Dick Grayson one shots

To be a hero

This chapter is dedicated to Martipuh17 for their request. I hope y'all enjoy it

It's mirrorverse so it may be slightly confusing... basically Batman and all his protégés are villains, making Jason a good guy when he rebels after he comes back to life...

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Jason's eyes flicked toward his fire escape when he heard tapping on the window pane.

There he was... Talon.

Dick was leaning heavily against the window of Jason's apartment, using one of his gloved fingers to tap lightly against the glass.

Jason stood with a sigh and opened the window, jumping back as Dick fell into the room with a groan.

"Why are you here?" Jason asked, not bothering to be concerned over his brother's apparent dramatics.

"I need help," Dick said weakly.

"You know it's kinda my job as a crime fighting vigilante to turn you in right?" Jason asked, folding his arms.

"I was hoping you wouldn't remember that part," Dick said, pulling off his mask to reveal his golden eyes.

"You literally could've gone to any of your other buddies in crime, heck, you could've gone to the bat himself, yet you choose to come to me. Why is that?" Jason asked, folding his arms over his chest.

"Have you even met Bruce? His bedside manor isn't exactly what I'd call comforting. And all the others have kinda followed him in that path... Besides, you were the closest," Dick said, using the wall to sit up.

"I don't understand why you still involve yourself with that maniac," Jason said. "Well," he added after a few minutes. "What do you need my help with?"

"This," Dick said, voice strained. He removed his hand from his chest to reveal hundreds of shards of metal stuck in his side.

Jason gasped. "Dickie... what happened?"

"Ran into some cops," Dick said with a grimace. He took another rattling breath before launching into a fit of wet coughs. "Guess they figured out how to deal with someone like me."

"Your quick healing..." Jason muttered, noticing how each of the shards had healed into Dick's skin.

"Y-ya," Dick said through clenched teeth. "Jay, please... I need help," he pleaded.

Jason's brow furrowed. "One condition," he said. "You have to give up your life of crime."

"Jay," Dick whimpered. He shifted slightly, letting out a quiet cry of pain and coughing out a bit of blood. Yep, he definitely had some punctured organs... He groaned as his eyes flickered shut... so tired.

"Dick," Jason called, shaking him.

Dick whimpered when his side lit up with pain. "I-I'll d-do it. J-just... hnngh h-h-help me," he mumbled, his eyes sliding shut again.

Jason quickly helped Dick up and into his bathroom where he grabbed his med kit and began extracting the porcupine quill-like shards of metal from all over his brother's side.

"Stay awake!" Jason said, lightly shaking Dick's shoulder when his eyes started to drift close.

Dick's eyes opened again and he let out a pained whimper. "'M so tired..."

"You need to keep your eyes open Dick... How... How about you tell me how this all happened," Jason said, knowing he had to do something to keep Dick awake until he was done removing the shards.