Robin The Gamer Chapter 3, a Game X-overs + Robin Crossover fanfic

I do not own Dick Grayson or any other DC characters

Ch 3 The World Ain't A Nice Place

1 Year Later

CLAANG CLAANG CLAANG

The sound of metal striking against each other could be heard from miles away.

"RAHHH!" A boy screamed full of rage, bringing down his sword on his target.

CLAANG!

Only for said target to block the attack with his own sword, he applied force, pushing both his sword and the boys to the right, creating an opening for the target to deliver a hard kick to the boy's chest, sending him rolling to the ground.

-40 HP

But the boy did not give, he immediately got up and rushed towards his opponent, delivering yet another slash.

His opponent predicted his movement and performed a leg sweep, hoping to trip the boy.

The boy noticed what was happening and promptly jumped, dodging the sweep, while bringing down his sword.

Seeing the danger the man brought his sword up, blocking the attack, but the force from the child's attack caused both swords to shatter.

Seeing a chance, the boy held his opponent's head, pushing him as he was plummeting down. He tightens his grip on the broken sword's handle and thrusts it forward on the man's throat, watching as blood gushes out of the man's windpipe, spraying the floor, the boy's clothes, and his face.

But that was not the conclusion of the fight, no.

It was the climax.

The boy's vision darkened as the man's hand grabbed hold of the boy's head and tossed him aside.

The boy halted his fall and looked up to see his opponent, grabbing another sword that strapped on his back, and bringing it towards the boy.

The boy leaped away from his opponent's strike and kept dodging swing after swing. The boy then sidestepped avoiding another slash and threw a palm strike towards the sword, breaking it. He then punched the man's abdomen while hurling a back kick on his chest, causing the man to stagger backward a bit. Seeing an opening, the boy rushed, jumping towards his opponent sending a flying kick. But instead of feeling the man's skull crush from the blow of his kick, he felt his leg being pulled causing the boy to near his opponent and felt a heavy blow crush his face.

-75HP

The boy hit the ground with a heavy THUD but he didn't have time to recover as the man proceeded to deliver more punches to the boy.

-65HP

-87HP

The boy wiggled under the man's weight while covering his head from the attacks that kept raining down on him. Once the boy saw an opening, he grabbed the man's neck and turned him down while using the other hand to hold the ground to help him balance the weight. Finally switching the tides the boy is now on top of the man, yet before he could deliver a punch, the boy's neck was wrapped by the man's legs and was instantly brought down, hitting his head on the ground.

- 112HP

Opening his eyes the boy saw the man was already standing, he helplessly watched as the man grabbed his shirt and delivered a headbutt.

-210HP

Then the man grabbed him by the hair and delivered a knee strike to his head.

-250HP

The man punched the boy with much more strength causing the boy to fly from the impact.

-230HP

Despite the damage he received, the boy slowly got up, his body hesitating as if it were about to break apart. As he brought his knee forward to help himself stand up, he cried in pain as he felt his knee snap in two by the man delivering an oblique kick.

-500HP

The man turned the kid around and put him in a chokehold. The boy tried to move the man's arm away, but it was to no avail. He gasped as his oxygen was cut off. The boy knew he could not escape the man's grasp.

Warning!

You are about to receive the [Blackout] Debuff

"Alright, this is enough for today." The man said before throwing the boy towards the ground.

"Rest now so that your wounds will heal, I will come back later to check up on you." The man said leaving the boy alone.

The boy laid on the ground, motionless.

That is until the man left.

Once he was sure the man was gone, he began his magic.

"Toggle on [Talons Blood]"

[Talons Blood] Activated.

The bruises he received began to change back to their original color, the pain from the wounds began to feel less painful than before, and the broken bones he got from his fight began to slowly attach themselves back to their place.

And just like that, the boy was whole again.

He got himself off the ground and wiped away the black blood from his face. Then a screen popped up in front of the boy.

[Sword Expert] has leveled up!

[Sword Expert] has maxed out!

[Sword Expert] has upgraded to [Sword Master]

[Sword Master] has leveled up!

[Sword Master] has reached level 45

[Martial Arts Expert] has leveled up!

[Martial Arts Expert] has been maxed out!

[Martial Arts Expert] has upgraded to [Martial Arts Master]

[Martial Arts Master] has leveled up!

[Martial Arts Master] has reached level 33!

[Pain Tolerance] has leveled up!

[Pain Tolerance] has reached level 69!

{Quest Complete}

Practice makes perfect

Objective: Survive Talons training.

