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Chapter 3: The Batman

Y/N POV

I got nervous when he asked me that. What if I was in trouble? But then I realized what he meant. Why were Joker's Goons after me? Why was I running? My mind then went back to that horrible scene. My head hang low, tears blurred my vision. I was deep in thought I didn't realize Nightwing saying my name.

"Hey, Y/N are you okay? What happened out there?"

His face and voice full of concern. I sobbed quietly. I felt a strong but gentle hand on my shoulder. I started to explain everything. From the deal my parents made to where they were killed right in front of me.

"Hey, can I tell you a secret?" He asked face covered in sadness. I nodded my head ready for his secret.

"My parents were also killed...right in front of me."
That's when I realized something. I felt like I know this guy. This story sounded familiar.

"I'm sorry."

"It's okay, I brought the man who did it to justice."

"If only I can do that. This man is a psycho path."

I mumbled but apparently he heard me because his eyes filled with anger then softened when he looked at me.

He sounded so familiar. Without evening thinking I brushed my hand by his mask. His eyes covered with the mask. I felt the urge to rip off the mask and look into his eyes. But I can't do that. That's not right. My hand fell back to the bed I was on and muttered a simple sorry.

"Nah its alright, I got that effect on most women." He smirked and winked. I felt my face warm up. He then laughed and turned serious.

"Hey, do you have place to stay or any family around here?"

I haven't even thought about that. I felt anxious. Was I going to live on the streets where Joker can easily find me and kidnap me or worse kill me? I was lost in thought when a warm hand touched my leg.

"Hey, it's ok, I'll ask my friend if he can let you stay with him. Don't worry, if you want I can come and check on you to see how you doing?"

"Are you sure it won't bother him? I mean I don't want to be bother to any one." My eyes full with concern.

"It's fine. I'm sure he won't mind. Oh about the whole justice thing, I'll find Joker and bring him down-"

"No." I said, well nearly yelled.

"Leave that to me, he needs to pay for what he's done." I said firmly, my voice full of anger.

"Hey, don't give in to vengeance, that's why I'm going to help you. I'm going to help take down Joker." He says in his all "I'm Nightwing and I'm awesome" type of voice.

"And how are you going to do that?"
I heard a dark and scary voice and there's only one person with that voice, Batman. I saw Nightwing tense up and turned around.

"How'd you get in here?" Nightwing asked, all surprised.

"It doesn't matter now. Y/N, I am sorry for your loss. Me and your parents were good friends. Before you ask, yes I knew your parents. They used to work for me. Since I looked into your background history, I decided to take you under my wing. I'll train you and let you stay in my home if you wish but you'll go on patrol until I say so and no taking on the Joker solo. Understood?"

Wow, The Batman just asked me to join him and his crew. Of course I had to say yes! But I have to act professional.

"You'll do all this for me? You don't know me. Wait, what do you mean my parents worked for you. Oh my god. Bruce?"
I got up and ran to him and hugged him. I knew he didn't look into my background. He made that up to sound more like Batman. He's been like my uncle. My parents and him are like really good friends. While I hugged him, I winced as I felt strong arms wrap around me, returning the hug. My vision blurred with tears.

"I can't believe their gone, Bruce. I miss them." I said choking up with every word I said.

He took off his mask and said
"I know, I'm so sorry I wasn't there in time, Y/N please forgive me."

"It's not your fault. It's that bastard's fault." I say while releasing him from the hug and looking at him. I noticed an awkward looking Nightwing, which I guessed is Dick Grayson. I turned around and faced him.

"So you must be Richard Grayson?"
I said smirking.

"Guilty. But please, call me Dick." He said as he took off his mask.

"Wow Dick, I must say you really changed from that clever and "whelmed" teen from school to a clever mature adult. Wait before when you said you would ask your friend, did you refer to yourself?" I giggled, looking at him. I saw a tint of pick cross over his cheeks and muttered a simple 'yeah'.
Bruce broke the reunion by asking me the question I never would've thought of.

"So Y/N, what should we call you when we are out fighting crime?" He said

"Ummmm......"
There was awkward silence until an idea came into my mind.

"I was thinking....."

Sorry if the chapter was short and sorry for the long update wait. Sorry if it's bad.