I had a few ideas for this one shot. Because I really wanted to do a Tim Drake one top. He's such a jewel 💎 ⭐️ he just might be my new fav batboy. Haha sorry Dick. Just wondering, who are your favorite Batfamily characters in order? Mine are 1. Dick 2. Tim 3. Damian 4. Cassandra and then Barbra, Jason, and Stephanie all suck. But Barbra is just a bit above the other two, only because Dick liked her enough to date her and still be friends with her afterword. Plus she's been through so much and still helps the Batfamily out a lot.
What you need to know- you're not on the young justice team, which I will affectionally from now on call it the little league. You don't have any skills, and you're not very good at fighting. The only reason you're there is because you gained random superpowers. Awesomeness (jk) and sensing emotions, which is all mind, baby.
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"You're trying too hard." Martian Manhunter said as I was trying to pick up any emotions from him. I didn't say anything and tried not to get frustrated. This would take me a long time, I knew that. Mastering this power, I mean. But it really was stressing me out. It would stress you out too if you just woke up one day with no recollection of your life.
The only things I really know are my age, and how to do normal things. I also remembered who the superheroes were which at first I thought was odd.
"Now you're not trying at all," he commented.
I sighed and dropped my head down.
"I'm sorry. I just really want to know where I can from, and who I am. Who my parents are. How I got these powers. I don't think I'll ever be able to move on until my questions are answered."
"I think I have an idea."
--time skip brought to you by DC universe online--
"Are you sure about this?" I questioned nervously as I wrung my hands.
"Robin is very good with technology. I'm 100% sure, if you're on the internet somewhere, he'll find you."
"Can't you come with me?" I whined.
I'm such a wimp. I can't even go talk to one guy. One guy that could help me find out who I am.
"I'm afraid not. I will see you when you are done."
He went away, and I felt like shriveling up into a shell like a crab or something. Why was I so nervous to talk to a guy?
My feet started walking towards the zeta beam, but my mind was begging me to just stay here. What is wrong with me?
How am I going to find him when I get there? What if I meet another little leaguer? What if I'm attacked? Question raced through my mind, and suddenly, I was on the other side.
"B30 guest." An automated voice said. I paused and looked around. No one attacked me, and for that, I was glad. The only sounds were the sounds of quiet talking and some harsh clicking. Clicking like computer keys.
Something told me to follow the sound of clicking, and I did. I wasn't being particularly quiet, but I wasn't stomping around like a child. It was just so quiet, my breaths sounded like explosions and my steps sounded like boulders bouncing down a mountain.
I wasn't going to be sneaking up on Robin today.
I rounded the corner and came face to face with a vast library. It was the largest and most vibrant library I've ever seen. Well, I've seen since the day I woke up. I glanced around, and my eyes landed on the boy sitting at a desk, typing furiously on a computer with the Batman logo in it.