Rewards: 6784 XP

Level Up

The boy smirked, happy at the results he had received from this battle. It might have been a bit brutal, yet the spoils make up for it. Curious to see the fruits of his labor, the boy decided to check up on his results.

"Status."

Dick Grayson

Title: Ruler of the Mountain

Race: Meta-Human

Level: 27

HP: 50000/50000 (1512 Regen Per 5 Seconds)

MP: 40000/40000 (1480 Regan Per Minute)

WP: 60300/60300 (1480 Regan Per Minute)

STR: 303 + [Talons Blood] = 300 = 603

VIT: 200 + [Talons Blood] = 300 = 500

DEX: 501+ [Talons Blood] = 300 = 801

INT: 400

WIS: 370

CHA: 310

LCK: 200

EXP: [87.09]

Points: 98

HP(100) * (Vitality)

HP Regan = STR * 4+ [Talons Blood] = 300 =906

MP(100) * INT

MP Regan = WIS * 4

WIP(100) * STR

WIP Regan = WIS * 4

Bio: Dick Grayson is the son of John Grayson and Mary Grayson, who are both performers in Haly's Circus. Being the great-grandson of Wiliam Cobb, he was groomed into becoming the next Talon for the Court. But Dick refused the idea of becoming a weapon for the Court and used his ability to gain strength in order to escape from the Orders Clutches.

The boy now identified as Dick whistled as he read his achievements. But he wasn't surprised, in fact it was the results he expected.

Why?

Because he figured out a way to cheat with his powers. Training to death, literally, every day with his dear old grandpa, helped him level up instantaneously and helped him acquire a load of points which he donated to his states to increase his health, mana, and will to the ten thousands. Not only that but he finally leveled up many of his skills to the max and even got an upgrade.

And this is just the tip of the iceberg.

Thankfully he could keep up with the Talons training because of a certain skill he acquired when they first began their gruesome training regime.

Well, it's more of a metagene than a skill.

[Talons Blood] (Lv. Max) (Passive)

Like the metal liquid flowing through the blood of the Talons. Electrum is a compound that was first discovered by Doctor Leviticus who used it to bring back the Talons from the dead and is now perfected by Mr. Freeze. It can increase the speed, strength, and durability of its users tenfold and can also heal from any injury instantaneously. Unlike many Electrum users, Talons Blood contains pure Dionesium which means the user does not turn into a state of both living and dead and does not need to depend on more Electrum to continue functioning.

300 points added to STR

300 points added to VIT

300 points added DEX

300 points added to HP Regan

5 seconds for full HP Regan

He did not know half the stuff that it says and it kinda worries him since it is literally in his blood, but hey he never doubted his ability so why start now.

Plus it says that he got Dionesium, whatever that means, so he won't turn to a crazy undead assassin so yay. Not to mention how grateful he was when he received a notification on how to turn on and turn of his new ability, which really helped him on keeping this ability a secret from Talon.

Maybe spending some points on LCK wasn't a bad idea after all.

How he got this ability was all thanks to the reward of the bonus quest when he climbed the Yala Peck. Despite how ironic it is for Dick to receive the same abilities his abusers had, but he's not complaining. In fact, he finds it funny, imagine bringing down the Court with not only the skills he learned from them, but also with the same abilities as them. The thought alone makes Dick shiver with excitement. Sadly he couldn't use the Electrum in his blood for his plan, the reason is that one he isn't a hematologist, and two he has no way or equipment to extract the Electrum. But enough of that, what matters now is that he finally achieved his goal. He became stronger than his dear old grandpa and all the Court's lapdogs. Still, he isn't going to carry out his escape plan. Not yet anyway. He still needs to get a few things off his checklist before he can begin. The first and most important is to secure his parents' safety, luckily he had already planned that. Every year his parents celebrate their anniversary by going into a fancy restaurant or someplace romantic. And since they have been in Gotham for a couple of years now, they only go to one restaurant that holds significant meaning to them, 'Gothams Basic Kitchen', the place where his dad took his mom there for their first date. He knows the location and the time when they will leave, and that their anniversary is not too far away, meaning he would need transportation to get them out of Gotham, away from the Court's clutches, and not to mention creating new identities for them. Finding one won't be too difficult here since this is Gotham, the land of opportunity for all the crooks and thieves, and he just knows the place to start.

"I see that you're awake, excellent let us continue with where we left off.."

Right after he deals with Talons friendly spar.

