Family of Bats

A Demons heart

Tim pov

There are a lot of sounds I hate. I used to think gunshots where my least favorite, but I have a new one. The heart moniter. The sound means Damian is still alive, but close to death . When Jason came back carrying a bleeding Damian, I almost had a heart attack. He said Thalia shot him. I could see he cried, but he tried to be though. 

'Tim, you should sleep. I'll wake you when he wakes up.'

Bruce says, while laying a hand on my shoulder. I shake my head.

'I want to be here when he wakes up. I want to help him. Jason said, he was so confused.'

I bite my lip. When we got to the hospital we heard about all his injuries. A broken arm, a broken leg, whip marks, a burn mark, all his nails have been pulled out and slashes on his stomach. I really want to kill that bitch. Who could do that to their own son.

'Hey Timmy, why don't you come back to the hotel with me? You haven't had sleep for two days. Dami would want you to rest.'

'He's not our Dami anymore. You know that.'

He sighs and pulls up a  chair to sit beside me.

'I know. But he'll need us at full strenght when he wakes up. We need to be there for him.'

'Do you think we can ever get him back?'

He sighs and pulls up a chair beside me.

'I don't know Timmy.'

Jason pov

I've been hitting the wall of my hotel room for thirthy minutes straight. My hands are bleeding, but I don't care. I keep imagining Thalia and I keep getting angrier. I'll kill the bitch. I'll F****NG KILL HER.

'Jason. Jason stop!'

Dick screams while he tries to pull me away.

'No, I won't. I want her f****ng dead. He's a kid. He's...just a kid.'

I slit down the wall and Dick goes to sit beside me.

'I had a shitty childhood, we all did but this...How the hell is he going to get better after this. He was barely better from the last time. What are we supposed to do?'

Dick sighs.

'The same thing we always did. Be the best big brothers we can be and give him time.'

'You were his only good brother. Tim and him hate eachother and me... I broke his arm and gave him a concussion.'

'You've been getting better though. You took care of him when he got his apendix removed. Honestly I can see you really care for him.'

I laugh. I can barely believe it. He's right though. The annoying little demon brat crawled his way into my heart. It hurts, but it feels good to.

'He has to wake up Dick. If he doesn't wake up...'

'I know Jason. I know.'

Damiam pov

Where am I? Why is it so dark? Mother, I need mother.

NO!

She...shot me? Why did she shoot me? Jason tried to...save me? What's going?

And what is that horrible beeping sound? I want...mother? No, I don't. She hurt me. Why did she hurt me? Dick always said mothers were supposed to be nice and care. Dick. I want Dick. He would now what to do.

Dick...Jason...Tim. They take care of me. They and Father and Alfred but...they don't want me.

Nobody wants me. Maybe I shouldn't wake up at all.

Authors note.
I'm sorry I've been gone for so long. There aren't that many chapters left. Just the recovery now.