Chapter 37: Court of Immortals

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Steam filled my brother's bathroom as I turned on the shower to full blast. Connor was nice enough to drop me off home after I provided the map to my Island to the League. Hippolyta and the Amazons should be arriving there now. Superman and Wonder Woman gathered a team to try and take Paradise Island back. Batman and his pupils along with Dani stayed behind to try and figure out what made Hellhound go berserk since then I haven't heard from Dick since the incident. Why? I asked myself as I stared down at the drench bandages; I remember the look Dick gave me.

"Why the hell did you stay!" I screamed slamming my fist against the bathroom wall.

I hated feeling so weak! I never felt so helpless until Hellhound did what she did. I cried ripping away the bandages and scrubbed my face hard until I had no more tears. The water ran cold after awhile, I finally stepped out and changed into comfortable clothes. Surprisingly with the amount of alcohol, I consumed last night; I didn't have a hangover just an empty stomach. As I entered the kitchen, the window suddenly opened; I gasped and fell on my ass as Dick came in his Nightwing suit.

"You're home!" Dick sighed with relief as he marched toward me.

I looked up to see his eyes bloodshot and dark circles shagging his eyelids. Dick removed his mask and knelt down staring at my pink flesh that crusted over in blood. He frowned at the sight and opened the cabin door beneath the sink then pulled out a first-aid. Dick didn't say another word as he disinfected the wound and dressed my arm in fresh bandages.  

"Dick . . ." I spoke first as he finished wrapping me up.

"I want you to take a couple of days off," Dick interjected holding onto my hands. "No one will blame you."

"That's all you have to say to me? A couple of days off?'" I snapped rising to feet.

"It's for the best now, Blue. Hellhound is unstable__"

"I don't fucking care!"  leaving the apartment in a rage.

Dick wasn't even planning to stay and care for me; I knew I was no longer a kid but hell, he could've at least ask me if I were ok. I took his car to drive at Wayne Enterprises. I didn't know why I was going, but it seemed like a good idea. I asked Wayne's assistant if I can see Bruce and ask if the Amazons made it alright.

"Oh! Miss Grayson, Mr. Wayne isn't in today." The secretary informed me.

"Never is," I muttered but keeping up appearances is a must. "Well, thank you." I thanked and headed out to the Lucian Fox's office. We met a couple of times when Bruce showed me around the company; Fox knows about my story which makes it easier to talk to him.

"Excuse me, Mr. Fox?" I announced knocking on his door and allowed myself inside his office. Mr. Fox sat at his workstation with a screwdriver in hand.

"Yes, come on in your brother called." He informed me, "Hmph, didn't think Dick had you on speed dial."I commented taking a seat across from him.

"Richard didn't; he's at the cave. Your younger brother, Tim called."

"Tim, well I don't give him much credit for his observation skills," I muttered grimly. 

"Well, how can I help you today?" Fox questioned setting his tool aside to stare at me. I made a face how was I to explain what happened to bring my ruined costume.

"I need some new adjustments," I mentioned handing him my torn suit. Fox examines the damage and looks at me then glances at the bandages over my arm.

"I guess this is from the incident yesterday?" He questioned out in the open. My shocked expression told me he even knew about what goes on beyond this company.

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