Gotham East End

Hearing about how corrupt Gotham is one thing, but seeing it in person is something else entirely.

Alex Jhonson

Title: Murderer

Lv: 9

David Jacob

Title: Rapist

Lv: 6

Greg Luscious

Title: Gang Member

Lv: 7

The list of crimes kept going on and on. The Court wasn't exaggerating when they said Gotham was filled with evil. But they aren't that different from them, probably even worse since most of their members are people who hold real power in Gotham. After countless times looking and leveling his [observe] skill to up 11, Dick finally found the person he was looking for.

Mike Angelo

Title: Smuggler

Lv: 8

Bio: Mike Angelo was born and raised here in Gotham's East End, but like most folks in Gotham his family could not afford the education he needed so with no other choice he turned to crime to make a living and it turns out smuggling was his calling. He isn't the best at it or the worst, but he can smuggle anything or anyone you need for the right price. 1 object or person to smuggle costs 6000$.

At last, Dick found his smuggler. Although there is the issue with the price, it's not something he can't solve, after all, he spent half of his time on the streets.

{Quest Created}

Money Is The Answer For Everything

Objective: Find a way to get 12000 dollars.

Time Limit: Before your parent's anniversary.

Reward: $12000

Oh, this will be a piece of cake.

A Couple of Hours Later

A drunk man was gulping down the last remains of his drink before tossing it to the side. With each step he took felt as if he was going to crash down, but he managed to keep his balance showing that this was not his first rodeo with a bottle. As he kept walking the man didn't notice a small child bump into him.

"Hey watch where you're going punk!" The man slurred.

The boy had his head down with both hands up, apologizing to the man.

"I-I'm so sorry sir I wasn't paying attention to where I was going." The boy said.

"Tch, whatever." The man said, walking away spouting 'annoying little brat'.

When the man was gone from the boy's view, the boy pulled out a wallet from his [inventory] and let out a nasty smirk.

"Gotham's finest at its peak."Dick said to himself. He opened the wallet and found only 300 dollars. Ok, it's not much but it's a start.

[Pickpocketing] (Lv.9) (Passive) [20.63%]

To steal a person's money, wallet, etc from a person's pocket or a bag.

Despite its level, this skill helped Dick in the long run. Dick needed things for his plan and it was obvious that he didn't have the money for them, so stealing was the most logical solution. He already knew the basics when he watched other people perform the act a couple of times. Not to mention that he is a Talon in training, so stealing a wallet from a drunk man seems simple.

And boy was it simple.

And acting like a goodie tooshes who didn't mean any harm was what sold it.

Usually here in Gotham, Dick noticed whenever someone bumps into you and immediately continues walking without even apologizing, you would be already checking your pockets to see if anything was stolen. But if you act like it was an honest mistake and care for the other person, they wouldn't think much of it and continue walking, and let's be honest the guy is too drunk to even notice.

Dick took out the money and threw away the wallet, he then stored all 300 dollars in his inventory and continued on to his next victim.

4 Hours later

[Pickpocketing] has reached level 18!

{Quest Complete}

Money Is The Answer For Everything

Objective: Find a way to get 12000 dollars.

Time Limit: Before your parent's anniversary.

Reward: $12000

Despite the time consumption, the quest was relatively easy. Now that he has $12000 in his inventory, he can finally meet with the smuggler.

After making his way back to Gothams East End, Dick confronted the smuggler.

"Hey, you Mike Angelo?" Dick asked the smuggler.

The man named Mike turned to face Dick with a curious expression, probably due to the fact that some random child knows about him.

"Depends, who's asking?" Mike said as he took the cigarette away from his mouth and threw it away.

"Just a normal customer with cash." Dick replied.

"Heh, you, cash? Kid I cost more than what your parents give you for allowance, so do me a favor and go fu-

The man's words were cut short as Dick pulled out a stack of 6000 dollars.

"I got a job for you, do it right, and you get paid handsomely." Dick, getting straight to the point.

"Or I have a better idea." Mike grabbed Dick by the collar of his shirt. "You give me all the money you have with you and you can go back to your mommy without your teeth knocked out."

Dick didn't seem threatened by the man's remarks and Mike noticed that.

"You do know I'm not kidding right, whoever told you about me must have forgotten to tell you that I don't joke around, even if it's a kid, after all this is Gotham." Mike smiled, showing his yellow, rotting teeth.

"Yeah I get that a lot." Dick said grabbing Mike's hand, twisting it, feeling the sickening snap of Mike's bone breaking.

