Leslie's POV
Dick decides it's best to tell him I know his identity.
"Dick, why the hell are you telling him?" I ask.
"Because, he's Batman! He knows everything! I'd just get into more trouble for not telling the truth. If we are going to get him to trust you, he needs to know that you already know me, and obviously everything is fine." He explains. "If everything is fine, you haven't told Joker, because you not working with him."
"I guess that makes sense..." I shrug. "Wait, does Alfred trust me?" I ask.
His eyes drift towards the ground. "He does. He just doesn't want to...anger him." The last word referred to Batman and I could tell.
I sigh as we stand up and gather all of my belongings to turn into the Big Man himself.
"One second. Stay right here!" He demands as he rushes out of my room. Then, within 2 minutes he's back, and out of breath. "Sorry. I wanted to ask Alf if he was awake." He pants.
"Well?" I say in anticipation.
"Huh?" He says confused.
I face palm.
"Is he awake!?" I exclaim.
"Oh! Yeah. He's awake. So we need to hurry!" He says.
"Oh my lord Grayson." I sigh.
"What!" He chuckles.
"Your driving me insane!" I giggle.
"Woah." He backs up.
"What!?" I ask.
"Nothing! No it was just really freaky! You sounded just like Harley!" He laughs.
"Ugh. Don't ever compare me to Harley again! She's such a dimwit." I chuckle. "Okay, let's get to work." I say.
We begin to gather all my belongings. My costume, my boots, my mask, my belt, my boots, my knives, and even my hair ties and clown makeup.
"Heh. I thought I would stick to the clown theme. I'm realising I really hate it!" I exclaim.
"Yeah, the red side wasn't doing it for me. You look much better in black!" He jokes.
"Ugh and the face paint! Ew." I shiver in disgust. We both laugh. "Okay, time to go see the big man..." I say, looking at Dick. We walk out of the room and Grayson leads me to the grandfather clock that we had came out of last night. We were going back down to the bat cave. He covers the clock with us body while he tampers with it, and the clock opens, revealing the elevator leading down to the cave.
"Ladies first." He says imitating a British man as he gestured to the open elevator.
I giggle. "Why thank you kind sir." I imitate a British woman and step into he elevator. "Isn't he injured?" I inquire as he enters a code on the elevator keypad.
"It never stops him." He shrugs. "Don't be surprised if he's down there with an open wound. He won't care. He's too focused on finding out who's after him this time." He jokes.
I chuckle. The elevator comes to a stop, and the doors open to reveal the cave, and Batman sitting at his computer, looking at the file on my father. No doubt that he thinks this attack has something to do with me...
"Hey, Bats." Dick says.
Batman just grunts.
"Uh your welcome by the way, for saving your ass last night... and don't forget to thank Leslie. She helped a lot!" He exclaims.
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A New Life
Fanfiction14 year old Leslie Quinn is the daughter of Joker and Harley Quinn. Her life had a never ending cycle: mom and dad try to kill Batman and Robin (again), Batman puts them in Arkham, they break out, and its starts again. She is sick of it. She wants...
