Dakota Miller was just a young girl when her parents were murdered. That was the night she decided to do what's right. To become the Blue Arrow...

Dick Grayson was never the 'Justice' type... Nor was he the 'Revenge' type. He was neither hero or villain Good or evil. Right or wrong Held right at the epicenter of gray areas and blurred lines. He was just the messenger of information, An information broker and hacker by the name of Rat.

Young Justice FanFiction Robin was never adopted by Bruce Wayne. The night of his parent's death, he chases down Tony Zucco and runs away. After spending 4 years roaming from city to city, (unknown by them) meeting the superhero's proteges and them themselves, he decides to go back to Gotham. Becoming Renegade, he annoys The League and Young Justice, most of all drives Batman crazy. Whenever they try to speak with him, he promptly disappears, unless your Batman. Why Batman? The Dark Knight himself wonders why also, but can anyone ever understand the kid with a lost past, shadowed future, or missing identity. Will Renegade ever find himself? He must when he brings his past back to the present, with his possibly new friends in the middle of the crossfire? Or will he hide everything and lose himself deeper into the secrets that even he doesn't understand and hoped to never have? Will he ever escape what he calls his mislead life or will he have to find his only escape? -------------------------------------

Set two years into the five year gap, Robin had become team leader. After threats from Slade and the Court of Owls wanting Robin to join them the team are sent to protect Dick Grayson, unknowing that it is their team leader. When they meet the other half of him and his brothers, how will they react and will they manage to keep him safe without him leading them? (I only own the plotline.)

Bruce Wayne can't take care of his sons anymore. Not with the Court Of Owls and The League Of Shadows chasing after him. He failed to notice this, and he payed the price. It's up to his brother, Tony Stark, to take care of his family. (Sorry Marvel haters!)

Bruce and Damian have been getting into a lot of arguments lately, and Bruce has finally had enough! He is about to lose it... He doesn't know what to do with his son anymore! So he does the first thing he can think of. Sending Damian to a boarding school. When Damian comes back home will anything change... or will it stay the same... [WARNING] Swearing, Abuse, drugs and alcohol, depression?? {SIDE NOTE! I am currently in the process of rewriting this story to improve its clarity and correct any spelling, grammar, or punctuation errors. Please do not remake or re-upload in any way! Please don't make a sequel or pre-sequel.} [I don't own anything apart from my Oc!! All rights go to the rightful owners!! I want to apologise in advance if there are any spelling mistakes!! And I hope you enjoy the book!!! ]

MISCOMMUNICATION THAT THIS IS DAMIJAY/JAYDAMI. NO. THAT IS 100000% UNTRUE. I DO NOT AND NEVER WILL SHIP THESE TWO. THIS IS A PLATONIC-BROTHER-FAMILY-BOOK Bruce Wayne has gotten mad and hurt Damian Wayne. Damian goes to an alley and Jason Todd finds him. The story goes from there.

Just because I'm telling you this story, doesn't mean I'm alive at the end of it. It's that kind of a story, where things just got so out of control... Things happen, and sometimes there's nothing that can be done to stop them. Sometimes, it feels like you've been dealt the bad card. Like you've been cursed. But you have to keep moving and remember that tomorrow is a new day. The curse could be some kind of blessing, and even if it isn't, it probably isn't as bad as it seems. Trust me, I've learned that the hard way. Because every morning as the sun rises, when that Nightingale sings, it can bring hope for a better tomorrow. But even I don't know how this story ends yet. Let's just hope that I'm not alive at the end of it. Because I HAVE been given a curse, and there's no up side to it.

"Lexi..."' he started. "I have to know. Do you want to be with me anymore?" "I-" I cut myself off. I didn't know what to say. I wanted to say "I love you more than my own life! I want that more than anything." Because it's the truth. But I was afraid. I couldn't. He groaned, standing up and pacing up and down the isle. He looked so stressed, so upset. I stood up and placed a hand on his chest, stopping him in his tracks. "Fine. Tell me this." He sighed, looking me in the eyes. "Do you love me?" I didn't have to hesitate for that one. "Of course I do. But-" He grabbed my upper arm, making me stop."That's all that I needed to hear." --------------------------------------------------------------------- It's been over two years since Lexi left me. Two years since I last saw her face, heard her laugh. Now, with my back up against the wall and the Team falling apart, I know that I need her. I know that I need to call in my favor. But can I put aside my feelings for her to save the world? Will I have to? I told her that I loved her, and she said that she loved me too, but then she left. But she promised. Promised that one day we could be together again. I swore to myself that I'd make her mine again. And I'm sure going to try.

You probably know him as Robin. That's what everyone knows him as. Many call him the Boy Wonder, a prodigy, a blessing on Gotham, bird boy, Batman's right hand man, the bat brat... Heck, you might even know him as Dick Grayson. Because that's what I knew him as. He was my best friend. Or at least I thought he was. I understand why he left. I really do. His parents died right in front of his eyes. But he didn't have to leave me. No letters, no phone calls, no contact at all. I loved him; I was nine years old and I knew I loved him. So when he left, his hurtful words stinging my heart, I was broken. And as soon as I saw the Boy Wonder on the news, I knew right away. I had to see him. Prove him wrong. So that's why I put on the mask.