"ARGH!" Screamed Mike as he fell onto his knees, clutching onto his broken hand that was still being held by Dick.

"Do I have your attention now, or do I need to break your other hand to get you to listen to me?"

"YOU SONOFA-" Whatever Mike was about to say has died in his throat as looked back at Dick.

Working as a smuggler you pick up some skills, and Mike picked up a lot of skills that helped him stay alive to see the next day.

So when he looked at the eyes of the kid in front of him.

He knew that this kid would make this Mike's final day.

"Alright! Alright! Just tell me what you need and I will do it." Mike said, throwing his pride aside, hoping that he would please his 'aggressor' into sparing him.

"I need you to transport two people from Gothams Basic Kitchen from two days of now at 10:23 PM."

"O-Okay, Okay, but where do you want me to take them?" Mike asked.

"Metropolis, near the hotel Metropolis." Dick said, taking out an extra 200 dollars he saved from the pickpocketing and giving it to Mike. "Once you're there, give them the cash and tell them to wait there for a couple of days."

Dick took out two photographs from his pocket and gave them to Mike."This is an image of the people I want you to transport." Dick said, handing Mike the photos. Dick doesn't like the idea of giving a stranger, let alone a criminal, an image of his parents, but right now Mike is the least of his concerns.

"Give this phone to them when you first meet them." Dick said, handing Mike a burner cell.

"Oh, yeah almost forgot, once you're in Metropolis make sure you can get them new IDs and everything, won't you Mike?" Dick asked, adding pressure on Mike's broken hand, making sure Mike got the message that he will get them their new identities in Metropolis not Gotham. It's easier to make one here than in Metropolis, but he didn't want to leave any evidence behind. Besides who knows how many of the criminals in the underworld are in the Court's pocket. So the safest bet is to make one outside of Gotham to avoid any suspicion.

"Got g-got it, I got it! Just for God's sake please stop."

Dick stared at Mike, making sure he got the message and let go of his hand. He then knelt to the injured man, clutching his arm. He whispered in a low voice just enough for Mike to hear.

"You'll get the money once they're there and if you do anything to them or so much say a word about them, well I'll do more than just break your arm, got that?"

"Of course I won't tell a soul, you have my word." Mike slurred.

"Glad we can be on the same page."

Dick then got up and walked away, but before he left he could hear Mike whispering something to himself, with Dicks sharp ears he picked on what he muttered.

"Freak"

Dick stopped and looked back. He stood motionless and silent, processing what Mike had said. But after a couple of seconds, he walked away.

What could he do, the guy wasn't wrong.

He was a Freak.

Latter

Now that his parents' transfer is complete, all that's left is to take care of the Court. Specifically their Talons. Sure he could take on one of them, but a whole army of them. Hell no. What he needed to find was the Talons' source of Electrum here in Gotham.

Sadly after sourcing the city in the past year, looking for the Court's stash of Electrum, Dick found nothing.

I mean what did he expect? They weren't called a secret organization that ruled the most corrupt city on Earth for nothing.

Yet that was the only way he knew how to take down their Talons.

Still, he isn't going to wait around hoping to find something that could help him, if he has nothing to use against them then he will have to improvise, otherwise he will have to fight them head-on and risk revealing his powers, taking away his remaining year and turning him into a Talon immediately. And the high risk of his parent's execution.

Dick shook his head, removing the thought of his mind. There has to be something he can use, but what, sure there is their weakness to cold, but how the hell is he going to use cold on them, it's not like he can call and ask him to hook him up with some of his tech.

Dicks thoughts came to a halt when heard the sounds of a siren coming not too far away.

Curious as to what was happening Dick followed the source of the noise. After a couple of minutes, Dick ducked under the parapet of a roof, leaning a bit forward to see what the commotion was about.

There was a police officer outside a building with..what appears to be ice spikes coming out of the building. He saw another officer wearing a very heavy coat and heavy pants exit the building while carrying a small box. He brought the box to the trunk of the police van parked near the entrance.

"Th-his is the last of i-i-it." The officer stuttered, shivering violently.

"Sheesh, you're wearing like five layers of jackets and you still feel cold?" Another police officer said, leaning on a police car near the van.

"Yo-yo-you do rel-lize its b-below 60 degrees in there." He responded by sending a nasty glare to the other officer.

"Alright, alright no need to get riled up, I was just curious." The office said, raising both his hands up in surrender. "Anyways, are you sure you got everything in there?"

"Everything we could find, but who knows what else Victor Freeze has hidden in there?"

