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"Oh my god." The kid muttered, pacing back and forth in front of the summoning circle anxiously as he clutched some old book to his chest, "Oh my god, I just killed Nightwing."
"Uh," Nightwind started to speak, but didn't get far.
"Oh my god, my dad is Nightwing!"
"Wait, what?!"
That seemed to catch the boys attention and...yeah the kid looked a lot like he did as a teen. "I, uh" The kid rubbed the back of his neck nervously, "I'm kinda your clone. My parents made me and told me recently about how I was born and I wanted to meet you!"
He threw his hands up in the air, one hand still clasping the book, "They told me you were dead, so I tried to summon your ghost! I swear I didn't know!" This seemed to switch him back into whatever spiral ge was in before, "Oh god, I killed my own father."
Dick hurried to speak before he lost the chance again, "I'm probably still alive."
"Huh?" The kid looked over at him, a hint of hope in his features
"Yeah," Nightwing shrugged, "some other bats were with me. They're trained to keep my vitals up until they can get me back to the cave. Plus, I felt my soul pulled out of my body by force. I don't think you actually stopped anything from functioning."
The kid sagged with relief, "So batman isn't going to murder me?"
An odd sound came from within the summoning circle as Nightwing covered his mouth
"Are you laughing at me?! I'm being serious!"
This time, the vigilante made no move to hide his laughter, "We don't kill kiddo, besides he probably won't maul his own grandkid, right?"
Unfortunately this gave the kid something new to spiral over, "Oh god, my grandpa is Batman."
"How about we start over?" The bluebird asked, "I'm Nightwing, what's your name?"
"Um, Danny. Danny Fenton."
Dick gave an award winning smile, "Nice to meet you, Danny. Could you break the circle so I can get out?"