This is from the trial one-shot that people wanted to be a story.

Third person

Everyone was busy getting ready for the big night. Haly's Circus was in Gotham and rumor was that Bruce Wayne would be their that night.

Everyone was excited and busy except for one Richard Grayson. He saw something go down between Pop Haly and some street thugs. Later on he saw someone mess with the trapeze wires.

This made Richard very worried and excited. He tried telling his parents or one of the other adults, but they were all busy getting ready and only very few could understand him.

Richard was born in the circus, but he was born in Romania along with the rest of his parents. That meant that his parents saw fit to raise him in his culture. They told him that he could learn English later. Other then that he only mastered five or six other languages of countries they visit more often then America.

Those languages included: Romanian, Spanish, German, French, Russian, and Chinese.

This caused him to only be able to communicate with a select few. When he finally got his parents attention it was time for him to get ready for the show.

He got out of the changing room and waited until his parents told him he could go on.

They were called on for the finale and right before Richard jumped he saw it. The ropes snapped and his parents fell.

He screamed for them and ran down the ladder shaking them begging for them to wake up. When he finally moved it was because someone dragged him away from his parents, he was in tears.

The kind guy who was holding him was trying to ask him questions, but he couldn't understand. He tilted his head as if to say he has no idea what he's talking about.

"Mama....Tati," he said still crying and trying to get the point across. He saw the man's face lit up as if he understood and tried a different language.

Richard recognized it as Spanish. "Kid I need to know your name. My name is Jim Gordon. I can help you. Do you understand me now," he asked.

"I...understand.....I know Spanish. Are mama and tati going to wake up soon. Are you here to help them," he asked him.

Jim's heart broke at the sight of the little boy in front of him. His big blue eyes looked like glass about to break. "One step at a time. How about you tell me your name," Jim asked softly.

"Richard, sir.my name is Richard Grayson and i'm nine years old today," Richard said.

"Okay Richard. Can you tell me what happened here," Jim asked.

It caused Richard to burst into tears again. "It's my fault it's all my fault," he said. Jim got him to calm down once again and got Richard to tell him again.

Richard explained everything he saw and how he couldn't get anyone's attention. Once Jim had the whole story he told Richard the carefullest way possible that his parents were gone. He burst into tears once again but he calmed down after Jim told him that his parents were happy and in heaven.

Bruce Wayne showed up after Jim got the story and offered to help Richard pack. He tried speaking to Richard in spanish like Jim told him, but Richard seemed to want to stay silent completely, even when he offered his home. He noticed the Richard's face did light up some if even a little.

Eventually Jim and Bruce had to give Richard over to social services and both of them noticed how she treated him with all the yelling, ruff pulling, and demands to speak English. Once she left Bruce turned to Jim and said in a voice Jim has never heard him with before say, "I'm going to adopt him Jim. I'm going to adopt him and give him a good home."

Richard wasn't drilled off at an orphanage or boys home. No he was dropped off at a scary place with bars on the windows and the only colors were grey, white, and black. He found out later that this was a place called kid's Jail (A/N I don't know how to spell the other word) and not just any one the Gotham one.

It wasn't even a week before their was a break in. The police noticed nothing strange except for one broken down wall and an empty room. When they did a head count they noticed one Richard Grayson missing amongst them.