I've made a Random book if y'all haven't seen that already. Check it out. Or don't. It's not really a book. Just random.

Okay but...

For a while I forgot this book actually existed like.... oops? But then that comment chain happened and ... yeah. Some of you will know what I'm talking about.

"Happy Birthday to You! Happy Birthday to Youu." A young Dick Grayson smiled as he sat on the chairs of a wooden table on his birthday, a small frosted cake in front of him.

"Happy Birthday dear Dick! Happy Birthday to you!" The people singing in around him consisted of his parents and pretty much all of the circus members who had come to grow to care for him.

"Happy Birthday Dickie." Jack Haley patted the younger boys shoulder as a friendly gesture.

"Thank you, Uncle Haley!" He replied with a cheesy grin. His eyes wavered to the the cake, it wasn't much to be honest. The best thing it had going for it was the lit candle that was in the shape of the number 9, but he loved it anyways, despite whether other kids his age had much more.

Dick turned to see his parents walking up to him, his mom speaking first,"Happy Birthday my little Robin. I hope you have a wonderful day." They both wrapped him in a large hug.

"Don't get too fat from your cake, we have a show in Gotham coming up soon." His father joked.

He let out a giggle as he smiled, not one problem in his mind...

Dick instantly shot up from the bed in which he was lying on. Unfortunately, he regretted his actions right away as a his body responded with pain, causing him to fall back on the soft mattress. Dick looked around, doing his best to discover where he currently was. After a moment he was able to decipher that he was in the infirmary room of Mount Justice. He could easily tell because of the few times he had been forced to recover here ever since he first met the heroes.

The teen turned his head only to see Batman standing at his side, a worried expression written across his face,"You seemed to be in pain a moment before you woke up. Was that due to your injuries?"

"Jus' a flashback." Dick closed his eyes and let out a sigh.

Batman placed a hand on the boy's arm,"Dick, what happened." Dick kept his eyes closed, not even commenting on the use of his real name.

"In my flashback? It was pretty cheesy to be honest. If I tell ya, you're just gonna cringe o' cry." His words were slurred together as he spoke. He was obviously exhausted and in no condition to be thinking straight.

"No, that is not what I am talking about. I am talking about the fact that Deathstroke attacked you earlier. You had previously led me to believe that you had killed him."

Dick groaned,"Oh... " Dick began to recall the confrontation with his old master,"Yeah, well funny story, he has supa' healing, and... I shoulda shot him in the head." Dick let his head roll to the side, his body in pain and his fatigue evident.

"How long have you known that he's been alive?" Batman squinted his eyes, suddenly piecing together why Renegade had been so anxious the past few days.

"Anothe' funny story... You see... tha' criminal who I owed money in Central... Yeah, tha' wa' him." With each phrase said by Renegade, a loud breath was released.

Batman visibly tensed as he realized he had so easily been lied to. When Renegade had told Batman the story of what had happened in Central, the Dark Knight had not entirely believed him, but he has refused to push any further. A decision in which he was now regretting.

"Not telling me that he was alive was possibly the dumbest move you could have made. He would have killed you had I not been there. Why did you keep that a secret from me?"

"No, he wouldn't 'ave. He jus' wants me back as his slave to torture meh. Plus, goin back to 'im would have been the dumbest move." Batman did not fail to notice that Renegade had not answered his question, but he realized that it would be better to approach the boy with the question when he had fully recovered.

"Do you plan to go back to him?"

"Hell nah. I may be not the brightest crayon in the toolbox, but I am not dumb...wait... das not what I meant to say..."

Batman sighed, noticing that he didn't have long until the ebony would fall back asleep,"I will have to admit, it was a smart move on your part to use your bracelet to alert me of your location while you were in danger. Though you wouldn't have had to do so if you had told me the situation in the first place."

"Mhmm, I'm a genius... And I couldn't tell you, cause you were bein bitchy at that time."

The bat themed hero shook his head,"Go ahead and rest. You'll need it. Oh, and the team is really worried about you. They may come and visit later if that's okay."

"Heh, guess my slaves miss their owner."

"In the meantime, I'll see what I can find out about where Deathstroke has been this whole time. Maybe I'll find some sort of lead on his current location. I may not return until tomorrow."

"Try not to have too much fun without me... Actually, you prob don't know what fun is... bein' broody and all..."

"Get some rest."

"Mhmm,"The second Dick heard the door close, meaning Batman had exited, he immediately allowed himself to succumb to sleep, his mind drifting into unconsciousness.

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The next day when Dick woke up, he was surprised to see the team huddled around his bed, arguing over something quite loudly.

"How was I supposed to know?!" Wally threw his hands up.

"He was in Central that day. You should have asked him!" Artemis replied with a shake of her head.

"Artemis, Renegade would have lied to him. I'm sure Wally did everything he could." Kaldur did his best to calm down the teenagers.

"But why would he even need to lie in the first place? Does he not trust us?" This came from M'gann.

"Maybe, but knowing Renegade, he would probably not tell us just to troll us all." Connor added.

After listening in, the young ebony decided he had heard enough and decided to announce his consciousness to the team

"What are you turds doing in here?" Dick smirked, feeling much more energized than earlier.

"Renegade! Did we wake you?" M'gann frowned.

"Of course not! It's not like you guys were yelling in here right next to me or anything! ... Oh, wait..." He deadpanned the last part.

"Whoops, sorry, Ren, but you're okay!"

"Okay? I'm great. I'm stellar. How dare you call me just okay?"

"Ugh," Connor groaned,"He was better off sleeping."

"Hey, while I definitely do enjoy sleeping much more than facing reality, I don't appreciate being attacked like that!"

"Don't be rude, Connor!"The young boy was then enveloped into a hug by a certain emotional Martian,"You could have died!" He winced at the sudden pressure causing her to pull back with a quiet apology.

"I could die every time I get out of my bed, Miss M. I'm fine."

"I'm honestly surprised you were able to withstand Deathstroke that long." Artemis spoke,"He's one of the best."

"I mean, what can I say? I'm pretty amazing." Dick winked.

Kaldur shook his head,"You should not kept the secret of Deathstroke being alive from us. By doing so, you put your life on the line."

"He is right, that was a dumb move." Superboy added, much to everyones surprise.

"I knew you liked my insults!" Dick threw his hand with a pointing finger.

"Whatever helps you sleep at night."

"Point, Renegade!" He threw his bandaged hand up in the air as a sign of victory.

After a moment of silence Kaldur spoke up,"With Deathstroke being alive, and his location unknown to us, you will have to be monitored a lot more closely and will not be allowed out on the streets alone."

"Am I going on a Princess Protection Program?"

Artemis sighed,"Call it what you want, but
Renegade you have to take this seriously unless you plan to go back to being an apprentice."

Renegade nodded,"Got it, Arty. Don't worry about me, like you said, I'm amazing."

"I never-"

"Plus the whole apprentice ordeal is so overrated. Been there, done that. I'll just be my own person. Sounds better on a resumé."

"Without killing, correct?" M'gann silently added.

The once assassin took a moment to reply,"....Just for you, Miss M."

She let out a large smile, grateful that she had previously refused to erase his true memories. Had she done that, she could only imagine the killer they would have on their hands.

Ugh.... I need to write an interesting chapter soon... These are killing me :/

And by that... I mean this one... it bored me tbh but idk school has drained all of my creativity.