DISCLAIMER:

I do not in any way own Young Justice, or any of the characters created by DC Comics.

Is this disclaimer even necessary? I mean, do people actually come on here and see if anyone is claiming ownership? JEEZ!

But still, I don't own them.

A/N: If I get any information on Bruce Wayne or Dick Grayson wrong, I apologize. I do not know the history of the comics very well. However, I feel like it wouldn't really matter considering this story is an AU. Still, correct me if I get anything wrong.

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SONS OF WAYNE

CHAPTER 1

It happened too quick for Batman, Bruce Wayne, to do anything about.

He was at Haley's Circus because of his investigation into the drug trafficking exploits of Mafia boss Tony Zucco. Commissioner Gordon had found a lead on the case, where Zucco was suspected of plans to use some method of travel to extort his drugs across the country.

The investigation soon placed the popular Haley's Circus as the target. Batman was prowling the grounds of the circus, which had come for a two-week stay in Gotham City, as the show went on inside. He was looking for any hint of Zucco in the area...

That was when he heard the screams coming from inside the tent.

He rushed inside and found the audiance in an terrified and chaotic uproar, and his eyes were quickly drawn to the two bodies lying broken on the floor of the circus ring.

He knew who they were. John and Mary Grayson, two-thirds of the famous acrobatics family known as the Flying Graysons, the star attraction of Haley's Circus. They were famous for their acrobatic talents, made even more dangerous for they performed without a net.

And they lay dead on the floor.

Batman also saw the little boy, who couldn't have been any more then four or five years old, sobbing over their bodies.

Somehow, his cries were louder then all the other screams in the circus.

"MOMMY! DADDY! WAKE UP WAKE UP!"

Batman found himself moving quickly to the center of the ring. The little boy had dark black hair, mopped on his little head, and he was wearing a red and green costume similiar to that worn by the two people dead on the ground.

"NO NO NO! WAKE UP, PLEASE!" the little boy cried. The ringleader ran up to him, and grabbed the boy's body. The boy fought with a scream, tears pouring from his eyes and down his cheeks. "DADDY, MOMMY, WAKE UP!"

Batman kept his gaze off the sobbing child, instead looking around the area. He saw the wire on which the Graysons had been doing their tricks on lying on the ground. Clearly the wire had snapped.

But Batman realized otherwise when he inspected the end of the wire closely. It was too...perfectly snapped.

The wire had been cut.

Batman saw out of the corner of his eye that Gordon had run to the bodies, covering them up with his jacket. Also, he saw the little boy, the son of the dead people lying broken in the ring, still screaming and crying. The ringleader clutched him tight, shielding his eyes from the bodies.

And a little redheaded boy stood there as well, looking scared and distraught, staying close to the little black haired boy.

"I...I just can't believe it..." C.C. Haley, the owner and ringleader of the circus, stood in front of Commissioner Gordon. Batman stood behind Gordon, his eyes fixed forward on Haley, but still painfully aware of the covered stretchers being loaded into the ambulance that would unfortunantly not be going to the hospital to save them...instead the morgue.

Batman shut those thoughts out, and instead focused on Haley. "Mr. Haley, I'm sorry for this...tragedy," Gordon was saying.

"Not a tragedy," Batman interrupted. "Murder,"

"W-What?" C.C. cried, looking at Batman as if he was mad.

"The wire was too cleanly broken," Batman said, walking up to the two men and giving the ringleader a hard glare. "It had been cut,"

"C-Cut?" C.C. gasped.

"Are you sure?" Gordon asked, although he was sure of the answer.

"Yes," Batman answered, turning his gaze to Haley, who had turned white. "Do you know anyone who could've done this?"

Batman already suspected the answer, but he waited for Haley to speak.

"John and Mary...they were...oh God no...I-I can't believe this..." Haley stammered, his face in his hands.

"C.C.?" Gordon asked.

Haley took a deep breath. His entire body was shaking. "Tony...Tony Zucco..."

Batman's suspicion was correct.

