Platonic Yandere Batfamily x Neglected! Nephilim! Male! Reader
A/N: Another Neglected reader idea yippie! I’ve been having this one on my mind for a while and I had to get it out there! But please remember, I’m still mainly focused on cookie run kingdom so this will only be a side project for now.
Btw this mainly takes off from DC comics and some of my own interpretations!
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- Your mother was non-other than Archangel Jophiel, the archangel of beauty, art, craftsmanship, and wisdom. She found herself wishing to find a purpose outside of heaven and so, she went down to the mortal realm and disguised herself as an ordinary human woman to experience the life of a mortal.
- During that time she met the love of her life, your father, Bruce Wayne. The two met a gala and instantly hit it off with each other. A friendship bloomed between them and soon, it became something much more. Your mother thought to soon reveal her identity to Bruce and continue to live a happy life with him.
- So you can imagine her instant heartbreak when Bruce ended their relationship. Why? He thought that your mother was getting too close, that she would soon learn about his identity as the Batman and only serve as a distraction to his war against crime. Then a few months later after the break up, she found out that you were on the way.
- When you were born she was in complete awe, her precious baby boy, the light of her life. But deep down she feared for your future. After all you were a nephilim, a hybrid child between an angel and a human. She knew beings like you were to be hunted down by both angels and other dangerous creatures alike. You deserved a better life than that. And so, she placed a spell on you that sealed away your angelic nature. Leaving you to be completely human.
- She left you on the door step to the manor, you were sleeping peacefully in a comfy little basket with a note sticked on you that was directly addressed to Bruce. Your mother than returned to her place in heaven to forever watch over you. She wanted you to live a normal life as a human, free from the burdens of heaven and hell. She trusted Bruce to give you that life. She thought that you would be happier and safer with him. Oh how wrong she was.
- You can imagine Bruce’s shock and confusion when he finds a small infant you at his front door. But when he reads the letter your mother left you with, all the pieces to the puzzle come together. Bruce searches for your mother desperately, watching over Gotham as the Batman, searching in other cities, but in the end he couldn’t find a single trace of her. It was like she was completely erased from existence. And now he was stuck with you.
- The dear butler Alfred was your caretaker growing up. The man practically raised you as he ensured your every need. Making sure you were properly fed, helping you get dressed, and even helped you with your education. He was more of a father than dear daddy Bruce ever was to you. He was your only source of love and support in that cold lonely manor, but he also had the rest of the family to care and worry about so even than you were alone most of the time.
- Bruce Wayne, your biological father, the man who was supposed to love you unconditionally avoided you like the plague. He was attentive of your siblings and cared greatly for them, but when it came to you it seemed like he couldn’t care less. You never knew the reason why your father treated you this way, but you knew it had to involve something with your mother. You knew nothing about your mother as Bruce didn’t even care to tell you anything about her, but just from secretly seeing some pictures of her and Bruce together you realized something, she was very beautiful, and you look so much like her. Maybe that was the reason your father couldn’t stand you, because whenever he looked at you he only saw your mother. The woman he failed.
- Despite growing up together, you and Dick Grayson were never close. Although he treated you nicely there was always a distance between you and him. Your dear older brother didn’t have any time to spend with you as he was constantly busy with Bruce and even when he could he always made up excuses just to get away from you. When Dick left for Bludhaven you didn’t know. You found out when Alfred informed you about his departure. He didn’t even care to say goodbye to you and just simply left.
- When Jason Todd came along, unlike Dick he actually tried to form a relationship with you. He was the big brother you always wanted! Despite being so busy with Bruce too, he always made sure to spend time with you, your favorite activity with him was reading literature and books. Everything seemed good for some time. That’s what made the news of Jason’s death hit you even harder. You mourned and cried over Jason for many nights, Alfred was there for you, while your father was too busy with his own grief to care for yours.
- When Tim drake came into the picture you were hoping that maybe he could get Bruce out of his dark state. Even though you were still mourning over Jason, you still wanted to form a brotherly bond with Tim. Tim on the other hand, seemed completely uninterested with you and your attempts to spend time with him. He always seemed so jittery and exhausted due to how much of a workaholic he was, you always made sure he was getting the proper rest and breaks he needed. But even through all your care and effort he only seemed completely irritated by you.
- When you found out that Jason was still alive you felt both a sense of complete relief and happiness. Jason was alive! Your big brother was alive! When he returned to the manor you embraced him in a tight loving hug. Jason didn’t reciprocate, instead he knocked you to the ground with a hard punch. He lashed out against you, he hurt you. Along with throwing some cruel and brutal words to you. Bruce excused his outburst, saying that Jason went through a rough time and that you just should suck it up, and give Jason the time of day. After that, you kept a distance from Jason, you hoped that maybe with time he would come to his senses and return back into the caring older brother you knew. He never did.
