You're not my Robin, but you are my Nightwing.

I felt amazing, the air blowing through my hair made me think of him. We only met through training, he was so small and timid. Now he was gone, the Jokers took him out. Batman was devastated, I was too I knew I would never be his Robin. I was free falling, I gripped the line swinging myself to a three story building.

That's why I left, he found a new Robin months later. I wasn't needed, I didn't know what to do with myself. So I found her, the vines grew out from under the cracks in the street making me grin. Poison ivy, she wasn't so bad that Batman couldn't even hunt her down. I hid her well, disappearing myself. I never looked back.

I made my way to the street below, it was empty in this town. At night it wasn't alive like Gotham, my shoulder ached from a brawl last week. The man was twice my size but I was light on my feet for a reason, I flipped him hard through the glass window leaving him for the police.

Ivy told me to give up the superhero thing, and look for a normal life. Problem is that I wasn't normal, my sense for justice ran deep. I couldn't get out of my ways, I didn't want to I loved my abilities. I made my way to our apartment, the lines making it easy as flew through the streets.

I never felt compelled to think there was other's like me, I was different and I never saw a challenge from any man. My black and yellow outfit hugged me like a glove me red hair like fire, as I switched from line to line. I landed on the roof of my home, my Batcave.

I'm Brianna Wayne, I am the Batgirl.

Notes

New story! =D ah snap!