Dick Grayson x Reader

Prologue.

Y/n- your name
B/f/n- best friend name
L/n- last name
N/n- nickname
E/c- eye color
F/f- favorite food
F/c- favorite color.
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Pov: y/n
It was a late night in Gotham city, the city you just moved into with the the help of your best friend.

"Okay n/n I think that's the last box... Now we have to put them in the apartment." B/f/n said while crossing his/her arms. You guys had to walk up two plites of stairs before entering your room.

"I can put everything away b/f/n. You should go home and get some sleep, remember tomorrow is all shopping."

"You think you don't have enough clothes. Be safe here, remember only two blocks down the road.... Bye." He/she said and waved good bye. Walking down the steps. You huffed as you tried taking on of the heavy boxes in. You succeed but your arms now feel all messed up. After getting all the boxes in you unpack.

"Put these in my living room... Hope the ceiling is sturdy enough." You say as hanging up silk that you can hang from. Before you moved to Gotham you were in the Haley Circus, but then you decided that you wanted to do something more. Become a journalist.

You jump onto the silk and it supported your weight as you moved around. Which it did. You got off and continued unpacking.

"My sofa can go in my room. Hmmm... Maybe I can fit a trapeze in there too." You think as you slide your heavy sofa in your room with out making a dent. Next Is you bed, clothes and tv. After completing putting your stuff away you look at you watch.

11:30pm.

You was tired but also wanted to see how far StarBucks was before going to bed. You get your journal and a pencil and start writing things down, as you walk out your door.

It's never silent in Gotham nor safe. Crooks lurk around every corner ready to strike on the weak, getting what they want. After reading this, here I am at 11:35pm in the dark walking to Starbucks. Can you say oh my gosh I might die!

You look up around and exam everything just now realizing your decision. You swiftly turn back around and start to speed walk away, until someone grabbed your arms making you journal and pencil fall out your hand.

"Hey pretty lady. Give us your money!" Whispered the man who grabbed your arm.

"I-I do-don't have any." You stutter as you try not to be scared.

"Crooks feed on fear... Ooh nice I'm going to add that." You thought to calm you down. Another one appeared in front of you having no teeth in his mouth.

"Then we'll just have to take something from you." He smiled a michevious toothless grin.

"Oh god. He's going to take my journal! Noooooo my one year life's work! Wait he's coming closer, why did he tighten my arms.... Wait... Oh...." You thought while having pure great in your eyes.

"You still don't get it guys do you? Do I have to beat you up again?" Said a man in an all black suit with a blue bird on it.

"Is it batman?" You asked in my head knowing if it wasn't it would of offended him.

The guy who hand my arms loosened let go of you and started walking over to I'm guessing by the blue bird NightWing. You scramble to your journal and searched for your pencil. Hold on your only pencil. After not finding it you get angry and you walk over to NightWing telling him to hold your journal.

"You foul evil little cock roaches lost my only pencil!" You say as you stand in front of NightWing rolling up your shirt.

"It was my ONLY PENCIL." You say as you kicked the first guy in the face knocking out the rest of his teeth making him seem like the toothless one.

"You have know idea of important it was to me!" You say while punching the first toothless guy in the nose, probably breaking it.

"Buy a new one lady!" Said the first guy You kicked while You was walking towards your journal. You turn your head slowly glaring at them.

"I cant and won't you evil mutant rats! WHERES THE PESTICIDE WHEN YOU NEED IT!" You yelled while doing summer salutes and flipping in mid-air. Landing in a split having your feet in both of the males faces. You get up and look at the men, you laughed at how badly you damaged them. You walk over to NightWing who looked amazed by what you did.

"What? Never seen a Haley Circus in your face?" You asked as you walk back over to the pencil that you lost. You attempt for looking for it but NightWing already had it in his hands.

"It flew over to me, so I caught it." He said while handing you your pencil. You instantly look at the poor men you just beat up because you thought they made you loose your pencil.

"I am so sorry!" You say as you walk over to them. They attempt to move so you kicked them in their heads again.

"Reflex!" You say in defense while throwing your hands up. You open up your journal and read what you last had.

It's never silent in Gotham nor safe. Crooks lurk around every corner ready to strike on the weak, getting what they want. After reading this, here I am at 11:35pm in the dark walking to Starbucks. Can you say oh my gosh I might die!

You look up and start running to your apartment which was only about 1/5 a mile away. When you got up your stairs you go into your room and began jotting down what happened while getting really sleepy.

The crook tightened my arms and all I could think was crooks feed off of fear. When I thought it was the last of my virginty, the mask vigilantly came and stopped them before anything bad happened. I of course helped a lot.... When it was all over the two men were laying on the ground in pain as the mask vigilante gave me my things. His name could soak into anyone memory.... NightWing, thank you.

You finish writing and go to bed.