- Then came Damian Wayne, your biological little brother, your tormentor. At first the news of you having a blood-brother thrilled you, you always wanted to be a big brother! You thought Damian was your chance to finally form a lasting loving bond. Oh how much of a fool you were to think that. Damian was arrogant, entitled, and impulsive. When he came to the manor he didn’t greet you with open arms,no, he greeted you with his katana’s stabbing into you. The others held him back as he kept shouting nonsense to you about how he was the “ true Wayne heir” and how “ there can only be one.” He seemed to get a rise out of making your life a miserable hell, he constantly reminded you of how you didn’t belong in the family, and how you were unworthy of the Wayne name.
- Barbra Gordon and you actually got along well at first, even though you two weren’t that close to each other you had a polite and mutual relationship with her. When she was attacked by the Joker and left paralyzed, you were devastated. You spent several days in the hospital with her to make sure she wasn’t alone. When she returned to the manor in a wheelchair, you were the first to come to her aid. Barbara on the other hand in return only gave you a rough shove to the ground along with some harsh words thrown your way.
- Stephanie Brown was optimistic and outgoing, that is what made you drawn to her, but even then she barely interacted with you. In fact, she seemed to completely forget about your existence from time to time. Whenever you do try to a least converse with her you are only greeted by her sarcasm along with passive-aggressive comments.
- You honestly didn’t know how to interact with Cassandra Cain at first. You didn’t know she was mute so when she came to the manor and you welcomed her, all she did was stare at you uncomfortably. Seeing how she struggled with reading, writing, and articulation, you tried to help her. Offering to teach and aid her with her illiteracy, but all Cassandra did was avoid you. No matter what you did she only wanted you to leave her alone. You even tried to teach her sigh language in hopes it would be more comfortable for her, but that also fell short.
- Finally Duke Thomas arrived at the manor, he was the only meta-human in the family so that really shacked things up. Duke was close to your age, so you two instantly hit it off. You and him would often make plans together, but they were often ruined as he was too busy with the rest of the family fawning and taking up all his attention to spend time with you.
- Despite all your hardships growing up with your ignorant family, you grew up into a compassionate, empathetic, gentle, and caring young man. To everyone else you were a kind and promising person, but deep down you were very, very lonely. There was a constant void in your chest that you just couldn’t shake off. You never felt a mother’s love, not a father’s support, nor the warmth of a family. You were completely and utterly alone.
- You knew that your family was non-other than the infamous family of vigilantes known as the batfamily. You weren’t stupid, it was completely obvious no matter how much they tried to hide it from you. You didn’t say a word about how you knew they’re not-so-secret identities, no, you allowed them to entertain the idea that you knew nothing about their alternative lives as Gotham’s protectors.
- You continued to live an ordinary life as a normal Gotham citizen. Pushed aside by your siblings, ignored by your father unless you were in trouble, and tormented by your brat of a little brother. But then one day, something changed. Currently Damian was being his usual self towards you, belittling and insulting your entire existence, but you didn’t seem to mind, Damian seeing that his verbal tactics weren’t working on you, decided for a different approach, to attack you of course. You and Damian were now tumbling around on the floor as you tried to wrestle him off of you. You grabbed at his arm in an attempt to pull him off and then that was when you heard it, the sound of a bone breaking. You had broke Damian’s arm.
- The rest of the family heard the commotion and instantly came to the scene to find Damian on the ground groaning in pain with his badly broken arm. Your siblings and Alfred tended to Damian’s injury as Bruce scolded you harshly for “intentionally harming” your little brother. He ignored your apologies and your attempts to explain. He silenced you with a firm slap to the face as he forced you to go to your room as if you were a child and grounded you.
- Since that incident, you started to notice changes to your body you never had before. You were way physically stronger than before, able to break and bend things no ordinary human could, the scars of wounds that Damian inflicted on you were completely healed, you somehow grew more height and muscle in just a few short weeks, and you could see and sense things no other person could. You tried to tell Bruce and even your siblings, but they were completely dismissive of your concerns, thinking you were simply throwing another one of your “tantrums” and that you were simply attention-seeking.
- One day when you were walking home from the store, you took your usual shortcut through a run down alleyway. There had been many reports of brutal murders and disappearances going on in Gotham lately, as you can believe your family was more busier than ever because of this. As you turned the corner that’s when you came face to face with a horrific scene. A giant beastly creature with giant horns was feasting on what seemed to be a dead body, blood covered and stained everywhere. You were frozen in shock as you slowly attempted to step back quietly. Only for your foot to accidentally step on and break a glass bottle.
- The creature stopped its feasting at the noise of glass breaking. Freezing up for a moment before turning to face you. You didn’t even have time to react as the creature let out a demonic screech, it lunged out, you panicked as you raised up your arms to your face to shield yourself.
