What family means

Hurt

Dick's POV
Three years later
Dick smiled as Lian opened her third present. She turned eight today, and Dick turned up to her party in the park immediately. Lian had known that he was Nightwing for two and a half years, when she had seen him pull off his mask. In the three years she had known him, the two had grown very close. It was hard to separate them when they were together. Lian squealed with excitement when she saw the bike. Dick saw Jason smirk. He loved his brother, but sometimes Jason had a bit of a snarky attitude. Even if he was doing something nice. For once. Dick was pulled out of his thoughts when there was an earshattering, Boom! Everyone turned to the explosion. Two buildings were on fire. In the middle, where a third once stood, there was a mountain of rubble. "Jason, take the others, get the fire out. I'll stay with Lian, take her to a safe place. When I can, I'll join you."Dick said. Jason nodded, then ran off with his team. Roy took one last look, then ran off. Jade walked up to him. "keep her safe. That is my only request." Jade said before running off as well. Dick picked up Lian and ran out of the park. In the opposite direction of the fire. "where are we gonna go?" Lian asked, trembling. "I'm going to take you to a safe place. It's fire proof, and it can't be found. It's a shelter. You'll be safe." "But what about you? You might get hurt." "You know I can't leave people to get hurt. That's why I want you to lock the door when I leave. Let NO ONE in, unless it's a hero or first responder. I promise I'll come back. Alright?" Lian nodded, shaking. "we're almost there. Just a little longer, pumpkin." Pumpkin. Lian's nickname. Dick loved the nickname, and had given it to Lian. Five minutes later, Dick is standing in front of the safe house. After inputting the code, he set Lian down. "I'll be back. If I'm not here first, it'll be one of my friends. Ok?" Lian nodded, then closed the door. Dick went into a secret room and changed into his Nightwing costume. He grappled to the building that were on fire, and heard fighting. As he landed on a nearby rooftop, he saw the fighting. All of the heroes were fighting men clad in black. Except Jason. He was fighting Deathstroke. Dick felt his anger grow a little. Deathstroke had constantly tormented Dick as Robin. Now he was here, on the day of his goddaughter's birthday. As he looked, he saw Deathstroke holding back. He had the gall to mess with his little brother. That was the last straw. He hurried, rolling when he hit the roof. He ran over to Jason. Jason was struggling to win, even with Deathstroke going easy on him. Dick punched Deathstroke in the face. Deathstroke staggered back, surprised by the attack. He looked up, and stood. "Nightwing. I was wondering when you would show up." Deathstroke walked calmly towards Nightwing. "This may come as a shock, but I've been waiting for you. Now!" Deathstroke yelled. Suddenly, dozens of men surrounded the rooftop. "We only want Nightwing. Take him!" Deathstroke commanded before jumping at Nightwing. Nightwing rolled back, dodging the man. The black men( blackies?) All converged on Nightwing, the others forgotten. "Nightwing!" Dick heard Jason shout. A few shots were fired, but the men kept coming. Nightwing silently cursed when they pulled out blades. Nightwing pulled out his escrima sticks, trying to defend himself. Nightwing punched, kicked, did whatever he could to keep the men away. He had made a promise to Lian, and he didn't intend to break it. Of course, that came tumbling down when one of the blackies brought down his knife.
Right into Nightwing's shoulder. Nightwing grunted, desperate to get the men off. He heard the men on the outer edges pull back, and soon the ones closer to him were pulling back as well. Soon, only a dozen men were still fighting. But with one shoulder injured, Nightwing hadn't fought as well. He was covered in cuts and scrapes. His vision was starting to blur, and he was getting dizzy. The last few men were knocked out, and the others were at his side. "Hang on, Nightwing. Just stay awake for me." Jason whispered while he pulled one of Nightwing's arms around his shoulders. "Not dying yet, Jay. By the way, what happened to Deathstroke?" Nightwing mumbled. "He ran off when we started to fight the mob." Movement caught Nightwing's eye. One of the blackies was getting something. "Jay…" Nightwing began. The blackie pulled out what looked like a gun "Jay, move!" Nightwing shoved Jason out of the way as the man pulled the trigger. Instead of a bullet, two wired attached themselves to Nightwing's chest. Pain blossemed from the wires. A Tazer. Nightwing screamed as the electricity increased. He fell on his knees, not unconscious, but in major pain. He heard the shouts, and felt someone pull off the wires, then put him on his back.
Nightwing saw a red blur hover over his head. He heard Jason's voice, but couldn't make out what he was saying. "I'm sorry , Lian." Was the last thing to run through his head before he blacked out.