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My name is Richard Grayson, though most people call me Dick. I grew up with the name and it stuck before I learned about it's other, not so great meaning. It's like a tag though, and if you ask some of my friends its perfect.
Anyways, I grew up in a circus. I guess I have some Romani in me, my mother was pretty proud of it though to be honest I do not remember a lot of what she tried to teach me. Guess I was has much as a child as my father says. My parents and I were a team in the circus, The Amazing Flying Graysons. That was until they died, well they were murdered by a thug that wanted to scare Mr. Haly for money. After that I was taken in by a man named Bruce Wayne.
Bruce is a great man with a dark past. After seeing his parents gunned down as a child, he became like a dark guardian angel for his city, Gotham. As Batman, he took down criminals big and small to save his city. The heir to the Wayne fortune and his family company, he also worked to build his city up from the hole it had sunk into.
This is where I come in. After the death of my parents Bruce took me in and trained me, mostly to keep me off the streets in my own twisted sense of vengeance for my parents. He was reluctant to let me go out with him at first, but after awhile we became a team. Though it never sat well with him, and it finally came to the point where I left to try my hand at college. This did not last and I went to Bludhaven, a city with almost as many problems as Gotham and on the other side of the country, to try my hand at being my own hero.