"He...he tried to make me let him use...use my circus for his damn drugs...I, I refused to do it! I-I-I'm not that kind of man! I wouldn't!" Haley stammered, his voice rising as the man looked at the floor.

"What? Why didn't you say anything when I contacted you?" Gordon snapped, sounding angry.

"I thought I had it handled!" Haley cried. "I said no and he left, and that was that!"

"Clearly, you thought wrong," Batman said, trying to keep his voice cold and emotionless.

"You...you really think Zucco did this?" Haley asked.

"Zucco was sending you a message," Batman said. "Some of his men must've snuck into the tent while you were setting up for the show, and sabotaged the wire. This is his way of saying you need to reconsider doing things HIS way..."

"Oh God..." Haley moaned, burying his face in his hands again.

Underneath Batman's hard face, he felt anger he tried to keep out of his mind during missions bubble up again. Because Zucco didn't get what he wanted, he thought bitterfly, two innocent people are dead. Two innocent people who were parents...

"Mary and John didn't deserve this...and, oh God, Dick-"

"Mr...Mr. Haley?"

Batman whipped around at the small voice that came from behind him. The little black haired boy was standing there, clutching the arm of the redheaded child Batman had seen earlier. The children looked up at the taller adults, their eyes - colored a shocking blue and a bright green - still slightly shined with tears.

"Dick, Wally, I told you too to wait for me at my car," Haley said softly.

The blue eyed child - Dick, Batman corrected himself - looked up directly at Batman's eyes. "Is...is it true?"

"How much did you hear?" Batman automatically asked.

The two children flinched, and Batman admonished himself in his head for using his, as Barry called it, "Scary Interrogating Voice" on two emotionally wrecked children. "Well?" the Dark Knight asked again, forcing his voice to become softer this time.

The redhead, who was apparently named Wally, gulped - still intimidated by Batman's presence. "Was...did it happen on purpose?" he asked, his voice shaky and quiet.

Haley sighed and walked past Gordon and Batman and kneeled down in front of the two boys. "Dick...Wally...I'm sorry you had to hear that...it will be okay, I promise, but you-"

"SHUT UP!" Dick suddenly screamed, surprising Haley and Wally. The redhead got over it fast and hugged Dick's arm, as the smaller boy began to cry hard again.

"S-Someone hurt my mommy and daddy!" Dick cried, clenching his eyes shut. "I-I wan't to know who hurt 'dem, a-and-"

He couldn't finish his sentence and just started crying, his head dropping, his little knees giving out, dragging the other boy down with him.

Haley hugged them both. "Oh Dick...I'm sorry, I'm so sorry," the man apologized in a whisper, rubbing his hand through Dick's hair.

Batman didn't want to watch anymore. The sight of Dick and Wally crying just made him want to find Zucco and beat him to a pulp. He turned to Gordon.

"Find any trace on Zucco and his men," he said to the Commissioner.

Gordon nodded. Batman watched his friend walk over to the two boys. "Dick was it?" he said softly.

Dick hiccuped in his tears, and he looked up at Gordon and nodded.

"And you are..." Gordon asked, turning to Wally. Wally's eyes widened, and he opened his mouth, but Dick cut him off.

"My brother! Wally...he's my brother," Dick said quickly, hugging Wally tighter.

Batman didn't miss the look of surprise that crossed Wally and Haley's faces. But they vanished when Gordon continued to speak. "Well, then I'm sorry for what happened to your parents boys. But...but we're going to find the man who did this,"

Batman was always thankful that Gordon could comfort people like this...he certainly couldn't do it well.

But Dick and Wally didn't look at Gordon. They looked at him.

"P-Pwomise?" Dick asked, a hint of a lisp in his voice.

Batman looked at Dick. He looked at Wally. And he saw for a brief moment himself...when he was a child, and his own tragedy struck his life...

"Promise," Batman answered, surprising himself with the response.

A moment later, the Batman had dissapeared, and Dick and Wally's tears continued to fall as they hugged Mr. Haley.

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