It's been a year since the Death of Jane Greyson-Wayne, AKA Blue J. Dick has been missing his sister, but has moved on. He knows that she would want him to be happy, so he tries to live his life now in honor of her.
Damien has kept his promise and h...
Ok, so since Jane died, a few more people have been lost since then. Commissioner Gordon died a few months after Jane, he died when Joker took some policeman hostage and shot them all when he made his escape. Barbra became an official child of Bruce, so that's good. We lost Legan when Atlantis was attacked, he died saving the Queen. Yeah, that was not a happy day, and well, then there's the bat clan. We haven't had a new Blue J, we can't bring ourselves to. The world put Jane in their history books, so that was good. We have been receiving threats, us Wayne's have, so that's not new. But the thing is, these threats are different, they say give Damien back to his mom, or we all die by the hands of the Heiress. So that's weird.
Then there is me, a twenty year old guy, who fights crime. I was depressed bad, after Jane died. But everyone managed to help get me out of it.
So, the team has grown. Cyborg, Supergirl, Elamena, and Sapphire. They are good, but the League has hardened he training they receive. For good reason to, once Blue J died, every villain, they stepped up their game. Maybe because Jane was the best hero we had, she just didn't believe she was the best when we all thought she was. We have a new bat in the family, Heather.
She is about 12, and Bruce adopted her. Her family was murdered by Assassins a few months ago, and we took her in. She is 4'6, brown hair, green eyes, and almost tan skin(it's still pale), and her hair is to her shoulders.
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Her hero name is Sparrow, she said she wanted to honor her hero, my sister. She reminds me of her a lot, just with everything but fighting style. She has the same personality my sister did, the same spark in her eyes, and that she cares about helping others.
Her fighting is still developing, she wasn't originally a gymnast or acrobat, so we have to help her a lot on flexibility, but her fighting is actually not bad and her hacking skills are not to shabby.
Well, that's what's new with the team and stuff, today is a global holiday. It's been exactly one year since Jane died, and the world leaders all agreed to make this day a world holiday. It's called The day of Jane, it's where everyone is home with those they love, and when we acknowledge how great flu we are for what we have. It's basically a day where we focus on the good in the world, and are grateful for what others sacrifices have allowed us to do.
Today's just a sad day for the bat family, aka the Waynes. Bruce is having a party tonight, he has invited friends and other important people. We are gonna do stuff, and I'm gonna keep the younger bats in check, I sigh. This is our third event without Jane, and it still doesn't feel the same. I wish she was still here, but she's gone.
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"I'm sending you on your last mission. It's a test to see if you truly are worth to be my Heiress daughter." I nod my head while I'm kneeling before my mother. "There is a family, and I want you to kill them all, all except one. Damien Wayne, you are to bring him here to me. Am I understood?" "Yes, mother." "Good, now, go get ready. You are heading to Gotham in half an hour." I nod, then stand up and head to my room. So, who am I you might ask? When I'm Tiānshǐ a Ghoul. Daughter to Thalia a Ghoul, Heiress to the Demon. A year ago, my mother saved me. I was resurrected in the Lasserus pit, my memory was gone, but I have faint flashes occasionally about my past. But they rarely happen, only when I am in Gotham or somewhere I've been and important things happens in my past, then I get brief flashes of my past life. I know Thalia isn't my blood mother, but she has taken care of me. I know I fight differently than the others in the League, but they don't know I can. I don't show them, because it's not their way and they despise when I don't do things their way. I also get this feeling whenever Mother has me kill someone, it is a sinking feeling in my gut, and I don't feel right killing. It just feels wrong to me, but I do it for my mom. Another thing, whenever I kill someone, and then the family finds them, I get pulled into a memory. Where I watch two people fall to their deaths, and I feel like I know them. When I watch the news and see the Justice League and their sidekicks, I get brief flashes of memory, like I know them but how could I? Anywhoo, you probably are wondering why I follow mother's command so freely, Well, I just do. I get to my room, then get into my special Assassin outfit. Then I look at myself in the mirror. I'm wearing a deep blue shirt, with long sleeves, I have no gloves. I'm in skin tight black spandex pants, with black knee length boots. On my leg, is a holster for a gun, and throwing knives. Around my neck, is what looks like a scarf, that's not it. It's a black hood, and a thing that pulls up to cover my face. My waist length, ravine hair is put into a braid, then I slip it into my hood carefully. I stare at my reflection, and then I notice how blue my eyes are. They are a bright sapphire blue, and the color kinda swirls around, almost like a kaleidoscope of blue. I rarely have time to look at my reflection, so I take time to really look at myself. I've been staring at my reflection for a few minutes, when I get one of my flashes, but it's of a girl. "Jane! Your alive, how?!?" "You, you didn't think I would die that easily, did you Nightwing? I'm your sister, I'll always be there for you." The girl coughs, but then I focus on her features. Then I gasp, that looks like me. I'm brought back to reality, then I grasp my head. I've never been able to remember that much from my flashes. Somethings going on, and I'm not sure who to ask. My gut is telling me to not go to Mother, and my gut is always right so I haven't told her. I sigh, then shake my head. Time to head to my transport. I walk off, and then bird the plane. As we fly to Gotham, I get another flash.
"Dickie, they hurt me." "Jane, why didn't you tell us?" Another scene. "Dick, I love you. You know that right? While I was gone, I never forgot about you, or mom and dad. I've held onto the necklace, as a reminder to stay true to my beliefs. You don't know what I've been through, all the pain I've suffered." "Jane, birdie, hey. Look at me, I'm always gonna be here for you, ok. I love you, and I'm not gonna loose you again." The girl hugs the boy, then three objects pop into my mind.
A silver locket, with a G on it, the g is out of sapphires. It's a locket, and it feels important to me. A silver bracelet with a sapphire bird on it. I feel like someone important gave that to me, or something. It's calling me, and I don't know why. A silver necklace, with a songbird on it. I feel like that has a part of me, like I need it. These three items are pulling at me, like they are blocking my memories. What's going on, why do I feel pulled to these objects?
I'm brought out of my strange flash, when the plane begins to land. Wait! Land? I guess this flash lasted for about two three hours. I'm sent a file, and I upload it to my special bracelet I made. It's a computer on my wrist, it comes in handy. Ok, I have the list of targets, but I feel like these names are important to me. Terminate Bruce Wayne Barbra Gordon Tim Drake Heather Withrow Richard Greyson Get Damien Wayne alive! Why do these names sound familiar to me? I'm so confused, but I just sigh. I head to their home, Wayne manor. I will get them after there party, when they're sure to be tired. I exit the plane, and free fall. I quickly grab onto a rope that I saw while falling, then I did a quadruple flip and stuck the landing. I don't know why I did that, it just felt natural, like it's what I was meant to do. I sigh, then start heading to the targets home.
