Silence Speaks Volumes

A Young Assassin's Birthday

Damian's birthday is today. Usually, he spars with his mother, but he doesn't know if she is coming or not. Jason gives him a Red Hood doll and Dick gives him a small car. Tim gives him a book. Damian likes them, but he's not sure why he got them. He didn't have a test. He didn't think so anyway.

Damian liked the Red Hood doll best. It looked like Jason. He would take it with him wherever he went. His mother sent a test one night. Ninjas came flying into his room. Damian didn't kill all but one. The one he killed cut the Red Hood doll. He sewed it back together. He drags the corpses and loads them into body bags. Even though the others aren't dead, he figures there's no harm. He leaves them outside his room for his mother. Then he gets cleaner and gets the blood out of his carpet. After that, he takes the bloodied sheets off his bed and his clothes except his underwear off and puts them in the washer. He cleans the blood out of his doll as he waits. After he transfers the sheets and clothing to the dryer, he gets a bath and puts on new pajamas. He then went into his room and fell asleep on the sheetless bed.

Damian was awoken a few hours later by Jason. "What happened?"

Test. I passed. Damian signed. Jason sat the boy in a chair and put the clean sheets on the bed.

"You cleaned it all up?" Damian nodded. Jason saw the doll in the crook of Damian's elbow, but he didn't comment. "Good job." Damian laid down in the bed when it was done. Bruce came by.

"What's going on?"

"Demon wet the bed," Jason said seriously. He wasn't about to give Bruce more ammo with the boy. "We cleaned the sheets." Bruce nodded and left.

I wet the bed?

"It was that or you murdered 18 assassins."

I only killed one. Mother will take care of the others.

"Why'd you only kill one?"

He was disrespectful. Jason laughed.

"What's he do?" Damian showed him he sewn up Red Hood doll. Jason smiled. "Awww, Demon. You really do love me!" Damian blushed. Jason gave him hug. "Good night." He turned the light off and walked out.

...

Clark came during the weekend to give Damian a birthday present. He got the boy a Superman cape. "Hi, Alfred," Clark said as he came in.

"Mister Kent."

"Where's Damian?"

"I do believe you don't have the best experiences with him." Clark blushed.

"I have a birthday present for him."

"He's in the recreation room." Clark thanked Alfred and went into the room. He didn't see anyone. He wondered where the boy went.

"Damian," he called out. He used his super hearing, but he didn't hear a thing. He couldn't even hear a heartbeat. He looked in all the nooks and crannies, but he couldn't find Damian. Then, he used his x-ray vision. The boy still wasn't found. He was starting to get worried that the boy was kidnapped or something. "Damian, I'm just here with your birthday present." Nothing happened. Jason came in then.

"Why're you here?"

"I was bringing Damian a present for his birthday." Jason sighed, annoyed with Clark.

"Demon," Jason yelled. Damian came out a second later and raised his arms for Jason to pick him up. Jason obliged.

"How'd I not see you?" They shrugged. "I got you a birthday present," Clark said excitedly. He handed the boy a gift bag. Damian nodded a thank you and handed it to Jason. Jason opened the bag and pulled out the cape.

"He got you a cape, Demon." Damian signed something. "Demon says thank you." Clark beamed.

"Do you wanna try it on?" Damian nodded unenthusiastically. Jason sat Damian down and put the cape on. Damian seemed to like it well enough. Damian walked up to Clark and put his hand out. They shook hands and Damian left.

"He's weird that way. He said he the cape is fashionable even though it should never be worn when trying to be stealthy, which is always for him, so he'll probably just keep it on display." Clark smiled and left. Maybe the boy likes him now!