I sighed, going into the Bat cave, and changing quickly, and jumped on my motorcycle I had recently gotten. It wasn't new, Dad had given it to me because he had gotten a new one and he couldn't stand to sell his old one. I revved it up, and drove so fast, I practically tore the asphalt off the streets. I smiled beneath my hood, "I love my work." I said quietly and calmly as I ran three red lights in half a minute.

I finally had enough, and parked the bike in an alley, taking off my hood and shaking my hair out, letting the cold night air seep into my short locks, making the hot sweat turn cold. I breathed in deeply, and then jerked my head towards the corner of the alley, "I see you." I said smugly, as the figure stepped out, "I might be young, but you should never underestimate some one."

My eyes widened as I saw what they were wearing, a batman suit. I frowned, "Cosplayer, you may dress like the bat, but can you fight like him?"

The man frowned, "I am the Batman."

I snorted, "Right, and I'm Robin. Let's go solve a mystery while I over use the two words 'holy' and 'Batman'."

He frowned, and next thing I know, a fist was flying at my head, I jumped out of the way, onto the fire escape. This guy was fast. "I don't know who you are creep in Bat's clothing, but you've been trained." My eyes narrowed. So did his.

"I can say the same for you." He growled out, jumping up to meet me. I kicked off of the fire escape, landing on a closed dumpster. I glared up at him, and jumped down onto the ground, he followed suit, and we glared at each other for awhile.

"If you really were the Batman, we wouldn't be fighting right now." I said, smirking.

"Really?" He asked, "What makes you think that?"

"The real Batman wouldn't waste his time beating up teenage vigilantes, he'd be out kicking the Penguin's butt, or Scare Crow, or solving some big case." I snapped, "And I would know about it, and I would be working right along side him."

He snorted, "You? Working alongside me? I don't even know you."

I glared at him, "I would know if the real Batman was back."

He narrowed his eyes, "Stop fishing, your desperately trying to grab onto anything and use it against me, but all it's doing is digging your grave."

I growled, "Shut up before I make you."

He glared at me, "Your nothing but a teenage vigilantly who's tactics rely solely on anger and aggression, you couldn't land a punch on me."

I growled, and launched myself at him, anger pumping through my veins, "Shut up!" I screeched, punching and kicking at him, he dodged or blocked all of them, and after several tries to hit him, he punched me, sending me sprawling. I picked myself up, holding my face, and stared at him in wonder. How did this poser manage to land a hit on me? Without me being able to even start to block it?

I took out my red and black cris knife, I hadn't really used it much since I had gotten it, though I really liked it. His eyes narrowed, "Resorting to weapons already?"

I growled, and said, "Who sent you? The League of Shadows?"

He frowned, "You know about them?"

"Every one in the Bat Family knows about them!" I snapped.

He narrowed his eyes, "Your in the Bat Family?"

I snorted, "Where have you been for the past few months? I'm the Black Hood for crying out loud. Every one in Gotham knows I'm in the Bat Family, along with the real Batman, Robin, Red Robin, Batgirl, Blue Jay, and The Red Hood."

He frowned more, "Blue Jay is retired, has been for a long time, and The Red Hood is a murdering anti hero." He said the last part sadly.

My eyes narrowed, "Wow, you really have been out of the loop for awhile."

Suddenly, Robin jumped down next to me, and turned to the Bat Poser, "Father." He said, "Forgive me, I came as soon as heard on the mic. I put on Black Hood."

The man looked surprised, "Robin, you know her?"

Damian nodded, "She's recently joined the team. Grayson's idea."

"She mentioned Blue Jay and Red Hood." He said, "What's she talking about?"

I raised an eyebrow, "Damian, why are you talking to this guy like he's the real deal?"

He looked over as me, crossing his arms, and glaring, "If there is one thing I know, it's the difference between my father and an imposter."

I paused for a moment, blinked, and asked, "So he isn't a creep in Bat's clothing?"

"No you miserable idiot!" He snapped.

I glared at him, "Give me a break, I never met him!"

The man suddenly barked, "Robin! I asked what she meant about Blue Jay and Red hood!"

Robin cringed slightly, "Sorry Father, she meant that... Blue Jay has recently come out of retirement, and has picked her mantle back up. Todd has... come home." He said.

His gaze shifted to me, as if asking for permission, I shook my head, and he dropped it.

Batman, I guess he was the real one, noticed the exchange, and asked, "Who are you?"

"Black Hood. If you really are the worlds greatest detective, my origin shouldn't be hard to figure out." I said.

"Your testing me." He said. It wasn't a question.

"Impress me." I said, crossing my arms and staring him down.

