Ghost King Meets The Dark Knight

My new brothers?

The second I saw the massive manor I almost had a heart attack. It was the same one in my dreams. I didn't know what to do, and what to think. All I knew is that something was going to happen here, and I would be in the crossfire. 

We got out of his car, and made our way to the extremely high electric fence. Bruce took a key and twisted it around a hidden knob, and the gates swung open. 

A british, bald butler with a suit awaited us outside the Manor.

'Alfred, this is Nico, I adopted him' Bruce stated. I saw an amused expression on Alfred's face.

'Very well, Master Nico welcome to Wayne Manor' Alfred said kindly. I was a bit surprised. I normally wasn't treated this nicely.

'I–uh–than you' I replied, quietly rebuking myself for stuttering.

'Your new brothers are—it may be difficult to fit in' Bruce finished.

I was glad for the heads up, you never know if they're crazy or just introverted. We entered the manor and there was a GIANT living room with a big table. The broth-my "brothers" were sitting together. 

Bruce put a hand on my shoulder and spoke up

'This is your new brother, Nico Di Angelo, treat him well' He put emphasis on the last 3 words and glared at the boys.

I glared at him. Did he have to say my full name?

They didn't flinch. They probably fell victim to his glare a lot of the time and were used to it. But a nagging doubt was  my brain, struggling for control.

What if there is a bigger picture in this? I dismissed it for now. I knew to listen to my instincts. But  I cannot let that cloud all my other thoughts.

Most people think I don't speak much, because I'm introverted. Ok, thats partly true, another reason is because I analyse many things in a matter of seconds. A demigod instinct. Once I feel safer, I lower it down, but never completely.

I CANNOT be ignorant to my surroundings, no matter what. I'm determined to be what Bianca was, Aware. Especially since that dream I shuddered thinking about it, All my friends dying in the most gruesome and horrible ways possible.

Suddenly a hand was waving at my face. Instinctively I grabbed it and twisted it around. A sharp cry echoed through the manor. The owner of the hand struggled like a sardine out of the water to escape my iron grip.

I remembered all the pain that the monsters inflicted on me. The innocent people they killed. The families they killed. Rage filled me like a balloon and I- NICO! a voice yelled. I spun around, my hand still in the wrist-lock of my assailants hand. Bruce was looked at me in concern, while the boys balled their fists, ready to fight.

I released the boy's hand and he shook his hand, shifting his chair away from me. Great Nico, you idiot, you already scared them. 

'Umm... panic attack guys' I say.

The other boy's looks soften, while one other boy's face looks contorted in rage.

'How dare you hurt Tim!' He shouted. He looked like an angry baby who lost his toy, and I had to stop myself from laughing. But I knew people were not to be underestimated.

'It's ok Damian, he had a panic attack' Tim said, rubbing his wrist.

The boy, Damian, continued glaring.

After all the boys introduced themselves, Bruce told us to go to bed.

I trudged up the stairs, to my room. I crashed onto the pillows and prayed my dad that I would have a good sleep. I had mastered a skill of mine called "Soul Sensing". I could basically sense souls using shadows.

I could see if they were male or female, their body build etc. I sensed 4 souls outside my door. I quietly got up and covered my pillows with my blanket to make it look like I was sleeping. Then quietly I crept in the shadow of the door to scare them.

The door opened and I yelled 'SPOOKY SKELETONS SEND SHIVERS DOWN YOUR SPINE !' They jumped and bolted out faster than you could say "What".

Dick POV
Before we all left for bed, we made an agreement to meet at my room and prank Nico together.
'Why your room?' Damian demanded.
'Because if we use any of your rooms, you'll waste the entire night bickering!' I replied

I was afraid we would scare him too bad, but Tim said 'He's tough, we shouldn't worry about him'

I sighed and gave in to my brothers.

We were outside his door. We barged in at the same time, when a voice yelled

'SPOOKY SKELETONS SHIVER YOUR SPINES!' We got surprised at the sudden voice and bolted back to my bed since we didn't have time to double back to our respective beds, and Bruce would probably be marching up the stairs right now, and everyone would be like a deer in headlights.

Unfortunately batman-I mean Bruce heard the yelling and came running up to my bedroom. He must have heard the screaming coming mostly from here, and I doubt I could make an excuse that the others came up here for a bro-sleep.
We all quickly closed our eyes and pretended to sleep.

I knew Bruce didn't buy that, because he sighed and went back to his room.

That  kid is more than it meets the eye  I thought.

Maybe we both can prank my brothers I grinned at the thought.

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