- A blinding light erupted from the ally, engulfing everything that surrounds. When you finally raised your arms down from your face and opened your eyes, you were greeted with the smell of smoke and the ally way being completely covered in a giant soot stain. The beast was nowhere in sight. You thought you were going crazy for a moment until the realization hit you, you had completely eradicated the beast from existence. While you were trying to comprehend it all you felt something moving on your back, along with seeing some feathers scattered around you. You turned around to be greeted with the sight of giant angelic-like wings on your back. Wings. YOU HAD WINGS.
- You managed to compose yourself and spent the next hour trying to make the wings disappear. By the time you got back home to the manor, everybody else was gone leaving only Alfred in your wake. You greeted Alfred with a believable excuse for why you were out for so long and immediately went to your room. You spent the next few days deep diving into research to figure out what exactly was that thing. You soon found your answer. That thing in the ally way was non-other than a demon. Malevolent creatures that inhabited the dimension known as hell. Apparently they could only go into the mortal realm unless they are summoned, possess human hosts, or by magical tears and portals between dimensions.
- You had a strong hypothesis that maybe these creatures were responsible for the missing people and murder cases going around Gotham. At first you thought about telling Bruce about your discovery, but then you stopped yourself. You knew Bruce would never going believe you. He never did. But you knew something had to stop these things and if the Batman nor the batfamily couldn’t, maybe you could. And maybe by hunting these demonic beings down could lead you to the path of finding out what exactly you are. You knew your family wouldn’t mind. After all they never cared about where or what you were doing, right?
- You began to train yourself to better learn and control your powers. You taught yourself how to manifest your wings by will and fly, see and communicate with spirits and supernatural beings alike, manipulate and warp reality, develop your clairvoyance, moving objects with your mind through telekinesis, and even generate holy fire. You put your abilities to the test against the demons you exorcised and killed. You had so many close encounters with death to the point that it was countless. Soon hunting down demons became your full-time job, but of course you always made sure to make it to the manor in time in order not to make Alfred worry.
- You soon decided to dawn an outfit of your own to your crusade of demon hunting. Nothing more than a simple fancy cloak with a hood to conceal your identity and along with some enchanted armor you created you wore underneath hidden by your cloak. You didn’t give yourself a superhero name or a title, no, you felt it was not necessary. The people of Gotham began to notice you, the angelic figure that saved the innocents from the demonic creatures that had damned their city. Many said you were an hero, many said you were an angel. That is how you earned your title, “ The angel of Gotham” they called you.
- You not only had gotten the favor of Gotham and its citizens, but it’s villains too. You sympathized with them as these mob bosses, criminals, and convicts were once ordinary people who were shunned and neglected by society. Deep down you saw the good they were capable of and wanted to help them find redemption. Many were baffled, others were amused, and most of them were caught off guard by your presence. You treated them all with more kindness, compassion, and understanding than the Batman nor his sidekicks ever did. Not to mention you had saved them multiple times from demons so they owed it to you. You learned many things from them, Selina Kyle showed you to hon your acrobatics and agility, Harvey Dent taught you how to strategize, Bane trained you in hand-to-hand combat, Scarecrow educated you in psychology and biochemistry, The Riddler helped you master deduction, and Mr Freeze educated you in mechanical engineering and and medical science.
- You even started to hunt down demons outside of Gotham. And that’s how you ran into him, John Constantine. The British warlock, occult detective, and con man himself! You met him when you tracked down a demon to London and he helped you banish it back to hell. He knew you were something special as he could tell you weren’t entirely human. In fact, he was the one who confirmed your heritage as a human- angel hybrid, a nephilim according to him. Ever since then you two started to work together from time to time. John became sort of a mentor towards you, as he introduced you deeper into the knowledge of magic and the supernatural world. Although he wouldn’t say it outright, he took quite the liking to you. It was nice to have some company around along with some help in his job. The magic detective had formed quite the soft spot towards you, no matter how much he tried to deny it.
- To you, your life seemed to be getting better and better. That cold manor nor your ignorant family did not defy you anymore. You felt free, happy, proud, and content with yourself. Little did you know, your family noticed. You didn’t know when they started to care, but you could see the signs. Bruce all of a sudden became attentive to you, interested in your daily life as if he always was. Dick wanted to hang out with you as your big brother. Jason acted like the cool older brother you once knew, Tim became interested in bonding you with you and missed your care. Barbra, Stephanie, and Cassandra being very attentive of you. Damian, your demon brother was reduced to a desperate child that wanted his older brother’s attention. Duke all of a sudden had all this time to spend with you.
- To anybody else, your family became very loving and affectionate to you. But you saw it, the growing desperation and obsession in their eyes. You sensed the guilt and shame radiating off of them. It was suffocating. They didn’t know it was all too late for them, they regrets and shame did not matter now. For you were free. Free to carve your own destiny in this world and beyond. They could try all they want to stop you. But you refuse to let them clip your wings.
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