The Circle (Damian Wayne x reader )

Chapter 19

Damian's pov

I stood up quickly and snatch the box from my father hands.

'' What is it ? '' I asked

'' A recording and a riddle '' he explained.

We played the recording. It was just an audio recording. At the beginning we just heard the sound of someone breathing. Then the breathing became heavier and quicker,then someone screamed.

'' ... No .... please ....stop '' The audio recording hadn't a good quality. We could only heard some words of what the voice was saying. But I could recognize it. It was Y/N. It was Y/N who was screaming.

Suddenly evertything became silent. We heard steps echoed. Y/N whinned.

'' Well, well, well '' a voice said. We could heard it really clearly, like if the mircrophone was closer from Y/N.

''Welcome to the Circle,Miss L/N '' another voice said

''Where is my son ? '' she asked. Her voice was hoarse.

''It's not the good time to talk about him '' someone else responded.

'' What did you do to me ? What did you inject in my body ? '' Her voice shaked at the end. What did they do to her, these bastards ?

'' That's a good question! '' another said.

Then we heard steps coming closer. I heard Y/N trying to stop herself from screaming.

'' Hello, dear '' a voice said. ''I'm the Scarecrow ''

I knew him. He escaped from Arkham Asylum few months ago.

''And this is bottling fear ''

Y/N cried of pain.

The rest of the audio recording was full of Y/N screaming and crying.

'' NO! ... please ... stop it ... I can't ... ''

She was suffering and I couldn't do nothing.

'' Please ... not now ....please ...... help ! ''

She was fighting against awfu nightmares. I knew that. I knew what the Scarecrow had invented.

'' Don't ... please ....Julian .... ''

I came back to reality when I heard his name. She was still thinking about him.

'' Stop ... Julian, don't .... help ... can't .... ''

He was into her nightmares. Did she think it was still my fault ? I knew she couldn't forget him like nothing happened but I hopped she was over it . I was wrong. She wasn't .

Then she cried of pain. I couldn't take it anymore. I smashed the recording on the wall and looked at the broken thing with dull eyes.

Alfred and my father stayed silent. I could only heard my own brearth.

'' Wh-what is the riddle ?'' I asked finaly, trying to compose myself.

  '' Meet us where her nightmares begin '' my father answered.  

To be continued ...

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Hi everyone 

I know it'd not a really good chapter. I'm sorry about that. But I have a lot of things to think about at the moment and I'm stressing a lot so please understand. I hope I'll write better chapters next time. 

Please don't let this book down. 

Have a nice day :)