Chapter 1: Jason Todd

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There's going to be narration in the third person.

TW: Cursing, Violence & Trauma

Present:

Y/N's POV:

I heard my alarm go off like crazy. I slapped the top of it to make it shut up. I got out of bed and started walking to my dingey small cramp apartment. I decided to make myself a cup of coffee, I also turned on the TV to listen to the news.

"Good morning Gotham!" the news reporter happily greets everyone who might be watching "Yesterday's events were quite interesting today, someone who's not part of Batman's crew, was able to stop Scarecrow! We don't exactly know who she is because she always flees before we can interview her, but the people have given her a name, Scorpion-"

'Well, that's enough news of the day...' I thought to myself and sipped my coffee, I then turned around and looked at my vigilante uniform, narration time:

I'm Y/N L/N. 22 years old, one of the vigilantes of Gotham. No, I do not work for or with Batman. You may be wondering how did I end up here? Well here's the thing, my biological mom and dad were drug addicts, and they built a meth lab in the basement and kicked me out of the house because they said I was a mistake. Next thing you know, it exploded, nothing but ashes. Had to go to a funeral with an empty casket. 

I probably would've been dead since I was a 6-year-old living on the dangerous streets of Gotham. But no, the mother-fucking Joker decided to take me in, and my naive ass followed him. He kept care of me, taught me how to do...You know murderous things, my hands aren't exactly the cleanest. But...he'll beat me up sometimes even when he is not mad at me. Left him at the age of 10. Now, I'm out for him.

Now at 10, this is where I thought that I was probably going to die. But no, a nice old woman decided to take care of me for the rest of my child-teenage years...Well not exactly, she died a couple of years after keeping care of me. She had no kids so she left everything she had to me. Money, the apartment, and her cat, Luna. After she passed, social workers made me go to school and everything. They said I'm a real smart kid and I have an IQ of 160, even when both of my parents were crackheads.

And now I'm a college student trying to pay all of my student debt before I graduate this year. Also, a strong vigilante that nobody knows about. The End.

I looked at the clock, it was almost 8. Time to head to school, I placed some cat food into a bowl and placed it in front of Luna. She purrs softly, I stroked her head gently and closed my apartment door. I got out of the apartment building.

"Hey! Y/N! You have to pay rent tonight, and that is final!" I hear Mr. Harrison scolds me

"Yeah, got it, Mr. Harrison," I tell him, I then see the bus and I quickly hopped on, paid, and sat down on a seat, I then put on my earphones and listened to some music to calm my nerves down, I then feel someone poking my shoulder, I turned around and I saw Tim Drake, he waves at me

"Good morning," he smiles brightly at me, he was a freshman in my college

"Morning," I said, I then noticed his older brother, who is in the same year as me, Jason Todd

"Sup," he says, I nodded my head. Jason Todd adopted son of Bruce Wayne. We're acquaintances, but not friends, since we're in different classes and majors, I'm a Business Major and he is an English Major, we then reached the school and I then hopped off the bus 

"See y'all around," I said not looking back, and walked toward class

Jason's POV:

"Smooth..." Tim says teasingly "Real smooth..."

"Shut the fuck up," I said, I then see Y/N walking farther and farther away, she was always somewhat interesting to me. She's so calm and mature for her age, the 22-year-old girls I know are always partying and trying to get into people's pants

"Oh! Bruce texted us," Tim says looking at his phone

"What is it now?" I groaned

"He says that we have a family meeting tonight at the manor," he says 

After Class:

Y/N's POV:

The first class of the day wasn't so bad. I looked at my watch, it was 12:00 pm. That means I have 2 hours till marketing class. I should probably go and eat lunch at the dining hall. I walked to the dining hall and got myself a ham and cheese sandwich, chocolate pudding, and a fruit cup. It tasted like shit...

"Doesn't school lunches taste like shit?" I hear a familiar low voice speaking to me, I looked up and saw Jason 

"Well Jason, unlike you I'm not privileged enough to not get the free school lunch," I stated, he then chuckles softly and sits across from me, he then takes out his lunch from a paper bag and reveals pasta with tomato sauce and meatballs

"I'll trade you my lunch made by Alfred for the chocolate pudding and fruit cup," he states, I raised my eyebrows and thought about it for a moment, I then decided to take the offer, I then threw the sandwich into the trash that was 25 feet away

"You're good at aiming," Jason comments

"Thanks. And I'll take your pasta and here is your chocolate pudding and fruit cup," I said handing it to him, he chuckles and hands me the pasta, I then took a bite

"This is fucking good," I pointed out "Compliments to Alfred,"

"Glad that you like it," he smirks

Jason's POV:

I then felt a buzz on my phone and looked at the text that Tim sent.

TimSucks: Did you steal my pasta that Alfred made?!?!?!?!?!?

Me: No.

TimSucks: ...
                      You're a liar.

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