Percy woke up on the bank of a lake just outside Gotham city. Problem? Oh, not many besides her scratches, scars, and... right... memory loss. While finding her footing in Gotham she finds a job offer to become some rich guy's bodyguard. In an effort to obtain a fully normal life she looks to get the job, what happens when she's now in charge of a legion of overpowered, trauma filled, and cookie loving bat children. Read on to find out. I repeat for like the 30th time I'm not good at descriptions, just try it out and if it tickles your fancy then continue reading lol.

"Sometimes, it feels like you do not wish to concern yourself with me just because I am capable of being alone." ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Grayson is gone for 7 months and Damian is alone to handle his distant Father and the family that seems to want to have nothing to do with him. Not that Damian cares. He doesn't. If anyone could find a way to care less than Damian they still wouldn't be able to beat the lack of care Damian held. Because he didn't care when he walked into his Father's study just to get dismissed a moment later. He didn't care that the only time Todd talked to him was to complain to Damian about what an ingrate he was. He definitely didn't care that Drake wasn't living at the manor anymore and said he's drop by but never does. No. Damian Wayne did not care that he would basically be completely and utterly alone for 7 months and would spend those seven months lying to Grayson about all the "hang outs" he was doing with the family to keep Grayson from worrying that Damian was alone. So he lied. "Todd took me on a ride on his motorcycle." "Drake came to my art show at school." "Father and I talk a lot on patrol." Anything to keep Grayson from worrying. The issue? Damian was starting to wish his lies actually came true. Because like it or not, Damian had never felt so forgotten in his life. It's a good thing he doesn't care.

Robins don't have asthma. They don't. It's a fact. Because running around the streets of Gotham, getting thrown into freezing cold waters, beaten up by criminals, and chasing down peeps, required breathing. A lot of it. And whipping out an inhaler mid fight to take a drag like he's a chain smoker was so not an option. So when Tim Drake finds out he has asthma he knows one thing for certain. "Under any circumstances, don't tell Bruce." Because then, for his own safety and blah blah blah, Bruce would bench him so hard Tim's butt would have whiplash. And Tim could handle this! Because breathing, it's notorious for being easy. Literal babies did it. So Tim Drake could figure out how to do both. And he could handle this, thank you very much. OR////// Tim develops asthma and hides it from Batman and the other vigilantes. It's going so well! (Not.)

Tim Drake knew he wasn't the best Robin. He knew that. He knew Dick was more graceful, flexible, faster, made everything look easy. He knew Jason was stronger, more determined, brutal and fierce. Tim knew he wasn't like them....and yet...he wanted to be more like them. He would do anything to be more like the, Train, stop eating, he even gave up all the sleep he could just to be like them. To finally fill the boots of Robin that seemed far too big. No one notices as he burns himself dry until a motorcycle crash. "Why is everyone better than me?"

Tim had a lot of things to think about but first things first: He had to sneeze BAD. Second: He had a concussion and Dick was drugged and they had both been kidnapped. But he REALLY needed to sneeze. ////OR Tim Drake is 16 and sleep deprived on the wrong week when he as Robin and Dick as Nightwing are kidnapped and it's up to Tim's last two awake brain cells, and that neuron that ate Dick's crappy cooking when he was 13, to get them out of the pickle.

Tim made the easy decision to never listen to Bruce ever again. Look where that got him? Chains, broken ribs, and so high on drugs he couldn't see straight. Yeah, this sucked. This sucked so hard. All because he had obeyed orders instead of following his own gut. Aside from that, he didn't like how Poison Ivy was looking at him. OR///// Tim Drake gets kidnapped, has the worst two and a half weeks of his life and goes out of the frying pan into the Red Hood fire. PLEASE!!!!! THIS HAS SA IN IT AN IMPLIED RAPE!!! SO PLEASE BE CAREFUL! THIS IS CARETAKER JASON TODD VIBES ALSO!!! NOT BATCEST.

Tim used to talk a lot. He used to love to talk. When did he stop talking? When had he become quiet? When did he stop feeling comfortable talking to Bruce and Dick? He didn't have to think long before it was supplied helpfully by his brain. Oh, right. That's why. ////// OR! Tim learns to shut up so he doesn't love Batman and Nightwing.