Batman Stories

"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 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]

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)

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.

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.

When Damian Wayne and Jon Kent stumble across a massive, robin's egg-blue... well, egg, their first instinct isn't to call Batman or Superman it's to keep it. Obviously. Totally convinced it's a rare endangered species (and totally not wanting anyone else to take credit for raising it), the boys smuggle it home and tell their parents it's for a school project. What's the worst that could happen? Except, the egg is warm. It pulses with energy. And weird things keep happening around it-shadows flicker, electronics glitch. What they don't know? The "egg" is actually a healing cocoon for Danny Fenton, a half-ghost teenager from another dimension. Badly injured in a fight, Danny reverted to his dormant state-hoping to recover in peace. Instead, he's about to be raised by two overprotective preteens with a penchant for chaos and a complete lack of self-preservation. As Danny slowly starts to hatch, secrets unravel, powers clash, and the Bat and Super families find themselves at the center of something far stranger-and more heartwarming-than they ever expected.

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?).

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.

Kai Kuroba is no ordinary teenager; he is a reincarnated individual inhabiting the body of a second-year student in the dangerous comic book universe. Backed by a "Phantom Thief" system, his destiny is to establish himself as the world's most audacious criminal while maintaining his facade as an actor. After starting his career in Japan, the opportunity to move to Gotham arises when his childhood best friend, Tim Drake, invites him to study with him. ​Under the shadow of the skyscrapers, Kai's true plan is set in motion: he must locate those responsible for his father's disappearance and destroy the Immortality Gems before his enemies do. To achieve this, he must balance an impossible double life: being Tim's loyal confidant and, simultaneously, his greatest nemesis under the guise of Kaito Kid, the direct rival of Robin. ​"He is the toughest opponent the Gotham City Police Department has ever faced, surpassing even the Joker in how difficult he is to catch." - Jim Gordon ​"I still don't understand how he managed to steal my Green Lantern Ring right from under my nose." - Green Lantern ​"Kid was the first person to infiltrate the Fortress of Solitude, perfectly bypassing the Kryptonian security system. It still surprises me when I remember it." - Superman ​"He's smart, I admit it, but I will never say I can't handle him. Someday he will make a mistake, and I will take him to the highest-security cell on this earth." - Batman

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.

Danny liked to annoy Vlad, his friends knew it, his parents knew it, everyone knew it. He played pranks on the man constantly, flew to his mansion and stole food on many occasions, it's not like they fought much any more so Danny wasn't to worried about getting attacked. The problem was Danny never gave warning when he was coming, not that vlad ever really had people over, but it was bound to happen eventually. And it did. It happened the weekend vlad was hosting a family. The Wayne family //crossposted on AO3//

Tim Drake (aka red robin) accidentally "kills" a civilian while on patrol. Danny Fenton was not expecting to fall off a roof, but being the bored teen he was, decided it would be a great idea to mess with Gotham's vigilantes for a while.

"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.

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

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- 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

{Book 1 in The Demon Twins Series} What if Damian actually had a twin? Someone, who is similar yet different from Damian Wayne. His sister the stress-relieving part of Damian, but also the most dangerous side of Damian. She is the angel in disguise, the shadow of Damian, the other Demon. Follow the story of the Batfamily in The Other Demon Read the Sequel: "The Normal Life Of A Demon" Disclaimer: I do not own any of the characters, just the twin, sadly Started: April 18, 2020 Completed: June 16, 2020 Updates: Daily...sometimes. HIGHEST RANKINGS: #1 in DAMIANWAYNE 5/10/2020 #1 in JASONTODD 5/24/2020 #1 in TIMOTHYDRAKE 6/4/2020 #1 in WAYNE 6/6/2020 #1 in BATFAMILY 6/13/2020 #1 in BATBROTHERS 6/13/2020 #1 in BATMAN 6/15/2020 #3 in SIBLINGS 6/20/2020 #1 in TWINS 6/25/2020 #1 in NIGHTWING 7/17/2020 #1 in RICHARDGRAYSON 7/25/2020 #1 in ROBIN 8/8/2020 #1 in DICKGRAYSON 9/9/2020

Alice Emily is a 7 year old girl and she found her self in Gotham after her extended family abandoned her there when she was 5. After escaping a facility who exploited her for her ability of regeneration at 7, she finally realizes that she has no where to stay. What will she do?

Billy's in a bad place. Consistently on the run from bullies and the like, unable to eat or find a stable place to sleep for more than a week-- Sure, he's Captain Marvel, but he'd never use his powers for his own gain. Thankfully, Alfred Pennyworth comes to the rescue.

"Hey! Who's the kid over there?" "I wouldn't bother him if I were you. You'd be dead." * Phantom. The inmate that made all villains shiver. The boy- no older than sixteen- made his reputation in Arkham the moment he stepped foot in that psycho house. Batman wonders who this boy is. Why was he here? How come there are no answers to his question? Who was this boy? * The art cover is mine. The characters in this book belong to their respective owners. The story plot belongs to _ in FanFiction.Net.