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It's finally here! Yet Forgives the Butcher's Knife is my submission for the Jaysteph Weekend 2022, filling the prompts "Do I Want to Know?", College, and the chaotic bonus the Trifecta of Trouble.
Disclaimer: This follows Canon events up to a point, but since DC has the inability to stick to one timeline or version of events without retconning it, I'm taking liberties with some plot points.
(Canon-complicit to a point)
Rating: T TW: non-graphic talk about death/torture
(Read the teaser first as the first scene picks up directly from there :))
Chapter 1 Chapter 2 Chapter 3
“Okay, J. Are you trying to be a vigilante? I gotta warn you, it's brutal. It's actually why I'm here. My dad's a D-list rogue, Cluemaster, and I hated how he ruined my mom's and my life, so I became Spoiler, spoiling his plans. Batman didn't like me running around as a tween without his approval, even though I was older than, like, all the Robins.
“Anyways, I ignored him, he kinda accepted I was there to stay, I had a couple months internship with as Robin before he fired me, and I went back to being Spoiler, started a gang war by accident, got caught by an A-list rogue and tortured...I flatlined in Leslie's OR and she faked my permanent death and moved us here to teach Bats a lesson about his kids or something.
“So, now you know Steph Brown,” Steph laughed easily.
“Wow, that's, um, a lot to process. Are you okay? Seeing a therapist or something? That sounds like a trip.”
“Oh yeah, it was. I'm okay-ish now...I mean, your black helmet isn't really helping my PTSD, but they're pretty common and it's not blatantly skull-like so...I'm okay.”
“You got caught by Black Mask?”J's jaw dropped, though Steph couldn't see it. “And survi-I mean...”
Steph grinned at J's faux pas. “It's fine, I have dark humour—being a Gothamite, and from the Narrows at that, it's kinda a prerequisite.”
“You're a Narrows kid? You hide the accent well,” J commented in surprise.
“Thanks? You know another Narrows kid or somethin'?”
“Wasn't it speculated that Robin 2 was from the Narrows?” Jason deflected, hoping Steph would bite.
“Yeah, he was my favourite. Street kid, Narrows like me—we might even have been neighbours!--fought smart but dirty, and he understood us in a way Bats and the first Robin didn't...he cared about us, y'know? The others cared more about stopping crime than the victims—I mean, obviously the crime needed to stop so there wouldn't be more victims, but Robin 2 was one of us and could connect with us. Batman and Nightwing are strangers, practically. Once I was on my way home from stalking my dad and some creep was trailing me. I could tell, but Robin swung down and took 'im out before I was in danger, and then he followed me home...it was so sweet. I always had the biggest crush on him...I was so sad when I heard he died. He was one of ours, one of us...sometimes I wonder what he'd be like if he was alive.”
With a sigh Steph shook off the melancholy and turned to J. “Sorry for the infodump. So, J, thanks you for the assist. And don't become a vigilante for fun.”
“I won't. Thanks for livening my evening. I liked your right hook...but saw your form was off on a couple moves. Did Batman not train you? I thought all his little birdies had a Ph.D in karate or somethin'...”
“Well, I was never a true Robin. Barely got any training from the big guy. He didn't even let me know anyone's ID or anythin' cool—basically all I got was the suit and a ton of lectures, more than Spoiler ever got. What a prick,” she muttered.
“He sounds like a huge prick,” agreed J. “If you'd like...I could improve your skills a bit? I've had a few professional trainers myself...”
“Sure, I'd love to get some formal training for once! When and where?”
“I have a building in town. Are you free tomorrow?”
“Yeah, all day.”
“Be ready at 9 a.m., then. Night, Doll!” J left her on Leslie's doorstep and Steph went in to Leslie's worried questioning.
At 9:00 sharp J pulled up on a black motorcycle. Steph was waiting with a duffel and hopped on, driving to a nondescript warehouse-style building 15 minutes away from Leslie's. J walked to the door and went through fingerprint, retinal, and password locks. Finally J and Steph walked in to see an enormous gym, with mats, weights, ropes, a shooting range, archery range, pool, and various intense workout equipment.
J showed Steph to the bathroom and she changed into a tanktop and shorts before joining him in warmup stretches on the mats. “You're flexible,” J noted.
“Thanks— I took gymnastics lessons for 3 years before my dad got worse. I liked it and kept doing what I could...and that was one thing Batman helped with.”
For the next month J drastically improved Steph's form, skills, and stamina.
“How do you know all these skills? Do I want to know?” asked Steph one day during a water break.
“Can you keep a secret?” J asked, leaning in. Steph nodded. “I'm the second Robin.”
