Chapter 7
Wally was asleep when he awoke to a buzzing noise. He groaned and groggily opened his eyes. Picking up his phone, he saw he had like 6 missed calls from Dick. Now fully awake he sat up and scrambled to call him back, nearly dropping his phone.
“Hey Dick, is everything alright?” He asked.
“No,” Dick answered. Wally was about to freak out. “Wait, no. Everythings fine,”
“What's going on?”
“Nothing super urgent. Just come to the cave,”Dick sighed. Wally was definitely not worried. Dick may say it's not urgent, but the bats were known for downplaying situations.
Wally changed out of his pajamas in record time. He rushed out the door and ran to Gotham. His thoughts were flooded with possibilities. What if Dick was hurt? What if one of the other bats was hurt? What if there was a world ending disaster? What if Dick was going to break up with him? He reached the cave and darted in.
“What's going on?” he blurted out upon seeing Dick. Dick gave him a weak smile and pulled him for a hug. He relaxed slightly. Probably not a break up then.
“You have to promise not to freak out, okay?” Dick asked.
“Sure,” not worrying at all. Dick pulled him to another part of the cave where Bruce, Tim and three kids were. He was really confused. Why were their three kids in the cave? Why did one have cat ears? Why did they have Lazarus pit signs? And most importantly, why did one of them look like a carbon copy of his boyfriend?
The three kids looked at him. Cat girl looked at him as if he was a piece of trash, whilst the other two smiled at him. Bruce was sat in a corner staring at him creepily. Dick brought him over to a computer where Tim was and showed the screen to him. This was getting weird. On the screen were four DNA tests. He looked at the results.
Peter B. Parker:
DNA matches- Dick Grayson, Wally West
Catra A. Parker:
DNA matches- Dick Grayson, Wally West
Kipo M. Parker:
DNA matches- Dick Grayson, Wally West
Milo Parker:
DNA matches- Dick Grayson, Wally West
Huh. A bunch of DNA tests saying that Dick and Wally were the parents. Wait what? Wally turned to Dick, mouth agape.
“Wh-what's going on?” Wally stuttered out.
“Apparently 8 years ago someone cloned us and they all got sent to different dimensions, but are back here now,” Dick answered, looking a bit unsure. “And these four are the results.” He gestured at the kids now behind Wally.
“Four?” Wally asked, still trying to figure out what was going on, “There's only three of them,”
“Three?” Dick looked just as confused as Wally now.
A finger tapped him on the shoulder and Wally jumped. He whirled around to find a short boy looking like dick Standing there. He grinned at him and walked past him to the other kids.
“Okay, Wally this is Peter, Catra, Kipo and Milo,” Dick announced then added, “Milo is a girl by the way,” in a whisper.
“Hi,” Peter said.
“Nice to meet you,” Kipo energetically said.
“Hey,” Catra still looked unimpressed by him.
“Hi,” Milo signed. Thank goodness he knew sign language.
“Guys this is Wally, my boyfriend and your other father i guess,” Dick introduced. Wally waved shyly at them. “You're okay with that right?”
“Hm? Why wouldn't we be?” Peter asked.
“Oh um, just some people aren't as open to it,” Dick looked nervous.
“Dude I'm literally gay,” Catra siad, sounding a little hurt at the insinuation.
“Same,” Peter nodded.
“Me too,” Kipo added.
“Yep,”
“Huh, cool,” Dick responded. Wally was even more lost now. He turned to Dick with a questioning look.
“I'm still confused,” Wally announced, “So what I'm getting is that we were cloned, before we were even together, then they all got sent to different dimensions but all somehow ended up back here?” He got a round of nods.
“Well there's also the fact that we all somehow got animal DNA, i mean i was bitten by a radioactive spider at 13 on a field trip,” Peter commented.
“And for me the people who found me merged my DNA with a mega-jaguar,” Kipo said.
“I was made like this, I guess they were experimenting,” Catra remarked.
“Mine’s a little more complicated. First of all I died, then something called a Kwami tethered itself to me, giving me wolf and shadow related powers,” Milo signed, “There's a lot more to it but my hand are tired.”
“Wait, did Peter say 13?” Wally asked. “I thought you guys were 8,”
“Yeah you did say that Pete,” Dick added.
“Oh so basically we all got de-aged coming here. I was 17, Catra was 18, Kipo was 15, and Milo was 16,” Peter answered.
“You missed that out in your explanation earlier,” Dick said. Was it possible to get more lost? Apparently it was.
“What I want to know is who gave you those suits and weapons,” Bruce cut in. Wally startled a bit. He had forgotten that there were others in the room with them.
“What suits?” Wally asked. “Don't tell me they are vigilantes too!”
“Yep, that is something we’re gonna have to deal with later,” Dick replied.
“No one gave them to us,” Kipo answered, “Milo made them,” They all turned to face Milo, who just smiled and waved at them. Quite cute honestly.
“And as for the weapons, we just stole them from a weapons dealing place. It was quite easy honestly,” Peter added.
“Then Peter made all the techy stuff,” Catra finished off. Bruce gave them a disbelieving look.
“You're telling me that you made these suits that are even better than some of ours and made all the tech for it that even we couldn't hack?”
“Okay can i just say you are being an asshole right now. You are underestimating us just because we're kids and who do you think has been selling those designs to Wayne Enterprises?” Catra growled out.
“You're the ones who made those designs?” Tim asked, looking excited.
“Mostly. A few of them were done by my mentor, Mr. Stark, but the rest was me,” Peter answered. Tim looked like he was about to ask a million questions, but before he could, Damian walked into the cave.
“Father, Grayson, have you seen Je-” he froze as he caught sight of the visitors. He eyed them all. Next thing Wally knew, Damian was charging at Milo with his katana. What the heck was going on?
