Batfamily one-shots

Back from the dead into hell

Ages:
Bruce Wayne: 37
Richard Dick Grayson: 19
Jason Peter Todd: 16
Tim Drake: 15
Damian al-Ghul Wayne: 13
Jason died when he was 15. Everyone bit Dick lives at the manor. Jason was adopted at 15. He's only been living with Bruce for around a 6 months. Jason was dead for 6 months. 56

Bruce's POV

I slowly climb out of my king size bed. Today is the first day of school for Jason. After he came back it's been a ongoing battle to get him to go to school. I get dressed into black dress pants and a black button up with the sleeves rolled to the elbows because Tim said it was "the aesthetic". I walk down stairs to the kitchen. Alfred is cleaning, Damian and Tim are bickering while eating, and Jason is picking at his food. "Ready for school?" I ask while taking a seat at the island. "Tt farther I really don't see the reason for school." Damian states. I let out a sigh while Alfred hands me a mug of coffee. "Thanks." I mutter. Alfred nods. "Yep. I have a presentation in English." Tim answers while munching on his bacon. "I bet you'll do great." I then turn to Jason. "You ready?" He looks up from his barley eaten food. "Can't wait!" He sarcastically states.

(Time skip to school) Jason's POV

I jump out of the car and start walking towards the doors. Ever sense I moved back into the manor Bruce has told me I would be going back to school. I just never thought it would actually happen. I walk into school and a tall boy bumps into my shoulder. "Watch out freak!" He yells over his shoulder. Oh and top of being back into this hell everyone thinks I faked my death. Which I guess is better then saying I was beaten to death by a fucken clown. I look down at my paper. First period: math room: 223. After bit of a search I find it. I walk in and take a seat in the back. "Hey freak! Why don't you go fake your death again! The whole class breaks out in laughter. I sink down into my chair. "Attention class!" The teacher yells. Class goes by normal. I walk out of the class and start to walk towards English. "Hey street rat!" I tall jock dude runs up and slings his arm around me. I stiffen and quickly shake his arm off. "You should have just stayed dead." He states while pushing me. I fall into the lockers lining the wall. He leaves with his friends laughing. I stand up brushing myself off and walk into English. I again take a seat in the back. About half way threw the teacher calls on me. "Jason can you please read the the poem from Romeo and Juliet?" I nod and stand up. "Star crossed lovers of household war. Alike and destined to be no more with ill fated love as all they bore for each were shallow paramour, thigh oceans, seas and rivers dry, the brightest stars, they too, die. An end to all not true lie: Two hearts will hold and time untry. But I'm the end, though love is spent as currency of their intent, all shall sing a sad lament but only death will be benevolent." I quickly sit back down once I'm done. I here a couple snickers coming from the guy and his friends. "Thank you." The teacher states and then goes back to teaching.

I walk out of English. Most of the kids are heading to lunch. I run to the bathroom. Once I'm done I go to unlock my stall door when I here someone come in. "Did you here him reading? He sounded like a 5 year old." The guy from early states. A couple of people start to laugh. "I'm not fucken kidding that street rat doesn't belong here." I here a couple of his friends agree. After they all leave I walk out of the stall. I wash my hands and look into the mirror. (Street rat) I quickly wipe my eyes and head to the cafeteria. I grab a slice of pizza and a water. I take a seat in the back away from everyone. Once the bell rings I get up and start to walk to the doors when someone pulls my backpack and slams me into the wall. "Watch out fucker." Laughs break out. I look up to see him again. (Is this dude fucken everywhere?) "aw Caleb I thinks he's going to cry." One of I guess Caleb's friends laughs out. I stand up to only be slammed back into the wall. "Listen here bitch, I have no idea why Bruce would ever adopt you but that doesn't mean your one of us. You don't belong here street rat." He then walks off with his gang.

I finish the rest of my classes and head to my locker. After I grab out all my books I spot Caleb. He walks over to me with a smug face and knocks all of my books to the ground. I internally groan. I start to pick up my books. "Look at the street rat!" He yells. Some of the kids walking by snicker. After I get all my books into my bag I start to walk away. "Did I tell you you could leave?" He asks while slamming my back into the lockers. I gasp in surprise. "No one wants you here freak! Hell your own fucken parents didn't even want you!" He screams in my face. I push him off of me. Anger flashes on his face he then try's to punch me. I easily dodge and punch him in the jaw. He stumbles back. He lets out a scream and then runs at me. He knocks me off my feet. we start rolling on the floor fighting. We keep fighting until we are pulled apart by teachers. "Jason and Caleb principals office now!"

I slump down into the uncomfortable seats. I here the office door open and see Bruce walk in. He doesn't look at me, instead he directs all his attention to the principal. "Jason and another student got into a fist fight. Jason is expended for three days." The principal states. "Is there anyway he can just get detention?" Bruce asks. The principal and Bruce go back and forth until they agree on me getting after school detention for two weeks. We walk out to the car in silence. "What where you thinking?" Bruce asks. I start to talk but Bruce cuts me off. "No. You know what I don't care. No patrol for two weeks as well. No going out on weekends. School and detention that's it. And if you get into another fight it'll be no patrol for the rest of the year. Understood?" "Yes sir." I mumble.

Word count: 1105
This is part one.