Steph stared at him, then started laughing. “Fine, then, keep your secrets.”
J stared back. “Fine. My mom has been training me for the past 3 years with various martial arts forms and weapons and some other fun stuff, like poisons and bombs and strategy. Happy?”
“You're serious,” Steph said flatly.
“Yes!”
“Huh. So...you're a ninja-in-training?”
“I am a ninja, but sure. I was just here to take care of a couple things for my mom when I met you.”
“You...stayed...here? For me?”
J nodded. “I really like you, Steph. A lot.”
“You like me too?”
J blinked. “You like me?”
Steph nodded emphatically. “Even if i still don't know if you're a 10 or not with that dramatic mask you always wear,” she joked.
“Will you go on a proper date with me, Stephanie Brown?”
“No.” J's face fell, but Steph continued, “I will join you in a spar and I will kick your butt one day.” She sat up and moved to the mats again. J laughed, “You're perfect.”
After their training session J walked Steph home as he always did. In sight of Leslie's, J paused and Steph turned to see why. He took her hand and took a breath. “My name is Jason. Jason al Ghul.”
Stephanie smiled at him. “Thank you for telling me, Jason. Jason...I like it. It suits you.”
~♡~
The next morning before their warm up began, Jason opened up to Steph. “Do you have time to hear my life story? It's depressing, at least for a non-Gothamite.”
“I'll always listen,” Steph said softly, taking his hands in hers. It always seemed to ground him and lately he'd started to do it unconsciously. Jason smiled at her and began.
“I'm a street kid from Crime Alley. My dad was a two-bit goon and my mom had a heroin addiction since she had cancer. She died when I was 8 and my dad was...gone, so I hit the streets. When I was 12, I was adopted by a wealthy man and I was actually safe—he was one of the few good ones. Sometimes we'd go back to Crime Alley to help my friends or the street kids. I had an older brother, but he was gone in Blüd most of the time. He didn't like me too much at first because our dad “replaced” him with me, but we'd started to get closer when he realized he was being a Dick.” Jason smiled at some joke Steph didn't get yet, then continued. “When I was 15, my dad and I got in a fight and I was grounded...I found my bio mom in Ethiopia and flew there to meet her. I thought she was blackmailed by Joker and tried to get her out, but she...she sold me out to him and smoked a cigarette as she watched him beat me half to death. Then he tied her up and left us in the warehouse with a bomb...I managed to get my mom free but I was caught in the explosion. I'm strong considering I'm from Crime Alley and the beating and bomb didn't finish me off," Jason smirked at that absolutely devastating tidbit. “The smoke and dust inhalation got me. I woke up in my coffin 6 feet underground and dug myself out with my belt buckle and left my fingernails in the dirt there. I wandered around, catatonic and relying on muscle memory for a few months until I started beating up some of my third mom's men and she came to see what the fuss was about. When my catatonia didn't lift, she put me in a pool of magic life juice, which healed me and upgraded my trauma to insanity and bloodlust. Once the Pit Madness settled, Mom sent me around the world, training with masters to become the best.
“I know it was partly to stall me, because my dad is her baby daddy and she doesn't want him dead, while I did. He never killed the Joker for me, for everyone else's safety, and I almost killed him and my brothers. Thankfully the Madness subsided, and while I'm still mad he didn't kill Joker, I'm not going to kill him over it. He won't kill, so I'll leave him alone and do it myself. I need a moniker for when I make the statement that I'm a better man than him, and since you don't like my black helmet, I'm thinking of stealing the clown's old name as a last laugh. So, could you stand a red helmet?”
Steph blinked. “Wow, your life is sadder than mine. Yeah, a red helmet wouldn't bother me at all. You look good in red, anyways.” She understood deflection very well, and let Jason steer the conversation away from what he'd just unloaded.
“Then meet the Red Hood,” Jason bowed to Steph and she giggled.
“Your story sounds kinda familiar, though.”
Jason removed the domino mask he normally wore around Steph (since he didn't wear the helmet around her). “You weren't kidding?” she gaped. “ You are Robin 2...wait, you look familiar...”
“My headstone says Jason Peter Todd, if that helps,” offered Jason.
“If Jason Todd was Robin 2, then Robin 1 has to be Dick Grayson, which means...” Steph's eyes grew larger. “Brucie Wayne, Ph. D in idiocy, is Batman?!”
“Got it in one, Doll,” Jason winked.
“That makes so much sense,” moaned Steph. “No wonder he never told me his name!”
“Your friend Robin 3 is Tim Drake, Bruce's newest adoptee. Looks like Drake finally died and B got custody again.”
