"What the hell?" I took a step closer to the mirror, staring at my reflection in disbelief. The person looking back was still me, but at the same time it wasn't. I had the same thick, dark, curly hair. The same hazel eyes. The same olive skin with a light dusting of freckles (ugh) scattered across the bridge of my nose. But my curls were now streaked with highlights. And not the subtle, golden-brown ones that sometimes appeared during the summer. No, these were an aggressive, dazzling blond that went from the roots of my hair all the way to the tips. It looked like I had spent a full day getting my hair done in some upscale salon. Never mind that I had never set foot in such a place since the day I was born. My eyes appeared somehow wider and more luminous. The colour brighter, my eyelashes darker up against them. And, when I looked closely, my pupils seemed to be slitted almost like a cat. I looked down at my body. My skinny arms-which had always refused to gain any definition no matter how hard I exercised-were lined with flat, wiry muscles. My bony shoulders were now curved and smooth. My scrawny legs were toned like a dancer. I reached down and lifted my shirt, revealing two subtle lines running vertically down my perfectly flat stomach, hinting at the rock-hard abs underneath. My whole body was rippling with strength. Like liquid steel.

Started: March, 2017 Finished: N/A A little after a certain acrobat's parent's death, the boy had murdered his parent's killer, Tony Zucco, in cold blood. He shakily held the gun to his face, looking at it. And then he slowly smiled. A crazed smile. An insane smile. Oh, how the color of blood, the color crimson, was so beautiful. Oh, how he wanted to show everyone the color. He knew he was bleeding to death. He knew he would probably die. He didn't care. He started laughing. And he wouldn't stop. -- Dick Grayson was left behind that day, and Gore rose to the stage. Gore, the young mercenary, the third greatest detective, the skilled hacker, and the what-seemed-to-be-sober killer. Five years later, trouble leads straight to Gore, and a project behind-the-scenes seems to have been the cause of it. - "The blood on my hands does not scare me, but the blood that had led me to misery does."

It's a one shot. Enjoy. Also none of the characters in the story belong to me.

* 2017 WATTY WINNER!* Blurb: Humans are at the top of the food chain and always have been. But what if they weren't? What if another took our place and decided to raise and exploit us as we have every other animal on earth? Welcome to a world after humanity... No one is exactly certain where the sibla came from. Some say they evolved from humans long ago, slowly taking power as their numbers increased. Taller, stronger, and longer-lived, than homo sapiens it isn't too hard to imagine. Now humans must face a reality in which they are no more than animals, domesticated beasts bred for their master's various needs and hungers. Rachel Turner is only eight years old. Born in Demin, one of the last remaining free human settlements on earth, she has never been forced to face the reality of life under a sibla Master, living a carefree existence in her hidden village. Magnus Kendrick is a sibla farmer with a sizable estate on which he raises all manner of livestock, from chickens, to sheep, to...humans. He is also the man destined to purchase Rachel's life. *Warning: This book contains a certain degree of gore and disturbing themes Beautiful cover by @my_fairytale 2016 Fright Fest Gold Winner Cryptic's Choice 2017 WATTY Winner ( Story Smiths category) *All Rights Reserved

Robin is finally out of the clutches of Deathstroke! But how is he taking it? Will he ever truly heal? SEQUEL TO "AT THE MERCY OF DEATHSTROKE" !!!

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.

A Robin AU where he is hell bent on revenge to Kill Tony Zucco . EVERY CHAPTER INSPIRED BY A MY CHEMICAL ROMANCE SONG BECAUSE I DO NOT KNOW WHY.

Just another story I need to update. Description under construction

Everything ended that fateful day... His parents died... Nobody listened when he told the truth.. No one saved him from the man... No one heard his screams and cries.. Now he's gone.. On that day.. Richard Grayson died and Renegade was born.. Instead of being adopted by Bruce Wayne, Richard Grayson went wiling with Deathstroke aka Slade Wilson. Becoming his apprentice. What happens when he encounters the Young Justice League during one of his missions alone and saves one of the heroes? xxxxxxxxx An AU based off of Richard Grayson the very first Robin ALSO ON Archive Of Our Own.org by the user PrinceLilah

The team are on a mission in Blud Haven when they meet a strange man in a red helmet. Who is this boy who works for the league of shadows? And what about this innocent black haired and blue eyed boy? When did Robin get brothers?! (cover not mine)