instead of Danny going to Gotham, Tim goes to Amity Park after a fight with a certain Fifth-dimensional imp that does NOT belong in Gotham...

Act 1 Dick Grayson has not had an easy life. It all started when his parents died then Bruce Wayne adopted him. After finding out that Bruce Wayne was Batman he became Robin to get revenge on the people who killed his parents and to help stop crime. Life was good for a while. He helped Batman fight crime and soon created his own team with his best friends Wally and Kladur. One night the team was deployed on a mission to rescue a few hostages. Everything was going as planned until the team bumped into some unexpected company. Deathstroke and Bane managed to take down the entire team and kidnap Robin before the team could call for backup. 5 years later Dick comes back with a new friend and is bloodthirsty. He wants revenge against his old mentor who let both Jason and him down. Will Bruce and Dick's friends be able to save him or will they have to take down him down for good. (Editing)

Two months have passed since the second Giant war with Gaea and Percy finally thinks of returning home to Gotham since running away at the age of twelve. As the great prophecy can't no longer harm them nor could the second one, Percy decides to head home to Wayne Manor and finally break the news of him being not dead but hey he heard Jason had also come back from the dead. So perhaps it isn't so weird much but then again they are the bats so it probably won't make a difference. It's a fanfic I do not own any characters

Everyone in their lives at one point or another has run away from something. Jobs, families, commitments, but for Danny it was so much worse. He had to run from his own government all while his family and friends believed he was dead. The government that held superheroes up, was trying to take Danny down. Even worse, all of them, every single superhero, believed that HE was the villain. And there was nobody who could help him...or so he thought

"Jesus Christ..." he muttered, swallowing hard. He reached out tentatively, his gloved fingers brushing against the infant's cheek. It was ice-cold. The baby's chest rose and fell faintly, each breath a Herculean effort. Beneath the child, the tarp was damp-not with water, but something metallic-smelling and sticky. Blood? Ramirez's stomach twisted. "Dispatch," he whispered hoarsely into his radio, forcing his voice steady. "Officer Ramirez, 9th and Mercer. I need an ambulance. I found an infant. Abandoned. Possible injury." . . "They found a baby in Gotham," Bruce finally said. "Abandoned in an alley. They ran a DNA test... and it matched you." Dick froze, the world around him suddenly quiet, as if the city itself held its breath. "What?" he said sharply, disbelief washing over him. "That's impossible."

After losing his mother, Percy Jackson is forced into Bruce Wayne's custody - a stranger with too much power and too many assumptions. The Batfamily takes one look at the silent, hooded teen and decides he's a cultist in need of saving. Now Percy is grieving and cornered, stuck in a house full of vigilantes who can't decide if he's a threat, a victim, or something in between. the cult idea is from Another Cult Sibling by Arazog on Ao3. It's great and I really recommend checking it out :3

"Tayir...", the thing brought out... shocked?... before lunging forward attacking their target: Robin. Instead of the team's usual expectation Robin just stood there frozen in his place eyes wide open behind the mask. It was almost like a freezing spell was used on the young hero by just this one word. *** This is basically happening on earth 16 with a few tweaks and changes. Enjoy. Book 1

Inspired by Instagram account: talon.grayson Extract from the book: Inside the cave the scene was still silent. Some lay in sleep within the pool of blood, and not a sleep they would ever awake from. Others sat in silence, utterly defeated from the half day they had spent in that room with Talon and the utter fear he had made them feel when he hunted them all down. A hunter and its prey. They had been put closer together now as well, Talon had deemed that they could talk but they were still separated enough that none was within reaching distance of the other. But they didn't want to talk. Some of them wished it would end already, like M'gann. Some were struggling to keep up their sass, like Artemis. And some were trying to stay in control, not to let their emotions get the better of them because that's the boy they raised doing this god-forsaken things to them. But the control would not last. Everyone knew that at some point the Batman was going to break. And he was going to break the hardest. So they sat there, chained and restrained in their chairs, wearily watching him as silent tears fell to the floor and mixed in with the red of their fallen friends. Jason had been walking for nearly twenty-four hours and his hopes for finding anyone in the cave alive were dwindling with each second. But he had gone and done the noble thing, he had gotten help. Maybe the three of them could stand a chance at beating Talon, maybe they wouldn't. But they had to try, it was the right thing to do. So the trio headed to the cave, not stopping to rest for the night because they could feel the danger in the air, they could tell that this strange boy that had turned up on their doorstep was telling the truth. A truth that could destroy America for good.

After his parent's death, Dick Grayson flees the scene into the rough Gotham streets where he remains until Selina Kyle decides to take pity on him. She could do with an extra pair of hands after all. Dick becomes fiercely loyal and soon takes up a persona of his own

I uh I've officially made too many of these Dick Grayson will be here in all his forms so if you like him then you'll love these I take requests just pm me them so I can see it better and don't lose the comment also the cover was made by @Jenny_Mythical_Witch so check them out