“Wait,” interrupted Steph. “Why did Bruce adopt you? You met him as Batman, right? Well he caught me and never adopted me...how unfair!”
“You don't have black hair, Blondie,” Jason teased. “Step 1: dye your hair black. Step 2: Be a smart aleck and make Batman laugh because you stole the Batmobile's tires. Step 3: Reverse psychology: Hit 'im with your tire iron and run. Be reluctantly caught and thus adopted when he finds out you're a homeless orphan.”
Steph wheezed with laughter. “Of course you stole the Batmobile's tires! Oh man, the look on B-man's face must've been legendary!”
Jason grinned proudly. “At the time I was scared to death, but looking back, it was pretty funny....So, what'm I like, since I am alive?”
She buried her face in her hands. “Ughh, why? I can't believe I rhapsodized about you to you! Oh, kill me now. And I told you I had a crush on you...whyyyy?!” she wailed dramatically and Jason chuckled at her expense, the brat. Steph glared at him through her fingers.
“Sorry, I kinda like you, so Imma have to pass on the offer to murder you.”
“Stoppp,” she blushed, glad she was already hiding her face from him.
~♡~
This is a shorter chapter because my two sentences referencing tomorrow's prompt come directly after this 😆
Hope you enjoyed and feel free to Nicely leave constructive criticism!!
An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works
Chapters: 1/?
Fandom: Batgirl (Comics), Batman - All Media Types, Batman (Comics), DCU (Comics), DCU
Rating: Teen And Up Audiences
Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings
Relationships: Stephanie Brown/Jason Todd, Stephanie Brown & Jason Todd, Stephanie Brown & Bruce Wayne
Characters: Stephanie Brown, Jason Todd, Barbara Gordon, Oracle (DCU), Bruce Wayne
Additional Tags: Stephanie Brown is Batgirl, Stephanie Brown-centric, Jason Todd is Red Hood, Barbara Gordon is Oracle, The Batfamily is Kind Of Toxic, They just keep too many secrets to "Protect Each Other", It's supposed to be a fun Jason x Stephanie one shot I'm just really taking the scenic route, Probably will amp up to M-rated, More characters may pop up I honestly don't know, Drugs referenced, Some violence and swearing, probably sex later, Definitely violence later, kidnapping and sex trafficking also discussed due to nature of bad guy, JaySteph Weekend 2022, definitely expect some bruce/stephanie confrontation because YES
Summary:
When Stephanie crosses path with Red Hood on what she thinks is a standard reconnaissance mission, she gets a lot more than she bargained for.
Check it out, I wrote a very belated thing for JaySteph Weekend 2022!! Really, I just had so much fun reading all the fics, and had a little plot bunny I couldn’t get out of my head, so this came out of the last week or so while bored at work. I love writing Stephanie, but I’ve never really tried for Jason before so we’ll see how that goes!!
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JaySteph Weekend 2022
Official Prompt List
August 12 - Only One Bed / Finding The Other Injured / “Do I wanna know?”
August 13 - College / They Were Roommates / Robin!Steph and RedHood!Jason
August 14 - Dancing / After Hours / Spoiler!Steph and Robin!Jason
BONUS/SUBSTITUTE - Trifecta of Trouble (JaySteph & Damian)
This fills the second day's prompt: College (albeit quite briefly, but this was written before I planned to enter this event, so go me for having such foresight that AYFTBK needed barely any tweaking at all!)
Disclaimer: This follows Canon events up to a point, but since DC has the inability to stick to one timeline or version of events without retconning it, I'm taking liberties with some plot points. (Canon-complicit to a point)
Rating: T TW: none? Violence lite, perhaps
Prologue Chapter 1 Chapter 2 Chapter 3 Chapter 4
Stephanie thanked Leslie for all her care and told the doctor she was leaving to start her second life afresh. She promised to keep in touch and zipped up her duffle.
Steph and Jason flew to Oxford, England, where Jason attended uni for Lit and medical classes and Steph trained to become LoA material. The apartment Jason had asked Talia to obtain had the usual suit, weapons, training area, booby traps, etc, plus a special surprise. Steph dumped her purple duffle on the coffee table and dodged a strike, rolling to her feet and pulling escrima on her assailant. Jason rolled his eyes and greeted her casually. “Hey, T.”
Steph looked at the choreographed fight-dance of Jason and whom she now realized was his mom, admiring their fluid, well-practiced moves that she aspired to. Jason finally pinned Talia and helped her up.
“Why're you here, T?”
“I came to see my son and daughter-in-law, of course, and to make sure you haven't slacked off just because you're in love.”
Jason and Steph coughed and blushed heavily, having not said those words yet.
