Dakota Wayne

Yet Another Death in the Family

In the last two years I had become Merlin and Talia came back to life along with so much other shit. But right now we're focused on Talia. Through out these two years we've had many encounters with her. And during every one she'd always tell me that I was a failure. And every time we'd be at each other's throats. But, our last encounter was different. I had apparently become valuable. Why? I don't know, maybe because I knew the Batfamily's secrets, I had become even more deadly or both. She had wanted me to join the League of Assassins again. After that, we didn't see her for a week.

Of course we were shook. Bruce, Dick, Canace, Renée, and Damian were watching me like hawks. They all thought Talia would kidnap me or something. And when Talia contacted us via the Batcomputer.....well, this is how it went down.
It was before we went out on patrol, I didn't even have my suit on when Talia had sent us a message saying that if Bruce didn't hand me over to her at some run down theater she'd wreak havoc upon the city of Gotham. Knowing Talia,she'd probably kill me if I didn't join. And we all knew this. While I was putting on my suit they had all decided that I wasn't going and I was to be Oracle for the night.

I walked into the room all suited up and looked at them all. "You guys ready?"
Dick walked up to me and put his hand on my left arm. "Kota, listen. We all decided that you should stay here, fill in as Oracle." He tried to smile, but he knew where this was going.

"WHAT?!" I pulled my arm out of his grip. "I'm going and there's nothing you guys could do about it!"

"Dakota, you're staying here. You could die." Bruce said.

"So what if-" I tried to say but Canace cut me off.

"Don't you dare finish that sentence! You're staying! I'm not losing you!" She shouted.

"I'm not going to die! I'm stronger than that!" I said

"But Talia is stronger than you, and could easily over power you." Damian said, while sharpening his sword.

"Doesn't ma-you know what, fine! I'll stay." I crossed my arms.

"That's my girl!" Dick said, putting his hand on my shoulder.

I glanced back at him. "Don't think you could stop me next time though. I'll have her head sooner or later." I said.

They all went to the theater while I sat at the Batcomputer, bored as hell. Then I suddenly had an idea. I got on my motorcycle and I sped off to the theater.

When she said theater I was thinking about, ya know, one with a screen. This one had a stage. And there,cat the head of it all, my mother. She was watching Batman and the lot of them fight off her assassins, all while grinning. As much as I hate to admit this, my mother knows me too well. She probably expected me to show up. And now that I think about it, I probably shouldn't have.

The action was in the middle of the theater so it was easy for me to get to Talia. I stood at the bottom of the stairs, making sure I was ready and checking if I was still sane. I wasn't. I got out my sword and looked over it, remembering most of the people I had killed with it. And now her blood would be on it too. The thought of that had my adrenaline pumping and actually brought a smile to my face. At that moment, I didn't give a damn about Bruce's rules. I wanted her dead.
Man, if only I knew.

The funny thing is, the actual fight is a blur to me. All I remember was the conversation. But, the others had said that I was ruthless and gave no mercy and Talia was covered in blood. I could've killed her, Bruce told me. I could have.

I walked onto the stage, and from there it's a just a blur. I told her about what she had done to me all those years ago. The pain she'd cause me, the suicidal thoughts, trying to please her, everything. And all she could do is say that all that makes me who I am. I guess it does, but it still hurts. Yes, my past still haunts me.

The fight had gone on for 20 minutes,the others weren't able to help because,they were over run with assassins.

At the last couple of minutes, I held her by the neck, her weak state made me happy. Her hands were clawing into mine, I raised my sword to her neck.

"Last words, Talia?" I said her name like it was poisonous on my tongue.

"I'm supposed to be asking you that question." She said then lifted her legs up to her chest and kicked me away from her, causing me to fall to the ground. In the next second, she had me pinned, holding a emerald green dagger over my chest. My eyes widened. That blade had been submerged in a fast acting poison. It was my blade. I thought I lost it.

"So, last words, Dakota?" She smiled.

"See you in hell," I glared.

"I'll look forward to our reunion." She then stabbed the dagger right into my chest. I yelled in pain, suddenly not able to move.

I watched as Talia stood up. How could I let this happen?!?! I had her!!! She and her assassins made their escape and the others rushed to my side, Renée working on my wound.

I coughed up blood,"Its no use, Renée. I'm done for."
"No, you're not!" Dick held my hand. I think that killed me more than the dagger. I couldn't feel his touch. Tears started streaming down our faces.

"Dick...I'm as good as dead."

"Don't say that!" Renée said.

"It's true. The dagger was poisoned. I got at least three minutes," I smiled weakly. They stared at me. Canace was just watching,!a look of horror on her face. My head was in Bruce's lap. He took off his cowl and looked at me as if he was just now seeing me for the first time. As if the more he looked at me, he'd find more parts of me he wouldn't want to lose. He looked at me like I was his daughter, a look I wasn't used to.
"Dad, if I don't come back anytime soon, tell Jason I want Talia dead." He nodded as tears fell down his face. That was the first time I had ever called him 'Dad'.

I looked at them all, my heart shattering. "I love you all. Please don't see my death as a failure. This is all on me. Don't let my death weaken you. Let it strengthen you. See it as an example of what not to do," I chuckled. "You've all been nothing but good to me and I wouldn't ask to be anywhere else right now."

"Dakota..." Damian had thrown himself on to me. I couldn't feel my body at all.

"Damian, I love you so much." We both sobbed.

We all just stood there and cried until I was gone.

And no, that's not my fucking ending