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He's not sure how long he's been able to see them.
Most likely all his life.
He never really got a chance to ask his first father if it ran in the family or not.
His second father had assumed he had made an invisible friend to cope with his grief.
And living in the orphanage taught him to keep his secret hidden from anyone and everyone.
Leaving him to ignore those who walked breathing time his third father came along.
Ghosts aren't transparent, not to him at least.
They're not deathly pale either.
He can hear them talk, hear them laugh and see them show so much emotions as if they were still alive.
He's seem some walk through walls and another's trapped in a repeating routine of a normal life they had before their untimely deaths.
They don't look dead.
No broken bones, no blood stained clothing or dulled eyes.
They're as much alive as the living and making it seem impossible to tell the living and dead apart.
Some turn to him for help once they've realized he's taken notice over them when no one else ever had.
Some offer their help, wanting to do some good with the one person who can actually accept their help.
Sometimes he helps, sometimes he accepts the help but most of the time, he ignores them.
He can't risk seeming crazy and he can only fake a phone call so many times in a day with the limited people he actual had phone numbers over.
He wouldn't allow himself to be labelled as insane.
He couldn't.
Maybe that's how he easily grew attached to the most cheerful, bubbly and helpful ghost he's ever met.
He knew his name.
Every protégé, sidekick and hero knew over the name.
None were brave enough to speak it outside of the stories told.
Robin.
He was a hero.
Died so young.
He was a documented hero, first of their kind.
Born when Circus folk's were seen as freaks and spat upon.
He was a colourful hero.
Red, Green and Yellow made up the costume written about him.
Silks and cotton filled his hero uniform, rope with a metal hook on the end formed his gravelling hook and a mask with string hid his identity.
Some might have laughed over how unprepared the boy was to stand as a hero.
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Night-Shots (Oneshots)
FanfictionThis is a oneshot book that'd cover some of the male ships involving Nightwing/Dick Grayson. I won't cover them all and I'll make sure to add the ship name within the title for everyone to click on the ones they prefer.