Dick perked up at the name Freeze, he was surprised he didn't realize this was Mr. Freeze's work, considering he is the only maniac in Gotham that could freeze a building like that.

Dick's thoughts were interpreted as the officers continued their conversation.

"Alright you head back to the station, the Commissioner wants me stationed here till the tech guys arrive and the check the area again."

"You do know Freez is in lockup thanks to the bat?"

"Yeah I know, but what if someone just decided to ransack this place and found some of Freeze's equipment? Wouldn't want to have the same thing with what happened with Scarecrows tech to happen here again."

"Oh yeah, still can't believe how a junkie was able to find some of his gas after we searched the whole place."

"Gotham just tends to surprise you every day."

"Anyways, it's getting late, better deliver these to the evidence room, you take care Mike."

"You to Steve."

And with that Mike got in the van and turned on the engine. Meanwhile, Dick could not believe his luck, he was looking for a way to take out the Court's Talons and the tools were right in front of him, with no security whatsoever.

Could this be his Lck status he wondered, probably so. I mean what are the odds that only two officers were stationed to check on Freeze's stash and deliver it with no backup. Where is the rest of the force, are they occupied with something? Another crazy villain attack? Joker gas perhaps? Either way that doesn't matter, whatever the reason is, it provided him with the means to acquire Mr. Frezes tech without the worry of the police or the Court.

Before Dick was about to plan his heist a familiar screen popped up right in front of him.

{Quest Created}

Luck has sided with Dick Grayson

Objective: Get all of Mr. Frezze's equipment from the van.

Time Limit: Until the van reaches the GCPD station.

Reward: 5000 XP, Mr. Freezes Equipent.

Bonus Reward:?

Failure: Lose the only advantage you have against the Court.

It's as if his ability knew what he wanted and handed it to him. Not that he is complaining mind you.

Dick saw the van driving away and gave chase to it. He stuck to the roofs, giving him a better view of the van and not being seen by the driver. After almost jumping from half of Gotham's roofs, the police van went under a bridge and Dick knew this specific street was usually empty. Meaning it was the perfect place to strike.

Officer Mike P.O.V

"Deliver the evidence, go home, go to bed." Officer Mike kept repeating the same again and again nonstop.

The reason is that Mike believes that if you really believe how your day was supposed to go, it would become real. Hence the reason Mike kept repeating these three things over and over again, hoping it would become a reality, and so far it worked!

Sadly that wasn't the case today.

FWOSH

"WHAT THE HELL!" Screamed Mike as the front window of the van was hit by what appears to be literal fire. The Sudden shock caused Mike to violently turn the van. Mike immediately went for the radio and called for backup.

"This is officer Mike requesting backup in Burnely, GCPD van carrying dangerous tech under fire please send backup now.!" Mike screamed.

"10-4 acknowledged, hold your position and wait back up." The radio responded back.

Mike then heard the noise of the van's rear door opening forcibly.

"F*#k this." Mike said, pulling out his gun and opening his door, slowly walking towards the back of the van then pointing his gun forward.

Only to find no one there along with the disappearance of all of Mr. Freeze's tech.

Not believing what he was seeing, Mike quickly scanned the area, still holding a tight grip on his gun, doubting what has just occurred.

How could someone quickly open the vans rear doors, which was heavily locked, and managed to get away with loads of boxes carrying heavy equipment that could freeze the person to death if dropped to the floor, in a few seconds, even if it was a group they would still be unable to escape that quickly with all of Freezes equipment. Realizing the culprits had escaped, Mike slowly lowered his weapon and remembered something his friend mentioned not too long ago.

"Gotham just tends to surprise."

Dick Grayson P.O.V

Man that was a breeze, poor guy didn't even know what him.

Literally!

A quick [Fireball] to catch the officer off with the help of [Talons Blood] to increase his speed and strength to easily rip off the hinges of the vans rear doors and quickly stored the heavy crates into his [Inventory] in a quick few seconds.

And not to state the obvious, he is an assassin in training so disappearing like a ninja from the movies is clearly the most basic training of an assassin.

After a few more minutes Dick arrived at an abandoned warehouse he uses for training, and pulled out the crates from his [Inventory] and placed them on the ground. He took a good look at them and noticed nothing out of the ordinary besides how reinforced the box was. Like seriously there were like two locks and a five digit combination code, which also looks reinforced too. It looked more like a small safe than a combination code.

They didn't present a problem as Dick tore away the cover of the crate ignoring the locks and the combination and took a look inside.

