Gotham's Guardian's

Are You Ready?

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" Are you ready to begin?" Henri asks.

In shock, Bruce's eyes widen, inhales " I C-- I can barely stand"

" Death does not wait for you to be ready!" Henri said kicking Bruce in the stomach who rolls onto the floor, Henri approaches Bruce staring him down. " Death does not consider it, or fair!" he said. Once again, Henri kicked Bruce side causing him to groan holding his side. Henri walks over to Yara, Bruce's eyes landed on her.

" And no mistakes, here you face death!" he sneered pacing over to just before Henri kicked him again Bruce grabbed his leg. Pushing him back he instantly stands up getting into a stance " Tiger" Henri hissed. As Bruce swung his fist thus only gave Henri the opportunity of grabbing Bruce's palm turning it around making him yell in pain " Ju jit su" Henri said growling lowly. Roughly punching him in the ribcage, yelling in pain pushing him away. Bruce stood in another stance.

" Pencak"

As Bruce threw punches Henri steps back dodging with ease. " You are skilled, but, this is not a dance!" he said grabbing the scarf around his neck aggressively headbutting him in the face slowly falling onto the ground.

" You aren't afraid of me though, but you are afraid of something else. " He noted in a soft whisper bending down grabbing the blue flower tucking it into one of his pockets.

Next Day

Every other day Ra's Al Ghul would allow her to socialize with the villagers outside the league of shadows as they were only a few yards away from them. On the balcony Bruce watched, his arms are crossed his chest.

" GIVE IT!" she complained to the younger boy running after him who had no longer be the age of 8 or 10 of age. " FINDERS KEEPERS!" he shouted back at her. " C'MON IT'S NOT FAR!" she said slipping on the ice falling down. When she looks back up the boy wasn't in her sight anymore.

Out of frustration, she growls lowly hitting her fist on the ice ground pushing herself up. Her eyes scan the area, frowning at the sight. There's only a dead frozen garden and an old greenhouse that no one longer uses. A grin creeps on her lips walking over towards the greenhouse hearing something move against the ice. In the middle of the greenhouse, there's an old rotted table, walking over to it in surprise she bends down seeing the boy who held the item close to his chest.

She frowns " finders keepers," he said still not showing it. " My land" she sassed. He sighs opening his hand revealing an arrow. She snatched out of his palm she runs out of the froze garden.

" Yara! That's not fair!" he shouted running after her, as he made it outside she wasn't there anymore. Confused. Unknown to him Yara's watching his every move, suddenly what she thought she has been on top of is not ground, in fact, ice.

The boy's head snapped to Yara screaming only to see her disappear into the ground " YARA!" he yells rushing over to her sliding onto his knees seeing the hole and her at the bottom of it. " YARA! CAN YOU HEAR ME?!?!" Slowly the darkness takes over.

A young boy runs over to Yara's home, Bruce noticed it was the same one that Yara was playing with earlier. The look on the boy's face was concerning, somethings wrong... Bruce quickly jogged over to the young boy who's out of breath. Bruce walks over " What's wrong?" he asks.

Tears streams down his cheeks " Yara needs help!" he shouted eagerly wanting him to follow. " Where is she?" he asks " We were playing in the garden! But then she fell!" he said leading the way. Once they arrived at where Yara is at Bruce bends down looking into the well. " It's Bruce, I'm going to come back and get equipment."

Less than 20 minutes later Bruce comes back with the needed equipment putting on a biner and the stuff together starting climbing down when he reached the bottom looking around in the corner he sees Yara, who's passed out on the ground. Bruce bends down checking her pulse, relieved closing his eyes. His hand brushed her hair off of her face gently picking her up bridal style Yara's face slumps in the crock of his neck, Bruce puts her arms around his neck holding her close to him and use the cripple guiding them up.

As Bruce approaches the temple glancing down at watching Yara slowly become conscious again. "Why do we fall?" She looks at him " so we can pick ourselves up."

Bruce walked into her bedroom he walks over to her bed gently laying her head down and the rest of her body. Taking a closer look at her he bends down tucking a small lock of her hair behind her ear.

"People are afraid of us, it's like a wolf knows its dying. But you aren't afraid of us."

"Why would I be afraid of you?"