When Damian was in the LoA he had no friends. That was until he met The Mute Mutt. The boy was younger than him and no one ever saw his face. He couldn't talk and was one of the weakest in the league but was kept around. But there was something odd about him. The way he carried himself and moved. He was more skilled than he let on.
Despite knowing this, Damian felt at ease in his presence and told him things he hadn't told anyone. He decided to give him a name. Milo. He seemed happy with it. And then he saw Milo take out one of the toughest teachers in the league with a single punch. He knew he was strong, but he might even be as strong as himself.
He asked to spar him. Milo agreed. It was a simple hand-to-hand fight, Damian was more confident with katanas but was still very skilled at it. But Milo, Milo was dodging him like it was nothing. His movements were fluid and slightly unnatural. In the end Milo won the fight, so he suggested one with weapons. He went for his lucky katana while Milo opted for kusarigama. The fight was shorter, Milo was using the kusarigama as if they were part of him and as easy as breathing.
He quickly learned they were his favourite weapon and knew he had a favourite one. They were black and the handles were decorated with green, dusty purple and gold. Damian knew that if he ever touched them, it would be his life he was putting on the line.
Then the day of the mission came and he watched as Milo’s face got cut, deep. He had been shot as well and Damian couldn't do anything to help. He had to leave him there in the snow to die. The only thing he had left of Milo was his kusarigama.
When he got sent to live with his father, he was not happy. He felt alone and like he was just a nuisance. So he dealt with it the only way he knew how: being hostile and detaching himself. Damian didn't like Drake much. He was supposed to be Robin, he was the blood heir after all. But he could deal with him.
That was until he touched Milo’s kusarigama. He broke Drake’s arm as revenge, saying it was because he deserved to be Robin.
Now back to the present.
When they met the new vigilantes, he thought that Nyx had reminded him of someone, but brushed it off. After they got back to the cave, he went to the manor.
Damian had been looking for Jerry the turkey with no luck. He went back down to the cave to try and find him. Even though it was very unlikely Jerry was down there, he just had a gut feeling that he needed to look there.
“Father, Grayson, have you seen Je-” he froze as he caught sight of the people in the cave. The new vigilantes were now out of suit and Wally was there. But what made him freeze was the fact that one of them looked exactly like Milo. He may not have ever seen his full face, and it had been a few years and his eye colour was different, but he could tell it was him. He also had a big scar directly where the knife had cut him that fateful day.
Damian knew he was right, but just to make sure, he did the only thing he could think of at that moment. He attacked him.
Jason was confused as hell.
He had just entered the cave because he had heard Bruce and Dick had brought back the new vigilantes and he had to make sure Bruce didn't try anything. Just as he came into view of the others, he saw Damian freeze then attack someone with his katana.
Looking closer, he saw that the person he was fighting was Milo? Why was Milo there? And how was she dodging every single swing Damian took at her? Oh shit! She was one of the new vigilantes, wasn't she? Then he saw something that made green anger rise and begin to fog his vision. Peter, Kipo, Catra and Milo, the kid he had pseudo adopted! all had white streaks prominent at the front of their hair. They were the pit kids they were looking for and they had been right under their noses this entire time. Who in their right mind would put kids through the pits? He was going to kill whoever it was. As well as Damian for fighting her.
His green haze was replaced by complete and utter confusion in the next second. He watched as Milo disarmed Damian and knocked him to the ground. Then when she offered her hand to him, he took it. He never took help from anyone. And as if that wasn't enough, he pulled her into a hug! What the fuck?!
"ميلو؟ إنه أنت حقًا" Damian’s words were muffled by Milo’s shoulder. "اعتقدت أنك ميت!" Milo? It really is you, I thought you were dead! How did Demon Spawn know Milo? "لا أزال أحتفظ بـ كوساريجاما الخاص بك، لقد كسرت عظمة واحدة فقط" I still have your kusarigama, I only had to break one bone.
Milo patted his back and everyone else in the room looked just as confused as him as Damian sobbed into Milo's shoulder.
"سأقتلك إذا لم تعيدهم" she answered. I'm gonna kill you if you don't give those back, she looked serious. Wait-
Did she just fucking talk? The others' heads all snapped to her.
“What the fuck is going on here?” They finally noticed his presence and all looked super confused. Damian looked up and blushed slightly in embarrassment. Milo just stood there smiling teasingly at Damian.
“I would also like to know,” Peter said. There was a round of nods and agreements.
“Okay do you want my full backstory?” Milo asked, “It only really makes sense that way.”
“You can talk?” Catra blurted out.
“I mean, I never said I couldn't,” she shrugged.
“Get to the explanation,” Bruce interrupted.
“Rude, but so basically, I was raised in the LoA, then I died, traveled to a different dimension, had a tiny Deity tether itself to me so now I'm kinda a magical artifact. After that I lived a normal life until an old man put the fate of the world in my hands at 13 and my partner was another 13 year old who constantly harassed me. I saw stuff that would probably make you all go insane, watched everyone I love die practically everyday and died more than like 4700 times, I lost count. My partner betrayed me and that's how I ended up here.”
“Did you say more than 4700?” Jason asked incredulously. “Is there any way I can dimension hop and give that old man a long and good beating?” He growled out.
“I will assist you, Todd,” Damian announced, scowling.
“Count me in,” Kipo called, cracking her knuckles.
“You guys have fun with that, I need to go find my babies,” with that she faded into the shadows.
Jason had no clue what had just happened. Dick looked stunned and speechless. Wally looked baffled. Tim was at a loss. Peter, Kipo and Catra looked ready for murder. Damian looked ready for world domination, then multiversal domination. Bruce was unreadable.
He decided to just go to bed.