Two Little Birdies
What if Dick wasn't the only one adopted by Bruce Wayne? What if his new best friend was adopted as well? What if she wasn't completely human? And what if she was the daughter of Poseidon, or as she is commonly known as, Persephone 'Percy' Jackson?
Disclaimer: I do not own Young Justice or PJO.
"Richard, you have a new roommate!" The matron of the orphanage said, pushing the small figure roughly into the room.
The small black haired, blue eyed boy looked at the equally small figure.
"Now, play nice, dearie! You wouldn't want to get in trouble your first day here with us!" the matron said, cackling before slamming the door shut behind her, causing the two children to flinch.
The figure on the floor was finally able to stand on wobbly feet and Richard - the boy - got his first look at his roommate.
His roommate had three distinct features that stuck out to him. Their black hair, seagreen eyes, and the fact that his roommate, was a girl.
"You're a girl!"
"Yes, I am perfectly aware of that. Thanks for letting me know that you know though."
"Sorry just you being a girl kinda surprised me."
"Sorry, didn't mean to be mean to you."
The girl sat across from Richard on the other bed, putting a large duffel bag that Richard hadn't noticed she had next to her.
The two stared at each other until the girl kinda smiled at him.
"So, whatcha in here for? I'm Percy, by the way."
Richard hesitated, a sharp pang of sadness striking his heart.
"Richard, but I go by Dick.. And my parents died when I was six, the circus that we were with couldn't take me, so social services stuck me here. I've been here for two and a half years… You?"
"I ran away from home again so social services stuck me here until they can find my stepfather."
"What about your real mom and dad?"
"… I saw my mom being killed by my stepfather during one of his drunk rages when I was five… I tried to tell the police when they came but they didn't believe me nor found the evidence to support what I was telling them was true. So, every other month or so for the past three years I've ran away from whatever motel Gabe stashed us in, whenever it gets too much and I usually last on the streets for a couple weeks before I'm found and taken back…. This is the first time they've brought me to a place like this though…"
"Well, aren't we a sorry duo."
"Yeah… You wanna be friends?"
"I've been here for a week and I'm all ready to blow this popsicle stand." Percy said, laying back on her bumby mattress as Dick laid down in his own.
The two were some of the smallest in the orphanage and were targeted by the older children and by the more vicious staff members.
"So why don't we do it?" Dick asked, an idea forming in his mind.
"Why don't we run away? With your expertise of the streets, my acrobatics, and with both of our smarts, we should be able to survive out there." Dick said, sitting up, the idea filling him with energy and causing him to sit up.
Percy did as well, thinking about it.
"Okay, let's do it… But we need to get supplies though."
"Okay, what's first?"
"Well, we need food that can last a few days, so snack bars, chips, jerky, those kind of things. Then we'll need some money for when those run out. Some extra blankets, a couple backpacks, two changes of clothes for the both of us, and flashlights with extra batteries, as well as a small knife for both of us, so we can defend ourselves if we need to."
"Okay, sounds easy enough."
Percy groans. "This is going to be a disaster, heavy on the dis."
"Hey, if dislike is the opposite of like, does that mean aster is the opposite of disaster?"
"Stop butchering the English language!"
Dick giggled, before turning serious.
"We leave in two days with what we have been able to grab. After that, I'm not waiting any longer to leave this place."
"Okay, we leave Friday."
"Can't believe we did it!" Dick said from the rooftop of an apartment building that Percy and himself were sleeping on that night.
Percy snorted. "Yeah, I know. You've been saying that since we left that place three hours ago. Would you like me to pinch you to make sure you're not dreaming?"
They finished setting up where they were sleeping that night, cuddling each other to perserve warmth in the slightly chilly night, using their ratty backpacks as pillows.
They were almost asleep when a deep voice came out of the shadows.
"What are you two doing up here?"
Immediately, the tiredness that has consumed the two eight year olds, disappeared, both springing to their feet and unsheathing their little knives.
They stood next to each other, eyes searching the rooftop.
"Whose there?" Percy called out, tension rising even higher.
In answer, a black armoured figure with a familiar symbol on their chest stepped into the moonlight.
Instantly, Dick began nudging Percy in her side as he dropped the hand holding the knife to his side.
"Percy, Percy, it's him. It's Batman!" Dick hissed out of the side of his mouth, each hiss followed with a jab to her side.
But Percy didn't even flinch or drop her knife as she shoved Dick in the shoulder to get him to shut up.