Talia smirked and nodded at Jason. “I approve. She is not up to recruits' level 3 yet, but she shows promise. Good job avoiding my opening blow, Stephanie. Your observational skills and instincts are quite honed.”
“Oh, thank you? J's been running me pretty hard, but I've been improving, so I'm glad it's not just in my head,” she laughed awkwardly.
“I am here to train you while Jason is in class,” announced Talia. “I will be here for two weeks. When I return to Nanda Parbat, you are welcome to come with me.”
~♡~
Steph didn't return with Talia, but she and Jason did visit the fortress a couple times. Jason got Slade Wilson to train her for a while, and the mercenary liked her because she reminded him of his daughter Rose. A few of his other friends/trainees agreed to help her as well, and she was able to take Jason down at least 50% of the time by Jason's graduation 2 years later. As well as the physical training, Jason refined Steph's already quite-honed stealth skills, plus hacking, stalking, mental boundaries and a couple languages. She could now speak English, French, Swahili, Mandarin, and Russian. For fun, he taught her a couple motorcycle stunts and weapons tricks to intimidate low-level opponents. She got upgraded Official Robin Training she'd missed.
Over the two years, the couple had planned their steps once leaving Oxford well. They headed to Hong Kong to collect the gear Talia had provided and finalize the details.
Red Hood made an appearance in Gotham 18 months ago, sniping the Joker and ensuring he was cremated. It was quick, quiet, and clean, so there should be no trace of him, but if there was, only his shiny red helmet would be visible. No other traces were left.
In Hong Kong, Jason and Stephanie headed to the safehouse/penthouse Talia had secured. Steph went out to get groceries while Jason checked over everything, especially the new suits for Red Hood and Indigo. The design was modified from the League's uniforms enough that it wouldn't tip off the Bats but still kept its functionality.
Steph got the fresh food and headed home when she heard fighting coming from an alley. She hid the groceries under a piece of wood and hurried to help. A young Chinese-American girl about her and Jay's age was fluidly fighting off eight gang members. Steph paused a moment to appreciate the girl's style (Steph was now a top ninja, but this girl's moves were something else) which reminded her of Lady Shiva's, before rushing two goons and knocking them out cold. Once all were unconscious Steph wiped her hands on her jeans and turned to the girl.
“Neihhou, I'm Steph. Nice moves...why were you fighting them?” she said in slow Cantonese, unsure which languages the girl spoke.
“Neihhou...m goi," she answered even slower, bowing slightly, but Steph was pretty sure it was from politeness, not an injury.
The girl began making signs slowly, explaining that the goons were traffickers who'd made the horrible decision to attempt to kidnap her. Steph grabbed the girl's hand and dragged her to Jason, stopping to collect the groceries on the way.
Jason looked up and did a double-take when he saw Steph wasn't alone. “Steph...”
“She fights similarly to Shiva and I thought she was almost kidnapped so I jumped in and took her home. She prefers sign or body language, I think,” Steph announced.
Jason looked the girl up and down. “Do you know Lady Shiva?”
The girl looked between Jason and Steph. “Mom.”
Jason and Steph exchanged glances. “Lady Shiva is your mother? Who's your father, then?”
“David Cain.”
“Are you an assassin?” Jason signed as he spoke, hoping she knew ASL.
She shook her head emphatically. “No. I don't want...hurt people...Innocents...David made...me kill...once...I ran... Five years.”
“Do you have a name?” asked Steph.
“One Who Is All,” replied the girl. “No name. Title. Bodyguard.”
“You need a name!” said Jason immediately. “You read body language, right? I heard stories about you. You predict moves like Sandra?”
The girl nodded slowly.
“So you're a prophetess...Cassandra? Cassandra was a Greek prophetess cursed to have nobody believe her. What do you think?”
(Nerd, thought Steph lovingly. But my nerd.)
“Cass,” said the girl definitively.
“Cass it is!” said Steph.
“Oh, this is Jason, my husband, and I'm Steph.”
Cass decided to stay with them and Talia quickly had a suit in her size prepared.
~♡~
The suit was hand-delivered by a grumpy baby assassin, Jason's little brother Damian. He was 10 and far too old to need babysitters, but Talia had deemed the League too unsafe for him now and knew 3 of the world's top fighters would protect him better than she at present. She had considered sending him to Bruce, but even a Wayne was too much too much attention, and Damian popping out of the woodwork would cause too much scrutiny, so his brother and sister-in-law it was! He brought his suit along with him, plus a suitcase full of weapons.
