(Sequel) Lies and Secrets [Damian Wayne x Reader]

Chapter 23

After dodging the rocks that Brother Blood was throwing, I glanced over to Damian who looked anxious.

I turned to where Slade was standing, but he was gone.

Searching for him through the crowd, I saw him shooting at the people, rushing to run away.

"Love, he's escaping!" I point to Slade's direction.

Damian turned to run towards his direction before turning to look at me,

"Beloved, the pipe!"

I observe around me and saw one nearby, I smirk and threw it to him.

He caught it and paused for a moment to give me a wink before putting on his war face and charging back to Slade.

I felt my heart beating. Jesus, this boy sure knows how to get me falling in love with him again.

A snicker slipped off my tongue before running off to join him.

"(Y/N)!" I heard my name from behind me.

I quickly caught the object that was thrown to me.

My metal bow!

I gazed over to the man who gave it to me,

"Merci, Dick!"

"This is to make up for not bringing you your bow when we fought Joker" he smiled.

I nodded, smiling back, knowing what he meant.

We both ran to Slade who had just destroyed Damian's pipe.

Watching the one I love hitting the floor because Slade kicked him off, filled me with rage.

I jumped in the air and shot arrows, aiming straight at his head.

Somehow, he blocked each of them with his two swords.

As I landed down behind him, I started hitting him with my bow.

Aiming at his chest and roundhouse kicking him.

He stumbled a bit backwards.

Satisfied, I smirked.

He clenched his jaw for a moment before Dick came in and tried to roundhouse kick him again, but Slade handled it this time.

"Save some for us" Nightwing commented with a grin, talking to Damian who just changed his weapon to his sword.

I hummed, agreeing with what he said.

I switched my glance to the rest of the team, while Dick and Damian fought Deathstroke.

The team seemed to have it rough.

Blood was using each of their abilities against each other.

Out of nowhere, I hear Damian grunt.

He hit the floor again.

"I didn't know you love the floor so much" I joked before helping him up as Dick fought Slade.

"Cause I don't" he coldly replied before picking up his katana and running back to help his brother.

I was following him too, but I turn to look at Jaime being hit with a rock.

At this very instant, it was like if my heart made me freeze.

I didn't know who to help anymore.

Damian and Nightwing seem to be doing fine.

The team seem to have a bit of a struggle. But I believe they got this.