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kimberly-spirits13 · 4 years

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You’re Alive??? (Request)

Paring: Batfam x Batsis

Synopsis: (Based from 6 Underground) You were presumed dead 5 years ago by your family during a mission gone wrong. After a while they supposedly moved on with their lives. Meanwhile, you had actually runaway with a new team. Now that you’re back in Gotham you wonder what your family is up to now a day and if you really can keep undercover without the world’s greatest family of detectives finding you.

Warnings: Mentions of death, angst, swearing, killing (non -graphic), I have never seen the 6 Underground so I read a bunch of character synopsis and cast interviews so I hope I get it decently right, sad Damian and guilty Timmy at the end lol

Note: Flashbacks are in italics, Y/S/H/N= Your Superhero Name, Y/N/N= Your Nickname

Word Count: 3044

Five years ago, you were in Rio waiting to head out and take down one of the drug lords that had a hand in shipping Cobra Venom. Tim and Bruce had tracked it down along with some help from a few members that were interrogated by you and your older brother Jason. The night was cool and the undergrounds of the city were alive with action. Your squad, Red Robin, Nightwing, and yourself were traveling underground the targeted warehouse. Black Bat and Spoiler were covering the sides above ground and the rest were ready for the signal to enter in through the skylight.

The tension was rising in the air mostly from you as you knew that this would be the last night that you saw all of your siblings. It was a daunting thing to ponder on, leaving Gotham and the only family that you had ever known but tonight was about to be the start of an irreversible new beginning. You headed to the doors that secretly led to the main part of the room. Robin from above called out the positions, and at the signal given by Bruce, your squad jumped into action and flew out of the trap door to ambush the targets.

Everything was going well until one of them slipped out of the back.

“I got him!” You yelled running for the motorcycle that he had left running when he took his own.

The moment that the engine started, you were flying down the street yelling at people to get out of the way as the chase began. It was exciting at first, but your stomach churned at the thought of purposely flying off of a cliff and trusting someone that you hardly really know to save you from a rocky death. The streets became closer and closer to the cliffs as your family finished up in the warehouse and were now coming after you.

You looked behind you to see the lights of their bikes behind you getting closer and closer.

“Y/S/H/N! Slow down we can catch him, you’re getting too close to the cliffs!” Red Robin called on the comm.

“Back off, I’ve got this one.” You sped up seeing the checkpoint coming up that you were to jump from, “Ohhh shit Y/N, don’t fuck this up please.” You thought.

It was important to actually catch the guy so when you go to the checkpoint, you fired off a shot that took out the wheels of the perp, leaving him crashed on the side of the road as you went off the cliff. You could hear screaming from above as you mentally cursed yourself for getting into this.

“ONE NOW WOULD BE A GREAT TIME TO CATCH ME!” You said into your new comm after crushing the one that your family used.

“Gotcha.” You felt someone grab you up before the motorcycle blew up on the rocks, seemingly leaving you to your watery grave. The two of you disappeared and you watched from afar as your family scrambled to find you, only seeing the tarnished cloth that came from your costume.

Your heart hurt for them and you knew that they might never forgive you if they ever found out what happened. But, now that was in the past, now it was time to start a new life.

“So, you ready to join the team Eight?” One asked smiling at you.

“I just faked myself in front of my family, so yeah I don’t think I have a choice.” You replied as he patted your back laughing some.

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That was five years ago today. The team had welcomed you and now the only name that you knew was Eight. Four and Seven were chilling on the couch at the base and the rest were just around minding their own business.

“Hey Eight.” 4 said as you sat down on your phone.

“Sup.” You replied scrolling through the news.

There was an article that caught your attention and you stopped. It was from Gotham. One of the people that you and the team had been hunting down was suspected to be there. He was in Gotham for “business” but you knew that that business was dirty and corrupt, painted by the blood of the innocent. One came into the room and everyone looked at him as he called the team over to the briefing room.

“So, you guys remember our friend Mr. Whitestone right?” He asked pulling up a picture of the man.

The team nodded as you crossed your arms knowing where this was going.

“Well, he’s in Gotham right now for what we here call the drug Coachella.” “Our mission is to take him and is comrades down.” He looked at you for a second and then spoke again, “Our only issue is keeping away from the Batman and his posy.”

You looked down for a second at the floor and then back up realizing what this meant for you.

“We leave on Thursday so be ready. It should be a quick in and out mission and if we finish everything on time, we can come back on Saturday.”

Everyone left after the briefing but you who stayed behind.

“You’re seriously going to risk being caught by Batman and the rest of them?” You asked, “He’s the world greatest detective, not just some idiot in a costume running around with the GCPD.”

“I trust that with your guidance we can stay in the shadows without being caught.” “It will be in and out faster than they can blink.” One said.

