"DAMIAN WAYNE," Batman yelled in the bat cave.
"Oh no," Jason and Dick said at the same time.
"I don't understand what I did wrong," Damian said in a quiet voice, which is rare to hear.
"What do you mean 'you don't understand what you did wrong'?" Batman raised his louder which caused Alfred and Tim to check what was going on.
"You could have killed that woman and yourself."
"But I didn't that woman went to her son safely," Damian continued to look at the ground.
"Master Wayne, I believe you should listen to Master Damian it sounds like he feels guilty," Alfred said trying to stop Bruce.
"You lost my trust, Damian."
Damian couldn't take it anymore, as soon as Gordon and his officers left the sense he was scolded, the car ride here he was scolded, and now here he was being scolded he couldn't take it anymore.
"WHAT TRUST?" The others were shocked at the sudden outburst.
"You never trusted me, ever since I got here you treated me like a child with no hope, that since I was raised by my mother, I can't be anything else but a killer."
Batman became silent.
"You are always I need to gain your trust when you never give me the chance to gain it and when I try to you get mad at me," Damian wiped his eyes.
"I get it I'm a pain in the ass but that doesn't mean I want to be anymore. You of all people should know the risk when it comes to trust," Damian started to rethink his words.
"Who am I kidding you know everything but love, I don't why I bother, and don't worry about losing your trust in me because I won't try anymore," Damian started to walk away and left the cave.
Everyone was silent, Jason and Dick looked at each other and sighed.
"We'll go talk to him," Jason and Dick stood up.
"I'll come too," Tim ran to them as they were about to leave the cave.
"No, I asked too much of him, I'll go," Batman said taking off the mask.
"Bruce, please we have been in Damian's shoes as Robin we know better," Dick said opening the door for Tim and Jason.
Damian was drawing in his room when there was a knock.
"Hey Demon Spawn," Jason plopped on the bed next to Damian.
"Hi," Tim took Damian's coloring pad to check his mood, and since Damian just let him take it, he was more upset.
"Damian you, okay?" Dick asked sitting on Damian's left, Damian shook his head and started playing with his colored pencils.
"Why doesn't he trust me?" Damian scooted to his backboard and hid under his covers.
"Could you tell us what happened?" Tim asked pulling up a chair towards the bed.
"I didn't trust Father's plan," Damian said quietly.
"Why not?" Jason asked.
"I don't know the reason, but there was something telling me to do something else."
"So, your gut was warning you?" Dick asked, Damian nodded.
"Yeah, I guess so."
"That happens to all of us, trust me there were so many times Bruce came up with a plan, but my gut was telling me otherwise," Tim said laughing.
