R P.OV
Well the painkillers wore off. I still think it is best to leave and start over somewhere else. I have until tomorrow morning to get the hell out of doge.
One of the good things about patrolling Gotham and busting the bad guys is that I know where the people who make forgeries will set up. I run downstairs and tell Alfred i'm going for a walk, I quickly grab a wig and change clothes so no one recognizes me and head to the bad part of Gotham city. As I walk down the street no one recognises me, why should they, no one expects Richard Grayson down in the slums of gotham.
After ten minutes of walking (finding forgers doesn't take long in Gotham) I come to a worn down building with strange symbols painted on the front. Though the symbols change from time to time this is how you tell that theres a business here.
Half an hour later I emerge with a passport, birth certificate and a fake ID. All three say that my name is Alexander Johnson and that I was born in gotham city (my original ones acknowledge that i was born in Romania) Bruce and Alfred can't trace any money back to me because I didn't pay, somehow I scraped together a deal that I, a) wouldn't tell the police, and most importantly b) I could keep batman from coming and busting them up tonight.
I get back to the manor as fast as I can considering my injuries and stitches I don't want to break (that would cause me to bleed everywhere since Bats and Alfie still don't know) when I get back Alfred is freaking out because I've been gone for about an hour I tell him that I was walking and lost track of time, he seems to accept this for now. We eat dinner in silence but afterwards I get up to my room as fast as I can and start packing.
I pack some money, some food I pinched from the kitchen, two changes of clothes, a knife, and two rolls of bandages(to keep both my wounds and my wings in check) I also pack my flying graysons poster, as I zip my bag closed my elbow hits the bedside table and something falls with a thunk.
I go to pick it up and I notice that it's a picture of the team and I all smiling and enjoying ourselves, I'm going to miss them. I place the photo back on the table and tell myself that I'll be back someday.
I hear alfred starting to go to bed, and I sit on my bed and start to unwrap the bandages around my torso. I put on a shirt that i've cut two holes in the back of so I can wear it while flying, then grab my bag and throw open the window. I step onto the windowsill and unfurl my wings.
I flap them twice just enjoying the feeling of freedom,my left wing is still sore from the beating I took but my wings heel faster than the rest of me so it should be fine. I hear Bruce go down to the batcave and I jump.
I create an updraft for my wings to catch on and I soar up to a height where no one will see me, this is one of those times I wish for black wings instead of white ones.
The stars are beautiful above the city.
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FanfictionRobin, and his parents had/have powers and stuff happens (This is my first piece of writing so im bad at writing descriptions and the chapters might be a little short im sorry the black cat is just because i had nothing else at the moment) Thank yo...