“Yeah but you also have to remember that Whitestone will also be on their radar so we’ll be after the same person at the same time. Look if this gets blown, I don’t know what I have to do. You had better know what you’re doing One.” You walked out of the room and back to your bedroom to think about everything and pack some for the trip. It was going to be a long week of backstabbing your family once more and the guilt was starting to ride up bit by bit, little by little.

Thursday had come and everyone was ready to move out.

“You ready for this?” One asked with a hand on your shoulder.

“Yep.” You replied stepping away and getting into the car that would take everyone to the hotel.

The car pulled up through the traffic and you guys walked upstairs to your rooms. You were sharing a room with Five and Two. You looked in the mirror at your dyed hair to see the new blonde color instead of the black that you had so famously inherited from Bruce. Maybe it wouldn’t be a big help, but it was better than nothing. Tonight, would be filled with patrolling the areas of the target and possibly taking a few down but really, that was Friday’s objective.

You and the team left the hotel to go patrol yourselves around Gotham. It was early but the targets were already out doing whatever illegal shit they would be partaking in for the night. You and your squad stalked one of them. Two was about to make her move when you pulled her back.

“Wait, just let me take this one. I used to come to Gotham a lot, I know where everything is.” You whispered before jumping down and gagging the man so that he couldn’t make a noise.

One had informed that the team didn’t need intel from him so you didn’t bother asking questions.

“Run, don’t make a sound and I’ll let you live.” You whispered into his ear.

He whimpered and you let him go before killing him with what might look be similar to a batarang.

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“This can’t be real.” Tim whispered under his voice, “That’s her! That’s Y/N.”

He was watching the security cameras closely and saw your figure, “That’s the form that she would use and everything.” “Plus, she knew where the security cameras were.”

“What are you over here mumbling about Timmy?” Dick came and sat down next to him as he whipped newly formed tears from his eyes.

“Tim what’s wrong?” Dick went into mother mode and was now actually greatly concerned for Tim.

“I think I found her. Y/N is still alive.” Tim whispered, “Look at this.”

Dick watched the video and his eyes went wide, “That was her form and everything. I mean it’s unmistakable.” “She would always throw it in that way and then step back with her left foot.” “Wait.”

Tim looked up with almost a shade of terror in his eyes.

“That’s blonde hair not black like Y/N had.” Dick remarked falling back into the chair, “it just can’t-.”

Tim cut him off, “Y/N TOLD ME THAT IF SHE EVER DYED HER HAIR IT WOULD BE BLONDE!”

“When did she tell you that?” Dick asked rubbing his eyes.

“She told me the exact shade right before her last mission.” Tim Googled the shade and then color matched it in the right light, “That’s it too.”

“Tim, this is a great dream but, it can’t be. We all saw that wreak.” He said looking at his younger brother.

“No, Dick, you’ve always told me that if I know for sure that something is the way it is, I should go after it. I KNOW that this is her.” “And, if we track based off of the person that was killed...” He stopped for a moment thinking, “The next logical target is Aron Whitestone.”

“Timmy, if you really think that this is her... we need to go find her.”

“My thoughts exactly.”

Tim called in Jason and the three of them decided that this would be their secret incase the lead was wrong. Jason would be the one to go after her and the two of them would be in the background.

The team was following Mr. Whitestone and his posy when you started getting a bad feeling about still being in Gotham. Last night your kill was sloppy. You realized that maybe it was on purpose but at the same time it might not be worth risking blowing your cover over.

Like last night you, and now the entire team was stalking the group of 6 that were walking around the docks.

“Of course, it HAD to be the docks.” You thought, “These people must be new in town.” You smiled some remembering what it was like to wait with Tim or even Jason when he was Robin listening to the men’s conversations.

“What’s so funny?” Four asked looking at you.

“Nothing.” Your smile immediately dropped as you scanned around the area to search for maybe a Black Bat or stray Batgirl running around or perched on a stacked train car. To your partial avail, you saw no one.

“Eight, you take Mr. Whitestone, the rest, take the ones around him.” One said.

“Why does Eight get the best one?” Four asked.

“No questions just go.” One said dropping down.

Just as you finished off the man someone grabbed you. You flipped the person over your back and stopped when you saw the giant red helmet looking at you.

“Y/N?” He asked as you noticed the team ready to take him.

“Stand down.” You said pinching the bridge of your nose. They didn’t, “I said stand the fuck down.”

That got their attention for once.

“We thought you were dead.” You pulled him up, “And who are these guys.”

“Hood... I know I have a lot of explaining to do, but I really can’t.” You answered looking back at One who was now looking at someone behind you.

“You really do.” You turned around to see Red Robin and Nightwing.

“What are you guys doing here?” You asked.

“No, I think the question is what are YOU doing here?” Nightwing remarked walking closer to you, “That form isn’t really a good way of hiding your identity Y/N/N and I know you knew that.”

“Just give me a second.” You walked over to One and the rest of the team.

“So does this mean I’m kicked off?” You asked, “I mean they know about me now which sort of defeats this entire dead man thing.”

One was also confused and partially irritated, “I need to think about it. Maybe you are.”

