This ties in two different things that I enjoy. The first being the Age reversal AU with Batman! Damian and Robin! Dick Grayson. I fell in love with the idea thanks to some fanart. The other thing to inspire this was a fic I bookmarked on AO3 where Jason (who was the oldest and Batman) had Dick as his Robin and Dick had been taken in by the Court of Owls before meeting the Batfamily. I kind of like the Dick as a Talon AU, but anyways, I thought I'd do something inspired by both. And this is a full on Age reversal with Damian being the first Robin, then Tim, then Jason, than Damian. Though I'm toying with the ages a bit. Damian is 25. Tim is 21. Jason is 18. And Dick is 8. I know the ages may be closer than that, but I wanted to do this with Dick as a child.

And as far as Bruce's Batman, I think I'll have him semi-retired. He is still Batman and takes over when he can. But that way it wouldn't conflict with Batman Damian (because two full time Batmen at once feels a little odd to me).

A small, thin frame trotted through Gotham. A young boy was trying to find his way through the city, looking for something. Or someone. It wasn't too bad of a day. However, the boy was hungry. Starving in fact. He spotted a cart of fruit was sitting outside of the store when his stomach let out a growl. When he thought no one was looking, the boy grabbed an apple.

He didn't go unnoticed as he was spotted by a face that was very familiar in this city. Damian Wayne, the son of Gotham's Bruce Wayne. He was about to approach the boy when he started to run. Money was placed on the fruit cart before Damian ran after him.

The boy could hear Damian calling out for him to stop, but he ignored the demand. He wanted to get away from the Wayne. It was just an apple.

The boy turned down an alleyway before tripping. He got up and was about to run when a hand grabbed the back of his top. The boy squirmed around, trying to get out of Damian's grip.

"Let me go!" The boy loudly demanded.

"I can't do that.

He studied the boy more, trying to get a quick and basic picture of what was in front of him. What he saw was shocking. The boy was thin. Not a normal state of it either. He could see ribs starting to poke out of the boy's sides.

Not wanting the boy to run away, Damian pulled him closer. It may have made the child squirm more, but it would be worth it. He had to get the boy off the streets and get him fed.

"It's okay." Damian calmly stated. "I'm helping you."

Damian picked the boy up and began walking. He didn't care what the kid did or who saw. Everything would be settled when he got home.

When Bruce got home the last thing he expected was to find a child sleeping in the study. The boy, now clad in a blue shirt and jeans, was sleeping on the couch, covered in a blanket, while Damian was sitting on a chair parallel to it. Alfred was very sparse with a description, only stating that Damian brought home a guest.

"I thought I told you not to bring home anymore strays." Bruce joked.

"Hello father." Damian greeted, looking at Bruce. "I've had such a wonderful day."

"Care to explain."

"Found him trying to steal an apple. Brought him home because he looked like he'd been starved."

"And who is he?"

Damian stood up and walked over to Bruce. What he wanted to say was important and he didn't want to wake the child up. And there was a lot that had to be brought up.

"I found the Grayson kid." Damian declared.

Bruce was shocked by the declaration. The Grayson family was a trio that worked with Haly's circus. Their child had gone missing two years ago in Gotham. It happened the show prior to the one that ended John and Mary's life.

It was belief that the child either ran away or was killed. Those who thought he ran away thought that he would die or prayed that he would eventually be found. Haly hoped that the child was alive, believing he was either kidnapped or got lost. Without his parents, the boy was left all alone. And in Gotham, that was never a good thing.

"Richard?" Bruce asked. "Are you sure?"

"Yes." Damian confirmed. "I ran the DNA test myself. And he prefers to be called Dick."

Bruce looked at Dick with sympathy. He was happy that he was alive, but that meant that for two years, Dick had been alone doing who knew what. Dick had remained unfound for two years, and although starved, it was a miracle that he survived.

"How?" Bruce questioned. "It's been two years. Where has he been all of this time?"

"I think you'll be surprised." Damian stated. "I know I was."

Going back to his seat he grabbed the clothes that Dick was wearing when Damian found him. He unfolded them as he approached Bruce, showing it to him with dread. It mentally floored Bruce as he recognized the uniform.

It was a black uniform tinted with gold accents. It was equipped with small compartments that must have held smoke bombs and two small blades. There was no mask, but a pair of yellow tinted goggles in the shape of an owl.

This was a Talon uniform.

"We can't keep him here." Bruce stated.

"Well we can't leave him on the streets." Damian argued. "The only place he'll be safe is here."

"Damian, he's a Talon. I can't risk him hurting anyone. You and I both know he could kill any one of us. If he's got the training to do so that is."

"Do you really think he had a choice in this? Look at him." Damian directed the attention to the child. "He was starving. Who knows what else he's gone through."

Bruce hated how stubborn his son as being. His heart may have been in the right place, but there was no telling what was going on with this boy. It was a tragic situation, but he didn't know how comfortable he was with taking Dick in.

"I'll take care of him if that's what it takes," Damian offered, "but I am not throwing him out. If there's anyone who can take care of him it's us. You know you can't subject him to that anymore Father."

Bruce looked at Dick again. He had to admit that Damian had a point. Dick could be better off here, but there was a risk that Bruce knew he would have to take into consideration. If they were going to do this, there had to be structure. An ultimatum if necessary.

"Fine. We'll give him a chance." Bruce finally agreed. "But if he maims anyone, kills anyone, or tries to sell us out to the Court of Owls, he will leave."

This is my first time trying an age reverse AU. Feel free to let me know how I did so far.