Morning After

51 4 0
                                    

After getting a few hours of sleep, Damian went to the Batcave to begin his daily training. The first thing he noticed on his way down was that the entrance to the cave was open. The grandfather clock was left slightly ajar. Everyone else would still be asleep at this time. Tim had decided to actually sleep last night and Jason would still be out cold, until ten. Cassandra wouldn't be up till eight, and it's only six in the morning. Damian didn't think it would be the Kents since both their doors were closed, and he didn't believe they would have the ability to wake up this early.

Quietly the ex-assassin made his way down the stone steps. He noticed a part of the cave darken, meaning someone was there. He heard whispers, clearly more than one person. Hiding in the shadows, he realized that this is where he kept his pets. He cared about his pets more than anything, and he's not willing to let a few intruders harm them.

As his eyes adjusted to the darkness, he noticed a dark figure a few feet to his right. The figure turned, giving him a good view of their glowing white eyes. Without warning, he ran and tackled them to the ground. Using his knees, he kept them pinned to the ground and had the unknown intruder by the neck. Two hands clawed at his, trying to make him loosen his grip. Then they stopped. Damian's legs hit the stone ground, and his hands held onto air. He quickly stood up and scanned his surroundings. He turned in a full circle, there were no more eyes, just complete darkness. Then he felt it, something had hit him square in the jaw. Unfortunately for him, he didn't have enough time to recover for the second blow. Something hit him again, this time behind his legs, knocked him off balance. A boot pushed down at his neck, keeping him from rising.

"Get the lights!" the intruder ordered. He could tell their voice is female.

A few bangs were heard as the second intruder went to the light switch. A loud thud followed by a crash, and an exclamation in pain suggested that the other would not be able to turn on the lights.

Without warning she released him and disappeared, as if turning into air. The lights went on a few seconds after he regained his posture. Damian realized that there were no threats in the cave. The 'intruders' were the Kents. Raven stood next to the light switch, while Jon was rubbing his forehead. In front of him was a large glass case that Damian kept his snake. A trail of food, cans, and tools lay on the ground.

Raven glared at him, her irises were red. They immediately softened and returned to their usual shade of purple when she saw his face. She no longer looked angry, but more worried. "I'm so sorry," apologized the young mage.
Since she had her hood up, Damian couldn't see the damage done to her neck, but her voice was a bit hoarse. She closed her eyes before a purple aura started to glow around her.

"Let me heal you," she said, her voice clearer than before.

"No," replied Damian. "I don't need healing."

"But you neck-"

"I said, I don't need to be healed, therefore don't even try to help me." He turned and stormed out of the cave. The Boy Wonder had one location set in mind and that was his room.

He went into his bathroom and looked into the mirror. His neck was bruised purple and red where her boot had kept him pinned to the ground. A bruise had formed on his jawline where she had punched him. He let out an annoyed sigh. Angry at himself for not assessing the situation enough before jumping to conclusions. He returned to his room and pulled a black turtleneck from his dresser. He went to check his reflection in the mirror, making sure the bruises on his neck didn't show, or Tim would be interrogating him on what had happened and Jason would die from laughter. He shrugged off the one on his jawline.

A knock on the door shook him out of his thoughts. He opened the door, surprised to see Jon on the other side, holding a cup of tea.
"Um, hi. Sorry about earlier. Rachel figured you wouldn't want to see her, so she asked me to bring you this tea," he said, holding out the warm beverage.

Flashpoint Rebirth: Bats and Supers Where stories live. Discover now