He narrowed his eyes, taking in every detail about my face, posture, and anything else he saw, "You were trained by the League of Assassins." He said, "And Jason Todd, I'm going to take a wild guess that he was your sensei while you were in the league. You look just like him, with the exception of your hair and eyes. Your hair and eyes, and several minor details of your costume, along with all the other characteristics about you, your the offspring of Jason Todd and Kimberley Mathilda. Your Justine Mathilda, the child we searched for months. As to how you got away from the League, and I say 'got away' because you speak of them with discuss, that remains unanswered." He walked over to me, leaning down and glaring while I put on my best poker face, "But rest assured, I will find out."

I remained unmoved for a second, and then said, "The way you say offspring, it sounds pretty insulting."

He stood up straight, and turned to Damian, "Where's Jason?"

"Home." I said, "Same as Tim, Dick, Mom, and Steph... no wait, she's out of town for the weekend. Never mind then. Just Tim, Dick, Mom, Alfred, me, Damian, Dad, and apparently now you, Bruce."

His emotionless expression turned to one of sadness, happiness, and hope. "Jason's home?"

I nodded, smiling, "As we speak."

Needless to say, Bruce immediately went home, with us. As soon as we got to the Bat cave, Dick looked up from the computer, and his eyes bulged open, "Bruce?"

He nodded, and Dick sprang up, wrapping his arms around him, "I'm so glad your back!" He shouted, practically strangling Bruce. After Dick got his emotions in check, he turned to me, grinning from ear to ear. "Justin, I think a few people up stairs are gonna wanna hear about this."

I nodded, and turned towards the stair case, sucking in a huge breath of air, "DA-!" Dick covered my mouth.

"Without waking up the bats." He warned, crossing his arms. My shoulders slumped, and I walked up the stairs, going to get Dad and every one.

BRUCE'S POINT OF VEIW:

When Justin left, I turned to Dick, but he stopped me, "Before you ask, yes. Just like Jason."

I nodded. Just like Jason meant anger just like Jason's. Best to keep a close eye on her, if she slipped like Jason, then we could be dealing with a second Red Hood.

"The Joker already beat her with a crow bar." Dick said. I turned to him, eyes wide, and he smiled sadly, "Jason got to her before he could blow her up, but she took a heavy beating. It was really bad, she almost died. She did, technically, for a few moments, but she came back. She went to the hospital for a few months, and that's when she met Kenya."

"Kenya?" I asked, just as Justin raced down this stairs with everyone behind her, and a four year old with blond hair on her shoulders. Kenya I'm guessing.

Tim hugged me as well, as did Alfred, Kimberley, and the little girl, Kenya.

Jason stood of to the side, rubbing his neck. He didn't really know what to say, guess I didn't either. Justin grabbed his hand, and whispered something in his ear, he smiled, ruffling her hair, and came over, joining in on the group hug. Dick joined in, and Justin glared at Damian. "Stop being a demon child and just do it." She ordered, grabbing him and throwing him into the group hug, and joining in herself.

I smiled slightly, "That's my family."

Kenya climbed over everyone to sit on my shoulders, hugging my head, "So your the real bat man?"

I nodded, "Who are you?"

"I'm Kenya." She said, and held up a pink stuffed bunny, "This is Jabberwocky."

I smiled slightly, "Nice to meet you both."

Jason smirked, wrapping his arm around Kimberley's waist, and pulling her closer to him.

I raised an eyebrow, "Your getting back together?"

He nodded, "Have been, for a few months."

I frowned, "I'm gone a few months and everything is backwards?"

Justin laughed, "You missed a very entertaining counseling session at our school."

"You didn't spray paint the gym wall, right?" I asked, every one laughed, and Jason frowned.

"Sheesh, you do one graffiti job and every one has to make an example out of you."

JUSTIN'S POINT OF VEIW:

Everyone went upstairs when Alfred announced dinner was ready, and we all sat around the table, trying to catch Bruce up on what happened while he was gone.

"So she hasn't committed vandalism?"

"No." Said Tim, "But they did take Dick's Mustang to get McDonalds."

"It wasn't the Mustang." Me and Damian both said.

Bruce frowned, staring me down for a few moments, before saying, "It was the Bat mobile, wasn't it?"

Me and Damian looked at each other, guilty. Dick nearly flipped out of his chair at the table while Alfred placed our plates down. "You jacked the keys to the Bat mobile!"

Dad laughed, "I was wondering when he would figure it out!"

Dick glared at him, "You knew that they stole the keys to the Batmobile! To get McDonalds?"

Dad smirked, "Who do you think gave them the keys?"

Alfred raised an eyebrow, "What does the Caped Crusader wish to do with these two juvenile delinquents?"

Bruce narrowed his eyes at me and Damian, "Grounded. Three weeks."

Damian sulked, and I frowned, "Your not the boss of me. My Dad is sitting right there." I protested, pointing across the table.

"I'm Batman." Bruce said.

"What does that have to do with anything?" I asked.

"It mean's he's in charge Miss Justine." Alfred said, setting down my plate.

