For ten years, Dick Grayson believed his twin sisters had perished in the same tragedy that claimed their parents. But George and Alex survived, and now, as teenagers, they've come home to Gotham. Reunited with a brother who's no longer a boy but a vigilante, the girls must navigate secrets, danger, and the shadow of the Batfamily they've suddenly been pulled into.
Alex learned early that if you wanted to be heard, you had to be louder than the crowd. When the world got ugly, she got sharper. When the world got cruel, she got funnier. Boldness became her armour, her reckless smile the shield. People called it bravery, but Alex knew better. It was survival. Plain and simple.
George, the elder sister, by minutes, learned something different. She learned to listen first. To stay still in the noise, to read every room like a map before moving through it. She kept her heart soft but her senses sharp. They said she was distant, but missed the truth: George wasn't distant. She was precise.
And for the longest time, it was just the two of them against the world, until him.
Until Dick.
Fate has a way of circling back. Years later, his name lit up their TV.
The second they saw him, everything changed. They were family as much as they were his.
Dick Grayson, after watching his parents fall to his death, is adopted by Slade Wilson or Deathstroke. He becomes his slave and apprentice in which he calls Renegade. When the teen heros stumble into Cadmus, Superboy isn't the only one they find and save.
I know this has been overdone, but I still think this would be fum to write!