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Side Note: When you see four dots it's be like a skip or scene change. I'm gonna try and cover all of Dick's Talon turned son life style in one chapter.
Beware the Court of Owls,
That watches all the time,
Ruling Gotham from a shadowy perch,
Behind granite and lime.
They watch you at your hearth,
They watch you in your bed,
Speak not a whispered word of them
Or they'll send the Talon for your head.
Talons were forced to have perfect memory. It was part of their training. The owls decided that a Talon must remember everything told and taught to them. That every single detail of a mission would be remembered and orders would never be forgotten.
If a master wanted a memory to be forgotten than they'd order it as such. If a talon fails in forgetting by order alone than their memory would be wiped. It was painful, even for a Talon who was trained and changed into feeling nothing more than numb or cold.
With being taken by the age of four, it left his memory holding memories over a life before the court. His training had given him the power to hold secrets over another life. Most would never remember a time in their childhood so young, would forget such days as time passes and might have a flash of images in their head when looking at an old photo, but the memory would never be clear in their mind anymore.
For him, he held the secret over remembering a few flashes of his life before the court.
Memories as learning to cartwheel before crawling. To know that he was climbing and walking on his hands before ever learning to walk with his feet. Remembering his parents clear concern over his belated teachings to walk or crawl but the proud and delighted faces over seeing him cartwheel and walk on his hands so easily.
They had known he was a flying Grayson from so early on.
He knew the comfort of peace when napping with elephant trunk wrapped around him. The pride over a lion licking him and treating him as one of his own cubs. To have cuddled with a real bear not a stuffed one.
He remembers the faint warmth that came with his parents hugs and kisses. How they'd make him feel perfectly safe in their arms and carrying him around as if he was their treasure in life.
He'd remember his father's strong hands and his mother's perfect balance. He's remember his father's bubbly laugh and his mother's sweetest smile. He'll remember the nickname given to him, a nickname full of adoration and fondness.
But he couldn't confess to knowing any of this out of fear of punishment and having those years of his life wiped.
He was the Gray son.
He was the chosen Talon by the court, he would serve them until his death and be the Talon they trusted most with their most secretive orders. He was meant to protect all of his masters and kill those that were titled as a traitor.
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FanficThis 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.