….

"This is a load of bull."

Instead of finding equipment he could use, what he found were parts. Lots of parts. He checked the rest of the crates and had the same results. Apparently what the cops were loading was tech that could be built which explains the lack of more officers since nobody would steal scraps that could 'possibly' be built into something dangerous. Sure there were tinkers who could have a go and make something similar to freeze's gun, but this is Gotham, and the only tinkers around here are the crazy ones who have their own tech and they always stick to it.

Basically he wasted his time for nothing. Still, he could use the parts and build something that he could possibly use against the court and he does have a [Crafting] skill which is level 12 thanks to youtube.

Seriously, there were a lot of videos about crafting that all it took was 2 days just watching videos without even building anything and he got 12 levels from that. Although the librarian there was kind of angry at him. Something about kids and electronics.

Sadly he couldn't build a small bomb with these parts, he could have learned how to but youtube only shows how to make prop bombs used in shows and movies, and finding one here in Gotham could raise a lot of alarms, especially the Bat. And he is the last person he wants to get involved with besides the Court.

Dick began pondering which small traps he could build that could slow the Talons, for like a few seconds, when his notification popped up.

[Quest Complete]

Luck has sided with Dick Grayson

Objective: Get all of Mr. Freeze's equipment from the van.

Time Limit: Until the van reaches the GCPD station.

Reward: 5000 XP, Mr. Freeze's Equipment.

Bonus Reward: 1 Blueprint

Would you like to receive the blueprint now?

Yes/No

Weird, he was wondering why didn't the notification pop up earlier probably because he had to flee from the area or something, but that curiosity soon died as he saw his ability had to offer him. Curious, he pressed on yes and watched as thousands of small white particles appeared and came together forming a blueprint on Dicks hand.

He looked at the blueprint and saw it was a design of some small device. Dick then [observed] to find out what kind of blueprint this is.

Freeze Blast Blueprint

A grenade capable of incapacitates a group of people by solidifying high temperature gas outlets, in short, it freezes them.

Blueprint Includes:

Freeze Blast Grenade

Freeze Blast Detonator

Freeze Blast Mine

Woah this is a lot more than he expected. Not only did he get what he was looking for but he also got other ways to use them as well.

Required States to learn this blueprint.

INT: 120

Level 9 [Crafting]

User meets the required states.

Would you like to learn the blueprint design for Freeze Blast?

Dick pressed on 'yes' and learned the knowledge of making a freeze blast as the blueprint disappears.

Once over Dick couldn't help but wonder if his ability was more than what he knows, sure he admits there are a lot of things he doesn't know about his powers but the teasing and silly remakes it makes make him wonder if it was more than just some texts on a screen.

Maybe even alive?

The thought of a possible entity living inside him freaks out a bit, but he could experiment on that later after he deals with his Grandpa and his undead bing buddies.

Dick began building the freeze bombs with no issues for 3 hours. He built 5 blast grenades, 2 detonators and 3 mines. All in all, it was a productive day. His [Crafting] skill skyrocketed to level 32, makes sense since he is building tech that was way more complicated than a normal bomb. Funny how it required his [Crafting] to be level 9 to build this but leveled up enormously once he built it.

Dick decided that this was enough for today and headed back once he stored everything in his [Inventory]. As he got back home he noticed a huge crowd there. Usually the circus is packed at night but never this much. As he went to his tent, Dick saw his mother running around frantically as if she was looking for something, then her head darted to Dicks direction, where he just waved at her, suddenly his mother charged at him and grabbed his shoulders, looking relieved.

"Oh my god! Dick where were you!" His mother shouted.

Not understanding what was going on Dick was going to ask her what she meant until his father came out.

"Oh thank god, we'll talk about this later, right now you need to go into your and change and left your clothes on your bed." John said.

"Okay what the hell is going on?" Dick said only to get flicked on the head. "Ow!"

-5HP

"Language!" His mother shouted.

"But that wasn't even a swe-" was all Dick managed to say before his mother gave him the 'look' that promised pain.

"Yes mam." Dick said while doing a salute.

His father decided to answer Dicks question, helping him understand the situation. "We got a performance to do today and we're starting in a couple of minutes."

"Performance, today? I thought today was our break day?" Dick asked, surprised by the fact that they had a play on their break day.

"We did, but that was before Harly knew Gothmas's favorite son is coming." His father answered.

"Gotham's favorite son?" Dick wondered. Dick didn't know much about Gotham other than the Court, the loonies, the big old bat. Well, it's more like he didn't really care to know since he doesn't see why that would be relevant.