I frowned, crossing my arms, "Mom, help me out here!"

Mom glared at me, "You heard Batman, three weeks."

I turned to Dad, "Dad,help me out here."

Dad chuckled, holding up his hands in surrender. "Sorry, Batman is one thing, your Mom... I'm waaaaay to scared."

I sighed, "We are all afraid of Mom."

Damian snorted, "I'm not!"

"You should be." Me and Dad said.

Alfred chuckled, "Yet another mystery solved by the Caped Crusader."

THE END

OK guys, Justin is now gone... sorry. But, she will return in my upcoming story, 'Desperate Revenge' along with my other characters, Conan Kent from 'The Clone of a Clone' Kyler Harper from 'I cant be Speedy I'm a JD' and a new character who enters the story a little later, Snow Jackson. In time, I might add more because in the new story they will become a team. Bonds will be formed, broken, mysteries will be solved and eventually they will all go through their own personal Hell. Justin more than any because she is my favorite. But don't worry; the other characters will get enough attention.

I have to say, I really liked where Justin turned out, not really exactly the way I wanted her to, I mean the for first few chapters, until she had her whole family together did she actually get to be a tolerable character to me, because until then she was just 'lost in life with no reason to keep living' and I see why some times people have to be like that and at the time it was really fun writing, but looking back on it, Justin kind of bores me now. She didn't really display much emotion except anger and cockiness, but I realize that it was important for awhile to make her like that, because that made her like her Dad in the long run.

So, some fun facts about this story:

(1) One of the things I liked about this story, how much Justin turned out to be like her Dad. I feel like I created a mini Jason, and I am loving it!

(2) One of the things I don't like about this story, I could never really get Damian's personality right. I mean, to me he was just... way to nice sometimes, because I know Damian is the biggest jerk on the planet in the DC universe, and doesn't really care about a lot of people, I can probably count them all on one hand. Bruce, Talia, Alfred, Ras Al Ghul, and eventually he started to care about Dick, even though he doesn't really show it. Yep, one hand. So, I kind of wanted Justin to have a descent relationship with Damian, kind of brother-sister, so I figured why not start that by them hating each other, eventually letting each other know why they hated one another, and understanding why and not hating each other quite so much. Then came the video games! I loved writing about the video game conversations! It really just started going down hill from there. He started being way to nice, and then I said to myself, "Stop making Damian OOC! He is a little jerk, not a nice, misunderstood little brother!" So I attempted to pick his character back up around the time when Tim came around.

(3) OK, I really don't like how I barley had any Stephanie moments, I think I mentioned her once or twice, but I don't think I ever wrote scenes with her. So yeah, pretty disappointed about that and since the new story isn't just about Justin, don't count on Stephanie being in it. I mean, Kenya is defiantly going to be in it once or twice, and Justin will have scenes where she goes home and I'll try to squeeze her Mom in, because I realize, I had a lot of bonding moments with Jason and Justin, but I never really had much with Kim and Justin, which, on my part, was being a bad writer.

(4) Wow, this list is going on forever. OK, I felt like I ended Blue Jay really weakly, and I felt like I really rushed Kim and Jason's relationship, because they were dating for three months and she got pregnant with his kid, so yeah, I feel like that was underwritten, so hopefully I will get some Jason/Kim moments in the new story. Again, probably not because it's not all about Justin, and even though a little bit it is, it's really just about Justin growing up and finding herself as a teenager and going through a lot of trials to get where she wants' to be, not about her family. Jason Todd's Daughter was about her and her family, and besides my slip ups with Steph, Damian, and now that I think about it, Barbara too, I think it really gave a nice new perspective on the Bat Family, well, my version of them, and I think we all watched Justin just come out of that nut shell and just turn into a better, more outspoken person, and the purpose of that story was really just to tell Justin's short story, get her family back together, and I swear, DC should have done something like this, because they ruined Jason's life! I mean, really. I like how he was all anti hero, he got a new personality, he got better skills and we really saw his character get deeper and more complex. But enough is enough! They made Jason go all villain all of a sudden and ruined him really. I mean, he should get some version of at least a semi happy life. First off, give him a girl friend. A nice one! I did that, and if I may say, I think it was very believable. Secondly, he needs at least some solid, descent relationship with his old family. I gave him even more than that by bringing in Justin. OK, getting of topic, this story was all about telling her story, getting her family back together, and pretty much just establishing her relationship with them all, even Bruce. So this next story is going to be about her growing up and maturing, and really just conquering her demons and breaking her own barriers. She'll make new friends, new enemies, and I really just want to say thank you to all the people who reviewed, because, I will confess, there was a time somewhere between Kim first going out as Blue Jay and Jason finding out Kim was Blue Jay that I thought about quitting the story, all you who reviewed prevented that really. If I had quit, Justin never would have happened, and I wouldn't have grown as a writer. Thank you.