Help Me Todd

3. The Fight

Next Day:
It was dinner time, Talia had just arrived. Damian and Talia were taking in private.
"So have you made your mind up Damian," said Talia.
"Yes mother, I have chose to stay back as Robin, I believe I still need more training," said Damian.
"No, you will not, you are coming with me Damian," said Talia, angrily.
"I don't want to Mother, it is enjoyable staying here with father, and Pennyworth, and Grayson," replied Damian, angrily.
"Don't you wanna rule with me, you little brat," said Talia.
"I have no desire to do that anymore," replied Damian.
"You are coming with me, you were created for this!"
"No, I'm not going!"
"I should have never had you!"
"What,"
"That's right, your just a stupid little brat. I should have never had you!"
Talia grabbed his hand. Damian shoved it off.
"I hate you mother!"
"I don't even love you anymore Damian!"
Slap
Damian touched his check where Talia had slapped him. He could already feel the pain. He ran upstairs to his room. His mothers words had hurt him deeply.
He took out a bag and placed one sweatshirt, one black turtle neck shirt, and one pair of black pants. He also packed some food he had stashed in his room and some water. Bruce had also given him 200 dollars, just in case. He took that out of a box. He decided to leave a note.
Dear Father or Pennyworth, or who ever is reading this,
Don't bother looking for me, I don't wanna be found. And I was trained by assassins, so don't worry about me. It's not your fault, it's mother's. I need some time alone to clear my head. Don't worry, I'll come back. I know you'll miss me.
~Damian Wayne
With that, he jumped out his window, and passed all the security. He began to walk on the street, and realized how cold it was. He put on his sweatshirt and continued walking. He began to get tired, because the walk was 10 miles. He realized he was in the bad part of Gotham. He saw a motel that looked decent, and he placed his hand in his bag to reach for the money, but he realized there was a hole in the bag.
Damn, the money must have fell.
He retraced his steps for half a mile, but couldn't find it. He didn't wanna walk 10 miles over again.
Someone must have stole it.
He found a nice ally, as nice as allies get, and sat down. Just then, thunder and lightning came into the sky.
Damn, I have the worst luck.
He tried to fall asleep in the cold, rain.
After two hours, he finally did.

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Red hood was patrolling for the night. He saw man, probably homeless, walking up to the boy, trying to steal his bag. The boy was asleep.
Ahh, that's probably the only thing the boy has, don't you remember when you were like that Jason.
Yah, but why should I help some kid.
Because that used to be you.
Jason's good side won, he aimed a gun at the man and said, "Step away from the boy,"
"Okay, jeez man, I was just hungry," said the man, running away.
Then Jason looked at the boy, he looked familiar. He took off the boy's hood.
Holy shit, that's Damian.
He wondered what the little brat was doing here. He had obviously ran away, probably got in a fight with Bruce or something.
Leave him here Jason, he deserves it.
No, he'll probably die out here.
Jason sighed and picked Damian up, careful not to wake him. He carried Damian all the way to his safe house and set him on his bed. He then went to go sleep on the couch.