Young Justice Imagines And Preferences

Helpless~Damian Wayne

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    In this imagine you are just a wealthy civilian. Also, this is Not based off of Helpless from Hamilton.
                            -KitKat

    Being the daughter of a wealthy family meant quite a bit of things to others. That I got along with other wealthy people, that I did well in school, and that I was well protected by multiple bodyguards. It was actually the complete opposite, I hated the other rich kids, they were all snobs that liked rubbing it in that they were rich. I had awful grades, I struggled in school very badly, the only reason I was still at Gotham Acadamy was because of my parents paying for me. And being well protected? I was constantly being kidnapped by villains every other day. That brings us up to where we are in my story.

    I was chained up again, in some dangerous situation for the 5th time that month. That time I had a sword to my nose, Deathstroke at the other end. The stupid pervert had a bad habit of thinking I wanted him. I didn't, not to mention he is like 40 years older than me! (to those of you that like Deathstroke, that's totally okay, I just don't like him very much)

    "I've told you a hundred times, I'm not like Tera, I don't like you!"

    "You just don't know you do, just let me convince you and you can go."

     "Can you please just let me go, I have homework to do, and you know I'm just going to get saved again."

    "Not this time darling, I've made sure to hide you away in a place no one will ever find you." He caressed my chin. I glared at him and shivered in disgust at the nickname he gave me. I looked anywhere but at him, the cave walls, the damp ground, the rusty chains around me.

    Luckily the police had given me a distress signal for this kind of situation. It was a gem on a necklace that hung down by my collar bones, all I had to do was press it with my chin. The police would then take it from there. So, I did just that, I looked down at my lap and pressed the gem/button. Someone would come for me soon, I hoped.
   
    My wish was granted when two figures dropped down from the shadows. Batman and his Robin, they were always saving me, so much that Batman would actually talk to me. Surprised? I was too.

    I considered Robin a friend, but hoped for more. He was different from the utter children I had to spend time with. Sometimes he would come by my window to make sure I hadn't been kidnapped. We would often talk for an hour or two, it would always be the highlight of my night. Anyway, back to the story.

    "Well, Slade, looks like this is goodbye."

    Slade quickly whipped around looking for them, but they were already hidden again. "Where are they? How did they find us?!"

    "How should I know, you're the one who said no one would ever find me." I stuck my tounge out and grinned.

    Slade put up a good fight against Batman, but in the end his face met the hard cave wall. I laughed at that, I really enjoyed watching them beat on Slade.

    Robin unchained me and helped me up, my knight in shiny spandex. Batman told Robin to take me home while he finished up with Deathstroke. So Robin took me home, and like always, made sure I was okay and chatted with me.

    "You have to stop getting into trouble, one day I will not be there to save you." Robin sat on the ledge of my window.

    "I know, but it's not my fault, Its not like I can just make myself not be a target anymore."