Damian - 13
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Damian's POV
I sat in my room drawing while listening to music; I didn't feel like interacting with anyone at the moment, nor did I feel like going on patrol. I heard Grayson say something along the lines of, "I'm going out for a few hours," but didn't pay much attention to it.
Once I was sure there was no one left in the house, I left my room, making my way to the training area. Grabbing my katana, I started the program, instantly attacking the virtual enemies.
----------Magical Time Skip-----------
I was sitting infront of the bat computer, browsing things when the sound of an explosion grabbed my attention. "Hello?" I heard footsteps, but couldn't see anyone. "Drake, if that's you, this isn't humorous," I spat, slightly annoyed.
Suddenly, I was thrown off the chair as a blunt object hit my head. Wincing, I looked up just in time to see two men dressed in orange and black hold me down. "Let go of me this instant!"
One of the guys pulled a syringe, injecting it into my arm. I shivered as I felt the substance enter my body, and started to feel drowsy. The men let go of me; I growled at them as I threw weak punches at them.
"Don't resist, boy," one of them said. "Deathstroke gave us orders," the other one said. My vision blurred as I started to black out, my body falling towards the floor. I could faintly hear a shout, gunshots and crashes. Soon, my senses clouded, and the world around me darkened.
