Batman Stories

The world knew Bruce Wayne as many things: a philanthropist, a billionaire, a silent guardian in the dark. But Atlas knew him as a set of rules. A series of cold, calculated decisions that prioritized the "mission" over the boy standing in the foyer of Wayne Manor. Six years ago, Atlas hadn't been given a choice. While Jason and Richard were groomed for the rooftops-trained in the art of the hero-Atlas had been handed a different fate. He was the one deemed too different, too difficult, or perhaps just too much of a reminder of Bruce's own failures. So, Bruce had sent him to the one place that promised to break a man down and rebuild him into a tool: the army. Six years. Two thousand, one hundred, and ninety days of "hell." Now, standing on the tarmac under a bruising gray sky, the transition felt like a physical weight. All around him, the air was thick with the sounds of reunion. Sobbing mothers, laughing wives, children screaming as they collided with their fathers' camouflaged chests. Atlas didn't move. He stood at attention, his spine a rigid line of steel, his gaze fixed on a point exactly six inches above the horizon. He was waiting. Not for a hug, not for a welcome, but for the one thing he had been trained to survive on. An order. "Atlas." ________________________ $-OC $-Batfam $-Original $-Black sheep of the family $-No ships [Art by me]

Alanda, never believed she would be torn away from all she knew, it was never something she would ever plan. So when she is she now has to find a way to make her life has at least have some normality. This work has been posted on a03! If you wish you can go read it there as well. a03:MIMOKA

In their late teenage years, Damian Wayne and Jon Kent have grown from reluctant allies into an unbreakable partnership. When a mysterious siren echoes across the city, only Damian, Jonathan, and Clark can hear its true signal... or is there a pattern in the trails of the sirens?

"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."

The apartment on the edge of the Bowery always smelled like two things: cheap floral detergent and the burnt, metallic tang of the city. For seventeen years, it was a sanctuary. It was the place where Cecilia Devon learned that "enough" was a relative term. Her mother, Sarah, was a woman built of grit and soft hums. She worked two jobs, sometimes three, her hands permanently stained with the ink of a printing press or the grit of a diner's dishwater. They never had much-dinner was often a creative reimagining of leftovers-but Sarah made the small walls feel like a fortress. She'd tell stories that didn't involve superheroes or billionaires, but of a world where things were just... okay. But as Cecilia grew, the silence between her mother's words grew too. It was in the way Sarah's eyes would linger on the TV whenever the name Wayne was mentioned. It was in the way she'd tuck a specific, dark wooden box deeper into the back of her closet every time Cecilia helped her clean. The breaking point didn't happen during a grand tragedy. It happened on a Tuesday, three days after another Father's Day had passed like a slow-motion car crash. Cecilia had spent the day at school watching girls carry home handmade cards and listening to boys brag about fishing trips. "Why won't you tell me who he is?" Cecilia's voice hadn't just cracked; it had shattered. She stood in their cramped kitchen, her school bag still heavy on her shoulders. "I'm seventeen. I'm not a kid anymore. I deserve to know why I'm half-empty." Sarah Devon didn't shout. She didn't even turn around at first. She just stood by the stove, her shoulders dropping as if a physical weight had finally snapped her spine. When she turned, her face was a pale mask of exhaustion and grief. "Because your father is Bruce Wayne," she whispered. _______________ This is just a try for something new. It has a different format compared to my other story; im trying something more similar to comics(kinda?).

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

Yeah... so I may have killed off most of the cast. Oops. The remaining survivors after the Second War against Gaia include Percy, Will, Clarisse, Grover, Travis and Connor Stoll, Rachel, Chiron, Sally, and a few random campers. Everyone else... not so lucky. This story follows Percy as one of the last demigods left alive after the war. Unable to handle staying in New York surrounded by memories, she moves to Blüdhaven to try and escape everything that happened. Unfortunately, monsters tend to follow Percy Jackson wherever she goes. Will comes with her to help her settle into her new apartment (PLATONIC DUO ONLY - sibling energy, not a ship), and Percy slowly becomes closer with the remaining survivors while struggling with grief, PTSD, and everything the war left behind. She eventually starts defending Blüdhaven at night, but throwing herself into danger to cope may not be the healthiest choice. Also: Percy is probably overpowered. I barely know DC lore outside Google, edits, and other fics. Jason is alive in this universe and NOT evil. Dick Grayson will appear eventually ;) This fic is probably fueled by sleep deprivation and emotional damage. All Percy Jackson characters belong to Rick Riordan and DC characters belong to DC Comics. I only own the plot changes for this story. Content Warnings Major Character Death Grief/Mourning PTSD & Trauma Panic Attacks Depression Eating Disorder References Self-Harm References Suicidal Thoughts/Implications Violence & Gore References Mental Health Themes Heavy Language/Cursing Please let me know if I should tag anything else. P.S. My spelling is terrible. We listen and we don't judge.

