Beating ass, eating pizza, and taking in kids. Its all part of the job. Right? A nice evening patrol is the usual for NIghtwing, that is until he sees some kid getting jumped by a group of boys.

Nightwing jumps from a building landing in front of the group with a frown on his face. The other group freezes looking at him with raised eyebrows seemingly forgetting about the kid.

"Oh look another freak in spandex." One of the men says looking over NIghtwing before taking out a gun and aiming it at him. Nightwing raises an eyebrow as the other men begin snickering and chuckling at the ringleaders jab towards him.

"You people have some really bad humor if you think beating a kid is 'fun'." Nightwing says in a scolding tone before lunging at the guys taking them all down one by one.

After that was over Nightwing looked over his shoulder, his concern growing when he hears how shallow the kids breathing is and the dazed expression on their features.

"Hey bud? You okay?" Nightwing asks the kid "You got a name?" He adds

The kid responds with a soft groan blinking blearily at him “H-hurts..”