Viper (Superboy x Batsis!Reader)

Chapter Nine: More Information

"I'm fine," I insisted as I sat next to Dick Grayson in the Batmobile.

"Yes, Father did not need to bring us all the way to Gotham," Damian added from the back seat.

"Bruce wants to hear what you found from Simon Field," Dick answered. "And he wanted to make sure both of you are alright, at least that's what Alfred said."

"It's not that we don't miss you and the rest of the Wayne clan," I said, resulting in Dick ruffling my hair. "But you more than anyone understands why I separated myself from him."

"I've found you really can never get away from that guy," Dick scoffed. "Just think of this as a bragging session."

"What are you talking about Grayson?" Damian chimed.

"You two discovered more about Simon Field than the Batman did," Dick smirked.

"True," I grinned. "Hear that Dami?"

"I don't need a successful mission to prove that I'm better than Batman," Damian scoffed.

I rolled my eyes as we drove into the familiar Batcave. "Nothing seems to have changed," I said as Dick parked the car.

"Nope," Dick confirmed, opening the roof. I jumped out, wincing when my feet hit the solid metal.

"Ah, Master Damian, Miss Y/n," the familiar English accent rang through my ears, making me grin.

"Hello, Alfred," I said, turning to see Alfred standing with a silver tray, three cups sitting upon it.

"Your hot chocolate Miss," he said, handing me one of the cups.

"Thank you, Alfred," I chuckled, wincing again.

"Are you alright Miss Maxi?"

"A few bruises," I shrugged.

"Like father like daughter," Dick said, standing next to me.

"Adopted daughter," Damian added.

"Oh, thank you, I almost forgot you know?" I sarcastically.

"It's like you never left," Alfred sighed walking away.

"Where's the bat himself?" Dick asked.

"Damian, Y/n," Bruce's deep voice said from behind us.

"Why do you always have to do that?" I said, turning around.

"It's... good to see you two," Bruce said, pulling down his mask. "What did you find out about Field?"

"Those girls that have been disappearing are connected to him," I started. "He finds girls that don't care, that just want to party and he tells them about his club. They come and his guards take them. Then, he takes them to an island where his buyer's men collect the girls."

"Who's his buyer?" Bruce asked, narrowing his eyes.

"He doesn't know," Damian answered. "We found this." He tossed the Luther tech gun to Bruce.

"Luthor tech?" he said, examining it.

"It was using Kryptonite as it's power source," I said. "One of our teammates got hit."

"The clone," Bruce assumed.

"His name's Conner," I said, narrowing my eyes.

"We've met." Bruce walked to one of his scanners and placed the gun under it. "Luther isn't the buyer," he said as the gun appeared on the screen. "He's too high maintenance to be sex trafficking teenage girls."

"Yes, we established that," Damian stated. "But whoever the buyer is, they're paying with Luther tech."

"Y/n, you found this out?" Bruce asked, looking at me.

"Just the way you trained me," I shrugged.

"She bruised her ribs," Damian said, crossing his arms.

"Just a little," I added.

"I want both of you to stay here, just for the weekend," Bruce said.

"Why?" Damian asked. "Not that I don't enjoy your company, Father."

"I haven't seen you in a while," Bruce answered. "I thought it'd be... nice to spend a weekend together."

"Since when have you wanted to be all family-friendly?" I asked, cocking an eyebrow.

"He just wants to keep an eye on us," Damian said, stepping forward. "We are not children. We can take care of ourselves."

"It's not like that Damian," Dick insisted.

"You really just want to spend a weekend with your kids?" I asked. Bruce nodded. "I guess the Wayne children are back from boarding school." 

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