Just a 'normal' girl living a 'normal' life. Will this all go downhill when she moves to Gotham City. Will she find love with all the challenges? Read to find out.
*I don't own any of these images nor any of these characters apart from my OCs*
Dicks pov:
As soon as Tim took the last step too the floor ,he scrambled away from the ladder and the troublesome chandelier. "Never do that again Timmy." I said breathing out in relief. "I must agree with Master Grayson in this case." Alfred contributed before walking out the room. "As eventful as that was ,I still need coffee." Tim commented pulling away from the hug. "Go. I'll catch up later." I replied. Shrugging he walks away ,probably to find the nearest coffee pot.
*time skip*
Slumping down on my bed ,I begin to remember the day I got my soul marks.
*flashback* Four years ago
Rollingout the way of the Riddler's cane ,I jump back to my feet and throw a punch to his gut. Landing the punch he doubles over in pain as I take the time to swiftly back away. "You can't dodge me forever birdie!" Riddler called out as he stood up straight. "I know. But he can." I reply tilting my head as Batman lands behind him. "Wha-" The Riddler began turning around just in time to be hit straight in the face. "One punch wonder. Nice." I commented.
"You go. I'll stay with him till the cops come." Bats replied. "M'kay. See ya round." I shrugged before grappling away.
*time skip*
Landing on a roof top with a soft thud ,I stand quietly whilst observing crime alley. Hearing slurred and drunken shouting a couple streets over ,I go to swing over before a burning runs throughout my torso. Dropping the grappling hook to the floor ,I clutch anywhere I can hoping to dull the pain. Once it faded ,I decide to look at my (left) wrist first. Then my (right) forearm. After that -and with much struggle- my ribs (on the right side of his ribs).
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Damians soul mark. Right forearm.
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Tim's soul mark. Left wrist.
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Jason's soul mark. Right rib cage.
Before I could admire the ties to my other halves. A splitting pain from my left hip makes me fall onto my knees ,groaning. Once the pain was over ,I tug down the waistband and stare at the fourth mark.
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Isabella's soul mark. Left hip.
"Awesome!" I exclaim grinning. "What is Master Dick?" I heard Alfred question through the coms. "You'll find out soon enough." I reply cryptically.
*flashback over* Present day
Smiling I close my eyes and slowly drift off to sleep.
