Hunted

Chapter 10

Y/N: What should I call you?

???: Hmph.

Giving no response the Masked man charges Y/N throwing multiple punches and kick. Y/N barely managing to keep up tries to think of a way out. With all the noise they made he knew it's only a matter of time before Batman shows up....and he didn't wanna be around for that.

Y/N: Think fast!

The man manages to duck under Y/N's sudden knife swipe and roll to safety.

???: Bringing a knife to a fist fight?

Y/N: You had guns! So it seems only fair.

Charging blade first he takes several swipes before having his arm caught and then flung across the room smashing into some tables.

Y/N: Okay.....that's gonna hurt tomorrow.

Leaping to his feet he manages to surprise the man and is able to land several cuts. Y/N gets up close and drives the knife into the man's arm.

Y/N: Gotcha!

Before he could move the man grabs Y/N by his shirt and reels his head back before slamming it into his face. The gunman mask seemed to be barely scratched while Y/N's split open. He stumbled back slightly and tried to regain his footing. Turning in time to dodge a clothesline Y/N flips the knife and tosses it towards the gunman. Thinking quickly he catches it and tosses it back hitting Y/N and plunging itself into his leg.

Y/N: Agh! No way!

With Y/N immobilized the gunman pulls out another pistol from his boot.

Y/N: For real?

As he cocks his gun and starts to walk towards Y/N shattered glass suddenly rains around him as Batman drops in between them.

Y/N: Uh oh.

Dragging himself towards a chair and standing himself up Y/N tries to sneak away.

*Click*

???: Don't move.

Batman: Let him go.

???: This is between me and him.

Batman: If you cross that line your no better then Joker.

???: Its too late for that....far too late.

Raising his gun he fires a quick volley of bullets at Y/N. Batman steps in front of Y/N shielding him from the gunfire.

???: *Scoffs* You can't protect him forever!

Batman: Enough Jason...please..let me help you.

Jason: ............You had your chance.

Throwing a pellet to the floor a small area around Jason is quickly shrouded in smoke. Once it cleared Jason was gone.

*Creeeek*

Batman turns and sees Y/N leaning against a door with his hand on his face.

Y/N: Let it be know I hate these doors.

Batman: Don't move—

Y/N: Yea, yea....I know the procedure.

(Later...)

Y/N sat silently in the Batmobile. Nervously wondering why Batman didn't turn him in to the GCPD. Before he could ask any questions another thought popped into his head.

Y/N: (Jason...it can't be....can it?)

Deep in thought he's suddenly snapped back as the Batmobile came to a halt.

Batman: Let's go.

Y/N: Go? Go Where? We just drove half way through Gothem and— Oh crap we drove half way through Gothem.

Standing before them was a rundown building familiar to Y/N. He quickly limps over towards Batmans side.

Y/N: Listen Batsy....I'll give you everything in my pocket if we not enter through the front door.

Batman glares at him.

(Meanwhile....)

Harley and Ivy toss a giant Ruby back and forth as they ask each other what to do with it.

Ivy: Obviously we sell it.

Harley: And we can use the cash to take a much needed vacation away from this place.

Ivy: Agreed, but how do we—

*Knock Knock*

They sit up and quickly stuff the Ruby between the cushions of the couch. Harley tip toes towards the door and grabs a bat from the closet.

Harley: Who is it!?

She snarled.

Y/N: M-Mom....it's uh me...

Swinging the door open Harley looks at Y/N puzzled.

Harley: Your suppose to asleep young man!

Batman: We need to talk.

Batman pushes Y/N inside as Harley jumps back. Ivy, bud and Lou all prepare for any attack.

Y/N: I think we all know he could take us.

Ivy: Never know. Might get lucky this time.

Harley took a second look at Y/N noticing his cuts and bruises.

Harley: What did you do with my boy?!

Y/N: Well....actually this wasn't his fault. Plus he kinda saved me, but I still up hold the fact that I had it under control.

Ivy: Saved you? From what?

Y/N: .........

Y/N makes his way over to the couch and slumps down.

Batman: I need to know what happened that night.

Y/N: I......I don't know what your talking about.

Batman: Listen—

Y/N: You know Bats it's been one helluva night. So why not call it quits and we'll pick this up some other night.

He opens a window and gesture to get out.

Y/N: Besides its a school night and—

Turning around He and the others are surprised to see Batman gone.

Y/N: Wha—when did he?

Looking out the window he notices the Batmobile was also gone.

Harley: How does he do that?

Ivy: Hang on a sec, what exactly did he save—

She turns and hears the door to Y/Ns room shut behind him.

Ivy: Oh that little...

Harley: Cool it red. Let's just go to bed for now. He'll tell us when he's ready.

Ivy: You think so?

Harley: Probably.

Y/N sat on the floor laying against his bed. He thought about the name Batman had shouted at his attacker.

Y/N: Jason.....it can't be....it wasn't my fault...it....it wasn't my fault.

He buried his head in his hands as he repeated it over and over.

Y/N: .......I'm sorry.....