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The view from my window

A nice sketch I made

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The moment you realized everything you do is worthless. That your friends already did it, so if you do it, it's just a copy, stealing an idea.

The moment you realize you really have no talent, no amazing thing about yourself that you can show everyone, while your friends all always say how amazing the other friend is.

The moment you realize you'll never achieve your goals because you need to be good at something you're not, because you lack an ability, because the more you try to learn, the more you get tired of even trying.

Princess of Gotham

Chapter 1: Eclipse

Gotham, the city of crime. Where you could be assaulted at every corner. You live in fear of death to more than one psychopath.

Among the shadows of those alleys lit only by the moon and the streets little-traveled wandered with total tranquility, or at least disguised fear.

I did not bother anyone, but everyone bothered me, even the huge sign in the sky for the bat, for the savior of this city.

I stopped as soon as I spotted a motorcycle, and not just any motorcycle, looking for the owner. And, knowing that it had a burglar alarm, I took the shadow and moved it a little, so that in a few seconds, he came out of the fifth-floor bar on the other side of the street.

A tall, black-haired man, quite tall and quite drunk, ran out as soon as he heard that annoying noise coming from his motorcycle. And as soon as he realized who was responsible for interrupting his peace of mind, he relaxed his muscles and put an adorable smile on his face.

-If you wanted to talk to me you would have called, texted, or sent a postcard, you didn't have to cause me to go into cardiac arrest on a Friday night.- said Jason Todd, as he pulled the keys out of the bike and turned off the alarm.

-It's good to see you too, Father.- I replied. I sat down on the sidewalk, making room for the man who had adopted me years ago to join me, in a silence that was not at all uncomfortable, just admiring the street lights.

-When did you arrive?- I asked him, restraining my desire to hug him. It had been a long time since I had seen him. One day he took his things and left, leaving me alone. And as soon as I found out he was in town, I couldn't help looking for him in the places he frequented most.

-About two hours ago, I didn't know if you were at Wayne Manor, at the apartment, or with Major Arcana*.- he replied as he took a pack of cigarettes out of his leather jacket and then threw it on the floor.

After a few years of taking care of me, Todd started to give up some habits that were harmful to him, because they also affected me. But some things are hard to give up.

His little Jane Todd. The biological daughter of Oscar Hart, a not so well-known but very dangerous criminal. That cruel man had left me in an orphanage after my mother was murdered in front of us when I was just 6 years old.

I spent many years in that place, with little food, not sleeping well, getting sick every month, running away at night, and stealing from convenience stores so my friends wouldn't suffer from hunger, 6 years passed until a strange man arrived at the orphanage, greeting the owner of that place as if they had known each other for years.

An attack on that place by an enemy of Red Hood, almost ended my life, being wounded by that guy. From that day on Jason decided to give me his last name and gave me all the protection that the second son of Bruce Wayne could have.

-What are you thinking about?- Jason asked, pulling me out of my thoughts. It's not like I don't dive into my mind very often, but he more than anyone else knew what inner demons were.

-I thought about what my life would be like if you hadn't adopted me four years ago.- I replied. -I was just checking to see if you had arrived and if you were okay.- I stood up and shook out my pants. I put a hand in the pocket of my sweatshirt, reaching for the copy of the keys he had forgotten, and gave them to him. -Olive invited me to the Mansion, apparently, they are having a little sleepover, tomorrow morning I will go to the apartment.

-I'll take you there. I need some documents I forgot in my room and I need to talk to Bruce.- Jason said as he got up and took the keys out of the motorcycle.

-But I'm driving.

-No

-You're a bad driver.

-No

-If I fall off in the middle of the road it's your fault.

Next part

Note: I used a translator for this, if there's anything wrong, feel free to tell me. I don´t have the long dash in my laptop's keyboard so, sorry for that

"If you don't think you can fight all your problems, you're not hitting them hard enough." -Jason Todd probably

Princess of Gotham

Chapter 12: Sunday & Moral Codes

I woke up at 11 a.m., completely forgetting Bruce's orders about getting up early. Jason was still beside me, his hand in my hair and snoring. When there was a knock on my door, I couldn't help but startle.