"Yea, I know who he is, Dick… And, Mr. Batman, didn't anyone ever tell you it's rude to wake people up?"
Batman remained silent and still for a moment. "Unfortunately, no. But that doesn't answer my question. What are you two doing up here?"
"We ran away!" Dick blurted immediately. Percy whipped her head around.
"Dick!" Percy protested.
"What?! It's Batman! You don't lie to Batman!" Dick exclaimed. Neither of the bickering children saw the smirk that had appeared on the Bat's face and has disappeared as fast as it had appeared.
"Ranaway? From where?" Batman cut in.
"The orphanage!" Dick said. Percy groaned, smacking her forehead with her palm.
"You suck at keeping secrets, Dick…" Percy grumbled to her best friend. Dick just rolled his eyes and bravely stepped closer to the hero.
"You won't make us go back, right? If you do, they'll take Percy back to Gabe and then I'll be alone again with the Head Monster." Dick pleaded.
Silence from the hero.
"I have a friend, a good friend, that might be able to help you two tomorrow. But you have to go back, okay? Gotham isn't safe for two kids, especially with the Joker escaping Arkham last week."
"You promise that your friend will get us out of that place and keep us together?" Percy said, warming up slightly to the hero as she came to stand next to Dick.
"I promise, little one. Now, go on. Get back to the orphanage before they notice you're gone."
"How will your friend know which orphanage to find us at?" Percy asked, not budging even as Dick packed their stuff up.
"I'll tell him."
"And how will you know?"
And with that, the hero disappeared in the shadows. And the two kids started the long walk back to the orphanage.
The sound of Percy's hand smacking the back of Dick's was then heard.
"OW! What was that for?"
"For spilling everything to him. How do you even know if we can trust him, Dick?"
"Because, he's a hero, Percy. And hero's don't lie, especially to kids."
"Well, I hope your right, Dick. Because if he lied back there just to convince us to return to the orphanage, then I'll most likely never see you again, especially if they are indeed sending me back to Gabe tomorrow."
Dick intwined their fingers together.
"Don't worry. We'll be fine and everything is going to be okay… Always and forever, right?"
"Right. Always and forever."
"HOW DARE YOU HOOLIGANS SNEAK OUT AFTER CURFEW?!" The Head Matron shrilled as she started to drag the two friends by their arms down the stairs, throwing them down when they reached the foyer, both barely catching themselves before they smashed their faces on the ground.
The other workers and orphans watched on silently.
"Avel, get the belt! It's time to teach these scum a lesson!"
They were then interrupted by the front door to the oprhanage opening and a shadow of a tall, broad shouldered man stepping into the building.
The Head Matron looked up with a snarl about to tell the man to leave when she realized who he was.
"Mr Wayne!" She gasped out. "W-What a-are you doing h-here?"
"A friend of mine promised to have me come here today and adopt two children."
Mr Wayne's eyes and those of the two children on the ground met, an understanding passing between them.
The Head Matron felt smugness and greed fill her very being. "Oh, of course, Mr Wayne! Right this way, I'll have the kids line up for you."
"No need, I already know which two I want to adopt."
"Oh?" she began to feel inklings of dread fill her being.
"Yes, the two that you were about to beat with a belt, in particular. And the others are being relocated to other orphanages through out the city while you and your staff are arrested."
"Arrested?!" the woman shrilled as just then police officers began to fill the orphanage and quicker then the adults could blink, handcuffed them. The woman just gaped at the billionaire playboy as he helped the boy and girl up onto their feet.
The two children stared around wide eyed at the chaos before turning to Mr Wayne who had cleared his throat.
"I already had the paper work processed and completed to adopt the two of you this morning. So, the only thing you two have to do is grab what you want to bring with you from your room and then we will be on our way."
"W-Why?" was all Percy could get out. She couldn't believe this was happening.
The billionaire knelt down in front of the girl, resting a hand on her shoulder.
"Because you were given a promise that I would show up today to get you out of here, and that is exactly what I am doing."
Percy stared at him for a second before launching herself at him, wrapping her arms around his neck and burying her face into his neck.
Mr Wayne was slightly surprised and was caught slightly offbalanced, almost falling back but he was able to steady himself.
"Thank you." Percy said, then pulled back, grabbed Dick's hand and ran upstairs with him to grab the few things they had that belonged to their loved ones.
They were free, and they were together. Forever and Always.