Mason Todd Son Of Red Hood (Old Version) Abandoned!)Read New)

Getting Answers

Mason's POV

We had left to track down Ubu using my wrist tablet to track his movements throughout the city. Going as far as to Gotham's diamond district, we followed him until he went into a high end high rise apartment building. 

"How much you want to bet this asshole lives all the way at the top "

 I said grinning looking at the high rise building that had a pent house that could be seen from the rooftop we were on. 

"There's no need to bet on such trivial matter because we both know he's at the top." Damian said taking out his binoculars and scanning the the pent house for any opposition we might face getting to Ubu. I rolled my eyes at Damian's serious reply to my obvious joke flicking Damian on the forehead.

"Ow what was that for !" Damian said punching me in the arm looking at me like a cat that had just had there tail yanked. That's for being a sourpuss  i said giving him a mischievous grin messaging my shoulder. 

"Dam for a ten year old you hit pretty hard, what did the league feed you Banes toxic Venom ?" I asked jokingly. 

Damian just looked at me with his domino masked eyes looking back at the  penthouse.

"Wait they did !" i said taking his silence as a yes.

Damian was about to speak up when a bullet knocked his binoculars out of his hand cracking them down the middle. We quickly dove for cover behind a ventilation duct that was connected to the rooftop.

"Man that was close is your hand ok Damian ? i said taking his hand and expecting it like a concerned parent for there child. I saw that he had all his fingers and then looked at him feeling his gaze peer into my skull. He had a embarrassed blushed face that had do that again and ill hit you look to it. 

"I gave a nervous chuckle before speaking 

"Sorry instincts kicked in there"

Damian gave a weary sigh. 

"Lets just focus on taking care of the sniper across the roof and getting to Ubu." He said taking out a batarang and looking for our attacker. Just like before like the binoculars the batarang was shot out of Damian's hand.

"So did you find out who our skilled sniper is"

 I said taking out my knife and twirling it around my hand curious to know who our mystery friend was. I had my suspicions on who our friend might be but you never knew who wanted you dead in Gotham.

"His skill is almost unlike anyone's iv'e ever seen but i did manage to get a look at his guns." Damian said holding up the broken batarang . 

"They were on his wrist" Damian said looking back at me with a surprised look. An not many people can surprise Damian. But i did know of only one person who could shoot from his wrist with dead accuracy.

Flashback to two years ago 

"Dad why the hell did you bring us all the way out to this out door shooting range in the middle of no were we've been out here for an hour now waiting on your so called friend". I said laying on top of dad's Lamborghini twirling my pistols that he had made me. They were the many spare pistols he had in the armory back home. 

"What's the one most important thing iv'e taught you so far when out on a mission ?" Dad said texting away on his phone while adjusting his sunglasses. 

"Yea yea vigilance is key"

 I said rolling my eyes while spinning one of my pistols in my hand.