And let's not forget how he spends most of his time preparing to fight the Court.

Seeing his son's confused face, his father decided to indulge his son's curiosity.

"You know the richest man in Gotham, Bruce Wayne?"

"Hmm." Dick thought. He does remember seeing that Wayne guy on many billboards and in magazines. Dick thought that he was just some famous douche, but apparently he was more than that.

"So some rich guy is coming to see the circus, big deal, what does that have to do with us." Dick asked.

"Well that rich guy will have paparazzi with him and a whole crowd meaning a lot of customers for us." His father answered.

Understanding the situation Dick sighs and goes to his room. "Haely better pay us extra for this."

"Oh believe me he will." His father smiled.

Entering his room, dick walked towards his bed, picking up his clothes for the act. It looked exactly like his parents, minus the feather neck and long sleeves. And let's not forget the huge bird inigma that stretches from both his shoulders all the way to his abdomen. No matter how many times he sees that bird, he can never stop marveling at it. For such a small symbol it held an important meaning to him.

Family.

"Dick did you get dressed yet, we're up in 5 minutes!" His father shouted from the living room.

His father's call brought him back to reality and he hurriedly began dressing. After he was done, Dick and his parents left their tent and made their way to the circus. Little did they know a shadowy figure was standing behind their tent.

"The Graysons left their tent and are now going to Haely." The dark figure spoke, tapping onto his ear.

"Good, make sure you keep your eye on them at all times." Spoke another individual from the other line.

"Understood, but sir are you sure about not apprehending Zucco, he could cause a problem for us?" The individual said.

"No, leave him be, in fact, he might help us kill two birds with one stone. Just don't take your eyes off the Graysons, especially the child."

"Understood sir." The figure then blended with his surroundings and disappeared into the background.

Haly Circus

"Ladies and gentlemen! Boys and girls! Children of all ages! I present to you the fearless flying Graysons!" The spotlights all pointed up showing John and Mary Grayson standing on a very high platform waving at the crowd.

"As always, performing their daring feats without the safety of a net!" John jumped and grabbed the trapeze, swinging from one trapeze to another with such skill causing everyone to clap at his performance.

CLAP CLAP CLAP

"Aren't they fantastic?" A man said, clapping at the display performed by the Graysons while eating popcorn.

"Boss, why are we here watching them, I thought you're gonna make an example out of them." Said another man sitting close to his boss.

"Don't worry Ricky, I already did."

"What do you mean Ton-" Before Ricky could finish, the man handed him his popcorn box.

Confused, Ricky took the box and slowly looked inside. Even more confused he took out two metal nuts and stared at them.

"What the hell?"

The trapeze came back and Mary grabbed it and flew off, oblivious to the wires shaking. The crowd held their breath as they saw Mary jumping from the Trapeze all the way to Jhon who caught her with ease. The crowd cheers again at the marvelous performance of the trapeze artists. But as they continued swinging, the wires were slowly coming off.

"And now the youngest member of this amazing family!" The announcer spoke as the spotlights pointed towards Dick Grayson waving at the crowds. Seeing his family closing in Dick got into position and prepared to jump towards them. But before he could do that the sound of clanking got his attention and looked towards it only to be horrified at what he saw. His parents reaching close to him saw the wires coming loose. Acting quickly Dick tried to grab the wires on top of him, hoping his enhanced strength could keep them up, but he was unable to accomplish that as the wires already came out and were far from his reach. Dick panicked and tried extending his arm hoping for it to reach them despite the distance between them. But the only thing he could do was watch as his mother spoke softly to him.

"Dick.."

Before helplessly watching his parents fall to their doom.

THUD

GASP!

The crowds gasped at the sight before them, shocked by the accident that occurred. Even Ricky was stunned.

"I think the flying Graysons might have to change their name."

While his boss, Zucco cracked a joke at the horrendous sight.

Bruce Wayne POV

Not again.

He was speechless.

Not again.

He knew the pain and sadness of losing your loved ones at a very young age.

Not again.

He vowed to never ever let the same fate he endured happen again to anyone, never again.

Yet he failed.

The voice of the woman he brought as his date was blocked as she kept begging him to get out of here.

He failed.

He trained himself with blood and sweat to be prepared to stop this from ever happening again.

He failed.

Despite this being an accident, something he was unable to stop, he still felt responsible.

IT HAPPENED AGAIN.

