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[Star City. January 15, 16:30 PDT. 2009
David Lance POV]
Dinah was elated.
The expression on her face when I told her I had joined the football team, was something akin to that of a person experiencing bliss.
It was almost scary.
I guess seeing me socialize was doing wonders for her.
"As expected of my protegee," Oliver grinned, "First the football team, then the ladies," he added, wiggling his eyebrows.
"Oliver!" Dinah growled, slapping the back of Oliver's head as she turned to look at me, "Remember our talk, don't be silly, protect your willy."
Okay, I'm officially done with this conversation.
~Bye,~ I waved at her before turning around.
"Remember, when in doubt, shroud your spout!" Dinah added. At times like this, I wished I was allowed to groan.
"Huh, huh! I have one!" Oliver snickered, "Don't be a loner, cover your boner!"
I hate them.
"I have another! Before you attack her, wrap your whacker!"
I really hate them.
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After two hours of meditation in my room.
Cleaning my inner self from those… condom-related comments. I started to do my homework, which took me roughly ten minutes to complete.
Thank Batman for that.
His assignments make schoolwork look like a joke.
With that out of the way, I grabbed the TV remote and turned the TV on.
I had nothing else to do anyways.
Today was my day off, in general.
No training.
Nothing.
Just doing whatever I wanted to do.
*BRRRRRR* *BRRRRRR* *BRRRRRR*
I blinked, turning to look at my phone that lay on the bed, vibrating.
Curious as to who was texting me, I grabbed the phone, and saw three notifications from Oliver.
[You can't go wrong if you shield your dong]
[If you're not going to sack it, go home and whack it]
[Cover your stump before you hump]
Ok… blocking Oliver for the foreseeable future.
*BRRRRRR*
Who now?
[Kid, I'm rich, we can do this all day, I will buy new lines just to bother you]
I sighed, smiling at the message, before replying, [I will help Dinah shave your mustache if you keep at it.]
[Le gasp! You wouldn't dare! You take that back! But seriously kid, don't do anything I wouldn't do, and use a condom, every, single, time.] Oliver replied.
[I started school twelve hours ago… besides, I already know.] I replied.
[Good, just making sure.] Oliver replied.
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[Gotham City. January 17, 09:15 CT. 2009
Dick Grayson POV]
As I ran through Batman's training course.
I couldn't help but let my mind wonder why Batman hadn't offered David a place in Gotham's academy.
I mean, if anyone needed a friend in that fake place they called school was me.
It would be nice for a change to have someone that knows your double life.
Then again.
The owls were still a thing.
And they had attacked him.
Outside Gotham, which according to Batman was their main base of operations. If David moved here, the attacks could in theory increase.
So I guess I see why.
"Damn it!" I cursed, as the robot slammed me on the side, that's what I get for distracting.
"What happened?" Batman asked, his voice cold and accusing.
"I was thinking," I replied.
Batman said nothing, giving me a stare.
God, I hated his stare.
"It won't happen again," I promised.
"Losing focus, even for a bit in our line of duty, is detrimental, a single error can and will cost you, your life, so try to keep your eyes open, and your mind ready," Batman said, turning around as he walked to his computer.
In retrospect, I'm glad David is not living with us, you need a Ph.D. to deal with Batman, I'm pretty sure Red Tornado has more feelings than Bruce.
"Do the course, again," Batman commanded.
"Aye aye, captain," I chuckled, this time ready to beat my record.
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[Metropolis. January 31, 04:30 EDT. 2009
Lex Luthor POV]
Black Bolt.
Or should I say, waste of money?
The one DNA we still couldn't clone, or work with.
It baffled me, how his DNA was even more complicated to work with than Superman's DNA.
It was vastly more unstable and was in layman's terms impossible to read. At least, with the boy of steel, we could decode and understand some of his DNA, but with Black Bolt's, it was like someone had smashed their head on a keyboard repeatedly, for hours, then tried to translate the result to Klingon, and then gave that to a monkey, and we got whatever the monkey transcribed.
It was vexing, but more than that, annoying.
Millions were wasted in trying to understand his DNA.
Eventually, I just said, for the lack of a better word, fuck it, for the time being, with our technology, it's a waste of time.
Besides, our estimates put him way under Superman, so if anything our efforts in Cadmus should be focused on perfecting our… earlier mistakes.
Not trying to solve a problem that didn't need solving in the first place.
"Sir, we have a call on line eight,"
I sighed, "Very well."
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[Star City. February 7, 12:30 PDT. 2009
David Lance POV]
Apparently, Oliver was right.
