When Assassins Learn to Love (Damian Wayne x OC)

Chapter 7

"You idiot you led Deathstroke here!"

"Oh Robin lets keep the profanity to a minimum"

"Why are you here Deathstroke?" Nightwing asks, though the answer is obvious. Quickly I reach into my bag to find a decent weapon but my head isn't clear so I end up pulling out a staff. Staffs are not my specialty, but I'm ok with one.

"Look at what hell just sent back up" I spit.

"If you come with me your family will be safe away from hell."

"You don't even know where they are anymore so I know that's an empty threat."

"Yes I do. They are in Colombia" He says smartly and obnoxiously.

"Nice try"

"So you did lie during the interrogation!" Robin shouts.

"I think that's the least of our problems right now"

"What is going on? Why are you here Deathstroke?" Nightwing asks, though its really easy for him to answer for him self.

"Oh, why I've come for my apprentice of course" Slade reply's while grabbing my arm tightly. Before he can drug me or anything, I kick him in the chest and hit his face hard with my steel staff. "You're going to regret doing that" He says. I spin my staff around to get a feel of it before fighting. Slade draws his sword and immediately charges straight for me, ignoring Nightwing and Robin. What great help they can be.I do a back handspring to avoid his attack and decide to play more defensive against him rather than offensive. He is so much bigger than me and I don't know what tools or weapons he has hidden.

"You know," He grunts while slashing his sword his my staff "This would be a lot easier for the both of us if you just gave up" I break the connection with our weapons when his sword get closer to my head, and sweep his feet with my legs causing him to trip over them. He makes a fast recovery and luges at me pathetically. I avoid it easily and counter it by knocking the top his head with the bottom of my staff, causing him to drop his sword off the building.

Ever since the Lazarus pit made him stronger it has been a real pain to fight against him. He is probably ten times stronger than before and I already have basically zero muscle which makes fighting him very difficult. Not to mention the fact that he knows my every move but then again, I also know his every move.

He gets off the ground and throws continuous punches for my face which I block with my staff. He is fast, but I'm faster because of my size. I keep blocking the punches and let him punch me, making my lip bleed. He gets distracted by his own cockiness as I predicted, so I drive my staff into his stomach and again for his head using all my force. Slade dizzily stumbles back, getting close to the edge but I really don't care so I hit him again in the throat and he begins to cough up blood. He just barely saves himself from falling off of the building. He wouldn't die or anything, but he would probably break a couple bones.

"You know.." He croaks but starts to cough again.

"Save your breath, I don't wanna hear it" I pant.

"I'm sure you do"

"Would you like to have the ability to speak in the future or would you rather be mute?" I say in a deadly tone. I don't wanna hear about his plans to take me back to Cadmus or how badly I'm gonna be beaten when he finds me again. I really don't need it.

I look behind me and see Nightwing, Robin, Batman, Red Hood and Batman With No Ears. I still don't know his name.

I am pretty pissed that they just stood there and watched me fight Slade all by myself. "You know," I begin "It would have been greatly appreciated if at least one of you helped instead of just standing there. You're pretty much the equivalent to the jerks who film fights on their phones and post it on the internet"

"You snuck out of the manor" Batman

"nO rEaLlY?¿" Is that really his takeaway from the fight? I thought he was a detective.

"Why did Deathstroke go after you?"

"What do you mean?"

"Why did Deathstroke come after you just now?" By now he is unconscious and lying on the edge of the building. If he falls I'm sure as hell not saving him. I don't often wish death upon another person but I hope Slade falls and the whole world stares at his dead body without shedding a single tear.

"He literally told y'all why less than five minutes ago"

"Just start explaining"

"Because he wants me back as his apprentice"

"How long has this been going on?"

"Past si-seven years"

"And you became his apprentice when you were seven correct?"

"You already know this stuff so what's your point?" He already knows this information, why does he keep asking about it? What is he trying to get out of it?

"She does seem to have the right set of mind..." Nightwing says to Batman.

"She is an excellent fighter" Batman praises.

"What point are you trying to make?" I huff.

"We would like you like to work with us" It comes out more as a demand then an offer. Was that really what they were discussing instead of helping me fight Slade?

"That does not include me just to clarify" Robin adds.

"No. I'm trying to get away from the whole costume thing not jump right into it."

"You would be working mainly with Robin, Nightwing and myself but others like Red Hood and Red Robin are here too" So that's his actual name. Its not very original. "There is also Batgirl, Batwoman and others too"

"I already said no. I don't like fighting and I've been trying to get away from this life for years"

"You would be fighting for the greater good"

"Well the greater good can fight for themselves."

"You yourself are a direct result of Gotham not being safe enough. You were kidnapped by Slade and forced to become a weapon. Do you want that to happen to another child?"

"No..but it's not like its a normal thing for criminals to make randomly selected children their apprentices. Its not like what happened to me is going to happen to another kid"

"Well then what about the kids who's parents are murdered and have no where else to go? The children left on the streets? What about the victims that everyday, suffer because of madmen that corrupt this city?" He's right. there are so many innocent people that suffer everyday. I was and am one of those people, but then again I still cause more of those kind of people to appear. I have had hundreds of victims, I'm no hero.

"Aren't you forgetting I'm an assassin. I don't do good, I'm not supposed to. You know that"

"But you aren't an assassin at heart, I can see that. You can do so much good with your skills, save so many lives. You can make up for all the people you've killed."

"Since when does the big scary Batman care about my heart" I mock. Honestly it isn't something I would normally do, but why would I not take the opportunity to tease Batman?

"AND" Nightwing says. "If you don't agree then we will take you to prison"

"What the fuck man? I thought you were the nice one"

"Well? Are you going to go to prison or put your skills to good use?"

"I'll take the latter"