Batfamily x Reader {Finished}

Damian x Witch!Reader

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It was homeroom and the grey clouds outside looked as though they were ready to drop. I do hope I remembered to put out my jar.

Sat staring at the pages in my spell book I listen to the clock as it ticks to 9:00am. My eyes darted to the door as Mr Hickens walked in followed by a new student. Little bit taller than me, dark hair and mystical green eyes.

He had a strange aura radiating of him, nothing like I've ever felt before. It put a pressure on my chest that caused my breath to become sparse.

Looking back at my book I cough lightly. The pressure on my chest increases as the boy nears me.

"Is this seat taken?" He asks me.

Shaking my head my breath becomes none existent, quickly standing up I abruptly leave the room, everyone's eyes were on me. I could feel it.

Staring at myself in the restroom mirror I breath normally.

"Um, Y/N?" F/N asks as they walk into the bathroom, "You okay?"

"Yeah, can you get my stuff out of the classroom? Please." I say looking at them breathless.

Nodding they leave the toilets and return shortly after with my stuff in my their hand.

"Thanks."

"What was that all about?" They ask me.

"I think the boy is cursed." I tell F/N.

"Really? Seriously? Witches aren't real Y/N, you know this." The inform me as I take my stuff from their hand.

"Believe what you want F/N but remember aliens walk among us."

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Holding my hand over the open flame I listen to what is has to say. Nodding my head I know what I must do.

Standing up from my sitting position on the floor I lick the tips of my fingers and press put the flames. Walking over to my bed side table I light my lavender coloured candle.

Lying in my bed I close my eyes, as if I was in a lucid dream I walked across Gotham city. It lacked people however, lacked crime.

Searching around I feel my chest grow heavy, though not as significantly as before, I look up onto the roof top of a building.

Fazing my way up I stand next to Batman's sidekick, Robin or Damian Wayne. The cursed one.

"Hey." I say.

Turning swiftly around he looks at me before turning back around to grapple away, "No don't Damian."

Turning his head back around he looks me in the eyes and lunges at me only to go through me as a hologram.

"I'm lucid." I tell him, "Basically a hologram only you can see."

"Aren't you that girl that left homeroom?" He asks standing taller than before.

"Yes I am, you're cursed. I felt it. I couldn't breath when you were around me." I explain.

Circling me he asks, "I'm cursed? How can you breath around me now?"

"I'm still struggling but as I'm not fully here, so it isn't really affecting me as bad as before. You are cursed, yes. Every good deed you perform reduces the time you have left to live but evil deeds make you live longer."

"Why are you telling me this?" He looks at me skeptically as if he doesn't believe me.

"I'm just making you aware of your situation. I can help reduce the effects but it's a powerful curse. I don't know if I'll be able to lift it fully." I look down at my hand as it's starting to fade away.

"I'm waking up, I'll speak to you tomorrow night." I open my eyes and stare at my ceiling and the dim candle besides me.

"Thank you." I say to the candle before pinching it out.

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A/N:

I mainly write Damian and Jason fanfics this may as well be a story dedicated to them.

Hope you enjoyed! I'm working on 2 sims stories for Tumblr and Instagram tomorrow, plus about 4 more short stories on my other Wattpad account.

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-M