Being part of the football team had somehow, increased my sex appeal. It was honestly annoying.
But beyond the girls, calling me the silent yet loving type, comparing me to a few vampire characters they fancied, being part of the football team was fun.
It was like playing a game on easy mode, after playing Dark Soul for hours.
It was refreshing.
Like a nice day in a spa.
"Hey bro, wanna come to a party with us later today?" Aaron asked, snapping me out of my long reverie.
I shook my head, parties were not my thing. Besides, today I had to patrol the city with Oliver.
"Ahh," Aaron pouted.
"Don't mind him," Aadav chuckled.
"One of these days, one of these days I will see you party David," Aaron chuckled, back to his usual demeanor. If I had to describe him, I would say he was like a golden retriever, always happy to hang around friends, a loveable goof.
~Never,~ I signed, grabbing my backpack.
"He said no, right?" Aaron muttered, looking at Luke with a lost expression.
"He said, never," Luke clarified with a smile.
"Dang it, I was so close," Aaron sighed, "I'm learning though!" he chuckled, "Luke is teaching me!" he added with a proud smile.
I looked at Luke for confirmation.
"He said he wanted to learn our secret language, and well, I obliged," Luke shrugged.
"I will be doing jutsus in no time!" Aaron grinned.
"I… ugg," Aadav sighed, rubbing his temples.
I smiled.
Maybe pretending to be normal would be okay, at least for a while.
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[Star City. February 7, 12:30 PDT. 2009
Mike The Bully POV]
If Mr. Mute sissy pants thought he had escaped me, he had another thing coming.
"Dude, are you sure this is wise?" Lemar asked, frowning, "He's on the football team, you touch him, and the entire team will have our balls bro."
I glared at him, "The football team can suck my dick, the mute kid disrespected me, and he will pay for it, end of discussion."
It was more of a grudge I had with Luke, but the mute kid was an easier target, a way easier target.
"There he is," George pointed, smiling wide. As David walked to his locker.
"Let's have a chat with our friend then," I smiled, walking towards David, ready to show him a thing or two.
"Hey loser," George called out, but David had the balls to ignore him.
Did he really think being on the football team made him untouchable?
"My friend here is talking to you, mute, so pay attention," I spat with a smile, slamming my hand close to his head on the lockers.
David sighed, turning around.
"Good, now, let's have a walk," I smiled, putting my hand on his shoulder, gripping it tightly.
David smiled, tilting his head to the side before nodding.
Good.
Happy he knew his place, I guided David around the school to the changing rooms, where we would… teach him the rules of this school, in a hands-on manner.
"Close the door," I ordered Lemar who begrudgingly nodded, doing as he was told.
Doors closed, I cracked my knuckles and swung my fist at the mute, who ducked under my swing.
"Grab him!" I growled, if the little bastard wanted this to go the hard way, he would have the hard way.
Nodding at my command, both Lemar and George rushed at him, trying to grab him.
However, the mute dodge their first attempt, before delivering a horizontal kick to George's face, knocking him out. George's body fell to the floor of the changing room with a loud thud, as the mute looked at me with a friendly smile, his foot still in the air.
"Fuck this shit," Lemar shuddered, taking a few steps back before running to the door.
"The fuck you think you're going!" I shouted, turning to look at Lemar, who paid me no heed, opening the door before running away.
Cursing under my breath, I turned to see the mute, kneeling on the ground, checking George, almost as if confirming George was okay.
"That's it, I'm fucking you up!" I roared, running towards him, right hook ready to knock some mother fuckers out.
The mute sighed, standing up.
Finally, within range, I swung my arm at him once again, but instead of feeling my fist connecting, I felt pain, and then nothing.
…..
...
.....
"What happened?" I muttered, opening my eyes.
"Finally awake huh?" I heard someone say, in an angry tone, a voice I knew very well, my father.
"Dad," I muttered, turning to look at him.
"Imagine my surprise, when I got a call from the school saying, you got beat up, trying to beat up a mute kid for no FUCKING reason," Dad growled, his fist-shaking.
"Dad, I was only defending myself!" They had no proof, the changing room had no cameras.
"Don't even!" Dad barked, his face turning red, "The kid had multiple witnesses, and to make matters worse, he's friends with FUCKING OLIVER QUEEN! MY BOSS!"
"Sir, mind your language," The nurse chastised.
"Fuck my language!" Dad shot back at her, his eyes never leaving mine, "One note from that kid, and I could lose my job, one FUCKING NOTE, A SINGLE FUCKING NOTE, AND WE WOULD BE ON THE STREETS!"
