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Loving Brother

Dick was furious. Not your everyday, normal, "Oh I'm a bit angry, nothing to get pissy about."No. Grayson was full on 'steaming out of the ears' Fuming.

He was pissed.

Someone hurt his little brothers.

Jason was on the floor of the manor by the door. That was what he noticed when he first got back from Blüdhaven.

His brother was sprawled out on the floor, covered with his own blood. Thankfully, the injurie wasn't that bad and was easily fixed by some bandages. The boy was still unconscious though, so that was a problem.

Dick left all of his belongings next to the couch he left Jason on. Dick looked around the house from where he was standing.

Tim was on the stairs, sideways with e a bird-a-rang in his hand. He quickly put the weapon back in it's pouch on the hidden utility belt, fixed up his small wounds, and put the boy on the couch next to his other brother.

He then went off looking for Alfred and Bruce.

Alfred was in the hallway upstairs, in front of a broken vase and a tipped over vanity cabinet. There was a single bullet hole in straight through his arm, which was good in the sence that Dick wouldn't have to surgically remove the bullet himself.

He wrapped up the wound with gauze and carefully left him on the couch with the boys.

He then found Bruce in his study, slumped back in his swivel chair with a bullet through his skull. Dick covered his mouth so that he wouldn't puke out his recent lunch. He slowly stepped closer to his adoptive father. Bruce and Damian called him twenty minutes ago.

Twenty minutes ago....

What happened in twenty minutes?

Letting his eyes drift to his surroundings, he realized something looking at a recent family photo...

Where is Damian?

He knew that if Damian thought he was in any danger whatsoever, he would go straight to the cave. And since he was on that call with Bruce... He probably saw how everything played out.

And knowing Damian, he's looking for revenge.

Dick quickly opened the clock to the Batcave, fixed the time, and ran down the stairs to the cave.

Once he was down there, no sign of Daimian could be found. He looked around and saw the New Robin suit out of it's case.

Dick sighed and shook his head.

He quickly sat in the chair of the Batcomputer, giving him flashbacks from when he was Batman, and quickly hacked into the system to find out where his little brother was located.

Haley Circus grounds.

Dick groaned and whined for a second before actually getting up and changing into his Nightwing suit.

Nightwing now tried to look for a vehicle to use since the Batmobile is currently in use.

He found a black and blue motorcycle owned by Jason and rode out of the cave with it.

He drove past red lights and wove through all types of traffic before going off a main road and into the greener parts of Gotham.

He drove for a few more seconds before he stopped infront of the tattered tent. When the show went horribly wrong, all the crewmates just packed up their individual stuff and left on the Haley Circus train, leaving the tent and a few other things behind.

He heard sounds of fighting inside and quickly ditched the bike and ran inside.

He ducked behind the bleachers when he saw a few men trying to fight Robin. He really couldn't stand their pathetic attempt, however Robin was getting beaten up fairly good.

He swiftly climbed up the old rope ladder to the trapeze and had to take a deep breath once he got to the top. It's been a while since he's been up here.

Nightwing shook his head, clearing up the horrid thoughts, and grabbed onto the rope with one hand, and whistled with the other.

Once he caught Robin's attention, he swung down and grabbed the boy who was reaching out to him at the last possible second.

Once they were safely back on the platform, Robin clutched onto Dick's suit.

"They killed him! T-They killed him! I-I know he didn't really feel like a f-father, b-but now he's-he's..." Nightwing hushed him and patted down his hair.

"I'll go take care of these guys, okay?"

"P-Please don't die..."

"I won't."

(Was going to end it here, but since I never update, ever, I'll put in a bit more.)

Nightwing grabbed onto the rope and slid halfway down before letting go and doing some unnecessary flips.

He landed with a summersalt and a threatening pose.

"Who killed Bruce Wayne?"

No one spoke.

"No takers then? Huh, shame, I was going to go easy on the ones who didn't. However, since nobody is claiming, I guess I'll have to kill you all!

Nightwing pulled out his ecrisma sticks and started beating them half to death. The only thing holding him back was his promise he made when he first became Robin.

I shall not kill.

Once the men were covered in their own blood, but still breathing, Nightwing went back up the trapeze and got his little bird.

Robin eventually passed out while up there. Nightwing sighed, brought both him and Robin down, and cradled the small bird into6 his chest.

He supposed he was going to take  you of them now, even if he didn't want to.

Dick walked to the Batmobile, putting Robin in the passenger seat and the motorcycle in the trunk. Once seated himself, he dialled the police and gave them his location.

He left the lot before the police could arrive or question them. He took off their masks and placed them under the dashboard with notepads and sunglasses that were all bat shaped.

Dick started rambling. He was speaking complete nonsense about how he was a horrible brother and wasn't fit to be a caretaker and he couldn't do this, not with his rambunctious bunch, not alone, never alone. Why did he have to this, he couldn't do this, he didn't know how to do this, most of his parental figures are dead now! Why, why him, he couldn't, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no-

"Grayson, please..."

"Oh, hey little guy. Decide to take a nap on the high rise."

"Gray-, Dick, please, don't leave us."

"Oh, I promise you, I wont."

~~2 years later~~

"yOU LIAR, YOU PROMISED! YOU PROMISED YOU WOULDN'T LEAVE US! PLEASE! PLEASE KEEP YOUR EYES OPEN! DON'T GO TO SLEEP, DON'T DIE ON ME! YOU PROMISED, DICK, YOU- YOU PROMISED YOU WOULD NEVER EVER LEAVE US!"

"I'm sor-ry little guy, I didn't w-ant to break m-y promise..."

"Please... please please plEASE PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE!! NOOO! DON'T GO!"

"I'm sorry..."

"NOOOOOOOOOO"

~~END~~

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