~♡~
Steph and Jason finally arrived in Gotham, with double the passengers and load they'd expected. Luckily, all were ninja and so packed lightly—the majority of the luggage was weapons and ninja gear, anways. The base of the quartet's operations was in the Narrows area, underneath a building owned by Stephanie (under a pseudonym, of course). The sub-level BOOP had 3 layers:
1) garage, vigilante stuff, tech centre, etc.
2) training area/gym/mini-hospital and lab
3) living quarters.
Stephanie and Jason were absolutely not going to allow Damian to join them on the streets, but compromised by letting him run the comms, since he was quite good with tech—he could probably give Babs a run for her money, Jason decided. He and Steph took turns teaching Damian (and Cass, since she sat in) since he couldn't attend normal school, at least not in his fresh-from-a-murder-cult state. The subjects were higher-level and more varied than public schools' as well. Everyone also learned ASL so Cass could communicate with them more comfortably.
Once the 4 were settled in Gotham, Jason began his plan.
Stephanie had decide that she couldn't kill, (unless maybe in self-defense, but she had enough training that she shouldn't be in that position, anyways), but she sure didn't say no to Jason taking Black Mask out for her.
Cass had sworn to never kill again and frowned when Jason and Steph told her their plan, but once Jason's PowerPoint was over and she saw how victims—including Steph—relaxed when their [family's] murderer, kidnapper, rapist, etc was gone for good, she saw their point of view snd accepted their stance.
With Sionis out of the way, Red Hood stepped in and took over Gotham's underworld. One duffle bag left quite a first impression and there wasn't too much rebellion after that. Most people preferred Red Hood to Black Mask—he actually protected people, so crime was at an all-time low, especially violent crime; kids weren't allowed to buy/ run drugs or work for any criminals, so fewer kids died in gang disputes; Hood took care of the street kids and working women, making them the safest they'd ever been; he controlled all of Gotham's drugs, so there were fewer gang/turf wars, “cut” drugs, bad deals, etc. And the final straw: Hood cared. He was one of them—there was no mistaking his (played-up) Park Row accent. His lieutenants Indigo and Orphan were intimidating but Indy had a Narrows accent too and Orphan was very protective of hurt children and innocents. Almost everyone in Gotham was beyond satisfied with their new prince.
~♡~
Jason and Steph suited up for the night, Cass staying behind for a night off. The base layer of all their uniforms was plain black cotton long-sleeved T-shirts, leggings, and socks. Next came the Kevlar-weave tunics, high-necked and dropping to their thighs. Black bindings wrapped around their wrists and forearms and calves-down, past their heavy-duty steel-toed boots. Red Hood wore dark grey cargo pants, while Indigo's and Orphan's were black. Indigo and RH both wore kevlar-weave hoods with red/purple lining, red/purple-tinted goggles, and a red/purple mask from nose to chin for filtering air and adding another layer of ID security, as voice modulators and rebreathers were built in. The goggles were connected to Ghoul's computers and could call up maps, files, etc., while the comms were built into the goggles and masks. RH, I, and O all had utility belts with grapples; smoke bombs/pellets; shuriken, etc; snacks; paper & pen, etc. Red Hood had the most guns, but Indy and Orphan also carried a pistol and rubber bullets. (Think this design [+sleeves] for Jason and a similar one in purple for Steph.)
As well as his Jericho .941's, Hood carried a variety of knives, small missiles, and a strap for his dual swords, but he didn't wear them unless he was trying to make an impression.
Indigo carried knives and small missiles, plus escrima on her back and a bō on her belt.
Orphan preferred intimidation (and went out the least, or stayed on Hood and Indy's six) and if she did fight, favoured hand-to-hand, but she carried a knife and a bō just in case, plus the pistol. Orphan didn't like Hood and Indy's hoods as they restricted her vision, which was her primary sense considering her specialty (Hood and Indy were good enough the handicap didn't affect them). She had a full-face kevlar-weave covering (with breathing spaces, duh) and a haphazardly-stitched mouth. (Cass's outfit)
Unsurprisingly, she didn't get to fight many criminals—most fainted. Ghoul did have a suit for if he was needed in an emergency -a mini-version of the others'- but in deep green. Crime Alley was slowly losing its nickname.
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I'm really excited to see what ppl come up with for the Spoiler!Steph and Robin!Jay prompt! It's such an underrated/underused idea for AUs and time travel fics but it has so much potential. I read a fic with this idea and got hooked for life. I was sorely disappointed when I went looking for more and there really wasn't any. This itch demands to be scratched! Maybe if this event makes it big enough, it'll become a thing.
Oooooh we are right there with you!
Spoiler!Steph and Robin!Jason is rich with possibility!!!
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