Chapter 1: Pitch Black

She'd been only five years old when it happened and years later she still didn't know whether it was a dream or not.

Bruce had been lying in bed about to go to sleep after a long night patrol as the Batman when there was a loud shriek from down the corridor.

Just as he'd sat up groggily in his bed, Christine came rushing into his room in her little night dress crying out in tears.

"DADDY! DADDY!"

Bruce obviously didn't have a clue what was going on and looked around expecting to see Stuart standing next to the bed. But to his surprise, the bundle of brown hair and sobbing tears dove straight for the covers on his king bed, crashing headlong into his stomach. He winced as she buried her head in his stomach which was still sorely bruised from his violent night activities wailing in fright as the thunder crashed outside in the pouring rain.

"Hey…hey… it's just a storm…you've seen many before" he grunted softly

"I-It's not the storm" she sniffed, curling into him. "There's someone in my room"

"Who?" Bruce held back the tired groan.

"The-the bogeyman!" she squeaked.

Bruce groaned and flumped back into the bed. Great. Just what he needed after a night battling criminals, a visit from the bogeyman. He gritted his teeth as she buried her head in to him.

"GAH! He's here! He's here!"

"Where?"

"Right there!" she pointed into a corner of the room "Black can't you see?"

Bruce sighed and sat up pulling his arms around her and rocking her back and forth in a soothing rhythm.

"No Christine I can't see any…one…"

Bruce paused as his eyes flickered over the shadowy corner once again.

Was it just him or had he seen something shift amongst the darkness? His grip tightened around Christine as he felt the hairs on the back of his neck stand on end.

CRASH!

A bolt of lightning flashed outside the window. Bruce couldn't help the shudder nor prevent the goosebumps that crawled over his skin as he finally caught sight of what he was looking for.

A man, tall and lithe stood garbed all in black to match his short slicked back hair. His skin was grey and dull and his eyes were a strange golden colour, flecked with glints of silver and sharp like a cats.

There was a tiny whimper below and Bruce looked down to the child in his arms as she trembled like a leaf.

"I'd say sweet dreams…but we both know there aren't any in this city…goodbye… Batman" the figure smirked stepping back into the shadows.

"WAIT!" Bruce called but too late.

The bogeyman had gone.

Hey guys its me again. So the deal with this fic is that I have this friend who loves both ROTG and YJ and she convinced me it would be fun to write drabbles/one shots about my OC Christine and members of the Batfamily and their encounters with the guardians (including ocs)

I will admit I was a bit sceptical at first as I have never done a crossover fic before but what the heck. I hope you enjoyed the first one.

keep r&ring me with suggestions for the next chapter. I'm open for any suggestions as long as it stays at or below the T-rating.