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Just curious, are there any traught stories where Dick's family never dies so he remains with the circus until a certain young archer runs away and joins the circus?
Actually haven’t seen that, but that sounds like so much fun! I wrote a fic wayyyy back in the day where Artemis met Dick when his family was still in the circus, but that’s about it. Her family was in charge of jungle cats while they worked undercover with his family’s circus. Here’s a link if you’re interested! It’s called “Our First Act”https://www.fanfiction.net/s/8473255/1/Our-First-Act
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Nightwing spoke though the telepathic link. ‘Nightwing to team, we have eyes on the shooter. Superboy, we’ll try to get the jump on her and take her in for questioning. Miss M, prepare a holding cell in the bioship.’
‘On it.’ She replied. ‘Be careful, both of you.’
The woman had disappeared through a door, and both Dick and Superboy could hear the familiar sound of a fight. They moved quickly and silently towards the door. Two gunshots crackled though the air and the room fell silent.
‘Superboy. On three.’ Nightwing murmured. ‘1. 2..3!’
They burst through the door and froze. The barrel of a gun pointed straight at Nightwing’s forehead. Dick glanced around the room. Two more men dressed in the all black of the security uniform lay bleeding on the ground. Dick turned his eyes on the figure standing before him. She wore a loose grey vest and shorts, both blood stained and torn. The skin visible was covered in a spattering of bruises. Some old and healing fading to a greenish-yellow, others fresh dark purple. She held herself with confidence, stood alert and defensive as if ready for any attack. She was almost a head shorter than Dick, but she held the gun raised pointing straight between his eyes. As he finally looked into the face of the shooter, Dick felt his knees tremble. Two grey eyes stared at his, almost unseeing. He knew those eyes. He had spent countless nights plagued with the memory of those eyes laughing back at him. His own sharp blue eyes, hidden beneath his dynamo mask, raked over the rest of her face. He knew every inch of it, from the frown of her eyebrows to the point of her chin. Though thinner and masked under the rainbow of bruises, Dick knew her with every fibre of his being.
‘Artemis’
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