“What if I just joined in when you need me?” You asked, “I mean then it wouldn’t be as you know... violating of the code.”

“Just go with them. I’ll know where to find you when I have a decision.” He said. “Team, let’s move out.”

You watched them leave, only Five coming to give you a small hug. After that, you were at the mercy of your brothers.

“Okay... what the hell was that?” Jason asked getting visibly angry.

“Those people are my team. They are who I’ve been with for the past five years.” You said fiddling with your fingertips.

“Why did you disappear like that?” Tim asked.

“I-I...” You fell into silence as a tear streaked down your face of all of the years pent up alone, guilt eating you alive.

Nightwing was the first one to pull you into a massive hug followed by Tim and then eventually Jason. You smiled some at the feeling before sighing.

“You guys are actually going to kill me.” They stepped back to let you explain, “Five years ago was not a nice place for me.” “I needed to break out of my shell and leave. I had accidently killed someone and thought that when Bruce found out, he would kick me out or send me to Arkham.” “I found One, and went with his crazy idea of starting a new team of undercovers.” “I never thought of the consequences and acted brashly. I’m sorry for the hell that I must have put everyone through. It wasn’t right and it was selfish, but I never could stop thinking of everyone and I just... it was fun for a bit and then it wasn’t.”

“So for five years you’ve been living as a ghost going around the world with seven other people fighting crime?” Tim asked you.

“Yell technically six others. Our driver was killed.” You said getting a look from the three of them, “Legitimately killed.”

“Well, do you want to go back to the manor?” Dick asked.

“Do you think anyone would even want me?” You asked looking at the ground.

“Y/N, I know they would.” Jay said, “Now come on before anymore creeps show up around here.”

You laughed as they took you back to the cave where everyone else had already met up for the night.

“You’re back late.” Steph said.

“Yeah well we had some business to take care of.” Jason replied, “Oh Steph, you might want to sit down.”

“Wait why?” She asked.

You stepped out from behind the boys and smiled shyly.

“Y/N?” She screamed jumping up and tackling you to the ground.

“Shit Steph.” You laughed some as she hugged you greatly.

“What is wrong with Brown?” You heard someone else enter the cave a few minutes later she stepped aside, letting you up before you were almost taken down by Damian again.

He came at you with his swords yelling and cursing at whatever dared to pretend to be his beloved dead sister.

“Woah there Demon.” Tim yanked him away from you and explained that it was in fact you.

With a moment’s notice you heard the clatter of fallen swords and then the weight of a now 13 year old Damian latched on you.

“Hey Dames.” You said hugging him tightly.

“W-what happened to you?” He asked crying some into your shirt.

“I did some really dumb things Dames. I just didn’t want you to grow up with me as your example.” You replied now carrying him like you used to when he was younger.

“But I would have never looked down upon you.” Damian said.

“I know, and I’m so so so so so terribly sorry. There aren’t enough words in the universe to tell you how sorry I am for leaving you.” You stopped dead in your tracks upon seeing the rest of the family.

The rest of the family reunion was sweet and long overdone. You mended ties with Bruce and told him everything that had happened. Maybe it was for the best that you had gone away for a bit just to clear your mind. But one thing now was for sure that you didn’t know what was next. You couldn’t just leave the team that you were on but you sure as hell weren’t going to leave your family again.

“Miss. Y/N there is someone here to see you.” Alfred said stepping into the library where you were hanging out with Damian.

“Alright, thank you.” You replied, “I promise I’ll be back in just a few minutes.”

Damian nodded letting go of your hand as you walked downstairs to the front door.

“Eight.” One said greeting you with your bags.

“So, does this mean I’m off the team?” You asked taking them and putting them aside.

“Well, I think it does. But not permanently. I have discussed it but I think that the best thing that you can do now that your priorities have changed is to join us for missions in which we need your assistance.” He explained, “So for now, yes, you are off the team, but rest assured that if there is anything that we need, Eight is the first person that we come to.” “You are however never allowed to mention this to anyone.”

“Sworn to secrecy, yes I know.” You smiled some, a real, genuine smile this time.

“Okay. I hope to see you soon.” He nodded letting you give him a small hug.

“You too.” You said, “Oh and One?”

“Yep?”

“I told you that they would find me. World’s greatest detectives. Remember?” You smirked crossing your arms.

“Yes, the nights spent figuring out cases with a sassy and irritable bat are something I cannot forget.” He replied walking down the stairs as you shut the door behind him, racing back up to the library to join Damian and later catch up with everyone on the last five years.

Note: Okay, so I really hope that I did this right. I haven’t watched 6 Underground so please just take it easy on me. I did however really like the request so regardless I wanted to see what I could do. Please, if you have any critiques or requests, send them my way. Does anyone have anything Marvel that they’d like to see? I was thinking of maybe Tony Stark daughter or something but I don’t mind. You guys are great, hope you’re staying safe and staying healthy. Have a wonderful week! 😊

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