From a child of the circus to the sidekick of Batman in the #1 crime capital of the world, Dick Grayson had put on a mask to protect everything he stood for, everything he'd grown to know since becoming the crime fighting prodigy Bruce Wayne had raised him to be. He'd given up any semblance of a normal childhood for the man he considered a father, to make him proud and to earn the safety of his new home, but he was starting to wonder if it was even worth it. (This fanfiction takes place in the Young Justice series of the DC cinematic universe, as such there will be violence, gore, angst, and other horrors that could possibly come from characters such as Slade and the Joker. It will also have daddy issues, lots of them. I haven't watched the whole series, I'm basing it on earlier episodes, so please don't be mad if I get something wrong. I may or may not ship BirdFlash, we'll see when we get there.)