The Dog Fights | Damian Wayne

Chapter 12

I woke up back in the cell on the uncomfortable boycott bed. I curl up in a ball and pull the blanket over my head. I sat there for seems like forever I kept fazing in and out of sleep until my body got to the point it just couldn't sleep anymore.

It went on like that for days, meals were brought three times a day. I ate for the soul propose of needing substance for my resolve and self value were strong enough to fight my suffocating depression.

Red Hood of all people was the only person who visited on the daily. We didn't talk or anything he just sat on the end of the boycott bed as I would lie under the thin blanket in a small ball and that was enough. Robin would visit every other day.

Not much was said on his part either instead he would sit on the floor at the front of the bed and I would be lying down. We would just stare at one another and say nothing and this once when thing got particularly rough he was kind enough to just sit there an hold my hand to keep me grounded.

In those few days, in those single few days I've never been so weak. I did my best to not think of Rand who had seen his Partner for that last time a sobbing weak mess, or May who would never be picked up from the vet with her new born puppies, or even the old battle scared dog and his little princess of a puppy who will probably never trust another human soul for the rest of his life.

Never have I've been so weak, alone, and most of all afraid. Because even in my one single darkest time I had Rand to pull me threw. I had Rand to keep me ground, I had Rand to keep me alive but now who do I have.

So here I am, alone in bed and even though I have a blanket I'm cold. I wrapped the blanket around myself and curled myself into a tighter ball. I was almost asleep when someone knocked on the iron bars of the cell.

Only one person did that and that was Red Hood. I strained my neck to look over my shoulder to see him in casual clothes but his helmet on his head. I queried my eyebrow at the odd combination. I turn my body around when I see him pull in a chair and a bag.

He pulled the chair up to the bed and sat down letting the bag fall onto the floor. "Come on kid you gonna want to sit up for this," He said. I sat up silently but brought the blanket with me and wrapped it around my shoulders.

"Okay kid listen to me and listen to me good because what I'm about to say is just as hard for me as it's gonna be for you," HE said sternly. I squint my eyes at him. Just what is he trying to say. I nodded and watched as he took a deep breath.

I watched as he slowly took off his helmet but what really threw me a curve ball as that under that hood he wasn't wearing his mask. Instead of white lidded eyes of a mask I was met with blue green eyes of his face.

"My name is Jason Todd and I as of today am now your legal guardian," He spoke firmly. He handed me a pack of papers and on the vary top was birth certificate. On it was not only his signature but my new name. Anubis Citlali Todd was printed in large letters right cross the middle. My eyes widen as I began to flip threw all the papers and threw out the entire packet was more and more proof that I had been adopted by a man named Jason Peter Todd.

Hell I even had a trust fund from him and not just him but from Bruce Wayne as well. I drop the papers and look up at Jason who looked at me worriedly. "look you don't have to go on to call me dad or anything you can just call me Jason. Hell that's what I did when Bruce took me in." He rambled.

A small smile played on my lips as I reach over to place a hand on his knee "It's fine. It's almost perfect actually," I laugh but a few tears slide from my eyes. I continue to laugh as I wipe away tears Jason placed his hand on my head and ruffled my hair slightly. "We're going to be okay kiddo," He chuckled.

"Well this leaves me with one last thing," He grins before he whistled. I watched with wide eyes Rand came running in at top speed. "RAND!" I scream as he tackled me back onto the bed. I laugh as he licked me and I held onto him for dear life.

Only then did I notice how thin he was. "Did those bastards not feed you right?" I muttered to him angerly. "I took are of him for you while you've been locked up in here, He didn't eat anything I gave him." Jason chuckled.

My eyes widen as I looked up at him. I gave him a smile "Thanks Jason," I smile "Anytime kiddo," He laughed as he ruffled my hair. "Anyway now all that's out of the way. What'd you say we get the hell out of here huh?" He grins.

I grin back as I jump up but stumble slightly. Jason was quick to catch me "Careful, you've been wallowing in the bed for days. Not only that you've been in the same clothes just as long if not longer. I got some clothes for you, they're nothing like what you have in that fortress of yours but-" He said but snatched the bag he had "Don't worry about it!" I grin as I shove him out of the cell.

"Alright! Alright damn I can take a hint just make sure you put on those sunglasses. You've been cooped up in here for days in the dark so going outside without them will be hell. Gotham may not be the sunniest place on earth but it'll still damage your eyes." He ranted.

"I get it Jason! Now go!" I grinned as he finally left. I look down at Rand "He's already acting like a parent," I laugh down at him.