in which bea kiddo joins a kid from brooklyn. (post ca: cw - sm: hoco) (au) (lowercase intended)

DC Series Book One "No don't..." But her arms go up and the mesmerizing portals appear. Through the portal closest to them, the boys can see grass and park benches where concrete and pavement should be. She jumps through and as she does, the portal in front of them collapses. Off in the distance, where the park is, Tim can see her running away, dark hair flying in the wind. "Real smooth Drake." Damian says, striding towards me. "Should've asked for her number while you were at it." --- "Phantom? That's the name you're going with?" "It's a hell of a lot cooler than Robin." She snaps back at him. "Robin was not a name that I..." Tim grabs Damian by his cape as he marches toward her. "Be nice to the guests Damian." Alfred says in a tired voice, interrupting Damian's rant. "Bite me." He snarls at Ria. --- Dabria Tran has lived in Gotham City her whole life. First as a nurtured, well looked after baby, then as an orphaned, forgotten child and now as a desperate, impulsive teenager. At the ripe age of eighteen, Ria is on the streets, fending for herself and dealing with powers she can barely control. It is while on patrol that Tim Drake and Damian Wayne spot this camouflaged girl of the night and try to stop her as she breaks into a local convenience store, not to steal the cash but the food. After obsessively tracking her for a week, Tim finally catches up with her, finding her holed up in an abandoned building with another younger girl she is trying to care for. Bruce Wayne doesn't hesitate to take them in, but Ria's mistrust of them leads to tension in the house. Her powers are dangerous, volatile and no matter how hard Tim tries, he can't get her to open up to him. As Ria's shadowed past slowly catches up with her, the Bat Family finally realizes that they have no idea what kind of forces they're dealing with. Tim Drake Fanfic DC Fanfic Highest Ranking Given: #15 in Tim Drake #92 in Drake #123 in Batfamily #299 in DC

The greatest heroes don't fall. They are cast down. Percy Jackson was their champion, their savior, their greatest weapon. But when Olympus brands him a threat, they strike him down without hesitation. Betrayed by the gods, abandoned by his friends, and erased from history, Percy is left to die in the abyss. But fate has other plans. In the void, something ancient stirs. Chaos-the First Being, the Architect of Existence-offers Percy a choice: remain lost and forgotten, or rise anew, reforged in the power of the cosmos itself. The boy they cast aside is gone. In his place, something stronger, something deadlier is born. Genesis. While the gods celebrate their new champion, believing their world is safe, they remain blind to the storm that gathers in the shadows. The past does not forget. The fallen do not forgive. And when Percy returns, it will not be as their hero. It will be as their reckoning.