Just for the record…Jason still doesn't know about the superhero lives!
EVENT: Find out about Dad
JASON: Fourteen Years Old
Jason made his way out of Charlie's apartment complex after their weekly tutoring sessions with his head low.
The night sky was thick with fog and to be honest, Jason didn't like walking around Gotham alone.
He wasn't the biggest kid, therefore not the scariest.
It was easy for him to get into trouble. Especially if people recognized him as the son of Richard Grayson.
Jason turns a corner onto a patch of littered on sidewalk, his bag heavy on his shoulders and the hood of his jacket over his head.
He passes multiple shops and groups of people without a problem, it's when he thinks he'll actually get home safely that all hell breaks loose.
Jason feels a heavy hand land on his shoulder before his bag is being ripped off of his body.
His back is shoved against a wall and he hears laughs around him.
"What do we have here?" one of them asks.
Jason looks up to find five men around him.
Two are dumping his things out of his bag while the other three press him tightly against the wall behind him.
"Let me go." He says, forcing the fright out of his voice.
"Shut it pretty boy." One of them growls.
"Let me go." he manages to take two steps forward before he's shoved back and the nozzle of a gun is pressed against his temple.
"Not so fast Grayson."
"What do you want?" Jason asks stiffly.
"Well…we hear that your dad's got some dough he can pass around."
Jason doesn't say anything and instead glares at the men.
"That true?" another demands.
Again, Jason doesn't answer.
A few seconds of silence are followed by swinging fists and groans from Jason.
He ends up on the floor, now with four guns pointed his way.
"What do you think you're doing?" a new voice rings clearly and the men turn in shock.
Jason doesn't see what happens but suddenly he's being lifted to his feet.
"Superboy." Jason mumbles in shock.
"What's wrong with you Jason? You could have gotten yourself killed" Superboy growls as he inspects his son's face, the thugs already long gone.
Jason only stares at the hero in shock…suddenly recognizing the voice.
"D-dad?" Jason pulls back and stares at the teenage hero.
"Jason stop…what?" Conner snaps back into his heroic character, remembering that his son doesn't know about his second life.
"Dad…Dad, you're superboy?" Jason asks in shock.
"I don't know what you're talking about kid I-"
"Save it! Dad I know it's you." Jason sighs and shakes his head.
Conner only huffs and crosses his arms.
"Jason, you have to get home. Dick is probably worried sick!"
"Not until you explain. Dad you…you're a superhero!"
"Jason…this isn't the time. Get home-"
"No!"
"Jason!" Conner frowns at his son and sighs. "I understand that you want to know. But now is not the time. Get home. We'll talk about this later."
"That's the problem Dad! We won't. You're never home to talk to! Is this what I have to do in order for you to pay attention? Almost die?" Jason explodes.
"Jason enough!" Conner shouts, getting angry at his son for speaking with such disrespect to him.
"Whatever. I'll see you when I see you Superboy." Jason growls and walks off.
"Jason!"
Jason doesn't turn; he leaves his dad calling out his name as he makes his way home.
When he slams the door shut, Dick knows something's wrong.
He moves away from his current project to find Jason kicking off his shoes angrily.
"What's wrong?" Dick asks softly.
"Did you know?" Jason asks and turns his glare onto Dick.
"Did I know what?"
"Did you know that Dad is a superhero?"
"Where did you get that insane idea?" Dick tries to play it off with a forced laugh, but Jason sees right through it.
"You did. Why wasn't I told?" Jason demands.
"Jase, we wanted to tell you but-"
"But what?"
"But we knew that you'd react badly. We don't want you involved in that life!"
"You don't know what that life is like Pop!"
"Like hell I don't Jason!" Dick screams, he himself exploding as well.
"What are you talking about?"
"I lived that life along with your dad! I was the first Robin, I was Nightwing, and I was Batman for some time! I quit that life because I wanted to raise you. Jason trust me…that life isn't just fun and games."
"You were a superhero Pop! Why would you give it up just to raise a kid?"
"You Dad and I got married. I got sick of having to live a life of danger and decided I wanted to settle down. We had you and…I was happier Jason."
"Whatever." Jason sighs and moves to head towards his room.
"Jason!" Dick catches his son's wrist tightly. "Promise me something."
"What?" Jason growls out.
"Promise me you won't get involved with your Dad's second life. I don't want you out there!"
"…" Jason stares at the tears running down his father's face and sighs. "I promise."
"Good. Go to your room. I'll talk to your Dad when he gets home."
"Okay."