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In a world where nuclear bombs and aliens share the skies, there are all sorts of magical systems.
In Jason's family, every child with magical talent can receive a fairy godmother of their own.
Unfortunately, as the bloodline grew diluted, this unique gift gradually fell dormant.
Cecilia never thought she would be summoned again.
After arriving in another world, Cecilia looked at the fierce, wolf-cub-like child before her and took just one second to convince herself.
Oh! Look at this poor, strong child. He needs a fairy godmother!
Jason's perspective:
As a kid from Crime Alley, he never imagined that the fairy tales Catherine told to cheer him up were real.
But that woman, Cecilia, could use magic to conjure bread, turn scrap paper into books, and even bring the dead back to life?
Fine, fine. I admit having a fairy godmother is pretty great.
If only she didn't keep trying to pick fights with the Bat.
Hey, Bat! Let go of my godmother!
Jason will have a family that always supports him!
I'm not great at writing blurbs, but I hope you'll give it a try!
Check out my upcoming story: Can a Crime Alley Bighorn Become Gotham's Godfather?
I'm Riley Vito. Back then, I was an orphan hiding in Crime Alley, barely surviving on help from my kind neighbor, Mrs. Walker, and whatever scraps I could scavenge. One day, Mrs. Walker was killed by a strong-armed thug.
To avenge her, I planned to use the Bat to kill the thug.
Gotham's nights are crawling with criminals, and the Bat doesn't have time to haul every last one of them to the police station. A lowlife who tries and fails to rob someone usually just gets a beating.
That gave me the perfect opportunity.
Everything was going according to plan. I pretended to get robbed, the Bat swooped down from the sky, and the thug was beaten black and blue, unable to get back up for a long time.
I'd prepared well. There were no cameras or streetlights, just me, an innocent little girl who'd almost been robbed, and a drunken thug. No one would accuse me.
Staring at his flushed, pockmarked face as he begged in pain, I raised my shaking knife and aimed for his throat.
Just then, Red Hood turned into the alley. He was retracing his memories of his old home and stopping by to see Mrs. Walker.
Suddenly, an engine roared so loudly it nearly burst my eardrums. The motorcycle's blinding headlight made it impossible to see. A tall man in a red helmet stopped in front of me and shouted,
"Stop!"
My frenzied hatred wouldn't let me hear a word. I kept moving and drove the knife down.
"Bang!"
The knife struck the hard concrete. Warm, filthy blood splashed across my face. The next second, I was lifted off my feet and bundled into a huge, warm leather jacket that wrapped around my frozen body.
The terrified thug scrambled away. Red Hood crouched in front of me. After what seemed like a long struggle, he finally asked,
"Are you hungry, kid?"
That night, I ate my first hot burger since Mrs. Walker died.
The next day, a man who called himself Mr. Todd knocked on my door.
"Excuse me, are you the child Mrs. Walker left behind? I was a friend of hers."
"I'm sorry. I only heard about Mrs. Walker yesterday."
"I thought you might need some help."
That's how I met Jason.
The day I got a new life.
Only later did I learn that my godfather's favorite pastime was picking fights with the Bat, and I was caught in the middle.
A heartwarming story of a father-daughter bond and healing. They are not related by blood, only by love. Inspired by Mrs. Walker, the neighbor who kept Todd's belongings safe in A Death in the Family, and the storyline in Lost Days where Jason's mentor is killed by a kidnapped child. The story takes place just after Jason returns to Gotham. He's obsessive and bitter, but never loses his kindness.
The heroine is ten at the beginning. Neither of them is mature.
Written in third person.
Also known as My Godfather in the Red Hood
Hope you'll give it a try!
Completed: If You're a Ninja, Can't You Go Easy on Me?
Theme: Nurture a child's healthy heart with family love
In troubled times, it is necessary to use heavy scriptures, bat, it can't be done without killing it, it really is. I have not read the original work, and all my knowledge of Batman and the Bat family basically comes from fan fiction. I respect Batman for his compliance with the law. Many fan fiction also states that the no-kill principle is the bottom line that Batman has set for himself, the bottom line for not slipping into the abyss. However, given our country's national conditions, fighting crime only at night is like pouring water on the fire of a natural gas mine. If it is extinguished on the surface, it will rekindle sooner or later. Not even the next day, all the ones I watched. None of the set novels mentioned that Batman uses his status as the richest man to promote legal reform. There is a part that mentions the state where Gotham is located, and the death penalty does not exist under state law. In this beautiful country, if you have money and capital, you can do a lot of things. Even if you are too busy to run for mayor or president, you can still choose to promote legal reform and promote law enforcement. It's really strange, I've seen a lot of novels with related settings. The image of Wayne, the richest man in Gotham, is basically used only for the victims of the fight, for Gotham City that was devastated by the Joker, and for the rest of the Justice League as war damage after-sales service
Jaybird's breasts are so big that they even squeeze the bat's head 🐶
When the world's best detective can't recognize his son (although there is also a reason for the barrel cover-up), it's up to the world's second detective to save him 🐶🌹
Then when they met, the old bat man was knocked down by the little bird one or three that came over.
The situation in Gotham is quite suitable for the phrase "Chongdian" in troubled times. If you don't destroy it, you won't build it. Simply locking it up is useless in the capitalist world.
First of all, the clown is dead, but I feel that the description of the clown is a bit OOC. The clown probably does not have the fear of death like ordinary people? It should be a little crazier. But it doesn't matter, I don't care about him very much, it's nice to die neatly.
Cecilia is an elf born in the sun, and Jason is used to the gloomy Gotham, but as a mother, Cecilia has been trying to accommodate her... Mothers will always give in for their children, alas, mother
When I saw Zuo Hui, I was still wondering about the duck wings. Is the duck wings delicious? 😂 Later I realized that he is the younger brother, it should be very spicy.
Rice, just tell me whether you want to hug him or not...
Will we see Fairy Godmother beating Arashi Batki soon? [Glasses]