"I'm sorry dad, I didn't know," I defended.
"Why would you even… he did nothing to you! For the love of!" Dad growled in frustration.
"He disrespected me!" I said, my voice wavering.
"He disrespected… oh, why didn't you say so? That explains everything!" Dad laughed, "He didn't bow to you, so let's fuck him!? Is that it?!"
"Sir, if you continue this, I will call the police," The school nurse said sternly.
"You will apologize to that kid, am I clear?" Dad growled.
"Yes," I nodded.
"Good," Dad nodded.
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[Star City. February 9, 10:25 PDT. 2009
David Lance POV]
I was suspended from school, just for a week.
Apparently, beating a bully, even if he was the one to initiate the fight, was against the school's rules.
Not that I cared.
Dinah was proud I had kicked some ass.
So, I was basically having a week off in the house.
And what was I doing during this week? Taking the time to read, and paint. Two of my favorite things.
*BRRRRR*
[Wanna hang out later?] Dick.
I looked at the phone for a second before replying, [You mean, like… hanging out, hanging out, or…. "Hanging out".]
With Dick you had to be sure, sometimes his invitations were to patrol Gotham and such, so it was best to confirm before answering him.
[Hahaha, "Hanging out," and then, hanging out,] Dick replied, sending a bunch of custom emojis, most of them Robin-themed.
I sighed, [Is he aware of this?]
[He's aware of everything…] Robin replied, sending me a deadpan emoji.
[Fine, we can "hang out,"] I replied, I mean, I had nothing better to do, crime in Star City had been relatively slow, so what better place to keep my skills sharp than Gotham City, the city with the highest crime rate I know.
Seconds after I sent the reply, I heard a faint knock at my window, to which I sighed, I already knew who it was.
"So, let's go, Batman has the jet a few miles away from here," Robin grinned, opening my window, my locked window.
~Next time, use the door, maybe?~ I replied, pointing at the door.
"Where is the fun in that?" Robin snorted, waving me off.
~You are annoying at times, you know that?~ I smiled, kneeling on the floor of my room while reaching under my bed and grabbing my suit.
"I know, it's part of my charm," Robin winked as I rolled my eyes.
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[Star City. February 9, 10:45 PDT. 2009
David Lance POV]
After texting Dinah I was going out with Robin for a few days, I exited my room with Robin, and followed him to the Bat jet.
Where Batman waited for us.
"Black Bolt," Batman greeted his tone as always cold and emotionless.
I waved at him.
"We have work to do, let's go," Batman said, opening the doors of his jet by pressing a button on his belt.
"I call shotgun!" Robin exclaimed, running towards the Jet.
All, while I gave Batman a look that said, how do you two even manage? I mean, they were total opposites.
Batman smiled, ever so lightly, before going back to his normal state saying, "I manage."
I smiled, I guess the Black Knight had a heart under all that military-grade kevlar after all.
Still smiling, I walked to the Jet, and sat on the back, as I looked out the window, wondering what kind of week I would have in Gotham, and why now of all times, Batman had invited me to go back.
I was before today, under the suspicion Batman didn't want me anywhere near Gotham, thanks to the Owl incident.
"Your sister asked me to take you," Batman said, almost as if reading my mind.
~How can you know I was thinking about that?~ I asked, perplexed, greatest detective and all, there was no way my face was conveying that much information.
"I have my ways," Batman's reply was short and to the point, I guess all can be summed to because he's Batman.
"He's Batman, just… deal with it," Robin chuckled.
~I guess you are right,~ I replied, going back to my window as the Jet to flight.
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[Gotham City. February 09, 12:55 CT. 2009
David Lance POV - Day 1 -]
We arrived at Gotham quite quickly. Not only Batman's Jet was fast, but Star City was relatively close to the dark city, a few hours on the road, on a car, so it was only natural a Jet ride would take a few minutes at most.
Though I wonder why we hadn't used the zeta tubes, those felt like a more practical solution.
Then again, maybe Batman wanted to test flight his Jet for reasons he had yet to disclose.
I guess, in the end, it doesn't matter.
I got a ride a Jet, and that's always a cool experience.
Anyway.
Once we arrived at the Bat cave. The butler greeted us with some drinks, orange juices, for whatever reason.
All while I admired the cave and its design. The cave's centerpiece and the main piece of attraction was a supercomputer, that looked out of this world, and it probably was, the cave also has a collection of ancient armor including but not limited to outfits worn by European Knights, Desert nomads, and Samurai warriors throughout the centuries.
Additionally, on the levels below, from what I could tell, the cave contained state-of-the-art facilities such as a crime lab, various specialized laboratories, mechanized workshops, a personal gymnasium, a vast library, and much, much more.
