"I still can't believe our dads wouldn't let us come along." Tim groaned to Damien.
"Tim you know damn good and well why they didn't" Damien responded looking at the computer screen. "Besides that was years ago we need to form a new league so the crazies around here don't think they can run amuck." he added. Tim knew Damien was right but it still bothered him even after finding out about his heritage he was upset that his parents took off leaving him to help defend the planet without them. Tim scoffed and put his mask on before hovering up off the ground.
"Well good thing im taking off to deliver the letters then." he said taking off before Damien could say anything more to his face about the situation. While the two grew up Damien had always been like an uncle to him but that also meant that he had a legion of people that wouldn't let him become a hero because of the life's strains. It took Tim stealing his dads costume and running off to go fight Killer Croc to make them see that he could do it too and he became known as NightFire for a while but that was before his parent left to go fight Darkseid. Now he was just NightWing and he had swore to live up to his fathers legacy. As he flew along he dropped little notes down to every person he saw that could be apart of the league.
"Timothy you need to come back to the Bat Cave I still need to make sure everything is up to date." Damien said.
"Not happening I'm still dropping notes I'll be back when I'm done." he said turning off his comm link. He saw everything flying below him as he flew and took a deep breath. He loved the feeling of flight and when he discovered he could his mother taught him everything she could and the same when he developed Starbolts as they called them. He missed his parents so much but he had to be strong the way his father and Bruce had taught him to be.