Mad World / / A Damijon Fanfic

Look Right Through Me

With all of the extra Assassins running around, Batman, Nightwing, Red Robin, Robin, Batgirl, Black Bat, and Red Hood couldn't risk going out, they didn't want the League going after innocent civilians. 

"They may go after innocents anyway, Father!" Damian shouted, his arms raising a bit. "We have to bring the fight to them. We cannot sit around and wait for something terrible to happen!" Bruce growled under his breath, slamming his fists on the bat computers keyboard. 

"Damnit, Damian! Don't you think I know that?!" He yelled, making everyone else stop in shock. Bruce then sighed, falling into his seat. "We can't, we just can't. It's too risky." 

Everyone's head bowed at that. Mainly in sadness and frustration that they couldn't do anything. That was when an explosion rang throughout the cave, it had come from the manor. The group took a quick glance at one another before running upstairs and into the house. 

Assassins. Of. Freaking. Course. Well, at least they were still in uniform. 

Damian pulled his sword out of its sheath, throwing it somewhere on the ground before he charged at the people who dare try and attack his home. 

He easily took out about three of them, the trio all falling to the ground, groaning in pain. Dick was right behind him. It was like when he was Batman, and Damian was his Robin again. The rest of the family joined them and soon, all of the assassins were lying unconscious on the ground.

"Good work, team," Bruce said, cracking his knuckles. "Make sure there is no more and-" Smoke surrounded the group, making them cough and try to clear the smoke. 

"Father!" Damian shouted as he couldn't see.  "Where is-MMF!" He tried yelling but it was all for naught. Something-someone- had put their hand over his mouth, another wrapping around one of his wrists.

Damian tried fighting back, his eyes clenching shut as he flailed his free arm around, trying to get the figure to let him go. He continued that action, hearing nothing but coughs, groans, and the wind in his ears until something pinched his skin, a pressure point, making his eyes droop and his body lose all of its energy.

He didn't feel anyone catch him.  But he knew he was being carried somewhere, but for some odd reason, he felt that he shouldn't care. Damian heard more shouts that sounded something like his name, he couldn't respond though.  He was just so tired. So, so tired.

And...

"Damian!"

Out.

(First, I want to say a few things. I am really sorry for not updating at all for like....4 months?? 5? 6? I don't know. But I'm really sorry. I've just been really busy.

 Also, yes I deleted basically all of my fics, I kept the ones that were most popular cause I felt the other ones were just boring so I unpublished them. I'll publish them when I rewrite them, bigger, better.

Also, I have an Archive Of Our Own account. My username is 13KeithXPidge13. I have a bunch of neat fics on there so if you want to check that out I'll put the link right here.

https://archiveofourown.org/users/13KeithXPidge13

Thank you for being patient. I'm very sorry again.)