Chapter # 4

One Week After Bruce and Dick's Fight

'This world sucks.' You confirmed. Dick has been following you everywhere to 'make sure you're comfortable' in the house. Jason decided that making your life hell was his new life goal. Constantly pulling little pranks, just being an asshole in general. Daimion doesn't even interact with you, just glares.

Tim was bearable.

Bruce was a whole other level of annoying. He, without your permission, tested the blood samples he took and confirmed that you were 'to human to get powers'. Which was the only thing you ever wanted from this stupid comic world. He said that you might be stronger than normal people your age but other than that, normal.

Alfed was the only person in this house that you actually enjoy spending time with.

But on the topic of Bruce, he was currently doing some phycological testing on you, maybe your memory loss was a cause of severe trauma. He knows Clark wouldn't do anything bad to her, but he knew that there were other things that could cause trauma.

"Y/n, how are you liking your stay at the mansion?" Bruce asked. "It's ok." You answered blandly. Honestly, all you wanted was to home. Your real home, the one you had before you came here. Stupid truck, hitting you and sending you off here.

 "Y/n, are you ok?" Bruce noticed that you were dazing off a bit. Was it possible that this was from the tests he's been doing? Did something happen to her when she lived with Clark.

"Yes, Mr. Bruce, I'm fine." 

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"Tim, can I also have some cookies?" You had just entered the kitchen and saw Tim stealing some of Alfred's cookies. He jumped a little, out of surprise, and turned to look at you. "Yeah, just don't tell anyone I was here. You can have my share of Dick's portion. He has enough sweets anyway." You saluted him before taking Dick's portion of the cookies.

 After a few cookies you finished the cookies, you were about to leave after thanking Tim, but you hear footsteps behind you. "Tim." A familiar voice says from behind you. "Do you really think I eat to many sweets?" A calm but threating voice sounded off from behind them. Dick stood behind you and Tim, towering over both of you. He put his hands on your shoulders with a threating grip.

"Sorry Tim, you're on your own." Using the power of small and 'the fear of being caught in a tall person's rage' you got out of Dick's grip and ran. The sound of Tim yelling traitor.

you bumped into someone as you were running away from Dick, it was Damion.

"You little- why are you running around the mansion? You supposed to be with Alfred." Damion glares at you, annoyed. "I was running from Dick, speaking of which, do you know any hiding spots? I think I can hear him coming, he must have finished off Tim." Rest in peace Tim.

Damion considers your question. Dick has been annoying recently him, you haven't. So, this is a good way to get back at him. Nodding to himself, he helps Y/n up. "I've got some places for you to hide. Follow me."

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You and Damion had come out of the hiding spot after about 20 minutes of hiding.

Sadly, Dick is a very set on finding you, so 20 minutes was not enough hiding time. 

"I got you Y/n!" Dick had picked you up... the fucking audacity and spun you around. "I'm going to get you back for eating my cookies," he said playfully. Carrying you to the living room, he 'threw' you onto the couch. Then trapped you in a hug.

"Let me go." You whined, trying to get out of his grip. He smiles and laughs, wondering if this is what he missed in having siblings. "No, you ate my cookies. Now you must pay the ultimate price." He cackles evilly. "And here I thought you were a hero who believed in mercy." You say, giving him a betrayed look, making him laugh.

Bruce enters the room with a serious look in his face, instantly killing the mood. He looks at you and Dick, before talking.

"Y/n, Clark is here to visit you."

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Game Scale!

Rules For Our Lovely Game!!

Rule number one! Never go above 55%.

Rule number two! If you do go above 55%, R U N

Rule number three! Stay alive.

Tim: 30%

You betrayed him ;o;


Dick: 35%

You make him happy, he kind of wishes you were another kid Bruce adopted


Damion: 15%

You're ok


Bruce: 35%

He's concerned, did something happen when you lived with Clark?


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