"We don't need to do anything!" Peter cut him off through gritted teeth. "You don't need to do anything! This wouldn't have happened if you left me alone! You've done enough, Nightwing!" Nightwing froze. Peter forced himself up, walking around the vigilante. "Peter- wait-" Nightwing snapped out of his shock. He turned to Peter and almost reached for his injured arm- but the boy immediately recoiled. Dick realised his mistake, and his hand simply hovered. "Don't fucking touch me." Peter spat with pure venom. "You've done enough." --- a/n: hello, got obsessed with this fanfic idea. Basically alternate ending to No Way Home, where Peter gets thrown in the middle of Gotham instead of just everyone forgetting who he is. Mostly inspired by Leap of Faith and IQ 250 on AO3, and Wayne Family Adventures from Webtoon. Not sure how long this will go, or where the plot will go. I just have a checklist of stuff I want Peter and the Batfam to do. Dick Grayson is Richard Parker.

Persephone Jackson is tired of saving the world. Jason Todd is tired of pretending he wants to be saved at all. ... Unfortunately for both of them, the barriers between their worlds are collapsing. (fem Percy Jackson x Jason Todd)

Percy Jackson was tired of the hero gig. It was bloody and messy and had only ever left her bodies to count and memories she wished she could forget. After being imprisoned in Hell, she is granted her freedom. But gods. She almost wishes she could go back. Her freedom had come at much too high a cost... When she finally get home from the war and has survived all the destruction it put her body, mind, and spirit through, she just wants to rest at home. Safe. When had she ever been safe? When her cousin comes knocking on her door with a job offer she has a hard time refusing, how will Percy's story change as she makes the transition from Hero to Teacher? 64,872 words as of Chapter 54. Not gonna lie, there is a fair amount of League bashing (mostly Batman. I love him but I needed a common antagonist im sorry) I do not own Percy Jackson or Young Justice. I do own the words in this story and the plot. Please don't repost to another site. Please read vote and share. Love you all. hppjmxrgosg.

Daniel Fenton may be dead, but he wasn't suicidal. Unfortunately, avoiding Batman and his vigilantes get a lot harder when he's stuck in a seven year olds body in Gotham. Clockwork so owes him for this. - In which Danny Fenton fixes a broken family, grows a bit as a person, and makes another technically-dead friend. Not exactly in that By smallgaything Sorry guys another good Ao3 book, this one is actually because I didn't want to read it on the website so I decided to upload it here for me to read instead you can read it 2 if yw but idc its not mine enjoy ig.

Alexandra Wayne is a forgotten anomaly in her family. She is no vigilante and has no ties to the double lives her father and siblings lead. She is unacknowledged, unappreciated, and under the assumption that her family's behavior will never change. Perhaps Alexandra should have remembered what is said about assuming. Freshly graduated from medical school, Alexandra returns to Gotham for the first time in years, planning to complete her surgical residency, spend time with Alfred, and then hightail it back across the country to marry her fiancé. The Waynes seem to have other plans for their lost bird.

- After the Giant War Percy has to go live with her brother in Gotham. Only problem is, her brother is Jason Todd A.K.A The Red Hood --{Highest Ranks}-- 1 in #Batman 2 in #JasonTodd 2 in #BruceWayne 51 in #PercyJackson 1 in #redhood 7 in #DamianWayne 𝟥 in #TimDrake 4 in #FemPercy 4 in #JasonGrace 1 in #Nightwing 3 in #dc 3 in #robin 𝖲𝗍𝖺𝗋𝗍𝖾𝖽 𝖮𝖼𝗍𝗈𝖻𝖾𝗋 2, 2020 𝖥𝗂𝗇𝗂𝗌𝗁𝖾𝖽 𝖣𝖾𝖼𝖾𝗆𝖻𝖾𝗋 24, 2020

