dick asked.

"Your butler told me." Barbara replied, Dick giving Alfred a look.

"Well I'm fine. Gonna be on crutches for a while though, but I promise to call you tonight."

"You better."

Dick and Barbara looked at each other for a moment, wanting to kiss but not in front of Bruce, so they hugged each other instead.

"Do you need a ride home Barbara?" Bruce offered.

"No, I'm fine. Thank you." Barbara replied before walking off.

Dick and Bruce got in the car and pulled off.

"What was that about?" Bruce asked.

"Nothing." Dick answered, Bruce obviously knowing it was a lie.

"So the League..."

"Will be coming for us." Bruce says as he pulls his phone out and makes a call.

"Who are you calling?" Dick asks.

"Backup." Bruce simply replies.

Nanda Parbat...

Ra's stood firmly, looking out into the mountains when Talia walks in.

"Father," Talia says as Ra's turns to look at her, "is there any way to reconsider the attack? I'm sure given more time, Al-Xu'ffasch will-"

"I wish that were true my child. I as well would want nothing more than for him to return to my side and take my place, but you know what kind of man he is and how much of a threat he can be if not dealt with."

Talia looks down in disappointment when Ra's walks over and gently lifts her head up.

"I will take no pride in killing your Beloved, Talia. You know he was like a son to me. But he, like Al Sa-Her, must face justice for our new world to flourish."

Talia hurtfully agreed before Nyssa walked in with assassins backing her entrance.

"Your forces are ready father."

"Good. We will attack tonight, catch them off guard. Then we will proceed as planned. Talia will accompany you."

"But father, her feelings for her Beloved may get in the way of what has to be done."

"No." Talia interjected, "The League is every much my inheritance as it is yours, sister. I will do what must be done."

The assassins behind Nyssa turned and made their way out of the room, Talia and Nyssa following suit as Ra's continued gazing out into the mountains. As the sisters made their way out, Talia violently pulls Nyssa to the side, pushing her against a wall and holding a dagger to her throat.

"I know it was you who gave the order of torturing the boy. You defied our father's orders and jeopardized our attempts of bringing back Al-Xu'ffasch."

"What are you going to do sister? Kill me? Al-Xu'ffasch never deserved to be in the League in the first place and you and father are too blind to see that!"

"Is this because of you losing Ta-er al-Sahfer? Or because of father seeing you unfit for the throne?"

Nyssa shoves the dagger away her throat and gives Talia a deadly stare before walking off.

"Jealous bitch!" Talia says as Nyssa turns the corner with a grin.

Wayne Manor...

The day had past and it was now 3a.m. Dick was in his room asleep as he was now off patrol duty with Bruce until he was off crutches, this meant less Robin and more school, but also more Barbara in which he didn't complain.

Bruce was doing some last minute research in the cave, wearing only a t-shirt and pajamas. He was short a partner and he knew Ra's will inevitably strike unless he strikes first, but he needed manpower, something he did not have. He knew he needed as much rest as he could get so he shut down the cave for the night and headed to the elevator.

The bookshelf slid open and Bruce walked out. He sees that a thunderstorm had came and lightning lit up the long hallway as he made his way to the rotunda part of the manor. He walks through it to see the lamps were still on, Alfred obviously knowing he would still be up at this hour.

Bruce walked to the first lamp and switched it off, the darkness taking over that area as thunder echoed outside the manor. He then makes his way to the last lamp and pauses for a moment. There was a feeling of him being watched that he hasn't felt since he was a kid.

Lamps still lit up a portion of the rotunda, Bruce used the light to observe the area. After the thunder roared and concluded that nothing was there, he continued to reach to switch the lamp off when heard the floors creek behind him. Bruce yanked the lamp from it's cord and slammed it into a figure standing only inches away from him, he looked and saw it was an assassin as more spewed from the shadows.

Dick was upstairs in his room still asleep when lightning lit up the room, showing a shadow of a figure casting on Dick's bed. It was an assassin that slowly slid a dagger out from its scabbard as he inched slowly toward Dick.

"RICHARD!" Dick heard a voice yell from afar, knowing it was Bruce, "RICHARD WAKE UP!"

Dick slowly opened his eyes and started turning, "Bruce can I please get five more minutes-"

Dick turns and see the assassin right as he went for the downward stab. Dick jumped back and opened his legs, the blade plunging into the sheets and the mattress as Dick and the assassin share a look. Dick crosses a kick into the face of the assassin with his bad leg, using the boot on it as a weapon.

A grunt rolls from his mouth as well as the assassin's before rolling off the bed. The assassin regains his composure and takes the blade from the bed as he charges Dick. Dick evaded the assassins slashes, moving side-to-side swiftly, his balance all on one leg, his injuries barely showing until the assassin landed a sharp kick to Dick's midsection, forcing him over his bed and onto the floor.

Dick looks up to see the assassin running toward him about to finish Dick when he heard a loud boom, causing the assassin to drop to the ground. Dick looks up see Alfred standing at the door with a 12 Gauge Pump-Action shotgun.

"Come Master Dick! We must hurry!" Alfred says as he puts one of Dick's arm's over his shoulder and carries him out.

The two made their way down the hall of the top floor where Alfred continued shooting down assassins left and right one-handedly before getting to the stairs to the rotunda where they saw Bruce with multiple cut wounds take on a group of assassins. Bruce looks up to see the two during mid-battle.

"Get to the cave!" Bruce yells as he spins around and delivers an outside crescent kick to an oncoming assassin.

Alfred and Dick make their way down the stairs as Alfred sees another assassin rolling down from a silk cloth. Alfred shoots him down as they leave Bruce. The two speed down the hallway to the bookshelf, Dick hurting with every step when they see another group of assassins coming from the opposite direction.

Alfred pulls the red book and the shelf slides open, he places Dick inside before reaching into his jacket pocket and pulling out a grenade. He pulls the pin and rolls it toward the group of assassins before getting inside the elevator and closing it. The grenade goes off and assassins go flying in different directions.

Bruce gets taken off guard by the explosion, hoping that Dick and Alfred were ok when an assassin fires an arrow at Bruce in which he evades. Bruce runs and climbs over the stair railing as he tries to take the fight away until he is met by more assassins carrying various weapons.

Batcave...

Alfred and Dick make it to the cave. Alfred walks over to a metal shelf and opens it to reveal more ammunition as Dick made his way to get his not yet repaired suit. The glass case rose from the ground showing Dick's battle-torn suit. He opens the case and grabs his utility belt and two not yet tested Escrima sticks before looking up.

"Um, Alfred...we got company..." Dick said as Alfred made his way towards him.

They look up to see several long cloths of silk come down from the shafts up above with assassins climbing down from them before hearing the elevator open. The two see more assassins come from the elevator as well. Alfred stood back-to-back with Dick, gun in hand as Dick's escrima sticks showed a jolt of electricity. Dick spun his weapons and took a stance while Alfred aimed carefully as the assassins charged them.