I wonder how he managed to build all this without giving away his identity.
"Alfred," Batman said, snapping me out of my admiration tour.
"Master Wayne," Alfred greeted, with a fond smile gracing his face. It was clear to see, the old man loved Batman.
"Thanks, but I already had something to drink, four hours ago," Batman replied, his normally cold seemingly emotionless breaking just enough for me to know he loved the man in front of him deeply like a son would a father.
"I'm afraid I can't allow you to go without your dose of Vitamin C, sir," Alfred bowed a bit, giving one of the orange juices to Batman.
"Thanks," Batman replied, grabbing the drink.
"Master Dick," Alfred smiled, offering Robin the next glass of orange juice.
"Thanks, Alfred," Dick grinned, grabbing the drink.
"And last, but not least, Master David," Alfred bowed, offering me the last cup.
~Thanks,~ I signed before grabbing the cup.
~You are most welcomed,~ Alfred replied using sign language, just before bowing and taking his leave.
"We will start our training in a few minutes," Batman spoke, his drink already gone, only leaving behind an empty glass.
"And after that?" Robin asked, tilting his head.
"We patrol," Batman replied.
I nodded, happy with that arrangement.
"Drink your juice," Batman added, without even looking at us.
At his request, I started drinking the juice Alfred had so graciously given me and found myself drinking the entire thing in under a second. Best orange juice I had ever had the pleasure of having, I can't help but wonder what kind of brand Batman uses?
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[Gotham City. February 09, 2:30 CT. 2009
David Lance POV - Day 1 -]
After training.
We took to the streets, with Batman patrolling the north side, and Robin and I, patrolling the west.
Later, we would move to the east and south, but for now, those were our positions.
"We could cover more ground if we separated," Robin complained under his breath.
I shrugged, in my opinion having a backup if something went south, sounded like a good plan, and in terms of experience Batman outclassed us, by a lot, so him being alone, and us being together made perfect sense from a tactical point of view.
"I know, I know, he's Batman, we are not," Robin chuckled, reading my face.
~I mean, you have to admit, my logic has no holes in it,~ I smiled at him.
Robin rolled his eyes, turning to look at the streets to see some people trespassing inside a warehouse nearby, "I think our night just got more interesting," he grinned, pointing at them.
I nodded, pressing one of the buttons in my custom radio that said, enemy spotted, to let Batman know.
{Robin,} Batman spoke through the com.
"Two men, around their thirties, trespassing a warehouse, they looked armed," Robin answered to his unspoken question.
{Proceed with caution,} Batman replied, {Do not engage until you confirm their range.}
"Roger that," Robin nodded, turning to look at me with a smile, "Let's kick some ass!"
I raised an eyebrow at that.
"Yeah, yeah, I know, do not engage, but if they happen to be simple goons, we can engage, right?" Robin chuckled.
I sighed, nodding.
"Let's go!" Robin grinned.
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With our target acquired, we infiltrated the warehouse, separating in the process, because Robin was being a bit too excitable, so I had to use another route for the time being.
I wasn't as stealthy as the Boy Wonder, nor as small, so his route was not one I could use, I mean, I didn't fit in the vent he had used, the perks of being small, I suppose.
Once inside the warehouse, I sat in a dark corner, and turn the hearing augmentation device Batman had installed in my suit to hear everything around better, giving me the ability to hear everything, without having to get dangerously near to the enemy.
It served to assess the threat before engaging.
<The longer we stay here, the more likely the Bat will come!> I heard someone say, the moment I turned the hearing augmentation device. The voice sounded, scared.
<Let him, that's after all, part of the plan,> The second voice was gruff and deep, like that of a man that had seen things, it somehow felt, familiar. I just couldn't remember why it sounded familiar.
<You didn't pay us for that!> The first man complained.
<Silence, besides, it's not like you will fight him, that's what I was hired for. Also, it's a bit too late for complaining, his sidekicks are already here.> The second voice replied, startling me a bit, he knew we were here, we had to escape, whoever this person was, I felt he was out of our league.
"Isn't that right, kid?" A voice said behind me.
Startled, I spun around to find someone I didn't want to find standing a few feet behind me. Deathstroke.
Cursing at my luck, I pressed the SOS alarm on my belt, alerting Batman we were in deep trouble as I resolved to stale the obviously out-of-my-league villain.
"So, the question now is… will you do better than the boy wonder, or like him, you will disappoint?" Deathstroke said, taking a step forward.
He… he had taken Robin out already?!
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