Danny Phantom meets the Dc universe. I red waaaay too many fics about this and love them all. wanted to try my hand at writing some myself. Chapter 1 - A chance encounter with a ghost in the middle of bumfuck nowhere changes Jasons life. He has a chat about it with his big bro. Chapter 2- Family dinner to celebrate Jason being rid of the pit madness. in true Bat fasion they all have a bunch of questions. Chapter 3- Jason and Phantom meet again. This time in the Red Hoods turf. Is it chance? Fate? Or are meddling Achients mashing the two undead boys together for their own amusement? Chapter 4- Constantine is a disaster drunk and decides to summon the ghost king. He could have just called. Chapter 5-Batmans stressing about making contingencies against phantoms ever expanding power list. At least the ghost is cooperative. Chapter 6- The justice league wants to try talking ou tthe differences between Ghosts and Ghost hunters. Naturally it devolves into chaos. Chapter 7- In a bid to gain true immortality, Ra's summons the king of the dead. He should not have tried to use the Bats as human sacrifices. Chapter - John Constantine meets and adopts a ghost teen. maybe even make it two. No B you cant have my kids. they are mine. Chapter- Jason uses his new powers as Red Knight of the Ghost King to get himself and his family out of a tough spot with some cultists. He just kind of forgot to mention he could do that. Chapter- The Fentons go ghost hunting in Gotham. The ghost they're after? Batman ofcourse. Danny wants to warn the Batclan and get outta dodge. What do you mean the adoption papers are already signed? Chapter-J'onn J'onzz meets a perculiar teen halfway in space. they have an emotional conversatiion.

This day was just getting worse and worse for Danny. First, he gets dragged to Gotham City with his parents for some 'ghost hunting' convention, and then on his first flight out, he gets captured! Jazz is gonna kill him. Now he's stuck in a Fenton Tech Containment device in some strange cave filled with cars and computers, and he has no idea what to do or how he will escape. Right now he just needs to... -IS THAT BATMAN!? The Bats have been having a hard time recently. For the last few weeks, glowing green creatures from all over had been flocking towards Gotham City. They don't know what they are or why they are coming. They started getting their hands on 'ghost tech' from hunters across America, and now Bruce is holding a ghost hunters convention to see if he could get some more info. But now Tim was looking at the first ghost they have been able to capture. He had glowing green eyes and bright white hair. And he... He just possessed Tim, didn't he? "It's not possession, it's overshadowing! And how are you awake!?"

After sacrificing everything to save his world, Tony Stark is given a second life-reborn in the DC universe as the son of a Kryptonian prince and a human woman who loved beyond galaxies. Tony struggles to reconcile who he was with who he's becoming. Caught between two worlds and two heroes-Clark Kent and Bruce Wayne-he must decide whether he is meant to be a weapon, a ruler, or simply a man trying to live again. Disclaimer: nothing is mine except the idea.

Book 6 of Phantom Dimensional Series (Yes, it's the adopted book.) PDS=Phantom Dimensional Series WARNING!! BLOOD, A BIT OF GORE, MATURE LANGUAGE, FLUFF MAYBE SMUT. IF (EMPHASIS ON IF) THERE IS SMUT THEN IT WILL BE PLACED IN SEPARATE CHAPTERS SO IT WOULD BE EASIER FOR THE SENSITIVE PEOPLE OUT THERE TO JUST SKIP TOO THE NEXT CHAPTER...I. O.W. EVERYONE CAN READ IT! AFTER DANNY AND DANIELLE GOT CAPTURED BY THE GIW AND THEY WERE EXPERIMENTING DANNY. THEY WERE TRYING TO HURT DANI BUT THE OLDER HALFA DIDN'T ALLOW IT AND PROTECTS HIS DAUGHTER, EVEN IF HE IS IN PAIN HIMSELF. THE YOUNG JUSTICE TEAM GOT A INFILLTRATION MISSION FROM THE JUSTICE LEAGUE. THE TARGET: GIW...WHAT THEY FOUND WAS RATHER...SHOCKING. Hey guys, new author here. Now I am adding a few things of my own. Danny is immortal and is older than everyone thinks he is but Dani's age remains the same. Vlad cloning Dani just happened when Danny was 40 years old. He still looks like a teen of 17-18 years old though. Enjoy! Ratings #Conner- 1 (30 March 2021)

Percy fits the bill for Gotham's very favorite family for the heroic with miserably mysterious pasts. Getting placed in the custody of the Crown Prince of Gotham closes a door and opens another. Add half a dozen "roommates" to the mix and chaos ensues. Hyperactive teens, emotionally stunted father figures, and a high-tide for crime feels a little more familiar than Percy thought it would have. ••• This fic is ongoing with irregular updates: read at your own risk.

On the surface, Captain Marvel seems like an air-headed, cheery, carefree guy with way too much power on his hands. The League knows next to nothing about the guy, save for what he's told them (which isn't much) and many of them can't seem to wrap their heads around his contradicting existence. Well, that is, until they get a look inside his head.

Danny Fenton has just witnessed his parents, friends and teacher die at the hand of the nasty burger explosion. To avoid Vlad and becoming Dan he moves to Happy Harbour, hoping to attend school and have a somewhat normal teenage life. Nothing is normal when the Young Justice team are involved though, especially when they take an interest in Danny.