The dark of night || a Batman OC fanfic

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"It's the new Robin you doofus. But he's not supposed to be here, he's supposed to be with red hood and Nightwing." I told him and tackled the little brat, taking him down. "Give me a minute as I call them." I told the team, and being himself impulse followed me, at super speed.

"Hey, what was that?!" He asked, obviously referring to me tackling my brother.

"Taking care of an adolescence." I told him.

"Let go of me Al Gul!" Damian yelled. I threw him to the ground, and stepped on his chest, and Bart ran, obviously away from me, because everyone knew of the Al Gul family, especially him probably because of him being from the future.

"Don't, call me by our last name you fool! I have tried to get away from it as much as you brother, and I have not killed someone for years, whereas you," I looked the boy up and down. "Have been killing for ages. I have pulled away form the family name as much as possible, and you, are barely our fathers son. You have never been trusted, except with mother you imbecile. Father never trusted you, I may not know him as well, but I've never, tried to kill in Gotham." I caught my breath, "And I, have not been the one being tracked by mother." I spat in his face.

I hadn't expected that he would twist my foot, and end up being on top, and that was when I realized that the team was running towards us. I pushed him up, and got enough space to fit my foot in under him, and successfully got on top. It changed like this for a while until I finally clicked something on my ear while I had the chance and started speaking to Grayson.

"Nightwing! Send the bat plane! I need it for a certain ignorance!" I yelled into the earpiece as I struggled to hold down my panting brother. I got no response from the acrobat. "Nightwing!?" I yelled, as I saw the team rush to separate us. I turned and yelled at them, making it clear they had no place in this pitiful squabble.

"Yes, uh, there's a problem, all of us are, kind of tied up, sitting on the bat cave floor and all weapons are out of reach." I shot a death glare down at my brother, as a snowflake fell slowly, landing peaceful on his forehead. He smirked and made another attempt, but we were both trained well, and both knew what to anticipate, it was a paradox.

"Well find a way out of it!" I yelled, and Damian successfully landed a kick to my ribs, obviously breaking one, and I got an unfair result.

Complications have arisen, assistance required. Sending repair cells immediately.

"No!" I yelled holding my rib cage as Damian ran past the unsuspecting team. Bart, Jaimie, and K'aldur ran up to me. They started bombarding me with auestions, ant then the scarab started to get to work.

"Darkness! What's happening!?" They all yelled as they stepped back. I rolled onto my stomach as the purple light started to come, and I could feel their eyes piercing into my back as the saw the outline of the technological attachment.

"Get him!" I yelled, and everyone nodded, and backed away, but K'aldur stayed. I continued going in, and out of consciousness and saw faint outlines of M'gann, Artemis, and a few others, and heard faint sounds of Damian yelling, and doors closing.

^---time jump, brought to you by dancing on the roof at twelve a.m.---^

I opened my eyes, glad to see light, not glad for it being blurry. I looked around, hearing the familiar beep of a heart monitor, and looked to see myself not in the room, but a more so hospital like place, but not the same scent.

My vision cleared up after a minute, and I felt around my ribs. Perfectly healed.

"Veronica! Thank Batman your alive!" Blue yelled, and I sat there in thought as I processed what he said.

"Don't use my real name, and don't bring Father into this." I said, and blue stopped walking towards me.

"Father!?" He yelled. I opened my eyes fully and resized that they knew my true identity. I ripped the needles out of my arm, jumped out of bed and rand up to blue. Finding a knock out needle, as Tim stated awhile ago, I injected him with it, I grabbed a few extra, then ran outside, grabbing my uniform. I slipped the mask on, with no time to get my suit on. I ran to where the jail cells were, and found one, where impulse was sitting.

"Dar..." He sped up to me and without hesitation I injected him with the needle.

"Damian Al Gule, you owe me." I said, as I took a key out of Bart's hand. Once I opened the door I grabbed Damian, threw him over my shoulder and started to run.

"Don't you dare call me by our last name!" He repeated something that I said earlier. I continued to run, finding an emergency exit connected to some kind of garage, and I found my bike. I shoved my suit into the side pouch, and hopped on, pulling Damian up behind me.

"Darkness! What are you doing?!" I heard K'aldur. I looked to the man I once might've said I had a crush on. I winked at him, soluted and sped out, snapping the remote in half as I left. Damian has ruined my acquaintanceship, and now, I've no one but my adopted family.