LUCID

Gotham

Moments before Veronica entered the train, she was cough by Grayson, both arms folded in front of his chest, but his face was only full with concern and curiosity. "Going to see Jason?" Grayson spoke as Veronica rolled her eyes and walked towards him.

"Yes and you're not going to stop me." She replied coldly as she turned her head to look the other way. Grayson let out a sigh and placed both hands on her shoulders , making her face him. She softened a bit after seeing he wasn't there to stop her, but only encourage her and warn her about the things she might see.

He cared for her like he cared for Rachel and he knew that even though he wanted her to stay away from any danger in Gotham, he knew very well she would go either way. "I'm not going to stop you, but warn you, if you see Jason, just be careful." He responded with a weak smile and handed her some keys before turning away to leave.

"Are these the keys to your apartment?" Veronica shouted and Grayson nodded as he walked away, shouting to her "you'll need a place to stay!." before finally getting in his car, leaving Veronica with a face full of confusion. Even though their conversation was short, she could at least go to Gotham without feeling guilt over leaving the Titans behind. Veronica needed closure, she wanted to see if her Jason was still there and if he wasn't, she would have to give up and go back.

Veronica's POV.

After my conversation with Grayson, I felt less guilt of leaving behind the team, Grayson would say i'm on a secret mission and everyone will ask less about where I am or maybe he'd tell them the truth, either way, that was not my problem nor my priority right now.

I boarded the train and I remembered I threw my phone in the trash. "Great!." I sarcastically thought to myself and sat on the nearest seat I could find besides the window. A few hours passed and I could see the change of scenery, Gotham was a very dark place and you could feel all the corruption and crime in the air. But I've been here before and I believe I can handle myself pretty well.

I arrived at Gotham and got off the train, it was already getting dark and all the money I had left were spent on the train ticket. I had no choice but to walk, lucky Grayson's apartment was only a few blocks away from where I was. "I hate Gotham.." I whispered to myself as I walked placing both hands in my pockets and watching my surroundings.

All I could hear were sirens and drunk men walking by, who's eyes were right on me, like I was a pray, I looked straight in their  eyes and fastened my pace, but that only made them follow me.

"Great.."I said in frustration as I clenched my fist and prepared myself for the worst. It was four against a girl who only had three years of training in combat. My highest record is two against one and I was feeling too nervous about it. "Hey..come party with us babe." One of the men said as he saw me turning to the nearest alley.

I could barely see in the alley I went, but lucky I found a metal tube near a trash can, so I grabbed it and waited for the men to enter the dark alley, I already knew they were not coming with good intentions, because I could sense those sort of things too, anyone could.

"We just wanna talk bab-" Before the man could finish, I hit his face with the metal tube making the other men run towards me, I clenched my fist and went straight to the second guy's face, I went for the third guy but was stopped by the last guy who witnessed what just happened and got out a knife.

"You fucking bitch!" The first guy I knocked down got up with a hand on his face trying to stop the blood from coming out of his nose. "FUCK YOU!" I shouted, this guys were pissing me off and too much to handle, but I was not giving up without a fight, the guy that grabbed me got too close for me to slam the back of my head towards his nose as hard as I could forcing him to release me, just as I was getting warmed up, the guys stood in fear getting far away from me.

"Yeah, I thought so.." I let out a cocky smile  while fixing myself up and turned around just to find Red Hood standing behind me. I felt intimidated and frozen, thinking that the man behind that mask was Jason. "J-Jason.." I could barely make my words out, after thinking for two years he was dead, to now having him in front of me with that mask hiding his face. My knees felt weak, here I thought I would manage an encounter like this, but all in the same night, now that was too much for me to handle.

"Leave Gotham, Now!" His voice startled me, it sounded like him, but it didn't at the same time. I was trying to wrap my thoughts around his hostile behavior, but Grayson did warn me. I took a deep breath and  took control of my thoughts to speak. "I just got here? And who the fuck do you think you are?" I responded back with hostility, I couldn't read any of his expressions, but his body showed frustration as he walked closer to take his helmet off.

Revealing his , I never realized what Grayson said until now, he made me feel intimidated, Jason was intimidating before, but he had issues like everyone else and we were there to help him on most of them. "You get the hell out of here, now!" Jason got closer, eyes filled with anger and that angered me even more.

"Fuck off Jason!" I was feeling frustrated and this Jason was getting on my nerves. Jason ran a hand through his hair in frustration as he walked back and forth trying to contain his anger. I could see a little of the old Jason in there, so I kept on getting on his nerves to see how far he would go.

"Go the fuck home Veronica, dammit!" He snapped looking straight into my eyes, I was shocked and confused by his attitude, in the past he got angry, but it would be over stupid things and we would talk it out, but I was feeling uneasy round him and his anger. " What the hell Jason?" I couldn't make sense of his attitude, I had no idea if he was threatening me or just wanted me to get the hell out of here, either way I wasn't planning on leaving.

"I don't care what you do, just know I warned you.." He looked at me coldly and proceeded to put on his helmet as he walked passed me like I was nothing. It broke me to see him like this, something inside of me was telling me to go back, to leave and let it be, just like it is. But after my encounter with Jason, I had this feeling of finding out more, I needed to head back to Grayson's apartment and see Jason's secret files. I never dared to look at them after his death, I just didn't want to remember him that way.

To be continued..

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