1 Week Ago
Dick: So this is how this is going to happen.
He pulled up a plan on the computer as you watched. An entire plan was written up from time tables to exact movements and even how to talk.
Y/N: The hell is this?
Dick: Plan X. It's something we've been doing since I was in the Titans. Undercover operations as the criminal Red X. I've done it, Jason's done it, even Tim has done it.
Damien: I haven't.
Dick: You will. Eventually. Now this guy has an entire character so you'll have to learn how to walk, talk, and even fight like him.
Y/N: So who is he?
Dick: No one. Just some guy I came up with for a mission. You'll use him as a way to infuriate the Scarecrow ring. He already has a golden reputation.
You raised an eyebrow and sighed. Flash forward to three days and you found yourself at Scarecrow's side watching over deliveries and quietly reporting everything to Dick. Fast forward one more day and you were sitting in the back of a black SUV which was parked in the parking lot of a strip club fondly named The Tilt-A-Pole. Scarecrow sent you to talk to the boss who was one of the buyers. Marco Mizuno. No one really important but still had enough power to have some kind of control.
Driver: We're here. Call me when you're ready to go.
You nodded and headed inside. The music was almost deafening to your ears due to the high volume. The entire club was filled with various people ranging from all ages, races, and sex. The announcer was trying to hype the crowd up and it seemed to work while topless women danced on the stage and even more wearing nothing more than lingerie walking around trying to flirt with anybody with a pulse for a dance or maybe something more.
You spotted the man you were looking for and began to head that way but stopped when the new dancer walked out. She had a very toned body with long flowing black hair. She wore a purple set of underwear with a small white streak.
Announcer: Now presenting, Songbird!
You watched the woman for only a brief moment before continuing your way to the man.
Now you were here, getting patched up by some lady from the 1950s while two of the most terrifying women you have ever met watch you.
Canary: So for the past week you have been working with Scarecrow while betraying him to the Bat?
Y/N: Nighywing technically.
Huntress: Dick.
Y/N: Probably not the first time dick has come out of your mouth.
Huntress: What did you say?!
Blackbird gasped at the lewd comment while Canary covered her mouth to stop from laughing. Yeah, you didn't get along with Huntress. She did kick your ass and shot you with a bolt.
Canary: Well this is interesting. Why did Bruce send you out on this job? From what I heard you got your ass handed to you by Wondergirl.
Y/N: Yeah. I've recovered a bit but that's probably not the case anymore.
You glared at Huntress who flipped you off.
Y/N: I'm the only one available at the moment. We had no idea you were already looking into it.
Canary shook her head.
Canary: We aren't. At least not entirely. We're actually investigating the Sirens. They had been on a crime spree lately for some odd reason.
Huntress: We just followed them to the warehouse. Imagine our surprise when we found what we did.
Y/N: A handsome rogue who captured your heart?
Huntress: Scum.
Y/N: So that's your type? Interesting.
Canary snorted but kept her composure.
Canary: Huntress is actually the one who pointed us to you. She had seen you during her scout out earlier this week.
Y/N: At the club? So that was you.
Huntress seemed to blush a bit. You simply smiled.
Y/N: Well, I'm sorry but I can't back down now. I'm willing to work with you guys if you'd like the help.
Huntress was about to turn you down but Canary stepped in.
Canary: We'll appreciate the help. The more the merrier right? I'm sure introductions aren't important.
Y/N: Course not. Dinah Lance, Helena Bertinelli, and Natalie Reed. Though I'm surprised that Renee isn't here. Is she Quetion yet? Has that happened?
Helena looked at you shocked as did Natalie but Dinah nodded.
Dinah: For a brief moment yes. And I guess I should saw, We're the Birds of Prey.
You smiled.
Y/N: And I'm Batman.
Helena: I thought it was Batboy.
Y/N: And I thought you were a stripper.
The two of you stared each other down before Dinah stepped between you two.
Dinah: We have a open room for you to stay in tonight. Best to be safe. We'll get to work tomorrow.
You nodded your head and grabbed your shirt from the counter. You stopped and looked at Helena.
Y/N: Out of curiosity, how old are you?
Helena: What does it matter?
You narrowed your eyes.
Y/N: You don't looked much older than me yet you went out and undressed for those people. If you're underaged then...
Helena: I'm 18. Legal. Any other questions?
She was glaring at you but you just sighed.
Y/N: No. Goodnight.
You walked away from the room and closed your eyes.
Y/N: She's only a year older. How crazy.
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Legacy
General FictionY/N al Ghul is the Batman of the year 2050. He was trained under the mantle of Bruce Wayne, Dick Grayson, and Damian Wayne, the last of the bat family. After a fight against a unknown villian, Y/N finds himself transported back in time alongside his...