"Jane, is Jason with you?" I heard Dick ask as he knocked on the door.

I got up, uncovering my father to see if he would wake up. I opened the door, still without putting on my glasses, to find a cheerful, yet blurry Richard, holding a small stuffed elephant. Next to him was Titus, with what appeared to be a piece of underwear on his muzzle.

"He's sleeping, do you need anything?" I asked as I rubbed my eye in an attempt to wake me up.

"Yes, I needed my shirt back. And Alfred says to go downstairs for breakfast. Oh and I think Bruce wants to talk to him," he said quickly as he squashed the small stuffed animal against it.

"What's up with your little elephant?" I asked, giggling. I had never seen such an adorable and childish side of Dick before. And I could tell the stuffed animal was old, as it had patches and stitches all over it.

"I've had it since I was a kid, its name is Zitka." He told me, just before Timonthy appeared in the room hallway, "He has your underwear." He said, pointing at Titus.

"Damn dog, give me back my things," Tim shouted, lunging at the dog, who was already starting to run towards the stairs.

The door to my room opened, letting out a sleepless Jason.

"Dick, what happened?" He asked, peacefully to his brother, as he squeezed my shoulders and in the background, I could hear Tim yelling at Titus to give him back his clothes.

"My shirt." Said Richard simply, extending his hand towards us.

"I'll give it to you now," he replied, closing the door to my room and moving into his own, "Darling, go get some breakfast and get your things ready. We leave in the afternoon for our apartment," he said when he reached the beginning of the stairs.

"But I have things to... Forget it." There was no point in replying anymore since he had already disappeared from my sight.

I went down to the dining room to have breakfast, finding Damian, Rai, and Olive, sitting at the huge table.

"What about Assana?" I asked, sitting down in my seat.

"Miss Jernigan left early. She said she had some unfinished business," Alfred reported, handing me an empty cup and saucer to serve my meal.

"The Scarecrow, the Joker, and Slade Wilson. Do you want to give us your opinion about them?" Damian asked after a few minutes of silence, pointing a spoon at me as if it was a microphone, "I mean, it's been a long time since their escapes coincided."

"I think the three of them are idiots," I said, pouring some coffee in my cup, "They deserve to die, but honestly I don't feel like breaking the moral code on which the whole family is based," I began to eat, to see if they would stop bothering me.

Since before I joined the Wayne family and Batman's team, I was already clear about one thing: there would be no more deaths caused by me.

My life was tragic enough without staining my hands with more blood. Bruce already knew that, he was helping me not to cross that line again.

According to him, I was too young to understand what was going on around me. And as much as I hated those three, I had to control myself.

"We're supposed to go with the team at 4: 00pm. And I think Mike and Malowe want us to go on patrol with them," Olive said as she passed me the cajeta. "It's going to be a long day."

Usually, Sundays were the days where you stayed home and enjoyed a healthy family get-together. In this house it was the opposite, those who had apartments in other cities would leave. Bruce would lock himself in his office and work there all day.

"I'll put it in my schedule, thank you very much," I told my cousin, trying to annoy her. "Jason wants us to go to our apartment, but I think in the end he will go with the Outlaws. I don't know, you know how he is with plans.

"Richard is going out with Barbara Gordon," said Olive, totally happy with the news, "Maybe now he will ask her to marry him." She whispered, before putting her glass of juice in her mouth.

"Honestly, I thought Grayson would end up with Starfire," said Timonthy, entering the dining room. Apparently, he was finally able to get his underwear.

"Grayson has had over 10 girlfriends and not one of them has formalized his relationship," Damian said. Also bothering Olive.

"37, I counted them myself. When you want, I'll pass you the list," completed Rai.

"Let me dream in peace," Olive said, annoyed, as she got up from her seat and left the dining room.

"I wonder if everyone in this family is destined to be single," I muttered to myself.

Princess of Gotham

Chapter 15: Fear & Secrets

Fear. It wasn't the first time I felt that, and unfortunately, it wouldn't be the last. Most heroes take to the streets to fight deranged villains and seem to fear nothing.

