Light Amidst the Chaos

Ch 24

Owen jumped off of the car. He landed in front of me and we started to fight. Roundhouse kicks, punches, jabs, everything in between. I was so angry, all I saw was red. I didn't give a shit if I was getting injured or not, Owen needed to die.

"Your father wanted Maverick to be spared." Owen grunted, punching me in the gut. "Levin made a separate contract with him," he kicked my legs out from under me, "and it detailed who he wanted saved." He stomped on my back. "Spoiler, it wasn't you or your mother!" He kicked my side.

"Get away from her!" I heard Rachel yell.

I coughed up some blood and got to my knees. I looked over at Rachel and saw her eyes were red. She had Owen in a dark purple, almost black looking cloud of smoke. I slowly rose to my feet, holding my side. I was out of breath but I had to keep fighting.

I watched as Owen's eyes turned into a gold color and electricity start to form in his hands. I looked at Rachel, she was struggling to hold him. I lifted my hands and started to shoot ice at him. He needed to pay for what he did to my family. He played a part in destroying my life, he needed to pay.

Owen started screaming, the cloud around him turned from purple, to blue, and now it was gold. There was a bright light and all of a sudden, Rachel and I were thrown across the ground. I heard a roar of pain.

I groaned and sat up. I looked across the yard and saw Gar laying there, he wasn't moving. I scrambled to my feet as best as I could and made my way over to him. He had a burn mark on his chest.

"Garfield! Gar wake up!" I yelled, shaking him. "Dammit get up!" I felt for a pulse. I found one and it was faint. Owen must have electrocuted him.

"What happened?" I heard Conner's voice.

I looked up, tears in my eyes. "I-I don't know!"

"Shit, Gar!" I heard Rachel's voice. She kneeled at his other side. "He jumped in front of me!"

I heard a laugh and looked over. Dick and Kory were on the ground, they looked like they had been knocked out. Jason was being held up in the air by Charlotte, and Owen was making his way towards us.

Out of nowhere, Bruce and Clark came flying down. Bruce took down Charlotte, who dropped Jason. I could've swore I heard a crack. Clark had lifted Owen up and punched him square in the jaw, sending him flying. I turned my attention back to Gar.

His heartbeat was slowly coming back but he looked horrible. This burn was going to leave a nasty scar. Garfield was a little brother to me and because of me, because of this whole mess, he's hurt. He could've died and it would be blood on my hands.

"Where's Damian?" Conner asked, kneeling next to Rachel.

"I don't-"

"-Take that assholes!"

I looked over and saw Damian literally kicking the shit out of a few henchmen. For being small and only 13, the kid was strong, very strong. His form was sharp, his moves were precise, and he was flexible. He reminded me of Dick, only angrier. This kid wasn't hitting to protect, he was hitting to kill.

Conner picked Gar up and ran off to the van. We had to get him back to the batcave, he needed medical attention. Rachel and I stood up. Clark had by now knocked Owen out and Bruce was close to taking out Charlotte. This was all just a huge mess.

"Duck!" I called to Bruce and shot ice and Charlotte's face.

Charlotte fell to the ground, unconscious. Everything came to a stand still, that eerie quietness returned. I fell to my knees and put a hand on my stomach. I was in pain, emotionally and physically.