It is Christmas, and a certain family of bats (or birds) is ready to enjoy it. But there are some difficulties, namely, a boy named Leo Valdez, a little boy who is spending time with the Wayne family until a spot in an orphanage or foster home opens up. Overall, he is a jokester, an annoying person who does all the wrong stuff at the wrong time (or is it right time?) he always smiling and joking, but he is so stupid. And besides, he doesn't know the 'secret' yet. That makes it difficult to to give weapons for presents. But this Christmas, the youngest of the Wayne's finds something unexpected about their part-time guest. That maybe, just maybe there is more to this unwanted gleeful child than what meets the eye? That he is smart if only you pay attention? That he is sadder than he lets on? Or maybe, he knows more about them, and certain relations, than they do?
This is my seventh story and the first one I am publishing. Please add any critics you may have so I can improve my writing. Please no hate if it has no information on how to improve. I really hope you enjoy this, (and cry over it.). Thank you!
'This is a story about a boy, not so different from Icarus, who flew to high to the sun. But instead of dying, he had to live with a mask to hide his pain, smile to hide his sadness, laugh to hide his despair. This is the story of a boy without family, one who had to keep moving. And like Icarus, was considered stupid, while all he wanted was to find joy. A boy forgotten and overlooked, for someone more famous. A boy who is more than he seems.'
Warning: there is depression and self-harm in this book. Maybe swearing. If you don't feel comfortable with this, please don't read it.
The characters and settings and other stuff belong to DC and Rick Riordan. Any songs or pictures come from whomever made them. The plot and ideas comes from my imagination.
Ages:
Damian: 11
Leo: 12
Tim: 15
Jason: 17
Richard (Dick): 19Tous Droits Réservés