I wasn't the first to sign up for the team that would go up against Slade, in fact, I acted without thinking. I did want to kill that attempted human being, but my fear seemed to stop me at the worst moments. I needed to act.

The same feeling I felt when my father abandoned me in that orphanage, when they kidnapped me, after fighting with Bruce without knowing where Jason was, and activated my metagene, when I woke up in the middle of the night because of nightmares, or when Jason abandoned me to my fate, without a single note, leaving me in crisis. Bruce taught me to fight that fear, that trauma, and I felt weak when I found myself in these situations again.

I was outside the building, leaning against one of the walls while reading a fanfic about Red Robin.

"What a ridiculous thing to say, no one could be that perfect," I said to myself, turning off my cell phone and waiting for everyone to leave.

"Eclipse," Sam approached me, putting the quiver of arrows on his back and putting his cover-up back on, "I was talking to Malowe and Mike, and we've decided to investigate Eospec closely. We will start tomorrow night. If you want to join us, I'll send you the location." She spoke very fast as she played with the strings of her bow, creating a funny little sound.

"I'll think about it, but I don't think I can go," I said, thinking of an excuse to get out of any plans for the next day.

Sam left, but Malowe came to my side and leaned against the wall as well. Seconds later I felt that familiar sensation of the telepathic link, but I let it go, for I knew who it was.

"You plan to go on your own to look for the Joker and Slade, am I wrong?" I heard, I knew it was the Martian boy next to me, but I didn't turn to see him.

"You shouldn't do that, you know that Shade can interfere with your telepathic links," I replied, looking for a reason to get away from him.

"The one who should be careful is you, your majesty." My eyes widened like saucers and I turned to see him for the first time. "That's what they call you in some places, you know," he smiled innocently and walked away from me, raising his hand to say goodbye and vanish into thin air.

That boy knew things, why did I let him enter my head so freely? I knew it was wrong to let him poke around in my mind. I would have to have a serious talk with him and, if necessary, threaten him to keep quiet. I had done it before, I wasn't afraid to do it again.

I sighed and sat down on the floor. It was all coming together for me and I needed to talk to James about it. And as if I had summoned him, a raven landed next to me and transformed into the boy who had been my only support for so many years.

"Do you want to talk about something?" he asked, I just shook my head and whispered that, although I wanted to tell him all my problems, it wasn't the time yet. A few minutes later, Sound-Road and Hakan were already in front of me.

"Ready? I want to kick something, even if it's a cop," said Rai, putting on his mask.

"Cheis, are you coming with us?" shouted Mike, calling the attention of our most serious member. "Hey, at least look at me, bro." They just looked at us, that gaze gave more than one of us the chills.

"Whenever I go on patrol with you two something goes wrong," said Cheis, putting on his suit hood and looking directly at Hakan and James, "And whenever I go with you we always end up in the middle of a Batman fight against some villain," he pointed at me.

"It was only once," I said, pulling their hand away and looking back at them, "Well, it was five times, and we saved his life, I'm still waiting for him to thank me. Which, by this point, is almost impossible for me.

"Can I come with you?" asked someone next to me, I jumped in shock because I didn't know anyone was there, "Besides, I need to stretch. I need to get out and stop having Nightwing's eyes on me."

In the patrols my best ally was my cousin, just as Robin knew Batman's moves, I know Pandora's. We both complimented each other.

"Excellent. I'll patrol with two crazy women." Cheis started walking towards the buildings in front of us without even looking to see if we were following them.

"Malowe already left, I guess he'll catch up with us later," I said, walking along with my companions.

"Aren't there too many of us," James asked.

"Nah, we'll see what we can do," Mike said.

How curious... Such a strange and delicate thing. Adrift in the waters of fate... Which way will you wander I wonder?

—The High Priestess (The Arcana)

Vesuvia from The Arcana

Part of my 5 color challenge. I tried to record my process while drawing this but my device is slow as f****, so no speedpaint for now.

My cousins, every single day

Alfred: Master Jason... why did you draw a pentagram on the floor?

Jason: Your text told me to satanize the house before you returned

Alfred:

Alfred: I wrote sanitize, Master Jason.