Y/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...
You yawned as you began to stretch from the day before. You were extremely sore and still covered in bruises but it wasn't as bad as it was a week ago. You ran your fingers through your hair and decided to take a quick shower to start the morning. You found the bathroom and figured no one was awake this early so you entered. As you got undressed your mind ran through the events of last night. The Sirens had the toxin now. What were they going to use it for? You couldn't say. They were highly unpredictable.
As the warm water ran down and wet your skin, you began to clean yourself. You now had to work with the Birds to find and stop the Sirens. Suddenly a new thought popped into your head. What if DeeDee were there? What if they were working with the Sirens?
Y/N: Shit. This just got worse somehow.
You stopped the water and stepped out just as the bathroom door opened. In came a woman, the last person you wanted to see. You and Helena stared at each other before she realized what was happening. She turned and walked right back out without a single word. You just stood there, naked, confused, then remembered you were naked. You quickly got dressed.
You sat on the couch as you waited for the others to wake up and get ready as you reported in with Dick. You were now dressed in a fresh pair of clothes that Dinah had let you borrowed. No idea why she had men's clothing but honestly you didn't care to ask.
Dinah: Morning sunshine.
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You gave a small wave as you closed your halo watch. She took a seat next to you when you noticed the cup of tea in her hands.
Dinah: Keeps the throat healthy.
You nodded and rubbed your head.
Y/N: That girl of yours really knows how to throw a punch.
Dinah nodded as she took a sip of her drink.
Dinah: Yeah she can be a bit, aggressive at times. Can't really blame her though after everything she's been through.
You already knew her story. A mafia princess who had her entire family slaughtered then raised by assassins. Truly a fairy tale. Speaking of which.
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