Merthur/Merlin one shot

Merlin in Dc crossover (Merthur) part 1

A|N I just thought why not write a Dc crossover. This will be something that will have many parts, so far 8  but it might get more for sure. I was, wanting to make Richard, Wally and Merlin have a friendship maybe even a brotherly bond. 

And before this starts Trigger warning: In this one shot there will be mentioning of suicidal thoughts, and almost doing it. Anything that comes with this topic. Just thought I mention it knowing that there could for some that it's triggering.  

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Merlin has been unsure how or what to do. There was nothing left for him. Not even one person that would care for him. Or that was what he believed because he doubted that Richard Grayson would really care for him. Even now it was still absurd that he choose to be friends with him. This made him feel all alone and it was not really that surprising with how he stayed away from people. There was no way that he could stay close to anyone when knowing that they could just die.

His immortality was making him decide to stay away from anyone or staying cold towards the once that were trying to stay in contact with him. A mistake that he regretted now. Maybe he should just end his life. It would be better then having to continue his misery. Not to mention that even now 800 years later the other had not been coming back.

A heavy dread felt him when thinking that the dragon had lied to him. By now he wasn't even remembering much about camelot any longer. It was unsurprising with how long time went by. His memory could not even remember the faces of the people from them.

All in all he felt miserable. That was why he was standing on top of one of the building in gotham. Surely no one would be bother stopping him. This place was littering with crimes so one person dead to this city was surely not mattering.

A bitter laugh escaped out of him. This laugh might also sound a bit hysteric and not too surprising with how his mental state was really bad right now. There were times were he felt the urge to harm himself too. Either way he knew that right now he was not in the mental state to stop himself from doing this.

"Hey." A sudden deep male voice replied softly.

It startled him and he almost losing his balance because of this. But lucky with his reflexes he manged to get it back.

"How about you step away from there?" The tone was softly said once again and when looking back he gaped.

In front of him was the nightwing. With his typical hero costume. Black and a blue bird symbol. The same mask that was also black and the short, fluffy, slight curly black hair. The height was a bit more then his, around 3 cm to be exact.

Seeing a hero now behind him, making him wince. He caused issues and he was sure that the other had better things to do then stop by.

"Uh..." He couldn't even get something out other then this.

Now someone wants to help him after many times he felt long over the point that he wanted to be stopped. By now he wanted to end this all. But now someone was here. It was funny how now that he was feeling the urge to -what do the kiddo's call it... oh yeah- yeet himself off this building. This word made him muse slightly as it sounded funny.

"Okay, how about you talk?" The tone was calm, soothing, understanding yet the concern was also heard and it made him unsure how to feel of this hero.

He knew that Nightwing was loved by many and he could understand now why. This person was someone kind and he wondered how he could ignore him. But he couldn't. So he let out a sigh and decided to slowly sit down with legs dangling from the ledge.

"What exactly do you want to talk?" He muttered with a soft yet timid voice.

The footsteps slowly approached and then stopping. There was nothing said for a moment and then he could hear them sit right next to him. It made him fidget slightly even less knowing what this person was planning to do.