[3rd person]
Gotham Bay
"Come on man! We gotta bounce before someone comes around!"
A man wearing a beanie was seen pacing here and there, panicking as another man sat down on a giant wooden crate, lighting his cigarette before puffing out the smoke.
"Relax, what's got you on your toes?"
" We're in Gotham man! The boss doesn't want people getting onto him"
" Hey man relax aight? The boss ain't here with us so he ain't gonna catch us slacking for a couple of minutes. Besides, who's gon bust us?"
A figure from the shadows above them dropped down at the scene which made them both get into a defensive stance.
"Me."
The hooded figure rushed at the both of them as they whipped out two steel batons and charged at him. The figure wasn't as large as the other two thugs but he was definitely agile which worked in his favour. He swiftly dodged the first thug who swung at him before jumping and landing a right hook across the face of the other. The second thug stumbled back at the hit but soon regained his composure like it was just a love tap. The figure stood there, surprised that he ate the punch like it was nothing.
Distracted, the first thug tackled him from behind onto the ground before lifting him up in the air. The figure hit both sides of the thug's head, causing him to drop him down. They were about to go at it again when another figure joined the party. Batman.
"Red Hood!"
He threw a couple of flash grenade to stun the thugs which worked.
"Didn't think you'd be alone. Where's replacement number three?" Red Hood said nonchalantly to Batman.
Before he could get a response, they both jumped out and focused on their own person to beat up. Red Hood landed a few punches across the guy.
"Here's payback for that tackle." He said as he jumped and was about to kick his head when the thug grabbed his leg and swung him towards the crates before going over to where Batman was to help his friend.
"That's gonna leave a mark" He groaned as he tried to stand up. The two guys and Batman were at it neck to neck, Batman was much more skilled in evading their attacks and landing a few of his own when the both of them body charged at him but Batman immediately blocked their attacks, knocking him a few meters back. They both then took out an RPG each and aimed it at Batman.
"Bye bye Bat-freak!" One of them said.
Red Hood pulled out his gun and aimed at the ammunition crate just next to the thugs. He pulled the trigger, causing the entire warehouse to explode. Immediately Batman grappled onto a nearby street lamp and picked up Red Hood to get him out of harm's way.
[Y/N]
Bruce lets go of me once we were hovering above land, causing me to land quite a fall. I was already in pain from the fight.
" Hey! Easy on the landing there."
Batman just glared at me as I got up.
" You crossed the line. Again." He growled, his anger reaching it's limit
" That's gratitude for you" I said, dusting myself off; folding my arms as we both held eye contact.
" I had it under control!"
" Yeah? The way I see it you were about to get your ass blown to kingdom come."
"We needed to know why they were doing what they were doing! Y/N, we agreed. You're allowed to operate in Gotham and not be brought in if you do things under my rule!"
" No, you agreed to that. I just said I'm here to clean the filth up in Gotham"
He took a good long stare at me
" Then maybe Gotham no longer require your services"
I was dumbfounded at the statement.
" Are you kicking me out?"
" No. I told you that if you cross the line once more, there'd be consequences." He said before pausing.
" You're being relocated to San Francisco."
I flipped open my mask and since I was wearing my domino mask underneath, I was in the clear to show my face but I was pissed.
"Really Bruce?! The Titans? They're a bunch of teens who don't know how to control their abilities!"
"Then you'll fit right in." He said coldly as he turned around and jumped into the Batmobile.
" And if I refuse?"
" Then I'll turn you in myself."
I scoffed at him as he drove off.
"What does he think I am? Twelve? I don't need to be babysit."
I grumbled as I head to my motorcycle. I rode to the nearest drive thru and got myself a cheese burger. After I was done eating, I head back to Batcave. Bruce was still out patrolling so I didn't have to see his face. I went upstairs where Alfred was waiting by the kitchen with a cup of tea. Typical Alfred.
"S'up Alfred." I said before plopping myself on one of the barstool by the kitchen island.
"Master Todd! What a surprise to see you back so soon."
"Yeah. . ."
"What seems to be on your mind young man?"
" Bruce just told me he's sending me away to work with the Titans. Can I have something stronger than tea?" I said pointing to the cup that was in front of me. Alfred then took out a glass and poured some whiskey for me. I thanked him before taking it.
"The Titans? Why?"
" I did some stuff he didn't like. He told me I'm going away. So nothing new."
" Except this time you ARE going away." He stated to which I just nod my head as I fiddled with the glass in my hand.
" I believe Master Bruce has his good intentions behind every decision he makes. Look at it as an opportunity to prove to him that you are worthy of carrying that symbol without him needing to look out for you."
I lightly scoffed at what he said before drinking the last of my drink.
"I'm going to bed, Alfred. Goodnight."
" Good night Master Todd."
I tossed and turned all night before eventually drifting off to sleep.
/ Flashback /
"Let's try and clear this up okay pumpkin? What hurts more?"
"A?"
*crack*
"Or B?"
*crack*
"Forehand"
*smack*
" Or back hand?"
*smack*
"HAHAHHAHAHAHAHH~"
I jolted up from my sleep, sweating as my heart was racing. My breathing was fast. I had these nightmares every once in awhile but not often do I get up from it. I calmed myself down before laying back down to continue my sleep.
The next day
I began to pack my bag as Alfred came in to inform me breakfast was served. I was still pissed at Bruce for sending me to work with the Titans. He knows full well I don't play nice with others besides the Bat-family.
"I'm not hungry Alfred. Thanks." I replied as I stuffed my clothes in my bag to which I was left alone. Soon enough Bruce came at the door. I knew it was coming. He stood there, watching me as I was almost done packing. I didn't have much to be fair. Dick then appeared next to him.
"I hope you know that I only want the best for you by doing this." Bruce cracked up the silence.
"Maybe. Or maybe it's for your best." I said in defiance, zipping up my bag and headed downstairs. Bruce just shook his head in disbelief
[ Bruce ]
I watched as Y/N walked down before turning to face Dick. He and I both had the same look on our faces. We both know Y/N is a good kid at heart but he's impulsive, reckless—a loose cannon. Something that could jeopardize the mission.
" Look after him Dick."
" You know I will Bruce. Come on."
[ Y/N ]
I waited by my motorcycle for Dick. Soon enough he showed up.
" Hitching a ride?"
"Not me, my regular clothes." I said as I placed my bag with my usual clothes into the trunk of his car. I kept my gears in a carry-on at all times just to be prepared. And with that we headed off to San Francisco.
" So... How'd you screw up this time?"
" Not.The.Time, Dick. Focus on the road."
" Come on Y/N I wanna know!"
" I blew up two thugs to save his life."
" Well that's new."
We had small talks every now and then as we made our way to Titans Tower. I sighed heavily as I stood outside the building. We took the elevator up.
"You'll fit in, don't worry." Dick said placing his hand on my shoulder.
"I'm not planning to. I respect what you've done and accomplish here but in all honesty, I'd say I work better alone."
"We'll see about that." Dick said smirking which made me curious as to why he was so looking forward to me joining the Titans.
"You know. . . We never did have a chance to work together as a team." Dick stated.
"Well for one, you were away whilst I was still dressed in red and green tights and two, I think me and Bruce gotten things done way faster despite our difference in opinion." I said, slightly joking in that last part. He let out a small chuckle upon hearing it.
Despite our very distinctive personalities, I've always had respect for Dick as he for me, not to mention when I was younger, he was pretty much a role model.
"Smart-ass."
I just scoffed as the door slid open and I held my breath.