Bloody Brothers

◇□ Chapter Two □◇

"Dick! Knees bent!" Bruce yelled from the sidelines. Dick jumped in the air as Jason sweeped at his feet. They both had been at it for hours, they were drenched in sweat, their hair sticking to their foreheads the tips poking them in the eyes. They both regained a fighting stance, breathing heavily as they circled each other. Bruce studied them both, he had also been there for hours, yelling out orders and verbal abuse as he criticized their skills. Dick launched forward, "Jason watch right!" Jason ignored him and covered left, earning himself a swift kick to his ribs. He grunted in pain and annoyance, Dick took a step back gaining some ground. Jason was getting angry, Dick could tell. He hated fighting Jason when he was angry, he would lose all control, forget all of his years of training and go ballistic, like a wild animal. He was harder to fight when he was like that, usually Dick could read his attack through his eyes, but you can't get inside the head of a mindless beast.

Jason quickly threw many fast jabs and punches, Dick dodging and blocking each one, he kneed him pushing his back sending him rolling to the floor. Dick stood ready, Jason hit the floor with a fist of anger. He looked up at Dick, who mentally cursed himself. Jason grunted through his teeth as he tackled Dick to the ground, pounding him with punches. Bruce rushed pulling Jason off of him pushing him back a good four or five feet. The anger was instantly washed away as he saw what he had done to his own brother. He laid there, bloodly, bruised, and worst of all fear in his eyes. Fear. Actual fear in his very twins eyes, something he hated seeing. It made him feel like the monster he truly was, but tried so hard to hide. Jason relaxed his entire body, "Dickie-" he said shamefully taking a step forward, Bruce held out his arm stopping him in his track.

"No, Jason. This is the last time. You need to get a lid on your anger, you can't keep lashing out at your brothers, I've had enough." As Bruce spoke the zeta tubes recognized Tim and Damian who were coming back from patrol, it only took them one look at the scene to know exactly what happened.

"I know, I didn't-" Jason tried to apologize.

"Jason, if you don't fix it then I'm sending you back to live with your mother, Talia." That's when Jason had fear in his eyes, he couldn't go back, especially not to her of all people. She was a terrible person, an even worse mother. Sure Bruce was hard on the boys, and he pushed them to do their very best, but her, she didn't just push them past their limits, she gave them a hammer and told them to knock them down.

"No, no, please dad, don't make me go back to her!" Jason begged, Bruce was shocked none the less. He knew they didn't like her all that much, but to the point where Jason will cry out for mercy and actually call him dad. Bruce didn't know what to do, Jason had completely broken down, everyone was just as surprised as he was. "Shhh, it's alright," Bruce whispered kneeling down rubbing his back. "I won't send you back, I could never do that, not even to Damian." He teased, Jason lightly smiled as Damian yelled out offended. "But I'm going to have to do something." He told himself, Jason waited anxiously, "I think I have an idea."

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"Ugh! You're so annoying!" A beautiful blonde screamed out as she sat at the kitchen counter.

"Like you're not?!" A ginger yelled back, they began to scream and bicker at one another, getting eye rolls and huffs of anger from the other team mates in the room. Finally, a tall dark skinned boy had had enough, he let out a sigh as he stood from the couch.

"That is enough my friends." The two stopped immediately, "I know we are all a little on edge due to the fact we haven't had a mission a few days-"

"A few days?! It's been two weeks!" The ginger cried out.

"Yeah, Batman hasn't been to the cave once, do you think everything is okay?" Another ginger asked as she pulled a pan of cookies out of the oven.