Chapter Ten: The Price of a Hero

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Bruce and Barry have departed from the tower, and arrive at the manor. Barry separated from Bruce and went off to find the couples, Bruce wanted to see Alfred for reasons that he was too ashamed to reveal to Barry.

Barry finds that they were already gathered, embracing one another at the fire place. "Guys, we need to talk." Barry snatched Wally, Bart, Jaime and Dick's attention. He directed them into Bruce's office room located at the top floor of Wayne's manor.

They all were seated on a conference table awaiting for Bruce's arrival.

"So... whats going on?" Wally asked.

"Bruce will tell you when he gets here." Barry responded.

Bruce enters the room with a sorrowful, almost depressing face. Bruce was rarely ever sad, only when it had something to do with Dick or Alfred, family. Dick quickly figured that something wasn't right.

Bruce took a seat in front of all of them, Barry walked over to a seat located right beside Bruce and sat down.

"We have more information on the matter at hand." Bruce started. "Every night a dark angel, rises from the underworld or hell via a rift. This rift was created through the use of blood from three individuals. Once the dark angel is in our world, it unleashes ghouls to roam freely on earth. The angel only comes out during sun set and returns to the underworld during sunrise. It repeats this process until the rift is closed."

"How do we close the rift?" Dick questioned.

"By sacrificing the three individuals whose blood was used to open the rift." Batman answered with an sorrowful sigh.

"Who's blood was used, was it one of us?" Jaime asked anxiously.

Bruce inhaled some air before exhaling loudly. "Yes."

"What! We cannot sacrifice anyone of us!" Dick cried.

Barry interrupted. "It is the only way to stop this chaos."

"No! How could you... We are family now, how could you say that." Wally scolded.

"Wally, you don't understand. It is the only way to close the rift." Barry argued.
"Whose blood out of us was used?" Impulse

"My blood, Wally's and yours." Barry answered with shame.

Jaime and Dick were shaken more than Wally and Impulse. The couples looked at each other with deep brood.

"No, no, no. This can't... there has to be another way!" Dick growled. He clenches his fists tensing his forearms, his face began to show vexation.

"Dick, I'm sorry." Bruce tried to comfort him.

"How could you! Why would you conclude to this! Why would you tell him to die!" Dick collapsed on his knees and ankles, sniffs was all that they could hear, his eyes began to pour out tears. "I lost my family, and now I'm about to lose Wally too!" Dick howled at Bruce.

Bruce understood his pain, but this pain he was feeling, was much more darker than his first time. He lost his entire family and was unexpected, but this time he was about to lose someone that his heart was intertwined with and is to expect it soon.

"Dick, I signed up for this job. I put the safety of everyone before my own." Wally also tried to comfort him.

"You're agreeing with them!" Dick grunted. "How could you be so selfish! How about me! How do you think I would feel if I lost you!" He glared at him from below.

Dick had a point, Wally couldn't never imagine how he could live without Dick. But Wally just fell silent since Dick was right and had hurt him for saying what he had said. Dick stood up and stormed out of the room, throwing the door closed behind him resulting in a loud hard slam.

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