We're All We Have Left

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It had been a little over a week since the duo had told Batman that they had secretly been helping the team for years. Ever since then Batman had been looking for any and every instance where something unexplained had allowed them to succeed. So far he had found almost a hundred instances where this had happened and the duo had done it ever single time.

He kept track of all of them and he was still finding more, the sheer number of times they had helped was surprising. He used the date of when the two suddenly started working as informants as a reference to see how many times they had helped before they escaped. So far there were twenty or thirty but he was still looking so he was sure there were more.

He tried simply asking them but they wouldn't say a word so he kept looking and he actually felt proud for some reason. The team was still trying to figure out how to talk to Omen and Hollow but they were talking to the duo now. The two stuck closer to the other then before, especially when Black Canary was there, but they acted normal.

On this particular day Black Canary was training them before Batman came to the mountain. Hollow was currently fighting Aqualad and the cloaked teen could tell that Aqualad had gotten stronger. Omen had already fought Kid Flash, Artemis, and Superboy while Hollow had fought Red Arrow and Megan.

Despite being asked several times Omen refused to use his powers, he wouldn't hear any arguments against his decision and Hollow backed him up. Hollow swiped Aqualad's legs out from under him and the fight ended with Hollow being the winner, again. Once the fight was done Hollow walked to Omen's side and about twenty seconds later Batman walked into the mountain.

Batman looked straight at Omen and Hollow, "We've got a problem."

Omen raised an eyebrow, "If your this serious it must be bad, what is it?" Batman gave him a paper that was folded in half and Omen unfolded it before he read it, Hollow read over his shoulder.

Batman spoke, "That note was addressed to the two of you specifically but I don't know who wrote it."

Omen growled and everyone but Hollow and Batman were surprised, "There's only one person that has this handwriting and talks like that."

Hollow sounded angry as he spoke, "Now I'm pissed."

Batman raised an eyebrow, "Who wrote it?"

Omen crumpled the paper into a ball and threw it into the air before he shot it with an ecto-blast. He looked at Batman, "We need to talk."

Omen, Hollow, and Batman left using the zeta tubes and Omen was way angrier then Hollow, it didn't take a genius to figure it out. When they were all in the batcave they went to stand near the batcomputer and Omen was livid. Alfred had been cleaning at the time and he went to see what was going on, he actually liked the duo.

Hollow grabbed Omen's hand, he couldn't care less about what Batman and Alfred thought because Omen wasn't doing well. "Estas bone Omen, ĉio estos bone, do bonvolu trankviliĝi." (It's okay Omen, everything will be fine so please calm down.)

Omen sighed before he nodded, "Bedaŭrinde, mi vere malamas pri tiu bastardo kaj li vere pardonas min." (Sorry, I just really hate dealing with that bastard and he's really pissing me off.)

Hollow smiled and Omen smiled back but neither of them felt like letting go of the others hand. Batman waited for a few seconds before he spoke, "So who wrote the note?"

Omen mentally sighed, "A mercenary you might know, goes by Deathstroke."

Batman eyes widened, "You know him?"

Hollow laughed coldly, "He's had it out for us for a while, he hates us both and apparently he was one of the people that was hired to find us."

Alfred raised an eyebrow, "Why does he hate you both so much?"