With all his might Bruce looked up towards the devastated child, hoping in some way he could help this child ease the pain in any way possible.

But instead of seeing a crying child, grieving the loss of his parents.

All he saw was furry.

Anger.

Hatred.

And a face he knew all too well.

Vengeance.

Bruce then suddenly felt something, a feeling he knew after countless years of training and fighting off Gotham's worst, he was able to pick it up.

It was the intent to kill.

He saw the direction the boy was looking at and followed his gaze, there, this was the source of his anger.

It was a man, he was 6'0 and possibly weighed around 190 pounds. He saw the man's face and he looked shocked and frightened as if a child was caught doing something wrong. He will keep his eyes on him. But right now he has an even more present matter to attend to.

That boy, he needs to keep an eye on him as well otherwise the boy might do something he might regret later.

And that is something he has to avoid at all costs.

Tony Zucco POV

What the hell is up with this kid?!

Here he was expecting that Haly might take him seriously now after showing him he wasn't messing around.

The kid was supposed to die with them too but it didn't matter since the message was sent. Yet this kid, this circus brat no older than 8 years old, was staring at him with a look that frightened him. Does he know it was him? It can't be there is no proof that he was involved and half of Gotham's finest are under Maroni's pay, and there's no way this kid could possibly know it was him, still if there is a chance the kid knew something then he needed to take care of it.

"Ricky calls the fellas, let them take care of the kid." Zucco said.

"Um..boss the kid doesn't know anything, there's no need to-

"You going soft on me Ricky, you dealt with a lot of kids before." Zucco patted Ricky's shoulder.

"What's one more gonna do?"

"Alright, I'll give'em a call."

Dick Grayson POV

They were so close. Almost free from the Court's grasp. In just a few days his parents were going to leave this city for good and start a new life, while he remains here until he found a way to permanently eliminate the Court.

Just a few more days.

A FEW MORE FU%*ING DAYS!

{Quest Canceled}

Due to Tony Zuccos interference the quest {Escape Plan: Graysons Edition} has been canceled.

{Quest Failed}

Escape Plan: Graysons Edition

Objective: Find a way to get you and your family away from the grip of the Court of Owls.

Time Limit: Before the Court thinks you are ready to serve as a Talon.

(3 years remaining)

Rewards: 100,000 XP, Greatly increased reputation with your parents, Greatly increased affection with your parents, better standards of living.

Failure: Death of John Grayson and Mary Grayson.

Tony Zucco? He was the reason for their deaths. The quest box disappeared from view and Dick was staring back at the crowd Until a familiar face appeared. He knew that man. He was the same guy that fought with Haly and harassed him a bit.

Why is he here?

"[Observe]"

Tony Zucco

Title: Thug Boss

Race: Human

Level: 13

HP: 200/200

STR: 21

VIT: 11

DEX: 8

INT: 20

WIS: 6

CHA: 9

LCK: 3

Weakness: Like any other average human.

Bio: Zucco is a thug who works for Sal Maroni, he wanted to use Halys circus for smuggling drugs finding it easier since no one would expect a traveling circus to smuggle drugs throughout the state. He would hide this scheme under the disguise of protection money making it easier to hide the crime instead of owning the place given his history. Zucco knew that Haly would not agree to his protection services, so to convince the man he sabotaged the trapeze the Graysons, causing them to fall to their deaths.

...that's the reason.

Money?

He killed them over a business to profit?

After everything he planed, putting his life on the line just to get his parents out of Gotham only for them to be killed over money?!

Rage was all Dick felt as he started back at Zucco, no way he letting this f *ktard get away with it. He's going to take the bastard out even if the Court gets in the way.

{Revange Quest Unlocked}

An Eye For An Eye

Objective: Kill Tony Zucco and take down all of his operations, men, and everything he has.

Bonus Objective: Avoid getting caught by the Court or the Batman.

Time Limit: None.

Rewards: $500,000

Greatly increased reputation with Gothmas underground

Greatly increased reputation with Gotham's villains

Greatly decreased reputation with Gothmas Police Force

Greatly decreased reputation with Batman

Unlocks secret location of Zuccos stashed weaponry

Receive [Gothams Reaper] title

100,000,000 XP

Failure: Death

Do you accept this quest?

Yes/No

Without a second thought, Dick pressed yes.

Author here. Sorry for the late post, I know, I know its been a while but I've been busy and had no time to write, but thankfully I now have some free time and hopefully, get chapter 4 posted as soon as possible, until next time folks, Nigerundayo~!