Chapter 3

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This is in Damian's POV because of reasons....

My vision was blurry and my head was fuzzy. I slowly opened my eyes. What happened again?
I saw Todd rubbing two sticks together, then he noticed me.

"Hey Damian!" he said gently. Gently.... Todd is not gentle!

"What happ-" I was cut off by my head burning. ">Tt<"

"Oh yah. You kinda bumped your head when the plane crashed. I had to carry you. The others are trying to find food. Their powers don't work. We couldn't get a hold of Bruce or anyone. Sooo.... Yah..." he got back to smacking the sticks.

I carefully got up and sat next to Todd. "Todd?" I asked.

"Wayne?" he joked.

Oh my God. I can't believe it. I leaned on his shoulder in the most awkward way possible. "Um... Thanks..... For.... Ya know... Saving me."

I saw a smile on his face which I wanted to smack off. "Your welcome, Demon Spawn."

This is probably a side-affect of bumping my head. But I was happy Jason Peter Todd saved my life.

"You know, if you are trying to make a fire, you are doing it wrong" I crossed my arms.

"Okay Baby Bird. You try!" he pushed me to  the two sticks.

I rolled my eyes, grabbed the sticks, and started to make fire. First, I put one stick in the damp sand. Then I started to spin it as fast and hard as I could. Soon you could see sparks.

Todd clapped. "Good job!"

I shook my head.He can't even start a fire right. I did the same thing with the other and a fire started.

Todd got up and did a stupid little dance. "🎤We did it! We are not gonna die! We did it!🎤"

I smirked a little. "Yes we did Todd. Yes we did."

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