Ok so, I love the Batfam. They are amazing. Also love the reverse Batfam. So I decided to write a fanfic about it. Now I've read a lot of reverse batfam fics, but none of them ever approach one of my favourite comic series, the Grayson series, so I thought I'd try to do something with it. Now just to clarify Damian is Nightwing and he was killed by the Heretic and has only just been recently brought back to life. It's basically the same as in the comic except with Damian as Nightwing and older. Now while Damian was dead, Dick who is robin and only about 12 or 13 is captured and hooked up to the bomb and then dies all like in the comics. Also the Bruce in my story is a bit colder than normal which is why he doesn't have any issues with sending a kid in to Spyral and faking his death. Also since Dick is still a kid he is still very eager to please Bruce and so does what he's told like a good little soldier, he's afraid that other wise Bruce might send him back to Juvie. Also Dick was about 9 when he started as robin in this story, he spent two years as Damian's robin and then about a year as Bruce's before dying and coming back to life and going under cover.

The rain pelted against Gotham, washing its filthy streets and drowning out the rats from the sewers.

Above it all stood the newly resurrected Nightwing.

Damian was still recovering slightly from his resurrection, but was already feeling well enough to go out on patrol. His younger siblings had knowingly left him by himself to think. They knew why he was so eager to throw himself back into the line of fire. After all, as they all knew only too well, work was the best distraction for grief.

When Damian came to, all he'd wanted to do was see his little bird. It wasn't until they were safe in the batcave that Damian had asked where Richard was. He figured that they'd told the 13 year old, because it had been a year and now he should be about thirteen, to stay at the manor because they were worried he might get killed in such a large scale battle. They probably didn't want to risk it. But no, as much as he wished that was the truth, it just wasn't. And it didn't change the fact that his Robin, his little brother, his Richard was dead. And all because he wasn't there to save him. He thought he'd heard them wrong at first, but then they explained and it slowly, painfully started to sink in. For a single traitorous moment he'd imagined digging up the body and finding a Lazarus pit, then he remembered Jason and how he'd turned out. He didn't want that for Richard, and Jason would never forgive him if he ever put their little bird through that kind of torment.

Nightwing was pulled from his thoughts by an alarm going off. He looked down to see the nearby bank being robbed by a couple of thugs.

Good, he needed to punch something.

-Brake Line-

When Tiger first met agent 37 he'd been very surprised. He hadn't exactly been expecting a 13 year old kid with acrobatic talents to make gold medal olympic champions green with envy and the inability to shut up.

The kid was a good fighter. But a horrible spy. His reluctance to kill was both a relief to the older agent and a worry. Relief because no kid his age should be killing, no matter what situation. And worry, because this was the world of secrets deception and backstabbing, most of the time killing was unavoidable, and if the kid kept this up he was going to end up dead.

He questioned Helena about why Minhos decided it was a good idea to hire a kid. She simply said she didn't know, just that she'd been doing her best to keep an eye out for him ever since he'd joined.

After eight died and I was assigned him as my new partner, even though the kis was as annoying as hell, I found I kinda liked him and I wanted to protect him.

Even though he seemed to keep punching me in the face.

-Brake Line-

When Damian died, I felt so alone. Damian had been helping me adjust to being Bruce's Robin, giving me tips here and there. But now I was all alone with the big bad bat. His grief seemed to make him even more critical and hard and cold. He made me feel like I could never be enough ever.

So when he told me about the undercover mission in Spyral, I couldn't say yes fast enough I wanted to prove that I could be good enough. I didn't want Damian to seem like a bad teacher after all. He was going to prove himself to Bruce and make Damian proud.

When he got into Spyral he hadn't expected to meet a whole new group of people he wouldn't mind calling friends.

There was of course his new partner. Now Helena was no Damian, but she was a good partner and seemed like a cool person. She was nice beneath all the mysterious ninja spy stuff, she was kinda like Timmy in that way. All serious all the time, but underneath gentle and kind.

The of course there was Midnighter, and hadn't that been a funny day. I wasn't sure about Midnighter at first, but he turned out to be really cool, sure there was a bit of punching and fighting, but hey nothings perfect. He even called me his arch frenemy, kinda like the sound of that. He kinda reminded me of Jay in the sense he seemed all prickly and grumpy but was actually really cool and fun.

And then of course there was Tiger, he was a lot like Damian. And man doesn't that kinda hit me just right in the gut every time. Either way, while the older was quite the stickler and seemed against fun he was also pretty fun to work with.

Now just cause he thought they were cool didn't mean he trusted them, no, after all they were all spies of some kind. Didn't mean he couldn't try to find one of them when he was bored and nothing was going on.

If he couldn't find any of them he tried to see if he could hang out with the Skull Girls, he was supposed to be posing as Helena's nephew for the school so he had pretty much free range of the campus. The Skull Girls were pretty cool, and always knew how to have a good time.

It was kinda weird how he made working for super secret organisation like Spyral while being surrounded by liars and murderers sound like going to some kind of weird summer camp or something. But hey, he was a 13 year old kid surrounded by liars and murderers who might not be that bad. He's gonna take what he can get.

Of course none of this changes how he keeps waking up from nightmares of both his death and Damians. He misses Damian. And while there are some pretty coom people here, he really just wants to go home to his big brother who isn't there. All that's left at home is a big dark house with a cold Bruce who will be so disappointed in him if he doesn't complete his mission.

He just misses HIS Batman, just the two of them in the penthouse.

Dick sighs as he finishes his latest report to Mister Malone AKA Bruce. It's been a long day, so he crawls into bed and falls asleep dreaming of him, Damian, the penthouse and Gotham when it seemed so much simpler.

Ok so that's the starting. Whada ya think. Should i continue, should i not. Please leave a review telling me what you think