Dick - 22
Jason - 19
Damian - 13
Christine - 13
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Damian's POV
My ears were ringing and my head was pounding.
I woke up in a big white room, surrounded by doctors. "Get away from me," I growled. The doctors just nodded, walking away from me. As soon as they left, Grayson came in. "Little bird! You're ok!"
He hugged me; I tried to get away from him. "I was fine 'till you came in screaming." He let go of me, and out of the corner of my eye, I saw Todd. "Good to see you're awake, demon brat."
I rubbed the back of my head were it hurt the most. "What happened," I mumbled. "You got hit in the back of your head by debris. It hit you hard."
I shot up from my bed, remembering something. "Christine! Where is she?" Grayson pointed next to me, and I saw her bandaged up, covering her ears.
"Can y'all yell any louder? I swear to god." She looked at me, smiling. "Jason told me everything. Thanks." I nodded, falling back into my bed, dozing off.
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It's been about a month after Christine's rescue. Damian and Christine have been returned home, and are continuing their work to defeat the villians.
Joker has been reported missing; they can't find a corpse anywhere.
On happy news, Christine has been adopted into the BatFamily, and is now a younger sister to Damian.
Though they may be family, on the streets fighting crime, they will always be known as...
ROBIN AND WHITE HOOD
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How was that for an ending?
