Renegade: robin's sister

Damian's p.o.v: Renegade meet batman (edited)

What was that? How did Renegade know? The alarms hadn't even gone off yet, but she still caught Cat Woman red handed.

" How did you know?" Asked Jason.

" I have my resources." She replied, smirking. 

How did she know? Was it possible she was psychic? No, she was keeping something from us.

" What resources?" Tim asked smugly.

" I'm not telling." Renegade replied. I could almost see her roll her eyes behind the mask. My sister is one tough nut to crack. The bat signal illuminated the dreary sky of Gotham.

" That's my cue to leave. See you around!" Renegade yelled and grappled away into the night.

I guess she's worried about meeting Father. Then again, he is Batman.

We ran from roof to roof until we got there. As always, Batman was already there.

" You're late." 

" What's happening?" I asked. 

"The Joker."

 Just great.

( Renagade's p.o.v:)_____________________

I ran off into the night. " The Joker " the familiar voices of the dead whispered.

Finally! My prayers have been answered. A real challenge!   

I stuck to the shadows. My black clothes helped me blend in. 

I had them cornered and they didn't even realize it! 

" Look what the bat draged in." I said and sent a punch to the Joker's jaw.

" Look who's back Mista J!" Harley exclaimed and swung her mallet at me. I jumped back.

What's taking them so long? The henchmen were still loading money onto the truck. 

Just then, a batarang pinned Harley  to the wall.

" Just on time  batsy!" the Joker laughed as he made his getaway. Not if I can help it! I sprint after them.

I was mad now! No one, and I mean no one escapes the clutches of an Al' ghul! When no one was looking, I used my powers to shadow travel onto the back of the truck.

Thankfully my sword was stuck into the truck or I might be dead. I clung on for dear life. 

With one arm, I took out my pocket knife.

I could feel the bat mobile fallowing us. 

I pulled myself on top of the truck and climbed to the side of the roof. With drawing my sword, I stuck it into the roof.

One, two, three! I kicked the window in, and slid in.

Just for the fun of it I yelled," This is a robbery! Gimme your money!"

" You again?" The Joker said, sounding board." Get her boys!"

Oh right. The henchmen. This might be harder than I thought.

I needed back up. Just this once.

" Arise and fight with me." I yelled, blocking a punch.

The car shook. A couple of zombies crawled out of nowhere. Within minutes, the henchmen were over powered. Now for the Joker.

" Owh." I heard him say.

I jumped into the front seat and wrestled for the wheel.   

I mentally face palm. The keys or brakes, duh. I stepped on the brakes with all my might.

The car skidded to stop. Then all went black.

( Damian's p.o.v)---------------------------------------------------------

Oh god. They just crashed into a wall. This had my sister writen all other it. Sure enough, Renegade was inside. She was unconscious, but otherwise fine. Thank god. She groaned, and slowly propped herself up.

" What happened?" She asked grogely and struggled to pry herself free from the car. I helped her out.

Police sierns were herd in the distance.

" Just great." She mumbled. 

" Who are you?" Father asked, glaring at her. 

" I'm Renegade." She replied with a knowing smirk. She started to walk away. 

Fauther sighed. " Come with me."

" Why should I?" Renegade said.

"So you don't end up in jail. Yet." Father replied, sounding annoyed.

" Fine." Replied an irritated  Renegade.

I grabbed her and grappled away.

( time skip)--------------------------------------------------

Father was interrogating Renegade after she got medical attention. 

I watched from the other side of the glass.

 " Where do you come from?" Father growled.

" Why do you care?" She replied, seeming unfazed by his infamous bat glare.

" Answer the question." 

" You should know the answer to that."

" Who are you?" 

" You should also know that. Why, we're family Mr. Wayne."

" Who told you!"

" It was easy, I just hacked into mother's files."

" Who's your mom?"

" Why, Talia Al' ghul of course!"

" Alford, set up a dna test."

" Right a way sir."

( time skip)

" Sir, she's related not to you, but to Master Damian." Silence.

" Alfred, get the adoption papers." Looks like my sister might be staying for a while.