The Tomboy (Damian Wayne/Robin x Reader)

Prologue

((WARNING THIS BOOK CONTAINS HARSH LANGUAGE & HORRIBLE NAME CALLING! IT MIGHT TRIGGER BECAUSE OF THE BULLYING IN THIS BOOK! THERE WILL BE AWFUL BULLYING WORDS AND RUDE ACCUSATIONS! PLEASE BE AWARE THAT I ONLY WRITE THIS STUFF AND I DO NOT MEAN THE HARSH WORDS THAT I WRITE!))

(Y/N)- Your name

(Y/S/N)- Your superhero name

(F/N)- Friend's name

A Harper, that was who you were. (Y/N) Harper and you were proud of it. You had been through a lot as a child, but it was a little beneficial. Your big brother, Roy, basically raised you when you two were growing up. He even raised you when you two were in foster homes and even when you were adopted by Oliver Queen, aka Green Arrow. Sure Oliver and Dinah taught you a lot too, but you were very close to Roy. Perhaps it was because you two were blood or maybe it was because he understood your side more often.

You took a liking to growing up with a house full of guys, the sports, the wrestling, the danger, the trouble, and the chance to hold the alpha title for just winning a fight. Your days would consist of a lot of arguments and fights, playing in the dirt, sports, riding on dirtbikes, etc. You also had a secret weapon that you would use intentionally, and unintentionally, for your brother to stop what he was doing. You would cry. Yes it could be a bratty thing to do, but sometimes you didn't mean to cry. For example: Roy would roughhouse way too hard and you would get hurt. Sometimes that resulted in crying and he would feel bad. There were also times you would cry and he would ignore you for a few hours until guilt ate him away, which resulted in him apologizing.

Roy was a very protective brother and his temper would show that. If anyone was to mess with you there usually was a shadow of a red headed boy who's blue eyes seem to be on fire, to put that person back in their place. You got your temper from him so it was common for you to be sent to the principal for getting into fights. You would get chewed out from Oliver and Dinah, but your brother would be more hesitant to scold you.

That brother of yours taught you how to fight, how to defend yourself, use weapons, play the drums, drive motorcycles, and so much more. You were told to never throw the first punch, let the fight happen until you had to defend yourself. Roy had your back through everything.

But one day you were hurt. What hurt your heart was when you found out that there was a clone of Roy. The clone had kind of disappeared and turned to drugs as an outlet, so you didn't see him. And that the clone was there for half of your life, it broke your heart that he just left for a long while. You came into the hospital room to see your big brother accompanied by the clone. Seeing your brother without his arm broke your heart, not because he didn't have it, but because he was hating the world because of it. You were brokenhearted because the clone had finally got his head straight, but did it because of his "wife".

It took a while until the clone named himself, Will. Then Roy, the original, went back to fighting crime with a robotic arm, going by Arsenal. Roy had finally gotten his head straight and began to have you as a sidekick when he asked you to be. Both boys bounced back to being stable and being brothers to you. Will had a life already and was focused on that. So, Roy asked if you would want to be live with him. You agreed.

It took months of begging to Oliver and Dinah to sign custody over you to Roy. You felt a lot happier when you got to be by your brother's side. Getting back to playing sports, the roughhousing, staying up all night, training, the crime fighting, and getting to live more freely. It was worth it. Especially getting hugs from the protector who raised you and your mentor was so worth it. Roy had grown and looked as built as Will now. They looked so damn alike that you started calling them twins.

When you got into the vigilante business you went by (S/H/N), Arsenal's side kick. You got to meet his friends: Red Hood, Nightwing, and Red Robin. Of course, you knew a lot more people too. You knew those three the most though, especially their identities. Batman also got to meet you and even he liked you, which was odd since you were the sister of Arsenal, but he liked you. You knew his secret identity as well, but you knew how to keep secrets.

Jason and Dick begged Bruce for you let to attend Gotham Academy. Bruce agreed, but said for you to try to stop physical fighting unless if it was truly necessary. So, you agreed. For five years you went to that school, and that is where the true story begins.