Life can change || Invincible x DC

Things Never Change

Mark walked up the steps to his apartment, the old wooden staircase creaked with every step, he thought that he even saw plaster fall from the ceiling as the building would collapse at any minute. But to him for the past 10 years this had been home 'Though hopefully for not much longer' he thought to himself as he walked down the corridor before fishing the keys out of his trousers and unlocking the door to his apartment.

The whole apartment was dark, and the window had been left open again, Mark sighed as he saw his Mom on the sofa again having fallen asleep in her uniform. She wore a cheap business skirt with a dress shirt, she had her own real estate company back in Metropolis but after Dad disappeared she took it pretty hard and it fell under. Now she works for some other real estate company owned by some of the Old Bloods of Gotham, though he wished she would quit. They worked her hard and paid her a pittance, and she rarely gets any commission as she's been given the job of selling properties in the Bowery, no one with money and a single brain cell would be stupid enough to buy anything there. So it meant she had long days and short nights nearly 7 days a week.

But Mark was going to change that, he'd done well on his first job and if he just took a few more they could leave this place and maybe go back to Metropolis. He'd miss some of the friends he'd made here but he loved his Mom more than anyone and if this is what it took to get her from working herself to death then so be it. His Mom had always told him when he was younger that things can always change and soon they would.

He picked up his mother before taking her towards her bedroom, placing her into the bed before taking her shoes off and tucking her in, he kissed her on the forehead before closing the door and heading back into the living area. Before he sits down he gets a text message on his phone, taking it out he looks at it.

*Good work, we have another job tomorrow. We only have one more batch of product coming in, high-grade stuff. Escort the truck, double the amount*

Mark sent a quick confirmation text before putting his phone away. While he was glad they were offering him more work he hoped he'd at least get a day to rest 'Guess it can't be helped' he thought to himself as he sat down on the sofa before turning on the TV.

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"Ahahhahahahahahaha"

Barbara scowled as she heard the obnoxious laughter of Damian Wayne, the newest Robin echo throughout the Batcave "Can you shut up! It's not funny" she shouted at him as she threw the closet object to her.

"Steady now Miss Barbara," Alfred Pennyworth said as he bound the bandages around her ribs, she'd cracked a few but they'd heal up in a few weeks, or so the Bat-family butler had said.

"There we go, all done now," he said as he stood up straight patting his hands and straightening his uniform.

"Thank you, Alfred," Barbara said with a smile as she lowered her t-shirt before getting off the medical table.

Damian still stood there with a smirk on his face which made Barbara punch the bridge of her nose "Father is going to be pissed... getting beaten by a low-level thug, I truly expected more from Batgirl" he said as he took a seat in one of the chairs around the Bat computer.

"Now now Master Damian, Master Bruce has had plenty of failures in his past, he won't berate her for her mistakes as long as she learns from them" Alfred said as he started to clear up, putting old plates and tea cups on a tray which he then started to take upstairs.

Barbara couldn't help but sigh, she did deserve to be berated, she made a stupid mistake and rushed in and it allowed him to get the drop on her. Though it did raise a question of what she was going to do, she knew Mark and even knew where he lived but she knew that he wasn't a bad guy. They had fallen out of touch ever since she had gotten stabbed, he felt guilty about her getting hurt and so they just kind of drifted away, it didn't help that they went to different schools.