Fall : A Dick Grayson(Robin)/young justice + Bat family, Fanfic

Beginning to the End

(i just really love this song, and it really does relate to the bats)

Dick fell, he fell for what felt like an eternity; he knew he would soon await the same fate his parents did many years ago. Dick was scared of dieing, but it was the only way he could protect them; Bruce, his brothers, his friends, Wally. He knew by falling, the court of owls would let them go, they wouldn't force him to watch as his loved ones were tortured and killed; this way they would be safe.
~~x~~
Hours Earlier

Dick sat on his bed, reading what was going on between Roy and Wally; they were all on a group chat together, but the two red heads had gotten into an argument about something (to be honest, dick lost track on what they were arguing about; it started with one subject and was now on another). After the two hour mark, he decided that now would be a good time to break them up.
D <Guys you know i'm still here, could you stop arguing. It's been 2 hours>
W <He started it>
R <It's been that long. waw>
W <fine we'll stop. But only once Roy admits that team Iron Man is better>
R <No way>
D <please don't start again>
'So that's what they ended up arguing about' Dick thought to himself.
R <Team cap will always be better>
W <NEVER!!!!!! Dick you agree with me right>
D <sorry but Roy's right. Cap's team is lead by trust and loyalty not money and the fact they're told to fight>
W <But Tony's got the best team. Spider-man people! SPIDER-MAN!!!!>
Dick giggled to himself, Wally can be so childish sometimes, he should know that a good team isn't built by what people there are but how they treat one another; he thought by being on a team himself he'd know that.

Their argument went on for the littlest while longer, till they all agreed to disagree (well Wally agreed, he would never turn on his beloved peter parker). There was then a knock on Dicks bedroom door. "Master Richard, dinner is ready." came the familiar english accent.
"Be right there!" Dick yelled, he turned to his phone to say his farewells to his friends and bounded down the stairs to wards the dinning area. He stepped through the large archway to be presented with a long oak table surrounded by chairs. On the right side of the table sat Damian and Tim; they were arguing as always. To the left sat Jason; he sat quietly, no doubt listening to music through his ear phones, trying to ignore the brats sitting across from him.
Dick smiled. Nothing was out of the ordinary (or is it out of the odd; this house is never ordinary).

He walked over to behind the two small birds and scruffed their hair; automatically they stopped. Tim sat back down and started to eat, Damian turned around; face flushed with anger, but his eyes lit up with joy when he saw his brother.
"Grayson..." he squealed with delight, he shook his head, cleared his throat and put on a more serious face; hiding the fact he had just been really cute,"Grayson, could you tell Drake to stop bugging me?" dick smiled at him, "sure. Tim stop bugging baby bat". Tim rolled his eyes and went back to eating.

Alfred soon walked in through the kitchen carrying Dicks dinner on a tray. Said boy sat down beside his baby bat, and the tray was placed in front of him.
"Thanks, Alfred." he said and started at the food; the butler walked back into the kitchen. Dick looked around more, taking in the surroundings; he realised Bruce was now were to be seen; obviously out again (sometimes Dick thinks Bruce has no time for family any more)