We Are All Heroes

Chapter 6

A/N: I need some ships (and ship names)!! i will dedicate one of the next few chapters to the person who made the ship i choose!

Previously 

He took a deep breath. "My name's Tim Drake, my parents were billionaires, but they never really loved me. I was just an heir. Then one day I found out about Batman and Robin's identities, and tried to help them. Shortly after that, my parents died and I was adopted by billionaire playboy Bruce Wayne, who's actually Batman. Dick Grayson, his oldest son, is Nightwing, Jason Todd is Red Hood, and Damian Wayne, his youngest, is now Robin. And I'm Red Robin."

Red Robin. Not Red Bird. I made a mental note.

"Yesterday, we caught a very strange young man. He was extremely pale, with burn marks on his face, pale blue eyes, and he was wearing a purple shirt and a toga. He had a pilum, some torn stuffed animals, and a tattoo just like yours, Jason. Except it had a picture of a Lyre on it instead of an Eagle. Oh, and also, he said his name was The Augur."

Honestly, I wasn't really paying much attention to him, but at that last line, my head suddenly snapped up. Augur?

Jason glanced at us, his face pale. "But Octa- he-he's DEAD!"

Nico grimaced. "I can't feel his spirit in the Underworld."

"It just makes sense, I guess. I mean, so many people have come back before."

Leo raised his hand. "Plus, I think we forgot to do his final rites."

Red Ro- no- Tim. Tim waved his hand in front of our faces. "Um, can someone please tell me what's going on?"

Jason shook his head. "We'll have time for that later. First I need to call Camp and confirm the facts." Him and Nico left to IM them.

"I need to go fix Festus." Leo also ran off, leaving Tim and I alone.

Tim leaned back onto the sofa. "So," He started. "What now, Coraline?"

I smiled lightly. "Now, we wait. Rest, gather supplies, make plans, whatever. Cuz' I promisee you, the next few days of your life are going to be way crazier than you can imagine."

I started walking out the door to the ocean. Then, turning back to him, I said, "Oh yeah, by the way, the name's Cora."

Onwards...

BTW, this is like a filler chapter.

Bruce's POV

Diana betraying us was unexpected. Although I didn't show it, it'd hurt. Like hell. I was still thinking about that during the conference Lucifer Fox was hosting. Suddenly, I got an emergency call on my personal line. I politely excused myself and picked up the phone.

"Bruce!" Dick yelled from the other side. "The prisoners are gone. Along with Tim!"

"What?!"

"Father, I checked the footage." Damian's voice came. "Drake led them out. He's a traitor."

"He's not." Cassandra grumbled.

Dick huffed. "We've gone over this before, Lil' D. Who knows what they are capable of?! They must be controlling him!"

"As much as I hate to agree with you, Dickie," Jason came to the phone. "You're right. Timmy would never do this by his own will."

"I-" my voice wavered for half a microsecond. "I'm on my way. Gather all the Bats."

When Jason had died, something had broken inside me, something I thought could never be repaired. It hurt more than it did when my parents died. Because it had been my responsibility to protect him, and I'd failed. Then I'd become more violent, and had almost killed thugs and robbers.